AN - I just want to say a big Thank you to everyone who is reading, reviewing, favoriting or following this story. I am just so thrilled that so many of you are enjoying it. You guys are the people who make writing so much fun. THANK YOU! This chapter has a bit of Steve whump for Steve fans and some more Danny whump for Danno fans. i hope you enjoy it.

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Turning towards the door, Bridget stared in surprise at Grace's heated accusation as Grace turned and ran from the door.

"Grace, stop!" Beth said firmly but gently as she turned to follow Grace out of the room.

"No, let me." Steve said quietly as he gingerly stood up, holding onto his stomach with one hand as he grabbed his drip stand with his other hand and used it for support as he walked unsteadily towards the door. "I'm the one who she is angry with and I'm the one should talk to her. I owe both her and Danny that." he added softly as Grace's heartbroken sobs from the corridor just outside the door echoed through the silent room.

Eyeing Steve's damp, pale face and the way he held his arm tightly around his stomach and the way he was gritting his teeth, attempting not to moan. Beth glanced across at the young woman in the room, who seemed uncertain of what to do, before she looked back at Steve and nodded reluctantly.

"Thanks." Steve nodded as he unsteadily walked passed Beth and stepped out into the corridor and turned towards Grace who was leaning against the wall crying. "Grace." he said gently, waving Chin, Kono, and Dog away as they hurried down the corridor towards her.

"Leave me alone." Grace sobbed, "I don't want to talk to you. I don't want to talk to any of you." She choked on her sobs as she turned away to face the wall as she whispered, "I just want my dad to be okay."

"So do I, Grace, I want that more than anything else in the world." Steve murmured softly as he reached Grace and gently turned her around and pulled her closer, hugging her tightly as his rested his head on hers and blinked away his own tears as she buried her face into his chest and cried.

Pulling away from him, Grace looked up at his face and whispered brokenheartedly, "No, you don't. You don't care about us anymore, you don't really care about Danno or Charlie or me. Not anymore…"

"Grace that's not true," Steve gasped, shocked at Grace's stinging and heartbroken accusations, "Why would you ever think that? I love you, Danno and Charlie. You're my ohana, just as much as Mary is…"

"That's not true!" Grace shook her head as she pulled away. "You once told me that we were part of the Five 0 ohana and yours but we're not!"

"It is true." Steve tried to reassure her as he tried to ignore the wave of dizziness that washed over him, threatening to topple him.

"If it is true then why don't any of you come to our house anymore or why don't you want Danno as your partner?" Grace demanded, her tears running down her face as she stared up at Steve for an answer, unable to stop the dam of hurt, fear and the aching loss she was feeling from overflowing, as she rushed on, "No one came or visited Danno or Charlie when they were in the hospital when Danno gave Charlie some of his bone marrow. And why didn't anyone care that Danno gave you half his liver? All they cared about was you got half of Danno's liver, not that Danno lost half of his to give it to you and now he might die because of it. No one even gave him a card, all they cared about was you! Ohana is supposed to mean we're family but family don't do that to each other! Family are there when you need them the most!"

Steve felt the air rush from his lung and he struggled to take a breath as each of Grace's tearful accusations robbed him of his breath. He felt physically ill as he realized just how much he had hurt not only Grace and Charlie but also his partner and closest friend with his decision, that at the time he believed he was doing for the right reasons, of everyone including himself giving Danny some space and time to deal with everything that had happened to him in the last few months. He had only Danny's best interests at heart, he had never meant to hurt him or Grace and Charlie or make any of them believe that they were no longer some of the most important people in his life.

Steve shook his head as he swayed unsteadily, "Oh Grace, I'm …"

The sound of an alarm from Danny's room interrupted anything he was about to say.

Looking at Grace who was staring white faced and terrified at the door to her father's room, he softly told her, "Grace, I want you to stay here, please while I see what's happening." Not waiting to see Grace's terrified wooden nod, he turned and grabbed his drip stand and supporting himself with his other arm against the wall, he hurried back to Danny's room, following the medical staff as they rushed into the room.

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The sound of someone crying echoed through the darkness that held him and it took Danny a few confusing moments to realize the sobs he was listening to were Gracie's. He struggled to turn his head in the direction of the crying but he felt like he was buried in soft sand that was making it hard to move. Panicking at the sensation, he tried to free himself from whatever was holding him down. His terror increased as he began to choke on something that was filling his mouth and throat, making it impossible to breathe as a loud alarm began to sound close by as he struggled against the weight that held him down to try and lift his hand up far enough to remove the offending tube.

Startled and frightened by Danny's sudden and unexpected panicked attempts to reach up and remove the breathing tube, Bridget grabbed his hands and gently forced them back down onto the bed as she tried hard to calm him, "It's okay, Danny, it's okay, it's just a tube to help you breathe.' she whispered as he struggled weakly to pull his hands free, his fear evident in his eyes as they slowly opened and stared up in terror at her.

"What happened?" the surgeon asked as he hurried into the room, followed by two nurses.

"I…I don't know." Bridget stammered, frightened as she was nudged out of the way, "One minute he was sleeping and the next…"

"He's fighting the ventilator." The nurse finished her sentence, hitting the alarm buttons on the ventilator and heart monitor, silencing them both as she grabbed Danny's hands, pinning them firmly but gently against the bed as she leaned over him and softly reassured him, "It's okay, Danny, just relax and let the machine do its job and breathe for you."

Glancing at the readings on the machines that surrounded the bed before looking down at his terrified patient whose hands were now being lightly restrained by the nurse to prevent him from trying to pull the breathing tube out of his mouth, Dr Mullins looked across at the second nurse as he quietly ordered, "He needs to be sedated more to stop him fighting the vent. Let's give him another dose of dexmedetomidine."

The nurse nodded silently before she turned and left the room, stepping around Steve as he moved unsteadily across to the side of the bed to stand beside the doctor as Mullins tried to unsuccessfully calm his extremely agitated patient.

"Danny suffers from claustrophobia," Steve quickly explained as he saw the fear and terror in his partner's face and realized what was happening. He quickly reached for Danny's hand and held it tightly as he moved across into Danny's line of vision and began to whisper, "It's okay Buddy, I'm right here, Danny, you're safe, I'm not going to let anything happen to you, I promise. The tube in your mouth is just helping you breathe but you can't fight it, just let it do its job." He continued to try and reassure his partner as he saw out of the corner of his eye the nurse return to the room and hand the doctor a needle filled with something. Returning his attention back to Danny, he tried to ignore the pain in his stomach that was making itself known as he saw the surgeon inject the contents of the needle slowly into the tube of Danny's drip as he continued to softly reassure his partner as he watched the medication start to take effect and Danny's eyes drift slowly closed, "That's it, Buddy, just relax, I promise everything will be okay. I am going to stay right here with you Danny."

"That's it, he's under." Mullins murmured as he watched Danny's eyes close before he glanced up and read the figures on the machines.

Steve nodded slowly, still holding Danny's hand as he straightened up as far as he could as the world around him began to spin and he felt his legs suddenly give out beneath him. He would never remember hitting the floor or Beth's and Bridget's frighten cries as he collapsed to the ground in front of them.