Note: I've been working on this one while posting my last story so it's finished and again will be posted a chapter a day.

Wenwalke has once again been fantastic in correcting all my mistakes.

Disclaimer: I do not own H50.

Chapter One.

It had been a long, stressful week for the Five-0 team. They had been called in by the Governor to investigate a robbery at the Bishop museum. The museum was currently playing host to a large collection of Polynesian art on loan from New Zealand, and half the collection had been stolen while two guards were seriously hurt.

The Governor had constantly been on Steve's back, pushing for the case to be solved and the items recovered, out of fear of a diplomatic breakdown. Steve had handled the incessant phone calls well, but by day four the stress was starting to show and Steve was pushing the team hard, and had become snappy and anxious to solve the case.

The team had worked hard but with little leads. They didn't have much to go on, and while they suspected an inside job, because the thieves had managed to get in and out despite the security, and knew their way around the building including the areas that the public were not allowed to enter, they still didn't have a suspect.

Then early that morning Danny had blown the case wide open. Out of desperation to solve the case, get the Governor off their backs and calm Steve down, he had spent two hours going over and over the security footage of the robbery. All four thieves had masks covering their faces and were wearing gloves. They could be seen manoeuvring around the museum with ease and knew how to deactivate the alarm to the exhibit. Only the items of most value had been taken, one thief pointing out which to take. Watching the footage, for the third time, Danny had noticed this thief had a tattoo on his forearm. After getting Chin to help him enlarge the image, because god knows why but technology hated him, Danny had studied the image of the tattoo and then come to the startling recollection of who it belonged to.

Danny had met several of the museums staff while dating Gabby, his ex girlfriend. He remembered one charity dinner he had reluctantly been dragged to and meeting one of the interns who worked at the museum. He had had the exact same tattoo.

The team had hauled in Joseph Kale and after some intense questioning, and Steve looking like he was about to burst a blood vessel, Joseph had finally cut a deal and told them the names of the rest of his crew. The take down had been simple and all four robbers were in custody. The location of the art had been revealed and now all four team mates were en route to the shipping yard where they had been told the art was stored.

"Will you please slow down?" Danny shouted grabbing hold of the handle above the passenger window. "It's not going anywhere Steve; we have all the guys involved. It will still be there if we take another ten minutes."

"I just want to get this finished Danny. The Governor has been riding my back all week and I want this case done with." Steve replied taking a hard right and slamming Danny's shoulder into the side of the car.

"I get that, I do. But can we please get there in one piece rather than wrapped around a telephone pole. I'd really like to see Grace graduate from high school." Danny ranted waving his left hand around, the right still clamped around the handle.

"Ok. I'm sorry." Steve said easing off the gas and allowing Chin and Kono to catch up.

They all entered the dock and started looking for the right shipping container. There were rows upon rows of containers. Many stacked two containers high.

"This could take a while." Chin stated.

"You can say that again cus." Kono replied.

After 20 minutes of searching, they finally struck gold.

"Hey Steve! Container LM5869. Bingo, found it." Danny stated pointing in front of him. Steve turned and joined his partner; Chin and Kono bringing up the rear.

There was a large bolt across the container doors held shut with a padlock.

"I'll get the bolt cutters." Chin stated walking over to Kono's car and reaching into the trunk.

Steve was practically bouncing on his toes waiting for Chin to return. He was tired from working long hours on the case and was fed up of the frustration of having to deal with the Governor. He just wanted to recovery the stolen art and go home. Maybe have a beer with the team and throw some steaks on the grill.

"Babe, will you just calm down for one second. Please." Danny asked looking over at Kono who stood a few feet away and was trying hard not to giggle as Steve looked like a school boy waiting to open his birthday presents.

"What's taking Chin so long?" Steve asked. "You know what, we don't need bolt cutters." Steve continued. He eyed up the lock then raised his gun and fired a single shot destroying the padlock. Single mindedly focused on his task he raced forward and threw open the door and stepped inside.

Chin was returning from the car as he watched the scene unfold before his eyes. He saw Steve doing his impatient dance then raise his gun.

"No, no, no, what are you doing Steve?" He thought to himself quickening his pace. The shot echoed around the shipping containers as Steve fired and Chin's heart skipped a beat as he saw Danny suddenly double over at the waist. He saw the look of horror on Kono's face as she raced to Danny's side, arriving just in time as Danny's legs gave way and she eased him to the ground.

Chin dropped the bolt cutters and ran the last 100 yards flat out. He skidded to a halt at Danny's side. Kono had already ripped off the shirt she was wearing over the top of a vest and was applying pressure to Danny's abdomen.

"I got it Kono." He stated, taking over and allowing Kono to move so Danny's head was resting in her lap. "Call for help."

"Awe shit." Danny whispered through gritted teeth. "Not so hard babe."

"I have to Danny, there's a fair bit of bleeding here. What the hell was Steve thinking?"

"I don't think he was," Danny winced. "He hasn't even realised." Danny continued looking hurt that Steve was oblivious to what he had done.

"Ambulance is on its way Danny, five minutes out ok." Kono filled him in hanging up the phone and taking his hand that was clenched, trying to fight the pain.

"Oh god, getting shot in the stomach hurts way more than the arm," Danny nervously chuckled.

"Just try and relax brah, help will be here soon. They can give you something for the pain." Chin reassured.

Steve entered the container and using his flashlight he searched around, relieved to find the stolen pieces. Now he could get HPD down there to catalogue everything and his team could go home for some much needed chill out time. He couldn't wait to call the Governor and tell him they had recovered the collection. He turned around to speak to the team and was annoyed that he was alone. Why hadn't they followed him? Didn't they want to find the stolen goods too? He made his way to the entrance of the container and stopped dead.

Initially he was confused at the scene before him. His partner laid prone on the ground, head in Kono's lap and Chin pressing Kono's yellow shirt to Danny's abdomen. But the shirt was no longer yellow, it was now stained a crimson red. Then the realisation of what must have happened hit him.

He quickly knelt at the side of Danny. "Oh god, did it ricochet?"

"No you Neanderthal, the Easter Bunny jumped out and shot me! Yes of course it ricochet you moron!" Danny huffed, the rant obviously taking it out of him.

Steve paled. "Oh man, I'm sorry Danny, I didn't think, shit man, I... I." He stopped suddenly when Danny turned and threw up all over his knees.

"We'll just call that pay back." Danny said weakly closing his eyes.

"Danny, stay with us." Kono demanded.

"Feel dizzy." He muttered.

Steve moved around and raised Danny's legs, hoping to increase his blood pressure and combat the shock that Danny was obviously in.

"Come on Danno, talk to us." Steve demanded.

"Stop being bossy, you're not my favourite person right now."

"So yell at me then." He replied, desperate to keep Danny conscious.

"Not right now babe, think I'd rather pass out." Danny slurred his hand going limp in Kono's.

"Danny, Danny," she desperately cried but Danny remained stubbornly unresponsive.

The wail of sirens could be heard and as they came into view Steve waved them over.

"What happened?" One of the EMTs asked.

"Ricochet bullet, lost consciousness about 30 seconds ago," Steve explained wondering how things had gone so terribly wrong.

The EMTs got to work evaluating Danny's condition. Soon they had an IV in place to combat the hypotension and shock and an oxygen mask in place. As they swapped out Kono's ruined shirt for a pressure bandage Danny stirred and groaned.

"Danny can you hear me. My name is Ani. I'm an EMT." She asked.

"Mmmm. Hurts"

"Ok, we can give you something for that. Are you allergic to anything?"

"Pain." Danny stated.

Ani laughed. "Me too Danny, anything else?"

"Moron partners" he grumbled.

Ani looked up at Danny's team confused.

"I'm the moron partner, my bullet ricocheted." Steve explained.

"Oh. Right," Ani replied. "What about morphine Danny? Are you allergic to that?"

"No," Danny answered. "Morphine would be good. Thanks."

Ani administered the morphine which allowed them to move Danny onto a gurney and load him into the back of an ambulance. Steve moved to join his partner but Danny raised the oxygen mask so he could speak better. "Stay here Steve. Sort out the shipping crate. Close the case."

"Danny I'm sorry!" He looked down dejected then turned to Kono. "Will you go with him please?"

"Sure boss." She replied looking at him with pity. She knew Steve would never forgive himself for this. She just hoped Danny could.

Steve closed the doors and banged on the back to signal they were good to go. He watched the ambulance leave then walked back to the container. He was so angry with himself, how could he be so stupid. He really hadn't expected the bullet to ricochet like that. But the worst of it was he hadn't even noticed. He had left Danny injured and in pain at his own hands. So much for never leave a man behind, he thought slamming his fist into the container.

"Feel better now?" Chin asked coming up behind him.

"No." Steve replied shaking his hand.

"What were you thinking Steve?" Chin said shaking his head.

"I don't know. I just wanted it done with. I was impatient. I was stupid. I didn't think." And he slammed his fist into the container again. When he went for a third time Chin caught his wrist.

"Breaking your hand won't help Steve. Let's get this sorted out and then get to the hospital."

TBC