Note: Ready for the next one? This one is a bit darker than my others and more angsty. Thank you wenwalke for reading through it and correcting all my mistakes.

Disclaimer: I do not own H50. Just doing this for my love of whumping Danny.

Chapter one

Steve jerked awake as his elbow slipped off the chair arm, causing his head to fall. He didn't remember falling asleep, but it had been a long night. Glancing at his watch, he saw it was nearing six am. He'd spent the night camped out by his partners ICU bed. Staring at Danny, he watched his chest rise and fall, along with the ventilator forcing the oxygen into his best friend's lungs. The doctors had warned it would be at least another eight to ten hours before they allowed Danny to wake up, his body still needing the oxygen to force the carbon monoxide out of his blood.

Steve sighed, trying to forget the dreaded phone call he had received the previous evening.

"Steve, it's Duke." The voice on the other end had stated.

"Hey Duke. You got a case for us?" Steve innocently asked.

"No. Steve I have some disturbing news." Duke replied.

Steve stiffened immediately, "what? What is it Duke?"

"It's Danny. He's on his way to hospital."

"What happened?" Steve asked springing to his feet and grabbing his truck keys.

"When did you last speak with Danny, Steve? Did he seem ok, down maybe?" Duke asked.

"We had an argument so he was pissed at me, he stormed out. I figured I'd let him cool off and apologise tomorrow. What's happen? Has he had an accident?"

"I'm sorry, Steve, but it looks like Danny tried to commit suicide." Duke sadly replied.

Steve stopped dead in his tracks as he reached the truck, "what? That's ridiculous."

"I know it seems out of character, but he was found in his car in a lock up, the engine was running. He's suffering from carbon monoxide poisoning, and it's bad Steve."

"No. Danny wouldn't do something like that. Why would he? I don't understand." Steve replied sinking into the driver's seat.

"I don't know Steve, but he left a note. It said I'm sorry. I can't do this anymore. Take care of Grace for me." Duke replied.

Steve took hold of Danny's hand, "I don't get why you would do this buddy. It's not like you. You wouldn't do that to Grace. I know you were pissed at me, and Chin told me things have been a bit tight financially, but this D. This just doesn't feel right. Every inch of my body is screaming you didn't do this, but the note." Steve paused wiping a tear from his eye. "Why didn't you talk to me if things were that bad? You seemed fine. I just don't understand, why Danno?"

Steve peered at his friends face as if hoping for answers. But none came, obviously. The only reply he received was the click of the ventilator.

TBC