Note: Well it's time to end this one. A big thanks to wenwalke for all the help she always gives me. And thank you to everyone who has read and reviewed. This one has got my most reviews ever and I was nervous about posting it because it focused on the medical recovery side.

Six chapters completed for the next one so hopefully won't be too long.

Chapter Eleven

Chin and Kono had been wrong with their 24 hr guess. In fact it had taken a mere six hours. Steve had arrived early at the hospital, and helped Danny pack all his things away, much to Danny's annoyance. He hadn't wanted to pack anything in case it jinxed his discharge. Thankfully it hadn't, and Dr. Pearce had been happy to sign the papers. Then they had stopped off at the pharmacy to fill the prescriptions for antibiotics, pain relief, and supplement drinks, and Steve had insisted Danny wait in the car, despite Danny saying he wanted to stretch his legs.

They had made it back to Danny's, and Steve had ordered him to rest on the couch, practically tucking him in with a blanket then going to unpack his partners' things. Danny flicked on the TV and brought up a football game that he had recorded. Steve returned from the kitchen with two bottles of water, and one of Danny's nutritional drinks, and handed it to his friend.

"I'll just take the water for now." Danny placed the drink on the coffee table.

"Danny, you heard what Dr. Pearce said, you have to drink at least two of those a day. Have one now and I'll make us some lunch in a bit."

"I don't want it now, Steven. I'll have it after lunch."

"But, Danny." Steve started, but Danny interrupted.

"Don't, but Danny, me. I appreciate that you're staying and helping me out, but I don't need you bossing me around."

"Somebody has to keep an eye on you, Danny. A few days ago you pushed yourself so hard you made yourself sick. I'm not gonna let that happen again."

"No chance of that happening." Danny huffed.

"Just drink the supplement, Danny."

"You drink the damn supplement, Steve. They taste like crap."

"They can't be that bad." Steve's voice raised a little. "You need to drink it Danny, you've lost enough weight already."

"They are that bad, go on try it." Danny thrust the drink at the bossy SEAL.

Steve snatched the drink and took a sip, to prove a point, only to pull a face in disgust.

"My god, what the hell flavour is that?" He grabbed his water and washing away the horrid taste.

"It's supposed to be banana, but it tastes like crap, I didn't want it putting me off my lunch. I only like the chocolate and strawberry ones."

"Well why didn't you say that? I'd have got you a different one. I'll take the others back tomorrow and get them to swap them." Steve grabbed the drink, throwing it in the trash.

"Because I didn't want to be a bother, you've already spent most of your time off at the hospital the past two weeks, now you're moving in here and running around after me, tucking me in." Danny said pushing off the blanket. "Please Steve, can we just hang out? If I need help I'll ask for it, and I promise not to over do it."

"Sure we can." Steve sat back and put his feet up. "This the patriots game? Cool, I want to see their winning touchdown."

"Seriously?" Danny looked dumbfounded at his friend.

"What?" Steve asked confused.

"You just told me who won, you goof."

"You didn't already know?"

"No. I was kinda unconscious at the time." Danny fumed.

"Sorry Danno."

"I'm still watching it." Danny grabbed a cushion and swinging his legs up on the couch so he could lie down.

By the time the game finished, Steve was the only one to see the winning touchdown. Danny had fallen asleep just after the last quarter, and was sleeping peacefully. Steve picked up the remote and saved the game for Danny to watch later. He then picked up the blanket and covered his friend, before heading to the kitchen to start making some lunch for when Danny awoke. He made him self a coffee and headed out into Danny's garden.

An hour later, Danny sleepily joined him with his own cup of coffee, and lowered himself carefully into the chair next to Steve.

"Good sleep?"

"Yeah, but my rib is protesting now." Danny rubbed at his fractured rib.

Steve jumped up to grabbed Danny's pain medication, and antibiotics, that were now due. He returned with them, along with the lunch he had made. Danny gratefully accepted them, and Steve was please to see he manage nearly all the sandwich.

Not long after, Chin and Kono arrived and joined them.

"Mind if we join you?" Chin put down a box of Cocoa puffs on the table. Danny's eyes lit up, and he reached to grab one.

"I'm not sure these are on your approved food list." Steve reached out and grabbed the box.

"Seriously, you said yourself I've lost weight. These will help me gain it back. Now hand them over, or I'll go fetch my gun."

"Alright, alright." Steve passed the box to Danny.

Kono watched as the blonde devoured the yummy treat. She leaned over and whispered so Steve couldn't hear. "Chocolate fudge ice cream is in the freezer."

"Have I told you I love you?" Danny whispered back.

"Just don't over do it, I don't want to be responsible for you being ill."

"I promise." Danny agreed.

The four friends sat talking, and relaxing, in each other's company. Grateful that Danny was healing and finally home, and they had the time together. Steve then grilled them all fish, while Kono took care of the salad. Danny carefully started setting the dining table, not wanting to just sit there while his friends worked. They all sat down to eat the meal. Not long after the meal, Danny started to flag again.

"Guys, I'm beat. I'm gonna head to bed." Danny apologised, knowing it was still fairly early.

"Don't worry, Danny, you just have a good nights sleep." Kono started to clear the table.

"You need a hand?" Steve asked as Danny carefully stood.

"No, I'm good. I'm just gonna hit the bathroom then bed." Danny replied. "You want me to help clean up first?"

"We got it, Danny." Chin encouraged his friend to get some rest.

"Ok, night guys." Danny headed off, his bed calling.

Steve, Chin, and Kono finished cleaning up then the cousins headed home. Steve went to the bedroom to see if Danny needed anything else, and was surprised to see him already sleeping. The bedside lamp was still on, but Steve decided to leave it in case Danny woke in the night and was disorientated. Having spent time in the hospital himself, he knew how it could feel the first night home, after a prolonged stay. Danny looked the most settled Steve had seen him since the whole nightmare began. His medication bottles at the side of his bed, indicating he'd taken the prescribed medication before settling down for the night. He was still pale, but looked a million miles away from how he had looked just over a week before.

Steve retreated from the bedroom, sat down in the living room, and flicked on the TV, keeping one ear in Danny's direction in case he needed any help. Whether Danny wanted to admit it, or not, he was going to need help for a few days, and Steve was going to be there to help him. If the situation had been reversed Danny would do exactly the same for him, because that was how their Ohana worked.

THE END