"Ahh, McGarrett." Danny stopped struggling against the tight ropes that bound him to the hard, straight back wooden chair, warily watching the tall, slim woman who was standing only a few feet in front of him. She turned and smiled sweetly at him as she spoke softly into the phone. Stepping closer to him, she gently trailed her fingers down the side of his face and grinned as he pulled his head back from her light touch. He was unable to stifle the soft moan that escaped as she continued almost seductively. "Who I am does not matter but what does matter is what we can do for each other. I have something you want and you, McGarrett have something I want - so let's make a trade."

He was unable to hear Steve's reply but his chest tightened as the young woman looked down at him. Her fingers trailed down the side of his face and neck until they hovered just above the small bloody hole in his shoulder. "What type of trade?" she crooned into the phone. "Let's start with something easy, like Williams gets to live for two more hours and you get to resign from the Five-0 task force and the Navy!"

"No! Steve, don't-" Danny's desperate shouted plea to McGarrett was abruptly cut off by a piercing scream as her fingers dug deep into his wounded shoulder as white hot pain flared from his shoulder, gradually spreading to his chest and arm.

She licked her lips in triumph as she heard Steve gasp in horror and his desperate shout of 'DANNY!' echo in her ear. "You have two hours to resign and empty your desk." She ordered coldly as she stepped back to wipe her bloodied fingers on her jeans. She continued as the blonde detective's head lolled limply down onto his chest as he passed out from the pain, "And don't think for a moment you can tip anyone off to why you are resigning or to Williams' kidnapping. If you even try, even whisper it or pass a note to anyone warning them of what is going on, I swear I will send him back to you in little pieces, one piece at a time. Don't think for a moment I won't know if you do - I am watching every move you make. Two hours!" Snapping the phone closed, she glanced at the unconscious detective before her. What a coward, he had run away before the fun could really start. Leaning down, she snarled as she seized a handful of that slicked back blonde hair and hurled is head up, smiling at the soft groan of pain. "I am going to destroy you and your boy toy, my friend, but before you die, you are going to bring him down for me!"

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Clutching the now forgotten phone in his hand, McGarrett stared down at the dark drying puddle of blood on the floor at his feet, his partner's agonized scream echoing continuously in his head. His heart beat wildly in his chest as he heard the dire softly spoken warning over and over again. 'Let's start with something easy, like Williams gets to live for two more hours and you get to resign from the Five-0 task force and the Navy! You have two hours to resign and empty your desk. And don't think for a moment you can tip anyone off to why you are resigning or to Williams' kidnapping. If you even try, even whisper it or pass a note to anyone warning them of what is going on, I swear I will send him back to you in little pieces, one piece at a time. Don't think for a moment I won't know if you do - I am watching every move you make. Two hours!'

"Steve!"

Chin's worried voice from somewhere behind him startled the Navy SEAL out of his shock and he spun around to find his friend standing in the office doorway, his gun drawn in anticipation of trouble. Lowering his weapon, Chin stepped closer as he studied the pinched face and haunted eyes before him. "Steve, are you okay? I saw the blood on the stairs and thought…" He paused a moment as he glanced quickly around the room, his eyes falling onto the drying puddle of blood at Steve's feet before they slowly rose back up to McGarrett's blanched face. "What's happened?"

Quickly placing his phone back into his pocket, the dark haired Lieutenant Commander crossed the room to where his Korean colleague stood watching him closely. He pulled out his badge, ignoring the look of surprise on the other man's face. "I'm quitting," he announced without preamble as he pushed his gun and his badge into Chin's hand as he rushed on, praying his voice would remain strong as he continued, "I'm leaving you in charge. I will inform the Governor of my decision."

His brow furrowing at the items in his hand, Chin looked up in confusion as Steve pushed past him, heading towards the door. "Steve? What's going on? What's happened? Where's Danny?"

His questions remained unanswered as his friend raced down the internal Koa stairs, across the lobby and out of the Korean's sight. Still stunned at the unexpected turn of events, Chin turned and stared back into the office as he tried to make sense of the situation. As his cop instincts kicked in, he swore that he was going to get to the bottom of this, whatever it was.

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Opening the Silverado's door, Steve slipped inside and placed the key in the ignition. A searing rage overwhelmed him as he gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white as his mind supplied images of what must be happening to Danny right now, at what was going to make his partner scream like that. His frustration was at an all time high – for the life of him he couldn't recognize the bitch's voice. What the hell did she want? Who was she? Regardless, he swore to himself he would find out.

For now the main thing was keeping Danny safe, he couldn't afford to take any risks with his partner's life. He would play by her rules for now, and if that meant resigning from the Navy and as leader of the Five-0 taskforce, so be it. He was willing to do to it if it meant Danny was going to be alive for two hours. Time was against him. His grip on the wheel tightened even further with determination as he reached for the key and turned the engine on before throwing the large truck into reverse and peeling out of the parking space. Slamming the car into drive, he spun the wheels as he raced out of the palace parking lot trying to ignore the fact that as every minute passed, Danny was getting closer and closer to death.