Steve McGarrett Short Stories

A Christmas Miracle (1)*

Trigger Warning: Mature Content

Her Worst Nightmare

"It's a nightmare. It has to be a nightmare.", Becca thought, tears in her eyes, while sitting in the waiting room of Tripler Army Hospital. She could hear the familiar voices of Danny, Kono, Chin and Lou, either talking with each other or at her, but she couldn't discern what they were saying. Her mind was wrapped in a fog, her only thought being if Steve was gonna be okay.

Danny had called her just a few minutes before and when she heard his voice, she knew something bad had happened. At first, he didn't want to tell her much about what had happened, just saying that Steve was being taken to the hospital, just so she wouldn't worry too much, but after some insistence on her part, he ended up telling her everything.

Apparently, Steve had been in the bank and a group of men entered and wanted to rob the place. Steve could tell they were on edge and when a little girl wouldn't stop crying, one of the men flipped and pointed his gun at the child, cocking it and getting ready to shoot her. That's when Steve launched himself between the girl and the gun and ended up getting shot in his lower abdomen.

He was losing a lot of blood and, while the robbers fled, some of the witnesses tried stopping the bleeding until the paramedics arrived. He was then rushed to the hospital and that's when Danny called her. Steve had been in surgery since. They didn't know if he was gonna be okay or not, due to the amount of blood he'd lost, so all they could do was wait, no one leaving until they were sure he was going to be okay.

As soon as Danny had told her that Steve was being taken to the hospital, she immediately grabbed her keys and drove there. It was while she was driving that Danny told her everything, tears treating to cloud her eyes and stopping her to make it there in one piece. She didn't care. She had to see him, she had to know he was going to be okay.

Becca could feel tears starting to escape her eyes. Whipping them from her eyes, she felt Danny sitting down next to her. She looked up and gave him a weak smile, in response to his question of how she was holding up. She knew if she opened her mouth to answer him, she would just start crying and she didn't want that.

It felt like time was passing at a turtle's pace. She started remembering her relationship with Steve. It always amazed her of how much her life had changed since they had met. Before, she would swear that she was done with men, after a bad relationship had scarred her deeply, but now, now she couldn't imagine her life without him. "God, I should've told him I love him.", she thought, tears streaming down her face.

Just a few hours before, they had been talking on the phone and were making plans for Christmas and now she was sitting in a hospital waiting room, hoping and praying Steve would live to see it. She would give anything to trade places with him, to be the one in surgery fighting for her life instead of him.

Suddenly, the doors opened to reveal a doctor still wearing surgical scrubs. He called Steve's name and they all stood and walked over to him.

- "How is he, doc?" – Danny was the first to ask, uncertainty coating his voice.

- "When he came in, his blood pressure was dangerously low and he was having a hard time breathing. Add to that the amount of blood he had already lost on the scene, plus his heart going into tachycardia, and we knew we were gonna be in there for a while." – Becca could feel herself getting sick. – "Now, we gave him a blood transfusion, checked for internal damage and found that the bullet had grazed his liver. After taking care of that, we were about to close him up when he flat lined. We managed to bring him back and close him up without anymore incidents. He's been taken into a private room and as soon as he's all set up, a nurse will come out to get you."