Danny knew he should never have agreed to this. He just had a gut feeling that something bad would happen. But instead of trusting his gut he went along with Steve on this little 'adventure' and now as he sat against the tree, his dying partner in his lap he struggled against his own body's desire to sleep.
It had been almost 48 hours since their plane crashed, but no one probably even knew they were even missing yet...Jesus Christ why didn't he listen to his gut, his instincts were seldom wrong.

Danny looked down at Steve, so pale, struggling with every breath he took, and he whispered, "I'm sorry Steve..."

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It all started Friday morning. Danny and Rachel were fighting and he was depressed about not being able to see Gracie that weekend as he had planned.
"Danny, I'm sorry man. I know this is upsetting"
"Damn right, it's downright depressing Steven! I understand that now that Gracie has a baby brother there are going to be events she needs to, and that she wants to, be at...but it's my time..."

"Yeah, I know...but I hate to tell you this partner as she gets older her time is even going to get tighter...she'll have friends, boyfriends..."

"WHOA, WHOA there buddy. She's eight years old! Let's not be talking about boyfriends alright!"

Steve glanced at Danny and grinned, "Sorry Danno"

"Let's just stop talking about this now okay...enough...like I said, it's depressing"

Danny leaned over and turned the radio on rolling his eyes as the old tune, 'Sexy Eyes' blared through the speakers, "This day just gets better and better"

He was very quiet most of the day and at six o'clock they were the only two left in the office. Steve came into his office smiling broadly.
"And what my friend, you're so happy about?"
"Danny have I got plans for us for the weekend!"
"Really? I was planning on sitting in my dark apartment, watching depressing love stories and getting drunk. You're here to ruin those plans for me?"

"Yes sir I am! Let's say we go grab a couple of drinks and dinner, on me of course and I will give you all the details"
Danny mumbled, "Dear God, I can't wait for this"

They sat sipping their beers as Steve grinned at his partner,
"Alright, enough with the goofy grin...spill it"
"I talked to a friend this afternoon and he agreed to fly us to a little island that my dad took me to when I was a kid"

"So what, we're going camping?"
"Well yeah, camping and hiking. Remember the ancient writing on the rocks I showed you last year? This place has hundreds of small caves with these symbols carved into the walls, it's amazing Danny"
"You mean when you damn near killed yourself falling off the cliff?"

"It wasn't that bad Danny"
"Not that bad, YOU FELL OFF A CLIFF, a LARGE rock hit you in the face and you broke your arm! If I remember it right, I saved your life"

Steve continued to grin, "I think your being slightly dramatic here my friend"
"DRAMATIC! Steven all you do is bring drama to my life!"
"And you love it babe"
"You have got to be the most irritating person alive"
"Oh Danny, that hurts"

"I know you're trying to cheer me up, and I do appreciate it...but I don't know Steve...I got a bad feeling about this...how about a nice relaxing baseball game, huh?"
"Come on buddy, it'll do you good. Nice fresh air, beautiful landscape and peace and quiet...what could possibly go wrong?"