Familial Betrayal

Spies and Their Horrible Lies

Danny stood in shock. There she was, clear as day; Steve's mom. Doris had been gone for months and no matter how hard Steve looked for her or how many resources and contacts he exhausted she never turned up anywhere...until now.

"How did you find me Danny..."

Danny cocked an eyebrow.

"Find you? I didn't find you Doris, I wasn't even looking for you, I came to make sure Wo Fat went into the ground and to see who wanted to have a funeral for him in the first place...what are you doing here?"

Doris looked down to where Wo Fat's body had now been fully lowered into the ground. She looked back up at Danny wiping the tears off her face.

Why the hell was she crying? Danny wasn't sure he wanted to know the answer to that.

"I don't have time to explain myself to you."

"Oh, you don't have time...well, I'm sure you'll have time to explain to Steve."

Doris's eyes went wide.

"No...Steve can't know I was here."

Danny shook his head, he was so sick and tired of this, Steve deserved better than this. Danny knew the only way to make her stay, to make her see Steve was to tell her what had happened with Steve and Wo Fat.

"You should go see him Doris, he's in the hospital, he just woke up from a coma, Wo Fat –"

"I know..."

Danny raised his eyebrows and stuck his neck forward. For a second he had thought he heard wrong.

"Excuse me...you know what?"

Doris looked down at the ground.

"I know everything that happened to Steve, everything Wo Fat did, everything your brother did..."

Danny's heart suddenly sank at the thought of Matt and how he had set Steve up.

"So you watch the news, good for you Doris." Danny was annoyed.

"It wasn't from the news...I have my sources."

Danny rolled his eyes, "Of course you do."

"How long have you been on the island?"

Doris looked to the ground.

"About two weeks."

Two weeks...they had found Steve about 2 weeks ago.

"You've been here this entire time? Why the hell didn't you come to see Steve?"

Doris grabbed Danny's arm and dragged him further away from the funeral so that they weren't going to be heard. She knew she was about to go all in with Danny, no holds bar. She knew how close her son and Danny were and how protective Danny was of Steve.

"I couldn't." Doris let go of Danny's arm once she was sure they were far away enough.

Danny's eyes went wide as he raised his eyebrows.

"You couldn't? What the hell do you mean you couldn't? Steve was in a coma, didn't you think that maybe, just maybe, having his mother, who he has been searching for for months, by his side would help him wake up, help him fight to stay alive? How could you not come see him!"

Danny was livid.

"It wasn't safe Danny..."

"Wasn't safe...wasn't safe...and THIS, being here at Wo Fat's funeral where his father is, is safe?!" Danny's arms were flying rampant.

"No, of course not."

"So let me get this straight...you didn't come to see your OWN son who was fighting for his life in the hospital but you came to say your goodbyes to Wo Fat, who by the way is responsible for putting your son in said a coma...what the hell is wrong with you."

Tears sprung to Doris' eyes and Danny was glad. He was glad that she felt terrible.

"Why are you even here Doris? And why do you look like you just lost someone you loved?"

The look on Doris' face made Danny's heart stop.

"Who the hell is Wo Fat to you huh? We know he's not your son 'cause Steve had a DNA test run,"

Doris' eyes shot up at that statement.

"He what..."

"What? Are you really that surprised? You let Wo Fat go when you had a chance to shoot him, you were the only one who visited him in Colorado when he was in the maximum security jail, you've been lying to Steve his entire life, you have to know that he'd assume the worst?"

Doris just nodded and looked back down at the ground.

"You never answered my question...who is he to you, why do you seem to care so much about him, why the hell are you crying over him?"

Doris swallowed the lump in her throat.

"I uh, I'm just crying because I'm happy he's finally dead, after all the grief he's caused my family."

Danny shook his head.

"Steve was right, for a spy you're an incredibly terrible liar. You're not crying because you're relieved or happy, you're crying because you're upset, but what I don't get is why? Why do you care about Wo Fat so much, why is he so important to you?"

Doris looked up at Danny as her expression changed.

"This is none of your business Daniel."

Danny narrowed his eyes as he clenched his teeth.

"None of my business? Are you kidding me? I was the one who was with Steve when we walked into that trap that your precious Wo Fat set for him, I had to leave Steve in that warehouse with Wo Fat, I lost my damn mind trying to find Steve, I became the bad guy when Wo Fat mentally tortured Steve, I was the one who had to watch him die twice on the table and be revived, so don't you dare tell me that this is none of my business. Steve is my family, so when someone tortures him because of a vendetta they have against you, it becomes my business."

Doris looked up at Danny and the conviction and love in his eyes made her heart skip a beat. Danny loved her son so much.

Doris looked down and started to walk away from Danny.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?"

"I'm leaving, it's not safe here, and don't think about taking me to see Steve, it'll only put him in more danger."

Danny looked at her. He wanted to put her in cuffs and take her back to the station, have Steve finally get the answers he had been searching for for years, but the thought of putting Steve in more danger was not something he was willing to do, so he let her walk away.

"And Daniel," Doris turned around and looked at Danny.

"Thank you, I know we've had our differences and I know how much you probably hate me right now, but thank you, I couldn't have asked for a better brother for my son," she smiled a sad smile and walked off into the distance.

Danny stood there frozen in that one spot and as he stared at the back of the woman who had hurt her son more times than he could count, he prayed that Steve would forgive him for letting her walk away again.

Danny had told Chin everything that had happened and that he was headed back to the hospital to talk to Steve.


Danny pulled up to the hospital parking lot, parked his car and sat there gripping the steering wheel. Danny was at a loss for words. His shock had soon turned to anger and the resentment he felt towards Steve's mother was threatening to take over.

She had known that Steve had been in a coma, had known that Steve could possibly die and she hadn't even bothered to show up, what kind of a mother did that? He would almost understand if she had stayed away all together to stay in hiding, but the fact that she had showed up to Wo Fat's funeral out in the open spoke volumes. He didn't know how he was going to tell Steve, he had been through enough, the last thing he wanted to do was break his partner's heart even more.

Danny composed himself, took a deep breath, got out of the car, and headed for the hospital doors.

As he walked into Steve's room, Steve quickly looked up.

"Was it his father?"

"Hey to you too Steve."

Steve smiled.

"Sorry buddy, hi, was it his father?"

Danny looked down at the ground.

"Yeah it was."

Steve looked off into the distance as if planning his next line of attack.

"Okay, we need to dig up everything we can find about his father, seeing as my mom meant to kill him when she killed Wo Fat's mother, the apple obviously didn't fall far from the tree."

Steve's mother.

Danny swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat. Steve didn't miss this.

"Danno, you okay?"

Danny looked up at Steve.

"Uh Steve, there's something I need to –"

Danny's confession was cut short as Steve groaned in pain as he grabbed his ribs.

"Steve?! Steve, are you okay?!" Danny was hovering over Steve as he placed one hand on Steve's arm.

"Y-yeah, just get these sharp jolts of pain eve-ry now and then, that's all," Steve spoke as the pain started to subside.

"Does Dr. Connor know?"

"Yes I know," Dr. Connor came up from behind Danny. "It's not something to really worry about, with the broken ribs it's bound to happen from time to time. But you should really rest Commander, you've had a few of those today, you're not going to heal if you don't rest."

Danny looked over at Steve concerned.

"I'm fine Danno," then looking over at Dr. Connor, "I'll rest in a bit I promise, Danny just wanted to tell me something."

"It can wait Steve, you should rest."

"Are you sure, it seemed important."

Danny shook his head.

"Trust me it's not as important as your recovery, we'll talk later. You get some rest, I'm going to call Chin and Kono and tell them to see what they can dig up on Wo Fat's father."

"Okay, you're staying though right?"

Danny smiled.

"Of course babe, I'm not leaving this hospital without you."

Steve smiled back and closed his eyes.

Danny got to the door and turned around and looked at Steve. There was no way he was telling Steve about his mother until he was stronger. He'd be damned if he let Doris McGarrett jeopardize Steve's recovery.


The first thing Danny noticed when he woke up was the bright sun glaring through Steve's hospital room windows, the second thing he noticed was Steve staring at him.

"Rise and shine sleeping beauty, it's about time you woke up!"

Danny looked at his watch 6:05am.

"It's only 6 why do you look like a child hopped up on candy?" Danny straightened in his chair and he wiped the drool falling out of the side of his mouth.

"Did you forget what today is?"

It was way too early in the morning to think.

"Uh, Saturday?"

"Yes it's Saturday Daniel, what else?"

It finally clicked.

"Ah yes, it's the day they let the animal out of the cage."

A huge grin spread across Steve's face.

"I'm in too good of a mood to be insulted by that comment."

"Of course you are," Danny laughed.

Steve had filled out his discharge papers around 10am and after getting thorough instructions from Dr. Connor on Steve's recovery Danny wheeled Steve out in a wheelchair to the parking lot, with Steve protesting the whole way that he could walk. Once he helped Steve into the car they drove back to Steve's place.

As Steve stepped into his house a sudden sense of warmth and comfort filled his entire being. There was something about this house that put Steve at peace.

Chin and Kono had gone out grocery shopping earlier that day so the kitchen was stocked with food.

"I'm making a sandwich, you want one?" Danny looked over at Steve who he had placed on the couch, ordering him to sit there and not move.

"That'd be great Danno thanks," Steve smiled as he started to stand.

"EYYY, WHOA, what do you think you're doing?" Danny leaned over the counter.

"I'm just coming to sit on the kitchen table, I feel so far away over here?"

Danny rolled his eyes.

"Steven you are literally 10 feet away from me, I mean I know you love me and all but c'mon," Danny joked and then turned serious. "Seriously, please just sit down before you pop a stitch or something."

It was Steve's turn to roll his eyes.

"You're so dramatic Danny."

"No no, when it comes to you, Super Seal, it's not dramatic, it's fact, trust me I know from experience."

Steve smirked and ignored that comment as he sat down on the kitchen table.

Steve watched as Danny was making the sandwiches and he smiled. Despite the debacle that was his life, everything that had happened in the last few weeks had made one thing very clear to him; he had the world's greatest best friend and brother.


The first night Danny was awoken by the sound of screams coming from Steve's room. When he ran up he could see Steve tossing and turning as if he was wreathing in pain. At first he had thought that Steve was in actual physical pain from his injuries but as he got closer he could see that Steve was asleep – he was having a nightmare.

"Stop...I don't know where Doris is...arghhh...please...stop"

Danny's heart dropped to his stomach.

"Steve, babe, wake up," Danny lightly jostled Steve back to the land of the conscious.

Steve looked up at Danny with groggy eyes.

"D-anny..."

"Yeah babe, it's me, you're having a nightmare."

Danny sat on the edge of Steve's bed.

It took a second for Steve to comprehend what Danny was saying, but then he looked around and noticed that he was in his bedroom in his bed and it hit him what Danny was saying.

"Oh..."

"It's okay Steve, after everything you've been through, it's only normal to have nightmares about it," Danny smiled a sad smile.

Steve looked at Danny then looked away.

"Yeah..."

Danny knew that there was no point asking Steve about his nightmare, it was pretty self explanatory, he was being tortured by Wo Fat. Steve still had never talked about what it was like down there, what being tortured was like, and as much as Danny wanted Steve to open up to him, to confide in him, he knew it was something that Steve had to do on his own time, when he was ready.

So instead of questioning Steve, Danny crawled into bed next to him; there was more than enough room for the two of them and he knew Steve wasn't going to fall back asleep any time soon.

"Ninja movie marathon?" Danny smiled as he looked at Steve.

A huge smile spread across Steve's face.

"Are you serious? I thought you didn't like those?"

"I don't not like them, they just wouldn't be my first choice when it comes to movies, but because I'm such an amazing friend, I'm willing to watch countless hours of them with you."

Steve smiled as he looked over at Danny.

"You really are something you know that Danno," and Steve sincerely meant that.

Danny smiled as he grabbed the remote, put his arm around Steve, and turned on Steve's PVR pressing play on the first ninja movie that he had recorded.


The second night the roles were reversed as it was Danny who had the nightmare.

Steve had woken up around 2am from another nightmare and being unable to go back to sleep he made his way downstairs.

Steve sat down on the chair beside the couch Danny was sleeping on and was about to close his eyes when he heard Danny talking in his sleep.

"Don't...please."

Steve turned his attention to his sleeping partner.

"Please...don't...no...no...no...please...stop."

Steve cringed as he thought Danny was having a nightmare about being tortured. It wasn't until the next outburst that Steve knew that Danny wasn't dreaming about himself being tortured.

"Stop! Don't hurt him, please, take me, just leave him alone!"

Steve sat up a little straighter in his chair.

"Stop! Please! God, Steve...I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry..."

Steve had heard enough, he got up and took the few steps over to the couch.

"Danny, wake up buddy, you're having a nightmare," Steve slightly shook Danny's shoulder.

"I'm so sorry Steve, I'm so sorry..."

"Danny, wake up"

Danny jolted awake. He was breathing heavy as he tried to take in his surroundings.

"Hey buddy, it's okay you were just having a nightmare."

Danny looked up at Steve and the look in his eyes broke Steve's heart.

"Steve..."

"Yeah, it's me man, you were just having a bad dream Danno."

Danno.

That nickname coming out of Steve's mouth right now eased a bit of the torment inside Danny's mind.

Danny sat upright and swung his legs off the couch. He rubbed his right hand down his face, stopping over his mouth as he looked at the ground.

"Want to tell me what that was about?" Steve sat on the coffee table in front of Danny.

Danny shook his head.

"No."

"Danny, you can't bottle this inside, what's going on, what were you dreaming about?"

Danny swallowed the lump in his throat and looked back at the ground. Steve wasn't sure if Danny was actually going to talk or not until...

"We were back in the warehouse, everything played out exactly as it had a few weeks ago with Matt and Wo Fat, except this time...uh..."

Danny choked up as he thought about what happened next in his dream.

"It's okay Danno, I'm right here, I'm okay," Steve laid a reassuring hand on Danny's knee, urging him to continue.

Danny looked up at Steve and the anguish Steve saw in his partner's eyes took his breath away.

"Except this time, Wo Fat did the torturing in the warehouse. Matt had tied me up, I couldn't move, I couldn't help you, I couldn't do anything but stand there and watch as Wo Fat..."

Danny choked up again. He didn't want to go into details, he couldn't.

"He stabbed you and you started bleeding out and I just had to stand there and watch as you..."

Danny couldn't finish that sentence, and Steve didn't need him to, he could figure out what happened next.

"You know what the kicker is, I've had this exact same nightmare two nights in a row," Danny shook his head trying to clear the images from his head.

Steve looked at Danny with wide eyes.

"Why didn't you tell me about them?"

"Because it's ridiculous, YOU shouldn't be comforting me, I'm not the one who had to go through all of that."

Steve cocked his head to the side.

"Danny we've been through this before man, you're recovering from this just as much as I am, if not more. We're in this together Danno," Steve squeezed Danny's shoulder. "No more secrets okay? If you have a nightmare you tell me okay?"

Danny looked up at Steve.

No more secrets.

When Danny looked away without giving an answer Steve knew there was something else that Danny was holding back on.

"What is it?"

"What?"

"Danny, I know something else is on your mind, what is it man?"

Danny looked at the ground, he knew he couldn't keep this from Steve any longer; he had a right to know.

"Remember when I came back from Wo Fat's funeral, I had wanted to tell you something right before you got that jolt of pain and Dr. Connor walked in?"

"Yeah...the thing you said wasn't important?"

Danny nodded.

"Yeah...that..."

"It was important wasn't it?"

Danny nodded.

"Yeah...it was...uh..."

Danny didn't know how to say this. How do you tell your best friend that his mother didn't come to see him when he was dying but went to see the man responsible for him almost dying.

"Danny what is it man?"

Danny swallowed the lump in his throat.

"Wo Fat's father wasn't the only one at the funeral," Danny looked up at Steve.

"Okay, well I mean I figured as much, I knew he must have other family too."

"Not family Steve," Danny took a deep breath, here goes nothing. "Your mother was there."

The instant look of pain in Steve's eyes tore at Danny's heart, Steve didn't deserve this, any of it.

"My mother..."

"Yeah, Chin and I had our binoculars and were looking down at the funeral and everyone in attendance when I noticed something to the side. It looked like your mother but I couldn't be sure so I ran down to where I saw her standing and sure enough, there she was."

"Wait...you were that close to her?"

"Yeah."

"Why didn't you bring her back?!" Steve's voice was a lot harsher than he had intended but he was surprisingly angry at Danny. How could he not bring her back, Danny knew how hard he been looking for his mother for over a year.

Danny pulled back a bit.

He looked Steve in the eyes, hoping that what he was about to say next would make him understand why he did what he did.

"I wanted to Steve, believe me man I wanted to cuff her and bring her in to see you, but she said if I did that I would only be putting you in more danger, and after everything that had happened, I just...I couldn't stand the thought of something happening to you because she was around, so I let her walk away. I'm sorry I had to let her go but I'm not sorry for looking out for you, I won't apologize for that."

Steve looked at Danny and his anger quickly dissipated. Danny had been through hell the past few weeks and had to watch him die, if the roles were reversed he knew he would've done exactly what Danny had done.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you, I know you were only trying to protect me."

Danny let out a sigh of relief, which was short lived when Steve started asking more questions.

"Why was she there?"

Danny looked away from Steve and then to the ground.

"She said she wanted to see for herself that the man who had tortured her family for years was finally dead..."

Steve scoffed.

"God she's horrible at lying."

"Yeah, that's what I told her." Then after a second. "Steve, she was crying..."

Steve's heart started to beat faster.

"And not tears of happiness or joy, it was the sad kind, like she had lost someone important to her..."

"What the hell man, who the hell is Wo Fat to her?"

Danny shook his head.

"I don't know Steve, I asked her the same thing, but she never gave me a straight answer."

"How did she even hear about the funeral if she was out of town this whole time?"

Danny cringed, this was the part he was dreading the most.

"She's uh, she's actually been in town for 2 weeks, since we found you."

Steve's eyes went wide.

"What..."

"Yeah."

Steve looked down at the ground then back up at Danny.

"Did you tell her about Wo Fat, about Matt?"

Danny clenched down on his teeth and then released it.

"I didn't have to...she knew Steve, she had known the entire time."

Danny could see the wheels turning in Steve's head.

"She was here while I was in a coma? She knew I was in a coma?"

Danny nodded.

"She said she wanted to come see you but it was too dangerous."

Steve's eyes widened as he raised his eyebrows.

"Too dangerous? So she could go to Wo Fat's funeral out in the open but it's too dangerous to sneak into a hospital to see her own son who was fighting for his life?!"

Danny's heart shattered at the anguish in Steve's voice and the tears in his eyes.

"I know...I said the exact same thing to her, she didn't have anything to say back to that."

Steve shook his head.

"Of course she didn't," Steve was fuming.

He was furious and hurt and all he wanted to do was shut the world out. His own mother knew that he was in the hospital, knew that he could die, and she didn't bother to show up, didn't bother to tell him she loved him, didn't bother to tell him to fight. And that same mother had thought it was more important to say goodbye to the man who had killed his father and tortured him not once, but twice. He had never felt so betrayed in his life. Matt had nothing on Doris.

Steve could feel his walls breaking down and he didn't want Danny to see this, so he stood up to walk away but he realized he stood up too quickly as a wave of pain went coursing through his body.

Steve grabbed his ribs.

"Argh!"

"Steve!" Danny jumped off the couch and grabbed a hold of Steve's arm as he lowered him onto the chair.

"Easy...easy."

Steve took some deep breaths as the pain started to subside.

"Steve, you gotta be careful man, you're still recovering."

"I know..."

Steve sat there as he looked at the ground like he was a million miles away.

"I'm really sorry Steve, I'm sorry that your mom is hurting you yet again, you deserve so much better than that, than her."

Steve looked up at Danny and Steve's child like voice made Danny want to rip Doris apart.

"I don't get it man, why is he so important to her? She obviously came back to town for him, to say goodbye to him, hell she was crying over him, I ran that DNA test, he's not her son, so who the hell is he and why's is he more important to her than her own son?"

Danny's heart shattered for the umpteenth time. He hated Doris McGarrett, he hated her more than he ever thought possible.

"I don't know babe, I'm just as confused as you," Danny looked up at Steve. "But we're going to find out, you're not alone in this Steve. As long as I'm here you're never going to be alone in this, or anything else for that matter. And one way or another, we'll get to the bottom of this, we'll get you all your answers, I promise you that partner."

Steve looked at Danny and saw the myriad of emotions in his partner's eyes; the determination to get Steve answers, the pain from having Steve be hurt again by Doris, the love he so clearly had for Steve, someone he considered a brother, and Steve knew right then and there that no matter what had happened in the past and no matter what was going to happen from this moment forward, Danny was the only family he was ever going to need.

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