No More Car Cashes

I am tiptoeing in the delicious world of Hawaii 5-0 slash. This is my first venture outside of Star Trek slash, a playground I love visiting and am not intending to leave. 

“Lieutenant Commander Steven J. Williams-McGarrett,” Danny said sternly as he followed Steve through the common area of the 5-0 offices. Steve’s long strides neither stopped nor slowed to indicate he was aware that Danny was calling after him.

Kono and Chin exchanged a look. They knew all too well that the more of Steve’s rank and name Danny used, the more pissed he was. The fully loaded rank and name bode ill for their boss and they edged closer to Steve’s door once he was in so they would not miss a word.

“Do not walk away from me when I am talking to you,” Danny said as he followed Steve into his office, using the same door Steve had used, not the one where Chin and Kono were lurking.

“If I wait for you to finish talking, I’ll never get anywhere,” Steve pointed out, turning to face Danny when they were both in Steve’s office.

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This. This is My Ohana

“So,” Mary said as she settled on the coffee table, facing her brother and her brother-in-law. She was in Hawaii for another visit, visits that had become more frequent since Steve and Danny had gotten married. Steve speculated that she felt more grounded with them married and Danny brought a sense of stability to her sometimes upside-down life. Whatever the reason, they were both happy for her to come and stay as long as she wanted. “I have an anniversary present for you.”

Steve and Danny exchanged a glance, a little surprised that she actually remembered the date. Their actual first anniversary wasn’t until Monday but they were fine with her bringing it up on Saturday, her first full day back with them.

“You got us a present?” Steve finally asked, the smile on his face as silly as it ever got. It was one only his family saw and would have shocked his enemies to their bones if they had ever glimpsed it.

“Well, sort of,” Mary said with a smile.

“Sort of?” Danny repeated, studying her. He knew how the McGarretts operated well enough to know she was up to something. His detective-sense wasn’t tingling so he was pretty sure that her sort-of present was not of the explosive kind although he figured Steve would prefer it.

“Actually, I’m your present,” she said.

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Gigantic Steve-Shaped Hole in My Heart

Danny had just fallen asleep after finally settling down John-John. He’d had a nightmare – at least that was Danny’s best guess. Since John was still non-verbal at 8 months old, it was a little difficult to determine exactly why he had woken up screaming. A warm bottle of milk and all the songs Danny could remember seemed to sooth John’s fears and he finally, finally went back to sleep.

Danny’s sleep was all too brief before being disrupted by the ringing of Steve’s cell phone. It wasn’t a ring tone he recognized which made him both very awake and very nervous. He frowned at Steve as he reached blindly for the phone, sitting straight up after glancing at the screen.

“Yes sir,” Steve said in his best Commander voice. “Right away, sir.” He listened for a minute before responding one last time and hanging up. If Danny hadn’t already known the content of the phone call, the look on Steve’s face told him everything he needed to know but didn’t want to.

Steve was already getting out of bed, not even trying to explain. Danny understood. He didn’t like it. In fact, he hated it. But he understood. That did not stop him from needing to rush over to their bathroom and lose everything in his stomach. He was glad now he had missed dinner because the vomiting could have been a lot worse.

“Hey, hey,” Steve said soothingly, caressing the back of Danny’s sweaty head. “I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

“How long?” Danny asked, squinting up at him, not sure he wanted the answer.

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Daddy is Not a Dolphin

Principal Greer looked through his window to see John Williams-McGarrett’s father striding up to the school. He suppressed a quiet sigh. When he had asked his secretary to call John’s father, he had specifically requested that she contact Detective Williams-McGarrett and not Commander Williams-McGarrett. And yet it was the Commander who was now entering the front door.

“Commander Williams-McGarrett,” Principal Greer said when his secretary had told him to go straight in.

“Principal Greer,” Steve replied, trying very hard to avoid aneurysm face, the one Danny claimed scared people senseless. It had been mostly a losing battle since he’d gotten the call that he needed to come to John’s school and meet with the principal.

“Please, have a seat,” Principal Greer invited, not wanting the Commander to loom over him, even from across his desk. Greer was relieved that the Commander had left his gun elsewhere, the concept of no guns in school finally getting through to him. It had taken the combined persuasiveness of the Principal and Danny for Steve to finally listen and enter the school unarmed. The Principal took it on faith that none of the pockets in Steve’s black cargo pants contained hand grenades or other forms of destructive weaponry.

Steve glanced down at the wooden chair the Principal had indicated, wondering briefly if a chair designed to hold a grade-schooler would bear his weight. Surely it was sturdier than it looked. Steve decided to chance it and lowered himself into the chair, glad it wasn’t made for the youngest kids. At least his knees weren’t directly beneath his chin. “Where is John?”

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Emma Greets Her Ohana

“Hey Danno,” Steve said, rubbing over Danny’s firm backside, marveling again how it fit perfectly in his hand. The sun streaming in the window was dancing off Danny’s golden skin, highlighting the peace-fuzz covering Danny’s ass. Danny’s ass might have been the tipping factor in making Steve fall completely in love with him. That and his never ending rants about the superiority of all things New Jersey. And his unyielding determination to maintain his “professionalism” at the cost of his comfort. His iron will that justice would be served and the world would be a safer place for Gracie and then John to grow up. Okay, everything about Danno had made Steve fall in love with him. But his ass. That was a bonus.

“Yeah Babe?” Danny asked, his cheek cushioned by his folded arms. His eyes had drifted closed but he knew Steve was still studying him from his position stretched out in the bed beside him. Steve loved watching Danny and most of the time Danny had no objections to the attention. Especially when those huge hands were touching him like they were at the moment.

“Do you think one of your sisters would have my baby?” Steve asked, leaning down to kiss across both shoulder blades.

“Mmm…” Danny responded, opening one eye to look up at him. “Probably.”

“Probably?” Steve laughed. “What kind of answer is that?”

“I’m not the boss of them, Steven. And when did we decide we wanted another baby?” Danny asked.

“I always kind of thought we’d have another one. So John didn’t grow up as a part-time only child,” Steve said.

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