For those who cry.
Hi guys. So this is my first H5O fanfic. I am more of a Davey fan writer, hence the name. I love our two boys much so i decided to give this a go. Inspired by Sam and Dean Winchester, particulary supernatural 3-11. I see Mcdanno in the same category as Sam and Dean, Michael and Linc. They may not be blood brothers but they will do anything to save each other. No greater love right? This is a multi-chapter so stay tuned.
P.S- This is not a death fic, I promise. Well sorta', not sure yet. I do promise a lot of Danny wump wump wump and Steve angst angst angst angstxxxxxx. I think its his turn now. Sam Wichester will tell him, "it aint funny!"
Enjoy.
Do review and let me know what you think.
"What about this is funny to you Steven."Danny asks turning slightly on his seat to look at Steve who is pretending to focus on the road as he is driving, his lips pressed very tightly together showing that he is trying very hard not burst out laughing. They are coming from a drug bust, which was very successful by the way. Nobody got hurt. Well, except for the bad guys of course. But he wouldn't be Danny if he didn't try to start up a cargument now would he. And it almost always consists of him accusing Steve of trying to get him killed. This time he is on a roll. Danno is pissed, what's new.
"You literary can't behave like a human being ha Steve? You can't- can't behave like a normal human being for one day, just one day!"
"Danny what are you yelling about ha? We got the guy didn't we? And you're sitting here yelling at me that's got to mean you're still alive right?" Steve quips back
"Alive? Alive ! Ha!" Danny says throwing his arms around as he demonstrates and Steve waits for the tirade to begin. Well he asked for it. He had literary asked for it by baiting Danny with that alive quip.
"Alive. Steven, the guy had a gun to my head! My head!" Danny snorts and continues "I had Mollero, I had him. But you...no you had to MacGyver your way in there and do what you do best. Put my live in danger, you animal! I swear to God Steven Mcgarrett you're going to be the death of me. Just one of these days."
Oh you won't die Danny trust me. You may however be in need of a vital organ which I will gladly share with you. What do you know; I may have to give you half your liver back." Steve says with a smirk and a sideways glance at his partner, knowing he had just nicked another artery. He waits for it.
Danny takes a deep in preparation for the words that he is about to let lose out of his mouth but his phone rings just then. He holds up a 'just wait a moment' finger at Steve while he looks at the caller ID. His whole face changes completely at that moment and he answers the phone.
"Monkey hey!" he says with a bright smile to his daughter.
"Yeah monkey I know, I am actually on my way to pick you and Charley up. Just have to drop Uncle Steve off at a mental hospital and then I will be there to pick you up, ok?"
Steve just rolls his eye at Danny and smirks at that dig. "Just say hi to Gracie for me please." he says
"Uncle Steve says Hi Grace." Danny says then listens a little before bursting out laughing. "Yeah isn't he just." He says that with a sideways glance at Steve which makes Steve wonder suspiciously what these two say about him behind his back. Steve tries to grab the phone from him but Danny evades his attempts, still talking on the phone.
"Alright monkey, I love you." he says. He listens a little more "Yeah I am sure he loves you too." He says with another look at Steve before ending his conversation.
"Mental hospital ha?' Steve says
"Where you belong." Danny says back.
They are already stopping at Steve's house and he punches Danny on the shoulder playfully as he gets out of the vehicle.
"Ouch! Neanderthal animal!" Danny complaints, clutching his shoulder.
"Later Danno." Steve says as he watches Danny drive off. He sighs and lets himself into his house for a much needed rest. Tomorrow was another day.
...
He is huddled behind a vehicle taking cover from the bullets that have just started flying from the house they had gone to raid. No it wasn't a raid; at least it had not started like that. They had just come in to question a suspect. A suspect, by the way, who was not supposed to even own a bigger gun than the pistol he had supposedly murdered his girlfriend with. This was supposed to be one of the easy ones. But it's not one of those, no Sir. These guys must have all kinds of ammo. He and Danny had split up, Danny going round the house in case their suspect tried to run. This was way back when this was still a regular pep rough up. Way before this turned into a war zone. What was this guy into? Steve pulled out his phone and called for backup before crouching to the boot of the car to take a bigger gun and a vest. He takes a deep breath, bracing himself then he turns towards the house and started spraying bullets. He had not even noticed that by the time he was taking his AK from the boot the gun shots had stopped. In his rage he just started shooting, trigger happy. He has had it with these bastards. In his rage he doesn't see the figure clad in a blue shirt and tie coming with his hands held up. Only when his ammo is finished and he hears sirens of his backup approaching does he take a breath to calm down. He sees Kono coming to crouch at his side.
"Hey boss, you ok?" she asks concerned, looking around. "Where's Danny." She asks.
Danny, Danny , oh no where's Danny. Steve gets up from behind the car and rushes into the house; his heart is pounding with dread. He remembers, he remembers what happened and he is afraid of what he'll find. Kono, Chin and Lou are hot on his heels. The house now has bullet halls in the wall as if it belonged in a war torn country. Steve doesn't even notice any of this. Danny, Danny Danny, is all that's going on in his mind. He does not know if he is chanting it out loud or just in his head. There are bodies lined up as he enters the house. Danny must have got most of them from behind. He remembers the figure in blue in a haze, he pushes the image away. He sees bodies on the stairs, yeah Danny got those. He walks on and his heart stops as he sees a body lying just near the door. Blue shirt. Danny's shirt. No no no. He screams in his head and lets out a groan. Its Danny alright. He's lying face down but he'll know him anywhere. Steve kneels down beside him and tentatively turns him around. His blue eyes are staring right at him, not blinking. Pupils dilated. There is a hole on his forehead. The gun shot was clean and precise, a dead shot. The other Five-O members just stand there staring at the body. No one calls a bus, there is no need. A coroner maybe. There is no calling any one to confirm; even a child can pronounce Danny dead.
