Disclaimer: Nothing related to Hawaii Five-0 belongs to me. I'm just having some fun with Steve and Danno.


It's That Face Again!

By: Vanessa Sgroi

"You're doing the whole aneurysm face again," observed Danny Williams.

"Will you stop saying that!" Steve McGarrett muttered, glare firmly in place as he stalked toward his car.

Danny followed. "What? I'm just trying to be a good partner."

"Yeah, right." McGarrett snorted, sliding neatly into the driver's seat.

"I am! See, this is me being a good partner. Every time I see that face, I feel compelled to point it out."

Steve rolled his eyes. "Well, don't."

"So you admit you frequently make aneurysm face."

"No!" Steve growled, gunning the engine.

"C'mon. Steely eyes? Check. Red cheeks? Check. Gritted teeth? Check. All the signs are there."

"I swear to God, if you don't shut up," McGarrett huffed, "I am going to pull over and kick you out of the car!"

"No, you won't. You wouldn't do that to a guy with a bad knee and a cane." Danny lifted the item in question and waved it around.

"Try me."

"Is it the aneurysm thing? 'Cause I could change it to something like, I dunno, 'Friday the 13th' face…or, ooohhh, I know—Freddy Krueger face!"

The car screeched to a stop by the side of the road. McGarrett turned to his partner and lifted a finger. "One more word—just one more word."

"Seriously—is it your sister again?"

Steve ran a hand down his face. "You're unbelievable, you know that?" He pulled back out on the road. "Completely unbelievable."

"I'm unbelievable? I'M unbelievable? I'm not the one who got his partner shot, drove a car onto a boat—"

"I'm buying earplugs. An entire box of earplugs. So I don't have to listen to your litany."

"Good. I'll give you a paper bag to wear too. That way I don't have to see that face."

Steve swerved somewhat erratically to avoid some debris blowing across the road.

Danny gripped the dashboard tightly. "And it'll give me a chance to drive us wherever we're going in a totally non-insane fashion."

FIN