I do not own any of the characters except the ones I create. No copyright infringement intended. For entertainment purposes only. Any misinformation about anything in the story, Hawaiian, medical or otherwise is all mine. Can't blame it on anyone else, dang it!

Even though I lived in Hawaii when I was 5 going on 6, I don't think that gives me any advantage in writing an Hawaii 5-0 story. Wish it did. :-)

Thanks to Storyfan101 for being willing to beta (in all ways!) my first foray into writing for the Fanfiction community. If it wasn't for one of her reviews for Retribution by Irene Claire, I might not have ever had the courage to try this. Her take on Catherine's part in Hawaii 5-0 got me thinking about this story in the first place. Anddddd… she and I are both very picky about spelling mistakes, so beware! If there are any, it would crush both of us! LOL

Also, Storyfan101 is Canadian and I am from the U.S., so there may be some slight variations in languaging. If you see "honor" or "honour," for example, both are correct. I'm trying for consistency and using the U.S. version, but if we miss one or two, it's not the end of the world, okay?

Enjoy!

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Prologue

Danny walked in his front door, sighing as he dropped his keys, followed by his badge and gun, on the table inside the door. Toeing off his shoes he then made his way to his kitchen in his stocking feet. The refrigerator contents didn't hold much appeal. He hadn't had time to go grocery shopping this week, although come to think of it, he could have done it yesterday during the day. Smirking, he shrugged that thought off as he pawed through the refrigerator looking for anything semi-fresh to eat. The one thing that was always fresh was the beer he kept stocked. Picking up a bottle, he popped the top while simultaneously kicking the refrigerator door shut with his foot. Moving to his living room, he plopped himself down on the couch, retrieved his cell phone from his pocket and one-handedly dialed for pizza delivery. Temporarily placing his beer on the table, he picked up the TV remote and absentmindedly flicked the TV on. Lost in his thoughts he didn't even pay attention to what was on.

Steve had made Catherine a bona fide member of 5-0 today. Danny had smiled at her and welcomed her to the fold. He needed to be professional and after all it was Steve's decision, not his. Catherine had her skills, but Danny was concerned about the potential conflict of interest that could affect the team. Having Catherine in his bed AND in his working life, Steve couldn't be stupid enough not to see the potential problems that could cause. How objective could Steve be? NOT! In Danny's opinion. Danny really wanted this to work… or did he? He had such mixed emotions. He liked Catherine, he really did. He just didn't know if he liked her as part of 5-0. God he missed Kono.

Danny kicked himself as he took another swig of his beer. He was being selfish. Catherine had helped them out so many times while in Naval Intelligence. God knows Steve owes her big time. She had just gone through a tough time leaving the Navy and then having her new boss, AKA ex-boyfriend, killed while on her first assignment working with him. That had to majorly suck, Danny thought, instantly feeling badly for Catherine and guilty for his thoughts. He realized, too, that without Kono right now, it might be good to have a female's perspective on the team to balance all the testosterone.

Then there was Steve himself. It's really kind of nice that Steve was getting over his relationship issues, Catherine becoming less of a once-in-a-while convenience to something more. Danny felt he could take at least some credit for that. After all, he had taught Steve how to let down his guard, become a part of a team and not the Lone Ranger that he was so used to being. Danny liked to think that he had played a major part in making Super SEAL more human. He smiled. Of course, Grace had played a role, too, in humanizing the SEAL. Watching Steve with Grace was heart-warming. You would have thought that Steve had 50 kids from the way he was with Grace. Gracie, as Steve liked to call her, brought out a side of the SEAL that was very sweet, very special to both Grace and her father. Steve had become less one-dimensional for sure and he had been there for Danny on more than one occasion.

Maybe Danny should just let it go. Maybe Catherine being a formal part of 5-0 would work out just fine. Maybe he was worrying for nothing. Maybe…

Sighing again, Danny told his overactive mind to just shut up and let him enjoy some dumb ass comedy on TV that took him out of reality for a while…

*H-5-0*

~to be continued~