A/N 1: This fic is a sequel to Intimacy and part two of A Two Way Street. Though I would definitely recommend reading Intimacy first, I don't think it's necessary, and you should be fine if you haven't read it.

A/N 2: As with Intimacy, I have all of this written, so I will mostly be updating every day. As for the length, this currently stands at 19 000 words, and will probably increase as I edit and post.

A/N 3: Before we start, I want to say that I'm going to conveniently ignore all the trouble with Danny's brother, just because I don't think it will contribute all that much to this story.

A/N 4: Also, I know that the American way to spell this is judgment rather than judgement, but I figured I'm British, so I spelled it how I would normally spell it.

Right, now all that's over with, get reading...!

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judg·ment

noun

1. an act or instance of judging.

2. the ability to judge, make a decision, or form an opinion objectively, authoritatively, and wisely, especially in matters affecting action; good sense; discretion: a man of sound judgment.

3. the demonstration or exercise of such ability or capacity: The major was decorated for the judgment he showed under fire.

4. the forming of an opinion, estimate, notion, or conclusion, as from circumstances presented to the mind: Our judgment as to the cause of his failure must rest on the evidence.

5. the opinion formed: He regretted his hasty judgment.

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It's been only two days since Danny and the team rescued Steve from the clasp of a group of criminals hoping to establish a long-term hostage situation, and the ex-SEAL still has the scars to show for it. Danny watches his face for almost twenty minutes as the sun begins to rise, slowly casting more and more light onto Steve's bruised face. In contrast to the aesthetic changes, Steve looks calm and content as he sleeps, the rise and fall of his chest even and deep, his slumber undisturbed by the safety and comfort that Danny's presence provides.

"Stop staring at me," he says, catching Danny off guard. He's been watching unashamedly for the past half an hour now, reluctant to wake Steve after the disaster that had thoroughly worn him out.

His head propped up by his hand; Danny pauses for a second before responding. "That a special SEAL magic trick?" he mocks.

A hint of a smile crosses Steve's face, but his eyes remain closed. "That's funny." There are another few moments of quiet, and Danny still makes no effort to move. Finally, Steve opens his eyes, adjusting to the light before looking into the eyes of his boyfriend. They've been together two months, and Danny has spent so much of his time in the McGarrett home that he is unable to remember the last visit to his apartment. Grace has known pretty much from the start, and so having her stay with them both has been no problem. The rest of the island had to wait until the day of Steve's kidnap to learn of their relationship, but the couple are enjoying the restored honesty in their friendships with the other half of the Five-0 taskforce. "Shouldn't you be gone already?" Steve asks as he looks into the fond eyes of his partner.

Danny bites down on his lower lip. "Hey, babe. Are you sure this is a good idea? I mean, it's only been a couple of days."

Steve lets out a sigh and pinches the bridge of his nose before settling his arms above the blanket that covers them. He props himself up on his elbow to level with the man in his bed. "Danny," he warns. "Please, will you just go? The governor has ordered us to take the next week off anyway, you may as well go to the mainland now." Danny's eyes are still full of concern for his injured lover. "You heard the doc; no internal injuries, no lasting damage. I have my meds, I have my bed, just go. I'll be fine."

Though Danny may never have explicitly said so, Steve knows that leaving him alone isn't his only worry. He's also nervous that his mother and father will somehow find out about his new relationship; something that may…upset them, seeing as Danny is only a few years out of a marriage to a woman. They haven't discussed whether the detective will tell his parents, but Steve is leaving it up to him.

Danny simply frowns at his partner, although his apparent demeanour is doing a lot to ease Danny's worries; Steve is looking good this morning. The object of his affection reads the expression of indecision on his face, and swiftly pushes himself forwards to initiate a kiss. It's long and passionate, and it's not until Steve physically pushes Danny towards the edge of the bed that he gets up.

"Okay, okay. I'm going. No need to act so eager to get me out the house." As Danny stands there in nothing but a pair of boxer-briefs, Steve can't help but taunt him.

"Yeah, well my girlfriend will be round in a bit, and having you here might ruin the mood." Danny nods his head, giving clear indication that he's already struggling with leaving Steve alone – though for an entirely different reason – and there's no need to make it even harder than it already is.

Danny turns to his back to the bed and pulls on a pair of jeans and a grey tee, wrapping a khaki jacket quickly around himself before he heads to the bathroom. Now too late and too unconcerned with shaving, he brushes his teeth and packs a few toiletries into the top of the holdall that lies by the bedroom door, finding Steve in the exact same position he had been in when Danny had left the room a few minutes ago. He tugs on Steve's shoulder, forcing him to swivel his body and enabling Danny to lean down to him. Their lips meet, spreading a feeling of warmth throughout their bodies as each refuses to let the other go. Their tongues entwine, and their hands explore each other's bodies until finally Steve pushes him away.

He glances at the clock sitting on the beside table. "The flight departs at eight o'clock, right? You have an hour and a half. Go!" With one conclusive peck on the lips, Danny nods and picks up his cell from the floor.

"Jersey is five hours ahead, I'll call when I can," he yells as he grabs the bag from beside the door, and swiftly leaves the house.

A/N: So there's the first chapter. For anyone worrying that Steve will be absent for this fic, don't fret; our favourite twosome will be reunited shortly.