Author's note: Ok so this is my first go at writing a story for here. I have a general idea and notes written out for where this story is going so I hope to keep it going/updating regularly and to keep the story making sense.
This is not set during any specific time in relation to the TV show, however, I may refer back to things that previously happened, and I may use information that I see in the upcoming episodes of this season.
I do not own the idea of Hawaii Five-0 or the characters.
Please enjoy and I hope to hear some feedback.
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Danny and Steve were on a boat at midnight, trying to get information from a suspect. Not another animalistic way of making suspects talk. Ok, so he gets results but it really is barbaric, although, it has been fun when I've had a go. But I can't let Steve know that his 'interrogation methods' have rubbed off on me. Danny thought, before deciding to try and get Steve to hurry up.
"Come on now, he can't tell you anything if he's eaten alive by God knows what in that sea!" Danny shouted at Steve, getting thoroughly frustrated he hadn't been listened to once again. He showed this frustration as he gestured over enthusiastically towards the sea.
"Come off it Danny, he's not gonna talk if we use your psycho-babble on him!" Steve, as per usual, being totally unreasonable.
"Hey, it is not psycho-babble. It is merely trying to get through to a guy who is not half dead! If we can find something to get to him…"
"Then we can use that information to break him down psychologically." Ok now he's mocking me. I hate when he does this. Danny thought as he huffed, "As I said, psycho-babble. When I've let you do your thing, how many times has that worked?" Danny was looking more annoyed as every second passed. He thought about not answering Steve as he knew where this was heading, but he thought the better of it.
"Well, the majority of the time", Danny answered, with a huff in his voice.
"And how many times have my methods got results?" Danny sighed and looked towards the sea as he muttered;
"Every time". Danny was getting more and more frustrated with his argument with Steve. "Ok so your way does work, but really my way should be used first. You know, interrogate, and then half kill him. Or maybe you don't want to give them the opportunity to give up the goods first." He decided to remind the ex-SEAL of why they were there, "You know, in case you had forgotten, we do have a man hanging onto an oar here. Should we maybe deal with that first so he has a chance to give us an answer" He started to say sarcastically. Steve's mind was suddenly back on the case in hand, not by any way forgetting his argument with Danny. But for now he had to get back to work.
"Ok you've been there for 15 minutes now. You want to talk or shall I just leave you out here all night? The sharks will be getting hungry soon". The wind was starting to pick up even more, making Steve have to shout even louder. The suspect, who was a 25 year old male known as Snake, had been dipped in the water earlier by Steve lowering the oar, and even though it was a warm summer's night, the air had a certain chill in it that did not make holding on easy. Snake thought about hanging on longer and trying to escape, but he suddenly came to realise that there would be no escape. This man seemed determined to get information out of him, and he saw that Steve would not be the kind of guy to bluff if he threatened Snake with something. He nodded his head to signal that he would talk. "Was that a yes? You want to be kept out here all night?" Snake knew that he was being facetious;
"No! I'll talk, just get me back on the boat!" Snake shouted, getting more worried as he thought he saw movement in the water below. He didn't believe there would be sharks around this specific area, but he didn't know the water that well to be sure. Steve slowly pulled the oar back over the edge of the boat and pulled Snake back on board. Danny immediately got his handcuffs out and secured the suspect's hands behind his back. As Steve and Danny knew they would get the answers they needed, they didn't bother asking Snake on the boat. They took him back to HQ in Danny's Camaro.
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As they got back to HQ they interrogated Snake and found that the leader of the drug ring was to be found on a plane coming in the next morning, well this morning as it was past 12. That would be simple enough to do, all they had to do was make a few phone calls and he would be intercepted on the plane and taken into custody.
Steve was sitting at his desk with his feet up as he finished the final phone call. He put the phone down on the receiver and sighed, putting his hands over his eyes. He felt thoroughly tired but knew that he would not get too much sleep tonight as it was already past 1am. Danny was through in his own office, trying to finish off some paperwork he had been meaning to do for the past two weeks. He needed them done by two days' time. Steve contemplated whether to wish Danny a good night and go home to get some much needed sleep, or whether he should keep Danny company for a while. Steve knew something had been bothering him for a while but he just never knew how to ask about it. Every time he tried to ask him about what the matter was, Danny would just shrug it off and find something else that needed urgent attention to change the subject.
"Leaving it all to the last minute again Danny?" Steve said, with a smile as he stood with one arm up in the doorway, holding two beers. Danny looked up and smiled at Steve. He knew that that was not a happy smile he was seeing and decided to sit down on a spare seat, dumping the two beers on the table.
"Yeah well, haven't really felt like paperwork. Now I HAVE to get it done so I may as well be doing it". Danny picked up a beer and took a couple of gulps before looking down at the paperwork again. I hope he doesn't want to stay too long. I just want to get this done and go home, he thought to himself.
"Listen; is there anything you want me to do to help? It'll mean you finish sooner". Steve hoped this would tempt him into being more talkative. Instead Danny just shook his head as he raised one hand to rest his forehead on. He realised this was not the best time to have a talk with Danny, so taking the hint Steve drank about half his bottle of beer quickly and stood up. "You can have the rest, I should be going." He stared for a moment at his stressed out partner and turned to leave.
Danny realised that he should be polite and thank Steve for the drink, "Thanks. For the beer I mean. Oh yeah and not actually killing that guy", he looked up and smiled for a brief moment before getting back to his work. Steve put up his hand, gesturing that it was no problem and walked out of the office. He paused for a moment in thought before picking up his phone from the table in his own office and leaving for the night.
It was 3:45am and Danny had just finished his last piece of paperwork. It was all nicely stacked and put away out of sight behind him. Danny huffed as he leaned back in his chair, putting his hands behind his head. There was no point in going home tonight, he would only have to get up again to be back at 8am. They didn't exactly have late starts. He decided to sleep on the couch, it wasn't much worse than where he was currently staying. Danny walked over towards the new couch he had bought for his office and kicked off his shoes. He thought about getting a blanket they give to people who are in shock, but he didn't want to bother going all the way to the cupboard down the corridor to get it. He rearranged some cushions so he had a comfortable support for his head. As soon as his head touched the cushions he was fast asleep.
