Summary: Danny thought - scratch that - he knew Steve was doing this on purpose. "It's called turbulence, Danno." Hurt-comfort with emphasis on hurt.
A/N: I knoe, I knoe, not possible (as in "they wouldn't survive this!"). But c'mon this is "Hawaii Five-0", a show where one silly detective drops a backpack on his buddy, stranded on a slippery narrow ledge, like, thirty feet below, without securing it in any way, and the said buddy CATCHES IT, one-handed, no less. Oh, yeah, because he's Super-Seal. So yeah. Bear with the improbability and enjoy the adventure! Hugz and lovez.
Beta: by bigj52. Love you!
Disclimer: Do not own. Do not earn. Having fun. Yea!
A Very Bad Day
Chapter One - Uila
"Would you stop," Danny uttered through clenched teeth. He thought - scratch that - he knew Steve was doing this on purpose. That over-flooded with testosterone piece of red-footed boobie guano Navy Seal wanted his partner to lose all his hair and turn the remaining ones grey!
"It's called turbulence, Danno," McGarrett responded without his usual tease, laser-focused on piloting instead and that's when Danny started feeling scared. Not 'McGarrett, if you pull one more of your crazy-ass stunts I'm gonna rip your head off' kind of scared but rather 'McGarrett, you better freaking do something!' kind of scared. And that sucked because something was usually far worse than a crazy stunt and he would be asking for it. Of course Danny wasn't saying any of this aloud; he was not stupid or suicidal, mind you. Instead, his mouth and tongue were rambling something about how flying in wind and rain was dangerous and how the Governor sending them there surely meant she wanted them dead and that maybe they should simply land . . . That earned him a tight-lipped "Shut up." from McGarrett.
It worked like a 'panic-mode-ON' switch and Danny's mouth clammed shut.
"He knows what he's doing." Chin Ho's voice behind him was as soft and smooth as ever and Danny wondered how the man was able to be soft and smooth under these circumstances. It almost made him switch off his panic mode for a moment long enough to tear one into the Hawaiian, but only almost. He calculated that biting Chin's head off in a plane that shook and swayed and dropped what felt like three thousand feet every ten seconds would not be the best idea. He only turned and, because Chin was directly behind him, didn't burn him with his stare. Instead he met Kono's smirking eyes and suddenly didn't want anything to do with any of them.
It's not that Detective Daniel Williams was afraid of flying. He was not. He was simply uncomfortable in ten tonnes of metal, hovering three thousand feet above the ground, on nothing but a few liters of gasoline. And every - as McGarrett said - turbulence, every tremble and quiver; every plunge and every dive were much more perceptible in a small craft than they would be in a huge passenger airliner.
Not to mention that the pilot was no one else but Steve McGarrett, Lieutenant Commander, freaking Navy-Super-Seal and McGyver when it came to combat, driving and flying skillz and the amount of explosives he carried on him.
Danny couldn't tell if he thought about explosives before, or after something freaking exploded! . . .
Later Steve said it was an electric discharge, a common-folk lightning, and that something like this hitting a plane was extremely rare. Well, apparently they were extremely unlucky. At the moment though, it felt like a nuclear detonation combined with an angry Loch Ness Monster on air and then Danny heard the engines wheeze and McGarrett's "Mayday! Mayday!" and Kono's frigntened gasp. - ha! She was smirking fifteen seconds ago! What about this, Kono? - and then he saw treetops emerging from between the clouds and in the blink of an eye they were deep between the leaves and a branch broke the windshield. Danny's breath caught in his throat and he probably closed his eyes and maybe his ears too, because the next thing he heard was silence and soft rustling . . . and a moan . . .
t.b.c.
So. I guess everyone will be a little banged up, lol. Team!Whump galore. :)
Poll-tiem! (Because this story is VERY WIP, nothing beside this chapter is written and, frankly, I only have a vague idea what will happen next) Who do you want hurt more Steve or Danno? Maybe both? Or maybe Chin? Or Kono? Just curious what makes this fandom tick. ;)
BTW, I'm new here, do you think I could put up my tent for a while?