Title: Weekend Getaway

Summary: Steve and Kono spend the weekend away together - no gunfire allowed.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Author's Note: I'm back again. I feel like I'm posting too much, but something about this couple makes me daydream despite whatever the show's doing, or more like, not doing with them. This is simply a fun, slighty smutty piece that fits into my same AU universe as the "Little Sisters" piece - a few years down the line, Steve and Kono already in an established relationship. They're not yet living together in this piece though.

This was written for the fiveohlove as a holiday present. Thanks for becoming such a great friend so fast! :)

Please comment if you read cause this is gonna be a long week and I would really appreciate something in my Inbox to cheer me up.

THURSDAY

"I don't understand," Steve says as he stares at the printout with a frown. "What is this?"

"It's a birthday present," Chin tells him. "You're welcome."

"So, you basically want me to leave for the weekend? Why? What are you doing?" Steve questions them suspiciously, still not clear on the intentions behind this strange gift they've presented him with.

"We're not doing anything, Steve," Danny explains patiently. "It's a vacation. We thought you and your lady friend would enjoy a weekend away to get all Tarzan and Jane on each other." Chin scowls at him and Danny quickly adds, "Or sit on separate ends of the couch and catch up on your reading list for the year, whichever."

"But... what about work?"

"That's the point of a paid vacation, my friend. You don't have to go to work, and yet you still get paid like you did. It's a brilliant concept, God bless America," Danny exclaims.

"I don't need a vacation," Steve tells them.

"Well, I need a vacation from you," Danny retorts, "so just take your girl and drive to the hotel and stay there for the weekend so I don't feel like I wasted my money on a gift you don't appreciate."

"But why do I have to stay at the Hilton? I can just stay home," Steve argues.

Chin looks at him with a trace of annoyance, as if Steve is purposely trying to make the gift-giving process more difficult than necessary with his questions. "Who takes a vacation and stays home? The whole point is to leave the house. Change of scenery, a pool, room service, hotel restaurant..."

"Do you have any idea how many people have been murdered at the Hilton over the past couple of years?" Steve asks them, as if he can't believe they haven't done their research and missed this vital information. "Hell, how many of those cases we've had to solve?"

"Well, okay, good, if you get murdered there, we'll be on scene," Danny jokes, and exchanges a quick grin with Chin as the other man chuckles. "Take one of your fancy weapons with you for protection, I know you won't leave home without it anyway."

"I still don't get why you would do this. I mean, is something happening that I should be aware of? Are you trying to-"

"God, Steve! It's your fucking birthday so we got you a present. I apologize! It will never happen again," Danny declares as he flails his arms as if to wave away the whole mess of an idea. "Chin, can we still get a refund since he's such an ungrateful bastard?"

Just then Kono joins them from her office, a pleased smile on her face as she informs them what she's confirmed from their latest interrogation. "Turns out he was lying about the restraining order he supposedly took out, which means she was probably telling the truth about him inviting her there to plan the robbery. And as it turns out," she holds up the piece of paper, "he called her eight times that day."

"Idiot." Danny shakes his head in mock disappointment. "Why do they do that? Don't they know we have computers to look up their stories and fact check? At the very least, I appreciate a good cover up."

"Oh, your present?" Kono slides next to Steve to look at the reservation card. "So you guys finally picked the Hilton." She nods to Chin and Danny in approval. "Told you. Their tiramisu is to die for, it's delicious."

"Yeah?" Steve shrugs as he folds the printout and tucks it into his wallet. The creases are tearing and the whole thing is nearly falling apart, but when does he have the time or inclination to shop for a new one? "Well, I'll pick you up tomorrow then. Pack light," he orders, "it's only for the weekend. Alright, so now that we know they were in on it together, we should have enough evidence to indicate-"

"Excuse me?" Kono interrupts, and all the faces at the smart table swivel toward her. "Was that an invitation?"

Steve looks surprised that she's still on the last topic of conversation when he's moved on. Usually she can keep up just fine. "Yeah. I thought that-"

"Thought what? That because we've been together a few months, you can order me to go places with you? Thought I have no other plans or commitments, or a life outside of you, and would drop everything at your command? That because we're sleeping together, an actual offer to accompany you is unnecessary?"

"I- what-" Steve stammers as his mind works frantically to at least realize those are all questions he should not answer, especially not with a yes, because that's exactly what he had thought.

"Yes," Danny pipes up, smiling widely as he observes the clear panic on his partner's face at Kono's direct line of questioning. "Yes, that's exactly what he thought."

Steve glares at him and ignores the outright amusement on Chin's face as he turns back to Kono, trying hard not to notice how fucking hot she looks when her eyes are flashing and there's that rise of color on her cheeks. Kind of how she looks at another time, but now is not the time to thinking about that.

"No, no. I..."

"That's what I thought," Kono says sweetly. "You can take Danny."

Danny looks up from the screen to shake his head repeatedly. "What? No! I don't wanna go! I paid for him to go away, remember? I have plans, I'm takin' Grace to the music festival this weekend."

Steve takes a deep breath and runs through a quick list of ideas on the best way to fix this situation, with the least amount of damage and maximum gain for all parties involved. Risk assessment was very important SEAL training for when missions went awry.

"Kono," he begins, "I have reservations at the Hilton this weekend. Will you come with me?"

"Please. You forgot to add please," Chin comments helpfully, a grin on his face.

"Please," Steve repeats dutifully, fighting the urge to roll his eyes as he spits out the word like it's a weakness.

Kono pauses for two seconds; one to watch him squirm and relish the amusement on Chin and Danny's faces, and the other to torture him just for the fun of it, because, seriously, negative reinforcement is the best way to train him. Well, and positive too, but she can't do anything like that with an audience around. Then she breaks into a wide smile, leaning up to kiss him softly. "I'd love to. Thank you for asking me."

Steve chuckles as he reaches for her, his hand sliding around her waist to keep her close even as he turns back to the information Danny's pulled up on the computer. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. What'd you find, Danny?"

FRIDAY

By the time they wrapped up the case, Steve refused to leave without completing the final interrogation, and drove to the hotel, it was well past dinner time and they'd stopped for burgers on the way. Not exactly a romantic beginning to their weekend away , but Kono could sense Steve unwinding as he drove and she hoped he was looking forward to a few days away from their usual routine. She wonders what it'll be like to see him out of his element. He doesn't seem like the kind of guy to sleep in until noon on a vacation day, or read a good book by the pool, so she's curious as to how the weekend will go and the side of him it will reveal.

"The view is amazing." Kono sighs in delight as she looks over the balcony in their room at the dusky night sky.

"I guess," Steve says, pausing to glance at the view as he makes his way to the bedside table to store the unloaded extra weapon he brought, checking that the drawer completely locks for safety. "My house is better."

Kono laughs as she turns back to him, watches him sit against the headboard and look around the room, as if calculating possible points of weakness in the perimeter. "That's true," she tells him as she crawls next to him on the bed, looking at him thoughtfully. "Your view is better."

Steve looks at her expectantly, smiling softly as their eyes meet. He seems to realize they've finally reached their destination, and now there's no more traveling left - they've arrived. "So, what do we do now?"

"Not good with downtime, are you?" Kono asks with a chuckle, and he shrugs as he tries to explain himself.

"I just... I don't do well in new places without things to do," he admits.

"But you've traveled all over the world," Kono comments.

"Yeah, but I never sat around doing nothing," he explains. "I had missions to complete, or was training a crew, or planning stuff with the higher-ups. By the end of the day, I was so exhausted, I didn't have time to realize where I was and just passed out."

"I get it." Kono smiles at him in understanding as she quickly straddles him, watches the surprise flare in his eyes as his hands automatically wrap around her waist to keep her in place. "But don't worry. You have me, and I am very good with downtime. That's all I did in between surf tours and after my knee surgeries. We can try new places to eat nearby, and watch crappy daytime TV, or stay in bed all day."

"Who'd you stay in bed with all day?" Steve asks, narrowing his eyes as his hands unconsciously tighten on her hips.

"No one," Kono responds automatically, her hands slipping under his shirt to dance across the muscles of his abdomen. "And I can definitely help you with the exhaustion," she murmurs as she leans down to kiss him softly, her mouth brushing across his a few times. He groans when she pulls back, scowling at her as she smiles at him innocently. "It's only eight thirty. I'm trying to take my time so you're sufficiently tired."

"We can take our time after," Steve tells her as he flips her over in one quick move, smirking as she tries to squirm free. But it's useless to fight against his strong frame and truth is, his body fits over hers in the most delicious of ways that awakens her senses so that she only ends up pulling him closer.

"You know, you're not my boss while we're here," she tells him with a glare. "You can't just order me around."

Steve chuckles at that and she takes a second to admire the view, the way his eyes crinkle in the corners and how his face lights up. She loves when she makes him smile, and takes great pleasure in doing it during the day, and especially during the night. In between the sounds of his moans and low curses, she enjoys catching the flash of his smile just as much.

"You won't mind following this order," he says arrogantly as he bends down to kiss her, his lips firm as they cover her own and his hands slide through her hair to hold her gently in place.

He's right. She doesn't mind, but that doesn't mean she's going to let him get away with it all weekend. She has a reputation to maintain.

Author's Note: More chapters to come for the rest of their weekend. Comment on your way out!