Hi Everyone,
Welcome to my newest story, Broken Blue. Please let me know what you think. If you are here from my other story Low, thanks so much for sticking with me. If you haven't read Low, I'd love if you could head over and check it out. Bye for now,
Rose xx
This would be canon if I owned.
"What the hell is happening?"
Danny's voice is sharp, and it grates as Steve tries to figure out an answer to the question. Alarms are blaring and lights are flashing on the small screen in front of Steve. And he has no idea why.
It was going to be a great day. Steve could feel it. A gentle weight rested in his pocket, a ring. It is a simple silver band, half an inch wide, the small engraving that if one got close enough to they could tell was a steering wheel. He was sitting next to the most important person in his life, a smile on his face as he steers a borrowed plane. He's taking Danny to his favourite place in the world, a small island just off the coast, uninhabited but for those with either air or sea access. He'd first been there with his father when he was five. They'd taken a walk to a waterfall, a three-hour hike from the place they'd landed their boat. Steve had complained the last hour, but he remembers the awe when they'd finally arrived. There was no one else there, the only sound the rushing water and Steve's awed breathing. He's been planning this particular expedition for months. He'd first asked for Chin's blessing, and once receiving it with an excited shout and a crushing hug, he'd commandeered Chin's wide network of people all over the island for a lane to fly them out. He'd packed a lunch and planed a landing spot only two kilometres from the waterfall; long enough to enjoy the walk with his partner (and gather his nerve) but short enough to not piss the blonde off. He's going to show Danny the waterfall, pull him into the water fully clothed. He'll swim towards the waterfall, wading through the shallows with Danny following him because Danny always follows him. He'll pull him under the waterfall and Danny will shriek and then deny he's shrieked, and suddenly they'll be in the tiny cave Steve had found that first day with his father, light shining through the curtain of water. He'll lean close to Danny, pull the shorter man in until they're touching, until they are one. He'll pull out the ring he'd spent painstaking hours with Kono choosing, pouring over magazines and debating over the engraving. He'll look into Danny's eyes, breathe him in. he'll say the words he's practiced in the mirror over and over again. And if he's lucky, Danny will say yes.
The day will be perfect. Steve can feel it.
They are half an hour out from the island when a red light flicks on at the top of the dash. He peers closer to have a look, when Danny's voice interrupts him.
"Babe can you hear that?" And now Danny mentions it, yeah, he can. There is a gentle spluttering noise, and while they listen to it, there is a plash of fire and all hell breaks loose.
That brings Steve to the present, trying to figure out what is wrong with the plan and how to survive whatever is happening. It is with dread he realises they've lost both engines, and they'll crash long before they make it to any land mass. And crashing in the ocean in a plane of this size will almost certainly be a death sentence. Steve's mind is ticking over possible scenarios, drawing up one possibility, and he knows Danny won't like it.
"Danny, do you trust me?" as Steve asks, he's already sending out a mayday message, automated text message pre-prepared.
"Of course, babe, what do I need to do?" Danny's already unstrapping. The way he puts his trust, his life, straight into Steve's hand makes love expand in his chest until he feels like he may break.
We're going to jump. There's no way we're going to make it if we crash, which is where we're heading. There's two chutes in the back and if we wait any longer we might as well jump into concrete. So, I'll ask again, do you trust me?"
Danny is standing now, and Steve rises to meet him. "Of course, I do."
They're standing at the back of the plane, parachutes strapped on as Steve gives Danny last minute advice. They have a minute, maybe two, before they have to jump or it will be too late. Steve realises there is a chance it's his last opportunity to ask Danny to marry him. The thought has his stomach twisting. He swallows his heart from where it's thumping up into his throat. He reaches into his pocket, pulls out the box that he hopes holds his future.
He suddenly recalls the day he'd taken a drive to Rachel's house. Danny had been in a meeting, and Steve had used the opportunity to make one, final preparation. It was more important than the ring, the place, the words. He'd had brief words with Rachel, been pulled into a teary hug by the woman who seemed to like him despite the qualms with his partner. And then he'd spoken to Grace. He'd asked her permission, told her his plans. He'd watched as she danced round the room, hugged her as he swore her to secrecy. With a final hug for the women, and a rough handshake and congratulations from Stan, he'd left. With the approval from the second most important person in his world, he'd finalised his plans.
"Danny," his throat is dry. He wants to kneel but the plane is shaking too much. He looks the blonde in the eyes, opens the box. Danny's breath intakes sharply.
"This isn't the time or place and it's nothing like I planned, but we're about to jump out of plane and I have to know what you would have said. Will you marry me?" Time is nearly up and now he's said it he's more scared than he's ever been in his life that the answer might be no. But Danny pulls him close, kisses him more desperately than he ever has before, fingers gripping the back of his head.
"Of course I will. Of course, man, I can't believe you even had to ask. Of course I will. But I'm gonna need a better proposal than that, okay? I want a restaurant, champagne, the whole enchilada. So, you jump out of this plane with me and we'll make a start on that straight away, okay?" Steve nods, grips Danny's hand and feels more nervous than any secret-op he's ever been on because he's holding onto someone he loves. Danny takes the ring, slides it onto a finger. He looks at Steve, a question in his eye.
"A steering wheel? Is this your way of saying if we get married you get the camaro? Because if it is i might need a raincheck on the whole thing." Despite the situation, Steve manages a shaky laugh. They have seconds, he knows, but there's one last thing to do. He kisses Danny again, opens the door. Over the roar of the wind, he leans to whisper into his fiancés ear.
"It's because you gave my life direction."
He closes his eyes, grips Danny's hand, and together, they jump.
Love it? Hate it? Let me know. Next chapter will be out as soon as I can. I'll aim for tomorrow, but I have a shit-tonne of homework. See you later,
Rose xx
