A/N Second part :D Reviews and crit are very welcome

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It had been a week since Steve had kissed Danny. Well actually it had been seven days, fourteen hours and eight minutes. Danny could probably remember the seconds too at a push, but he wasn't thinking about it that much, not at all.

Okay so maybe that was a lie. Truth be told, it was all he had been thinking about and it confused the hell out of him. Restless nights of sleep with images of the tall, dark haired man who was definitely not in any way appealing to Danny invading his mind every time he closed his eyes didn't help anything at all either.

This new development was causing the already copious amounts of caffeine in his bloodstream to increase as he relied on countless cups of strong, black coffee just to get through his day at work. Steve, the twat, didn't seem to be behaving any differently than usual, maybe he was a bit quieter and avoided Danny's eye a little more, but other than that, nothing, zero, nada, zilch, and it was pissing Danny off to no ends.

Kono and Chin could obviously tell that something was up, and at every moment they could, sneaked suspicious glances towards their boss and his partner, then huddled up together in the corner to whisper frantically at each other.

It was a Friday night, well technically early Saturday morning, when Danny decided that he had had enough of tiptoeing around the subject. Climbing out of the side of his sofa bed, he pulled on some clothes without giving it a thought. Then, picking Grace up, as gently as he could, so as not to wake her up, he carried her out the Camero and strapped her into the seat. The streets were dark and silent, as he manoeuvred the car towards the McGarrett house just next to the beach, the dim streetlights casting an eerie glow over his face. As he pulled up in the familiar driveway, behind Steve's massive vehicle, a dull feeling of dread uncoiled in his stomach and he had to gulp several times to keep it from exploding out of his mouth.

What if he was wrong?

What if Steve didn't want to see or talk to him?

It was almost three am after all. Danny sighed in misery, he had come all this way, might as well see it through.

Knock Knock

Steve's eyes snapped open before his mind registered that something was tapping loudly at his front door. Out of instinct, he rolled over to the bedside table which housed his gun, and grabbed the pistol with one hand whilst pulling on an old t-shirt with the other. Stomping down the stairs, barefooted, Steve stopped suddenly.

"Who is it?" He called out into the silence of the house, positioning his gun to the side of him, in case he needed it in a hurry.

"Um, it's me." The familiar warm voice washed over Steve like the ocean, and he bit back a smile as he padded over to unlock the front door.

Danny was standing in front of him, looking startled and extremely cute in ruffled clothing and wide eyes, shifting his weight from one foot to another. "Danno. Are you okay? Has something happened?" Steve asked as softly as he could, while his eyes searched the darkness behind Danny.

"No it's okay. I just- I needed to see you, and I guess I'll go, sorry for waking you." Danny turned to head back to his car, but was halted by a firm hand wrapped around his wrist.

"You didn't wake me Danny, don't worry. But, you wouldn't come all the way over here at three am just to see me if everything was okay. Come on, I saw you had Grace in the car; you can put her in Mary's old room… And then we can talk, about everything, okay?"

Grace had woken up briefly, when Danny had moved her from the car into Steve's house. But she didn't complain as her dad explained where they were and tucked her up into the bed that used to belong to Mary-Anne, just snuggled down into the covers and closed her eyes again.

Danny kissed the top of her head and exited the bedroom, pulling the door to but not closing it as he went. Once downstairs he discovered that the patio doors were wide open, letting the calm sea breeze enter the house at its own pace. Steve was sitting out on the lanai, his back to Danny, as he watched the waves lap lazily at the edge of the sand. There were two beers on the table beside him, and Danny smiled as he stepped outside and took a seat next to Steve who passed him one of the bottles, nodding his head in thanks. He didn't know whether he was expected to start this conversation, but was grateful when Steve spoke up after a long not entirely comfortable silence.

"I didn't mean to, you know."

"Didn't mean to? Did your lips dance off of your face and attack mine? Is that what happened?"

"No you've got it wrong Danny. I meant to kiss you, hell I've been waiting for it for almost as long as I've known you. I didn't mean to kiss you right there though."

"Okay… And did you mean to apologise for it? Because you shouldn't have done."

"I scared you."

Danny turned his head to glance at Steve, who was still looking at over the ocean but his eyes were unfocused and the corners of his mouth were turned downwards into a frown. He reached out a hand cautiously and placed it on top of Steve's. When the other man didn't pull his hand away, he gently brushed his thumb over the knuckles, listening as Steve took in a soft breath.

"You didn't scare me, maybe startled, yes. But after the shit you involve me in, well it takes a lot to scare me now."

Danny answered, surprising himself about how even his voice sounded and Steve smiled faintly at him.

So what happens now? The unspoken question hung in a heavy cloud over both men.

"I like you Steve. You might be an idiot and a stupid ignorant twat at times but hell I don't just like you, I like like you. But I'm still fucked up over Rachel leaving me and going off to marry some other guy. How do I know if you like me? How do I know that you won't leave me? I don't think I could face it if you did."

"Danny-"

"And then there's Grace to think about. I mean, she loves her uncle Steve, if something happened between us, how would that affect her? If she didn't see you again, how could I look at her in the eye knowing that I could tell her something that would break her heart?"

"You won't have to."

"You cannot possibly know that. How could you? I mean what if you got seriously injured whilst doing one of your incredibly fucking stupid stunts? Hell what if you-"

"Danny! Listen to me. I'm not going anywhere and as long as you're being my partner to stop me from doing those incredibly fucking stupid stunts… I'm fine. We're fine."

"We are?" Danny's voice was so small and quiet, it matched the vulnerable expression on his face making him look a lot like a young child, and Steve choked out a fond laugh as he finally met his gaze, leaning forward so that their foreheads were touching and pressing a light kiss against the blond's jaw.

"Yes you goof. We are fine. Want to know why?"

"Why?"

"Because I like like you too."