My great-grandmother died not so long ago and I kind of never realised her death. It isn't so bad like I made Danny feel but we all miss her. So I just wrote this story in one go.
But now: Here is the next chapter. I hope you enjoy it. Please leave a review. One more chapter after this one.
The death of Steven J Mcgarrett
Now it was Danny who looked confused. ,,Oh, I know, I forgot to tell you that Steve was coming over to watch the game with me. You wanna sit with us?" Grace slowly made her way towards Danny and sat on the coffee table in front of him. She cupped his face in her hands. ,,Danno. Uncle Steve is not here and you know that so why are you saying that?" Danny shook his head in denial. ,,What are you talking about Grace? He came to watch the game with me. Right Steve?"
Grace was actually shocked. She hadn't seen her Dad like this. Ever. He was imaginating things and he looked so damn confused. ,,Daddy please, it's not the time to mess around. I'm really not in the mood for joking. I know it's hard and I don't want to believe it either but Uncle Steve is not coming back." It took her a lot not to cry in this moment. Her father needed her. ,,Dad. Say something. Anything." Danny was now shaking like a leaf and tears were filling his eyes but he refused to let them fall.
,,You don't say what I should do or not. Go to your room." Grace stroked his cheek but Danny grabbed her wrist. ,,GO!" The tears in Gracies eyes spilled over and ran over her cheeks. Her dark mascara was running down her face too and she angrily whipped them away. ,,I understand that it is very hard for you to accept that he isn't coming back, but not only you lost someone. I lost a friend too."
Angrily she ran into her room and slammed the door shut. With one swift motion she jumped on her bed and cuddled the little purple Monkey to her chest. The tears were still falling but she didn't allow herself to make a sound because she knew that if she let out the sob than she wouldn't stop crying for a long time. She listened to the sounds coming from outside her room. She heard a shout and then dishes shattering and she knew he was angry again.
She pulled out a little book out of her nightstand and opened it in the middle. She took a pink glitter pen and started to write.
Dear Uncle Steve,
I know that you are not at fault for this damn mess. I know it, really. But I can't help but be sad and angry even at you and at Danno. I know it is wrong. I shouldn't be mad. What happened was no ones fault but the drunken mens. It was a week. A week without you and I have no idea how everything is going to be alright.
Uncle Adam says that Danno will come around but at the moment he is worse then I have ever seen him. One second he is distant and feels numb. He can't express what he is feeling. Then the next moment he is screaming at everyone and everything. I think he destroyed half our kitchen. We are mostly eating out of plastic dishes now.
I would do everything to get you back. It isn't fair. Why did you die and the drunken driver got away with just a scratch on his arm. It is not polite and maybe i shouldn't think so but I hope that he has a scar from it and that he won't ever forget what he did to you and us.
You know, I think I now know what I want to be. I'm going to the Navy. I want to be an intelligence officer in the Navy like Catherine was. I'm going to honor your memory and I will be the damn best Officer the Navy has ever seen.
That is the future but today is the Problem. I am scared for Danno. He seems so lost to me. He won't talk to anyone. Exept for you. You know, today I found him sitting on the couch and talking to you like you were sitting at his side. And when I went to talk to him he started to shake and that scared me. He wont accept the help of a therapist. Sometimes he refuses to belief that you are dead. I mean, he was in the car with you. I can't imagine how scary and horrible it must have been to see you die but how can it be that he saw it and can't accept it? The therapist said that it was the third step of grief and I hope that he can continue with his life soon because this is definitely destroying him.
I swear you Uncle Steve I will look out for him and help him. We won't ever forget you. But please, I beg you, look out for our Danno. He needs your help.
Grace threw the pen away and laid the book away. With a quick look in the mirror she confirmed that her mascara was off her face. Slowly she opened the door and looked into the hallway. Everything was deadly silent. She tip toed towards the kitchen and glanced at the last dishes on the floor. In the far corner of the kitchen she could see her father sitting against the cupboard his arms lying at his sides and his legs sprawled out in front of him. Quietly Grace made her way between the shards.
Carefully she crouched beside her father and laid her arms around his neck. Slowly he opened his eyes. His normaly blue eyes full of life were now a dull grey. But finally, after one week the first sob escaped his mouth. Grace pulled him into a tight hug and she didn't let him go for the next half an hour or so. Not until his sobs died down. He pulled out of the embrace and whipped the tears of his face. ,,I am so sorry Grace. I'm a coward and you deserve better than that. I should comfort you and not the other way around."
Grace stopped him right there. ,,No Dad. I am now old enough. It is time that someone finally comforts you. You were there every time I was hurt or sad even when I broke up with Will just to get him back a week later. I want you to know that I love you and I want you to know that it's no shame to cry. I cried a lot the last days and it helped me to get over Uncle Steves death. I don't say that I don't hurt anymore, but it gets better if you let the emotions out and don't bottle them up. Steve wouldn't want us to be sad for ever. He would want us to be happy and to honor his memory."
Danny had tears in the eyes from the little speach his daughter gave him. ,,You are a very wise little woman, you know that?" Grace smiled and she finally got a little smile from her father. ,,Yeah. I learned from the two best man this island has. I really love you." Danny pulled her into a hug again and burried his nose in her hair. She smelled like flowers and fruits and it was the scent of the love of his life. The Person he would die for.
He sent up a silent note to Steve. Please, please SuperSEAL. Keep my beautiful daughter save. I love her. And you too. Stop smiling like a goof. I can't see ya, but I know ya!
After they finally broke apart Danny went to clean the mess he had made. ,,I am sorry for yelling at you Grace. And for breaking the dishes. Again." Grace smiled at him from the doorframe. ,,No Problem Danno. We can buy new ones. Actually I am going to stay the whole week with you. I already asked mum and she agreed to bring me more clothes and stuff. But please Dad, before you throw something again, talk to me. I want to help you and if you don't wanna talk to me, then talk to a therapist. I'm going to talk to one too. We could go there together for a session or two."
Danny stoped cleaning and smiled at her. ,,Thank you Grace. You are the rock in my strom and you were it from the beginning."
