A/N: Day 2 of Pillow Talk equals story 2 of Pillow Talk! We really hope you will enjoy these little stories… but don't start to think you'll get one every day. Sorry, that just won't happen!

I know you will enjoy Sam's tale! ...Cokie

Well, we have warned you that a few of these were already written. So, here is another one. And as promised it is longer. ;-) ...Sam

Boys Talk, Too
by Sam

"Will you just stop that?"

"What?" Steve threw an irritated glance at his partner, almost laughing at the ridiculous inflatable neck pillow Danny had on.

"That!" Danny said and waved his hand at Steve's sitting form.

"What the heck are you talking about?" Steve asked and again wiggled in his seat to get comfortable. But the 'comfortable' part of this stake out flew out the window about two hours ago.

"Could you maybe sit still for just one minute?" Danny asked his partner and threw his pillow onto the back seat. "You're driving me nuts," he added under his breath.

"I can sit still," Steve said and willed himself not to move again. His six had gone numb and his leg with the big bruise on the thigh hurt like a bitch. Sitting in a car for almost four hours now was not helping one bit.

"Ah, jeez, Steve, stop it. Stop fidgeting," Danny called out, exasperated.

Steve wondered what had his partner so on edge. It couldn't really be his subtle movements.

"What's gotten into you, Danno?"

"Nothing... just stop moving."

"Am I allowed to breathe?"

"Shallow breaths," Danny answered and had to laugh. "Sorry. But seriously, didn't you ever have to be still when on a SEAL mission or something?"

"I can be perfectly still for hours if need be," Steve said and remembered a few times he couldn't have moved or would have been dead. "But here is really no need," Steve further explained.

"Ah, I guess driving your partner nuts doesn't count as 'need' then."

"Will you tell me anytime soon what's bugging you, or do you want to play this stupid game a little longer?" Steve asked and purposely wiggled in his seat and rubbed his hurting right leg.

"You okay?" Danny asked in sudden concern, just now remembering that his partner had been kicked by a horse that afternoon.

"I'm fine," Steve said and glared at his friend. "Tell me what's going on. Is it Gracie? Is she okay?"

"Grace is fine," Danny hurried to say.

"Then what's the matter?"

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"You think we should tell them that their com-link is still open?" Kono asked with a smirk.

"Nah." Catherine grinned back.

"This could get a bit embarrassing," Kono reminded Cath.

"Steve won't reveal any stupid stuff," Cath told her friend and used air quotes for the stupid stuff.

"They are men."

"Well, that's a good point."

Both women laughed at their own joke, or maybe at the two men who were still bickering away.

"We could turn off the sound," Kono suggested.

"We could," Catherine said and shook her head still smiling.

"You do know that we'll be dead meat if they ever find out we listened in on their conversation, don't you?" Kono told Cath now with a serious frown. She did value her life after all.

"We can't turn off the sound; what if they need to tell us something?"

"Hmm."

Both women shrugged their shoulders and leaned forward a little so they could hear what the boys were now talking about.

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"Steve, can I ask you a personal question?"

"Of course," Steve wondered why his best friend even had to ask.

"You and Catherine."

Steve sat up a bit straighter and hoped this wasn't going into the bedroom area, that was something he was not going to discuss with Danny, best friend or not. "Danny, we are not going to talk-"

"Whoa, of course not, you Moron. I have to work with her. I couldn't look her in the eyes if I knew-"

"I've never ever discussed thatwith anyone… I respect her too much to do that," Steve said.

"You mean love her way too much," Danny said with a grin.

"That too," Steve said honestly. Then grinned, adding, "And she could kill me in my sleep and no one would ever find my body."

"That's a pretty good reason." Danny grinned back.

"Yeah. So what about Cath and me?"

"You've known her for a long time, right?"

"Yeah?"

"Did you know right away that she was the one?" Danny asked and looked at his friend. In his mind there was no doubt that his best friend and Cath were a perfect match.

"Pretty much, yeah. Why?"

"After... I mean... were you with other women?"

"Huh?" Steve looked at his friend and wondered not for the first time what the heck was going on with his friend today and where this conversation was leading. He was sure this was just an intro to the real question he wanted answers to.

"After you two did it..."

"After we made love? Had sex the first time? Danny, you can say it. What are you, twelve?"

"Hey, this is Catherine we're talking about, I mean..."

"Danny, I'm pretty sure everyone knows that Cath and I are not only living together, but that we also have sex. So, what's your point?"

"Were you ever with someone else while you were seeing Catherine?"

"No. After that first night it was... I mean I knew... I didn't want to be with anyone else," Steve stammered and didn't know how to explain it. "I was pretty busy and when I had time off I didn't want to be with anyone that wasn't Catherine."

"Oh."

"What do you mean, 'OH'?"

"I just wondered how you do it?"

"Do what, Danny?" Steve asked and looked through the spy-glass over to the house they had been watching for the last several hours.

"Not fall for any of the crazy women, and men throwing themselves at you," Danny said.

"What? What the hell are you talking about now?"

"Ah, come on, you can't tell me you don't see the looks and outright flirting that is going on? No one can be that oblivious."

"Wait, did you just say men were flirting with me?" Steve asked and turned to look at his friend, who was now smirking. "Who?"

"Why? You interested?"

"No, I'm not interested. Who?" Steve repeated his question.

"Not gonna tell you, but there are a few who are very interested in you, my friend," Danny said and grinned at the uncomfortable look Steve gave him.

"You're just pulling my leg," Steve said and stared out the windshield.

"No, I'm not, but I know that some want to pull at something else," Danny said with a laugh.

"That's not funny, Danny."

"What, you have a problem with that?"

"No, I don't have a problem with that. But it's... I mean... did I give them any indication that I was interested?"

"No, not that I know of, but obviously I did," Danny answered.

"What? Are we finally coming to the part that you've wanted to talk about from the beginning?" Steve wanted to know.

"Ehm, maybe," Danny said and smiled a bit sheepishly. He knew that he sometimes had trouble coming to the point. "Bob Myers asked me in the locker room if we were serious or if he could give it a shot?"

"You and who?" Steve obviously hadn't quite caught up yet.

"You, you dofus."

"Me?" Steve almost shrieked. "You and me?" asked to clarify. "As in… you know?"

"Now who can't say the words? But, yeah. Why is that so surprising to you? We spend a lot of time together, we bicker all the time."

"Yeah... but you're my friend. Of course we spend a lot of time together, we're partners," Steve clarified that point. "I like spending time with you, but I don't want to jump your bones. Why do people get that idea?"

"Guess they think we're cute together?" Danny offered with a smirk.

Steve only grunted at that. "Well, if I were interested in men, to be honest, I'm not sure you would be my first choice."

"And why not?"

Steve thought for just a moment. "You're short, you talk way too much, and... you're short," Steve said with a huge grin.

"It took you four years to comment on my height, thank you for waiting so long," Danny told him with a matching grin. "You know, you wouldn't be my first choice either. Just so you know."

"What? I thought I was everyone's dream?"

"Yeah, right, dream on, SuperSEAL."

They both fell silent for a moment until they both spoke at the same time.

"Why not?" "Where you ever with a man?"

"What?" "What?"

Steve looked at his friend and saw the real curiosity in his eyes. This was a very strange conversation they were having, but heck they had talked about stranger things. Besides they had nothing better to do anyway. "You first," he told Danny. "Why wouldn't I be your first choice?"

"Okay. Well, first there is your tendency to get us shot at," Danny started ticking off on his fingers and ignored Steve rolling his eyes. "Then there is your reckless driving. You are a neat freak, also a health nut. We could never live under one roof. I like my house a bit messy, like it's lived in, you know?"

"Our house is lived in. Cath and I leave clothes lying around... on occasion."

"Right." It was now Danny's turn to roll his eyes. "A plus would be you already love my daughter. No man or woman could come into my house who didn't love Gracie," Danny said with conviction.

"You're supposed to tell me why I'm not your dream partner," Steve reminded his friend. "Living healthy and keeping the house clean and loving your daughter are all plus points."

"Are not," Danny said and shook his head at his friend. "You're bossy."

"I am your boss." Steve grinned.

"Hmpf," Danny grunted his disapproval.

"By the way, what did you tell Myers?" Steve suddenly remembered how this conversation had started.

"I told him we're just casual and he should give it a shot," Danny told his partner grinning.

"What? Why did you do that?"

"You wanted me to tell him we were an item?"

"Yes. I mean, no, I... ah what the heck," Steve said and looked out the windshield again. It was getting on his nerves that nothing was happening and that he was trapped in the car with his chatty partner.

"So?" Danny stared at him.

"So, what?"

"Have you?"

"Have I what?" Steve asked, fully knowing what his partner wanted to know.

"Have you ever done it with a guy?"

"You mean other than taking a look at the older boys under the shower after football practice?" Steve asked with a grin, remembering his older team mates making fun of him unashamedly watching them.

"You looked at your football buddies?" Danny wondered.

"As if you didn't," Steve said, shaking his head at his friend. "Besides some of them were two years older... they looked... different."

"Yeah, I bet," Danny said laughing while imagining a young Steve watching the bigger older boys. "But besides looking..."

"No. I was never interested in that experience," Steve told his friend and hoped this conversation would be over soon. It made him rather uncomfortable. He knew Danny was more open about that, probably because he grew up with a lot of siblings, brothers in particular.

"Not even in the Navy? I mean I guess you were deployed quite a bit and not many opportunities to see your girlfriend, so..."

Now Steve was kind of at the end of his rope, and he wanted this conversation finished. Now. One final sentence had to do. "Danny, there's not a lot of privacy in the Navy, but just because you're jerking off next to your buddy doesn't mean you want him to do it for you. Does that answer your question? And can we please change the subject now?"

Danny laughed at the language his normally very polite friend had reverted to. He knew that Steve could curse with the best of them, he was in the Navy after all, but he never did so in public. And he never reverted to 'guy talk', or at least very seldom. "Okay, fine, change of subject. Any preferences?"

"Yeah. Quiet would be nice," Steve told his partner with a glare.

"Fine. I can do that," Danny said.

"As if," Steve muttered under his breath and took the binoculars to his eyes again. "We have movement," he suddenly called out a minute later.

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Catherine and Kono wiped their tears of laughter off their faces. They had listened to the boys talking and first they awwed at what Steve had said about Cath and then outright laughed at the ongoing conversation. They had been very tempted to cut the sound, but didn't do it.

They debated to tell them that they were still on an open com-link, but that would tell them that the girls had listened to every word. No matter from what side they were looking at it the two women were screwed if Steve and Danny ever found out they had been listening.

"If you ever so much as breathe a word, Kono, your body will never be found."

"Same to you, sista," Kono answered.

The two women fist bumped and turned back to the radio just in time to hear Steve's alarmed words.

"We have movement."

"Steve, Kono here. What do you see, we don't have a visual."

There was a pregnant pause on the radio, and the two women looked in alarm at each other, both mouthing shit at the same time. They hadn't thought about the fact that they shouldn't know about the movement if they had no visual. Only way to know about it was if they had heard Steve.

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Steve looked at Danny, wondering how Kono knew about the movement since they hadn't called it in yet. But he didn't have time to ponder it any longer. They saw a person being dragged out of the house to the car parked on the front lawn.

Four burly guys were in the process of pushing the person into the trunk of a black Sedan. That definitely was enough of a probable cause for the two men to jump out of the car.

Well, one man was jumping out, whereas the other cursed and grabbed his leg that had cramped as soon as he stood up. After spending over four hours in one position the injured muscle screamed its protest of the sudden movement.

Steve held on to the Camaro's door and cursed even more when the pain made his eyes water. He pushed down on it and pulled on the vest he had grabbed from the back seat. Steve looked over at his partner who was already done with his vest.

A moment later Steve was equally clad in protective gear and after closing the driver's door limped around the hood of the car.

"Steve, you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, just need to walk it off," Steve told his friend. The doctor at the ER earlier had declared the muscle severely bruised but no tears were detected. Which didn't mean it didn't hurt like hell and would only get worse in the next 24 hours.

They both saw Kono and Cath coming down the street. It had only been about half a minute since Steve had called the movement and the four guys were still struggling with the person when the four Five-0's moved as one and entered the grounds of their target.

It didn't even take a minute to arrest all four of them and free their hostage. No shots had been fired, not even a tackle or any kind of 'action' had been needed. As soon as the four had been confronted by the task force they had surrendered their guns and were taken into custody.

Steve leaned against a low wall and had his hand protectively on his painful leg. He pushed away from the wall and limped over to his friends and smiled, thinking that Chin would be really miffed when he learned he had missed all the fun. Chin and Leilani were spending the night with Leilani's sister visiting from the mainland. Steve had insisted that Chin should not cancel. They wouldn't really need him for the surveillance.

"What are you smiling at?" Danny asked him after Steve joined his team.

"Chin will be livid," Steve told them. "He wanted to take them down, after he had done all the background work."

"He'll get over it," Kono piped up. "So, are we done here? I'm starved. Who wants to grab something to eat?"

"Not me, I'm beat," Steve said and leaned on Catherine's shoulder to take a little weight off his leg.

"Are you okay? How's your leg?" Cath asked and looked at Steve.

"I'm good. Sitting in a car listening to Danny for over four hours would do anyone in."

"Hey! I was going to offer lending you a hand, but that offer is now off the table," Danny said in mock anger.

"I don't want your hand, thank you very much. I can do it on my own just fine."

Both Kono and Catherine erupted in peals of laughter at his comment; so much so that they actually had to wipe tears off their cheeks.

Steve and Danny looked in irritation at the two laughing women and then looked at each other, shrugging their confusion. Steve turned to Danny and whispered, "too much time in close quarters." Which elicited another laughing fit.

Danny only shook his head and took his friend's arm off Catherine's shoulder, threw it over his own and helped his limping friend to their car. Leaving behind their obviously crazy female team members.

"Women," he muttered. "I'll never understand 'em."

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