Snippets
By
Landon Richardson
Disclaimer
The characters of Steve McGarrett, Chin Ho Kelly, Kono Kalakaua, Adam 'Toast' Charles and anyone else who might sound familiar do not belong to me in any shape or form, I am merely using them for my own entertainment purposes
The character of Danni Williams is probably mine by now. Even though she was originally based on male Danny Williams I think it's probably safe to say that's she her own individual character by now, especially since I've created a back ground for her which is different to male Danny's background in the show. This also affects Grace who is different from the show as well in ways.
The character of Special Agent Jack O'Connor, does belong to me though
I should also add that if a character is mentioned who you are not instantly aware of then that character belong to me as well
Author Note
Here's the next snippet
Please remember that Grace's surname in this saga is Taylor not Williams, Williams is Danni's maiden name which she reverted back to after she and Duncan divorced each other. Grace obviously kept her father's surname.
This is probably the snippet that a lot of people have been waiting for in one way or another. It is written from Grace's point of view so enjoy. I should also point out that Grace is only eight at this time hence the child like quality to it.
For those reading it the next chapter of Burn should be up soon as well!
Anyway please enjoy
Overall Summary
Little Snippets into the world of the McDanni saga featuring plenty of Ohana moments and a look into the McDanni relationship.
Chapter Summary
Caught in the act
Overall Romance
Steve McGarrett / Danni Williams (McDanni)
Others though they are currently a secret which no one knows bar me!
Chapter Romance
This time it's safe to say that it's all about McDanni
Other note
Nearly all the places I have stated are either made up or I've got from the internet so I'm sorry in advance if I get an address wrong or anything. My geography on Hawaii is very poor having never been there before!
Chapter Four
May 2011
Grace Taylor yawned, stretching her body before she sank back into the mattress beneath her. She slowly forced her eyes open, blinking groggily at the white ceiling above her before her gaze flickered round the rest of her pink room. She groaned, turning onto her side and snuggled back down again, glancing at the pink alarm clock on her bedside table before she buried her face in her pillow.
Seven O clock on a Saturday was way too early to be up on a day when she had no school and no reason to be up. If Grace didn't have to be up then she didn't want to be up and that was that in her mind.
There was a few things which Grace already knew about herself at the grand age of eight years and seven months.
She knew she loved living in Hawaii even though it had been a bit overwhelming when she and her Mom and Dad had all moved out there a year ago for her Dad's job. She loved the constantly warmth and sunshine, she loved being by the ocean and being allowed to swim in it as long as there was someone with her. She loved her bedroom at her Dad's place but she knew that she loved the one at her mom's house that tiny bit extra. She knew that her Mom and Dad were never getting back together again which she was surprisingly okay about. She could still remember when she thought back to those early years of her life when they had been arguing a lot with each other and when her mom had been a shadow of herself. Some people, she had decided at five, were better as friends and her parents were one of them. She loved them both more than anything and they loved her back just as much and that was enough for her. The last thing she knew was that she loved her bed and hated leaving it. Everything else she figured she would learn when she was older.
She closed her eyes, trying to force herself to fall asleep again but it was pointless. She was wide awake now and the sun was already streaming through her thin, pink curtains telling her in no uncertain way that it was time she abandoned her bed and got on with the rest of her day.
Grace sighed, kicking her duvet off of her and sat up on her mattress, rubbing tiredly at her eyes before she shoved her long dark hair away from her face. For a moment she simply sat there, swinging her legs back and forth before she jumped off of the bed and walked quietly out of her bedroom and down the hallway towards the kitchen where she could hear the sound of her mom's laughter which indicated that either her mom was on the phone or there was someone else in the kitchen with her, probably Uncle Steve since he often ate breakfast with them at the weekend. Grace couldn't blame him, her mom made the most awesome pancakes ever, even better than her Nanny's were though Grace would never tell the older woman that.
Grace smiled as she sniffed the air, her stomach already rumbling at the familiar smell of bacon and pancakes, the same breakfast that her mom cooked for them every Saturday without fail. On all other days Grace would be smelling the familiar scent of oatmeal.
She pushed the partially close door opened and walked into the kitchen, her greeting dying on her lips when she saw the sight in front of her. Her mom was dressed in a pretty knee length back skirt teamed with a pink vest top, her blond hair done up in the same complicated style which Grace had never managed to master no matter how many times she had tried to. She was leaning back against the counter top, her face turned upwards to her work partner Steve McGarrett who was standing directly in front of her mom. One of his arms wrapped round his mom's waist while his other hand was wrapped round the back of her neck as he kissed her mom. It wasn't a casual peck on the lips like Grace had seem some adults do. This was the kind of kiss that she had seen in the rom com movies that her mom sometimes allowed her to watch on their girlie evenings together. The one at the end of the movie where the people had realised they were in love and were kissing. Her mom called it their true love kiss.
She blinked as the kiss continued before she spoke.
"Mamma?"
She watched as her mom suddenly stiffened in Uncle Steve's hold, pulling her face away from him abruptly and tilting her face towards Grace, her large grey eyes wide with surprise before her pale skin flushed a bright pink like she was embarrassed or had been working out or something. Grace blinked as Uncle Steve quickly put the length of the kitchen between her mom and him, his hand raking through his dark hair as he looked between them, his mouth working as though he was trying to say something but couldn't quite get the words out.
"Gracie" Her mom said, attracting Grace's attention away from her Uncle Steve. "You're… you're up early baby. I thought you'd be asleep a bit longer." She remarked, keeping her gaze fixed on Grace's face. Grace shrugged with a sigh.
"I woke up and I tried to get back to sleep mamma but I couldn't so I got up" She told her before her gaze flickered to the stove and the pile of pancakes already made. "Are we having chocolate chip in our pancakes today?" She asked hopefully, pulling a disappointed face when her mom should her head at her in response, one hand coming up to grip the back of her neck like she did when she was troubled over something.
"Not this week Grace, you had them last week so this week we're having them with blueberries" She answered. Grace considered it for a moment before she smiled.
"I like Blueberries" She announced before she turned to Uncle Steve. "Morning Uncle Steve, Can I go swimming at your house today?" She asked the tall man who had been a part of her life for months now. He closed his mouth, swallowing for a moment, his blue gaze flickering to her mom for a moment before he nodded.
"Sure Gracie" He answered, his voice sounding huskier than she was used to hearing. Grace beamed at him before she made her way to the table to the side of the room, jumping up into the chair which she always sat in, sipping at the glass of milk which her mom passed to her. She sat quietly, her head tilted to the side as she watched her mom and Uncle Steve quickly finish preparing their breakfast, watching the way they moved together, like they were in some sort of dance with each other, always knowing where the other person was. She smiled when her mom placed a plate with pancakes and bacon in front of her.
"Thank you Mamma" She stated, picking up her knife and fork and attacking her food, half listening to the conversation between her mom and Uncle Steve. It sounded boring, something to do with evidence or something. She swallowed her mouthful of bacon, taking another sip of her milk before she spoke.
"Uncle Steve?" She asked, waiting until he looked towards her with a questioning look. "Why were you kissing Mamma?" She asked, watching with interest as his face paled and his eyes widened. For a moment she thought he looked terrified but she knew from the stories her mom and Auntie Kono had told her that Uncle Steve was one of the bravest men alive. He didn't get frightened or afraid.
"I… well… I… you see Grace…" He began to say, stumbling over his words making Grace feel almost sorry for him.
"Gracie bean" Her mom said softly cutting across Uncle Steve and attracting her attention. "Do you like Uncle Steve?" She asked her. Grace frowned slightly at the question before she nodded
"Yeah, he's really cool" She answered, smiling towards Uncle Steve, pleased to see him return her smile.
"Well" Her mom continued to say, reaching out with one of her hand and covering Uncle Steve's hand where it lay on the table. "I really like Uncle Steve as well." She told Grace seriously, meeting her eyes. "And he likes me a lot as well so we're…"
"Dating each other Gracie." Steve finished for her.
"Dating? Like boyfriend and Girlfriend dating?" She asked curiously, watching as her mom shared a quick look with Uncle Steve before they both looked back at her, nodding at the same time.
"Exactly like that Gracie" Her mom answered, smiling at the happy sound which Grace made at her news. She had always secretly hoped that her Mom and Uncle Steve would fall in love with each other. Uncle Steve made her mom happy and that was all Grace cared about, the fact he had his own private beach which she could use any time she wanted was just an added bonus in her eyes. "We're keeping it quiet for the moment though Gracie, just until we're sure about somethings so can you keep it a secret and no tell anyone?" She asked seriously.
"A secret between the three of us?" Grace asked, waiting until her mom nodded at her. "I can do that, I promise I won't tell anyone until you say I can. I pinkie swear it Mamma" She said solemnly before she reached out towards her mum with her little finger, smiling when her mom reached forward and hooked their pinkie fingers together and gently shook them up and down before she leaned forward and kissed Grace's.
"Thank you baby" Her mom said, squeezing gently before she let go. Grace nodded, turning back to her food, watching through her lashes as her mom and Uncle Steve shared a relieved smile with each other. Uncle Steve twisted his hand from where it still rested beneath her mom's so they were holding hands, their fingers interlocked with each other. Grace smiled happily before she spoke again.
"So can I be the flower girl when you get married?" She asked, her smile widening into a grin at the startled, wide eyed looks she received in response.
This could be fun.
Author Note
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