Hey so sorry that this took so long had a serious case of writer's block. Sorry sorry sorry. This chapter might be kind of boring but it is a start in the right direction. So just so you know I will be referring to Danny "Danno" as Danny and Daniel Ocean as ocean to try and not confuse the two people. And anything written in italics is Danny in Steve's head and anything written in bold is Steve thinking to himself. Hope you like it and please review, I love hearing your feedback. Don't own anything
Amsterdam
The flight to Amsterdam went by rather slowly Danny only being able to think about Steve. Had Steve been able to forget him already? Were they already looking for his replacement? Was there an active warrant out for his arrest? Nothing was right, he didn't really even care if Benedict killed him or not, he was only here so that maybe both sets of his family would make it out of this alright. If they managed to pull this off he didn't even know where or what he would do after. Quickly pulling himself together, he quickly joined the rest of the group walking into the hotel. Rusty and Ocean were going to meet with Matsui tomorrow and they were even bringing Linus with them. He kind of wanted to see how Linus handled himself with Matsui and the language they use. He nearly fell off the chair laughing the first time he heard Matsui say "the sun was at the peak when the bird flew over the sea," meaning that the guy they were trying to rob leaves every morning when the sun goes up.
Yen walked silently beside him looking sympathetically at him every some seconds. Knowing Yen was only worried about him Danny didn't say anything but it was really annoying how everyone was staring at him all day. Sending him sorry glances here and there. They all knew what happened in Hawaii and about him and Steve. Without having to tell them anything Danny knew that the realized that the five-o team was the closest thing that he has had to family besides the ocean's eleven group.
The hotel room was of decent size with a shared living room and kitchen space and doors leading to different rooms. As always Danny would be sharing a room with Vigil which would give him just enough time to pull his hair out.
Hawaii
"Thanks Cath, I really do appreciate it." Steve said through his phone hurrying through the streets of Honolulu. Danny would kill him if he saw him driving his car like this. He was breaking so many rules right now it was actually funny. "Bye, I will call you later." The airport was busier than it usually be at this time of day, but Steve ignored it parking the car in the short term parking, Chin or Kono would come to pick it up later. He found the closest spot to the entrance and grabbed his bag he alway kept in the trunk running for the door. His flight left in thirty minutes and there was no way he was going to miss it.
He made it through security in no time, the things a badge and gun could do. Steve whipped his phone out as he ran the last few feet to his gate. "Hey, Kono."
"Steve, where have you been I was getting worried about you. Chin and I have been doing some research on this Terry Benedict guy." Steve sitting down in his seat glaring at the flight attendant trying to make him get off his phone breathed a sigh.
"What you got?" Steve muttered quietly.
"Seems normal enough on paper. Runs three of the biggest Casino's in Vegas. Pushing to be one of the richest men in the country. Has a lot of enemies, though. Seems like he has a decent amount of shady activity under the books, he is known to handle his problems without the police by hiring gangs and some pretty risky people. A few complaints for brutality by his former employee." Kono rattled off. "Where are you?"
"I am going after Danny." Steve answered briskly. "I will probably be gone for a little while."
"Where?! How do you know where he is? Where is he?" Kono spat out the questions one right after the other.
"Amsterdam. I had Catherine trace his phone. I am on the plane right now." Steve said.
"What his he doing in Amsterdam?" Kono pondered out loud.
"I don't know, but I plan to find out. I need you and Chin to handle things back home. Tell Dennings if he asks that I am on an assignment or something. Thanks Kono." Steve hung up the phone without waiting for a reply closing his eyes against the hum of the airplane as it took off the runway. 'What are you doing right now, Danno?'Steve thought to himself.
Steve stepped out into the warm air outside the amsterdam to the busy streets outside the airport. Steve had been a mess the entire flight, never stopped thinking about Danny. He really did miss him. Maybe lying about his past wasn't the end of the world. Steve never realized how much Danny did for him, he had know idea where he would be without him. Probably breaking through doors, and driving someone else crazy. A voice rang in Steve's head that sounded a lot like Danny when he started one of his rants. Not to mention shortening their life span by at least a decade. Shaking his head at the constant new voice. He was really starting to loose it.
"Hey Cath, I am in Amsterdam. Can you give me a more definite place where I can find Danny." Steve grumbled into the phone.
"Hold up a sec, I am putting it in the computer." Catherine sang into the phone. Really, Rambo. Having your ex-girlfriend find me using my cell phone. Invading my rights now, that definitely is breaking some laws. Can't you ever just go by the book, just for one day?
"You can argue with me later D, first I need to find you." Steve muttered not realizing that he actually said it out loud.
"What was that Steve." Catherine asked confused on what Steve was talking about.
"Nothing, what have you got?" Steve replied brashly.
"Hotel on Blockland, 1245 Blockland Ave, twenty minutes from the airport." Catherine informed. "I can't e too sure but it looks like he is somewhere on the third floor.
"Thanks I owe you." With that Steve hung up the phone waving down a taxi and getting in the back. "1245 Blockland." You can't just let me handle this now can you, you goof. You don't belong with this group. If you get caught you could loose everything. Don't do this. 'I love you Danno, I don't care what happens if I get caught. You aren't doing this without me.
The cab ride took longer than expected with the traffic that was humming through the city. People idling around talking to each other, laughing quietly Gorgeous city isn't it? Peaceful. They don't know that Mister-Keep-Hand-Grenade's-In-The-Dash is in town. "Shut up, Danno." Steve breathed under his breath. You know me better than that, ARMY. "I am in the navy, Danny. The navy."
The hotel was nice, an old white building with balconies coming off of most of the windows. The front desk was small with an array of different colored flowers. The small frail women on the opposite smiled politely at him, even thoug she didn't seem to like him. "Hello, ma'm. I am trying to find my friend. He is staying here but not answering his phone. I was supposed to go visit him. Do you possibly know which room this man is staying in? I am pretty sure that his room is on the third floor but I can't remember which room he said." Steve said politely putting on his best smile.
The women looked down at the photo of Danny that Steve had given her and then back at Steve. Thinking that she wasn't going to give him the room number he continued his story. "I haven't seen him in a while, but I am trying to surprise him for his birthday. His family isn't able to make it this far. I thought someone familiar should be spending the day with him."
"He is in room 306 but next time make sure to remember the number." The women said pointing at the staircase at the other side of the lobby. Steve thanked her heartily then moved swiftly toward the staircase. "Tell your friend happy birthday for me." Steve smiled and promised he would before taking the stairs two at a time. So you do know how to be civilized, who would have guessed. 'Not the time Danno.'
Steve knocked on the door and waited until a man in grungy jeans and a black tank top opened the door. He had dark skin and hair cut short, his mouth hanging open about to shut the door, but Steve got a foot in the way before he could. "Basher, who is at the door?" A male voice called from somewhere behind the door.
"Basher?" Steve growled. "I thought your name was Dante Fisher. At least that was what you were being called that last time we ran into each other."
"Sorry to disappoint, but I can't stay and chat. Have a good day." Basher said his cockney accent coming on thick. He continued to try and close the door, but Mcgarrett wouldn't let him get the door closed. Staring icily at the criminal in his way. He didn't expect to run into him here. He promised himself that he would kill this son of a bitch on sight the next time he saw him after what Fisher, or Basher, did to his team. He was interrupted however when Danny came around the corner stopping in his tracks when he saw Steve standing in the doorway.
"What are you doing here Steven?" Danny asked harshly. "Why do you look like you are going to kill Basher?"
