The tired team made their way back to Steve's, where Callie cooked a delicious breakfast of pancakes, eggs, bacon, and sausage. Steve managed to eat half a banana and a piece of toast before he retreated upstairs.
Callie eased her way into the dark bedroom a little later. "Everyone is headed to bed for a while. Chin and Kono are in the guest rooms and Danny is on the couch."
"Mmm," Steve moaned with his eyes still closed. "Tell him not to turn the tv on. It's a stupid habit of his. He'll drive everybody crazy and Kono will kick his ass." Steve paused. "On second thought, don't tell him anything."
Callie laughed softly, and Steve took a deep breath. "You need to sleep too," he mumbled, almost back asleep himself.
"Yes," she said coyly. "But I also need to keep a check on the fever my favorite patient is running, and the symptoms he can't seem to get away from. And all the beds are filled. So, I suppose I'll just have to share the bed with said patient. You know, that's probably the best way to keep a close eye on him."
"Favorite patient?" Steve said, a slight smile playing on his lips. "I thought doctors weren't supposed to have favorites."
"That's teachers. Doctors definitely can."
Steve sighed. "That's…good." He coughed wetly and burrowed further down into the comforter, trying to find the warmth he'd been missing since he'd gotten sick.
"Still cold?"
"Mmhm," he shivered. "Can't get warm."
"Let's try this, then. She snuggled under the covers and pressed her body against his, gently rubbing his aching muscles and feeling him relax beneath her fingers. "Better?"
"Mmhmmm."
"Good. Now sleep."
Steve slept until mid-afternoon, only waking because of a series of harsh coughs. He curled in on himself, almost in a fetal position, trying to ease the pain in his chest.
"Ohhh," he moaned. He slowly opened his eyes to Callie and Danny standing near his bed. Danny offered him a bottle of water, and he accepted gratefully.
"How are you feeling?" Callie questioned, putting her hand on his forehead.
"O…kay," he huffed as he unsuccessfully tried to fight off a sneeze. He turned to them with bleary, red eyes. "Ugh. I'm so tired of this."
"I know. Hey, somebody wanted to talk to you earlier," Danny pulled out his phone and dialed a number. "Hey, Grace! Uncle Steve is awake now. You want to talk to him?"
Danny handed Steve the phone. "Hi, Uncle Steve!"
"Hey, Gracie," Steve said, and the adults in the room could hear the weariness in his voice.
"Are you feeling better?"
"Not yet," he replied honestly. "Danno says you're all better now though. I'm glad to hear that."
"Yeah, I am. I'm sorry I got you sick. You're the best uncle ever. You took really good care of me, that's probably why I got better so quick."
"Anytime, Gracie. And it's not your fault. This kind of stuff just happens."
"Alright, Grace, we're going to let you go now," Danny said as he realized Steve didn't have the energy to really keep up his side of the conversation.
"Okay, Danno. Take care of Uncle Steve. You should watch Moana with him; movies always make sick days better! It's a good movie, too. And be sure to give him lots to drink. And make Nana's chicken soup for him."
Danny chuckled, along with Callie. "Got it, Grace. I'll take good care of him."
"Good, Danno. Cause he's really special."
"You're right, Grace. He sure is."
The team spent the rest of Saturday lazing around the living room. Callie and Steve had assumed their positions from the previous night, Danny lounged in the recliner, Chin on the loveseat, and Kono had stretched out on the rug where she'd created something that resembled a nest of blankets and pillows.
"Man," Danny said, stretching as one movie ended. "When was the last time we spent a Saturday like this? And we've got the whole week!"
"We're going to be worthless come next Monday," Chin observed.
"And ten pounds heavier," Kono added, patting her stomach as she stood up. "Who wants popcorn?" She paused. "Is that okay, boss? Is the smell going to bother you?"
"No, I'm good right now," Steve said. He stretched and then settled comfortably back into his spot on Callie's lap. He waved a hand at Kono. "Go ahead."
"So what are we watching next?" Chin asked, flipping through the choices on Netflix.
"Well, Grace suggested Moana," Callie said jokingly.
"Gah, that kid and her Disney movies," Danny exclaimed. "At least there's a little humor in them for the adults though. They're getting better."
"We watched that twice on Tuesday," Steve mumbled into the pillow. "Still can't get those songs out of my head."
The group laughed. "What else did y'all watch?" Kono asked as she came back in with two huge bowls of popcorn and a bottle of Sprite for Steve. Normally he only drank water, but when he was sick he usually preferred something different. It amazed him that his team seemed to pick up on things like this without him ever saying anything.
"Um," Steve paused to think. "The Princess and the Frog and the one about Rapunzel? It's called something different."
"Ahhh, Tangled," Danny said knowingly.
"Yeah, that," Steve agreed. "Lots of princesses. And singing."
"You're a good man, Steve McGarrett," Chin said, still perusing the choices. "A very good man."
Around dinnertime, Lou Grover knocked on the front door of the McGarrett residence. Just returning from a trip from Chicago, he wanted to drop by to catch up on what he'd missed the past week. From the looks of McGarrett's driveway, the rest of the team was here too. Maybe a barbecue? He thought as he knocked again. Still not getting an answer, he tried the door and found it to be unlocked. Cautiously, he opened the door….and found his team (plus one more unknown but very attractive woman) all asleep and sprawled around the living room in various positions, popcorn scattered about, and Top Gun on the tv. "What in the world…" he mused aloud. He chuckled and shook his head as he snapped a few pictures for blackmail purposes—his friends, badass as they were, were not immune to open-mouthed drooling, it appeared.
Chin woke then, surprised to find Lou there, "Oh, hey, Lou. Didn't hear you come in."
"Yeah, no one did. What is going on here?"
"McGarrett's sick. We caught a case and the governor made him work it because of the family it involved. After it was closed, Callie," he nodded at the woman on the couch who was being used as a pillow for Steve, "let her have it. She's the doctor who has been treating Steve for radiation poisoning. Callie told her he needed at least a week off, and that she should give the rest of the team the same. And the governor did. I swear, I think she was intimidated by Dr. Ryan there. She's little, but a firecracker for sure. McGarrett even listens to her."
"Huh," Lou said in wonder. "I take it there's more than a doctor/patient relationship going on there?"
"Yeah, brah. That's the girl he's been seeing the last several months. She's great. You'll like her."
"Chin, if she can boss around McGarrett and the governor, I already do."
Lou and Chin sat on the lanai shooting the breeze and drinking beer from Steve's fridge as they waited for the others to wake up from their naps. Lou filled Chin on his trip and Chin shared what he knew about Callie and Steve. Hearing movement in the house, they went back in to see that their team was waking.
"Lou!" Danny exclaimed. "Glad you to join us! Welcome to Ohana Week!"
"Welcome to what?" Kono asked, raising her eyebrows at the detective.
"Ohana Week. Like Senior Week, you know? When all the high school seniors go to the coast after graduation? Is that only a mainland thing? This is Ohana Week. Sharing a house, eating meals together, hanging out…"
The group stared at him. Steve was the first to speak. "You're an idiot."
"Ah, but I am your idiot," Danny said as he made his way to the kitchen, punching Steve lightly on the shoulder as he passed the couch. "What's for dinner?"
"Nana's soup?" Steve said hopefully.
"Ooooh, yeah, Danny, make that," Kono encouraged. "It's so good!"
"Please?" Steve stared up at him with puppy dog eyes.
"Fine," Danny said, secretly pleased that his team enjoyed his cooking. He pointed a finger at Steve. "But if I make it, I expect you to eat it. And more than you ate last night. I know you don't feel well, but you have to eat."
Steve gave Danny a mock salute and turned over in an effort to return to sleep.
"Uh-uh, Commander," Callie said. "I need to move and stretch my legs for a while. Being a human pillow is a bit tiring." She stood up, dropping a kiss to his forehead as she settled the blanket back over him.
Callie perched on one of the tall chairs at the island in the kitchen, watching as Danny prepared the items he needed for the soup. Lou, Chin, and Kono sat at the table playing a card game. Danny glanced into the living room.
"Is he okay? He's sleeping an awful lot." Danny frowned.
Callie smiled at the partner's concern. "That's what his body needs, and, really, the sleep he has gotten today has been pretty fitful. He hasn't really rested well, you know? His fever is still high too—that alone takes a lot out of a person. Don't worry though, Danny—I'm watching him."
