A/N: As I said, I was worried about that last (and this) chapter, so thanks to those who have let me know what you thought. I'm glad it doesn't seemed to have caused any problems, and I would love to hear from some more of you.

Steve is the first to wake, and he looks down in confusion to realise that Graces lies in the comfort of his arm with one of her own arms loosely draped over his torso. Steve attempts to wriggle out of her hold, but wanting desperately not to wake her from her seemingly calm sleep after last night, he waits for another ten minutes, relaxing with his eyes closed until Grace rolls away from his embrace.

She is visibly more relaxed as her eyes open with a small smile, and Steve turns to her with his head still resting on the pillow. "How you feelin'?"

Her smiles grows slightly, and she rubs her hands over her face before replying. "Hungry."

Steve nods with a low laugh and he pushes himself out of bed, walking downstairs in flannel trousers and a t-shirt with Grace close behind him. She sits down and waits patiently at the table as Steve uses the remnants of yesterday's batter from the fridge to make more pancakes. He pleased to see that with the new day, Grace's fears of the previous night have seemingly been washed away.

Grace's mood has obviously lightened, and the light has pushed away her memories of last night. By the time they finish eating it's almost eleven o'clock having both overslept due to Steve's fatigue and Grace's rough night.

Less than an hour later they have again returned to the Game Boy's, this time with Mario & Luigi: Superstar Saga as their game of choice. They work through almost a quarter of the game together in less than an hour and a half, and eat lunch quickly before heading to Waiola Shave Ice for refreshments. They pick at each other's as well as their own before finally returning to the house for what Grace has been waiting for. She eagerly runs into the beach-side residence to retrieve the soccer ball and it emerges from the house a few seconds before Grace.

Steve expertly controls the ball and kicks it back to her, today deciding that they're ready to have some real fun.

He points out a goalpost for them using a couple of palm trees by the beach. He stands inbetween them as the goalkeeper, reminding Grace that if she can beat him, then she'll certainly be able to beat Danny later.

By the time Steve and Grace have even noticed how long they've been playing, it's just gone five o'clock and Steve hears the sound of Danny's car coming from the other side of the house. Apparently the constant supply of snacks has done enough to keep them going. He holds a finger to his lips to draw Grace's attention to the noise, and it works. He follows her as she runs straight around the side of the house.

Steve smiles as the silver Chevrolet comes into view, and he watches as Danny's eyes light up at the sight of his daughter, and Grace races forwards into his arms. Danny holds her tight for at least ten seconds before releasing her just far enough to look into her eyes. "Hey monkey, you alright? I've missed you."

She nods frantically, "Love you Danno." Steve steps forwards to hug his partner briefly, and then Danny turns back to Grace.

"How did Steve do this weekend? Was he okay? Or did he get you guys into loads of trouble?" Steve doesn't look impressed by the insinuation.

She nods again. "We had fun," she looks to him for confirmation and Steve nods in agreement as they walk back around the house, "And he said we can go to dinner."

Danny grins at her again and nods, giving his permission. "Sounds good to me." As they reach the house, Danny's eyes scan the area. "What, you guys been playing soccer?" …