A/U just a little Daddy Daughter scene. Hope everyone likes it.

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Chapter 9: A Sick, but Happy, Little Girl.

Danny pulled up to the mansion to find all the lights shining. It had already been a long day, it was early evening but he had been busy and he knew it wasn't about to end any time soon. Walking up the driveway slowly he looked around at the yard, the fountain and the quiet street that he was unable to give Rachel when they had been married, in his defense however, he also didn't have to deal with living next do to major criminals.

Danny grinned; "It's always in the nice neighbourhoods!" he whispered and carried himself along.

Rachel and Stan had purchased a huge house, the biggest on the street in Danny's opinion and one that could fit Danny's tiny apartment in it twelve times over, but it was just a house, and what Danny carried in his arms for his little girl was worth more than what was they paid for the giant building. He had often wondered what it would have been like to be able to afford something like the house before him, but then he thought of all the work that goes into a place and the expectations people have of houses of that magnitude.

All in all, Danny was content with his tiny apartment. It was in a quiet neighbourhood, it was close to work, to the beach, to his friends and he never worried about what impression people got when they saw it. He was a single man, home was a place to hang his hat, a bed to sleep in and a place to veg on the couch and watch the game; nothing fancy just peaceful.

"Good Evening Daniel," Rachel said as she met him at the door. "We've been waiting all day." She added.

"Sorry, been a little busy." Danny sighed.

"I know Grace has been watching the news coverage all day," Rachel smiled, "just hoping for another glimpse of her father on the television."

"Tell her I'll be on the local evening news again tonight," Danny said as he walked into the foyer of the huge house.

"You can tell her yourself." Rachel smiled. "Have you had any luck on the case?" she asked.

"It's gotten more complicated." Danny sighed. "But we have more to go on then when we started."

"Steven's pirate assault has been replayed over and over again on the news," Rachel stated.

Danny rolled his eyes.

"What was he thinking?" she asked.

"If I knew, I would be a rich and powerful man," Danny sighed with a smile. "But, as I have no idea what goes on inside his head, I'm just going to have a heart attack one of these days because he's going to throw himself a cliff and some how sprout wings and fly away."

Rachel laughed.

"How's Gracie feeling?" Danny asked with concern, "what did the doctor say?'

"She's feeling better, it's just a cold, the doctor said not to worry and to have her rest. Hopefully she will be well enough for this weekend." Rachel smiled.

"If she isn't I understand," Danny nodded.

"I know you do Daniel," Rachel smiled, "but she loves her weekends with you and I hate to take them away from her, especially when she is sick. She's so much more sensitive when she's vulnerable."

"So are you," Danny laughed.

"This coming from 'mister big baby' when he gets a trifling cold," Rachel laughed.

Danny laughed. "If she wants to come over and she's still not feeling well, I can still take her." he said, "I can take care of my sick daughter, I am capable."

"I know you are," Rachel smiled, "but I would rather she be well so that you can spoil her."

"I'm going to spoil her now," Danny laughed.

"I'm sure you are," Rachel said as she shook her head, "why did you offer her ice cream?"

"I didn't offer it, she asked for it," Danny answered.

"I heard the conversation Daniel, she was on my phone. You offered it." Rachel stated.

"Ok, maybe I did, but she's sick. Have a heart!" Danny stated raising his voice a little.

"Danno…?" Gracie called from her bedroom door.

"I'm here Monkey," Danny called to her. "I brought Ice Cream, mango, pineapple twist."

Grace came rushing down the grand staircase, wrapped in a Hello Kitty bath robe, huge Eeyore slippers made her feet look like clown feet, and with a red and swollen nose.

"Monkey, look at you," Danny smiled as he hugged his daughter, "you don't look to good."

"My nose hurts," Grace said putting on an overly exaggerated pout.

"I can tell," Danny said sympathetically. "Will some Tylenol make you feel better?" he asked.

Grace shook her head in the negative.

"How about some ice cream?" he asked smiling sympathetically.

Grace smiled, but still shook her head.

"How about…" Danny trailed as he reached for the reusable bag he had purchased for the ice cream, "…Captain Jack Sparrow's hat!" he stated with a flourish as he pulled it out of the bag.

"Danno!" Grace cried, sheer joy in her voice.

"He signed it too," Danny smiled, "and he invites you for a tour of the Black Pearl when you feel better."

"You mean when you find it!" Grace smiled as she threw the hat on her head rounding off her odd wardrobe in true childlike fashion.

"Yes, I will have to locate that boat first," Danny laughed.

"It's a ship Danno," Grace stated.

"I know, I know, it's a ship," Danny sighed, "Steve keeps reminding me."

"Good," Grace smiled, "now lets have ice cream!"

Danny looked up at Rachel; she smiled at him and turned toward the kitchen. "I'll get you two bowls."

"Alright, fruity ice cream, Yay." Danny said sarcastically as he led his sick little girl to the kitchen.

"So I saw you on TV!" Grace smiled through spoonfuls of her ice cream.

"Slow down Monkey," Danny laughed as he watched his daughter. "I know you saw me on TV. You saw Steve too, didn't you?"

"He's such a pirate, Danno. It was so funny to watch." Grace said.

"It wasn't funny watching it happen, trust me. I was pulling my hair out." Danny laughed.

"Do you think you are going to find the Black Pearl soon, Danno?" Grace asked.

"I hope so, Monkey, this TV thing is really not for me. I don't like being the one in front of the camera," Danny smiled at his daughter.

"Are you shy Danno? Do you get stage fright?" she asked.

"I guess I must," He answered.

"You should picture everyone in their underwear!" Gracie stated. "That's what my dance teacher says she does when she gets nervous."

Danny and Rachel both laughed.

"I'll keep that in mind for tonight when I go back on the air," Danny smiled.

"Can I stay up to watch it?" Grace asked as she turned to her mother pleadingly.

"We'll see," Rachel sighed, "you are sick and I don't want you missing much more school because of this cold."

"I'll go to bed right after," Grace stated.

"Alright, if you stay awake that long, you may watch your father on the news." Rachel smiled.

"Well, I had better head back to the set, Steve and the crew are all waiting," Danny said as he and Grace finished their ice cream and he cleared their dishes.

"Bye Danno, break a leg," Gracie said as she hugged her father.

"Why should I break a leg?" Danny asked looking at his sick daughter.

"That's show biz talk for good luck, because its bad luck to say good luck," Gracie smiled.

"Oh well, I was worried, but I get it now." Danny smiled. "Danno loves you."

"I love you too Danno," Grace smiled as Danny finally released his daughter from their embrace.

"Good night Daniel," Rachel said as they all headed for the door.

"Good night Rachel, I'll call in the morning to check on her," He said in replay.

Grace waved at the door, Captain Jack's hat still perched on her head, as Danny pulled the Camaro out of the drive way. He felt better now that he had seen his baby girl and knew that his showbiz career had taken her mind off being sick, at least for one day.