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So, this is the last chapter and the end of my story; I want to thank everyone for the review, the follow and the favs: you're awesome and very tolerant with my language mistakes, thank you very much. Now stop with the chatter and go with the story, hope you enjoy.

Chapter 11

It had been over three months since Steve had come home from his mission with the Seals. Things were gradually normalized, now he was better. He had left a big scar on his chest and leg and, at least physically, he was completely healed. The nightmares were, hand to hand, decreased but didn't disappear completely and there were times when Danny saw his gaze lost in space, as if his mind was somewhere else, but not in a nice place.
However, they returned to their old habits, just like in this moment. They were chasing a suspect, at an impressive speed and Danny, despite the seat belt, was trying not to throw himself across the car, holding on to the door.

"Steve! Slow down! Are you trying to get us killed?" He yelled at one point.

"Be quiet Danny, I have everything under control" he said with a grin and Danny's hands were itching.

"Be quiet he says! How do I feel comfortable if we are risking our lives running after a criminal, even though we know that he is the one..."

He couldn't finish the sentence because Steve had reached the suspect's car and, in a move more or less orthodox and with great screech of brakes, had got out and was stuck behind the car almost if it hadn't yet stopped.
In a leap he grabbed him by the collar and slammed him to the ground, folding his arms behind his back and putting on the handcuffs. With a triumphant smile, he raised his head, turned to Danny.

"Book 'em Danno!" had told him and Danny couldn't help but shake his head, raising his eyes and hands to the sky and laugh.

H50 H50 H50

Once they were back in the office, everyone went into their own rooms to fill out the reports. There was silence because they were alone, Chin and Kono had already left. Steve hated this part of the job, just couldn't stand, so he decided to try again. He went to Danny's office and stopped at the door, knocking on the door frame. Danny looked up and knew immediately what was coming.

"Hey Danny ..." Steve began.

"No" he said.

"No? But if you don't even know what I wanted to ask".

"I know exactly what you want to ask Steven ..."

"And what? Up ahead, tell me ... "

"You want me to write your report," Danny said triumphantly when he saw the expression in Steve's eyes.

"Please ... you know I hate these things ... it's just a waste of time ...".

"Ah, well, then it's my time what is good to waste? Why? Yours is too precious? "

Seeing the warlike aspect that was taking Danny's eyes, Steve did an imaginary step back.

"No, of course not, that's not what I meant ..."

"And what did you mean Steven?"

Damn, it was already the second time he called him Steven and it was a bad sign ... he decided to try his luck and entered the room, went to the desk and sat down, touching Danny's arm with his leg.

"Listen, I'll make you a deal, you write my report and I will do everything you ask, what do you say?" he said smiling in that way that he knew Danny wouldn't resist.

And that's it. Danny couldn't resist when Steve was looking at him in that way. But this time he decided that he would make him pay for this. He stood up and approached him, putting his hands on his knees. Steve spread his legs and he leaned against him.

"All I want? - he asked with a soft voice - Everything?".

And, saying this, he began to rub against him, put a hand behind his head and pulled him gently to himself, starting to leave a trail of kisses on his neck. He put his other hand on Steve's groin, whose breathing suddenly began to be difficult, caressing and kisses him, then passed to small bites that made Steve shiver, and certainly not for the cold. He brought his lips to his and began to kiss him deeply, slowly, as he knew he liked it. Steve was starting to emit faint moans of pleasure when Danny stopped talking, still resting on his lips, stirring their breath.

"So? What do you say? ".

"Yes ... I'll do anything you want ... Danny ...".

"Okay, this time I want that you write your report by yourself" said Danny suddenly breaking away from him, sitting down again and ignoring him on purpose.

Steve stood frozen for a moment, took a deep breath to try to calm the boiling and turned to Danny that, undaunted, was pounding on the keyboard of the pc. He stood up, walked around the desk and stood in front of him, with his hands on his hips.

"You did that on purpose! Right? Admit it. "

Danny looked up at him with an amused look.

"Yes, I just did it on purpose, so you learn what it means when someone tries to take advantage of you! Now go back to your office, please fill out your report and let me work. "

Steve wanted to be angry but he just couldn't because, within himself, he knew that Danny was right. So he turned and went back into his office to try to get that pain out of his ass.

H50 H50 H50

That night, at home, they sat on the couch after dinner and washed up, with Steve curled up on Danny, while he absently was stroking his hair. The TV was tuned to a football game, but, in reality, none of them was following the program.

"What are you thinking?" Danny asked at some point.

"I'm thinking to resign from the Navy ..."

Danny's hand froze in midair and looked down at his lover.

"I'm sorry, come again…" he asked in an unsteady voice.

"I want to leave the Navy. Definitively"said Steve sitting up and staring into his eyes, waiting for his reaction.

"Ok, now I understand ... but the Navy is your life Steve, why do you want to do it?"

"Now you are my life Danny, is no longer the Navy" said Steve.

He turned away from him and stood in front of the window to observe the ocean. Danny was silent, knowing that there was something else. After a while Steve continued.

"During this mission I realized that this life is not for me anymore. I believe that I have never been as bad as in those five months away from you, away from it all ... there were times when it seemed that I was going crazy ... I couldn't concentrate as I should ... and I've made mistakes ... with that little girl for example ... I wasn't lucid enough, I had to move her away immediately, perhaps she would still be alive ... I cannot stop thinking that she's dead because of me ... " and silently he's running a hand over his face.

Danny got up and joined him, taking him by the arm and turning towards him.

"Steve, you have to stop mulling over these things. You didn't do anything wrong, you're just a man, with his weaknesses and this is not a fault. "

Steve sighed and took him in his arms.

"I want to quit Danny. I want to quit. The very idea that they can call me again makes me sick. My life is here now, with you, with Grace. This is what I want. The Navy has had enough of me. I never want to leave ... " and saying so, he pulled away from him to stare into his eyes.

"I could not agree more than that," Danny replied, smiling.

He took his hand and together they went out on the beach behind the house to sit on the deck, watching the stars. The night was quiet and the moon lit up the ocean's surface, creating silvery reflections.
Danny thought he was good there, on that island, on that beach, on that deck, next to the man he loved, with his family. He was happy with Steve's decision, sure enough, he was just thrilled, he wouldn't have to relive those months of anguish. Certainly it wouldn't have been all roses, because their lives were in constant danger, however, given the way in which Steve behaved at work, but at least they risked together. There would have been him watching his back. He turned to Steve, took his hand and the smile he gave him was peaceful and Danny's heart quickened for happiness.
A sense of peace crept in Steve's mind and he realized that the decision to leave was not a sign of weakness, but of strength, strength that derived from the knowledge of finally being part of something and that something was there, sitting next to him.

End.