(One Month Later)
(Five-O Headquarters)
(Danny's P.O.V.)
"Danny," I heard a voice say. "Danny….Danno…..Danny."
"What?" I asked, the voice.
I was sitting at my desk, with my hand keeping my head up. Eyes closed.
I got no sleep last night.
No matter how much I willed myself to go asleep, I couldn't.
I kept tossing and turning. My mind keeping me up.
More specifically, my mind kept me up with thoughts of Emma.
Again.
It has been happening for about a month now. Not being able to sleep because Emma was in my head.
And I didn't know why.
It made no sense.
"I'm going to make a run for lunch." I heard the voice say. "You want anything?"
I recognized the voice as Steve's.
"Not hungry." I said.
"What do you mean you're not hungry?" I heard Steve ask, sounding confused. "You're always hungry around this time."
"Not today." I said.
"Are you sick?" I heard Steve ask.
"No, I'm not sick." I said.
"Are you depressed?" I heard Steve ask.
"I'm not depressed." I said, opening my eyes and looking at him. "I'm just not hungry. What part of that don't you understand?"
Steve studied me for a moment, then he said:
"I'll just get you what you normally get."
Then, Steve headed toward my office door, opened it, and left. Letting the door close behind him.
I sighed.
Damn SEAL, I thought.
I looked down at what I was doing before I closed my eyes.
It was paper work.
So not in the mood, I thought, closing the folder that was opened.
I then rubbed my hands over my face to wake me up.
"You ok, Danny?" I heard a voice ask.
I looked toward the voice and saw Kono had entered my office.
"Dandy." I said, smiling a little at her.
"You look like you didn't sleep last night." Kono said.
"I didn't." I said.
Kono was about to say something, when I added:
"And I don't want to discuss why."
"Why?" She asked.
"Because it's personal." I said. "And it doesn't involve anyone but me."
Suddenly, I saw something move past the window.
I looked toward the movement and saw Emma walk by my office.
"Is there anything you need, Kono?" I asked, looking back at her.
"No." Kono said. "I just came in here to see if you were ok. Steve's a little worried about you."
"Tell Steve, I'm fine." I said, as I stood up.
Then I walked over to the door, and left my Office. Heading into the direction of the exit.
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"Here you go, Danny." Kamekona said, as he sat down a bowl of shaved ice in front of me.
After I left Headquarters, I went for a walk to try to clear my head.
I ended up coming to the Wailoa Shave Ice place.
"Thanks." I said. "But I didn't order anything."
Kamekona sat down at the picnic table across from me.
"I know." He said. "But I saw you were sitting here, and thought I would bring something over to you."
"Do I still have to pay for it?" I asked.
"Does a seal get eaten by sharks?" Kamekona asked.
I laughed a little.
Then it was silent, as I stared at the shaved ice.
"Steve was at the Shrimp Truck a half hour ago." I heard Kamekona say.
"Yeah?" I said.
A couple seconds went by.
"Did you and McGarrett have a fight?" I heard Kamekona ask.
"No." I said.
"Then why are you here instead of work?" I heard Kamekona ask.
"I needed to clear my head." I said.
"Clear your head of what?" I heard Kamekona ask.
I looked at him.
"Something that is between me, myself, and I." I said.
"Telling someone may help." Kamekona said.
"I can't tell someone." I said. "I can't even make sense of it myself, how the hell am I suppose to tell someone else and get their advice?"
"Maybe that someone can help you understand it." He said. "Like a therapist."
"A therapist." I said.
"Yeah." Kamekona said. "You know, you tell the person your problems, and they help you fix it."
"I know what a therapist is." I said. "And I don't need one. This is something I need to figure out myself."
Kamekona looked at me for a couple seconds, then he asked:
"Is it a girl?"
I rolled my eyes.
"It is a girl." He said. "A woman. Danny has a woman?!"
"No, Danny does NOT have a woman." I said.
"You came to the right place." Kamekona said. "I'm great at giving advice about women."
"I'll pass." I said.
"Tell me what happened between you and your woman and I'll tell you what she's thinking and what you can do." He said.
"For the last time, I don't have a woman." I said.
"But there's one on your mind." Kamekona said.
"How can you possibly know that?" I asked.
"Steve told me how you didn't want anything to eat." He said. "I can tell you didn't sleep last night, and you haven't touched your shaved ice."
"And how does that lead to a woman being on my mind?" I asked.
"Not sleeping or eating are signs you're in love." Kamekona said.
I laughed.
"I-I-I can assure you, I am DEFINITELY NOT in love." I said. "I would know if I was."
"Are you sure?" He asked.
"Positive." I said.
"Do you even know what the definition of love is?" Kamekona asked.
"Love has different meanings for everyone." I said.
"The definition of love, as in, romantic love, is a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person." He said. "A feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection for someone. Someone you have sexual desire for. Someone who stoled your heart. Someone you would do anything for. But most importantly, someone you can't live without."
"And you think I feel that way about someone?" I asked.
"I don't think it." Kamekona said. "I know it. And I bet you do too, you just don't realize it."
I laughed a little.
"Your situation is like that Alan Jackson song." He said.
"An Alan Jackson song?" I asked.
"Yeah, you know, the one that goes I can't eat, I can't sleep, it's turning me every way but loose-" Kamekona began.
"Love's got a hold on you." I said.
"Yeah, that one." He said. "See, you know what I'm talking about."
"I'm not in love." I said.
"Yeah you are." Kamekona said.
"No I'm not." I said.
"Pretty sure." He said, nodding.
"You know what? I don't have to stay here and argue with you with something I know whether or not I am or am not in." I said, as I stood up. "So, I'm going to go. Thank you, for the shaved ice."
I then began to walk away.
"Oh, and uh," I began as I turned back around to face him. "We NEVER had this conversation."
"What conversation?" Kamekona asked.
"Exactly." I said.
Then, I walked away.
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"Danny, where have you been?" Steve asked, as I entered Five- O Headquarters.
"I went for a walk." I said. "Is that a crime now?"
"I called you." He said.
"I left my phone on my desk." I said.
"Why didn't you tell anyone where you were going?" Steve asked.
I was about to respond, when someone said:
"Steve, leave him alone."
I looked toward the voice and saw Emma had joined us.
"So, he went for a walk." Emma said. "He's back now. You can stop worrying."
Steve stared at her for a moment, then he sighed, and walked toward his office.
Once Steve was gone, Emma looked at me.
"I literally had to stop him from going out to find you." Emma said.
"Thanks." I said.
Emma nodded.
"Are you ok, though?" She asked, a hint of worry in her voice. "This past month you seemed to be not getting a lot of sleep and you haven't really been eating a lot, either."
"Now who's keeping a diary about eating habits?" I asked, teasingly.
Emma blushed a little.
"I'm fine." I said, giving her a smile. "I just needed a walk."
"Ok." Emma said, smiling a little. "If you need anything though, or if you want to talk, you can come to me."
"Like wise." I said.
Emma gave me a nod, and walked away from me, toward her office.
And as she did, I thought about what Kamekona said to me.
No, I thought. No way. Not possible. Nope. Definitely not.
I then headed toward my office.