Well, Lieutenant Commander Joe White met all Danny's expectations and then some, now he knew who Steve learned his steely-eyed stare from or maybe it was a prerequisite for a SEAL. Either way, he still hoped the guy would be able to rein his friend in or at the very least, make him see common sense.

On the way to the prison, Danny filled Joe in on everything, including the disastrous visit yesterday. Joe shook his head, grumbled something about stubborn and promised to do his best to get Steve to see reason. It was easy to see where Steve received his training from. So, with just a tiny bit of trepidation, Danny gave their names and their request to see Steve to the guards.

McGarrett was again escorted to the room in chains. He hated seeing his friend so restrained and he knew Steve was having a hard time dealing with it even if he never showed it. He watched Steve's face carefully as the man sat down. Ah, good, all is forgiven.

"Why are you smiling at me?" Danny frowned in confusion.

Steve's grin widen. "You're not wearing a tie. It suits you."

"No, I'm not wearing a tie cause there's no dress code for an outta work cop," Danny retorted.

"You get any leads on Wo Fat?" Danny didn't miss the faint glow of hope with the question, nor did he miss it fade with his answer, "Ah, no. Nothing yet."

Abruptly changing the subject, Steve asked, "How's the family? How's Rachel? She into morning sickness yet?"

Not a topic he was willing to talk about, Danny evaded, "Yeah, she's a, she's excellent. Look, I know you don't like visitors, but this guy wouldn't take no for an answer." He couldn't jump up fast enough to turn the show over to Joe. Little did he know, this was going to be the easiest part of the day.

He was grateful Chin was there when the call came about Victor Hesse stabbing Steve. He really needed the man's calming presence. As it was, he probably shaved a few year's off the Zen master's life on the drive to the prison. They were leaving Halawa after finishing with Hesse when Chin received a call. Ah, sweet hell, McGarrett took out two guys and escaped from the ambulance.

They headed back to Danny's hovel to garner forces with Kono and Jenna. Trying to second guess Steve's actions was like trying to predict the path of a tornado. The man was too well trained in evasiveness. When Danny's phone rang, he couldn't help but think, "Shit, what now? Is someone going to tell me Steve's been abducted by aliens or more likely has found a tank and is driving it towards the governor's mansion?!" He frowned in surprise at the caller ID., Max Bergman. What could Max possibly want right now?

"Hello, Max. Look, this is not really a good time," Danny started out.

The eccentric medical examiner cut him off, "Detective, I have a visitor you would be extremely interested in seeing. Let's just say he entered my domicile in a less than legal fashion."

Danny waved at Chin who wasn't trying to hide the fact he was ease dropping. Danny mouthed, "Found." Chin nodded his understanding.

"Thanks for calling, Max. We would love to meet your visitor. Say about twenty minutes?"

"That would be perfect, Detective. I'll see you then." Max ended the call.

Chin stared at Danny. "Uh, Danny, not sure if you know this, but it's about forty-five minutes to Max's and we're sure to have a tail."

Danny didn't respond as he headed for the car expecting Chin to follow. Wordlessly, they got in the Camaro and pulled out of parking lot. Chin took a good look at Danny and didn't like what he saw. The last time he'd seen Danny like this, they were playing chicken with a Leer jet. Chin spent the entire ride to Max's oscillating between fearing for his life, appreciating the ease in which Danny lost their tail and being astounded at how well Danny handled the car. The Jersey native seemed to instinctively know just when to push it and when to rein it in so they didn't attract unnecessary attention. Chin made a mental note to ask Danny where he'd learned to handle a vehicle like that cause it wasn't from any police pursuit driving course.

Danny was so relieved to find his partner up, moving and relatively in on piece that he couldn't help but do what came naturally to him, rant. It's what he always did when his emotions got the better of him. His family knew it just meant that he cared. Virgil would cross his arms and wait him out, it was quicker and easier. Steve's learning curve was a little bigger, he still tried to ward him off which always gave Danny more steam. Chin wisely stepped in before the situation escalated.

Danny couldn't help pacing in the corner, taking one deep breath after another. He barely managed to control the shaking in his hands. It wasn't from anger at Steve, no it was from relief, let down after an adrenaline high. Joe's call, requesting Steve join his former CO at some unknown address came a few moments too soon. Danny let loose on the last vestiges of his feelings before Max's interruption with an attempt to educate them about Yoda short circuited his tirade.

"Please. Listen to me. Is there any way I can talk you outta this?" Danny pleaded, dropping his tone, hoping to reason with Steve.

"Has that ever worked before? Danny."

"No."

"Okay, so. Let's go. Yeah?" Steve riposted.

Already turning to the door, Danny tossed out, "Okay."

To say the conversation in the car was uncomfortable would have been a huge understatement. He thought briefly about letting Grace's call go to voicemail, but he wouldn't pass up the chance to speak with his daughter even if it meant that Steve would be privy to the conversation and would most assuredly ask questions. The last thing Danny wanted to talk about was his situation with Rachel. Steve didn't disappoint, but Danny's emotions were still too raw and he gave Steve just the barest of information, before making a distracting comment about being more worried about the Camaro and fell silent.

By the time they made it to Joe' location, the awkwardness had passed. He and Steve were back to their normal. Danny carried on a decent conversation with Joe while Steve spoke with Mokoto. The more time he spent in Joe's company the more Danny's sensors went off. The older man was congenial enough and seemed to care for Steve's well-being, but something wasn't quite right. Turk could spot cagey a mile away and Joe was the epitome of cagey. Filing away his impressions, he promised himself he'd keep a close eye on the guy for Steve's sake. It wasn't the first time one of Steve's old acquaintances had put him on edge. Danny got the feeling it wouldn't be the last time either.

The rest of the day passed in a blur. Clearing Steve's name was exhausting. When he got home, Danny pulled out his sleeper sofa and flopped down fully clothed. He knew he had phone calls to make, but for the moment he savored the fact his partner was safe and sound in his own home tonight. It turned out he didn't need to call anyone. Elliot Wells had been watching the television coverage. The man had already booked his flight out. Danny thanked him heartily after making sure all fees had been covered. Wells assured him they were. Even though it was late, on the mainland, the second call came in too.

"Hey, Turk. It's a good thing I suffer from insomnia," Danny Ocean's calm voice came over the line. "CNN is certainly interested in the goings on in Hawaii."

"Yeah, well. That's what you get when the governor is murder by an international terrorist and her hand picked task force leader is framed for it."

"Glad everything worked out. Not gonna need that job now are you?"

Turk chuckled at the question that was more of a statement. "Nah, I guess not. I'm sure I didn't leave you in a rut though."

It was Ocean's turn to laugh. "Nope. Had it covered the whole way. Until next time, Turk."

Danny crawled his way off the bed, took a long hot shower and collapsed again to sleep the sleep of a man with less worries.