A/N: My goodness, where does the time go? It's already the weeks end and I feel like it should be Monday. Blah! Anyway, happy Friday and enjoy these prompts!

Prompts 231 to 235

231. I had no time to be afraid.

"Danny, I just want to say that you are taking this whole thing fairly well," Steve said as they moved to leave the county lock up after having survived the case, standoff, explosion and fire fight that all started because a prisoner managing to escape his transfer before being put on a plane to face his charges on the mainland.

"I'm taking it so well back I didn't have time to be afraid. Everything happened so fast."

"So I have a rant to look forward to now that everything is sinking in?" Steve asked in tones of teasing.

"This one wasn't even your fault, in the beginning, we just happened to take over, as is usually the case, when things went sideways," Danny commented with a shrug. "I don't think a rant is necessary in this case because as fast as it happened, as quickly as we were brought into things, and as swiftly as it went south, none of it had anything to do with you or your predisposition to cause the chaos yourself."

"I'm going to take that as a compliment," Steve said and laughed.

"You should, I think you handled today, and all that happened in the span of less then nine hours, in a very professional and well organized manner. Although, we dealt with more than we usually would on any given day, it seemed like, through the chaos, you had a plan and were well equipped to deal with everything. Things could have been so much worse and yet you managed to keep control of the chaos."

"Thank you, Daniel, I appreciate you saying that," Steve said and smiled as they reached the car. "No one on our side was hurt, cleanup is underway, and our fugitive is back in custody."

"And he isn't going to have the opportunity to escape, or attempt it, any time soon as this escapade today has locked him down in Hawaii for the foreseeable future and the new charges that will come up against him in this state," Danny continued for his partner.

"Exactly," Steve said, "so, how about beers to celebrate a job well done?"

"I like that idea, are you buying? Where is your wallet? Show it to me!" Danny demanded.

"Come on, I have my wallet!"

"You know what, maybe you will get a rant out of me," Danny threatened.

"It's right…" Steve stopped as he reached into his back pocket and then his front pocket and then one of the pockets on the side of his khakis. "Where's my wallet?" He asked and there was a twinge of panic in his tone.

"Well something had to go wrong today," Danny said and smirked. "It couldn't have all been perfect."

"Daniel, I lost my wallet! This is no time for jokes!"

"It's in the glove compartment with your grenades. I picked it up when you tumbled off off the roof in your foot pursuit," Danny said and laughed out loud as the relief washed over his partner. "Come on, let's get those beers. You really need it now."

232. I think I'm in the wrong room.

"I think I'm in the wrong room," Steve said as he looked around the gathering of women. "I'm looking for the counsel in charge of the junior scouts."

"That's us," One woman at the head of a long line of women spoke and smiled. "You must be Steve. We're so happy to have you join us."

"Um, yeah, thanks for having me. I'm looking forward to working with you and the junior scouts," Steve said as he accepted the one remaining seat. "Sorry I'm late." He said as he sat.

"Thank you so much for taking Detective Williams' place. He's been bumped, I understand, to chair of the Island Cheer National Squad council and we now meet on the same nights."

"Yes, I believe that is correct. Grace is a very active young lady," Steve said and nodded. "And, unfortunately, this isn't the only activity Daniel has had to pass off to his friends because of the Cheer National Squad. Lucky for him, our friend Chin Ho Kelly is guardian to his niece, who is Charlie Williams' age, so he was handed the mini scouts council position to him. However, if Charlie takes on anything else, aside for the baseball that we all coach with Daniel, we may have some issues with schedule conflicts."

"That is understandable, as it does take a village to raise a child, and you seem to have three very active youngsters on your hands," Another lady said as she batt her eyes at Steve.

"Oh yeah, and little Sarah is turning into such a little socialite herself. She's joined the Cheer National group, she looks up to Grace for everything, but she's not competitive yet. She's playing on the little tikes baseball team with Charlie and has joined mini scouts. We're a busy group," Steve said and laughed.

"And a task force, let's not forget how busy you are on a regular basis with your careers," another woman said.

"Oh yeah, there's that too," Steve said dismissively, "but I mean, the kids are our future and we have to keep them busy."

"And don't you have a little niece?" Yet another asked.

"I do, Joanie, but she's only like three so aside for her kinder music and swimming lessons, which Uncle Steve has to be at, she's not nearly as busy as the Williams children and Sarah," Steve said boastfully.

"But she will be," the first woman said. "And we are so happy to have all of them involved in our organization, and you."

"I'm happy to be here," Steve said. "Shall we get down to business?"

"Yes, let's."

233. I kept walking, but I knew I would stop before I got there.

"I kept walking, but I knew I would stop before I got there, I had a plan as soon as I got myself out of the house, well Charlie and me," Grace said as she looked to her father, who looked at her with deep seeded concern.

Grace had shown up with her little brother in her arms, on a night when she should have been with her mother. This was the reason that Danny had accepted to stay in and work late.

"It's a long way from mom's house to the Hale, but I knew you wouldn't be at home, so I flagged the first cop car I found and asked the pair of officers to bring me to you," She explained. "We walked to the main road, knowing full well that the patrol officers would be around."

"Smart, but you could have called and I would have come to get you and your brother," Danny said as he looked to the sleeping boy in the chair in his office.

"I didn't want them to hear us leaving," Grace said. "And when I realized my phone was down among all those people getting drunk and yelling and smoking, I figured I'd do better sneaking out and flagging down the cops then getting into the think of things. Charlie was crying, mom was passed out on the sofa, it was chaos. So I had to get out of the house, into the quiet, just to hear myself think and to calm Charlie down. I mean, it was way past his bedtime and he was super cranky as it was, the party did nothing for his mental state but once we were out of the house and on the street he settled down. I told him we were going to find you and all would be okay and he settled enough to walk a little but I carried him most of the time. I told the police why we were leaving and that you would be in the office tonight so I think they sent another car over to break up the party or whatever that was."

"That's what I've been told," Danny said. "And I'm very proud of you for getting out of that situation."

"I am too," She said with a nod. "It was the right thing to do."

"Yes, and now I'm going to take you home to my place. Rosie is going to meet us there and we'll get you both settled."

"All of our school stuff is still at mom's," Grace said as if she would be in trouble for leaving it all behind.

"I'm not going to send you to school tomorrow, we're just going to deal with the aftermath of tonight, as a family, and you'll go back to class on Monday," Danny said. "I've already called and left messages on the school attendance line."

"Oh, okay," Grace smiled and finally relaxed.

"Monkey, you look exhausted, let's get you home."

"Thank you Danno."

234. I'm not built for this kind of thing anymore.

"I really am getting too old for this shit, and well, I don't have another liver to give you and you're not getting a kidney. So please, for both of our sakes, our health and wellbeing, could you stop talking me into flying with you?" Danny asked as he sat in the jungle with Steve near the helicopter that Steve had piloted and had to make an emergence landing, if that's what you'd like to call it, in a clearing that was hardly a breaking in the jungle canopy. Needless to say, it was more of a crash then a landing.

"We survived," Steve said as he shifted uncomfortable.

"Barely," Danny countered. "I'm pretty sure your leg is broken and your shoulder is dislocated and I may have a concussion, but thankfully I'm awake. So you keep me alert and I'll make sure that if you pass out, from pain, to try and wake you, but then again, I can't tell if you're bleeding internally. If that's the case, I'm afraid you're screwed."

"We're screwed as it is," Steve huffed and winced in pain.

"Pretty much because can't even really go looking for a way out. I mean sure we have a fire and our friend will eventually get suspicious when we don't come back, but yeah we're stuck here."

"No, I mean we're screwed because Kamekona's helicopter is trashed," Steve corrected.

"That is your problem if we get out of this much more pressing situation," Danny practically yelled and then gripped his head. "Nope, gotta keep calm, that hurt too much." He added to himself.

"Well at least you managed to get a fire going," Steve said trying to be optimistic.

"I'm about ready to set a portion of the jungle on fire if it will get us rescued," Danny said.

"That's not a great idea on your part because if it gets away on you we have no way of running," Steve said.

"I am capable of escaping the flames, you may not be," Danny corrected angrily.

"You'd abandoned me?" Steve asked in shock.

"You got us into this in the first place and we weren't even on a case. This was just a joy ride and you managed to crash! The moral of this story is that you are not as good a pilot as you think you are because every time I have gotten into an aircraft with you we have crashed!"

"Not every time," Steve countered.

"Name one time we made it home without incident!"

"I must be concussed too, I can't think straight, but I am sure when we are in a better situation, I'll be able to name you ten times we've been flying and okay."

"No you wont, because there aren't any!"

"I really don't want to argue Daniel," Steve grumbled.

"What is there to argue about, you're wrong," Danny said.

"No I'm not!"

"Yes you are!"

"Would you just go to sleep already," Steve huffed angrily.

"I can't, I have a concussion, I may never wake up!"

"Yeah, I know, but I need you to shut up for a while!"

"Fine, you stay here and feed the fire. I'll get more wood," Danny said, stood very slowly, and then moved to leave.

"I can't move, how am I going to feed the fire?"

"I don't know, but I need to not see your face for a while." Danny said sarcastically and walked off.

235. The nicest thing anyone has ever said to you.

Yelling and cursing came spewing forth from the mouth of an angry bystander as the Five-O task force moved through their crime scene questioning people and expanding the line of the scene outward as to not miss anything. It was protocol and completely within their right, but it was also completely within the rights of the angry men and women being kept from their businesses to voice their opinions and concerns.

"Sir, your behaviour is neither civil nor constructive, I'm going to have to ask you to leave," Danny said finally, no longer able to ignore the barrage of negativity or concentrated on the work he was doing because of one man in particular.

"You pseudo detectives have no clue what's going on here or how to handle things. My shop is not part of your crime scene. I demand to be let back into my business."

"Which is yours?"

"That one," the man pointed to the storefront right next to the primary location.

"Why is there blood in the doorway?" Danny asked.

"That's not blood, it's pain," the man huffed.

"No, it's blood, phorensics established that fifteen minutes ago, try again," Danny said and this time stared down the man as if to read him like a book.

Suddenly the man became agitated.

"Well I don't know how that got there, that's not my job," the man said indignantly.

"No, it's mine, and clearly you were removed from your business by police. Isn't that right?" Danny asked and smirked.

"No, I wasn't here," the man answered.

"Oh really, so your business wasn't open while the crimes next door were being committed?" Danny asked and raised a questioning eyebrow to the man.

"It was open, my employees were working," the man answered.

"Fred and Constance?" Danny read off the notepad he'd been writing in.

"Yes," the man answered.

"Fred who was shot for obstructing the police and Constance who was taken to hospital because she had been taken hostage by Fred and his colleagues working next door?" Danny asked and once more he watched the man very carefully.

"Now you have to let me into my store, who locked it up?" The man asked in a near panic.

"The police did because Fred was involved directly with your neighbours, therefore, your store will not be released to you until the investigation is finished and, if you do not cooperate with police in this matter you will be charged with aiding and abetting a criminal, that is unless we can prove that you were in on it this whole time, in which case, you'll be arrested."

"Here Danny, the suspect you wanted," Kono said as she walked up to Danny dragging the man with her.

Danny watched as the store owner's face blanched.

"You know this guy?" Danny asked of the owner.

"No," the man said.

"You know this guy?" Danny asked of the suspect.

"Yes," the man answered.

"Really?" Danny asked and turned on the owner as Kono reached for her weapon. "Care to change your answered?"

"I know him only as one of the men from the shop next door," the owner answered.

"Liar," the suspect blurted out and then clammed up again.

"Let's make a deal," Danny said to the suspect. "You roll over on this guy and I'll have your charges lessened." He added as Kono grabbed the owner by the wrist and slapped a pair of cuffs on him before he knew what was happening.

"Check the wall between the two store fronts. There is a removable panel hiding a door," the suspect said. "He want's you to to let him into his building so that he can remove evidence from that door. Evidence that will prove that he was the mastermind of this whole thing."

"Mastermind?" Danny asked and turned to the now under arrest store owner. "This man is no mastermind, if he was, he would have fled. Instead he came here thinking that his ranting and raving would be a distraction to us and that his anger and forcefulness would have us give in to his demands but what he underestimated was my ability to see through such nonsense to the root of the distraction. I knew you were guilty of the crime the moment you opened your mouth and tried to undermine police," he said. "Also we found the door on our own." He whispered to the man before him. "I just wanted to see you dig yourself a deeper hole." He added with a wink.

"Damnit Danny, you're good," Kono said with a laugh.

"Thank you Kono, that's the nicest thing anyone could have said to me today," he said with a slight bow of his head. "I'll handle these two, you can tell Steve that we've got our guy."