I finally finished season 4 this afternoon and I'm finally enjoying the show again and I'm having ideas about the story after this one. Why, oh why, did no one tell me that Danny and Steve started just saying I love you as they left the room. Seriously...

/ Bonbonnieres \\\

Danny walked out of his office and into Steve's. "I was thinking, babe."

"So that's why I could smell smoke."

Danny shook his head. "Very mature, Steven."

"What were you thinking about?"

"We haven't discussed guest gifts."

"What?"

"You know – that thing you give to a guest when they leave the wedding."

Steve frowned at him.

"You have been to a wedding, Steve, you have to remember. We got them at Chin's wedding."

Steve grinned widely. "If I remember correctly at Chin's wedding I got a few really good orgasms and you in my bed."

"It was my bed."

Steve shrugged. "Whose place did we always sleep after that?"

"Yours; because your delicate head might be comfortable resting on rocks in the middle of the desert and seaweed during BUDs but heaven forbid you slept at my place while we were dating."

Steve shook his head. "You lived in a pit."

"The desert, Steven!"

"I'm not letting anyone else have sex with you for a guest gift."

Danny started laughing and had to reach out for the door frame to stop himself from dropping to the ground.

"Oh, man," Kono called out from behind him. "It's official, brah, Steve's finally made Danny lose his mind."

Danny couldn't argue with her while he continued laughing.

"What's going on?" Chin asked.

"Danny came in asking about guest gifts for the wedding," Steve said, voice dripping with confusion.

"You haven't organised that yet?" Chin asked with surprise.

Steve shrugged, watching Danny.

"Oh, Chin, do you remember Gin's wedding? She married a guy from Italy and they had these almonds coated in sugar, they were the best."

"We gave everyone a bottle of wine," Chin told Steve. "You left before taking yours."

Danny was able to control himself enough to respond to this. "That's the problem. Now Steve thinks we have to give everyone amazing orgasms as a guest gift."

"I said really good," Steve corrected.

"Are you sure, because I keep hearing you say awesome?"

Kono bit her lip and shook her head at both of them. "Something to work on during the honeymoon?"

"We're going on honeymoon to sightsee," Danny pointed out. "It's not a sex trip."

Kono shook her head at him. "I think your priorities are skewed."

"You mean the opportunity to take my daughter on a wonderful holiday to a country she hasn't been to before? You're right, I have terrible priorities."

Kono nodded. "Exactly."

Steve shrugged. "We have plenty of sex."

"Oh my God," Danny threw his hands up into the air. "I came in here to ask you about giving our guests something and now we're discussing our sex life with our work mates? This is not what I expected."

"I'm okay with this line of conversation," Kono said, resting back against the wall.

"No," Danny said. "Steven, we will talk about bonbonnieres later."

Danny turned and walked out of the room.

"This isn't over, Danny," Kono called out after him.

Danny couldn't help but smile as he went back to his office and settled in to doing his work. Before he did, he pulled his phone out and crossed bonbonnieres off the list.

Later that night, when Grace had finished her homework and they were sitting at the table, Steve put his fork down and looked at Danny. "What would people normally give as bonbonnieres?"

"Sugared almonds!" Grace yelled out.

Danny laughed. "Monkey, while we appreciate your opinion on the wedding I would prefer it a little quieter."

Grace nodded and dropped her head. "'course, Danno, sorry."

"I've never had sugared almonds," Steve told them.

"They are the best," Grace told him.

"We have a number of options," Danny said. "We could have a look on the 'net later."

Grace turned to Steve and pouted. "Are you sure you don't want candied almonds?"

"Grace Williams, do not try and pull that on Steve."

Grace nodded and returned to her pasta.

"We should buy some candied almonds as well," Steve said, smiling at Grace.

"You are much too easy for a big, bad Navy SEAL."

Steve shrugged.

As soon as the dishes were done, Grace rushed into the other room and grabbed her laptop. Then she settled between them on the couch.

"What options do we have?" Danny asked.

"I have been working on a Pinterest board with Nana and Great-Nana," Grace said, opening up a browser.

"A what?"

"Pinterest," Grace said, bringing up a board called McDanno's Wedding.

"What is that and who is McDanno?" Danny asked.

"We're McDanno," Steve said proudly. "It's a portmanteau."

"What about Stanny or Dave?"

"Those are terrible, Danno," Grace said, Steve nodding behind her.

Danny threw up his hands. "Okay, now, what is Pinterest?"

"It's a site where you create boards that hold all sorts of ideas. I have one for the next time we decorate my room."

Danny's eyebrows shot up.

"We should look into that after we get back from New Zealand," Steve said, voice excited.

"Will we, Steve?" Danny asked, turning to look at the other man.

"Sure, why not?"

"We only finished decorating the house a year ago."

"But things change all the time," Steve said. "And Grace is growing up."

"We are saving this discussion until after the wedding. I spent weeks painting that bed."

"I wouldn't change the bed," Grace told him.

"Well, that's something, I suppose," Danny said. "Now show us this act of collusion between you and Ma."

"Don't forget Great-Nana…oh, and Kono."

"And Kono, and Kono," Danny said shaking his head. "You're all mutineers."

"I'll see what Nana has put on here for bonbonnieres," she said, flicking down the page.

They spent more than an hour looking through the boards until well after Grace's bedtime. Danny was horrified by both the sheer amount of unneeded planning that had been happening behind their backs and the possibilities. In the end, he sent Grace up to bed without a decision made about bonbonnieres and they kept the laptop.

"This is ridiculous," Danny said, searching specifically for bonbonnieres as soon as Grace was settled.

"I think it's a great resource."

"Not the site. It's the fact that my mother, grandmother, daughter, and Kono have all been maintaining a very comprehensive board about a wedding that has always been planned as a semi-casual beach wedding."

"It's nice to have options."

"It's three weeks before the wedding. It's too late for options."

"We haven't finished planning everything, obviously," Steve pointed out, slinging an arm over Danny's shoulders.

"No, we haven't," he said, settling the laptop more comfortably so they could both see it.

"What about that?" Steve asked, pointing to an elaborate table covered in large glass vases full of lollies.

"Lollies?"

"Why not?" Steve asked, reaching out and opening the link. "We could just have it out for the whole party, little bags so people can pick what they like and they can eat it as part of the dessert as well, if they want."

"You, Mr SEAL, who refuses to allow me to buy cocoa pops, is advocating lollies for bonbonnieres?"

Steve shrugged, jostling Danny. "Grace will like it."

Danny smiled. "She will."

"And we can put candied almonds in one of the containers."

"We'll need to buy extra; she'll sniff them out and eat them before the wedding."

"She wouldn't do that," Steve defended.

"Oh, babe," Danny said, shaking his head. "You are so blinkered; she isn't nearly as perfect as you think she is."

"Is that supposed to be a problem?"

"You're incorrigible."

"I'm a great many things," Steve pointed out, "and you love them all."

Danny smiled and thought about that list on his phone. "I do, what else do you think we've forgotten for the wedding?"

Steve shrugged. "No idea."

"I bet Ma has a list."

"She'll be here next week."

Danny nodded and yawned, snuggling closer to Steve's hotter body.

"Bed?" Steve asked.

Danny closed the laptop and slid it behind a cushion. "Nah, this is good."

"Do you want to snuggle."

"I want to enjoy the peace and quiet before my family arrives and everything becomes hectic. I want to enjoy getting married."

"It's going to be fun."

"It's going to be a mad house and we will be the puppets that everyone is trying to yank in different directions."

"We're getting married on the beach, we have Grace; everything is going to be fine."

Danny thought about his decision to be more positive and nodded, kissing Steve's neck, the only spot he could reach. "It's going to be amazing because at the end you and I are going to be married and I get to point to you when you doing something ridiculous to catch a bad guy and say – him, the tall, hot, nut job, he's my husband."

"Yep," Steve said, smiling down at Danny goofily.

Danny shook his head and raised his eyes to the sky in silent prayer for strength and patience over the next few weeks.

/

Chapters in this will probably be a little shorter but I'm hoping there won't be quite such long gaps. We'll see.