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"Hi, Uncle Danny." DJ poked his head around the door.
"Hey, kiddo, where's your dad?" He looked beyond his nephew for Steve.
"Angie needed the bathroom," the seven year old explained as he walked into the office and hopped up on the visitor's chair.
Danny shrunk the image on his screen, hiding the old forensic photos Catherine had sent from the governor's office - evidence for the case they were working on.
"Are you working on the old and new case?" DJ asked. "Mommy was talking to Governor Lea about it when she called last night."
"The old… oh yeah, the case that has to do with a case from long ago. I am."
"Can I help? Mommy lets me help with maps and blueprints and stuff sometimes."
Danny smiled, remembering how Grace loved to "help Auntie Cath" when she was not much older than the little boy who was watching him with fascinated dark eyes. "Actually, ya know, I do need some help finding an address on the map, can you help me with it?" He pulled out an old-school laminated map of the city. "You being an expert with a compass and all."
"I can help with that!" DJ stood to look at the Oahu city grid map dated 1978. "Wow, that's old."
"Almost as old as me and your father," Danny chuckled. "Actually, that's the year your mom was born."
"Cool." He grinned, then got serious. "What address are we finding?"
"1650 Piikoi Street. Condo number 502."
"That's our street!"
"How about that?" His uncle tostled his hair as he ran a careful finger along the street and pointed to the location of the beach house.
"Here's my house." He knitted his brow in concentration. "And the numbers go down, so that's this way…"
"Look at you, just like your father."
"Here it is! 1650!" The little finger held steady on the map.
Danny took a dry erase marker from a pencil cup on his desk. "Can you circle it for me?"
"Yeah, I got it." He carefully drew around the number.
"Great job." Danny offered a hand to high five.
"Who's working in here besides Uncle Danny?" Steve's voice preceded him around the bend to the glass-doored room.
"Unca Daaaaannnno!" Angie ran for him and was lifted into a hug.
"Look Daddy, I helped Uncle Danny with the case."
"Are we gonna have to put you on the payroll?" Steve asked seriously.
"Maybe," Danny said. "He found the scene for the Nokuru case back in '78."
"It's on our street, Daddy." DJ pointed, standing a little taller.
"It is?" Steve feigned surprise.
"Good thing that was a long time ago and all those bad guys are in jail." Danny nodded.
"You catched da bad guys?" Angie said from his lap.
"We were both a year old then, so someone else did." Her godfather kissed her cheek and placed her on the floor.
"Maybe Uncle Duke got them?"
"Maybe." Steve smiled.
"I hewp, too?" Angie shifted her eyes to her daddy.
"You can help, too." Steve grinned. "Here." He reached for the realtor's report on Dany's desk. "Can you circle that?" He pointed to a highlight that read, Built in 1974 and last sold on January 04, 2021 for $300,000
Her tongue peeked between her teeth in a facsimile of her mother's smile as she very carefully took the marker from her brother, climbed back onto Danny's lap and made a shape around the address. When she was finished, she clapped. "Ta da! I hewp wif da case. We catch all da bad guys wif you?" She glanced between her father and uncle, sliding down to mimic a familiar stance and said, "Five-0, no mo bad guys!"
"There you go, she does that better than you."
Danny barked a laugh at his best friend's responding expression while DJ put a hand over his mouth and chuckled. He knew Uncle Danny used to say no way when daddy teased about Grace growing up and being a detective. His cousin had told him a few times.
"Maybe we can join Five-0 after we finish school, Angie."
"I know that look, partner." Danny pointed. He was always proud when Grace wanted to help, but the thought of her growing up to join the team used to make his stomach clench. "You guys definitely helped catch the bad guys, but don't tell Daddy you're ready to join us because you'll give him a heart attack."
"I be Five-0 an' I hewp Mommy at Gov'r Lea an' I be a pwofessew like Gwandma," the three year old explained.
"You can do anything you want, but you gotta finish school and be a grown up first, right, Daddy?"
Steve nodded his head and bent to kiss his son's hair as Danny said, "Absolutely right. No official police work until … what's the age rule for children of the task force commander?"
"Forty," Steve said with no hesitation, his smile breaking through.
"No for'y I be Five-0 now," Angie said with determination.
"Forty!" DJ giggled. "Daddy's teasing, that's super old."
Danny placed a hand over his heart. "And just like that, we're super old."
"Just old to start being a policeman," DJ said with a smile. "How old were you really, Uncle Danny?"
"Back when dinosaurs roamed the streets of New Jersey, I was twenty two when I graduated from the police academy."
'Twenny-two." Angie held up two fingers.
"How about Daddy?" DJ asked.
"When he hijacked me and started the task force? Thirty four. I remember because we're the same age and it was my last day of normal life." He smiled at the little boy.
"I made your life better and more exciting," Steve threw back. "Tell him, DJ, Uncle Danny would be so bored without me as his partner."
"Bored. One thing I've never been in ten years. Bored." He stood and lifted Angie above his head, making her giggle with glee. "And I guess if he didn't I wouldn't have the best godchildren ever, so I suppose it's okay."
"Yay!" DJ exclaimed.
"Yay!" Angie echoed and both men laughed.
"Now, we need to get home and have some dinner." He held up his phone. Mommy just texted her meeting was over and she got home a little while ago." Steve took his daughter from his best friend. "We can tell her how much you two helped at HQ."
"Mommy makin' pasghetti." Angie's head tilted up with a smile.
"Yeah, she said we were havin' it tonight. With Nonna's meatballs."
"So how about we go help her?"
Angie's hair tumbled around her face as she nodded. "We hep Mommy wif pasghetti, den I hep her at her wo'k wif go'enor Lea."
Danny grinned at his partner who was smiling broadly at the kids. "DJ, you're way too smart for seven, buddy. And you," he pointed at Angie, "have the personality Uncle Danno hoped was gonna give me years to bust your daddy." Grinning widely he added, "When this generation of McGarretts is ready…" the blue eyes glinted with delight. "Watch out world."
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