NERVES AND GRACE WILLIAMS

Grace Williams is the apple of her father's eye. As well as that of her uncle Steve. For those two reasons, the two grown men – leader and second-in-command of Hawaii's task force – were scared shitless to tell her about their relationship. There was so many negative ideas in their head: what if she hates the idea? What if she hates them and never talks to either of them again? Danny didn't want to lose his Monkey or his Super SEAL. He also knew that Steve would never make him choose and would remove himself from the relationship – and that scared him just as much as Grace's potential rejection of their relationship.

Steve and Danny were leaning against the Camaro, the blonde tapped his foot impatiently as he and Steve waited for Grace outside of her outrageously high priced school that Rachel had insisted upon. It has been a week since the two has started dating and both has agreed to not hide it from the little girl. Steve, being able to read his partner like a book, moved closer to the man – their bodies touching – before placing an arm around Danny's waist. He rested his hand on the Jersey native's hip, rubbing his thumb in random patterns. The SEAL could feel the tension and nerves leaving his partner.

"Relax, Danno, you're gonna give yourself a heart attack." Steve murmured quietly, turning his head and placing a quick kiss to Danny's temple.

"I can not relax, Steven. What if Grace doesn't like it?" The blonde asked, moving out of Steve's grip, chest heaving up and down faster that normal as the panic returned.

"She likes me." The brunette pointed out, hoping to be helpful.

"That doesn't mean she will like our relationship. And I can't be with someone that my daughter doesn't like. Usually I'd have no problem leaving the girl, because in the rare case I do get a girlfriend I hardly let them meet Grace so there's no attachment, but in this case you are not a girl and I don't want to leave you. I want to be with you and I want you and a future with you. Wait, that didn't make any sense. I'm not making any sense, am I? Don't answer that, I know I'm not making any sense. Why is this so hard? Why can't I jus-" And then Steve lips was on his firmly. All coherent thoughts flew out of the window and Danny got lost in Steve scent, the steady hands on his hips, the fast beating heart under the palm of his hand and the warmth that the SEAL radiated making him feel safe and like he could do anything.

Neither tried to deepen the kiss, they were in front of a school with children after all. School. Children. His child. Grace. And just like that, rational thoughts came back to Danny – you know, the ones where he wasn't thinking about Steve's toned abs and licking, sucking or biting them or ripping of that damned cargo pants that's been wearing at his impeccable self-control since day one – and he tore his lips from Steve's like they burned him. He looked around and nearly passed out when he saw his little girl staring at him and Steve across the street – frozen and her brown eyes blown wide. When she noticed them looking at her – both of them with deer-caught-in-headlights expressions – she squealed and ran over the street, but not before looking for oncoming cars.

Reaching the two still frozen men, she grabbed their hands and started jumping up and down, still squealing. She eventually stopped, eyes sparkling and a wide grin on her face. "Are you together now? You are, aren't you? This is so great. I knew it, you smiled at him just like you did mommy, only it was even better. Are you going to marry uncle Steve? Do I get to call him Step-Steve? Maybe I can call him Dad since I call you Danno. Are you moving to Uncle Steve's? Can you? Please, Danno? He has a beach and everything."

If there was one thing everyone could know for sure, it is that Grace Williams did not get her lung capacity from her mother.

It was Danny that snapped out of his stunned stupor first and crouched so that he could be eye-level to his daughter. "So, I'm guessing that you don't have a problem with me and Steve being…together?" The little girl shook her head vigorously.

"No, I love Uncle Steve. Just like I love you. And he makes you happy." The little girl said, looking up at said man, confused as to why her Danno would think that he has a problem with them. Steve followed his partner's example – for once in his life – and crouched down next to the little girl.

"Are you sure, Gracie? I don't want you to be uncomfortable." Steve asked, not wanting to but needing to. Even after being the one to tell Danny to calm down, the SEAL was also nervous. Steve McGarrett didn't do nervous. Yet, here he was standing in front of an eight year old girl who – not only made him nervous but terrified him – has the ability to making his whole world come crashing down.

"I'm sure, Uncle Steve." She nodded, and then moved forward to wrap her arms around him tightly. Danny's heart melted when he saw Steve's eyes light up and the sweet smile on the SEAL's lips when his Monkey hugged him. She pulled away and her eyes lit up as a wonderful idea passed through her brain. Innocently, she asked. "Can we get shave ice to celebrate?"

Danny laughed, seeing straight through her plan, but found himself to happy to care. "Yeah, Monkey, we can." The stood to his full height of 5'5 and Steve stood to his full height of 6'1 and, like the gentleman he is, Steve opened the door for Danny and Grace before walking around the Camaro and getting in.

Much to Danny's surprise and delight, Steve drove at a normal pace, not even getting near the speed limit and abiding to all of the speed and traffic laws, he even used his indicators. In all honesty, he should have known that the SEAL would never do something to harm his little girl. That thought alone made him feel warm and fuzzy on the inside – and he let it. Sure, the power of his feelings for Steve still terrified him – come on, it's only been a week – but he was learning to live with it and enjoy it.

At the Truck, Grace raced to Kamekona to give her order to him while Steve and Danny followed her at a much slower pace. Danny took Steve's hand and laced their fingers. While neither of them were very touchy feely, both of them liked having physical contact with each other. It kept them calm, grounded and anchored. It also helped Steve realized that Danny is here and he's here to say. After losing his mother and his father, Steve doesn't want to losing any one else. Especially not Danny.

"That went better than expected." Steve noted, as they took a seat on once of the benches, both of them watching both their surroundings and keeping an eye on their precious cargo that was currently chatting up a storm with Kamekona. The two sat next to each other, not bothering to put any space between them – not that either of them acted as if they've ever heard of the term personal space even before they got together.

"That it did, my friend, that it did." The blonde agreed, a joy filled grin on his face, causing Steve's lips to lift instinctively. Before anymore could be said, Grace and Kamekona reached their table with their orders, the Hawaiian male knowing what the two Five-O members likes due to the amount of time they spend there. As the little girl started into another conversation with Steve about swimming on his beach and learning to surf, Danny was filled with love and content.

He loves his daughter and he loves his boyfriend. (Yes, that it sounds like they're in high school, he just doesn't care.) He is happy. And, no matter how much a his minds screams at him that it wouldn't last, he is going to enjoy it.

Steve slung his arm around Danny's shoulders, pulling him impossibly closer as he continued talking with Grace – as if he knew what the Jersey native was thinking, he probably was – and Danny had the biggest urge to stick his tongue out at the voice in his head. Instead, he just placed his hand on Steve's thigh, letting it rest there as he used his free hand to pick up his beer, once again letting the content warmth wash over him.

"Nothing makes me happier than when I look at him, and see how much he loves my child."

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