Catherine feels like she's gonna be sick. Had she gone too far when she said: "I know another place you want your hands?" Why hadn't Steve responded to her text? Was he busy with Danny? She'd noticed the two were gone once she'd reached her seat and that had been over ten minutes ago. Her heart flutters when she sees Steve's responded.

SM: You sure you up for that type of ride? You were acting soft in the jungle.

CR: Mhm, who climbed a tree to grab coconuts and save your thirsty ass?

SM: Why are you thinking about my ass?

CR: Kiss mine.

SM: You wish.

CR: You want to though.

SM: Nope. Never been that big of an ass man.

CR: Then why have you been staring at mine all night?

CR: Oh, no response? Cat got your tongue?

SM: I was in an elevator. Why are you thinking about my tongue? Anything you need it for? You know how well it works.

CR: Dream on, Sailor.

SM: Oh, I plan to.

Catherine knows she needs to stop before this harmless teasing becomes full on sexting. She won't do that to Scott or to Lynn. She looks up to Scott having a blast on the dance floor and gives him a little wave. Catherine knows she should order a glass of water so she can cool the heat she's feeling, especially between her thighs. Steve's always had that effect.

After everyone's sang happy birthday to the birthday girl, Danny grabs the mic and announces that there's one last surprise for Grace and everyone should head downstairs. Rachel and Danny both kept an anxious Grace behind as guests began moving downstairs, they're thankful the hotel bar has access to six elevators. For one second the moment is perfect, it's like old times, Rachel, Danny and their Gracie. Then Rachel realizes she's smiling too much at her ex-husband and not minding his hand on her waist as they pose for a family photo.

The Williamses are one of the last partygoers to head downstairs, and the anticipation is building. Her father puts a blindfold on her in the elevator, and she grabs both parents by the hand as they guide her through the lobby. 5-O is handling crowd control and the seas part for Danny and Rachel to guide Grace to the front. He removes her blindfold, and she sees the car with a big red bow. Her car! It's so pretty, she hugs her parents, kisses Will, and gets into the car. She wants to drive off in it, but there's a note on the steering wheel from her parents to absolutely not move the car with so many people about, they want no accidents on her first night with a car.

Danny sees Rachel's tears and grabs her waist pulling her close. Her face is in the crook of his neck as they watch their baby run in, out, and around the car. Her friends are surrounding her, getting inside the Toyota, and snapchatting the moment. He rubs Rachel's back and waits for Grace to run over and hug them. At this moment everything in his world is perfect.

As they take the elevator up, he whispers in her ear, "let's do this again; we make the best kids in the entire world." He notices her shiver as he whispers, but at the moment he's completely serious, he'd love another baby with Rachel. It seemed like he blinked and Grace was a young woman. Rachel leans into him and kills their moment, "you sure your girlfriend won't mind? I don't think she'd appreciate us creating a new life."

Grace's party has effectively ended, and she's begged her parents to let her hang out downtown a little longer with her closest friends. They remind her curfew is midnight, and she fights for two; they compromise at one am with Grace sharing her location with both of them from 12:15 on.

Steve can tell Melissa is upset with Danny. He had seen her irritation at Danny hugging and whispering in Rachel's ear. It was hardly surprising that watching Danny cuddle with his ex-wife had hurt her. The table had settled back down for a nightcap since the bar was still running and once Melissa saw Danny walk in hand and hand with Rachel and Grace, she had excused herself to the bathroom. Lynn went after her.

As regular patrons began entering the rooftop bar, Steve spots Catherine, she's walking behind Scott and his partner looking at her phone. He's surprised to see she's texted him, "you like what you see?" Before he's had time to text her back, Scott pulls her into an embrace for a picture, and his hand is literally cupping her ass. Steve's had enough. He gets up from his chair and beelines it towards her, only stalled by Danny's firm hand on his shoulder.

"Babe what are you doing? Where's your head? Stop it. Lynn will see, come on, you've had too much to drink. Don't ruin a good night. Please, I'm begging you. Steven, you will regret anything you do tonight, tomorrow in the light of day, ok? Trust me." But Danny's words fall on deaf ears, he needs to talk to her. He needed time before, but now time has run out. He shrugs Danny off, and he walks to where she's promptly seated. He mumbles to her that he needs to talk to her about Danny and doesn't wait to see if she follows him out of the bar, he knows she will.

He's pissed, drunk, and jealous. It doesn't help that they're in an elevator with a few other people and they can't talk. Catherine's drunk too, but she's not mad, "she's enjoying the moment." As more people come into the elevator, she squishes herself into Steve to make room, or at least that's what she tells herself. When Steve realizes that she did that purposefully his body betrays him. Maybe it's the alcohol, maybe he's tired of their games tonight, but he knows he needs her.

When she keeps backing up, and he's pressed against the back of the elevator, he realizes she's still teasing him. Two can play that game. Instantly he's brushing the hair to one side of her head and tracing her the bone down her neck to her shoulder. He can feel her shiver at his touch, and so he goes in for the kill. He starts peppering her neck with light kisses. There must be some sort of convention going on because with each floor they descend the doors open, the person realizes the elevators full, and it happens again and again. Seeing that they have ten more stories to go, he travels up and starts nibbling on her ear. He knows she's biting down on her lip to keep from moaning. As the elevator reaches the fourth floor, he kisses her neck in a way he knew drove her crazy. There's gonna be a mark there tomorrow, but right now neither of them care. She grinds on him in protest, if he doesn't stop right now, she's gonna make him get a hotel room to finish what he started.