Hawaii Five-O belongs to CBS. No copyright infringement is intended. This short story is inspired by a scene from the season 1 episode "Eyes of the Dragon" and a Hogan's Heroes writers challenge.
THE SHOT
By jodm
It wasn't anybody's idea of "Trick or Treat" and definitely not Steve McGarrett's. More trick than treat, the tall, dark-haired detective ruminated as he studied the sign requiring all state employees to get their annual flu shots. Governor Jameson had specifically ordered McGarrett to make sure everyone in his department saw Doc Bergman – pronto!
"You remember how sick Danny and Kono were last year! And then the whole Kelly family! You all get those shots this year." The exasperated governor noted Steve's hesitant look. "I don't care what it takes! Get them there – bribe them if you have to. And that goes for you, too, Steve. I don't want the local criminals open for business while Five-O recovers from the flu. Not at Halloween!"
Steve got the message. He herded his detectives over to Bergman's office. The medical examiner was waiting for them, a wicked grin on his face, four needles lined up carefully on a tray.
"Kono, you're first," the medic snickered, "Just roll up your sleeve now. Trick or treat!."
Kono's eyes grew wide as he stared at Doc Bergman. "Dat's one big needle, Doc. Do I really have to? I'd rather get the trick. Dose shots ain't no treat."
"You really have to," the doctor grinned. "If you behave yourself like a good boy, I'll give you a lollipop!" Kono backed away as Doc raised the needle. "All right, two lollipops and a bag of candy corn. Now hold still!"
Dan's snicker erupted in the background. "C'mon, Kono. It's not that bad. It's just a little shot."
"You ain't had yours yet, Bruddah!"
Bergman's exasperation with the two detectives was reaching dangerous proportions. "How many times have you two been shot, knocked out, drugged, kidnapped, stabbed . . ." The list went on and on. "And you're afraid of a flu shot?"
"Last time you made me get one, I got da flu," was Kono's rueful answer. "I was sick for a week. Couldn't even eat anything much. And you shoulda seen da paperwork that piled up on my desk. Da stack was higher than Mauna Kea! Took me two whole weeks to finish it."
"You couldn't eat anything much?" Dan countered. " I saw you eat a whole pan of LeBeau's apple-macadamia nut strudel. And a half gallon of his home-made pumpkin ice cream!"
"Gotta keep my strength up when I get sick. Dat was just a little snack." He turned and pointed to his companion. "Danny, Bruddah, why don't you go first? Kind of like one of dose scientific guinea pigs."
Danny backed away. "It's your turn. You got here before me. Why can't we just have Dr. McCoy and his hypospray?"
"That does it. This isn't Star Trek." Bergman roared. "Resistance is futile! I'm calling in the big guns." He went to the examining room door. "Steve, Chin, get in here! These two are impossible."
The two remaining detectives peeked into the small room. Steve eyed the object in the physician's hand. "Doc, that's one big needle . . ."
o-o-o-o-o
Everybody got their flu shots?