Chapter 15

BethBobby

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AN: Thanks for your reviews, hope you enjoyed it.

Okay, so this is kind of a filler chapter. I plan on updating on Saturday – hope you enjoy this, thank you to everyone who reviews and thank you to my new readers for giving this fic a chance! I really appreciate it and I hope you continue to enjoy it!

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'A hundred days have made me older,

Since the last time I have saw your pretty face.

A thousand lies have made me colder,

And I don't think I can look at this the same.

And all the miles that separate,

They disappear now when I'm dreaming of your face.

I'm here without you baby,

But you're still on my lonely mind.

I think about you baby,

And I dream about you all the time.

I'm here without you baby,

But you're still with me in my dreams.'

3 Doors Down – Here Without You

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It had been almost a week since the team had sorted through Danny's apartment.

All three of them had been in contact with the therapist recommended by the doctor, Lily.

Chin and Kono had already been to see her and the difference she had made to Kono was astounding.

Steve had no idea what had gone on but his rookie had come out of her session with a new lease for life.

She was itching to get back to work.

Chin had merely shrugged and said 'that's just how Kono works' when Steve had questioned him about her sudden change in attitude.

Cath was called back to work, which surprised Steve; usually she was left alone when she was on leave.

She had called him to apologise, saying that it was an urgent mission, she had to go.

Steve couldn't tell whether it was because she wasn't getting what she was used to, Steve on tap whenever they wanted, or because she actually wanted to go.

He had never met her family, hell, he didn't even know if she had a family!

Grace had seemed to bounce back from her illness and although she was nowhere near 'better' yet, Steve could see a little of her old sparkle returning.

After returning to Rachel's new apartment to find Mr Hoppy missing in action (from the looks of the hutch he had decided to chew his way out and escape) Steve found himself the centre of Grace's pleas for a new pet.

Namely, a puppy.

Great.

Steve didn't have the time or the patience for a puppy.

After he had researched it, he concluded that they weren't home enough for a puppy, it wouldn't be fair. They needed to be let out every few hours and weren't happy to be left alone all day.

However, he knew that Grace's birthday was coming up in two weeks, so he rang an old contact who trained the dogs that the Navy used for the bomb detection units.

He knew how many dogs were rejected throughout the training process and that a lot of them ended up either back at the breeders or at a rehoming centre.

'You want a Rottweiler, McGarrett? Something fierce looking?' Mark had joked.

'It's for my little girl Grace, let me know if anything comes up that doesn't look menacingly like it's going to rip your throat out. Don't ring my house though, I don't want her to find out, it's for her birthday.' Steve had told him.

'Cute and fluffy, got it. We got a load of spaniels and retrievers coming in next week. I'll give you a call then if I've got any failures.' Mark laughed.

'Thanks, I want it to be friendly though.'

'They're out in public all day everyday on the job, mate, they have to be good with people!' Mark told him.

'True. Thanks a lot. Look forward to hearing from you.' Steve had said, hanging up.

How had he gotten himself into this?

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Grace's principal had told Steve that Grace could start school again after the week holiday they had coming up the following week.

That was good; it gave her chance to have a few sessions with Lily before she went back.

It also gave Steve time to prepare her for returning and him going back to work.

Kalei had already been telling him her plans and the fact that if he was working late she could help her do her homework and give her her tea.

Steve had also spoken to her about the idea of the dog and she was fine with it, as long as it was house trained.

'I'm not shovelling any accidents!' she had told him with a smile.

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Steve had phoned the therapist, Lily and had agreed to bring Grace later on today.

The little girl had said she didn't want to do, claiming that only naughty people went to therapy.

'Who told you that Grace?' Steve had asked.

'Mommy.'

'Well, Grace, Mommy was wrong because you go to therapy when something bad happens because it helps you to get better. I go and Danno went and Uncle Chin and Auntie Kono go too. It helps because we can go and talk to them and it makes you feel better. Honestly, and I'm going with you so you're not on your own.' Steve told her.

'Okay. How long do I have to stay?' she asked.

'As long as you want to.' Steve said, 'I'll be right outside. The woman is called Lily and she's really. really nice. Chin and Kono went to speak to her and they said she's lovely.'

'Can I have a puppy?'

'No. You're not pulling that one on me. I told you, I'm at work too much for a puppy.' Steve touched her chin and smiled.

'Steve.' Grace whined 'I don't have Mr Hoppy anymore, that's not fair.'

'It's not fair; you can't keep a puppy locked up in the house all day.'

'Fine.' Grace huffed slightly.

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Again, a filler chapter.

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