SPOILERS! Can't even begin to tell you how many episodes this has spoilers for.
I don't own the characters or anything. This is just to get this story out of my head.
T for language. I normally try to avoid it, but just couldn't imagine some of this without it.
I have been disappointed so far this season (6). They've totally ignored the Charlie storyline, they've had Steve partnered in the field with every team member as much as he has been with his own partner, they didn't have a Steve/Danny hurt/comfort scene when Catherine left and, from the previews of next week's episode, it looks like Danny's not even in it so who knows who will be there for Steve. So, this story, (originally conceived simply because I didn't know about marking the story complete and I felt like I needed to add to it), has developed in such a way as to cover some of that. It has taken on a life of it's own. I guess when our boys get going, nothing can stop them.
This has not been beta'd. All mistakes are mine. If something is glaring, please let me know.
I have the whole story written but it seems too long to post all at once so I'll post in parts as often as I can.
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Today was the day that Danny had been awaiting for many months. Charlie was going to spend an entire evening with him alone. Any time they had spent together until now had been at Stan and Rachel's house, at the hospital, or with Grace along. Today, Grace was going to a friend's house after school for a sleepover and he would finally get a chance to be alone with his son for a few hours. He was excited and nervous, eager and anxious. He had told the whole Five-O team and his happiness was contagious while his nervousness was evident.
Which was why he was now pleading with his partner for the umpteenth time in the last few minutes.
"Steve, I'm begging you, let's just go back to the office – the office that's nice and safe mind you – and arrange for the proper warrants for tomorrow. I'll even do all the paperwork myself." He didn't want to mention the fact that he always ended up with the paperwork anyway because it wouldn't help his case. Hands pressed together as he spoke, he went on. "Then I'll go get Charlie and you and I can go after these thugs all legal-like and backed up by SWAT tomorrow."
"We're not going after them today. I just want to drive by and take a look. A little recon, you know?'
"Yes, I do know. I know YOU, McGarrett and there's no such thing as simply taking a look. If we get near these nut-jobs anything can happen."
"Nothing's gunna happen."
"They'll be writing that on my tomb-stone someday," Danny mumbled. "What if they spot us. Huh? If they spot us, they're gunna run. And if they run, You're gunna go all Rambo and run after them and then, since I'm your 'back-up' I'm gunna have to run too and then I'll be late to pick up Charlie. Unless you get me shot and then I won't get there at all and he'll think I don't want to be with him."
"You have an overactive imagination, Danno."
"Me? I have an overactive imagination? This from Mr 'I know a thousand ways to kill you with a toothpick?' " He huffed. "And don't call me Danno," he added with more volume.
"I thought you didn't mind me calling you Danno?"
"I don't mind it when you act like a normal human being, but when you get all control freak on me like this I can't stand it. Turn around and let's go back to the office so I can go get Charlie. Please!?"
Ignoring Danny's rant, Steve turned the corner. "This is the street."
Danny was a consummate professional so despite his anger and frustration, he stopped talking and became alert. They both spotted it at the same time – a black sedan parked in front of the address they had, one of the men they were looking for walking toward it. Steve immediately dialed a conference call to the team telling them they had a visual so the address must be correct.
"Ok, so we know the address is correct, so now we can get the proper warrants and come back tomorrow and nail these suckers," Danny said as Steve pulled away from the curb and began to follow the black sedan.
"Woah, woah, what are you doing?" Danny asked in an agitated voice. "You said you just wanted to take a look. I'm begging you, please, don't do this."
"Are you following them?" Chin asked, the others still on the open line as they each turned on their car's blue lights and headed towards Steve and Danny's location.
"He's following them," Danny confirmed. "He's driving MY car, the car I need to go pick up my son, and he's following them! Steve, could you just be prudent for once?"
"Did you actually use the word prudent in a sentence?" Steve asked.
"Yes, I did. An interrogative sentence, actually," Danny confirmed, his voice escalating as he spoke, hands waving. "Prudent, as in using the brain God gave you to make decisions that you won't regret later!"
Danny didn't get to continue as Steve interrupted. "We've been made."
The black sedan picked up speed and Steve pressed the gas pedal of the Camaro to keep pace.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Danny shouted, as he held on to the handle above the door for dear life.
The sedan was no match for the Camaro and soon Steve had pulled alongside and then passed the slower car on the empty back road. Zooming past, he turned the steering wheel hard and hit the breaks, spinning the car 270 degrees and putting the Camaro directly in the path of the car he was pursuing as he had done many times before. But the driver of the black sedan wasn't quick enough or skilled enough and despite trying desperately to turn his car to avoid it, his passenger side door slammed directly into the passenger side door of the Camaro.
"Shit!" Danny yelled before everything went black.
Chin, Kono, and Lou heard the screeching breaks and Danny's shout, then a loud bang, the sound of scraping metal and breaking glass, they heard a door open and Steve shout "foot pursuit" and then silence.
"I only heard one door open," Lou said.
"Danny?" Kono shouted into the phone from her car. "Danny?"
tbc
