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Spoiler Alert: Contains details from Episode 8, Lapa'au, but Danny doesn't have his own apartment and he doesn't give the dog to Grace.
Danny and the dog were gone by the time that Steve finished his morning exercise. Steve hoped that Danny's plan for the dog worked out. He hated to see the dog go to the shelter.
Today was Wednesday; Chin's cousin would be by to work on the lawn. Steve had been doing the yard work since his return to Hawaii, but now he had a family to fill his time. They were so busy during the week that Grace was here; on the other weeks, they put in extra time to clear up cold cases or catch up on paperwork. The housework was enough of a challenge. Even so, he thought about having another of Chin's cousins give the house a thorough cleaning before Mom and Dad Williams came in.
Danny had been busy this morning. He was out of bed as soon as Steve left the house. He walked the dog and cleaned up the papers in the garage. Danny put some disinfectant cleaner in a bucket and added hot water. He poured the mixture on the cement where the papers had been and used an old broom to scrub the area. Then Danny poured some clean hot water on the same spot and swept the water toward the floor drain. The area was otherwise undisturbed by the dog.
Danny quickly got ready for work and grabbed a cup of coffee in a travel mug. The dog was happy to get back in the Camaro. Ten minutes later, Danny pulled up in front of the Hookala's. When Grace mentioned that Ali's dog died, Danny saw a possible solution to everyone's problem. He had an older dog that needed a home; Emelina was open to getting another dog but didn't want a puppy. Danny called Emelina and explained the problem. He sent a couple of pictures so she could see that it wasn't a small dog. Emelina agreed to check the dog over.
Danny put the dog on the leash and walked him to the door. Emelina and Ali were waiting for him. Ali dropped on one knee and called to the dog. Danny unhooked the leash and the dog ran to Ali. The dog knocked her over and she was laughing. Well, it was looking good so far.
"Emelina, his tag has the vet's number on it with an I.D. number. I didn't get the opportunity to call yesterday and get any details for you. I don't know his name or his age. I'm pretty sure he's had his shots. He's well-behaved and paper trained."
Emelina called the dog over and checked him out. "He looks friendly and seems to like Ali. Your Grace will be spending time with him too. Is that a problem?"
"No, I spent most of yesterday with him. I'd keep him but there's no one home all day to let him out. He'd be too lonely spending so many hours all by himself. Grace would love to have a dog, but Rachel has her hands full with the new baby on the way. This way Grace would be around a dog at least part of the time."
Emelina took the leash from Danny. "I'm still got a partial bag of dog food from Henry, our old dog. I knew that I would be getting a dog eventually. Let me take him for the day. I'll call the vet and get some information on our friend. Who did you say the owner was?
Danny almost hugged Emelina. "The owner was Monica Jennsen. She was killed early yesterday morning. Her boss told us that she had no family in the area. The dog would have to go in quarantine if we sent him to family on the mainland. I've already lost one dog to quarantine. I would hate for our friend here to go the same way."
"Don't worry Danny. If for some reason he doesn't work out here, I have a couple of ideas where we could place him. I'll call you later today and let you know what I find out and if we'll keep him."
Danny kissed Emelina on the cheek. "I can't tell you how much I appreciate it. I owe you for this. I'll be waiting for your call."
Danny was so relieved that he stopped for a bag of celebratory malasadas and coffee. He ate them as he drank his second cup of coffee; the coffee wasn't as good as Steve's, but the malasadas more than made up for it. Steve was at the big computer table was Danny walked in.
"What did you do with the dog?" Steve leaned over and brushed some malasadas crumbs off Danny's shirt.
"Emelina took him for now. She's going to check with the vet and get some background. I think she's going to keep him. Ali loved the dog at first sight." Danny shooed Steve's hands away; they were always careful about PDA's (public displays of affection) at 5-0.
Steve stepped up to Danny and stole a quick kiss. "Relax, no one is here yet. I just wanted a taste of the malasadas since you didn't save me any."
"Well, in that case…." Danny returned Steve's kiss, lingering long enough to give Steve a good taste. "We'll continue this at home tonight."
At short time later, Lori and Jeff Morrison walked in. Agent Monica Jennsen had been awarded the Medal of Valor, and Morrison wanted Steve and the team to have it. Steve protested, but Morrison insisted that Monica would have wanted it that way. Steve took down one of his own commendations and hung the certificate proudly in his office.
Emelina called around noon. "Our friend's name is Waldo. Apparently, he liked to hide as a pup. It became a case of 'Where's Waldo'. He's about 18 months old, and a very mixed breed. Monica picked him out from a neighbor's litter. The mother is mixed, and we don't know who the father is. The vet already had a call from the neighbor wondering if she knew what had happened to Waldo. The other pups from the same litter were given to friends and family. All are good with children, so I don't think we'll have a problem with Ali or Grace."
Danny heaved a sigh of relief. "Emelina, that's great news. So you'll keep Waldo?"
Emelina laughed. "I don't think I have a choice. He's attached himself to me, and has followed me around all day. I guess we have a dog again. Thanks for thinking of me Danny. I've really missed Henry, but I just couldn't bring myself to get a new dog. I guess I was just waiting for Waldo. God works in mysterious ways."
Just a few days ago, Danny would have protested that God had nothing to do with anything. Instead, he remembered Mom McGarrett's words: there was a plan. "I think you're right Emelina. There was a plan for Waldo. I'm relieved that we figured out what it was."
There was a lot of paperwork to catch up on. They had the drug bust at Pipe Dreams, the drug bust on Jason Akita, and the assault/kidnapping of Dr. Yang to report on besides the death of Monica Jennsen. Steve and Danny left only half an hour late. The refrigerator was looking a little bare, so they decided to hit the supermarket on the way home. Steve raised his eyebrows when Danny put two cans of whipped cream, two jars of hot fudge, and two jars of cherries in the cart.
"Are you planning an orgy, Danny?" All of a sudden, Steve couldn't wait to get home.
"Some of this will actually go on ice cream, Steven. Don't be greedy." Danny saw the heat in Steve's gaze and knew that Steve was aroused. "I guess it's a good thing that you're pushing the cart. It's good cover."
"Danny, nobody likes a smart-ass." Steve knew that Danny was deliberately provoking him, just as he knew that they would need to change the sheets before they went to bed.
"Babe, I promise you're going to like what I plan to do." Danny whispered a few suggestions in Steve's ear.
Steve actually blushed, something Danny found totally adorable. "I'm not sure that's even legal here."
"Remember Steven, it's a case of don't ask, don't tell. You weren't planning to wear your badge to bed, were you? I have to say, I have no idea where you would pin it." Danny was in a very naughty mood now; he intended to make the most of the situation. It wasn't often he got the upper hand with Steve.
Unfortunately for Steve, they still had half the store to cover. Every aisle or so, Danny leaned in and whispered another suggestion to Steve. The tips of Steve's ears were beet red. Danny knew he would pay for this later tonight, but it was just too much fun messing with Steve's head.
Danny knew that the only reason that Steve didn't have him up against the wall when they walked in the house was that some of the groceries needed to be refrigerated. Steve patiently waited until all the food was put away. Then he pinned Danny against their new stainless steel refrigerator and whispered a few suggestions of his own. His free hand never stopped moving.
"I'm going upstairs and get comfortable. You have as long as it takes me to do that before I start looking for you. Don't make me come down here." Steve was wearing a cross between Aneurism Face and Scary Face.
Danny worked quickly, heating up the jar of hot fudge in the microwave while he grabbed the can of whipped cream, the jar of cherries, and a couple of spoons. Danny wrapped the jar in a dish towel to keep it warm and climbed the stairs.
Steve had pulled the comforter completely off the bed, folded it, and put it out of the line of fire. The pillows were stacked on top of the comforter. Steve had stripped down and was lounging in the middle of the bed.
Danny put everything on the dresser and walked over to see if Steve was in position. "You must really want this. You're in just the right spot." Danny took a couple of zip ties out and fastened Steve's wrists loosely to the headboard.
"I've been thinking about this all day. You promised me last night, and I know that you always keep your promises. You didn't have to tie me here, but I like it. I trust you Danny." Steve held Danny's gaze for just a few seconds, but it was enough. Steve knew that Danny was just as excited as he was. They had done this once before. The memory got Steve through a couple of rough nights during his deployment.
Danny quickly disposed of his clothes and stirred the hot fudge. It had cooled slightly and was just the right temperature. Danny dipped his finger in the sauce and let Steve taste it. Then he took his taste from Steve. Steve was rock hard, and Danny had barely started.
Danny drizzled the sauce in fanciful patterns over Steve's body. He followed that with the whipped cream and a few cherries. Danny stood back and surveyed his work. He knew that Steve was going crazy. The cream hadn't cooled Steve down; Steve had heated it up.
Danny started his clean-up on the outer perimeter. He loved thinking of this in military terms. This was his version of 'Operation Steve'. Every time he got within an inch of someplace Steve wanted him, Danny backed off.
"Danny, please. You know what I want. You're driving me crazy." Steve wasn't above begging.
"I know that Steven. That's why I tied your hands. I want to make this last. When we're 90 and we can't remember our own names, I want you to remember what we did tonight." Danny kissed Steve softly and continued his assault. He finally took pity on Steve and moved in where Steve wanted him.
Steve closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensations. Danny nipped and licked his way down Steve's body. Danny knew that Steve wouldn't last much longer. "I'm getting a little full. Maybe we can finish this later."
"Danny, I swear that if you leave me hanging here, I will..." Steve's words trailed off as Danny finally gave took Steve over the edge. Steve was breathing hard as Danny cut the zip ties. Danny went in the bathroom and brought out a warm wash cloth and a towel. He carefully cleaned the sticky residue off Steve and dried him before he could get chilled.
Danny tossed the cloth and towel in the bathroom sink and lay down next to Steve. He pulled Steve close and asked, "Are you still with me babe? You doing okay?"
"Danny, I will be with you until the end of time. I love you." Steve kissed Danny softly, then with more heat. "I believe one of us still has a problem. I'd return the favor but I don't think I have the stamina tonight. I think I still have enough strength left for this."
Danny was so close that it didn't take Steve long to give Danny his release. "That's okay. I couldn't wait that long, I was so close. I love your body Steve." Danny was content to stay curled up with Steve until his stomach growled. "I'm starving, and I've already had my dessert."
Steve laughed and agreed. "Now that my other appetite has been satisfied, I'm really hungry. What did we get that's quick?"
"I bought a rotisserie chicken while you were checking out the produce. There's a salad in there too; I put it together at the salad bar. Is that quick enough?"
"That's perfect Danny. I need a shower and we can throw the sheets in before we eat. Want to join me?" Steve rolled out of bed and pulled Danny off the bed. They quickly showered and changed the sheets. Steve carefully loaded the washer while Danny heated dinner. They ate at the table in a companionable silence. Steve threw the clean sheets in the dryer before they headed back upstairs to bed. Tomorrow they would get ready for Grace; for now, they slept.