Hey! So thank you so so so much to everyone who followed and reviewed :) feels pretty awesome! I had some extra time today to write this I hope you enjoy it!

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"Come on Danno, I said I was sorry!" Steve called after his obviously irate partner.
"You're sorry? Let me tell you something here Steven, sorry is not going to cut it!" Danny replied, hands flying as usual.
"Careful where you swing those things brah you're gonna take someone's eye out one day." Steve tried, hoping to calm his partner somewhat.
It didn't work. He could practically feel the heat coming from Danny's glare.
"Danny it was only one grenade."
"In my glove compartment Steven! My glove compartment?! That is one grenade too many!"

Chin and Kono stood watching their teammates bickering with each other. Kono could barely hold in her laughter.
"Hey cuz do you think we can go one day without these two going at each other?" Kono asked.
"No I don't." Chin said honestly. "Besides if they didn't fight, where would we get our daily entertainment?"
Kono shook her head still laughing.

"Need I remind you that the grenade saved our lives Daniel! If I hadn't thrown it we'd have more holes in us than Swiss cheese right now!"
"Well STEVEN, maybe if we had waited for HPD backup we wouldn't have had to worry about getting shot at by five thugs with machine guns!"

"Okay boys!" Chin called, stepping in between them, "I think it's time both of you had a time out."
"Says the man who doesn't have grenades hidden in his glove compartment." Danny muttered, walking towards his Camaro.

"If I were you, I'd take it nice and slow back to HQ brah," Chin whispered to Steve. "One mile over the speed limit and Danny's explosion will be worse than the grenades."
Steve just smiled and climbed into the drivers seat.

He hadn't even put the car in drive when he felt Danny send a glare his way. Danny leaned forward and started digging through his glove compartment.
"I swear to the Hawaiian spirits if there's another grenade in here you Neanderthal..." He started.
"Nah the rest are in the trunk buddy." Steve said.
Danny looked at him sharply.
"I mean... How about we go out for beers tonight, huh? On me!"
Danny grumbled a response.
"Great!" Steve said as they pulled into the parking lot.

Danny got out of the car and put his hands up. "If anybody needs me, I will be filling out paperwork explaining why Neanderthal army boy over here threw a grenade at a group of low lives."
"It's the NAVY Danny!" Steve called at his retreating partners back.

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Steve looked through his window and into Danny's office to see if it was safe to go in yet. Admittedly maybe leaving a grenade in the glove compartment wasn't the best idea... But Steve really had meant to move it... He just forgot.
Looking at his watch, he decided it was finally time for them to call it a day.
He walked into his partners office, and was surprised to hear Danny talking to someone on the phone angrily. He hadn't seen Steve yet, and Steve didn't mean to pry but he was concerned for his partner. Danny looked pissed.

"You can't just do something like this now!" He ranted. "Huh? No! God dammit, do you know what this could do?!"
Danny turned around and caught Steve standing there, aneurism face and all.
"Jesus McGarret!" He yelled, slamming the phone down immediately.
"Who was that Danny? What happened? Are you okay?" The questions shot out of Steve before he could stop them.
"Were you eavesdropping? What the hell is the matter with you?" Danny ranted at him.
"Danny. What's wrong?" Steve knew his partner was stalling. But something was wrong and Steve was going to find out what it was.
"Will you wipe off the aneurism face please Steven. Nothing is wrong. I was just arguing with Rachel over something you know how it goes."
"Daniel..." Steve started
"Just drop is Steve okay. I'm fine!" Danny snapped.
Steve didn't believe him, but with the mood Danny was in he knew he wasn't getting anything out of him now.
"Fine. But don't think for a second that we're finished here. You ready to hit side street partner?"
"No... I... Uh.. I need to go home." Danny said.
"Why?" Steve asked curiously.
"I'm just not feeling so well. Next time alright?"
"Alright..." He agreed hesitantly.
Danny breezed past him on his way out of office. Steve grabbed his arm.
"You know you can come to with anything, right Danno?" Steve asked, using his nickname for emphasis.
Something that looked a lot like guilt flashed through Danny's eyes.
"Yeah Steve.. I know. Thanks."
Steve released his arm and watched his partner leave. He couldn't get rid of the bad feeling that had just settled itself in his stomach.

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Danny pulled up to his tiny apartment and put the car in park. He knew he should tell Steve, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it. This was his problem. Not his partners.
He rested his head against the steering wheel.
"When did this become your life Williams?" He asked himself.
After staring at the picture of his beloved Grace that he left in his car, he climbed out of the Camaro and walked towards his front door.
It was open. And Danny sure as hell didn't leave it that way.

He pulled out his gun and pushed the door open. Entering slowly, he cleared it room by room until he was sure nobody was there. He was trying hard not to have a panic attack as worst case scenarios flew through his head. What if Grace was here? Who the hell broke in and what the hell did they want? Nothing was missing as he could tell.

He was about to call Steve when he saw a plain medium-sized brown box on his kitchen table.
"What the..." He muttered.
He picked up the box and shook it. Thankfully it wasn't ticking so he knew nobody wanted to blow him up.
'Detective Daniel Williams' was written ominously on the top. Pulling out a pocket knife, Danny opened the box slowly.
"Oh god..."

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So what my friends is in the box?
I know that grenade rant was totally pointless btw but I had to put it in there because I love these two and their arguing.
I hope it's not slow I'm still new to writing stories but I hope you're enjoying it anyways!
Please review :) I'd love to hear your guesses on what Danny now has on his kitchen table!
Thanks for reading!