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"That sounds like it was taken a little out of context, Steven." Danny said looking at him.

"Nope, says right here, 'The Sun'." Steve said showing Danny what was scribbled down on the notebook.

"Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I have lived on this island for six years and I am still as pale as I was when I got here. " Danny said.

"That's not true. You have gotten a little tanner." Steve said trying to make his friend feel better.

"That is for you to say Mr. Super Tan. I just burn. I'm telling you, Steve, it is not fair." Danny huffed.

Steve just looked at Danny now, thinking. "You must have gotten some sun. I mean, New Jersey is just tall buildings blocking out the sun and Hawaii is... Hawaii."

"I know!" Exclaimed Danny. "Please explain this phenomenon to me, Steve! Grace and Rachel both developed fantastic tans! I mean, Grace almost looks like a native. And then there's me!" He said gesturing to himself.

"Now hang on Danny, your hair color has changed somewhat since you first got here."

"What an observation Steven, that would help me, except it has gotten darker, not lighter."

"Well... Okay then, let's find a picture of you before you got here, and compare it to you now. Settle this right now." Steve suggested.

"Why?" Danny asked. "Why do you feel the need to go this far? What is it with you and competition? Huh?"

"Jeeze Danny sorry, I just wanted to know." Steve said holding his hands up in defeat.

Danny aggressively took out his phone and went through the gallery. "Fine you want a picture of me before. Here."

Danny showed Steve a picture of him and Rachel on their wedding day. He took the phone away, looked at the picture and smiled. "You know Danny, I got to say you two sure look happy." Steve said. Danny leaned over and looked at the photo, and he smiled his own, sadder smile.

"You know, we were. Back then we were."

Steve continued holding the phone and began to scroll. "Was this Grace?" He asked as a picture of a young woman smiling at her desk in what looked like a police precinct. She was holding a present, probably on her birthday, and was laughing at the camera at whatever was inside.

"Yeah that was her." Danny said sadly. "That was, uh her birthday. About three weeks before she died."

Steve continued to scroll and saw pictures of Danny and his family, obviously these were all old photos Danny had transferred to his phone. He kept scrolling until he saw a picture of a young Danny wearing-

A snapback hat, a black shirt with a skull on it, and a big goofy grin on his face. Next to him was a kid with a baseball cap on, a dark sweatshirt, and holding a microphone. The two looked like they were giving an interview of some sorts, the picture was somewhat blurry, but Steve could see that they both were smiling madly into the camera.

"Uh, Danny... what is this?" Steve asked with a very, very large grin.

At first Danny was confused, but then he saw the picture and his eyes widened with fear. He reached across the couch and attempted to grab the phone from Steve, but his SEAL reflexes caused him to drop and reach his arm holding the phone out of Danny's reach.

"What is this Danny?" Steve repeated now, more amused as Danny struggled to get the phone away from him.

"That is none of your damn business that's what that is. Now give me my phone, Steven!" Danny once again reached out for the phone and Steve jumped to behind the couch while Danny stood at the front.

"Nice and easy give, me the phone." Danny said making the 'give me' gesture with his hands.

"Not till you explain this, Danny." Steve said holding out the phone and smiling.

Danny sighed and rubbed his hands through his hair. "It is nothing, just a couple of friends smiling at a camera." Danny tried.

"Then why are you two being interviewed?" Steve asked.

"We uh, we saved a cat from a tree. We were town heroes."

"Danny..."

"Fine. I may or may not have briefly in the 90s been a part of a... rap duo." Danny said mumbling and looking down at the floor obviously embarrassed.

This was just too much for Steve to handle. "I'm sorry, what?" He asked for clarity.

"It was a major lapse of judgement. It was right after Billy died and it only lasted for like two years and then I-"

"Two years?!" Steve asked amazed.

"Yes, Steven two years, okay. It was a mistake and I am a little embarrassed by it."

Steve just kept on smiling and pointed towards the phone. "Who knows about this?" He asked.

"Uh, my mom, dad, Stella, Bridget, and Rachel."

"I don't understand, Danny I did an extensive background check on you, how did this not come up?" Steve asked suddenly.

"Steven, I have worked hard to keep that secret. Besides, I didn't actually use my real name."

"Your name was?"

"Mad Skillz with a Z." Danny sighed.

"With a Z?" Steve asked laughing.

"It was a very odd time in my life, Steven!" Danny yelled. "I had no idea what I wanted to do in life, especially after Billy. My friend told me that music was a good outlet and so it was mine for a while. Then one day I witness a robbery and it was one of the coolest things I ever saw. Guns blazing, the action. That, and I wanted to make a difference, like my dad. So I quit and became a cop."

"How did your fans react to this sudden change?" Steve asked, still grinning.

"We had a very small fanbase." Danny corrected.

"What was your band name?"

Danny mumbled something that Steve could not hear. "I'm sorry what was that, Daniel?"

"Whooliganz! We were called the Whooliganz." He said rubbing his hand across his hair. "Look, Steve, buddy. This is a part of my life I have tried to keep hidden, okay. If this gets out, I'll never be taken seriously as a cop again. Especially as Five-0. This needs to stay between us, okay?"

"Well Danny," Steve began, "What about Chin, Kono, and Lou?"

"No!" Danny said quickly. "Definitely not them. Or Max, Kamekona, Dog, or anyone else. Capische?"

Steve held the phone out to him, but then pulled it back to himself making Danny sigh.

"Under one condition." Steve said.

"What, you neanderthal?" Danny asked defeated.

"You show me one of your songs."

Danny just looked at him, really looked at him and sighed. "Go to YouTube, our biggest song was called 'Put Your Handz Up'. Handz with a z." Danny said. "But when I'm not in the room. I can't handle listening to that again."

"Fine." Steve said as he finally handed him back his phone.

"This does not leave this room, Steven. Last thing I need is Grace and Charlie finding out that their dad used to be a rapper. I would never hear the end of it. Ever."

Steve made the lips sealed gesture with his hands, but the grin he was wearing told Danny that his secret was in not-so-reliable hands.

"So now that you have ruined my life, can we cross the sun off the list?" Danny asked flopping back on the couch.

"You still up for this Danno? Do you need to take a break?" Steve asked grinning.

"I hate you so much. What is next?"

"The sand."

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"Yeah well, I know you are no detective, Commander, " Danny said, "but if I don't like the sand or the water, you can assume I do not prefer the beach."

"But Danny," Steve began, "the beach is a place to relax. Get some sun, work on that tan line, go swimming."

"All things I hate." Danny said crossing his arms.

"Then what do you enjoy?" Steve asked exasperated, raising his hands in the air and then dramatically dropping them.

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