Disclaimer: Ideas are fictional; not making any money on this. Hawaii 5-0 belongs to CBS. That's okay because none of this would work on TV.

Everyone slept late on Monday. It was their last day before the Williams clan descended on them from the mainland. Jen promised to come over later today with a helper to clean the house before then. Mary and her now fiancé, Scott, would arrive late on Thursday; they were the only family to be staying with Steve and Danny. The Williams were staying at one of the local resorts. Steve and Danny were picking up the tab at the resort and had arranged some sightseeing tours for the family.

Steve expected it would be chaos and he couldn't wait. They would exchange Christmas gifts with Danny's family on Tuesday afternoon, and Steve promised to grill an assortment of meats and fish for dinner. He knew the kids would want to play in the surf, and he checked to see if the beach volleyball net was still intact. Steve had a massive list of food to buy, arranged by which store stocked the item.

Their first stop at a local department store to pick up folding tables and chairs. Steve expected they would have a need for them in the future. Their 5-0 family was expanding, and they seemed to pick up additional guests from time to time. They also bought an additional outside patio set. Steve and Danny agreed to install a larger outdoor grill as part of a joint Christmas present, and Steve had a feeling that they would be hosting more outdoor parties. It was a gleaming piece of art, and Steve couldn't wait to test drive it.

After a trip home to unload their purchases, the family made the rounds for food and party supplies. Besides the cookout on Tuesday, there was a lasagna dinner scheduled for Wednesday that would include their Hawaii family. No one passed up an invitation for Mom's lasagna. On Thursday, they were attending a luau, and Friday was another family dinner that would include Mary and Scott.

Friday's dinner menu was another Williams favorite, turtle soup. Danny's grandmother made it every special family occasion. His grandmother was deceased, but Mom and Danny's Aunt Cathy had spent the last five years duplicating the recipe. Mom canned the turtle meat and shipped it with some Christmas gifts. Steve and Danny now were on the hunt for the remaining ingredients. The rest of the meal would be picnic food: hot dogs, potato salad, chips and dip, and some finger foods.

Mom reported that she successfully shamed her daughters into joining her in the kitchen more often, and she laid down the law that they would help with meals while visiting Danny and Steve. It was late afternoon before the last item was bought and put away at home. The fridge in the kitchen was full, and the old fridge and freezer in the garage were packed tightly.

Danny offered to take the family out to dinner at their favorite noodle house. Steve and Grace were happy to accept; they were tired from shopping all day.

"I thought things would slow down a little after Christmas. I must have been crazy. It's just starting!" Steve was feeling a little overwhelmed. He hoped for a little downtime with Danny and Grace, but he realized that the madness was just beginning. He remembered the crowd and the noise from their visit last summer.

"Hey, it won't be too bad. At the end of the day, they will all head back to the hotel. And on Thursday, Mom suggested that the family would take Grace sightseeing with them and we could get some alone time." Danny reached over to massage the back of Steve's neck. He knew Steve would end up with a killer headache if he wasn't careful.

"Really? I love that woman. Okay, that will get me through the next couple of days. Thank God for Costco. This week practically paid for the membership fee." Steve leaned back and closed his eyes.

"Yeah, and you like trolling for samples on the weekend." Danny watched in amusement as Steve flirted with the various 'sample' ladies. No matter what the age, he always charmed second and third portions.

"Hey, I share them with Grace, don't I?" Steve looked to Grace for confirmation. "Besides, I need to make sure the food is fit for my family. It's an obligation I take seriously." It was a load of BS and they all knew it. Danny took it as a sign that Steve was feeling better.

"Danny, don't get me wrong. I love your family, and I'm thrilled that they will be here for us this week."

"It's just a lot, especially coming so soon after Christmas. I've said it before. We'll have next week. Until then, just signal me if you need a break. You can go for a run or a swim. At we'll have quiet at night until Mary and her fiancé get here. I know you'll want to catch up with her, and you'll want to check out this guy she's with."

"I've already run a background check. He seems like a nice stable guy so I'm not sure why Mary is attracted to him."

"Hey, maybe she's changed. You changed; I changed."

"You're right. We changed, and she seemed different when she was here last month. I just want her to be happy."

Their food arrived and they were busy taking the edge off their hunger. Grace liked the noodle house, but she insisted on twirling the noodles like she was eating spaghetti. Steve found it charming. Normally, they would take a stroll after dinner, but they were all tired.

They collapsed on the couch when they got home. They kicked off their shoes and propped their feet on the coffee table. They were too tired to talk and too tired to watch TV. Finally, Grace mustered enough energy to go upstairs and get her shower.

When Steve heard the shower running, he attacked Danny. Steve had him down on the couch with a torrid kiss. "I wanted to do that all day. You drive me crazy sometimes. After Grace is in bed, it's you and me in the bedroom."

Danny wanted to offer a token protest, but he was way too aroused. He wanted Steve too. Okay, he would play hard to get next month. For tonight, he wanted Steve, and he wanted him now. He did a quick calculation and figured they could get Grace tucked in sometime in the next hour, less if she was too tired for story time.

Luck was with them. Grace was ready for bed as soon as she donned her jammies. Thirty seconds later, Steve and Danny were in their bedroom with the door locked. They pulled at each other's clothes until everything was on the floor.

Steve was in control tonight, or maybe out of control would be more accurate. He was frustrated by the idea that the house would be full of people when all he really wanted was to be alone with Danny. The thought of standing in front of their family and closest friends to pledge their love and commitment to each other turned him on more than he thought possible. Steve always thought he would die single. He thought if he ever married, it would be under extreme duress. Instead, he couldn't wait for the day.

And when he thought about a week with Danny, only Danny, he nearly went insane with wanting. He wanted everything. He wanted hot, steamy sex. He wanted to make slow, sweet love. He wanted to lay naked in bed with Danny without worrying who might tap on the door any minute.

Steve had Danny pinned to the mattress, although Danny could have easily flipped him off if he wanted to. He stopped and rested his forehead on Danny's. "Danno, I didn't ask. I know you're tired. We're both tired. I just need you now, but I'm asking. Please don't say no." Steve kissed Danny very softly and sweetly.

"Steven, I'm in this position because I want you too." Danny looked down between them. "Does this look like a no?"

"Danny, I've got one too. I know it has a mind of its own sometimes." Steve held his position and waited for Danny's answer.

"Okay babe, for the record, yes. Yes, please. Yes, pretty please get moving because you are driving me crazy here." Danny kissed Steve, and there was nothing very soft or sweet about it.

That was all it took to get Steve moving. He loved Danny, and he loved Danny's body. Some of his frustration had ebbed and he went slower than before. He wanted to make it last. They would have to settle for quickies with family in and out of the house the next few days. Tonight they had time.

Steve felt absolutely boneless when it was over. From what he could see, Danny was mostly the same. They held onto each other, lazily stroking a hip, a thigh. They were too sated to be tempted for Round 2. It was a lovely feeling.

"Steve, for the record, you don't have to ask to do that again. And I can't wait for our honeymoon. I'm thinking I can pack what I need for the week in a lunch sack."

Steve kissed Danny, appreciating the way his mind worked. "Yeah, and you'll probably still have room for a sandwich in the sack. Do you want to soak in the tub for a little while?"

The men finally made their way to the bathroom, hitting the shower briefly while the tub filled. This time, Danny climbed in first. He wanted to hold Steve, soothe him. They sat in the large tub while the jets pulsed warm water around their aching muscles.

Danny held onto Steve, softly telling him how much he loved him, how it was going to be with them. Danny would always love him. He would always be his backup. They would grow old together and watch Grace's children play on their private beach.

Steve listened to the beautiful tale Danny was spinning, only it wasn't a fairy tale. It was reality; it was their life together. Steve knew then that Danny understood how he was feeling today. He knew that Danny would always understand.

When Steve and Danny finally crawled into bed, Steve knew he would get through the next few days. Danny would have his back. That was all he needed to know. Steve spooned in front of Danny like the way that Danny held him in the tub. He was asleep in minutes.

Danny woke him shortly after 3 a.m. At first, Steve thought that they must have gotten a call. He was rolling toward the side of the bed when Danny stopped him. "Hey, hold on, you don't need to go anywhere. I just wanted…."

Steve stopped his forward momentum and rolled back toward Danny. He hooked his arms around Danny and waited patiently. "What do you want Danno? All you have to do is ask."

Danny leaned forward and whispered something in Steve's ear.

"Oh, I think we can do that. You want to right now?" Steve felt rather than saw Danny's nod. Steve was more than happy to comply. Usually once Danny fell asleep, he was out for the night. It wasn't unusual for Steve to wake up once or twice. Sometimes when he did, he would wake Danny and see if he wanted to play. This was the first time that Danny woke him in the wee hours of the morning for a booty call.

After the intensity of their earlier interlude, Danny wanted something more playful. It was dark in the bedroom, so dark that Steve and Danny couldn't see each other. They normally made love when it was light enough outside to see or with the light on. They appreciated seeing as well as touching their lover. Danny thought he could use the darkness tonight.

Danny rolled Steve onto his back. "Stay put. It's my turn." He was poised over Steve, trying to decide where he wanted to touch, to taste first. He didn't need the lamp on to know where everything was. He knew Steve's body almost as well as he knew his own. He kissed the scar just under Steve's collarbone where Victor Hesse's bullet nicked him. His hand skimmed over the healed burns from Wo Fat's torture, and then the scar from his prison stay.

Danny pulled the shirt over Steve's head. The sleep pants came next. Danny kept his clothes on for now. He continued his assault on Steve's senses until Steve couldn't keep still. He rolled Danny over and pulled off his sleep clothes. "Danny, please, you're driving me crazy. You need to…."

Steve didn't have time to finish his sentence. He realized that Danny wanted to see who could hold out the longest. Well, Danny could claim the victory if he just gave Steve what he wanted. Steve realized that he was on the bottom again, but he didn't care. It didn't matter to him who was on the bottom or who was on top. It just mattered that they were together.