Disclaimer: I do not own Hawaii 5-0 or any of its character.
He stood there, in the pouring rain. Sulking. He was already soaked to the skin and he still had three hours of the stakeout before he could leave and dry off.
He thought of Kono sitting in the little coffee shop sipping a latte, pretending to read, while watching all the patrons' mill in and out for their caffeine fix. It may be boring but at least she was dry.
Then of course there was Steve "I'm the boss" McGarrett who had to watch the Tropics bar at the Hilton, a known hang out of Tommy Benton. No doubt he'd stick to pineapple juice as he was on a case but still Danny would even drink that if it meant he was dry.
He had heard nothing from Chin all day, but Steve had been in contact with him several times and trying to hide the amusement he informed Danny that the sun was shining up the coast and the showers were very localised.
Nothing happened for the rest of the afternoon and evening. None of the task force saw either Tommy Benton or Michael Chi in any of their known locations.
They were two low life hoods from the mainland that thought they would move to the islands and continue their business in paradise – drugs, prostitution, illegal gambling.
When Governor Denning got word that they had arrived on the island together, he immediately contacted his task-force. Both Tommy and Michael had been in Oahu separately on several occasions but never together and the governor was not happy. He wanted them back on the mainland as soon as possible, preferably in prison. As criminals go, they weren't the worst but they seemed to leave a trail of destruction where ever they went. Stepping on the toes of other criminals, somehow managing to ruin months of police work. As the police would be just about to close in on a criminal gang, Tommy and Michael would set up shop in the criminal's back yard getting their backs up and putting them on high alert. Invariably one of Tommy and Michael's "employees" would bear the brunt of their rival's anger and they would move on.
Steve immediately got to work with his team to make plans on removing this "scum" from polite society. Having asked Kamekona to get on the coconut phone immediately, they had three possible locations that these two criminals could be discovered together. So Five-0 set out to find and remove them. And that was how they found themselves split up for the day.
By eight p.m. Steve decided to call it a day and contacted Danny to say he'd meet him two blocks from his position. Danny was beyond miserable as he walked or more to the point squelched he way to meet Steve. He could not wait to get home and under a warm shower. Even though it was not cold, he felt chilled to the bone with his clothes soaked.
As Steve pulled up he grinned at the state of his partner.
"Hey Danny, you look like a drowned rat."
As Danny got into the car and glared at his partner, he said, "Shut up Steven. I'm soaked, I'm freezing, I'm hungry and I'm fed up. Just drop me home, please."
"Alright Danny, we don't want you to catch a cold now, do we?" Steve grinned.
"Hmm", came the disgruntle reply.
When they came close to Danny's apartment, Steve said, "Do you want to go get something to eat before going home?"
Danny shook his head, "No, I just want to go home and take a hot shower. I think I have some cans of soup, I'll heat one up. Look, just pick me up in the morning when you're heading to HQ."
"Ok buddy," Steve said as he pulled up in the parking lot of Danny's apartment block. "I'll be along for you at 8am. Good night."
"Thanks. See you in the morning," Danny answered as he walked away towards his home.
Once he got inside and locked his door, he sat down on his couch planning to just rest for five minutes before getting into his shower, getting some food and going to bed. However, things didn't go according to plan. He was asleep in less than a minute and didn't wake for hours.
He woke at four a.m. shivering uncontrollable. He had never dried off, sleeping on his couch with the air conditioning blowing full all night. Steve had once commented that he expected to meet a polar bear walking around Danny's apartment, it was so cold.
Dragging himself off the couch, he entered his bedroom, stripped down to his boxers and climbed into his bed, pulling the covers tightly around himself, hoping to heat up. Two hours later he was still shivering and his head had started to pound. He couldn't believe it, Steve's words had come true; he had gone and caught a cold…in Hawaii. Who else would that happen to?
Eventually he stumbled to his bathroom, showered and dressed. Feeling cotton headed and decidedly wretched with a scratchy throat he walked out his door at a minute to eight to see Steve pull up in his Camaro.
"Morning Steve," he rasped as he got into the passenger seat of his car.
"Hey man, you don't sound too good. Are you alright?"
"No Steven, I am not alright. Thanks to standing out in the God awful rain all day yesterday and then falling asleep with the air con on, I now have this damn cold." Danny's rant was interrupted by a big sneeze.
Looking at his forlorn partner Steve asked, "Eh, do you want to stay home today? Maybe go back to bed?" Steve felt bad for his friend.
Danny gently shook his head, "No, I'll be fine. Just, maybe let me sit in the coffee shop today."
"Ok, deal partner. We'll stop at a pharmacy and get you some Dayquil on the way to HQ."
Arriving at the palace after a slight detour, Steve and Danny headed to their offices.
Chin and Kono arrived shortly after and the four gathered around the smart table.
"Morning guys," Danny greeted the cousins.
"You sound like you swallowed a buzz-saw, Danny," Kono commented, going over to Danny, placing the back of her hand on his forehead. "Hey, you feel a little warm. Are you ok? Should you be here at all today?"
"I'm ok Kono, thanks. I'll be fine but if you don't mind, can I do the coffee shop today?" croaked Danny.
"No problem, brah," she replied.
Danny went into his office and sat down at his desk, opening some e-mails when he heard his partner walk in.
"Hey buddy, are you sure you're alright? You look like crap!"
Danny turned and glared at the SEAL, ready to comment about kicking someone when he's down, but all that came out was a squawk. His eyes bugled as he looked at Steve and saw concern on his face and…wait a second was that amusement?
"Shut up, Steven," Danny croaked, no more than a whisper.
Steve grinned back, "Sorry man, but you of all people to lose his voice."
He thought for a moment and then said, "Look Danny, maybe you should go home. You're really not fit to work today. Go to the pharmacy and get something for your throat and go home."
Danny opened his mouth to answer, already forgetting. He grabbed a notepad and pen and wrote, "I'm fine!"
Steve looked at his partner, "You sure?"
Danny started writing again. "YES STEVEN. I AM SURE!"
Steve chuckled, even when writing Danny had a tone.
"Ok buddy, we'll head out so…actually it's kind of a pity that we're splitting up. I've always wondered what it would be like to spend the day with you in silence."
He walked away grinning to himself but came to an abrupt stop when a ball of paper hit him on the back of the head and he turned to see Danny holding up his notepad with two words written on it – "BITE ME!"
Just in case anyone is wondering, this is not the ending of whumping.