Sorry, RL interfered and this is too short but it's something. More soon.

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Danny said hello to his Nana, who clapped him on the arm and congratulated him on catching a hotsie totsie. His father rolled his eyes at her and gave Danny a hug, he didn't say much, never really had, but Danny knew that his dad was really glad that Danny had come for Christmas. Molly and her husband, Ryan, were over but Georgina and Hannah wouldn't be there until Christmas Eve and Harvey was sitting in the corner typing something on his phone. Danny had said hello to everyone and listened to comments on how long he had been away and how he looked older, thank you so much Aunt Mabel – who wasn't really an aunt but was a busybody, and the fact he must have made skills in Hawaii to have bagged someone so much more attractive than him, thank you Molly – who was not allowed to come and visit them anymore. His obligation over he quietly ducked out of the room and headed up the stairs to find Steve sitting on the little window seat between the bathroom and Danny's old room. He looked a little spooked and watched Danny closely as he came to sit next to Steve; so close that they were plastered to one another.

"What did she say?"

"She said she was very happy that I was joining the family and that she hadn't heard you this happy about anything but Grace."

Danny patted Steve on the knee. "And that freaked you out a little, babe?"

"Then she said that she hoped I was as serious about her little boy as she thought I was from the way I was looking at you," Steve continued. "I didn't freak out."

"You looked a little like she'd slapped you or something."

"She read me in a minute," Steve said. "She told me not to worry since she knew her son and that you were in love with me."

"You worry?" Danny asked.

"No," Steve shook his head. "I know you love me, I don't worry."

"But…"

"How did she know?"

Danny grabbed Steve's hand. "She and I talk, she is a mum so she's pretty good at reading between the lines, she talks to Grace, who talks about you and I and what the three of us get up to a lot. On top of that you looked more worried when faced with my family than you did the last time we were pinned down by machine gun welding drug runners. It would have been a pretty big tip off."

"I really want to get to know your family," Steve said.

"I know you do, babe. You flew me home on an Air Force flight and called in a heap of favours to do it. But they are a bit intense at times, very intense, bat shit at times, though I love them and…I'm not being very comforting am I?" Steve shook his head. "Thing is, babe, that I am here and they might be a little overwhelming but they do it with the best of intentions and nothing that you say or do while we're here is going to make me change my mind."

Steve looked at him sharply.

"What? Thought I wouldn't realised that you worried that they might dislike you and tell me to find someone else? I've become fluent in Steve."

Steve kissed him, curling his hand around the back of Danny's neck to pull him closer. "I want them to like me," Steve said quietly against Danny's lips.

Danny smiled. "They already do."

"Why?"

"My nana thinks you're hot, my mum knows you make me happy and my dad is just supportive so they like you."

"So easily?" Steve asked and Danny had a feeling that he was thinking back over the fact Doris had hated Danny immediately even with obvious evidence that Danny loved her son, hell Danny knew for a fact that their friends had talked him up to her and she had still blindly hated them.

"It's that straight forward. Now, you want to come downstairs? I think mum will be planning something spectacular to feed you so that you are impressed."

"She doesn't need to do that," Steve said and stood looking much more settled now.

"Nope," Danny said. "But she will and you will be amazed."

"It can't be that good," Steve said as they headed towards the stairs. "You're a pretty good cook."

Danny tugged on his hand to stop him and pulled him down for a quick, hot kiss. "Going to blow your mind!"

"Wow," Steve said as they headed back down stairs. "I'm looking forward to that."

They made it to the bottom of the stairs and Danny grabbed Steve's hand before he headed into the lounge room.

"Okay Steve," Danny said since the room went completely silent when they came back in. "This is my sister Molly and her husband Ryan," Danny pointed to the woman who had opened the door and the man sitting next to her. "My uncle Ed and his wife Sarah," Danny said nodding at his uncle, who he looked quite a bit like. "This is Mabel Philips, she lives down the street and her daughter and of course my mum and dad. That is my brother Harvey, and his better half – his blackberry."

"Are you allergic to anything, Steve?" Lizzie asked him with a smile.

Steve shook his head. "No."

"I'm making my chicken parmigiana, just for you Steve," Lizzie said and turned to Molly. "You'll need to go to the shop."

"Ma," Molly said. "It's cold outside why don't you just make the spaghetti you were going to make earlier."

Lizzie looked at her daughter with a raised eyebrow, hands on her hips. "I'm going to make Steve, our guest, my very best chicken parmigiana, just be happy I'm not making you go out for clams, I'll save my linguini until your sisters get here, now I want you to go down to the shop and get me some things. I'll write a list."

"Ma'am," Steve started. "You don't need to make something special just for me."

Lizzie turned her stare on Steve but then she smiled at him widely. "You're my guest and you're about to be family so I'm going to spoil you a little."

"Thank you." Steve said and dropped his eyes.

"I'll go," Ryan said. "Molly can stay in the warm."

Molly beamed at her husband before Ryan stood, gave her a kiss and followed Lizzie into the kitchen.

Danny pulled Steve down to sit next to him on one of the couches, they were sitting too close together on the small seat but the way Steve threw his arm around Danny's shoulders told Danny that his partner really didn't mind.

"Well, Steve," Lily said. "Tell me about you."

Steve licked his lips and gripped Danny's shoulder a little tighter. "I grew up in Hawaii, ma'am, my mum…left when I was sixteen then I moved in with some family in Washington. When I graduated high school I went to Annapolis and joined the Navy. I worked with Naval Intelligence and have been a SEAL for ten years, I have the rank of Commander and when my father was murdered I went back to Hawaii to find his killer and was offered a unit, Five-0, which is where I met Danny and now we're dating."

Danny bit his lip. "Excellent run down, Steve."

Steve looked at him. "Not good?"

"I was wanting more information, good looking." Lily said. "Like, what do you do for fun?"

"Swim, I like to swim and I'm teaching Gracie to snorkel and surf and we've been practicing survival skills, so we take her camping and I'm going to take her to a special place I know where there is a lovely little cove and a coral shoal."

Molly smiled at him. "Grace has told us about the surfing, apparently you're very good and Danny lets you take her without worrying too much."

Steve smiled.

"Have you ever been in that Men Of The Navy calendar?" Lily asked sitting forward.

Steve laughed. "No, ma'am."

"Pity," Lily said with a sigh. "So, you're going to be my grandson."

"Yes, I suppose I am."

"Do you love my Danny-boy?" Lily asked staring at him intently.

Steve looked at Danny. "Very much."

Molly smiled at him when he looked back at the other couch where Lily and Molly were sitting together.

"Good." Lily said. "Now, about this wedding."

"What, Nana?" Danny asked suspiciously.

"So, Lizzie tells me you're doing it in your backyard, which is lovely I'm sure, what I want to know is who is making your cake?"

Danny nodded and relaxed.

"We," Steve turned to Danny. "Haven't organised a cake."

"Good, I'm making it then, no arguments, if you argue I'll refuse to attend the wedding."

"She's lying," Danny said. "Nana is incapable of missing a wedding, she'll sing at the reception too."

Lily looked at Danny with a shake of the head. "You're not supposed to tell him that until he agrees to let me make the cake."

"You'll have a week and a half to bake it," Danny said. "I'd prefer chocolate and it has to have butter frosting since it's Steve's favourite."

"That's good, no one likes fondant." Lily said. "I can work with chocolate."

"You knew that was coming?" Steve asked.

"Of course I did, Nana is predictable in some things and she loves to bake a wedding cake."

Lily frowned at them. "Where am I going to find a cake topper with two men?"

Danny responded with a laugh.

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