Sorry it's been so long since I updated, a Hobbit story ate my brain. I haven't seen the newest H50 episodes but I'll catch up soon, I still have a bit more to do in Jersey first. By the way, I am using the Janet Evanovich novels to give me some idea of New Jersey so if it's terrible let me know.

/ / / Breakfast \ \ \

Danny woke up as Steve was trying to slip out if bed. He tightened his grip and pulled Steve back in.

"Where are you going?" Danny mumbled into his shoulder.

Steve laughed against him. "I was going to the bathroom."

"Are you sure, because I never got much action in this bed and I think it's still early." Danny said snuggling a bit closer.

Steve pulled back. "I really do need to go to the bathroom."

Danny sighed and released him. "Fine, but if one of them grabs you I'm not coming out to save you."

Steve bent over him and gave Danny a quick kiss before he left. "And if you have to take care of yourself it'll be just like high school."

Danny tried to hit him but missed and really couldn't be bothered moving out of the warm bed to try harder. He was fairly certain he fell back to sleep as some time later he felt cold hands sliding along his side and the smell of coffee dragging him awake.

"Your mum caught me," Steve said kissing Danny's neck. "But I got coffee for you."

"Mmmm," Danny mumbled not bothering to open his eyes as Steve's fingers warmed against his skin.

"She said breakfast would be ready in twenty minutes and she didn't want any help."

Danny nodded and pressed back into Steve more fully.

Steve hand snuck down Danny's chest and down under the waistband of his pyjamas. "Now, exactly how much action did you see in this bed?"

Danny laughed quietly. "Not telling."

"So, none?"

"Never said-" Danny squirmed back into Steve as his hand started moving with real purpose. "I never said that."

"Just assuming," Steve said nibbling along the back of Danny's neck.

"I will have you…that's nice."

"I know what you like," Steve said mouthing Danny's shoulder as his partner writhed in front of him. "So, am I the first person who did this to you in this bed?"

"Yes, just there, God, Steve," Danny said. "Whatever you say."

Steve laughed and stopped talking to work both of them to their orgasms. When they were done and Steve was panting heavily in Danny's ear Danny twisted around until he was facing Steve to curl his arm around Steve's waist.

Danny was just coming down and sucking a hickey into the skin under Steve's collarbone when there was a knock on the door.

"Yeah," Steve called out trying to sound normal as Danny added teeth.

"Get a move on, I'd like to eat breakfast while it's still morning," Harvey called out. "And make sure you're cleaned up because I don't want to know anything."

Danny pulled back. "Piss off, Harvey."

His laughter moved away from the door and Danny pulled Steve down for a kiss.

"Can't do this when we have work," Danny said going back to his mark.

"Then have fun," Steve said relaxing under Danny's ministrations.

"I am," Danny said with a wicked grin.

"Danny," Lily called through the door. "Hurry up, or everyone will know what you're doing up here."

Danny groaned and dropped his head. "We're coming, Nana."

"Good," Steve could hear her walk away and felt Danny pulling away.

"My family sucks," Danny said and rolled out of bed. He cleaned up and pulled on some clean clothes while Steve watched.

"They didn't interrupt our orgasms," Steve said with a shrug.

"I am shocked," Danny said. "Thanks." Danny leaned over and kissed Steve. "Come on, get up and we'll go and have breakfast."

"Or you could come back to bed," Steve said with a smirk.

"Danny," Molly said. "Hurry up."

Steve laughed and got out of bed. He stripped off knowing that Danny was watching him and cleaned up before he changed into something else and they both headed out the door.

They went downstairs to find everyone else sitting around in their pyjamas eating.

"Oh good you're here," Lizzie said. "Sit down and I'll start putting out breakfast. I hope you're hungry."

"Starving," Steve said with a smile and took one of the last chairs at the table. Danny sat next to him, with Harvey beside him and Molly and Ryan on the other side with his mother and grandmother at the one end with his father at the head of the table. Lizzie moved a number of heaped plates onto the table and then sat down so everyone could begin eating.

"Thank, Ma," Danny said and started eating. Everyone else around the table repeated the sentiments.

Steve leaned over to Danny. "This is a lot of food."

"She's showing off," Danny said. "Seriously enjoy it; my mother's pancakes are the best ever."

"Seriously?"

Danny grabbed some and handed his fork to Steve. "Try."

"Wow, Lizzie, these are amazing," Steve said after he'd eaten the bite.

She beamed at him. "Thank you."

They ate breakfast almost silently as everyone was enjoying the food. When people started to slow down Lizzie looked at Steve.

"Did you sleep well?"

"Yes," Steve said.

"Even in such a little bed?" Lily asked.

"I used to be in the Navy, I can sleep in a dinghy."

"I'm trying to work out if I should be offended," Danny said with a laugh.

"Don't be," Lily said. "You caught a good fish."

"Thank you," Steve said.

"So what are everyone's plans for today?" Lizzie asked.

"Steve and I are going down to the deli so I can show him off." Lily said.

"Since we're here, I thought I might go down and pick up some actual presents for the kids."

"You mean we aren't going to just get an envelope with money this year?" Molly asked with feigned shock.

"If you keep it up you might get some coal," Danny said.

"I hear that's pretty expensive nowadays," Molly said with a smirk.

Danny glared at his sister even knowing it was a childish thing to do.

"We can go after your man and I go to the deli," Lily said. "I need to get some things too."

"Are you can get me some things for dinner," Lizzie said. "I'll make you a list."

Danny sighed.

"We'll be happy to," Steve said with a smile. "Shall I do the dishes?"

"No, that is Harvey and Molly's job for annoying you this morning," they both looked at her with shock and annoyance. "And Molly if you try and make Ryan do it because you are pregnant I will forget to make your favourite dessert on Christmas day."

Molly nodded and stood to start clearing dishes. "Yes, Ma."

Harvey stood as well to help.

"We haven't seen Danny in years and you decide to annoy him on his first morning there, are the two of your trying to run Steve back to Hawaii?" Lizzie said sitting back with her coffee and watching her children working. "He hasn't come back in much too long, and you know he works very hard so he and Steve can have a little lie in if they want."

"Thanks, Ma," Danny said with a smile.

"They were having a kiss and a cuddle," Lily said.

"Nana," Danny said. "We were just lazing about."

"Is that why Steve has a hickey?" Lily asked looking at Steve closely.

Steve flushed and Danny nodded.

"Jeez," Harvey said. "I didn't need to know that."

"When's your new girlfriend coming into town?" Danny asked.

"Today, it's the only reason I've taken time off," Harvey said.

"You're a lawyer in Manhattan, right?" Steve said.

"Yes."

"So why are you staying here?" Steve asked.

"The people in the apartment above me had a little flood and did some damage to my apartment so I came to stay with Ma and Pop over Christmas while it is fixed."

"That sucks," Danny said. "How long do they think it will take to repair?"

"Jake's father and brother are both in the business so they are working on it over Christmas and the New Year. They think that I should be back in by just after the New Year."

"That's lucky," Steve said. "Could have taken a long time if you didn't have someone lined up like that."

"I know," Harvey said.

"We had someone come in and do the water areas," Danny said.

"That's right," Ryan said. "The great renovation. It was all Gracie talked about for months. Her bed sounds amazing."

Steve suddenly turned on Danny.

"What, babe?" Danny asked somewhat wearily.

"I want to see the paintings."

"The paintings?" Danny asked.

"When you mum sent the paintings over she wrote a note saying she'd kept some. There is that one above the TV," Steve said nodding at the lounge room. Above the TV hung a painting of a swing, six seats all in a row moving through the air with a child in each, flying at different places along the arch of their swing.

"That was an assignment at university," Danny said. "It was all about movement."

"Daniel always said it wasn't he and his siblings but I know they are, three boys and three girls, all my babies," Lizzie looked sad for a moment and then shook herself off and smiled at Danny. "Come with me, Steve. I'll show them all to you."

Steve stood and followed Lizzie out of the dining room. Danny waited a beat and then decided it was best if he followed them.

"This one," Lizzie said as Danny walked up. "Is my absolute favourite."

Danny stood in the doorway and watched as Steve stepped closer to the painting. It was the one Danny had done for his parent's fortieth wedding anniversary, it was just before he and Rachel had started marriage counselling and he had mostly stopped painting. It was completely different to most of what he'd painted but it was based on a drawing he'd done while fall down drunk one night that his mother had found while she was laughing at his pain and had framed it. It was a swirling mass of violet and red and green that made him think of storms and the violent disassociation of being drunk but something about it always made his mother smile.

"It's amazing," Steve said. "He hasn't shown me anything else like it."

"That's because it is completely unique just like my Danny, who is eavesdropping."

Danny walked into the room completely. "I thought it best to check and see what you were telling Steve."

"Only the very best things," Lizzie said. "Danny painted this for our anniversary; it was based on the drawing in the frame next to it."

Steve looked at it. "But you said you kept some of the paintings."

"I gave one to Georgina, it was a painting of the landscape in England from the first time he went with Rachel and I gave one to Harvey, for his big apartment."

"So you gave them away?" Danny asked.

"There is one in every bedroom," Lizzie said. "Don't get annoyed, you didn't ask for them for over two years."

"You painted the one in your bedroom?" Steve asked.

Danny nodded; it was one of his risqué ones, from his life drawing class, the long line of a woman's back, she was twisted around to look back at him. It didn't reveal anything but her backside and the long line of her back but she was beautiful and he remembered the night after she finished posing for him very well. Though his drawing of Steve naked was still his very favourite nude.

"Yes," Lizzie said. "He had been hiding his naked lady but she is very good so when I found it I put it up, and I had to fight my mother for it too."

Danny flushed as they both turned to him.

They went around the rest of the rooms and looked at the other paintings, the thunderstorm that hung in Lily's bedroom. The painting of a picture that Harvey had taken, when he was away getting himself in debt at Harvard, in his mother's sewing room above the fold out bed that Harvey was using. The painting of his grandfather working in his workshop that was hanging in the guest room that Molly and Ryan were using and the bizarre 'let's paint like Picasso' painting that some weekend art teacher had made them do that hung in the bedroom that Georgina and Hannah had shared their whole life that was now something of a sitting room for Lily.

When Lizzie went back downstairs Steve grabbed Danny's wrist to stop him following her.

"You're really good," Steve said quietly. "Did you ever think about doing it full time?"

Danny shook his head. "I love it but I always wanted to be a cop. When we're old and retired I'll paint more but for now I'm happy to just do it when the mood strikes me."

Steve nodded and went down the stairs but Danny could see the small frown in his eyes. Danny followed his partner sure he'd get to the bottom of it eventually.

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