I finally finished that big bang story I was avoiding and I only have one more left to go and then I swear I am not signing up for another one (I am such a liar - the kirk-spock on is coming up soon). I wrote this before the last chapter but had to go back and change some things to make it make more sense - which is why there was a delay. I am so far behind on the current series as well but I'm getting there.

/ / / Doorways \ \ \ s03e18 - Na Kiʻi (Dolls)

Danny walked into Steve's office and leaned back against the door jamb.

"Yeah?" Steve asked, not looking up.

"Why didn't you tell me you were going to call Cath in?"

Steve smiled and looked up at him. "I didn't think you needed to be consulted, I wasn't even sure her CO would give permission."

"So, you didn't tell me because you weren't sure that she would be allowed to participate. That's what you're telling me?"

"I wouldn't have kept it from you just because you might have said no."

"Why would I say no?"

Steve smiled at him knowingly. "Because you've always been jealous of Cath."

Danny rolled his eyes. "I'm not jealous of Cath."

"What do you call this then?"

"I call this asking my partner why he kept something about the case from me."

"Would we be having this conversation about Joe helping us out?"

"Of course we would if you hadn't have told me your plan."

Steve smirked at him. "You have a history of being jealous of Cath."

"Goodbye, Steven," Danny said, turning away from the door.

"You really don't need to be jealous of her," Steve called out.

"I know." Danny threw over his shoulder.

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Steve walked into Danny's office and lounged into the chair in front of his desk.

"So, Lizzie is an expert on roller derby?"

"Oh, yeah, she's going to be disappointed she missed this."

"She's more like Lily than she likes to think," Steve said.

"Hannah toyed with the idea of joining a roller derby team for a while but then she had Eric and she was too busy. Sometimes I think it would be good for her to do it."

"She could still get into it."

Danny shook his head. "I just don't see it when she has to deal with Eric as well as the boys."

Steve smiled in agreement. "Maybe we can take Lizzie to a match when they get here."

"I think she'd like that, maybe Cath will stick with it."

"Maybe," Steve said, smiling.

"You just like seeing her in the outfits," Danny said, laughing.

Steve didn't join him.

"Steve?"

"I'm not still interested in Cath," Steve said, his face grimly serious.

Danny stood up and walked around to the other side of the table, resting his backside of the wood. "I know that."

"You were jealous yesterday."

"I…" Danny took a deep breath and huffed it out before crouching down in front of Steve. "I don't think you're going to leave me, Steve. I know you aren't, but sometimes, and not all the time, just sometimes, I just really don't like that she is still such a big part of your life."

"Danny," Steve shuffled forward in his seat.

"Jealousy isn't supposed to be logical. I know you don't have feelings for her but I still can't stop myself from not really liking it sometimes."

Steve frowned at Danny. "Do you want me to-"

"No!" Danny said firmly, curling his hands around Steve's thighs. "You don't have to do anything differently, nothing at all, Steve. I'm sorry."

Steve shrugged. "I get it; I really, really hate Rachel sometimes."

Danny smiled at him.

"And the way she treats you. But, she gave up on you and I get to keep you."

"Neanderthal," Danny said, lifting up to kiss him.

"If I'm one then so are you," Steve said, words coming out muffled against Danny's lips.

Danny pulled back. "You don't need to do anything differently."

Steve smiled. "We are finishing that when we get home."

"Aye aye, Commander."

Steve rolled his eyes and then walked out of Danny's office.

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On Thursday, Steve froze in his office doorway when he saw Danny sitting on the couch under the window.

"Should we get married during the day or in the evening?"

"What?" Steve asked.

"It's a fairly straightforward question, Steve."

Then Chin yelled out that he had a lead and Danny walked past Steve, nudging him on the way. "Think about it."

Steve did until he heard what Chin had to say then it slipped from his mind.

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"I think I might wear a blue shirt at the wedding," Danny said, stopping in their bedroom doorway. "I'm going to the shop; I need flour for pizza tonight."

Steve yanked his pants up and strode after Danny. The blonde was sliding his wallet into the back pocket of his jeans. "Blue?"

"I'm still going to wear a suit."

"It's a beach wedding."

"So?" Danny asked, kissing him quickly before disappearing out of the door.

Steve would have gone after him but his phone rang – a hospital administrator on the other end of the line to inform him his mother had been admitted. Steve rushed out of the house without another thought of Danny in a blue shirt.

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Danny stopped in Steve's office doorway, hands on the top of the door jamb stretching out his torso. Steve was distracted by the image Danny made and missed what the other man said.

"What?" Steve asked, blinking and keeping his eyes above the line of Danny's shoulders.

"I don't know what you did to me last night but my side has been sore all day."

Steve smirked at him. "We only went swimming."

"What's your all-time favourite food?" Danny asked.

Steve paused and thought for a moment. "I have steak in the fridge for dinner already."

"I wasn't talking about dinner tonight."

"I'll think about it," Steve offered.

Danny smiled at him. "Come get me when you're done with your paperwork and we'll go home."

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"Do you want me to come with you to check out Doris' place?" Danny asked, resting his hip against Steve's door jamb with his arms folded across his chest.

"It's Wednesday."

"Kono or Chin or someone would keep an eye on Gracie for a little while."

"Go and pick up Grace," Steve said, picking up his gun and credentials.

"I don't think you should go alone."

"I'll be fine."

Danny shook his head and walked over. He curled a hand around Steve's wrist. "Call Cath then or take Chin."

"Cath is undercover."

"They won't be there all night."

"Danny, I'm just going to have a look."

"Okay," Danny said, squeezing Steve's wrist. "I'm going to go and get Gracie, I'll see you later."

"I won't be late."

Danny nodded and left but he didn't know if he believed that or not. He called Cath as soon as he was in his car – Chin had date-night planned with Malia. Cath agreed to go over and check on Steve which meant Danny was only worried about Steve rather than worried to the point of distraction.

Steve walked in the door later and looked at Danny. "You sent Cath."

"I was worried about you."

"She reminded me about Mangosta."

Danny sighed. "Gracie, can you give us a minute?"

Grace looked unsure but then nodded and slipped out of the room.

"I'm going to go and talk to her tomorrow." Steve said, looking down at the floor.

"Do you want me to come with you?"

Steve shook his head. "She's my mother and she never liked you so I'm going to go and talk to her alone. I'm going to find out what was in the safe – something worth stealing obviously."

"Steve-"

"What are we having for dinner?"

Danny walked over and wrapped his arms around Steve. "Steak. You can even burn it on the barbecue if you like."

Steve tightened his arms around Danny. "She just keeps bringing horrible things into my life."

Danny didn't say anything, just held Steve tighter and wished he could really do something to help.

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"Here," Danny walked into the lounge room and sat, spreading paper out over the coffee table.

"What's that, Danno?" Grace asked, dropping down until she was kneeling next to the table.

"You went out to go shopping," Steve said.

Danny smirked at him. "I might have told a few white lies."

"Daddy!" Grace said, scandalised.

Danny wanted to laugh but he fought to keep his face straight as he explained. "Those are paper samples from the wedding store in town. This," Danny pulled some paper out of his pocket, "is their range of suggested fonts. I have a selection of trial cakes in the car as well as the name of all of the people licensed to perform civil ceremonies on the island."

"But," Grace said, standing up, "Great-Nana is making the cake."

Danny bent down to look at her. "I know but we have cake."

Grace's face lit up and she bounced.

"Come help me get them out of the car?" Danny asked. Grace nodded so they went out to collect the other things that were in the car.

"We haven't had dinner yet," Steve pointed out, as Danny and Grace unpacked the little round cakes.

Danny shook his head. "Nope, but it's wedding cake so it's okay."

Grace nodded emphatically next to her father and stabbed one of the pieces of cake with her fork. She shoved it into her mouth and grinned. "We have to at least try them all."

Steve laughed at her chipmunk face and dropped down to the floor as well so that he could join them.

"I think that one," Steve said, pointing to one of the pieces of paper he'd been leafing through. It was cream with threads of colour running through it. It wasn't what Danny would have thought Steve would choose but Danny honestly didn't mind that much about stationery.

"I like it, what do you think, monkey?"

She lifted up and looked through the paper and then nodded. "I suppose."

"There is no pink," Steve commented.

"I just don't see our wedding being overly pink," Danny said. "Though, we are going to have to go and buy you a dress soon."

Grace's face lit up brightly.

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Steve looked unsure when Danny came down after checking on Grace.

"What's wrong?" Danny asked, bumping into him as he sat down.

"Why?" Steve asked.

Danny waited for more but Steve didn't say anything. "Why what?"

"Why all of this," Steve waved his hand over the coffee table with the wedding things spread over the table.

"Because the wedding is coming closer and closer. Everyone we are inviting knows about it but they still need invites."

"Is this because of Cath?"

Danny frowned. "I don't know what you mean."

"You were jealous of Cath."

"Yes," Danny said slowly.

"Are you finally wanting to plan the wedding because of her being stationed here again?"

Danny's instinct was to pull away and get defensive but he bit down on the feeling turning more fully to face Steve. "No."

"Then why?"

"Because I want to marry you and I saw the shop when I was picking Grace up on Wednesday and asked Malia about it. Apparently it's great so I went back today."

"You've been avoiding it for weeks."

Danny grimaced. "I should have done this months ago, Steven, I shouldn't have let my last experience planning a wedding make me hesitant because this is different, this is us, and we're going to have our wedding, our way. Besides, this is the only time you're allowed to get married."

"Allowed?"

"I'm thinking of changing the vow to something about being stuck with me forever."

"Because 'til death do us part isn't enough?"

"Nope," Danny said, yanking Steve over and kissing him.

"Okay."

"I'm sorry," Danny said quietly, when Steve finally pulled away, lifting up just long enough for them to catch their breaths. "I didn't want you to think I'd changed my mind or anything."

"I didn't think you had."

"Planning Grace's birthday made me realise I haven't been fair to you. Plus, even my dad said something about me dragging my heels."

"Chris?"

"Yeah, I didn't have a good reason for him. I want to marry you."

Steve smiled down at Danny and kissed him softly, sweetly, and then pulled away. "I never doubted that you wanted to marry me."

"But, you were upset that we weren't planning." Danny didn't need to ask, he knew.

Steve nodded.

"Then next weekend we'll sit down and plan it all. I am happy to do whatever you want with the wedding…within reason."

Steve looked thoughtful. "The weekend after, I think Grace would like to help."

Danny smiled up at Steve. "You're sure? This can just be us."

Steve rolled off Danny and straight to his knees before he stared down at the blonde.

Danny lifted himself up onto this elbows and stared at Steve. "What?"

"Grace would love to be involved," Steve pointed out.

"I know," Danny said, swinging around until he was sitting and pulling Steve down next to him. "But, that doesn't mean you have to involve her, that we have to involve her."

"She's part of the wedding."

"I know that and I want her to be involved but if you ask her to help it will be like the house or her birthday party; she will be involved."

"Good."

Danny smiled at him. "Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why are you so happy, willing, eager, to have her involved?"

"She's your daughter."

"I am aware," Danny said.

Steve was silent and Danny realised he wasn't going to get anything else out of Steve and he didn't know what he'd been expecting or thinking because that was all the reason Steve had ever needed. Danny shouldn't have been surprised that Steve would want Grace to be involved. They were sitting in a room that was proof that Steve wanted Grace involved and Danny should really stop forgetting that.

"We'll tell her tomorrow, she'll be so happy."

Steve grinned.

"Let's go up to bed," Danny said, turning the TV off.

"I'm just going to check the doors and windows," Steve said.

Danny left him to it and went up to their bed not bothering to put pyjamas on when he stripped off. He was rewarded when Steve's eyes lit up when the other man opened their bedroom door.

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The next weekend that they had Grace they set out early Saturday morning for breakfast and then spent the next few hours planning a wedding.

On the Sunday, they went surfing in the morning and then Grace sat both Danny and Steve down on the couch to 'talk'.

"We need a list."

Danny opened his mouth to speak.

"A better list than the one you had yesterday, Danno. We need to be organised if we're going to get this wedding planned."

"See," Danny said, looking at Steve, "I told you."

"Daddy!"

"I'll get some paper," Steve offered, standing up and walking towards the study. Danny rolled his eyes at Steve's back.

"What are you thinking, monkey?"

"We need a list of everything so we know when it's been done."

"Okay."

"I mean everything."

Danny bit down on his lip and looked at his daughter. "Gracie."

"It's going to be a great wedding, Danno."

"Yes it is, but you need to calm down, we don't have to have everything planned this weekend."

Grace looked at him and for a moment he could see his mother and nana in her. "No, but we have to be organised because I only get to come here every two weeks."

"We can work on it on Wednesdays too," Steve offered, coming back into the room.

Grace looked worried.

"Grace," Danny said, pulling her closer to him, "what's wrong, monkey?"

"I have a research project to do over the next few weeks."

"That's okay, you've had them before."

"But, it's going to take me forever, and I barely get anytime here already."

"We'll work on it on Wednesday night," Danny said, pulling her into a hug. "And your Mum will help you on the other night and you'll still get to help us plan the wedding. It's going to be fine, monkey."

Grace didn't look overly convinced.

"Should we make the list for the project after we do the one for the wedding?" Steve asked, unsure.

Grace turned on him and nodded. "Yes."

Steve looked at Danny over Grace's head but Danny shook his head at him and focussed on Grace.

"Okay," Grace said, pencil in hand, "what do we need?"

Danny cast his mind back to his wedding with Rachel and they came up with a list. Grace looked immensely pleased to have already been able to cross things off her list. When she ran to her room for the project sheet Steve turned to Danny.

"I'll talk to Rachel when I drop her off. Seems like it's about more than just some homework."

Steve nodded and as soon as Grace came back into the room they made the list. Then he threw himself at keeping Grace happy and entertained for the rest of the afternoon.

Danny spoke to Rachel after he'd dropped Grace off. "Grace seems stressed about this research project she starts this week."

"She hasn't said anything about it," Rachel said, frowning.

"Is everything okay, with Charlie and…everything?"

"He's heading into that delightful 'No' stage."

Danny couldn't help but smile fondly. "Grace was much worse at three than two."

"Boys, as it turns out, truly are different."

"If you need me to have Grace more to help out."

Rachel looked at him sharply. "If this is about the custody case."

Danny let out a huff and stepped closer to Rachel, making sure he couldn't be overheard. "This is about Grace; it's always been about Grace, Rachel."

She took a step back and nodded at him. "Yes, I do apologise. Thank you for the offer, Danny, but I can handle it."

"Of course," Danny said, shoving his hands into his pockets so the fists he made in frustration couldn't be seen – she'd know but she couldn't see them. "I'll come and pick up the assignment stuff when I collect her from school then so we can work on it on Wednesday night."

Rachel watched him for a moment and then when she didn't say anything he turned and started for the door.

"Bye, Grace," he called out and Grace appeared from the kitchen to hurl herself at him and hug him tightly. "Danno loves you."

"Love you too, and Steve, tell him he's not allowed to wear boardies at the wedding."

"I think he got the message."

"Remind him," Grace said, emphatically.

Danny laughed. "Oh, I will."

She hugged him again and pulled away, running back to the kitchen and whatever snack she was eating.

Rachel was still staring at him when he stepped through the door and instead of closing it on him she walked out with him, all the way to his car door.

"Do you honestly think you could have her more than you already do?" Rachel asked, voice a cool type of curious.

Danny tried not to let her get his back up. "I think I would still do whatever I had to, to spend as much time with her as I can."

"Even when your work with Five-0 is so-"

"Here's the thing," Danny said, turning to her more fully, "that you don't seem to understand, Rachel, Grace is one of the two most important things in my life so I have done, will do, whatever I have to, to make it work."

Rachel took a step back. "You never did before."

Danny let out a huff of breath. "No, I let you take the slack and then you left me and I learned from my mistakes."

Rachel looked thoughtful for a second and then she nodded and turned. "I will send everything to school with Grace on Wednesday."

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