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Season 1, Episode 18.

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Steve tracked Danny's flight and the second it landed he was waiting at the gate. Seeing his friend he grabbed the bag from his shoulder and threw his arm around the man, leading him quickly from the airport. He opened the door to the Camero and he climbed in, asleep before Steve even had time to buckle the seatbelt for him. Steve drove him to his house and without waking his friend he was able to lead him into the living room, having him lay down on the couch.

Steve sat, working on his laptop from his recliner, watching, ready to jump up if needed. Danny had told him that he had started having nightmares while he had been in New Jersey, bad enough that he had just decided not to sleep...living off of a combination of caffeine and terror to stay awake. Danny's father had ended up calling him telling him how bad it actually was and that was when Steve booked him a flight back to Hawaii.

Danny felt Steve's presence and he felt the terror melt from his body, Steve made him safe. Whatever bad things could potentially happen, Steve would find a way to get them both through. When Danny opened his eyes seven hours later he looked over and found his partners eyes staring right back at him.

Steve set his laptop down and went over to the couch, moving the pillow under Danny's head as his friend moved to use his leg for his pillow. "Your Dad had to call me...I talked to you 42 separate times in the last three days." He said sadly as he put his hand over his best friends heart. Danny wrapped his hand around his wrist and blinked as he looked up at him, tears streaming from his eyes. Steve quickly pulled Danny up so he was holding him, holding his ear to his own chest so Danny could hear his heart beating through his shirt.

"I lost him." Danny mumbled as he grabbed onto his friends strong arms that held him as if his own life depended on it.

Steve held him as he cried all the tears he had held back since he boarded the flight home. There was no other way. Danny was like him, each friend..every family member he couldn't help or save...it was on him, a part of who he was. Saying he was okay or that what happened wasn't his fault...they were just empty words. "I got you." Was the only thing Steve said. "I got you."

It took a couple weeks for Danny to feel like he was back in the swing of things once he returned to Hawaii. The team had put alerts on all of Matt's code names, Nick names, credit cards, banking information and phones but they all knew it wasn't hard to disappear if you had enough money. Danny had unofficially moved in with Steve, he felt safer there...calm. After the forth day he had started to go home each morning to shower and check his mail, he had also gotten in the habit of taking Grace to school every morning, something Rachel deemed completely unnecessary since they had a driver but it gave him more time with his little girl so she didn't argue.

As Danny walked in with a paper bag in hand Steve started firing off questions...the man had to know everything. The two had become ridiculously codependent and were in their own world and didn't notice an outsider walk into their office at first. When she introduced herself by playing Johns tape recording Danny and Steve both felt their stomachs drop. Steve instantly threw his walls up, even from Danny and became defiant to Jenna.

They bickered in the car ride to the hotel where there was a potential jumper, they had been handed the case because HPD was held up with a gang issue and surfing competition on the other side of the island. When they got there Max told them right away that the costumes man was not a jumper. As they investigated the murder Steve tried to distance himself from Danny, which of course did not go over well.

"Sit down. Shut up and listen to me!" Danny yelled, storming into his Partners office. "Whatever is going on with you and the CIA you need to talk to me." He said, quickly losing steam.

"Jenna is a low level analyst...not on assignment...she took a leave of absence." Steve told him.

"How do you know that? Wait...I don't want to know...what insane plan is brewing in that stupid head of yours?"

"She has to know something. She has my Dads recorder."

"Can you for once in your life not do something insane?"

"I am going to find out who killed my mother...why my sister was kidnapped...Danny I can't not do something."

"Then let me help you."

"I'm not going to let you destroy your career."

"It isn't just about you." Danny glared at him.

"I will have her come here then...work here...will that satisfy you?"

"You have work to do. A case we are working on."

"You, Kono and Chin Ho can do that."

"You listen and you listen good. We will do the investigating but when it comes time to do anything you damn well better be my backup." Danny told him and that was their compromise, there was no arguing. Steve knew he would be there for his Partner.

As the team worked to solve one murder they found evidence to turn that into a second and managed to solve both, all while Steve obsessed over Wo Fat with Jenna Kaye. He at least was trying to keep Danny in the loop. Danny knew he wasn't telling him everything, but the fact that he was telling him anything...he knew he was trying. For Steve McGarrett to share anything meant a lot.

"He told me I wouldn't like what I found and to stop digging." Steve slammed into his kitchen, chucking his phone across the counter where Danny caught it and plugged it into the charger. "He threatened me and told me to stop searching."

"Which you refuse to do so what is your plan?" Danny asked as he slid a lasagna into the oven.

"Jenna thinks that he is the key...that he has information...she doesn't think he is the one making the decisions though."

"You disagree?"

"He isn't much older than me. I was sixteen when my mother was killed...no way he was hiring people to kill when he was that young."

"You think he hired Hesse to kill your father?"

"Yes." Steve yelled as he plopped down into the recliner, kicking it back and covering his eyes with his arm. "I just have no idea why he would want to murder my Dad..or who would have wanted my Mom killed." He said, barely loud enough for Danny to hear from the kitchen.

"You want to surf while we wait for dinner? Got an hour." Danny asked, leaning against the doorframe.

"You don't want to surf." Steve mumbled.

"Nope."

"You would go?"

"Yes."

"Sit out there with a Longboard?"

"You got it." Danny said grabbing two from the fridge and popping them open, passing off one as Steve walked by him.

"I want to kill him."

"You want answers more...that is a problem for you."

"I want my family."

"Tell me about your family."

"Danny you already know about them...probably more than I do since you had to go through everything when my Dad..."

"I know what I read and saw...tell me about your family. About you."

"Danny you know about me."

"Dammit Steven just talk. You are clearly missing your parents right now so talk about them."

"How is that suppose to help?"

"You know what? I have no idea. Just thought the human part of you might...Oh I dunno, be human for five minutes."

Steve stared at him for a solid five minutes before he spoke, whisper at first, "That spot you are in...mom used to sit there. She could see Mary in the grass and me in the water at the same time...and she could see into the garage to watch...she loved watching my Dad. She knew nothing about cars but...the smile she had when she watched him...she really loved him. You know?"

Danny nodded and smiled but didn't say anything. "She never missed a game...all my scout stuff...she was there for everything...until..."

"Until she wasn't." Danny finished for him. "I think our Moms would have liked each other."

"You Mom reminded me of mine...when I talked to her...it was like talking to her."

"What would you say to your Mom if you had five minutes with her?"

"Danny I can't..."

"You can. It is okay to be human sometimes."

"I would tell her I loved her." Steve said looking over at his friend, "That's it...I don't...I don't remember ever telling her."

Danny reached over and put his arm around Steve's shoulders, giving him a quick hug, "Your Mom loved you." He told him, no doubt in his mind. He had seen the old family albums, all of them...shrines to what their family had been like. "Can I show you something?" Danny asked when Steve set down his empty bottle.

Earning a nod Danny got up and motioned for Steve to follow. He led him into the house and had him sit down on the sofa before going to the den and grabbing an album from a shelf that was separate from where the rest of the albums were kept. "What is this?" Steve asked as Danny plopped it on his lap.

"Look at it dummy." Danny rolled his eyes as he walked into the kitchen to pull dinner from the oven.

"Where did you find this?" He heard Steve ask after a couple minutes.

After Danny dished up a couple plates he brought them into the living room, "It was in the desk." He said shrugging his shoulders. "Put it down and eat something." Danny said taking the album from him.

"Those photos...they were..."

"I think your mom was working on it when she was killed. Goes through the championship game."

"This lasagna is really good."

"Why are you always surprised that I can cook?"

"Mary asked how you have been doing since you got back from Jersey."

"You tell her?"

"I didn't tell her you went to Jersey."

"Oh."

"Since when do you talk to my sister?"

"Few times a week since she went back to LA."

"You didn't say anything."

"Didn't know I needed to."

"Thank you."

"Is there a game on?"

"There is always a game on." Steve rolled his eyes as Danny flipped the tv to ESPN.