“ A marriage counsellor!” repeated Danny still unable to process, as he unlocked the car
Steve sighed, “Is that all you are going to repeat forever more because really I could have picked better three words.”
Danny ignored him and sped out of the carpark furiously jabbing at his phone bringing up Rachel’s number “I come to you with a legitimate concern for our daughter and this is how you repay me?” the rest of his message garbled off into unintelligible swear words.
He felt no compunction or guilt in dragging Grace out of school for the afternoon. If Rachel wasn't going to take this seriously he would. He'd spoil Grace with an afternoon with her favourite Aunt Kono and Uncle Chin and fill her up with sugar and then sit down with her and find out who was hurting her.
Of course Steve derailed this plan by showing her the handcuffs. She'd seen them before but Grace had never shown much interest beyond them being a sign that her Danno protected people. Now she wanted to know if they hurt and how strong they were and whether bad guys could pick the locks.
Steve was so patient explaining them to her, and clipping one cuff over his wrist in order to show Grace how they worked, that Danny found himself edging closer and smiling. That is until somehow the other half of the cuff clipped on his wrist, tangled up in the computer table, and Grace had the key and she was running off laughing.
“Relax, Kono and Chin are only out on a coffee run, they'll be 10 minutes. She can't get up to much mischief in ten minutes.”
“Says the man with no children while sitting in the office of a man who thinks that stockpiling weapons is a hobby….”
“Relax Danno.”
“Don’t tell me to relax, my daughter is having a breakdown and I'm handcuffed to my insane partner who will probably chew my arm off to escape.”
Steve laughed. “I thought you said you loved me?”
Danny groaned, he’d hoped that Steve had tuned out of his rant to the marriage counsellor, “In a manly way. A manly platonic, I didn't want to be confused by a shrink, way.”
“A manly way?”
“Yes, a very manly way. Shut up. Stop speaking.”
S fidgeted for a moment, “You know Danno I think this problem has an easy solution.”
“What problem? These handcuffs, my daughter, or the fact I have you in my life?”
“The second,”
“I'm all ears.”
“I think you should confiscate her copy of the Parent Trap.”
Danny blinked, “Excuse me? What does a bad Lindsay Lohan film have to do with anything?”
Steve rolled his eyes and in a move that was pure McGarrett insanity stuck his tongue in Danny’s mouth.
If Danny had ever thought about this he would have expected that he’d object – loudly and voraciously. But that was in theory; in practice apparently this was what he had been waiting for and could probably do forever.
“Can I be flowergirl?”
Danny pulled back and stared at Grace.
“Can I be flower girl, Danno?”
“Sure, “ said Steve, “If you give me the key to these cuffs.”
Grace narrowed her eyes.
“Its not a trick,” placated Steve and Danny wondered what on earth was going on but Grace nodded and handed over the keys.
Then it dawned on Danny. “Oh right. The Parent Trap. Really? Really have we been projecting married that much that my baby daughter – “ Danny paused. “Don’t answer that, it’s a stupid question.”
Re: Untitled Locked in Closet/Grace made them do it Fic Part 4
“ A marriage counsellor!” repeated Danny still unable to process, as he unlocked the car
Steve sighed, “Is that all you are going to repeat forever more because really I could have picked better three words.”
Danny ignored him and sped out of the carpark furiously jabbing at his phone bringing up Rachel’s number “I come to you with a legitimate concern for our daughter and this is how you repay me?” the rest of his message garbled off into unintelligible swear words.
He felt no compunction or guilt in dragging Grace out of school for the afternoon. If Rachel wasn't going to take this seriously he would. He'd spoil Grace with an afternoon with her favourite Aunt Kono and Uncle Chin and fill her up with sugar and then sit down with her and find out who was hurting her.
Of course Steve derailed this plan by showing her the handcuffs. She'd seen them before but Grace had never shown much interest beyond them being a sign that her Danno protected people. Now she wanted to know if they hurt and how strong they were and whether bad guys could pick the locks.
Steve was so patient explaining them to her, and clipping one cuff over his wrist in order to show Grace how they worked, that Danny found himself edging closer and smiling. That is until somehow the other half of the cuff clipped on his wrist, tangled up in the computer table, and Grace had the key and she was running off laughing.
“Relax, Kono and Chin are only out on a coffee run, they'll be 10 minutes. She can't get up to much mischief in ten minutes.”
“Says the man with no children while sitting in the office of a man who thinks that stockpiling weapons is a hobby….”
“Relax Danno.”
“Don’t tell me to relax, my daughter is having a breakdown and I'm handcuffed to my insane partner who will probably chew my arm off to escape.”
Steve laughed. “I thought you said you loved me?”
Danny groaned, he’d hoped that Steve had tuned out of his rant to the marriage counsellor, “In a manly way. A manly platonic, I didn't want to be confused by a shrink, way.”
“A manly way?”
“Yes, a very manly way. Shut up. Stop speaking.”
S fidgeted for a moment, “You know Danno I think this problem has an easy solution.”
“What problem? These handcuffs, my daughter, or the fact I have you in my life?”
“The second,”
“I'm all ears.”
“I think you should confiscate her copy of the Parent Trap.”
Danny blinked, “Excuse me? What does a bad Lindsay Lohan film have to do with anything?”
Steve rolled his eyes and in a move that was pure McGarrett insanity stuck his tongue in Danny’s mouth.
If Danny had ever thought about this he would have expected that he’d object – loudly and voraciously. But that was in theory; in practice apparently this was what he had been waiting for and could probably do forever.
“Can I be flowergirl?”
Danny pulled back and stared at Grace.
“Can I be flower girl, Danno?”
“Sure, “ said Steve, “If you give me the key to these cuffs.”
Grace narrowed her eyes.
“Its not a trick,” placated Steve and Danny wondered what on earth was going on but Grace nodded and handed over the keys.
Then it dawned on Danny. “Oh right. The Parent Trap. Really? Really have we been projecting married that much that my baby daughter – “ Danny paused. “Don’t answer that, it’s a stupid question.”