MCA #0, Wednesday Morning

[hatesparadise]

Well, yesterday happened. And now Danny had a series of shots for rabies.

Which was just great.

But today he was sorting through some mail to find something addressed to him from the Navy. Which turned out to be paperwork on a life insurance policy for one Steve McGarrett with him as the beneficiary.

"Steven!"

[for the guy!]

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"You worry," Steve said.

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"I worry," Danny agreed, taking a deep breath. "And it was... nice. To think about having another kid."

Since Charlie was it's own can of worms.

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Steve's eyes went wide. "You liked thinking about that?"

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"Well, yeah," Danny said, maybe a little defensively. "I mean, I get it. No one wants kids as their retirement job."

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Steve reached out to squeeze Danny's wrists. "Daniel. That's not what meant."

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"You said it wasn't happening," Danny replied. Because look at them dealing with ridiculous misunderstandings in a timely fashion.

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"Because you were freaking about the radiation thing," Steve said. "I thought it would calm you down."

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"That part still worries me. Will continue to worry me for a while, honestly," Danny admitted in a little mutter. "The kid part... I'd never turn a kid down."

He'd help you dad/mentor the crap out of both Nahele and Junior. Don't think he wouldn't.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve rested his head against Danny's and sighed. "Figured you were kind of done with the kid thing."

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"Sort of assumed it wasn't in the cards with the whole... lack of a uterus here." Thank you for that one, Daniel.

[grenadesandohana]

There was always terrible mpreg fic, Danny.

Steve chuckled softly. "There's that. Seems like we'd found a work around."

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So, so much terrible mpreg fic out there.

Danny nodded in agreement. "So, it wasn't really a thought, but then it was right there, you know?"

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"And now it's on your mind," Steve guessed.

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"Yeah." Normal things to think about, right?

[grenadesandohana]

Steve reached out, squeezing Danny's wrists again. "Seems like a longer conversation," he murmured.

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"Much longer," Danny agreed. "Much, much longer."

[grenadesandohana]

"But we have to get to work," Steve said.

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"Table it," Danny replied, pulling him into one more quick kiss.

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"I did like knowing we were still together years in the future," Steve murmured.

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"I did too." Shocking no one who knew him. You know, for more than five minutes.

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Steve stole another soft kiss. "You're it for me," he said.

Thus, the paperwork.

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"Yeah, yeah," Danny muttered fondly. "Try not to forge my signature on a marriage license, wouldja?"

[grenadesandohana]

"Passports are okay, though?" Steve teased.

Probably. Probably teased.

[hatesparadise]

"...is there a passport out there that you've somehow gotten for me?" STEVEN.

[grenadesandohana]

"Of course not," Steve said way too quickly.