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Title: Fate
Pairing: Steve/Danny
Fandom: Hawaii Five-0
Rating: NC-17

See Part 1 for summary and notes.

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Deciding to take Danny Williams for his task force might've been an easy decision for Steve, but getting Danny to accept it was a real pain in the ass.

But Steve had the feeling it would be worth it. Danny argued just about sharing information, but the change in his voice, the careful way he spoke when he mentioned Steve's dad, was different. As though he didn't want to hurt Steve any further, despite his annoyance.

And boy was he annoyed, despite Steve's attempts to rationalize his decision. "Your captain said you transferred in from New Jersey six months ago," Steve told him, as logical as the ten other reasons he'd given himself on the way there, "so your eye's still fresh."

"You know, I appreciate it, but my psych eval's not for six weeks."

Just what, exactly, was the guy fighting for, anyway? A department that treated him like shit? This fabulous way of life he has? Steve spared a millisecond glance at the couch. "Fold-out bed, no ring on your finger--you obviously moved here to be close to your daughter. Which means in between visits, all you got is your job, and you take pride in it. That's what I'm looking for."

More logic, which Danny still fought. " Yeah, but you know what? It's guys like you who think you know how to do everything better, and that only makes my job harder."

Screw logic, then, he'd pull rank. "You got no choice, detective. The governor gave me jurisdiction; I'm making you my partner. We're gonna get along great."

He turned around and left without another word, fully expecting Danny to be behind him. It wasn't until he reached Danny's car that he turned around, not bothering to hold back a triumphant smirk as Danny rounded the car to get into the driver's seat.

It wasn't until Danny was complaining about his ex dragging him to a pineapple-infested hellhole that something triggered in Steve's mind.

Danny had transferred to Hawaii six months ago.

The last six months have been hell. He remembered those words from his mystery man.

He added that to the list of similarities that were a bit too much to ignore.

And then Grace called. The change in Danny's tone reminded Steve of the sun coming out after a storm, which immediately made Steve roll his eyes at himself--why not just throw a rainbow in there and embrace the cliché with both arms?

He latched on to something else instead, the nickname 'Danno'--obvious enough, but he had to ask anyway, not taking offense at Danny's brush off (why start now?).

"Danno," he said quietly to himself, filing it away with everything he'd learned so far.

***

Steve handed the girl off to a policewoman, assuring the girl she'd be fine and they'd look for her family, and then turned to find Danny. He knew Danny was fine, of course--not only had he said so, but he'd been the one to take Doran out to keep him from shooting Steve. Even so, Steve needed to see with his own eyes.

Danny was sitting in the back of an ambulance, waiting to have his arm bandaged. Steve couldn't help but look at the muscle that had been hidden under that rumpled shirt. Put one more in the column for similarities--Steve's palm itched to touch that muscle, certain that if he did, it would feel familiar.

"What are you looking at?" Danny asked. "Never seen a bullet hole before?"

"It's a scratch," Steve said, trying to look as if that was all he'd been studying. He nodded at Danny's other shoulder, firmly covered with his shirt. "It's so small you didn't even need to take off your whole shirt."

"Will you go make sure HPD doesn't fuck things up and let me suffer in peace?" Danny asked, but Steve couldn't miss the way he tugged at his shirt, as if to pull it even closer to his neck.

Steve obliged, wondering if Danny was just modest, or if he was hiding something. Maybe a hickey, left by an encounter he didn't want to have to explain? The question was eating at him as he walked away, mostly to avoid ripping the shirt off just to find out. It was driving him a little crazy, on top of everything else, wondering if Danny was the man in the red mask and starting to think if he wasn't, Steve was going to be bitterly disappointed.

His annoyance bubbled over when Danny lost his carefulness about Steve's father's death, and challenged him a few too many times in front of everyone. HPD needed to see a leader in the early days of the task force, and Steve couldn't have them thinking he was weak.

So he strong armed Danny, almost regretting it as the feel and smell of him confirmed one of two things--either he was dead on about Danny being the man in the red mask, or he was losing his mind.

Of course, once Danny punched him, he wasn't sure it would matter. Even if Danny was amenable to finding out who Steve was, he didn't seem to like the real Steve nearly as much as he had the masked one. Maybe unmasking himself would lose him not only a fantasy, but the reality he was starting to realize he needed to keep working with him every day.

Danny might not like the real Steve, but Steve was liking the real Danny. A lot. Possibly too much.

***

A pink stuffed bunny. Of all things, a pink stuffed bunny? Steve had noticed it in the back seat, wondered why Danny had one, but figured it had to do with his daughter. Then he pulled it out and gave it to a little girl, getting everywhere when Steve was getting nowhere in persuading her to go away.

He stared at Danny, who was watching the girl walk away. Which was when Steve got his first good look at the back of Danny's head, or, more specifically, the one area his mystery man hadn't been covered. Dark brown, curling familiarly against his neck.

There were too many similarities piled up to ignore, but there were even more compelling reasons why making an assumption could be something Steve would regret--Danny's right hook being one of them.

He just had to figure out how to get Danny to reveal something irrefutable. And then hope that Danny actually stopped hating him.

***

Part 4

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