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title: for this dance we'll move with each other (3)
fandom: hawaii five-0
pairing: danny/oc, steve/kono
rating: T
summary: danny raising grace all by himself. a new member on the team. a gang war that goes higher than any of them realized. ohana means never having to do this dance alone.
a/n: i realize that there is a character named gabby on the show now, but my gabby is an OC. And the new governor here is NOT the governor from season 2.
disclaimer: none of the characters (except gabby) belong to me.

Chapter 1 || Chapter 2





Gabby sighed, leaning against the doorway and looking at Gabe Anderson. His wife Catherine was there with him, sitting next to him and holding his hand. Both of them were smiling, though she could see the occasional wince from Gabe and the fear hiding behind their eyes. They knew that it had been a close call, and though that was just a part of being a cop, it never really got any easier.

“You gonna hide over there all night?” the big black man asked, throwing a playful smile at her.

Gabby rolled her eyes and walked over. “I was trying to be polite and give you a moment.” She nodded at Catherine. “Hey.”

“Hey. Thank you for pulling him out of there so quickly.”

“I only wish I hadn't walked them in there in the first place.”

“Not your fault,” Gabe said firmly. “None of it.” He paused. “Did you hear about Nick and Tony? They made it out of surgery okay.”

She let out a long breath, briefly closing her eyes. “Thank God. And you?” She nodded at his leg. “What does the doctor say?”

Gabe shrugged. “I'll live. There might be some scarring, but honestly? I don't care. I'm just glad to still be breathing.” He reached out and squeezed her right hand. “I'm sorry about Corrigan.”

“So am I.” She sighed, shaking her head. “I feel like shit for leaving you guys now.”

“No way, sweetheart. You've wanted out of IAB for the past nine months. You finally got your shot and you're taking it. Any word yet on where they're sending you?”

“5-0. The governor actually pulled me aside in the ER to meet them. Apparently we're not the only ones that had a rough night.”

“I've heard about McGarrett's team. They sound like good people.” He shrugged, his eyes dancing. “You know...if you like getting shot at every other week.”

“Well, it has been awhile since I've had that kind of excitement on a regular basis.”

“Something tells me you might be more of a bullet magnet than McGarrett.”

“No,” Catherine said firmly. “I do not plan on making regular hospital visits.”

Gabby gave her a reassuring smile. “I'll do my best to keep that from happening.”

They were all quiet for a moment before Gabe squeezed her hand again. “You look wiped.”

“I believe there's a story about a pot and a kettle here...”

“Go home. Get some sleep.”

She nodded. “A few more people to check in with and then I will. I promise.” Leaning in, she kissed the top of his head. “I'll come see you tomorrow then.”

After you've slept,” he emphasized.

“Of course.”

She rested a hand on Catherine's shoulder for a moment and then walked out, feeling slightly better now that she had seen one of her boys was okay.

______________________________________________

Kono was opening her eyes as Steve and Danny walked into the room, and she gave them a tired smile. Her limbs felt heavy and her head full of cotton, and it took her a minute to remember that she had been shot. The tingle in her legs told her that she was on some pretty impressive painkillers, for which she was grateful. She knew that there would be pain later, but she was okay, and so were her boys. That was all that mattered in her book.

“You look like crap,” Danny said as they stopped on either side of her, hands in his pockets.

“You should look in a mirror, brah,” she retorted. “You got a license for that hair? It’s like a wild animal.”

“Ha ha. I’m glad to see your sense of humor didn’t bleed out with the rest of you.”

Steve’s jaw clenched and he crossed his arms over his chest. “How you feeling, Kono?” he asked quietly.

“I am in a happy place, boss-man. They gave me the good drugs.”

“You know what you did was pretty stupid, right?”

She rolled her eyes. “You totally woulda done the same thing.”

“Thank you,” Danny said. “That is exactly what I told him.” He smiled down at her. “You did good, kid, you know that right?”

“I’m just glad everyone’s okay.” She glanced back over at Steve. “You’re not gonna stand over there and hold a grudge, are you? ‘Cause I gotta say, I don’t really have the energy for that right now.”

Steve looked down for a moment and then shook his head, giving her a small smile. “You saved our lives, Kono. And you did a damn good job of it. I’m proud of you.”

She blushed. “Thanks.”

“Well look who’s feeling better.”

All three of them turned to see Gabby standing in the doorway. She looked even more tired than she had the last time they had seen her, and she was still wearing her flak jacket. Kono’s eyes widened when she saw her, her smile widening.

“Gabby? What are you doing here?”

“They haven’t told you?”

“We hadn’t gotten that far yet,” Steve explained. “Kono, I’d like you to meet the newest member of 5-0.”

“For real!?”

“Is that alright with you?” Gabby asked.

“Are you kidding me? It’s about time we had another woman on the team. Especially one that can keep these two in line.”

“Excuse me?” Danny interrupted. “I don’t think the both of us need a babysitter. Since essentially, that has become my job.”

“When do you start?” Kono asked, ignoring him completely.

“Monday.”

“Awesome.” Her smile faded as she took in the rest of Gabby’s appearance. “Why do you look like you got hit by a truck?”

Gabby shook her head. “Bust gone badly. I’ll fill you in later.”

“Did you lose anybody?”

“Corrigan.”

“Oh, Gabby. I’m so sorry.”

The British woman held up a hand. “Can we do the sympathy and the grieving tomorrow? I’m sorry, darling. I’m just too tired right now.”

Kono nodded. “Of course -”

“What the hell is wrong with your arm?” Danny interrupted.

Gabby frowned. “What?”

“Your arm,” he repeated, emphasizing each word. “Please tell me that is not blood soaking through your shirt.”

She looked down at her left arm, taking in the fact that the fabric was darker there. She hadn’t really given it a good look before, and now she could see that there were tiny pieces of glass embedded there. Her frown deepening, she moved to slide her flak jacket off and hissed in pain when it caught on a larger chunk.

Steve was by her side in an instant, holding the arm gingerly and inspecting it. “Danno -”

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll find a doctor.”

As he disappeared out into the hall, Steve looked at Gabby. “I think you’ve got a pretty big piece embedded in there. You’re telling me you didn’t feel that?”

She shrugged “Adrenaline high? I’m, uh...I’m starting to feel it now.”

Danny was already coming back in with someone right behind him. “Look who I found.”

Gabby looked up and smiled. “Hey, Malia.”

“Hey. I hear you got yourself hurt.”

Danny held up his hands in confusion. “Do you just know everybody we know?”

“She doesn’t know Grace,” Kono piped up from the bed.

“I have heard of her, though.”

“You...you’ve heard of my daughter? That is a statement that requires further explanation.”

“I’ve already explained that I’ve been friends with Chin and Kono for years. And they both love working with 5-0. I’ve heard quite a bit about the both of you.”

Danny opened his mouth again, but Malia cut him off as she took a pair of scissors and sliced open the sleeve of Gabby’s shirt. “We need to deal with this. You’re going to need stitches at the least.”

“Oh, Malia. It’s just a scratch.”

“A scratch?” Danny asked. “You’ve been walking around a hospital for the past four hours with a chunk of glass embedded in your arm and your shirt was literally plastered to your skin by your own blood. And you call that just a scratch?”

Gabby looked at Steve. “Is he always like this?”

He nodded. “Pretty much.”

Danny threw up his hands. “Great. Another McGarrett. Just what we need. I am really not sure my blood pressure can handle this. Are you proud of yourself?” he asked Steve. “Your insanity is catching.”

Gabby sighed. “What is it with you yankees?” she muttered.

“Yankees? Oh, right. I forgot. Because everything from England is so much better.”

“Well we at least know how to handle adverse situations better.” She looked over at Steve again. “Please tell me he can at least hold his liquor.”

Steve made a so-so gesture and they all burst out laughing as Danny opened up into another tirade.
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