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Eia Au, Eia ‘Oe ~ Here I am, here you are - 16 (Steve McGarrett/Twin Sister & Danny Williams/Reader)
Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six* Part Seven Part Eight Part Nine Part TenPart Elven Part Twelve Part Thirteen Part Fourteen Part Fifteen
*Contains music you must listen to, to better set the mood…Trust me…
Steve pulled the chair out at the desk in the dimly lit room. Sitting down in front of the laptop he adjusted the IV drip that was following him around. He swallowed down the knot in his throat and wiped a hand across his face before pulling up the secure video line and pressing call.
The dialing noise sent him back into the moments the day before…
“This isn’t going to be pleasant…” Steve watched Tibbs pour gun powder into his sister’s wound and flicking open a lighter setting it ablaze making Y/N scream and pass out, “That stopped the bleeding but…she’s lost too much…and we don’t have any on reserve.”
“What about from direct tap?” Tree looked at him, “I’ll do it.”
“You’re not a match…” Tibbs put a bandage over the wound.
“Use me…” Everyone looked at Steve, “Use me, we match…”
“You’re…100% sure.” Tibbs was already pulling stuff out as Steve confirmed, “Fine…we do this…but you feel anything, you let me know and we’ll go a different route. Do you understand?”
“Yes.” Steve nodded holding out his arm.
“Do you?” Tibbs locked eyes with him, “Cause I don’t need two-”
“I understand…just save my sister…” Steve swallowed down the knot in his throat, “Please just save my sister…”
“Steve that you?” He snapped back staring at Danny’s face. The 5-0 office as his backdrop, “Man you look like shit? You coming home soon? Catherine said you’d be on a plane by now”
Steve didn’t answer him and looked down to his lap as he swallowed, “Danny…something happened…”
“I can’t tell if the bleeding it stopped…” Tibbs felt around her stomach, “How far out are we?”
“Twenty minutes…Flights have been redirected and I have the ground getting everything you need for surgery.” Tree told him.
“Good, she’s going to need it…” Tibbs muttered.
“Sh-she’s that bad?” Steve asked holding onto her hand.
“I can’t tell without an ultrasound and -fuck! Shit! LEO!” Tibbs shouted as he caught Steve from collapsing down onto you, “Goddammit…these McGarretts…”
“…are you okay?” When Steve didn’t answer him, he watched Danny’s hand move to his chest, “…where’s Y/N?”
“She’s…” Steve sighed moved out the way showing you in a bed hooked up to a ventilator and other wires. You were surrounded by the entire unit minus Cabbie, all passed out leaning against each other, the bed, chairs, anything with some sort of cushion, “she was shot. It was bad…”
“Is-is she gonna be okay? Where are you? I’ll be right there.” Danny continued to spout off.
“Danny, Danny!” Steve called for him to calm down, “She can’t move for a couple of weeks and I can’t tell you where we are…but we are coming home.”
Danny didn’t say anything for a long time until he sighed hanging his head, “Are you okay?”
“I’ll be fine…gave her some blood… Too much. Passed out before we landed.” Steve sniffed, “Just groggy and drained.”
“You idiot…” Steve smiled when Danny looked at him, “Do you know how furious she would be if you did something stupid enough to seriously hurt yourself? Especially if it was to help her!”
“Keep your voice down…” Steve hissed at him, “Or I’ll mute you!”
“Yeah, yeah…” Danny rolled his eyes before looking back at Steve, “Tell me she’s going to be alright…”
“She’s going to be fine.” Steve sighed, “She just needs to rest up for a bit. With her cancer and the chemo…is changes how things work. You know that.”
“Yeah, I know…” Danny frowned, “What do you want me to tell your mom?”
“Nothing.” Steve sighed looking away.
“Steve, she has been hounding me…”
“I will call her myself.” Steve told him, “How’s the team?”
The rest of the call was catching Steve up to what was happening on the island. Some shit different day, really. He was looking forward to getting back to it.
So, when he was greeted to the salt air and warm humidity he smiled. He looked at you rolling down the ramp next to him groggy from the drugs, “We made it home.”
“This…good…” You nodded smacking you lips together, “Christmas is fast…”
Steve looked at Tibbs who was escorting them to hospital to do a proper hand off, “How much did you give her?”
“I didn’t want her to mess up her chances of getting the treatment she needs.” Tibbs said quietly, “If the doctors here find out she was overseas…they’ll push her treatments back. They don’t need to, she’s clean but you know how it works…”
“Right…Los Vegas trip gone bad…” Steve reminded himself. It was a twin’s trip to just get away, and a mugging went wrong.
Steve’s smile grew when he saw Danny running toward them. His Camaro was parked next to the ambulance. He ran right to your side taking your hand, “Y/N…”
“Babe!” You said loudly through the haze, “Why are you here…Santa said no…”
“Jesus…” Danny looked to Steve for a reason why you were so out of it.
“I will explain on the ride over to the hospital.” Steve told him as the loaded her up, “Everything.”
“Right…” Danny stood there watching them strap you into the rig, “She’s…okay though, right?”
“Yeah…just really drugged up…” Steve smiled slapping a hand on his shoulder, “Come on let’s follow behind.”
“I love him…” Tibbs paused looking down to you as the ambulance took off, “I really love him…”
“Isn’t he a little short?” Tibbs smirked as the face you made.
“He’s-he’s compact…and sweet…like those…candies…” You held up your hand indicating with your fingers ‘small’.
“Miniatures?” Tibbs laughed as you nodded, “Alright…I suppose…if he makes you happy then we all approve.”
“He does.” You smiled at him, “Very happy…”
Danny glanced at Steve after he explained everything. He looked back at the ambulance, “…and this asshole didn’t give any reason why he changed sides?”
“He didn’t say much except that he was owning everything…He didn’t deny that he was a spy. He didn’t deny that he sold information…he didn’t deny trying to kill everyone as one point…” Steve sighed shaking his head, “Everything Catherine sent over he confirmed…nothing was good…”
“Well that’s just fantastic…” Danny hit the steering wheel with his hand.
“Danny…just keep calm…” Steve looked at him.
“Keep calm!?” Danny’s voice raised, “That lunatic almost killed Y/N, which in turned almost killed you! What would I do if-if I lost…”
Steve watched his friend get hysterical staring at the ambulance, “Danny…we’re okay.”
“Yeah, but…” He frowned running a hand through his blonde hair. His were full of worry as he looked at Steve, “I don’t think I could do any of this without the two of you.”
Steve smiled a little, “I love you too man…”
“…I mean it…” Danny stared at him as he parked, “Losing you…losing Y/N…I’m not sure I could be the same person I am right now.”
“Danny…you’re not going to lose us.” Steve told him confidently. He reached over patting his arm, “We’re home now, and we don’t plan on going anywhere.”
Your eyes opened slowly taking in the dim light of the hospital room. You swallowed trying to wet your mouth. The last thing you remember was Danny and Steve hovering over you before you went into surgery.
Looking to your right you saw Steve asleep in a chair. You smiled a little seeing how badly he was going to have a crick in his neck later. Chuckling you turned the other way seeing Danny asleep, but Grace sitting in his lap staring at you, “Grace?”
“You’re okay?” She asked quietly.
You smiled sadly, “Yeah…yeah, I’m okay. What are you doing here? Di-did you dad make you stay here all weekend?”
Grace smiled getting off her dad before crawling up to your bed. You looked surprised as she carefully snuggled into you, “I wanted to stay.”
“Oh…okay…well we’ll make a better weekend next time.” You adjusted your arm around her feeling your chest tighten at her next question.
“Y/N, are you still sick?”
You looked down at her frowning. You and Danny had never really agreed what to tell Grace. She knew you were sick, but that was it. You nodded slowly, “Yeah…I am.”
She frowned breaking your heart, “Will you ever get better? Daddy and Uncle Steve say it’s uh…uh shot…”
“I don’t know, but there is a shot.” You told her, “But Grace, I want to be honest with you…we don’t know. There is no…100 percent.”
“Can I help you?” Grace perked up making you smile. That’s when you noticed Danny’s eyes open and watching you both.
“You already are.” You gave her a squeeze, “Being here. Giving me hugs. Seeing your smile, what else could I ask for?”
You looked back to Danny seeing him sniff as he was getting teary eyed. He swallowed before reaching over, “Hey Monkey, get back over here. Y/N needs rest and she might rip her stiches with you crawling all over her.”
“She is fine and warm, and I wouldn’t dare have her move.” You squeezed Grace tighter getting her to laugh. You smiled at Danny reaching over toward him. He took your hand squeezing it tightly. The look in his eyes told you that he’d been in this through the long hall…but the little girl in your arms gave you pause.
It started out as just an idea and exploded into so much more! If you wanna help me with the cost of getting the audio book prepared to bring Hades and Mia's voice to life check it out!
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“Thank you, Master.” She replied, nuzzling into his palm.
After a few more moments, John pulled his hands away slowly. Princess sat up straight on her knees, a smile back on her face.
“Thank you for being so understanding, Master. All I want is to please you. I will serve and be of service.”
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He reached out, his hand cupping her chin, tilting her face up to look at him, to meet his gaze head-on. His thumb brushed over her bottom lip, tracing the soft, plump flesh, feeling the way it trembled beneath his touch. "Tell me, cariño...did you come like a naughty girl?"
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the idiocy continues (1, 2, 3, 4)
(user talkmagically commented on the last one that Rook needed to basically do what the others keep doing to her as payback, but an argument scenario where Spite didn't force Lucanis to chase after Rook didn't come to mind so lol. Lucanis and Spite are out of country and the stupidly big bed that Lucanis has is way too big and empty so)
(and also ok the image of Viago wearing glasses to read popped into my head and wouldn't leave so here you go)
I have some thoughts on my Hawke having to deal with another Blight and keeping her family safe again. But that's too long for this post, so I'm just gonna add it to my list of Dragon Age fics that I still need to finish...
Sometimes little pleasures in life are loadbearing. Whenever someone is like "If you'd just give up tea and coffee and sugar and--" im like I'll stop you right there. Because if you finish that sentence i am going to kill everyone in this building and then myself. If i have to face the horrors of the world without my little jar of caramel flavoured instant coffee i am going to go full American Psycho. Believe it or not, my main priority in life is not to have perfect teeth or be an Olympic athlete or look like a supermodel, but to actually enjoy living, because I spent far too long not doing that and it royally sucked. And boy, some people don't like hearing that. Particularly dentists
This! I have been on a weightloss journey and succeeding! But I haven't cut anything out, I have just decided to cut back. I still have my sugar just in moderation(and some times not life is hella stressful man!)
I started in November and have lost 40lbs!
Point being, life is hard and people need these things sometimes. We already know.it would 'probably' be better for us if we didn't have these things...
