Danny's just sitting when the question comes, when McGarrett flips out a photo he'd been looking at just this morning, waiting in front of the gate to pick Gracie up, with the stuffed rabbit now unceremoniously tucked into the back seat. "Oh, surely you don't need my help, right?"
Grandstanding, sure. Why the hell not? Seems like it's McGarrett's M.O., and Danny's never been known for making any of this easy on anyone else.
Especially not anyone who waltzes in, steals his crime scene, and then decides that, hey, who knew? The cop on the case might actually be a good guy to have on your side.
Nope. He's got exactly zero interest in making this easy on anyone. Fuck the zeros on his wrist, this is his life, his professional life, and that oughta come before personal shit every time.
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Date: 2014-01-15 03:48 am (UTC)Danny's just sitting when the question comes, when McGarrett flips out a photo he'd been looking at just this morning, waiting in front of the gate to pick Gracie up, with the stuffed rabbit now unceremoniously tucked into the back seat. "Oh, surely you don't need my help, right?"
Grandstanding, sure. Why the hell not? Seems like it's McGarrett's M.O., and Danny's never been known for making any of this easy on anyone else.
Especially not anyone who waltzes in, steals his crime scene, and then decides that, hey, who knew? The cop on the case might actually be a good guy to have on your side.
Nope. He's got exactly zero interest in making this easy on anyone. Fuck the zeros on his wrist, this is his life, his professional life, and that oughta come before personal shit every time.