So, McGarrett's not done yet. Fine. Danny can wait, staring straight ahead through the window, hands on the wheel, until Steve's in, and start backing away from the gate while the guy's working on his seatbelt.
Make an angled turn, and head back towards the highway in a cloud of dust and a squeal of tires.
No particular destination in mind. If McGarrett's back in the car with him and not requisitioning some other cop for their 'fresh eyes' and bad attitude, he must have someplace he wants to go, but Danny's not a freakin' mind reader, and he's not about to ask, either. As far as he's concerned, they can get back to the city, and part ways, and he'll be just fine with it.
Even if he wouldn't. Even if he wants to see this case through to the end, because it's his case, was before this joker sowed up and snagged it out from under his feet, along with everything else he knew about himself and what his life was supposed to be.
But he still steps on the accelerator in silence, until the cab is full of nothing but the growl of the engine and the stifling cloud of his own frustrated thoughts.
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Date: 2014-01-20 01:11 am (UTC)So, McGarrett's not done yet. Fine. Danny can wait, staring straight ahead through the window, hands on the wheel, until Steve's in, and start backing away from the gate while the guy's working on his seatbelt.
Make an angled turn, and head back towards the highway in a cloud of dust and a squeal of tires.
No particular destination in mind. If McGarrett's back in the car with him and not requisitioning some other cop for their 'fresh eyes' and bad attitude, he must have someplace he wants to go, but Danny's not a freakin' mind reader, and he's not about to ask, either. As far as he's concerned, they can get back to the city, and part ways, and he'll be just fine with it.
Even if he wouldn't. Even if he wants to see this case through to the end, because it's his case, was before this joker sowed up and snagged it out from under his feet, along with everything else he knew about himself and what his life was supposed to be.
But he still steps on the accelerator in silence, until the cab is full of nothing but the growl of the engine and the stifling cloud of his own frustrated thoughts.