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Don't Turn Me Home Again by gyzym (NC-17)
Fandom: HAWAII FIVE-0 (new)
Pairing: Steve/Danny, Danny/Rachel (past)
Length: ~ 18,984 words
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gyzym
Author Website: fan fiction masterlist on LJ; works on AO3
Why this must be read: Because Danny wakes up in New Jersey. Okay, it takes a terrible day of hating his life and bickering with everyone in Hawaii before it happens, but the fact remains that he wakes up in New Jersey, with Rachel, and his life in Hawaii, his relationship with Steve - all gone in an instant.
Yes, it's about "what would have happened to the people you care about without you there?" but since we know that's a tried and true technique, let's not knock it. It works. Danny still meets Steve, who has come to NJ on the trail of Victor Hesse, but this Steve is thinner, harder, and keeping the world at bay. Danny hates it and can't help but try to do something about it.
I think the thing I like most about this story is that it isn't so much "Danny realizes how much the others need him" as it is "Danny realizes what it means to lose those people who've meant so much to him in Hawaii." It's a subtle difference, but it feels important because Danny has to come to terms with the mistakes he's made. He doesn't know if he's going to be able to get back to his life, so he tries to make the best of the hand he's been dealt, all the while coming face-to-face with the reality of what happens to people when they lose what they've loved. It's an engaging story, with a nice balance of humor and drama, and definitely one of my favourites.
"God, Danny, what the hell do you want from me?"
It comes out half furious and half unsure, like he's honestly asking, like he really doesn't know, and Danny hates him a little for making him feel like such a bastard. But mostly, mostly Danny hates him for asking, hates him because he doesn't know the answer, because there isn't an answer--Danny wants Steve to back the fuck off and close the fuck in, wants Steve to leave him alone and never, ever leave him alone. But there's no way to say that, no way for him to answer that question with Everything, McGarrett, what do you think we're fighting about here, because he's a little bit of a coward, maybe, and not afraid to admit that.
What he says, then, even though he doesn't really mean it--what he says is, "I want off this goddamn island." Steve's face goes cold and blank like it does on his worst days, with the worst criminals, and Danny does mean it suddenly, can't seem to shut himself up. "I want to be back in Jersey with actual goddamn seasons and real pizza and sandwiches that don't get you shot at, I want my kid back, I want to never look at another beach or palm tree or fucking pineapple again, and maybe that's not what you expect, McGarrett, but that's what I want, alright?"
"You know what," Steve says, suddenly calm like burning, calm in a way that itches under Danny's skin, "I'm not doing this with you right now."
He stalks off to the car and Danny's going to let him go until he remembers whose car it is, that it's his fucking car, and runs after him. Steve's already inside, doors locked, when he catches up, and he smirks up at Danny in a way that's a little too self-satisfied to be genuine.
"It's my car," Danny points out. "This is theft, asshole."
Steve actually laughs, sharp and dangerous, reminding Danny of the guy he was those first few weeks after his father died, all rough edges and raw aches. Underneath his stupid, boiling fury he recognizes that this is pointless, that they should just fucking talk about this like the adults they claim to be, but he doesn't care. And anyway it doesn't matter, because cruelty must have been the lesson they taught after torture in the SEALs, if Steve's face is anything to go by.
"What're you gonna do," he says, "arrest me? Go ahead, do it if you're gonna do it, come on. You gonna book me, Danno?"
Danny stares at him, so fucking pissed off he can't even breathe, panic eating at him under the anger, and Steve's grin widens until it looks painful. An expression Danny can't begin to comprehend--disappointment or something like it--flashes briefly in his eyes, and is gone just as fast.
"That's what I thought," he spits, and peels out of the parking lot, leaving Danny behind.
On AO3: Don't Turn Me Home Again
On LJ: Don't Turn Me Home Again
It doesn't matter how old or new or how popular a story is, authors love feedback!
Pairing: Steve/Danny, Danny/Rachel (past)
Length: ~ 18,984 words
Author on LJ:
gyzymAuthor Website: fan fiction masterlist on LJ; works on AO3
Why this must be read: Because Danny wakes up in New Jersey. Okay, it takes a terrible day of hating his life and bickering with everyone in Hawaii before it happens, but the fact remains that he wakes up in New Jersey, with Rachel, and his life in Hawaii, his relationship with Steve - all gone in an instant.
Yes, it's about "what would have happened to the people you care about without you there?" but since we know that's a tried and true technique, let's not knock it. It works. Danny still meets Steve, who has come to NJ on the trail of Victor Hesse, but this Steve is thinner, harder, and keeping the world at bay. Danny hates it and can't help but try to do something about it.
I think the thing I like most about this story is that it isn't so much "Danny realizes how much the others need him" as it is "Danny realizes what it means to lose those people who've meant so much to him in Hawaii." It's a subtle difference, but it feels important because Danny has to come to terms with the mistakes he's made. He doesn't know if he's going to be able to get back to his life, so he tries to make the best of the hand he's been dealt, all the while coming face-to-face with the reality of what happens to people when they lose what they've loved. It's an engaging story, with a nice balance of humor and drama, and definitely one of my favourites.
"God, Danny, what the hell do you want from me?"
It comes out half furious and half unsure, like he's honestly asking, like he really doesn't know, and Danny hates him a little for making him feel like such a bastard. But mostly, mostly Danny hates him for asking, hates him because he doesn't know the answer, because there isn't an answer--Danny wants Steve to back the fuck off and close the fuck in, wants Steve to leave him alone and never, ever leave him alone. But there's no way to say that, no way for him to answer that question with Everything, McGarrett, what do you think we're fighting about here, because he's a little bit of a coward, maybe, and not afraid to admit that.
What he says, then, even though he doesn't really mean it--what he says is, "I want off this goddamn island." Steve's face goes cold and blank like it does on his worst days, with the worst criminals, and Danny does mean it suddenly, can't seem to shut himself up. "I want to be back in Jersey with actual goddamn seasons and real pizza and sandwiches that don't get you shot at, I want my kid back, I want to never look at another beach or palm tree or fucking pineapple again, and maybe that's not what you expect, McGarrett, but that's what I want, alright?"
"You know what," Steve says, suddenly calm like burning, calm in a way that itches under Danny's skin, "I'm not doing this with you right now."
He stalks off to the car and Danny's going to let him go until he remembers whose car it is, that it's his fucking car, and runs after him. Steve's already inside, doors locked, when he catches up, and he smirks up at Danny in a way that's a little too self-satisfied to be genuine.
"It's my car," Danny points out. "This is theft, asshole."
Steve actually laughs, sharp and dangerous, reminding Danny of the guy he was those first few weeks after his father died, all rough edges and raw aches. Underneath his stupid, boiling fury he recognizes that this is pointless, that they should just fucking talk about this like the adults they claim to be, but he doesn't care. And anyway it doesn't matter, because cruelty must have been the lesson they taught after torture in the SEALs, if Steve's face is anything to go by.
"What're you gonna do," he says, "arrest me? Go ahead, do it if you're gonna do it, come on. You gonna book me, Danno?"
Danny stares at him, so fucking pissed off he can't even breathe, panic eating at him under the anger, and Steve's grin widens until it looks painful. An expression Danny can't begin to comprehend--disappointment or something like it--flashes briefly in his eyes, and is gone just as fast.
"That's what I thought," he spits, and peels out of the parking lot, leaving Danny behind.
On AO3: Don't Turn Me Home Again
On LJ: Don't Turn Me Home Again
It doesn't matter how old or new or how popular a story is, authors love feedback!