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Steve McGarrett ([personal profile] grenadesandohana) wrote2020-07-26 01:43 pm
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Steve's House in Hawai'i, sunset, some evening

It was very weird that they'd been back in Honolulu for weeks now, solving cases like stolen WWII katanas, attempting to arrest bad guys for parking violations only to have them be criminal genius hackers, clearing bad guys-but-not-for-that-crime's names (you're posthumously welcome, Parrish), and the team (and more importantly, Grace) felt like they'd never been gone.

Maybe if he and Danny never went near an airport again, they wouldn't ricochet back to Fandom? Steve took a drink from his bottle of beer and stared out at the waves, mulling that possibility over.

The rest of Five-0 was laughing on the lanai behind him: their celebration on clearing Parrish's name had moved from a bar to his house as some kind of positive re-enforcement for him picking up the tab this time, apparently. They were currently grilling up steaks, so he couldn't get too upset about it.

He smiled to himself as Chin's voice loudly defending Don Ho's artistic achievements reached him on the shore. Apparently they were back to arguing about music. It felt nice to have his 'ohana around him again.

He wondered how long it would last.

[OOC: for the loud blond one.]

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