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A/N: Another sidestory to my other fics, Losing you is never an option and Operation: Stork. I'm working on like four different stories at the same time so there will be a lot of updates from me in the next few days. I hope you don't mind.

Tell me what you think!

Steve is speeding down on the streets while gripping the wheel tightly, swearing quietly to himself.

"You know that you are bleeding, right?" Danny says beside him.

Steve just grunts.

"I mean," Danny tries again, but trails off; somehow he can't find the right words. "Do you think it's a good idea to barge into there looking like an extra from an action movie?"

"Danny…" Steve's voice is tense and the warning in it is crystal clear even for him.

"Okay, okay." Danny puts up his hands in surrender. "But please remember that I tried to warn you when they kick our collective asses out."

"Noted." Steve grumbles.

They arrive to the parking lot and notice that Chin and Kono are already there. Steve takes a look at them but before he can say anything Sid's loud voice fills the silence.

"Finally!" She shouts while approaching them. "Where the hell have you…the fuck happened to you?"

"Busy day." Kono drawls, shooting a glare at her friend.

"There was a massacre or what?" Sid sweeps her eyes over them.

Steve's right arm is bleeding where the bullet grazed the skin, Kono has a cut over her left eyebrow and a black eye is starting to form on the same side. Chin and Danny just look disheveled and dirty all over.

"Like the Four fucking Horsemen of Apocalypse." Sid grumbles.

"Really?" Danny finally snaps. "That's rich coming from you, Miss Rambo. If I remember correctly we weren't the ones who arrived to their own wedding cuffed to a perp."

"First," Sid whirls towards his direction, pointing a threatening finger at him. "It's Mrs. Rambo, thank you very much. And second, we should go in. It's already started."

They sneak into the room as quietly as they can and stand at the far end of the auditorium but they still earn a few disapproving looks from the people around.

Steve doesn't pay any attention to them, he just stares at the stage and when his gaze meets JD's and a big grin breaks out on his son's face all of the day's troubles just melt away.

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This is one of the rare mornings when he is totally alone with JD. Kono is spending her well earned alone time down by the beach and it's his duty to make their son some breakfast.

"I want pancakes." JD repeats stubbornly. "Blueberry pancakes."

"No." Steve tries to stare him down. It's funny that it doesn't work on him at all.

"Why?"

"Because it's not healthy." He offers.

"Why?" God. He has to keep JD away from Danny from now on.

"Because too much sugar will kill you before you turn thirty." Steve sighs.

"That's not true."

"What?" Seriously, this kid is too stubborn for his own good.

"Uncle Danny is like forty and he eats unhealthy things all the time." JD grins at him like he already won the argument. Which is true. Sort of.

"Uncle Danny is a lucky guy." And so fucking dead, he adds inwardly.

"So, pancakes." His son looks at him expectantly, his little feet dangling from the barstool.

"Let's make a deal, buddy." Steve tries his best to look authoritative. "You can have pancakes twice a week but you have to eat your cereals on the other days without complaining."

"Okay." JD nods seriously.

Steve lets out a relieved sigh. He swears that his son sometimes more difficult than any hostage situation he came across through the years.

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Steve wakes up to the noise of the bedroom door creaking open and he can hear the tiny footsteps as they approach the bed.

He keeps his eyes closed, as JD not so stealthily climbs over him and plops down on the narrow empty space between him and Kono.

"Hey there, sis." Steve hears JD whisper and he opens his eyes slightly.

His son is sitting Indian style with his back towards him and he speaks directly to Kono's baby bump, leaning close to it.

"You should come out soon." JD continues. "I bet you are totally bored and stuff in there."

Steve stifles the laugh that threatens to burst out and he shifts his gaze towards Kono instead. He finds her awake; her big brown eyes shining with unshed tears. They could blame it on the hormones later but he has a lump in his throat too when he thinks about how ridiculously awesome their kid is.

"You can come out, you know." JD's voice is barely above a whisper now. "I'm gonna protect you, like Daddy does with Mommy."

Fuck, now Steve is having a hard time not to burst into tears like a total pansy.

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"McGarrett!" Sid's furious voice fills the lanai.

Steve shoots a questioning look towards Holden who just shrugs and flips the steak. Sometimes it's nice to have a similarly stoic friend but it's not one of those days because an angry Sid is not a pretty sight.

"Yes?" He manages to make it sound like a question not a pained groan.

"Could you tell your bloody offspring not to harass my daughter?" Sid halts before him with murder in her eyes.

"What did he do this time?" Steve rakes his fingers through his hair.

"He keeps pushing her into the pool." Sid huffs. "I swear if she drowns I'm gonna go all Death Star on your ass."

See? She's so sophisticated it brings tears into his eyes every time.

"Oh, come on, baby." Holden laughs. "Don't tell me you didn't notice what's going on."

"What?" Sid and Steve say in unison and turn towards him, confusion clear on their faces.

"JD has a crush on Lea." Holden grins at them. "I have to say, your son has an excellent taste in women."

"Oh, no." Sid starts to shake her head wildly. "No no no. No freakin' way. Over my dead body."

"Hey." Steve glares at her, offended. "What's your problem with my son?"

"What's my…" Sid trails off, too worked up to form coherent words.

"Don't listen to her, bro." Holden shrugs. "You have a pretty badass kid."

"Shut it, Wolfe." Sid turns her murderous gaze towards her husband. "Can you imagine our grandchildren? They would be like the X-men or something. Totally mutant with all the inherited crazy genes."

"You are batshit, woman." Holden laughs at his wife. "They are six years old. Stop envisioning the end of the world."

Steve just stands there, staring at them silently and he is certain that he sprouted a few gray hairs over the image of said grandchildren already.

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Kono lets out a low moan as Steve's teeth graze her collarbone and lifts her leg higher on his hip. The angle is just plain perfect and his steady thrusts are getting her higher and higher so she sinks her nails into the hot skin of his back and prepares to let go when…

"Mommy." JD's tiny voice is heard from the doorway.

Steve freezes above her and she can feel the pleasure rapidly drifting away as he lifts himself up.

"Fuck." Steve murmurs with feeling.

"What's wrong, JD?" Kono sits up in the bed, pulling the covers closer to her naked body.

"I heard weird noises." Their son says and Kono can't help the blush that heats up her cheeks. God, she hopes they didn't scar him for life.

"It's okay, sweetie." She gets up and wraps the sheets around herself. "It must be from the fever. Go back to sleep."

"Tuck me in?" JD asks in a small noise.

"Sure." She takes his hand. "Come on, let Daddy go back to sleep or he'll be all grumpy tomorrow morning. And you know what that means, right?"

"No pancakes." JD sighs.

"No pancakes." Kono repeats with a laugh and leads him out of their bedroom.

Twenty minutes later she's back in the bed, covering both of them with the stolen sheet.

"Are you sure that JD isn't Danny's kid?" Steve grumbles and pulls her closer. "The kid has the worst timing ever."

"He's just sick." Kono swats at his chest with a laugh.

"You took the sheets." Steve murmurs against her neck. "I was cold."

"Want me to warm you up?" Kono whispers seductively.

"I thought you'd never ask."