It was almost a full month later that the team was finally settling back into a somewhat comfortable routine. Maggie had come home to her true home, and there wasn't a night that she wasn't curled at Danny's feet, sometimes wedging herself in between the detective and the cushions of the couch. The clumsy puppy had become the new mascot of the office, and since McGarrett was indeed the boss of the office, Maggie was always allowed in the office.

Danny's constant insistence that he didn't need to eat was tuned into McGarrett's observation far too late for his tastes. It turned out that Danny had been starving himself for quite some time, even the last few weeks he had been in the hospitals. Passing food off to other patients was a simple way to get out of finishing, or even consuming meals. The detective had been so worried about gaining weight without being able to run, he had resorted to nothing other than compulsive starvation. Now Steve had to watch him at every meal to ensure that he was consuming all of the nutrients he required, as well as taking Danny to have additional therapy- this time, a psychologist.

It was quite tiring to Steve to be driving around all the time, between Danny's physical therapy, to Danny's psychologist, to his own psychologist, to the various musculoskeletal doctors that Danny was seeing on a near weekly basis. Yet every time he found himself on the verge of complaint, he reminded himself that everything he did was crucial to the well being of his partner, both physically and mentally. Of course, there were also the trips to the vet to ensure that Maggie was up to date on all of her vaccines and identification.

The amount of love that Danny had for the constantly growing golden-furred creature was unbelievable. She was always at his side when he was awake, following right beside his wheelchair, nuzzling his hands whenever he was resting, leaping up onto his lap if he paused anywhere for more than a few seconds. The fact that Maggie loved an intense amount of attention was encouraging Danny to continue to work on regaining the use of his right hand, just for the sake of being able to attend to her with both hands, instead of just one.

It was hardest of all for him to begin adjusting to desk work. Sifting papers had never been something the Jersey detective completely dreaded, but it still was far from his favorite task. Somehow, through some miracle, Danny had kept his whining to a minimum, and his bright skills as a detective weren't limited just to the field. He had made several significant breakthroughs just by pushing papers at his desk, and helped the team crack at least three tough cases so far.

Danny had also been helping around Steve's house- it honestly felt as though the detective was his wife at some points. When he wasn't pestering Steve to do the chores that he couldn't quite reach, he was moving things around himself, and whining about areas that weren't completely handicap accessible as according to ADA laws. In the little spare time he had, the detective spent time pursuing local areas that were not compliant to these laws, and had a habit of throwing quite a fit if they were too far inaccessible for his needs.

Steve had been acting as both a friend and a chauffeur, pretending not to hear Danny crying softly long, dark nights, and going downstairs to sit with him on the nights that were plagued with nightmares and louder sobbing. He did his best to give his friend both comfort and dignity in his time of need, although Danny hardly returned to favor, endlessly teasing him about Steve's visits to the psychologist, which were still two months from ending.

The friction came and went between the two, but Kono and Chin were spared from most conflict. They had been kind to Danny, and Danny had been completely kind in return. They had helped with his general mobility around the office, and his desk and supplies as well. At the same time, however, they had grown more professional. The Governor was allowing Danny to stay on the team as a type of secretary and paperwork manager, and Steve had been ignoring the calls insisting that they needed another field agent. Danny was still his partner, and would always be. No one, and nothing, would ever get in the way of that.

Steve still had his partner, his best friend, and now a new four legged friend that rode happily in the back of the car each day. He had his home and his job still intact. There was nothing more in the world that he needed. And with Danny on the road to recovery, and still his friend, there was nothing more than he wanted.

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