Author's note: I meant to wrap this story up a while ago. This chapter was originally going to be longer but I have another story I want to get started so I'm keeping it pretty much as I left it. Hope you enjoy. Feedback is always appreciated.

Always the Hero – Part 6

The five-0 team sat around the picnic table in Steve's back yard and watched in amusement as Danny worked diligently cutting a single hotdog into teeny tiny pieces. None of them said anything however, except for Steve, who just couldn't help himself.

"You know, I have a blender inside if you think those pieces are still too big." He informed Danny with a giant smirk on his face.

"Shut up." Danny snapped at him.

"Yeah, come on guys." Kono said, as she sat on her husband's lap a few feet away. "Leave him alone."

"Yeah. Leave me alone." Danny said, still cutting away. "Do you know how long it's been since I've had a toddler."

"Hmmm." Steve said, tilting his head. "Gracie is thirteen so that would make it…"

"Shut up!" Danny replied. "I will have you know, one bite of hot dog is just the right size to get lodged in toddler's throat. It's like a little cork."

"Danny. He's almost four. He has teeth." Grover reminded him.

"Yeah Danno." Grace chimed in. "Mom let's Charlie have his hot dog in a roll now."

"Yeah, well Mom's not here. And I'm cutting his hot dog up."

Charlie, who had been busy playing in the yard, ran up to the table and squeezed himself between Danny and Grace.

"I'm hungry."

"You are?" Danny replied. "Well that's good because I have your hot dog all ready for you."

Danny took the paper plate and held it out for his son to take. Charlie looked at the plate, then looked at Grace and finally back to Danny.

"Where's my roll?"

"Told you!" Gracie said with a smirk.

"You want a roll." Danny replied, ignoring his daughter. "Not a problem." He reached into the bag of rolls sitting on the table, pulled one out, and placed it beside the tiny hot dog pieces on the plate.

Charlie furrowed his tiny brow and looked at Grace and while he didn't say a word his expression said it all. What the heck is wrong with this guy?

Grace rolled her eyes. Grabbing another plate, she grabbed a roll from the bag and speared a hot dog from the serving plate.

"I got it Charlie." She informed him stuffing the dog in the roll. "You want some grapes with that?"

Danny's eyes nearly bugged out of his head while the rest of team tried to stifle their laughter.

"Grapes? Are you kidding me right now Grace? While you're at it, I think Uncle Steve has some hard candies inside you can give him. Maybe some chewing gum?"

"As a matter of fact…" Steve began, but Danny cut him off.

"Zip it you!"

"Relax Danno!" Gracie said, placing some grapes on Charlie's plate and handing it to him.

Grover, who had been watching in amusement from the sidelines, had finally decided enough was enough.

"Gracie, honey, you just let your Uncle Grover handle this." He said, getting up from his chair. "You and Charlie go have a little picnic on the grass. You're Dad and I are going to have a little chat."

Gracie nodded and taking Charlie by the hand she headed off.

"But…" Danny protested. "I really think Charlie needs to be sitting at the table with us while he eats."

Grover shook his head.

"He's with his sister. He's fine." And then placing his arm around the much smaller man he added. "Son, let me give you a little advice- one dad to another. You need to relax or you are never going to make it to forty."

"But…" Danny whined.

"NO BUTS!" Grover insisted. "Now sit down, relax, and for the love of God, will someone get this poor boy a beer!"

The End