A/N: I've never written a series of oneshots before, but that's what I was inspired to do when it comes to my cure for the Mondays. Since everyone seems to have Steve and Danny covered, I figured I'd cover Danny and Kono's friendship and potentially more. Enjoy.


The four of them stood on the porch in their vests with their weapons drawn.

Steve roughly knocked on the door and called out, "Damien Jackson! Five-0 Task Force! Open up!"

When there was no immediate reaction, Steve kicked open the door and they filed into the house. Everything was fine at first. The spiders were in their tanks. They weren't the problem. The coke-dealing scumbag they were serving was the problem. It wasn't long before Steve had Damien cornered. Chin blasted his accomplice into the wall before he could put a bullet into the back of Steve's skull. That's when things when downhill for Kono.

The unnamed accomplice smashed a number of tanks when Chin's shotgun blast hit his chest. Various spiders skittered across the floor and Kono's eyes widened to the size of saucers.

"You okay?" Danny asked, glancing at her sideways as Steve slapped the cuffs on Damien and Chin called for backup and an ambulance.

"I, uh…"

"Kid, what's wrong with you?" Chin asked, checking the accomplice for a pulse.



A spider reached the tip of her shoe and she suddenly bolted for the door. Danny's forehead crinkled in confusion as he said, "You got this?"

"We got it. Go find out what's wrong with her," Steve ordered, roughly pushing Damien's face into the concrete floor.

The fresh air did nothing to stop her from seeing stars. She couldn't get enough air, regardless of how many breaths she took.

"Kono, hey, gimme your gun," Danny's seemingly distant voice ordered her gently yet firmly.

She gave it to him without protest as she continued attempting to catch her breath.

"Now get that vest off."

She fumbled with the straps for a moment before his hands gently took over and removed the vest for her. He then carefully guided her to sit down on the curb.

"Put your head between your knees like that," he told her. "Breathe in through your nose and out through your mouth. And slowly, do it slowly."

Kono followed his orders and her vision gradually became sharper and her lungs felt less like imploding. Danny's hand softly rubbing her back was oddly soothing and comforting. She ran a hand through her hair as she lifted her head up.

"This is so embarrassing."

"It's not embarrassing," he assured her. "Spiders creep me the hell out too."

"I don't see you having a panic attack."

"You would if they were scorpions," he said, grinning. When she managed a micro-chuckle, he continued, "What made you so afraid of spiders?"

Kono looked at the sky and said, "You remember that movie Arachnophobia?"

"Oh my God, are you serious? That was a terrible movie. How could it have scared you so bad?"

"It wasn't just the movie," she protested. "A couple of days after we saw it, my brother locked me in a closet with a nest of spiders. The light went out and he left me there for two hours until my mom got home."

Danny blinked at her and said, "That's…you have a brother?"

"That's what you took from that?" she asked, laughing along with him.

"Seriously, you have a brother?"

"Yeah, he's in Afghanistan training cops, and I know what you're doing."

"What's that?"

She squeezed the hand he was holding and smiled at him. "You're distracting me from my anxiety."

"Nice work. Someday you'll be an amazing detective," he said, lightly kissing her cheek before gently pulling her to her feet. "You good to go?"

She nodded and he returned her gun. Steve approached, pulling Damien along as sirens sounded.

"You okay?" he called out.

"Yeah, we just really don't like spiders," Danny answered.

Steve nodded and replied, "See you back at HQ."

"Hey," Kono said, catching Danny's arm before he moved away, "thanks, Danno."

He groaned and said, "Oh, no. Not you, too?"