Steve knew whose body was snuggled up against him, but didn't open his eyes. He had no idea how long he'd slept, but he didn't want to break the spell he was under. The fact that Catherine Rollins had stayed with him after everyone else had gone home told him she felt the same way about him as he did about her.
Steve heard her soft sigh and opened his eyes, smiling when he stared into hers. He didn't say a word as he covered her lips with his and felt as if he could spend the rest of his life in this position as long as Catherine Rollins stayed with him.
"How do you feel?"
"Tired, but a good kind of tired," McGarrett answered and reached for her arm when she tried to sit up. "I am cold though."
"Cold? Now why don't I believe that?"
"Come on, Cat, just a little longer."
"I wish I could, Sailor, but this girl has to get back to work and I already turned your nurse away twice," Catherine told him.
"When will you be back in port?"
"A couple of weeks and I'll expect a rare steak and a good wine," Catherine said and slid off the bed.
"You got it," McGarrett said and pulled her down until their lips met.
"I better go," she whispered against his mouth.
"It won't be long and I'll take a week of my leave once you get released since it looks like you'll be out of commission for at least a month," Catherine told him.
"Now that sounds like a plan," McGarrett said and reluctantly released her hand. He watched as she picked up her bag and turned toward him.
"You better believe it," McGarrett said and wished he could go after her, but he knew he wouldn't get very far in hospital issue pajamas and attached to an IV pole.
"Hello, Commander, I just wanted to make sure you were all right," Cassie told him.
"I'm good, Cassie."
"Is there anything I can get you?"
"I think they just made a new pot in the nurse's lounge...how do you take it?"
"Just a little cream."
"And here I thought you were a coffee black kind of man," Cassie said with a hint of a smile. "I'll be back in a couple of minutes. Would you like to get out of that bed for a while?"
"Now that sounds like a plan," McGarrett said. He waited for Cassie to return with the coffee and she helped him into the chair beside the window. "Thanks."
"You're welcome...buzz the desk if you need anything."
"I will," the injured man said and sipped the coffee, surprised at how good it tasted. He glanced at the small tree on the table in the corner and knew he was going to return the favor no matter what it took. Danny and Grace had made sure he had Christmas even though he was stuck in here. He was going to see to it that they got a white Christmas, even if it was a week or two late.
Steve McGarrett spent the next week in the hospital, and during that time he enlisted the help of anyone with two legs to help him with his plan. It was New Years Eve and Dr. Asai had finally agreed to discharge him as long as he took it easy and didn't show his face at Five-O headquarters.
Chin and Kono were at his house helping Mary set things up for the party that would start as soon as Danny and Grace brought him home from the hospital. Steve had no idea where they'd found the extra machine, but for today there'd be 'snow' falling outside the windows of his home. It didn't matter what this cost, it just mattered that Danny and Grace enjoyed themselves.
Mary had called to tell him that the tree was up, the wind machine in place and that for all intents and purposes winter had come to a small piece of Hawaii.
Steve was dressed in cargo pants and a white t-shirt. He'd also have to use a cane to keep the weight off his leg because Asai wasn't pleased with how the wound was healing. The wound in his side was much better and most of the stitches were gone. There were still headaches, but nothing serious enough to keep him in the hospital any longer.
"Uncle Steve, Danno's talking to the nurse and said I should tell you we're ready to go," Grace said as she bounded across the room toward him.
"Hi, Grace, are you still going to be my doctor?"
"Yes, I am. I even brought my doctor's kit and Danno said he'd get me a real working stethoscope," Grace told him.
"Commander, Detective Williams has your scripts and follow up appointments," Cassie told him as she pushed a wheelchair into the room. "Are you ready to go?"
"I'm ready," McGarrett said and reluctantly sat in the chair as Williams entered the room and picked up his overnight bag with one hand while Grace took his other one. The drive to his home was filled with stories from Grace about her friends and the fact that she'd talked to her mom and Stan the day before. She missed them, but she was glad she was getting to spend so much time with her father.
"Grace would you hold Steve's cane until he gets out?" Danny asked and hurried around the side of the car to help McGarrett out.
"Sure," Grace said and smiled when she spotted Kono standing in the door of the house. "I'm going to be Uncle Steve's doctor. He needs to get lots of rest."
"Yes, he does," Kono agreed and stood back to allow McGarrett to enter his home. The tree was decorated with McGarrett family heirlooms and some newer decorations added by Steve. The house was ready for the surprise as soon as everyone was settled in the living room.
"Why is it so dark in here?" Williams asked once he'd settled McGarrett in his favorite chair.
"Grace, why don't you open the blinds?" Steve said as Chin, Kamekona, and Mary joined them.
Grace walked to the window and frowned when she heard what sounded like strong wind blowing outside, but it had been sunny and beautiful when they got here. She pressed the button and gasped in surprise when she looked outside. "Danno, it's snowing!"
"What?" Williams asked and turned away from the tray of refreshments Mary carried.
"It's snowing...it's really snowing!" the child yelled excitedly and laughed as her father lifted her into his arms.
"It can't be," Williams said and stare in awe at the snow blowing across the window. He placed Grace back on the floor and felt the excitement as she touched her fingers to the glass. "How?"
"Santa owed me a favor," McGarrett answered with a grin. The look on Danny and Grace's face was perfect and made the last week seem inconsequential compared to the joy in their eyes.
"Don't ask, Danno, just enjoy," McGarrett said as the wind howled outside.
"It's just like Jersey," Williams said and smiled when he looked at the postcards scattered around the room. Some were on the table, and some were tucked into the Christmas tree branches, while others had been placed in picture frames.
"I wanted to make you feel like you were home," Steve told him.
"I am home," Williams said and turned to McGarrett. "If a man is really measured by the friends he keeps then I'm the richest SOB in the world."
"That goes both ways," McGarrett said and relaxed in the warmth of the people surrounding him. It had taken some doing, but for now he'd brought Williams a little piece of home and the look on his face spoke more than any words could ever convey.
"Thanks, Steve," Williams said.
"Welcome home, Danno," McGarrett told him as his Ohana gathered around him, relaxing while the snow continued to fall outside the window.
"I know Garcia was a piece of crap, but he was the family's connection not only in Mexico, but in Hawaii."
"What can you do, Antonio, the bastard is dead."
"I know he's dead, but the man who killed him isn't."
"You still hold a grudge against McGarrett?"
"My father blamed me for the loss of a trusted drug route, of course I still hold a grudge."
"You should be careful...Wo Fat has ties to McGarrett."
"Wo Fat does not scare me. I will redeem myself in my father's eyes and bring him Steve McGarrett's head on a silver platter."
"Just be careful, Antonio, I would hate to hear you were guest of honor at your own necktie party."
"I am always careful," Antonio Juarez said and ended the call to Manuel Ortiz. He leaned back in his chair and sipped his Margarita, and knew it would soon be time to make his father proud.