Hawaii Five-0: McGarrett and Catherine

Surprise

Steve's POV

1 WEEK LATER

"CATH, HURRY UP OR WE'RE GONNA BE LATE." I yell into the locked door. She opens it and glares at me. "I have to look presentable at the very least." "Catherine, you look hot, and all we're doing is going to the doctors to get your stitches out." I roll my eyes.

"Ya, well maybe if I look good enough that hot male nurse will ask me out," she says smugly. I grit my teeth and we walk towards the car.

It's a quick drive to the hospital, only five minutes, but Catherine can barely contain her excitment. To be honest, I really can't either, but at least I stay cool on the outside. Catherine is just a big bubbly ball of happy.

She all but skips into the doctors office, tugging my hand so I can keep up with her. When we get there we walk up to the front desk and check in. I see the very same male nurse from the recovery room and I quickly put my hand around Catherine's waist and pull her close.

She sees what I'm looking at and laughs. "You know, it's really adorable how jealous you get." I roll my eyes. I just want him to know that she is off limits. She looks at me deviously, as if she knows what I'm thinking.

I smile back at her and pull her in quickly for a kiss. We're the only people in the waiting room so it becomes a little make-out session pretty quickly. The nurse rolls his eyes stubbornly and trudges into the other room.

Catherine laughs but I continue kissing her until the door opens. She quickly sits up straight, pulling her feet off of my lap and leaning her head against my shoulder. I grab a random magazine and start to flip through it.

"Catherine Rollins?" The nurse asks in an obnoxious voice. Catherine stands up and pulls me along with her. We walk into the room and the doctor is waiting for us. "Alright Catherine, do you want us to sedate you?"

"No. No way," she responds. I smile and shake my head. Only Catherine would want to experience getting her stitches taken out. "Do you want to hold Mr. McGarrett's hand while we take them out?" Catherine looks disgusted that he would even ask.

"No, I'm not a 12 year old girl, I don't need to hold my boyfriend's hand. I can do this on my own." I roll my eyes and grab her hand, much to her protest. She looks at me, annoyed, but I can tell she's a little grateful and relieved. The doctor gets to work right away and after 30 minutes of what looks like excruciating pain, he's done.

"There you go Ms. Rollins. Now, you may be sore for a while, but you're all healed." Catherine rolls her eyes. "No offense or anything, but I'm in the Navy. I think I can deal with being a little sore," she says mockingly.

We get out of the hospital as quickly as we can. We both hate that place. But instead of going staight home, I take us on a little detour. Catherine looks around. "Umm, Steve, where are we going?" "It's a surprise."

Ten minutes later we pull into the parking lot and walk inside. "Close your eyes." I say. "No, Steve, just tell me-" "Close your damn eyes." She sighs and closes her eyes. I lead her through the resteraunt and out onto the patio where there is a candle-light dinner waiting for us.

"Ok, and......open them!" She opens her eyes and gasps, taking in her surroundings. "Wow....Steve, it's beautiful." She looks at me with her gorgeous eyes and I have the sudden urge to kiss her. But I resist.

We take a seat and she stares at me with those eyes that penetrate straight to the soul. She's beaming at me. "Did anyone ever tell you that you have the most beautiful smile in the world?" "Yes, I believe it was you,"she laughs.

We spend the rest of the night joking around and eating delicious food. I never want it to end. When the check comes our stomachs are full and we're exhausted. We laugh the whole drive back to my house and when we get upstairs I grab her hands and look straight into her eyes. She looks back at me and I say:

"I love you."

She looks shocked at first, but then she looks at me with her eyes full of love and says:

"I love you too."

My body fills with adrenaline and some new spark and I push her backwards onto the bed. She pulls me on top of her and she continues to take my shirt off while never breaking the kiss. I grab her hips and pull them closer to mine, as if that was even possible. I take off her shirt and she rolls over on top of me.

That's Catherine, always having to be in control of the situation. However that's also me, so we both take our fare share on top. She unzips my pants and I shrug them off. Things continue like this and I realize that there's nowhere I'd rather be.

Quite a while later, I fall asleep with Catherine in my arms.

The girl of my dreams.

I think about what Grace asked me last week at the hospital. She whispered in my ear, "Are you gonna get married to her Uncle Steve?" I remember telling her yes and her squealing in excitement. I don't know if I'll marry her, though. I just never envisioned myself getting married.

But I never envisioned myself falling in love either.

I'm just full of surprises.