McDanno - Camp 5O

Chapter 2: Not fifty?!

Steven McGarrett, Danny read the label on the door as he knocked.

"Come in" A voice yelled from the inside.

"Hi. My name is Danny Williams, I just picked up Grace, she was uh, in your camp?" Danny said as he entered trying to even out his voice, hoping to somewhat keep his promise to Grace.

"Yeah, Danno!" Steve smiled getting up from his desk, "come on in, Gracie's talked a lot about you."

"It's Danny actually." Danny gritted as he shook Steve's hand. Who the hell did this guy think he was!? What gives him the right to call me Danno? So much for my promise to Gracie.

"Sorry, it's just that's what Gracie always called you, she talked about you a lot you know." Steve said settling back into his chair and inviting Danny into the one across from him, to which Danny just raised his eyebrows.

"That's between me and my daughter, so do me a favor and don't call me Danno okay." Try to stay civil Danny, he reminded himself as he tightened his jaw.

"I apologize, it's just- I think it's cute is all." Steve said eyeing the man and the chair, why won't this guy just sit already, should I stand back up? No, I'm comfy, I think I'll stay sitting.

"It's- Look I don't need you thinking anything about that, it's none of your business!" Stay on topic Danny, you're here to talk about the camp remember, chew him out on that okay, not this.

"Wh- I'm sorry Danny is there something I can help you with, or did you just decide to stop by for no reason?" Steve was getting agitated, I mean who did this guy think he was, trying to start a fight with him, he hadn't done anything wrong. Steve had had a really good day and there in front of him stood some loud mouth man trying to mess it all up.

"Why am I- let me tell you why I'm here Mr. Super Seal" Danny started, pacing the small office.

"Who in their right mind- no, NO ONE IN THEIR RIGHT MIND, lets a group of LITTLE KIDS- you get that don't you? LITTLE  K I D S?! Why would you- What made you think it was okay? Huh? To- to-to do the stuff that you did with those kids? Okay that stuff WAS NOT in the brochure, you were— why are you talking?! Huh? Stop talking, I'm talking right now! Okay, what you were doing was child endangerment okay! They were here to learn how to, I don't know, uh, make pillows out of flowers and sing fun campfire songs. NOT to undergo GI-JOE training! KNIVES!? Talking to them about gutting boars!? STOP! I can see your lips starting to move, I never said I was done talking! Let me ask you a question, huh you have kids?" Danny stopped flailing his arms to look at Steve.

"Oh, am I allowed to talk now?" Steve asked after a moment, "no I don't have kids," he quickly added before Danny could make a snarky reply.

"Oh, you don't have kids? So then you don't know the gut-wrenching feeling someone gets when they learn that they entrusted their precious child's safety in the hands of some lunatic?!"

"Look, Danny," Steve started determined to calm the angry parent down, he understood where he was coming from and he saw that the guy really cared about his daughter.

"It's Detective Williams!" Danny shot back at him more forcefully than intended, though he wouldn't admit that. He just had a habit of getting worked up and pissing people off.

"Oh, so what we're not on a first name basis anymore, Detective Williams?" Steve tried sounding casual and playful, knowing that it probably wasn't the best time, but hoping to ease the tension. Though seriously what was this guy trying to do, he was a SEAL, he knew what he was doing. These kids meant a lot to him too and there was absolutely no way he would ever let them get hurt. Yeah, now try communicating that out loud maybe, he scolded himself as he refocused on the new spiel Danny—Detective Williams— was throwing at him.

"-ergo I think a lawsuit is in order!" Danny finished throwing his hands into the air.

"Woah Woah Woah!" Steve yelled getting up from his chair, "don't you think you're taking this a little out of proportions buddy?

"Out of proportions! You think this is out of- THROWING KNIVES STEVEN, KNIVES! This is my daughter's SAFETY we are talking about! IT. IS. NOT. Out of proportions. You're out of proportions!" Danny yelled back slapping the back of his hand to the palm of the other one

"Steve is everything okay in there? It's almost three." They both turned towards the voice from behind the door, "...do I need to get security?" the voice continued.

"No, thank you, Mrs. Voorhees, we're good" Steve shouted back to the door, eyes resettling on Danny.

"Look, Dan- Detective Williams. I understand your concern, I really do okay," Steve began explaining as he made his way around the desk towards Danny. "Yes I don't have any kids but I do understand your concern for their safety because it is the same one I have. Not only do I make sure these kids are having fun and learning valuable things and creating amazing memories, I make sure they all know that safety is there number one priority. I never forced anyone to do anything they weren't comfortable doing, I made them know that it was okay if they didn't want to participate. I was with them every step of the way, no matter what. And we did, as a matter of fact, do a lot of arts and crafts, and I played my guitar every night and we all sang around the campfire. I tried my hardest to make sure that everyone loved being there. Now if Gracie did not, then I am truly sorry, I never wanted to put her in a position she didn't want to be."

"No...Gracie- she uh, loved it here. I just- you get my anger right? You understand why I'm so upset?" Danny asked eyeing Steve.

"I do Detective Williams and Gracie is very lucky to have a father who loves her so much, not everybody gets to experience that. Listen I would love to keep talking to you about this at a later time perhaps." Steve said eyeing the clock.

"Are you kicking me out, McGarrett? Do you really think that's a smart choice considering our talk." Danny said puffing out his chest.

"No, I don't mean to kick you out and I really do understand your concerns. I love speaking to parents, especially ones so involved in their kid's lives, such as you. Unfortunately, I do have a meeting at three that I can't miss."

"Can't miss? Well if these people are so important then maybe I should stick around, give them a piece of my mind on what I think of Camp Fifty!"

"It's..." Steve stopped and took in the man in front of him, "it's not fifty, it's five-o, like the number five and then the letter O." Steve stop it, this is not the time to be smirking, you have a meeting with the board of directors in five minutes!

"What?" Danny scrunched his eyebrows and looked towards a picture on the wall. "Fifty that says fifty!" He yelled pointing at a banner in the picture.

"No, that is a painted five next to a painted o." Steve smiled reaching for the picture and handing it to Danny.

"What do you mean it's not fifty?! That's asinine. Why don't you guys just say fifty? Why does it have to be five-o, huh? That's so much more complicated and why five-o? What's so-"

"Goodbye Mr. Williams, I look forward to talking to you again on this matter. My card is at the front desk, it has my number and email, so we can schedule another appointment and continue our talk." Steve cut in, leading Danny to the door. He had a feeling that if he let Danny go off again, then he was definitely going to be late for his meeting.

"Yeah, you can bet your ass that's what I'm gonna do!" Danny said after a moment returning the picture back to Steve and walking out the door and back to the lobby.

Authors Note:

Here's the second chapter. I know a lot of you were excited to see Danny go crazy on Steve, I tried my best. More anger to come though!!

Please let me know what you guys think, comments and votes are always appreciated! Thanks so much for taking the time to read my fic!! :D

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