The first time Danni meets Steve McGarrett is when EMTs haul him into her ER under extreme duress, having just driven a police cruiser onto a ship.

Dr Steve McGarrett is one of the best in the nation, and certainly amongst the top twenty cardiothoracic surgeons in the world. Danny has had to uproot his life, his career, his everything and move across the country on this one last-shot hope that he’ll operate on Grace.

But what sort of doctor walks around wards in shorts and a t-shirt? No scrubs, no lanyard, no white coat to make it easy to identify him. What sort of doctor does that?

McGarrett shrugs. “The kind that lives in Hawai’i?”

Just who exactly is in charge here?

Her brother’s supposed to be freaking Captain America or something, he ought to have a better sense of self-preservation.

On the bad days, Steve turns away from him, and on the good days, Danny still feels like his heart is being trampled on.

Danny takes Steve home after making sure Wo Fat is locked up.

Getting Steve out is a longer journey than just flying back across the border.

Danny had been hoping for sleepy morning sex; instead he got 6AM equipment catalogue duty. Our intrepid pair take inventory of the bits and pieces that call the trunk of the Camaro home.

Danny’s ranting. Steve enjoys the show.

Three things on the job that reminded Kono of her childhood and one thing that doesn’t. Teamfic.

“I thought Saturday mornings were for sex.”

After Steve and Danny are exposed to an untested drug during a raid on a pharmaceutical warehouse, they experience some unusual side effects.

In which Steve has a wicked tongue, Danny has a dirty mouth, and Kono enjoys both at once.

Danny spends Christmas alone. Or maybe not.

Tony Archer makes good on his marriage counseling offer.

Kono starts sending Danny pictures of Steve in his uniform. At really inopportune moments.

The difference between police work in real life and police work on TV was the paperwork.

There is little Danny won’t do for Steve.

Steve has a habit of making things blow up.

“I am perfectly capable of sitting still when I don’t have potentially deadly weapons being wielded by my neck by a guy who’s fond of talking with his hands.”