Hawaii 5-0 fic: Surprise...?
No betating at this time.
This snippet came to me, and I wrote it since that’s what I do. And I wanted to get it down.
Advisory? skip Things left unresolved. Betrayal?
Surprise...?
By Sealie
“Mom?” Steve said. He didn’t move from the doorway. This was his house. It was not hers. The house had been his paternal grandfather’s. She wasn’t welcome. And she was carrying… carrying - “No.”
“Steven, is that anyway to greet your mother and your daughter?”
“No.” Steve imagined closing the door, firmly, very firmly, on the pair.
He did not look at the baby, the tiny baby, in the navy blue capsule, swinging from his mom’s hand. She had a shock of fine dark hair, standing proud as if struck by static electricity.
“Where’s Catherine?” Steve ground his teeth.
“Not here,” Doris said uncompromisingly.
And, damn, it all to Hell, Steve knew that the woman wouldn’t give him any intel.
Rattlesnake fast, Steve snatched the carrier from his mother’s hand and stepped back into his house, the baby safe under his guard.
“Leave,” Steve said.
“What?”
For once he had surprised his mother, her eyes were wide, her mouth dropping. She covered quickly, lips twisting in that oh so familiar mocking smirk at his supposed naiveté.
“I’m not interested in anything you have to say. It will all be lies. Leave and don’t return.” Steve stepped back and slammed the door shut in her face. Her shadow, cast by the street lights across the road, through the rectangular window in the door was the only indicator of her presence.
Steve stepped away from the door. She could stand there all night. Steve carried the capsule through to the dining room. The lanai doors were open, his mother could come around, but Steve knew that she wouldn’t. She had actually achieved what she had set out to do - bring her granddaughter to a safe haven.
Steve set the carrier on the dining room table.
“Baby.”
It was small - like not as long as his forearm small. Very young, he guessed. It was asleep. He didn’t poke. Following instinct, he hauled out his phone and hit speed dial one.
“What!” Danny shrieked. “It’s eleven pm, twenty three hundred hours for you army types. We just got off the case from Hell. Do not tell me that we have another case.”
“Danny,” Steve said softly.
“Babe?”
“My mom came by and she left a baby,” Steve said.
“Excuse me?”
“My mom came by and she left a baby.”
“I heard you the first time!”
“Why did you ask me to repeat?” Steve asked confused.
“Because -- Stay where you are, I’m coming around. Do you have stuff?”
“Stuff?”
“Baby stuff: diapers, bottles, formula?”
“No, I’ve just got a baby.”
“How big is it? Her? Him?”
“Twenty-twenty two inches,” Steve judged. “It looks pretty new.”
“Newborn? For fuck’s sake. I’ll be with you in twenty minutes.” The phone went click.
“Okay.” Steve looked at his daughter. “It’s okay, Uncle Danny is coming.”
The start
This snippet came to me, and I wrote it since that’s what I do. And I wanted to get it down.
Advisory? skip Things left unresolved. Betrayal?
Surprise...?
By Sealie
“Mom?” Steve said. He didn’t move from the doorway. This was his house. It was not hers. The house had been his paternal grandfather’s. She wasn’t welcome. And she was carrying… carrying - “No.”
“Steven, is that anyway to greet your mother and your daughter?”
“No.” Steve imagined closing the door, firmly, very firmly, on the pair.
He did not look at the baby, the tiny baby, in the navy blue capsule, swinging from his mom’s hand. She had a shock of fine dark hair, standing proud as if struck by static electricity.
“Where’s Catherine?” Steve ground his teeth.
“Not here,” Doris said uncompromisingly.
And, damn, it all to Hell, Steve knew that the woman wouldn’t give him any intel.
Rattlesnake fast, Steve snatched the carrier from his mother’s hand and stepped back into his house, the baby safe under his guard.
“Leave,” Steve said.
“What?”
For once he had surprised his mother, her eyes were wide, her mouth dropping. She covered quickly, lips twisting in that oh so familiar mocking smirk at his supposed naiveté.
“I’m not interested in anything you have to say. It will all be lies. Leave and don’t return.” Steve stepped back and slammed the door shut in her face. Her shadow, cast by the street lights across the road, through the rectangular window in the door was the only indicator of her presence.
Steve stepped away from the door. She could stand there all night. Steve carried the capsule through to the dining room. The lanai doors were open, his mother could come around, but Steve knew that she wouldn’t. She had actually achieved what she had set out to do - bring her granddaughter to a safe haven.
Steve set the carrier on the dining room table.
“Baby.”
It was small - like not as long as his forearm small. Very young, he guessed. It was asleep. He didn’t poke. Following instinct, he hauled out his phone and hit speed dial one.
“What!” Danny shrieked. “It’s eleven pm, twenty three hundred hours for you army types. We just got off the case from Hell. Do not tell me that we have another case.”
“Danny,” Steve said softly.
“Babe?”
“My mom came by and she left a baby,” Steve said.
“Excuse me?”
“My mom came by and she left a baby.”
“I heard you the first time!”
“Why did you ask me to repeat?” Steve asked confused.
“Because -- Stay where you are, I’m coming around. Do you have stuff?”
“Stuff?”
“Baby stuff: diapers, bottles, formula?”
“No, I’ve just got a baby.”
“How big is it? Her? Him?”
“Twenty-twenty two inches,” Steve judged. “It looks pretty new.”
“Newborn? For fuck’s sake. I’ll be with you in twenty minutes.” The phone went click.
“Okay.” Steve looked at his daughter. “It’s okay, Uncle Danny is coming.”
The start