Birthday Fic for Karen - Hawaii 5-0: Go Along To Get Along Chapter 1 [Alex/Scott, Steve/Danny]
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Title: Go Along to Get Along Chapter 1
Rating: PG-13 (the guys have Potty-Mouths)
Pairing: None yet. Eventually Alex/Scott or Steve/Danny
Summary: When Alex is injured during a stunt Scott, Daniel, and Grace step up their game to help him out.
WordCount: ~1.5K
Disclaimer: Not Mine. Blah blah.
Dedication: To Karen. Happiest of Birthdays my dear.
When he wakes up in the hospital his first thought is ‘ow’; he catalogues his injuries and discovers his head is killing him. Then he remembers being thrown into a wall by a rather large and angry Samoan who was high on Ice, or PCP, or something. His next immediate thought is how is everyone else? Then he falls asleep again. He comes to the next time to see that it’s gotten significantly darker outside and there are people muttering in the hall trying to keep quiet. One must be the doctor, but he can’t place the second voice till its owner comes striding through the door.
“Danny. Thank god; can I get out of here soon?” Steve asks. He sees Danny shoot a questioning look at the doctor.
“No man, they want to hang on to you for observation. You took a nasty hit, and I don’t want to have to replace you if your brain leaks out of your ears.” Danny says before stepping back into the hall.
= = = = = =
“What was that, Doc? Why does he think I’m Danny? If it were just amnesia he wouldn’t remember who anyone is, or what happened. So why does he think we’re the characters we play on T.V.?” Scott asked the doctor as soon as they got into the hall.
“It has to do with the areas of the brain that were affected by the injury. I’d like to run a couple more tests now that he’s awake. But I think for the time being playing along with his delusion would be the best course of action. He should hopefully gain his real memories back before too long.” The doctor replied. “What is his characters name on this show?”
“It’s Lt. Cmdr. Steven ‘Steve’ McGarrett. He’s going to think he’s a former navy SEAL, who now works for the governors specially appointed task force. And he’s going to want to get back to work ASAP. Obviously that’s not possible, but how do I tell him that?” Scott was so far outside his comfort zone right now it wasn’t even funny. “I’ve gotta make some phone calls, let him know I’ll be back in a few.” Scott was walking away before the doctor could respond.
= = = = = =
“Commander McGarrett you’ve taken a pretty nasty hit to the head, so I’m recommending you stay for observation for at least 24 hours. I’m going to order a series of CT and MRI scans now that you are awake, we’ll talk more when I’ve had a chance to look over the results. Get some rest for now.” Dr. Kimura was curious to see what the scans would reveal; he’d never seen this particular outcome with a head injury.
“Thanks doc. Where are Danny, and the rest of my team?” Steve asked needing to reassure himself that Kono and Chin were both okay.
“Your partner went to make some phone calls. He said he’d be back in a bit. You stay put and rest.” Dr. Kimura said turning to leave the room.
= = = = = =
“Peter, hey it’s Scott. There’s a bit of a problem, the hit Alex took affected his memory. He thinks he’s Steve McGarrett. The doctor feels pretty confident that the effects are short term, but he recommended we ‘play along’ for now.” Scott said releasing the breath that had been trapped since Alex had hit the wall harder than he should have.
“What does that mean: play along? Does the doctor have any kind of time line?” Peter asked feeling like he was on the other end of the world, not just the phone.
“It means that for the time being I’m going to try to keep my idiot of a co-star off the set and let him believe he’s Steve McGarrett. Hopefully he’ll snap out of it before too long and we can get back to filming. You can do something with the second unit crew in the mean time, right?” Scott didn’t want this to adversely affect his job. He liked having work.
“Yeah, we’ll figure something out. Keep me in the loop.” Peter said before hanging up. He could take this time to get some decent establishing shots and b-roll.
= = = = = =
Daniel and Grace met Scott outside the hospital and were given the same news Scott had just given Peter.
“Well this could get humorously confusing.” Daniel said. “Every time he says Danny I’m going to think he’s talking to me.”
“Ah hell, I hadn’t even thought of that. Maybe we should say screw the doctor and just tell Alex what’s going on.” Scott said heading for the elevator to get to Alex’s room.
“Nah it’ll be fun. Not like the time Eddie O wanted the whole cast to stay in character 24/7 while we were filming the third season finale of Galactica. It’ll keep us on our toes.” Grace said as the elevator made its way to the floor where Alex was. Scott and Daniel watched as Grace shook her arms and tossed her head from side to side a couple times. Then she turned and shot a murderous glance at them. “Shut up; boss man’s hurt. Show some respect. ‘Cuz did you make sure HPD booked the asshole who did this?”
Scott and Daniel shot matching ‘here we go’ looks at each other and Daniel turned to Grace. “Yeah, Matthais said they’d take real good care of him. No worries.” Scott watched Daniel take on some of Chin Ho’s ‘Zen Calm’ and it helped him. He was also glad he hadn’t had time to change out of his ‘Danny Wear’; he could do this, it was just an extended filming day. This would work.
= = = = = =
They made their way down the hall to Alex’s room and at the door Daniel took a deep breath before making his way in. “Hey, brah. Howzit; what’s up with you laying down on the job?”
“No thing. I’ll be up and about in no time, brah.” Steve said breathing a sigh of relief at seeing his team all together and unharmed.
“Up in no time? I think not. I can almost guarantee that the doctor wants to keep you for observation. Not to mention you have a freaking concussion. There will be no ‘Stoic Navy SEAL Bullshit’ from you either. You’re better when the doctor says you are.” Scott couldn’t help but think there should be a crew here filming this, they were all on point
“I’m fine Danno. But you, shouldn’t you be getting Gracie for the weekend? Where is she?” Alex asked looking around Scott as if their pint sized co-star would magically appear.
Shit, Scott was going to have to do some fancy foot work to get around this. “Grace is visiting Rachel’s family before school starts. You just worry about your brain not melting out of your ears, and let me worry about Grace. If I leave are you going to sign yourself out AMA? Or can I go home in good conscience?” Scott gave his best ‘don’t fuck with me I’m a detective from Jersey and will kick your ass’ glare and hoped he was being convincing.
“Why don’t you all head home for the night and we’ll pick this up in the morning.” Steve said wanting his team to be fresh so they could close the case and show the new governor they were an asset not a burden.
“Mahalo, brah. See you in the morning.” Daniel said heading for the door.
“Aloha, Boss man. Get better.” Grace said quickly following Daniel down the hall.
“Danno I promise I won’t try to sign out AMA. Go home, in fact why don’t you sleep at my place, the guest bed has clean sheets. That way I know you’re getting a good nights rest and will be able to crack this case so we can close it.” Steve’s head was starting to throb again and he didn’t want Danny to see him in pain.
= = = = = =
Scott goes to the house Alex is renting, which just happens to be ‘The McGarrett Homestead’ on the show, and that’s not going to help Alex at all; he potters around for an hour or so making sure nothing that screams ‘Alex’ is out (Scott could see having to explain Saxon’s picture) then Scott spends the rest of the night trying to figure out how to get Alex to remember he’s not a fictional TV character. It’s a very long night.
Title: Go Along to Get Along Chapter 1
Rating: PG-13 (the guys have Potty-Mouths)
Pairing: None yet. Eventually Alex/Scott or Steve/Danny
Summary: When Alex is injured during a stunt Scott, Daniel, and Grace step up their game to help him out.
WordCount: ~1.5K
Disclaimer: Not Mine. Blah blah.
Dedication: To Karen. Happiest of Birthdays my dear.
When he wakes up in the hospital his first thought is ‘ow’; he catalogues his injuries and discovers his head is killing him. Then he remembers being thrown into a wall by a rather large and angry Samoan who was high on Ice, or PCP, or something. His next immediate thought is how is everyone else? Then he falls asleep again. He comes to the next time to see that it’s gotten significantly darker outside and there are people muttering in the hall trying to keep quiet. One must be the doctor, but he can’t place the second voice till its owner comes striding through the door.
“Danny. Thank god; can I get out of here soon?” Steve asks. He sees Danny shoot a questioning look at the doctor.
“No man, they want to hang on to you for observation. You took a nasty hit, and I don’t want to have to replace you if your brain leaks out of your ears.” Danny says before stepping back into the hall.
= = = = = =
“What was that, Doc? Why does he think I’m Danny? If it were just amnesia he wouldn’t remember who anyone is, or what happened. So why does he think we’re the characters we play on T.V.?” Scott asked the doctor as soon as they got into the hall.
“It has to do with the areas of the brain that were affected by the injury. I’d like to run a couple more tests now that he’s awake. But I think for the time being playing along with his delusion would be the best course of action. He should hopefully gain his real memories back before too long.” The doctor replied. “What is his characters name on this show?”
“It’s Lt. Cmdr. Steven ‘Steve’ McGarrett. He’s going to think he’s a former navy SEAL, who now works for the governors specially appointed task force. And he’s going to want to get back to work ASAP. Obviously that’s not possible, but how do I tell him that?” Scott was so far outside his comfort zone right now it wasn’t even funny. “I’ve gotta make some phone calls, let him know I’ll be back in a few.” Scott was walking away before the doctor could respond.
= = = = = =
“Commander McGarrett you’ve taken a pretty nasty hit to the head, so I’m recommending you stay for observation for at least 24 hours. I’m going to order a series of CT and MRI scans now that you are awake, we’ll talk more when I’ve had a chance to look over the results. Get some rest for now.” Dr. Kimura was curious to see what the scans would reveal; he’d never seen this particular outcome with a head injury.
“Thanks doc. Where are Danny, and the rest of my team?” Steve asked needing to reassure himself that Kono and Chin were both okay.
“Your partner went to make some phone calls. He said he’d be back in a bit. You stay put and rest.” Dr. Kimura said turning to leave the room.
= = = = = =
“Peter, hey it’s Scott. There’s a bit of a problem, the hit Alex took affected his memory. He thinks he’s Steve McGarrett. The doctor feels pretty confident that the effects are short term, but he recommended we ‘play along’ for now.” Scott said releasing the breath that had been trapped since Alex had hit the wall harder than he should have.
“What does that mean: play along? Does the doctor have any kind of time line?” Peter asked feeling like he was on the other end of the world, not just the phone.
“It means that for the time being I’m going to try to keep my idiot of a co-star off the set and let him believe he’s Steve McGarrett. Hopefully he’ll snap out of it before too long and we can get back to filming. You can do something with the second unit crew in the mean time, right?” Scott didn’t want this to adversely affect his job. He liked having work.
“Yeah, we’ll figure something out. Keep me in the loop.” Peter said before hanging up. He could take this time to get some decent establishing shots and b-roll.
= = = = = =
Daniel and Grace met Scott outside the hospital and were given the same news Scott had just given Peter.
“Well this could get humorously confusing.” Daniel said. “Every time he says Danny I’m going to think he’s talking to me.”
“Ah hell, I hadn’t even thought of that. Maybe we should say screw the doctor and just tell Alex what’s going on.” Scott said heading for the elevator to get to Alex’s room.
“Nah it’ll be fun. Not like the time Eddie O wanted the whole cast to stay in character 24/7 while we were filming the third season finale of Galactica. It’ll keep us on our toes.” Grace said as the elevator made its way to the floor where Alex was. Scott and Daniel watched as Grace shook her arms and tossed her head from side to side a couple times. Then she turned and shot a murderous glance at them. “Shut up; boss man’s hurt. Show some respect. ‘Cuz did you make sure HPD booked the asshole who did this?”
Scott and Daniel shot matching ‘here we go’ looks at each other and Daniel turned to Grace. “Yeah, Matthais said they’d take real good care of him. No worries.” Scott watched Daniel take on some of Chin Ho’s ‘Zen Calm’ and it helped him. He was also glad he hadn’t had time to change out of his ‘Danny Wear’; he could do this, it was just an extended filming day. This would work.
= = = = = =
They made their way down the hall to Alex’s room and at the door Daniel took a deep breath before making his way in. “Hey, brah. Howzit; what’s up with you laying down on the job?”
“No thing. I’ll be up and about in no time, brah.” Steve said breathing a sigh of relief at seeing his team all together and unharmed.
“Up in no time? I think not. I can almost guarantee that the doctor wants to keep you for observation. Not to mention you have a freaking concussion. There will be no ‘Stoic Navy SEAL Bullshit’ from you either. You’re better when the doctor says you are.” Scott couldn’t help but think there should be a crew here filming this, they were all on point
“I’m fine Danno. But you, shouldn’t you be getting Gracie for the weekend? Where is she?” Alex asked looking around Scott as if their pint sized co-star would magically appear.
Shit, Scott was going to have to do some fancy foot work to get around this. “Grace is visiting Rachel’s family before school starts. You just worry about your brain not melting out of your ears, and let me worry about Grace. If I leave are you going to sign yourself out AMA? Or can I go home in good conscience?” Scott gave his best ‘don’t fuck with me I’m a detective from Jersey and will kick your ass’ glare and hoped he was being convincing.
“Why don’t you all head home for the night and we’ll pick this up in the morning.” Steve said wanting his team to be fresh so they could close the case and show the new governor they were an asset not a burden.
“Mahalo, brah. See you in the morning.” Daniel said heading for the door.
“Aloha, Boss man. Get better.” Grace said quickly following Daniel down the hall.
“Danno I promise I won’t try to sign out AMA. Go home, in fact why don’t you sleep at my place, the guest bed has clean sheets. That way I know you’re getting a good nights rest and will be able to crack this case so we can close it.” Steve’s head was starting to throb again and he didn’t want Danny to see him in pain.
= = = = = =
Scott goes to the house Alex is renting, which just happens to be ‘The McGarrett Homestead’ on the show, and that’s not going to help Alex at all; he potters around for an hour or so making sure nothing that screams ‘Alex’ is out (Scott could see having to explain Saxon’s picture) then Scott spends the rest of the night trying to figure out how to get Alex to remember he’s not a fictional TV character. It’s a very long night.