Hawai Five-0 chatroom

 

Author's note: Hi, guys! In this chapter I'm using an idea suggested by "tiva forever2009-2010". I hope you like it!

Hawaii Five-0 chatroom: chapter 13

Hawaiiputsthehinhell has joined the chatroom.

SurferChick: Bad day, brah?

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: Why do you keep changing the spelling on that word? One day it's "bro" and the other it's "brah"?

SurferChick: I'm gonna take that as a "yes". Do you want to talk about it?

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: Talking wouldn't be the case through this means.

SurferChick: Wow, you're being extra difficult today. What happened?

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: I had a rough night, Kono.

SurferChick: Why?

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: I couldn't really get any sleep. I had a nightmare and then I just couldn't sleep again.

SurferChick: What was the nightmare about?

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: I don't know. I can't really remember most of it.

SurferChick: You can't remember? Or maybe you won't remember?

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: What are you, Freud? I told you, I just remember chunks!

SurferChick: So tell me the chunks!

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: I really don't see the point. I mean, I've already not slept, so it's not like I can fix it, you know?

SurferChick: Geez, brah. What is your problem? Cause you sound way too opposed to talking about this.

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: What? I'm not opposed to anything! I'm just saying that it doesn't really make any sense to talk about something that won't change, OK? I don't have a problem! And what are you trying to do, huh? Why the sudden interest? What are you hoping to discover?

SurferChick: Woah, brah! Hold it, alright? Let's take it one step at a time, OK? I'm not trying to discover anything, Danny, OK? I'm just trying to help you.

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: OK, OK. Sorry, I get cranky when I don't sleep well.

SurferChick: It's OK, brah. I get it. Now, I'm gonna tell you something, but you have to promise me that you'll keep it to yourself.

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: OK, yeah, don't worry about it.

SurferChick: OK. Here it goes. I used to go to therapy.

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: What? You went to therapy?

SurferChick: Yes!

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: hahahahahaa I don't believe you! You gotta be bullshitting me.

SurferChick: Don't be a jerk, Danny!

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: Ok, OK, I'm sorry. I apologize for being a jerk. Please, continue. But just so you know, that's my first smile all day.

SurferChick: Well I'm glad my problems make you feel better :P Now, I went to therapy (I won't tell you why) but it helped me a lot, and mostly I talked about my dreams. So we should try it. I mean you're right, you didn't sleep last night and you're not going to get that rest back.

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: Exactly!

SurferChick: BUT it might stop you from losing another good night's sleep.

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: Huh. That actually makes sense. I hadn't thought of that.

SurferChick: I know. I rule.

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: Don't get smug with me, Kono.

SuferChick: Right. So, let's start, shall we? Tell me what you remember from the dream.

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: Nightmare.

SurferChick: Right, nightmare. Sorry.

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: Well, like I said. I don't remember much.

SurferChick: You didn't really say it.

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: Seriously? Now?

SuferChick: hahahaha I'm just trying to lighten up the mood!

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: Whatever. I don't know. I remember being in the Camaro with Steve, I was driving.

SurferChick: Do you remember whether you were arguing?

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: No, we weren't arguing. Actually, we were in silence. I think we'd already had an argument or something, and now we were just too pissed off to talk, cause I was looking at him from the corner of my eye, like I wanted to say something, but he was looking out his window.

SurferChick: Ignoring you?

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: Probably.

SurferChick: Does that happen often? The arguments and then not talking, I mean?

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: Yeah, a lot. The thing is that, I don't know how, but the car flipped or someone crashed into us. I'm not sure.

SurferChick: OK, so you had an accident. Then what?

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: Then… that's it.

SurferChick: You're lying.

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: How did you know?

SurferChick: Danny, whatever it is, I won't tell anyone. Just spill it, you'll feel better. I promise.

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: You're starting to sound like my wife.

SurferChick: Ex-wife.

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: You sound like Rachel while we were still married.

SurferChick: Aha. I still want you to finish telling me about your dream… nightmare.

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: Fine! Suddenly I'm out of the car but I can't find Steve. And I look everywhere and I see the Camaro on the other side on the road, upside down.

SurferChick: And?

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: And Steve was still in there. And he wasn't moving. And I woke up.

SurferChick: And how did you feel when you woke up?

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: I'm not gonna talk about my feelings, RACHEL.

SurferChick: Danny! Don't be such a baby.

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: Baby? You're calling me a baby?

SurferChick: Yes, I'm calling you a baby. Not even a big baby. Man up already and tell me how you felt when you woke up.

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: What? I don't really like you right now, you know that?

SurferChick: Didn't know, doesn't matter. Tell me. HOW. YOU. FELT.

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: Scared! Alright? I felt like that was it, like the world had gone to shit. Because I saw him and I knew, I felt he was dead. And it was the worst thing that could happen to me.

SurferChick: Wow.

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: What do you mean? What does it mean?

SurferChick: I really don't think I need to analyze it, Danny. I think all you have to do is re-read it and you'll see it for yourself.

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: Yeah, I know. It's like the whole Korea thing all over again. It's just that Steve usually takes stupid risks, and I can yell at him for that. But this time it was myfault.

SurferChick: Danny, I think you're missing the bigger picture here. I don't think it's about responsibility.

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: I think it is. I think that's exactly what it is. I keep yelling at Steve for taking stupid risks, but then I go and take my own share of stupid risks, maybe to save his ass, maybe because it's part of the job. I think I'll ask Steve to go to counseling with me.

SurferChick: For what?

Hawaiiputsthehinhell: To help us with our communication and general partnership. Yeah, that's it! Thanks Kono!

Hawaiiputsthehinhell has left the chatroom.

SurferChick: Dammit! So close…

CommanderJ: That's Ok, kid. You did very well.

SurferChick: Thanks Joe. I wouldn't have been able to do it without your "private" guidance ;-)

CommanderJ: You're the one who planned it, Kono, calling me to a private chat as soon as you realized where Danny was going. You're really good.

SurferChick: Now you're making me blush!

CommanderJ: I only have one question.

SurferChick: What?

CommanderJ: Did you really go to therapy?

SurferChick: Oh, that? Nah, I just made it up. You know, to encourage Danny to open up.

CommanderJ: Right.