Title: Small Favors
Author: Keira Marcos
Big Short Prompt: Steve McGarrett
Fandom: Hawaii Five-0/NCIS
Word Count: 1059
Warnings: no beta
Summary: Very Special Agent Tony DiNozzo gives Steve McGarrett some advice that changes everything, just a little.
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He wasn’t certain if the escort was a matter of security or courtesy and Steve was honestly beyond caring. The phone call and the summons to DC had him curious as hell. The elevator doors opened, and he was motioned out. The two-man security detail shifted out behind him in such a way that they were visible in his peripheral vision.
“Agent DiNozzo, you have a visitor. Lt. Commander Steve McGarrett.”
“Thanks, guys, I’ll handle his escort from here,” the man said with a quick, engaging smile. He held out a hand to Steve. “Commander McGarrett, thank you for making the trip.”
“Always happy to help NCIS, Agent DiNozzo,” Steve said as he took the agent’s hand. The man was gorgeous, and McGarrett was relieved he wouldn’t be in Virginia long enough to get himself into that kind of trouble.
“Boss, did you want to sit in on the interview?” DiNozzo asked as he released Steve’s hand.
Hello, silver fox, Steve thought wryly as he focused on the man DiNozzo was speaking to.
“Commander, this is Agent Gibbs, the lead for MCRT,” DiNozzo said.
Gibbs offered him a hand. “Commander.” The older man’s gaze flicked over Steve’s service ribbons. “That kind of action can weigh a man down.”
Steve smiled but nodded. “I work out.”
Gibbs barked out a laugh. “I bet. Tony will take care of the questions—we’ll get you in and out as quickly as possible, Commander. I’ve been informed that you’re preparing for a mission.”
“Thank you, Agent Gibbs.”
Steve followed DiNozzo into a conference room shortly thereafter and took the seat he was directed toward. He put his cover on the table and relaxed. That earned him an amused grin from the NCIS agent. “What?”
“Most people don’t relax in the company of a cop, not even a Navy cop,” DiNozzo said mildly.
“Most people have something to feel guilty about—no matter how small,” Steve returned.
“And you don’t?”
“No, I don’t.” Steve watched surprise then speculation drift over the attractive face of Tony DiNozzo. “Tell me how I can help, Agent DiNozzo.”
“How do you feel about treason, Commander?”
A deep cold settled in Steve’s stomach, and he allowed himself a long exhale before responding, “Very few things make me more furious, to be honest.”
DiNozzo opened a folder in front of him, and a series of pictures were spread out in front of Steve. Men, he realized, he’d served with more than once. Not SEALs but support staff and a few in Navy Intelligence. He let one of his left hand fall to his thigh under the table and fisted it tight.
“Let’s talk about Commander Alfred Collins.”
“I take it you don’t need to know the details of when and where we served together?” Steve questioned.
“We already know what he does for the Navy, that’s why he’s on the list,” Tony admitted. “He’s not very good at hiding the money he’s earned doing very bad things, you see.”
Steve touched the picture with steady fingertips, stared at the man he’d trusted to give him intelligence for years. “Is he still on the job?”
Steve’s jaw tightened. “Threat level? I have a friend who shares an office with this son of a bitch, Agent DiNozzo.”
DiNozzo pulled a picture out of the file and put it down. “Catherine Rollins.”
“Not as far as we can tell but Collins, in particular, has been using her to gather information on your general whereabouts since you started working in Fugitive Apprehension,” DiNozzo explained. “And he’s been selling that information to a man named Victor Hesse.”
“I’ve been hunting for him and his brother for over five years,” Steve said. “They’re the reason I went into FA full-time.” McGarrett stared at DiNozzo’s neutral expression. “But you knew that already.”
“I might have,” Tony allowed. “Your girl here—she has poor judgment, but she’s not a traitor.”
“Not my girl,” Steve murmured. “At least, not anymore. I can’t afford to have personal connections with people who can’t keep their mouths shut.”
“Understood,” Tony said. He pushed the picture aside. “Sorry—she’s beautiful.”
“I meet beautiful people every day,” Steve said evenly and met Tony’s gaze.
DiNozzo offered him a wry grin but then focused on the work. “We’re getting ready to move on these people.”
“I don’t understand how I can help you, Agent.” Steve paused. “Has one of them run?”
“No, in fact, you aren’t really here to answer questions. That’s just the cover.” Tony put a USB drive down on the table. “Anton Hesse will be in South Korea in twenty-six hours, Commander. Here’s all the information you need to capture him. Collins sold him some very bad information, you see. Hesse and Collins think you’re going to be here for the next two weeks going through a debriefing on a mission that never even happened.”
Steve picked up the USB drive. “How deep does this go?”
“Deep enough that if I were you, I’d tell my family to go to ground before you get anywhere near South Korea,” Tony said honestly.
Steve’s stomach lurched a little, and he stood. “Understood.” He offered DiNozzo a hand as the agent gained his feet. “I owe you one.”
DiNozzo smiled, lazy and a little predatory. “Do you?”
“Yeah, I do.” He took the hand Tony offered.
“I should warn you, Commander, I always collect on debts.”
Steve looked down at their hands. “I look forward to your phone call then.”
* * * *
“Look, Dad, I can’t explain. Just get on the damn plane and meet Mary in New York.”
John McGarrett sighed. “I’m getting on the damn plane, son, and I’ll go to New York, and I’ll sit through whatever foolish musical she has tickets to that you certainly paid for.”
Steve leaned against the Humvee and watched his team getting ready. “Thanks. I mean it.”
“This is going to make whatever you’re doing easier?” John asked.
“Yeah, I need to know you’re safe.”
Ten hours on a plane put his father completely out of the way, and that’s what Steve needed.
“Be safe, son, and I expect to see you soon.”
“Very soon,” Steve promised.
He was ready for something new. He wondered if Tony DiNozzo would be interested in taking a little sexcation with him in Hawaii.
The Big Short is a short-form writing challenge hosted on Rough Trade’s forum, The Workshop. The prompts come in two forms — a word challenge (the theme) and a single character challenge. I post my responses to the prompts on the forum first and eventually they’ll make it to my website. Each is a stand alone piece with no potential for expansion.
These short works are NOT prompts! These are my responses to the forum prompts. No, you cannot use them as prompts. No you cannot continue my short work with a longer work or write a sequel. For fuck’s sake.