What's up, everyone? I'm new to both the show and this fandom, but this idea popped in to my head and I just had to write about it. Hope you enjoy it, (and as I'm sure is the case with every other person posting on this site) reviews make my day!
- Amelia
Dammit.
Dammit, dammit, dammit.
He should have put a bullet between Wo Fat's eyes when he had the chance to in the restaurant. Yeah, there would have been all the legal crap, and the obvious shock value of blowing the guy's head off in front of many stunned civilians (although Fat probably had people there guarding him or something, so he would probably have a matching wound in no time at all) but all this could have been avoided. There wouldn't have been the case this morning. There wouldn't have been the ambush at the warehouse when they were just checking things out, for Christ's sake. (Wo Fat probably watched a lot of bad cop shows.) There wouldn't have been that crack, that small wisp of gunfire from a sniper rifle, and Kona wouldn't be lying on the ground with a round in her chest, bleeding profusely.
"We should have known," Danny said, his head in his hands. "It was a trap. We were baited."
"Hindsight is twenty twenty," Chin said, and Steve nodded in agreement as much as he could in the moment. He was paralyzed. He was thinking about how the rest of the day would have played out. He would ask her out, just for a drink, nothing complicated, no pressure. It would go where it would go.
But now they were the hospital, just waiting. Twiddling their thumbs while a bunch of guys in white lab coats tried their darndest to save their friend.
"You should probably call... family," Steve said to Chin. It was a remarkably stupid and unsentimental thing to say. But he wasn't feeling particularly eloquent at the moment.
"Already done," Chin said. "They should be arriving en masse in no time at all." And like that, the ER was suddenly filled with his extended family, and immediately Chin had a bunch of relatives to fill in and comfort, so it was just him and Danno.
"I saw him," Steve said. "I saw Wo Fat. I had a chance to end this. I could have saved her."
"Careful brah," Danno said, "I don't think the immunity necessarily applies to actions taken off duty."
"He hurt someone on my team. Our team. I had a chance to stop it and I didn't." And not just anybody, either.
Steve couldn't exactly pinpoint when his attraction to Kona had taken hold. There was a fairly obvious physical attraction right from the start. Even Danny had professed, far away from Chin (and after a few beers, to be fair) that even he had a crush on Kona. But the feelings, the emotional attraction, that came later. She was smart. Capable. Sweet. (At least to those that didn't fall victim to that roundhouse.) She was everything that he could have wanted and dreamed of for... a long time. Yeah, Catherine was fine, but she was halfway across the world, and didn't really provide an shoulder to cry on. Kona was right here, in front of him.
Was.
The governor and a doctor came out from behind the double doors that lead to the operating room. The man in scrubs started shaking his head, the governor started going around and consoling the bereaved family. Steve couldn't process what was going on... Danno had tears in his eyes, he didn't see that side of him often.
And then it hit him, like a ten ton anvil.
Kona Kalakaua was dead.
Heaven isn't supposed to hurt his much, Kono thought as she opened her eyes. But then there were green walls and whirring monitors instead of white lights, and she concluded that she was not, in fact, in heaven. Not dead. Impressive.
She didn't remember much of the ambush. One minute, they were talking to CSU about the dead guy on the floor, the next, there's a full on firefight and she was lying on the floor, blood spilling from her chest and feeling pain like she'd never felt before. Everyone else had cover, they were returning fire, and then everything went black.
Oh god. Were they okay? She'd conveniently passed out before things ended. For all she knew, they were in hospital rooms beside her. Or maybe in the morgue. She shuddered at the thought. But seriously. It was concerning.
She tried to sit up, and was prevented from doing so by about a million nurses. A doctor came in to the room and checked her vital signs.
"Ms. Kalakaua," the doctor said, his voice crisp and pleasant, "how are you feeling?"
"Like hell," she answered. The pain in her shoulder was throbbing.
"Well, you did lose a fair bit of blood. But the bullet didn't sever any crucial nerves or arteries, and after a few weeks of desk duty, you should be okay. Depending on how things go, you may not even need a sling." The doctor smiled, which she found to be quite morbid under the circumstances. "You're lucky. A few inches over and you would be six feet under."
Annoying bastard. He probably thought that there was some entertainment value in this. "I don't know if you would know this, but how is my team? Danny Williams? Chin Ho Kelly? Steve McGarrett?"
"They're fine," the Governor said, walking through the door. "And I'm glad I can say the same for you, Ms. Kalakaua."
"Can I see them?" Kono said anxiously.
The Governor paused and took a deep breath before responding. "As you may or may not know, the crime scene that you guys were looking at today was a trap. It was a setup by Wo Fat to assassinate the team."
Nope. Completely in the dark about that one.
"He was successful in wounding you, but we still have reason to believe he'll target the rest of the team, and might come after you if he knew your whereabouts. So, we're hosting a press conference in about an hour to tell the world a little white lie."
Kono was putting the puzzle pieces together in her head. Oh god. That wasn't good. "So you're going to tell the world that I'm dead? That isn't really a white lie, governor. No disrespect."
"It's only for a few days. We've sealed off this ward, and hopefully we'll get our hands on Wo Fat at the press conference. It's a perfect and public way to get the rest of the team out of the way. After your sojourn at the hospital, you should be all ready to give the team the surprise of their lives."
"This will work?" Kona said, slightly incredulous.
"I just hope they won't ask why they all need to wear kevlar vests to do a simple press conference." The Governor said, a hint of a smile on her lips.
Why does everyone find this whole situation so hilarious? Kono thought, mildly disturbed.
"As I'm sure you've figured out, you're not to contact anyone. No family, and particularly not your team," the Governor said.
Kono sighed, frustrated. "Yes, Governor." They are never going to trust me again after this.
"Get well soon, Ms. Kalakaua," the Governor said, leaving. "We need you back." She turned to the doctor. "Remember, no one in, no one out."
The doctor nodded in agreement.
Good god, this is so messed up.
