Hawaii 5-0: On the Street 2
Disclaimer: I don't own anything 5-0 but I do own Leilah.
Author's Note: I really liked my On the Street story and even though the sequel didn't work out like I planned and I never finished it, I wanted to work with the characters again. So, I'm happy to present this new sequel for it, in which Danny, Leilah and the gang have more adventures as a team. I hope you guys enjoy!
I spent a lot of my time being a cop working the streets with the HPD Vice unit but even more time once I transferred to 5-0. The big difference between the two was that with 5-0, I finally had a team that had my back and a chance to do real police work. Now that I was with 5-0 I enjoyed my job and something I hadn't had in five years: a social life. And tonight was all about socializing.
I was swiping a bit of mascara across my lashes, framing my green eyes. My dark red hair was straightened and framed my face. My freckles were more noticeable than usual because I'd been getting more sun working surveillance on 5-0s latest case, which we'd just wrapped up. I stood back and looked over my ensemble: a slinky black dress that feel just above my knees and silver high heels that added only a few inches to my height. Given all my time on the street and my company for the evening, I would have rather not have the high heels but sometimes, a girl has to make sacrifices to get what she wants.
A knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts and a grin spread across my face. I rushed to the door only to remember not to seem too excited for the first date and slowed down, smoothing my dress as I neared the door. A deep calming breath and I opened the door to find my fellow 5-0 officer, Detective Danny Williams, standing there in a crisp white button down shirt, the top button undone and the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His black slacks were perfectly pressed and his blonde hair slicked perfectly back.
His eyes traveled up my body and my cheeks warmed when he met my gaze, "You look lovely tonight. I especially appreciate the high heels."
"Thank you," I looked away coyly and brushed a strand of hair from my face.
"Last time I saw you in heels, you towered over me and warned you about the things those heels do to a man," His voice was slightly husky.
I raised my eyes and grinned as I met him at eye level, "This time I'm just the right height and we'll see about those things I can do to a man."
A huge grin broke out across Danny's face, "I like the sound of that. Ready to go?"
I nodded and reached for my purse on the stand beside the door. Danny held out his arm and I wrapped mine around it as he escorted me down the stairs to the curb where his silver Chevy was parked.
"Wow, you actually got Steve to let you drive your own car," I teased as Danny opened the door for me.
When he was seated in his seat and pulling into traffic, he replied, "You feel comfortable enough on our first date to make cheap shots? I must say, I didn't expect you to be that kind of woman."
"I guess tonight will be full of surprises then," I winked at Danny as we pulled up to the restaurant.
Danny rested his hand on my waist as we followed the host to a quiet table for two. Thirty minutes later, we were enjoying a lovely meal and laughing when the host returned to our table.
"Excuse me, Miss," He politely interrupted. "There is an urgent call for you at the front desk."
"What do you mean an urgent call?" Danny asked. "Who was it?"
The host shook his head, "I don't know, he didn't say."
I crinkled my brow in concern, "I'll be right back, Danny."
Following the host, I excused myself from the table. Once I got to the phone, a familiar voice greeted me, "Sorry to disturb your evening, Leilah."
"What the hell, Steve?" I demanded. "I'm on a date. How did you even know I was here?"
"Kono told me this was the restaurant Danny booked for you guys tonight. When you didn't answer your phone, I had no choice."
"Couldn't it wait until tomorrow?" I asked. "I've been looking forward to this for weeks. We've had to put it off so we could wrap up that Maliki case."
Steve sighed on the other end, "I know, and I'm really sorry I had to interrupt, but this couldn't wait. I need you to meet me at the office. Right now. Please, it's important and you're the only one I can put on this assignment."
I groaned to show my reluctance but agreed. I bit my lip as I returned to the table, dreading telling Danny I had to go. He could tell by the look on my face something was up.
"Is everything ok?" He asked, fearing the worst as I gathered my purse.
"It was Steve," Danny scoffed but I continued. "He needs me to meet him at the office right away. I'm so sorry, Danny."
Danny threw some money on the table and stood, "It's alright. I know how inconvenient the job can be sometimes. I'll drive you over."
I held Danny's hand on the way to the car, annoyed that Steve had interrupted but dancing on the inside now that I got to hold Danny's hand. When we were in the car and on our way to 5-0 HQ, Danny slid a hand across the console to rest on my knee.
"Too bad we didn't get to see too much of what those high heels can do," He teased.
I grinned over at him, "Guess we'll just have to go on another date."
"I am definitely down with that," Danny stated as we pulled up to HQ.
Once inside, we were nearing Steve's office when I caught sight of a man standing in Steve's office. He was an older Hawaiian with greying hair and a stern face. He was dressed casually in a dark polo and shorts but that was typical of Hawaiian dress code no matter what the profession.
I hesitated when I saw the man, causing Danny to turn to me questioningly. "Everything ok?"
I shook my head, "No." Without explaining, I hurried to Steve's office, throwing open the door and making Steve and the man jump. My heart was racing and fists were clenched, "Whatever is going on, whatever he's doing here, I don't want any part of it." I glared at Steve, refusing to acknowledge the other man.
Steve gestured to a chair, "Have a seat, Leilah. Let us explain."
Danny joined us in the office, "What's going on?"
"I don't care what's going on," I put in before Steve could say. "I won't have anything to do with him."
"Who is this guy?" Danny asked, looking ready to pounce on the guy.
"My name is Captain Mike Malia," The man stood, his very presence seeming to fill the room. "I'm the captain of the vice unit for HPD."
