ShakespeareIsMyMuse
DISCLAIMER: I, ShakespeareIsMyMuse, do so solemnly swear that I do not own Hawaii Five-0 or any of its affiliates, which includes: any familiar story plots, creation of original characters belonging to the show, cast and crew. Rights, property and ownership belong rightfully and wholly to CBS and its Original Creator: Leonard Freeman (1920-1974), also to reboot creators: Peter M. Lenkov, Alex Kurtzman, and Roberto Orci.
I, ShakespeareIsMyMuse, do however claim ownership of any unrecognizable characters and the formation of plot(s) that follows. Any invention or similarity of any character or plot line that is seen here after represented really or fictitiously, alive or dead, is purely coincidental and unintentional.
*Exhales* I hope that about covers everything. *Cracks Neck* Now, on with the story.
Enjoy.
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The Rules Stand as Thus:
Rule Number One: If you get somebody shot, you DO NOT wait for a special occasion, you apologize right on the spot.
Rule Number Two: If Steve wanted 'to be the shoot first and ask questions later' type of a guy, it was perfectly fine, the only thing Danny requested was that he'd be consulted, so he knew when to duck.
Rule Number Three: A partnership—much like a friendship, a relationship or a marriage—SHOULD NOT be like pulling teeth.
Rule Number Four: Trust, under any circumstance, is earned; it's not automatically granted just because you think you work for the same cause.
Rule Number Five: While you may have the utmost faith in your partner and depend on him for backup (which is fine); two sharp shot men, do not qualify as sufficient force against an militia of semi-automatic toting psychos—you call H.P.D (and on occasion, S.W.A.T) for assistance.
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SUMMARY: "Rule number one, if you get somebody shot, you apologize; you don't wait for a special occasion […]"; but do the same rules apply if you're the shooter? Two of Five-0's finest are about to weigh in.
…Reader Discretion Advised: Semi-Frequent Swearing…
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Rule Number One
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Chapter I: The Call
THE PALACE AT ALIʻIŌLANI HALE
FIVE-0 HEADQUARTERS
1:07 PM
As he strode down the main hallway, his eyes were immediately flicking back and forth between to the two opposing corner offices that began the second hallway inside the large space; the corners of his mouth turned down when he realized that both were dark and empty.
"Kelly, Kalakaua…Grover!" Governor Sam Denning called out to the three individuals sitting in the break-room.
"Sir?" Chin Ho Kelly asked; pushing his take out tray off to one side and standing up.
"Where the hell are McGarrett and Williams…on a lunch date?"
"Possibly, sir," he responded.
The Governor blinked at the response—surprise covering his face, "Come again?"
"You see, sir, due to our last couple of cases their mar…, uh…," Kono had to stop herself. For a second she forgot that the Governor was their boss and not HPD and CSRU* and the like, who all understood the 'rumor mill' and all of the inside jokes pertaining to Steve and Danny's relationship. As for their mandated therapy sessions, they were – occasionally, affectionately— called marriage counseling.
"…sessions with the Doc…" Lou slipped in for her, to which Kono nodded gratefully.
"…were missed, cancelled, or shuffled around…" she told him.
"…like a bad deck of cards," Lou added—why? He didn't know. Perhaps it was unsettled nerves due to the fact that he knew the Governor wasn't his biggest fan; considering he did fire him from HPD for the whole stolen SWAT uniforms, money transfer, Ian Wright debacle.
As the head of the task force and the second in command, Lou often wondered how long it had taken McGarrett to talk Denning into why it was a good idea for him to be part of Five-0; and just how much of Danny's relentless mouth helped seal the deal. The former New Jersey detective may—at times— be a broken record and a incessant round of 'This is the song that never ends…'; but he did have that talent where he managed to create this certain edge to his voice that made just about anything sound like the world's most genius idea.
Denning quirked an eyebrow at him, but said nothing.
"They had a session scheduled for eleven o'clock this morning," Chin said. "They most likely went to lunch afterwards. Is there anything the three of us could help you with, sir?"
Glancing at his watch, Denning noted that it was nearly ten after one. "Hmm, well at least that explains why McGarrett missed our eleven forty five appointment; and also why at noon, Williams didn't show up in his place with an apology about an unavoidable family emergency and having to make a last minute trip to see his Uncle Joe. I trust the man is feeling better?" His tone had done a complete one eighty from rough and gruff to placid and soft-spoken.
Chin and Kono exchanged a quick, subtle—knowing—glance. That the three months Steve had spent running around Japan, Danny—despite knowing very little about where exactly he was and when exactly he was coming back—had spent that same time bending over backwards to keep Denning in the dark. Ensuring that the Task Force ran like a well-oiled machine in keeping the islands and the surrounding waters safe. He also managed to form a very peaceful alliance among HPD, the Coast Guard, HFD*, and the stationed Military personnel across all of the populated Hawaiian Islands to safeguard interagency cooperation with Five-0 –and vice versa—should it ever become necessary. As none were ever too happy to cooperate with the other—each living under the impression that only they knew best— and three out of those five other branches had their reservations about combining forces with one Steve McGarrett due to both known and unknown reputations.
"Yes, sir; he's recently suffered a potential exposure to, uh…something a few months ago, but is feeling one hundred percent now," the Lieutenant assured.
"That's wonderful. Aside from a younger sister, I believe, I know McGarrett doesn't have much family. Of course, I also know that he considers Five-0 to be his family…and whatever the hell type of relationship he and Williams have with one another—which as long as they work it out in counseling and keep their personal life off the clock, I really don't care."
The three members of Five-0 in the room each shared a look with one another; but it was Chin who did the best job at controlling his facial muscles. Kono covered her own smirk behind her hand and a fake cough, while Lou suddenly found the ceiling extremely interesting.
The comical awkwardness of the situation was broken by a ringing cell phone.
"This is Governor Denning," he said into the mouth piece.
Smirk still firmly in place, "Is that the real reason the Governor insists on the two of them going to see that shrink? Because he thinks they really are a couple?" Kono whispered to the two men at the table with her.
"I'm not entirely sure," Chin bit back a soft laugh.
"What I'm entirely sure of is that I would have loved for the guys to have been in the room when he said that. The looks on their faces would have been priceless," Lou chuckled.
"Oh, stop," Kono let out a hushed laughed before playfully whacking Lou on the arm.
"He what?" Denning yelled into the phone in shock.
"Oh no, what did Steve do this time?" Chin asked his co-workers—quietly.
"Knowing Steve…it could be anything," Lou said.
Then the Governor took in and let out a deep breath; he appeared to calm down the more he listened to the person on the other end of the line. "Well, are they both alright?"
The three Five-0 members exchanged another glance amongst themselves.
"Was anybody else hurt?"
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"And the shooter?"
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"Well, thank God for that."
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"Yes, of course I have complete and total confidence in the shooting expertise of all of my task force members," Denning said into the phone—sparing a glance at the three Five-0 members in front of him.
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"Well, they can just blow that out of their asses and I'll be sure to tell them just that."
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Suddenly, the Governor started laughing at whatever was said on the other side of the phone.
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"Well, they can do that, too. Alright, thank you for calling me Captain Makani. I appreciate both the concern and the heads up about IA*. I'll make sure we get out in front of this."
"Makani? He's the HPD Captain over at the two one," Chin whispered.
"Why would he be calling the Governor? And what's this about IA?" Lou wondered. "They never lead to anything good."
"I don't know, but I can't wait to hear what the boss man dragged Danny into this time. He must so happy." Kono laughed quietly.
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"...yes, goodbye." Denning clicked off his phone and sighed, "And to think, I thought that by sending them to therapy I would have avoided calls like this." He sighed again, "But with McGarrett's irritating, overwhelming sense of pride and Williams' short fused, hot temper I'm actually surprised that this is the first call I've gotten; so maybe it's working after all," he said out loud—to himself—before noticing the worried glances from his three awaiting officers.
"Mmhph," Denning mumbled, before turning to face them. "It would appear that Detective Williams has intentionally shot Commander McGarrett. …alright, alright, okay, calm yourselves, the three of you," he said of the looks on their faces and their poised lips ready to rapid fire questions in his direction. "It's not that serious;" he told them as he was met with astounded stares. "…there's nothing to worry about…just a small isolated incident that is over and done with. McGarrett is at Tripler Army Hospital. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go head off Internal Affairs before they want to start sticking their big noses—in my Task Force— where they don't belong and decide they want to try and cart anotherone of my officers off to jail…again," Denning told them as he made his way out the door. "Do I employ anyone on my Task Force who doesn't have a registered mug shot with some branch of global law enforcement?" he asked rhetorically.
They watched the Governor's retreating back for all of five seconds before Lou asked, "Hospital?"
"Hospital," the cousins agreed simultaneously as the three of them booked for the exit.
This was bound to be good.
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…To Be Continued…
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Asterisk Index:
*CSRU: Crime Scene Response (Recovery) Unit— A grouping of highly trained forensic specialists charged with utilizing the scientific method in the gathering/examining of evidence/information about an assigned/located (potential) crime. They are tasked with determining the answers to the 'who', 'what', 'when', 'where', 'how' and organizing the details in a presentational manner to make use of in a court of law.
These groups can work alongside or in conjunction (depending on budget and location) with a specific police department, court house or independently; but most are employed by either country, state, or government run facilities assigned to handle the volume of evidence/information from multiple locales.
*HFD: Honolulu Fire Department – The Fire Department is typically charged with putting out fires, intense life rescue (i.e. massive transport/building accidents) and determining the acts and causations of arson; their duties can extend or limit from there depending on the situation at hand.
Arson experts within the Fire Departments have the potential to work alongside the Arson Investigative Unit or be called as expert witnesses during court cases. Some departments (depending on budget and location) have an Explosives Unit that either handles potential explosives (i.e. various bomb types, fireworks, corrosive chemicals) or works alongside the Bomb Squad. These individuals also have the potential to be called as expert witnesses during court cases.
*IA [IAB]: Internal Affairs/Internal Affairs Bureau — A division of law enforcement which investigates incidents and plausible suspicions of law-breaking and professional misconduct attributed to officers on the force. IAB tends to have a bad rap among law-enforcement agencies and is sometimes referred to by the unpleasant moniker "the rat squad" by other non IAB personnel.
Muse's Notes:
I would like to thank reader 'jlopie' who was the very first one to heavily encourage (and patiently wait for) me to write out the other "Rules" stories after reading "Rule Number Two".
Thank you jlopie.
Plus, she (kindheartedly) understands how stalled I am on writing "Rule Number Three". So much so that she has also decided to change her avatar to a cattle prod in order to 'motivate' me.
…LOL, no I'm just teasing; that was her own personal choice as an avatar.
But here is what I do know; I know that jlopie and I are both in agreement that "Rule Number Three" better be one hell of a story when I'm finally done writing it.
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-It is with a light and open heart, along with a great deal of anticipation that you, my reader, enjoy my work, just as with all my writing, it really means a great deal to me.
-Reviews and/or constructive criticism are not required here, but are always welcome.
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Muse : )