Hello, fellow Hawaii 5-0 fans! I'm afraid I have been on a long hiatus thing and in reality, with one week before exams, I kinda still am. So, sincerest apologies, but do expect delays between updates. Came up with this with my best friend on Friday and we were bouncing up and down talking about it. It's not like my usual genre, a bit weird and wacky rather than my usual whump and angst, and this centres mostly around Chin's perspective though Steve and Danno play a big role (obviously). I have been practicing for my English Language exam in a couple of weeks which is why I've used a tonne of language devices and made a special effort on the description so it would be much appreciated if you'd review with some feedback. Now, this is kind of a McDanno fic and at the same time...it isn't...it's complicated but read on and you might start to get it in the next few chapters. This one is romance free for the moment but if you like some fluffy stuff then it's coming up later. Enjoy and please review! Morgan x

Chapter 1

It was a beautiful evening. The Hawaiian sunset that lingered just above the sparkling ocean was idyllic; the gentle roll of the waves making the surface seem to come alive as the light danced and glinted in marvellous colours with every movement. The sky above was breath-taking. Picturesque, fluffy clouds were strewn carelessly across the orange canvas that merged with the subtle pinks and blues that blessed the island's skies and brightened to meet the burning glow of its source. The heat of the sun warmed the skin, like being dipped in a hot bath of golden light; but within the breeze was the sweet caress of the forests, the scent of blooming flowers and earthiness of wizened bark that drifted down from the looming mountains above and blanketed the city, mingling with the saltiness of the ocean spray that crawled from the bay.

Lieutenant Chin Ho Kelly could not ignore nature's awe-inspiring glory as he crouched at the edge of the warehouse block, perspiration on his brow and soaking through his back, the heat trapped by the thick Kevlar covering his torso. A burning desire to turn away and return to his bike swelled in his gut but his every present calm soothed the yearning as his sensible side gently reprimanded himself for losing focus. The 5-0 team had been planning to spend a beautiful evening on the lanai at Steve's house, enjoying a hearty barbecue as a family as they paddled on the beach and laughed together long into the night. However, fate had so predictably intervened and HPD had asked for their assistance in bringing yet another criminal to justice, a group of smugglers whom had been experimenting with a new and dangerous drug that had blown up somewhere in Europe and had since become a rather expensive product.

Grover had politely invited them to the bust when the intel had come in on a new base of operations and Steve, unable to leave a good friend on his own, had offered their assistance as their experience far out-weighed the majority of SWAT's. No one had argued, not even Danny, having been highly aware of the dangers that accompanied the drug but Chin could not help but feel irritated by the prospect of another joyous evening having been ruined. But now, leant against the wall, eyes carefully trained on the entrance point ahead of him; he wished he had voiced a low protest and gotten to spend an evening sipping icy beer, safe and sound, instead of sweaty and full of adrenaline as he awaited Steve's order to enter.

"Everyone in position?"

Steve's voice was as collected as ever, that slight darkness to his tone that he always had whenever he was about to do an op. A number of replies followed, with Chin's own soft acknowledgment being one of the last as his heart began to thud loudly in his chest with anticipation. The pure exhilaration made him sharper, more attuned to his surroundings as he cast a quick glance around the area.

It was an abandoned warehouse area-rather cliché for a criminal hideout, but finding good headquarters was difficult nowadays- which had previously been used as a processing plant for packaged food but had since been moved closer into the city. The buildings themselves were still in relatively good condition given its age, separated into four blocks around a fenced off area, but they bore marks of disrepair and abandonment. The rough brick had been dried by the sun and had crumbled in places, the colours becoming whiter with age, and it scratched the bare skin of Chin's arms and he could feel the friction of his shirt across the surface as the fibres caught of the ruined wall. Weeds ran down the lines of the pavestones under foot, reaching up in ugly clumps toward the sky and stretching wide over the flat, grey stone so that the ground was dotted with dark, green forests.

"On my mark…" Steve breathed for a couple of moments before calling "Go."

Instantly, Chin's pent up energy transferred to his feet and he covered the short distance to the doorway, three officers in heavy SWAT gear following on his heels. The paused either side of the entrance, silently looking between each other before Chin flicked his fingers in means of permission and one stepped forward and his foot collided with the door with a loud crack. Around the compound, Chin caught the bellows of 'HPD' and '5-0' echoing around the thick walls as they crashed into the area. The Hawaiian followed after the first officer into a large empty room, bare of anything short of broken machinery and cobwebs that were heavy with dust.

"Clear." The words left Chin's throat subconsciously as the small group spanned out onto the rooms beyond, each moving to another doorway with ease, footsteps echoing through the cavernous space.

Chin opened the door to the next room, stumbling slightly at the sight before him. It was obviously a storage room with bags of white powder carefully piled high against the walls, labelled and ready for transport. It was a vast quantity of material, one that surprised even Chin despite his experience within the police and 5-0 and the sight vaguely reminded him of looking at bags of compost. He moved closer to investigate, finding the room empty and no sign of where the owners of the stash had disappeared to. Curious as to his colleague's own discoveries, he swiftly exited the room and headed over to the group, who were now lining up to open the last door that was obviously locked. One of the officers took a step back before delivering a powerful kick to the door, making it swing back with a dull bang against the wall behind.

Chin barely had time to register the high pitched beeping before there was a surprised scream, cut off by the roar of an explosion and the resulting shockwave that blasted through one wall and sent Chin tumbling backwards with a heavy grunt. Heat pressed against his face and the room shook with the force of the blow, dust raining from the ceiling above and threatening collapse and Chin struggled to stay conscious as he watched a white cloud descend over him and his world spiralled into darkness.