They were at least a hundred people there. The turnout was shocking, I never knew that he had known this many people, in all of the time that I had known Steve McGarret he had never proven himself to be even the slightest bit social. As was expected nearly every single one of them
was crying. Devestated at the loss of a man they probaly didnt know that well, but you didn't really need to know him to mourn him. They all told stories about how Steve had touched their lives in some sort of way, whether it was through his reckless ways or some caring gesture he had
helped each and every one of these people in some sort of way. Minutes after some women I didn't know spoke about how Steve saved not only her life but her infant daughters i rose to make my speech. I climbed up to the podium, taking a deep breath I stared up into the bright sun for
a moment before I began to speak. Preparing myself for the inevetable i opened my mouth,
"Steve was a good friend of mine I didn't know him for long but as many of you know we were partners. He was reckless always charging into situations without a plan, but that's what he did, it's who he was. He would sacrifice anything to keep the people he cared for safe, because of
that I always thought he would go in a blaze of glory doing something that he loved more than anything. I can probably speak for all of us in saying that none of us expected for Steve to go in something as normal as a car accident, especially me I always saw him as more immortal than
human. Nothing could take him down because he was such a hero figure. We all saw him in a different way hero, savior, protector, brother, boyfriend, but most of all he was a loyal friend. We will cherish the few memories we have with him. Thank you"
I walked off the podium pausing for a minute to touch Steve's coffin. Trying to be close to him one last time. I felt tired, defeated, sad, like the world should just end. If Steve could die in a mere car accident what was going to happen to the rest of us mere mortals. He wasn't meant to go
like this, he was supposed to have control of everything. Live for a hundred years and threaten the sanity of everyone he knew, i had expected to die before him considering the number of times he had gotten me shot. I sat back down next to Kono and Chin. Both trying to hold back
tears, we sat together. Our family. Minus the person who kept us together. We were all just trying to get this over with so we go home and mourn in peace and try to ignore reality for a few days.
The rest of the day passed in a blur of apologies and tears. I lost count of everyone I talked to nothing seemed important anymore, the only thing getting me through the day was the promise of my own home. Only there could i try to forget the events of the past few days and the death
of another one of my partners. My bestfriend.
TBC...