All I know is that my mother is in trouble, and I'm left on my own. The last time I saw her she was scared, nervous, and sending me off to Hawaii. All I had was the clothes on my back, my passport, the money she gave me, and an address. She hugged me with tears rolling down her face. Pulling back, her hands held my face as we looked into each others eyes. "Don't come back looking for me, okay. Not until I know it's safe for you to come home." I shook my head, even though all I wanted to do was stay with her. "Go Hallie, I love you." Her lips touched my forehead quickly as she turned away and left. Leaving me to go to Hawaii in search of safety.
As I arrived in Honolulu, I was greeted with a aloha and a lei put around me. My next priority was to get a taxi to 2727 Piikoi Street and figure out how to help my mom. Getting in the taxi I gave the driver the address and we drove off. He attempted to make small talk with me. Asking me if I have ever been to the island. I replied, "No, but my mom was stationed here for a while." "Your mom was in the military?" "The navy." "Well if you're here for a while, you should go visit the harbor. It's a amazing memorial." I started out the car watching the waves coming in. Watching them as the begin to roll and then crest and crash down onto the reef. "Do you know how to surf?" "A little, I haven't gone since my mom and I were in California." "Ahh, well there isn't no better time to get back into the water than here. These waves are great." "Yeah they look like it." We began to drive into a small neighborhood, trees and houses littered the streets. As we pulled up to a house, the driver stopped and said "here we are." I thanked him and handed him money. Getting out of the cab I noticed there was a blue pickup in the driveway. Whoever's house this was, they were most likely home. I walked up to the front door and held up my hand to ring to doorbell. I hesitated, my mind going a million miles a minute. My finger finally pressing down and the button, I sucked a deep breath. I could hear footsteps getting closer and a lock on the door coming undone. The door opened to a man about 6 feet tall and short dark hair. He looked at me and said, "Hi, is there something I can help you with?" "Um, I'm not really sure. I don't even know who you are. But you might know my mom." He gave me a quizzical look. "My name is Hallie Rollins, my moms name is Catherine Rollins." His face went from questioning to utter surprise. "Your Catherine Rollins's daughter?" I nodded my head, "You know my mom?" "Yeah, she's an old friend. Come inside please."
"So, Hallie right?" He asked as we walked into the living room. "Yeah." "My name is Steve McGarrett. I'm an old friend of your moms. We met in the navy, and I am the leader of the Five-0 task force here in Hawaii." I sat and listened closely to him, easing my nerves ever so slowly. "Why are you here Hallie? Where is your mom?" I looked down to the floor. Taking in a deep breath, my eyes started to tear up. "Hallie, is everything okay?" Shaking my head I answered, "No, my mom is in trouble. She dropped me off at the airport. Gave me your address and said that you would keep me safe. She told me not to come back home until she said it was safe." My tears began to roll down my cheek. "Hallie, no, no. Everything is gonna be okay. Were gonna find your mom and help her out. For now, you can stay here with me, I'll keep you safe." "Thanks Mr. McGarrett." "No, please call me Steve. Well, Hallie are you hungry?" "Yeah, actually I am." "Great, I can take you to a little place with some descent food. You like shrimp?" "Sure, sounds great."
We left in his truck and drove down along the beach. "How old are you Hallie?" Steve asked while driving. "I'm 12, my birthday is in October." "Do you have any hobbies?" "Um, well I like baseball and football. Hiking, hunting, and swimming. I like to draw too." "I used to play football in high school, quarterback," Steve mentioned. We pulled up to the beach, people were lined up in front of a food truck. Others were sitting on picnic benches enjoying there food. "This is my friend Kamekona's truck, it's not amazing food, I mean it comes out of a food truck. So don't get your hopes up." I chuckled and he flashed a smile at me. "C'mon I want to introduce you to my friends."
