Ultimatum

Disclaimer: I do not own Hawaii 5-0. Playing in their world does make me very happy so I hope they don't mind.

Hello, the muse finally got off her behind and started sharing ideas with me. So let's see if we can provide a little whump on our favorite team.

Chapter 1

The sun was just beginning to touch the treetops as Catherine Rollins emerged from a tent. She and Steve had spent the night camping near some trails on the Windward side of the island. Moving away from the tent and facing the filtered light coming from the east, Catherine stretched her arms over her head. Dressed in a white camisole and grey sweatpants, she shivered slightly in the cool morning breeze. Glancing around the clearing and trying to peer into the surrounding jungle, she strained to see what might have awakened her and drawn her away from the comfortable warmth of Steve McGarrett's arms.

Slowly turning in a circle as she scanned the foliage, she was so focused on what might be beyond the clearing that she didn't hear the person quietly moving behind her until a pair of arms slipped around her waist. Her first response was a startled yelp that then became a sigh as the embrace became very familiar and affectionate.

"Damn it Steve, you are taking your life in your hands when you sneak up on me that way," she groaned. She eased her elbow away from his stomach.

"Sure Lieutenant, you knew it was me all along," Steve chuckled. "What are you doing up so early? I'm sure Danny and Gabby won't be here for a while. I missed you when you left." His lips went to her shoulder and travelled towards her neck.

"I thought I heard something out here," she answered as she leaned back against him.

Steve raised his head, instantly on alert and let his eyes travel around their small clearing. He wrapped his arms tighter around her protectively and listened. All he could hear was the sounds of nature greeting the dawn.

"I don't hear anything," he finally said.

"I don't hear anything now either," she admitted. "But something woke me and I could swear I heard someone approaching our site." She turned in his arms and slid her hands up his chest and around his neck. "I couldn't fall back to sleep."

"You can sleep through a hurricane on a ship but one night in the woods and you're spooked?" he laughed and bent his head to kiss her. "Lt. Rollins, I thought you were an outdoors woman."

"I am. I've been camping since I was a little girl and you know it. I was not spooked, just wondering what I heard," she insisted and pushed back from him.

"I can chase those scary sounds away and protect you," Steve promised as he took her face in his hands. He kissed her again, this time more deeply and them with a heated smile, he picked her up in his arms. "I'll make sure nothing bothers you."

Instead of heading to the tent, Steve carried her to a level area of soft earth and lush ferns. Lowering her to the ground, his hands slid under her camisole as he straddled her, grinning. His lips fused to hers as she hugged him and neither of them were aware of three men entering the clearing behind them. The cold muzzle of an AK-47 pressed into the back of his neck made Steve freeze instantly.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your fun Commander McGarrett but we have plans for you and your lovely lady," a voice said from above and behind them.

Catherine tried to peek around Steve but could only see a large, muscled man holding the rifle to Steve's head. The voice had come from somewhere to the left of them.

"Back off your lady Commander and then kneel with your fingers laced behind your head," the voice instructed.

Steve locked eyes with Catherine and saw the concern on her face. He gave her a small nod to reassure her but the gun muzzle poked him sharply in the neck.

"Move Commander, do as you are told. Now…..or the pretty lady is going to be splattered with your blood and her own." Steve could see a pair of boots come into view just beyond Catherine's head. A rifle tip appeared and pressed against her forehead. Steve did as he was instructed and scurried backward on his hands and knees and then knelt with his fingers linked behind his head. He looked up at the heavily tattooed Hawaiian holding the weapon on Catherine.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Steve demanded as he tried to shift to see the spokesman standing out of view. The pressure of the gun that now was placed against his shoulder blades was removed and suddenly rapped him across his left temple. He slumped forward but was quickly pulled upright by a hand grabbing a fistful of his T-shirt. Once he was back in position the muzzle returned to its place in his back.

"Do not move or talk unless I give you permission," the voice commanded coldly. "You will get your answers soon enough and then you will know why I've selected you. Now….Lt. Rollins, please get to your feet."

Catherine glanced at Steve and his gaze told her to do as she was told. When the rifle moved from her forehead, she carefully rose to her feet. The armed man remained behind her and she could feel him press the gun into her lower spine.

"No sudden movements Lieutenant or you will never walk again," a lean Asian man said in unaccented English. The obvious leader of this group was in his late twenties with a stylish haircut and a neatly trimmed mustache. He stood far enough to the left to be out of easy reach, holding a deadly Glock in his hand. "I require you to carry my instructions to 5-0 and HPD. I want you to make sure that Governor Denning knows my demands. You will make sure he gets them."

"I can do that," Catherine agreed readily. "Just what are your demands? I hope you know that 5-0 will not view a kidnapping kindly."

"Cath…." Steve warned.

"Your lady has spunk McGarrett," the leader chuckled. "I would expect that from a naval officer but it would be wiser to keep your opinions to yourself or I may just shoot you instead," he taunted Catherine. "Tell me Lieutenant, would you rather die than be my messenger?"

Catherine shook her head and clenched her fists. Frustration was etched on her face but she tapped that down, knowing that she had to learn more before she could do anything to turn this situation around in their favor. They had to bide their time and hope an opening would present itself. She was confident that she and Steve could handle these characters given the right opportunity.

*H 5-0*

The events that led up to the three men holding Steve and Catherine hostage in the jungle began as a very common story. Marcus Choy had chosen this plan of action to secure the release of his brother Richie from Halawa.

Richie Choy had grown up feeling that he was destined for great things. The fact that he chose to take an illegal route to wealth and power was a minor detail to him. He built his criminal empire on the Big Island, beginning with running a gambling operation that morphed into loan sharking and then a prostitution ring that catered to a very kinky cliental. Business boomed until his girls began to object to his nastier customer's requests and left his stable. Richie decided to import young women who were too inexperienced to leave him but his heavy handed tactics led to his downfall. With four dead girls to his credit, Richie found himself on the wrong end of a 5-0 investigation and in short order he was arrested and tried for murder and numerous other charges. He now resided in Halawa for life.

That should have been the end but Richie had a younger brother who had been in college on the mainland when his brother was arrested. Marcus owed his brother his education and had hoped to repay him by helping run the business. With Richie in prison that left the younger Choy without a job to step into and none of the resources to start up the business without his brother. He intended to get Richie out so they could rebuild their empire.

Knowing that there was no legal recourse to have Richie released, Marcus was faced with engineering a prison break or finding another way to force the Governor to grant Richie a pardon. Having no skills at breaking anyone out of a prison like Halawa, Marcus concentrated on figuring out a way to leverage a release. A press conference that Denning held after a large drug bust, praising the work of the 5-0 task force and the former SEAL who ran it gave Marcus the perfect idea.

He knew that targeting one man, even a trained Navy SEAL was easier than a prison break, and Marcus began to plot. Finding a weak spot was the key to bringing McGarrett under his control and Marcus was very good at planning. After enlisting two of his brother's enforcers who had managed to escape the police, he studied the Commander and after observing the 5-0 leader from afar, he put things in motion. Commander Steve McGarrett was not Superman and he had would be the ticket to Richie's freedom. Gov. Denning would not sacrifice his right hand man.

*H5-0*

Rance Mansfield kept his weapon's muzzle firmly pressed to Steve McGarrett's back as Marcus Choy came over to secure the man's hands behind his back with zip ties. Once he was sure that Steve could not break free, Marcus retreated and motioned for Rance to pull McGarrett to his feet. As Mansfield obeyed, Hiu Amalu nudged Catherin thin the back to remind her to remain still.

"Who are you?" Steve asked impatiently. He was not going to let this man push him around. "What do you want with us?"

"Does the name Richie Choy ring any bells Commander?" Marcus enquired, moving to stand between Steve and Catherine. He kept his gun held ready should either one decide to be stupid.

"Choy?" Steve questioned, searching his memory. It all came back in a flash, the whole sordid case that had wrapped up about eight months ago. Richie Choy belonged in Halawa for life. "Yea, it rings some bells. Your scumbag friend is right where he belongs. He killed four women along with many other illegal actions," Steve said in disgust. "So you are here for revenge, are you?"

Marcus stepped closer and whipped Steve across the face with the Glock's barrel. Mansfield kept his rifle jammed in Steve's back, preventing him from lunging at Choy.

"Richie is my brother and you will be his ticket out of prison," Marcus growled angrily. He grabbed Steve by the T-shirt and waved the gun under his nose. "Denning will release him or you are dead."

End chapter.

So we begin. Thank you for reading. I hope you will stay with me for this new adventure.