A/N: Hey guys this is my FIRST Hawaii Five-0 fanfiction, so I may have a few things wrong, and minor characters names wrong. But other than that, I think I've got it. Possible ships planned are: Adam/Kono, Steve/Catherine. This story is basically how I see season 4 playing out. Hope you enjoy it and don't forget to R and R :) x.

Mahalo E Ke Akua No Keia La - Thanks be to God for this day.

- 1 year later after season 3 -

-Location: Mauritius-

A gun shot rang in his ears, the face of his brother paled, his mouth open and wide in shock as he felt the heat of the bullet run through him. Adam watched and slumped to the ground the same time Michael did; Michael, his brother, the same brother he was hoping he could help get out of the thug life, the same brother he was trying to make amends with, was now dead. And it's all Adam's fault.

Adam looked down at his blood stained hands, the gun fell to the floor with a clank. He ran them through his hair, heat stung the back of his eyes as water fell down his cheeks.

Michael was still, but soon his eyes pierced open, bulging red eyes, they shot Adam a dirty accusing look. "You did this to me. You killed me. For that bitch." he snapped and Adam cried harder. "She deserves to die,"

Another shot was fired from nowhere, and Adam turned to see Kono, the love of his life, hold her stomach, she removed her hand and blood pooled on to it.

"NO!" Adam screamed.

Kono's eyes fluttered open once she felt Adam wriggling beside her. She turned on the lamp next to her and rubbed her eyes from sleep. She was used to this routine now, he'd been having the dreams since they left Hawaii. Once he jolted up and sat upright, she could see the sweat beading his skin, the wild frantic look in his eyes as his hands desperately searched for hers. Once he found it, he took it, and gently kissed her knuckles.

Kono always gave him a comforting smile, one that didn't quite meet her worried eyes. They'd spoken about Michael's death, yes, but when they did Kono could never convince Adam that the guilt he was feeling was natural, but all in all Michael's death was an accident. It wasn't on purpose, and then she'd thank him, for saving her life, because had Adam not taken that risk, Kono would be dead. And that seemed to ease him, comfort him just a little.

"Another dream?" she asked rubbing his back and kissing his shoulder.

He nodded and wiped a hand over his face. "I don't want to talk about it."

Kono didn't like the thought of him shutting her out, but considering the circumstances she'd leave it alone. "Okay." she said and rested her head on him.

With a sigh Adam moved her off him, he cupped her cheeks and kissed her hungrily. "Do you feel safe?" he asked.

Kono, clearly confused, looked at him. "Of course. We're in the middle of nowhere, a small island, the only place on your travel list where the Yakuza wouldn't think to look because it's too beautiful. Not to mention we've been moving around every two months." she added. It had been exhausting, but they'd touched down in Mauritius a mere two weeks ago, and they still didn't see any Yakuza or possible hired hit men around. They'd survived just over a year, and they embraced every second they had with each other. "Do you?" she asked after a few moments silence.

"I feel paranoid." he answered. "But I know we're okay, I'm not gonna let anything happen to us." he brushed his lips against hers and Kono wrapped her arms around his. She knew that statement was true, yes, but she also knew the Yakuza were going to be a force of nature, it was only going to be so long until they found them, she just hoped Steve and the Five-O team could find them all first.

- Same time. Location - Hawaii-

Back in Hawaii night falls, the sea is still and shows the night sky in a perfect reflection, almost as if you're looking into a mirror. The sky showed calm, and even the streets seemed calm too. Danny was tucked up in bed, Grace by his side after they'd watched a late night movie in bed from Popcorn night. Chin had finished his date with the lovely woman who worked in the prison, they'd been seeing each other for a year, and were celebrating big time. And Steve was with Catherine, their bodies interlinked with each other as they dreamt of other worlds and felt safe.

But that was about to change.

Adam's place, known as the 'mansion' about town was being loosely guarded. The Yakuza that were on Adam's side, the ones that survived, were still there. They patrolled every day and night, making sure none of Adam's stuff were taken.

"Time to swap shifts." One of the guards said to the other and they gave a little fist bump to each other once they swapped.

The guard left, leaving the other one to stand out front, his hand held the gun tightly as he scanned through the dark. A rustle in the trees caught his attention, but he just put it down to the wind. Three more rustles later and he risked leaving his post to have a look. By the time he got there a pair of human eyes stared back at him. He gasped, pulled his trigger on his gun, and took the shot, just as he did the electric gates behind him moved and groaned as they opened. But he hadn't radioed the guy at control panel and given the okay.

When he turned around a man dressed head to toe in black froze, and it was a showdown. Which one would pull their guns trigger first? A shot fired through the darkness and a body dropped to the floor.

When morning arrived the Hawaiian people were none the wiser, they carried on with their normal lives. Chin got up, took a surf, came back and got ready for work. Danny was busy preparing Grace for school and Steve was just coming back from his jog.

Catherine pushed bacon around on the fryer, the smell made her a little nauseous as her stomach grumbled, she was so hungry that she felt sick. It wasn't until after the toast had popped that she looked at the front door, awaiting Steve's arrival. She heard footsteps and thought it was him. A form blocked the light from the small window at the top and Catherine wrinkled her nose. She grabbed a gun from the drawer. She'd been living with Steve for six months, and they'd already established several hiding places for their weapons in case of an emergency. And if this was Steve, he would've walked through the door already.

Tip-toeing towards the door a small white card slipped under, she bent down and picked it up as rapid footsteps left the scene. She flicked the card over, some weird symbol, what looked like a triangle with a circle underneath, was on the upper left hand side of the card, in the middle in black font was 'Give us our target - or else'.

The handle on the door rattled and Catherine quickly stuffed the card in her pocket and her gun in the crook of her back, Steve walked in, sweaty, the vest top he wore clung to his abs and Catherine couldn't help but admire it.

"Hey." she grinned.

He grinned back and leaned in for a kiss. "Hey."

The fryer hissed and she cussed loudly, running over to it to flip the bacon over. "I made breakfast. It's a little crispy but you don't mind that right?"

"Not at all. I'll go grab a shower." he pointed up the stairs, as he reached the top his cell phone buzzed and he answered. "McGarrett." he listens to the words of a frantic receptionist, perplexed, Steve stopped walking and turned, getting ready to head down the stairs again if needed. "Whoa, slow down, slow down, what happened?"

"He just turned up...I-I...he's asking for you!" The receptionist at Five-O explained.

"Who?"

"He says he's a friend of Adam's. A member of the Yakuza." her voice shook and McGarrett sighed as he looked at his feet, he wondered if there would ever be a morning where he could take a jog, have a shower, and then eat breakfast with his girl, all in that order. "Keep him there, call Chin and Danny, tell them to be in the office in ten. I'll be there in five." he clicked his phone off and saw Catherine, staring at him from the bottom of the stairs, a plate of breakfast in her hands.

She's unimpressed, but Steve knows that she understands. Both their jobs were rather demanding. "What's happened?" she asked.

Steve rushed down the stairs to her and took some bacon and toast. "Yakuza turned up at the office. Says he's a friend of Adam's."

Catherine's mouth dropped and she clutched her stomach. "Oh...is it the good side, or the bad side of the Yakuza?"

He kissed her forehead and looked deep into her eyes. "That's what I'm about to find out."