Title: Family Matters
Pairing: Steve centric with hints of McKono (LOTS)
Disclaimer: Not mine except Katerina Vesi and Stan McGarrett
Spoilers: None
A/N: Dunno why or how this idea came to my mind, Steve having a twin brother so...well I hope you like this one!
Sirens broke through the quiet streets of Hawaii. The speeding car flew across the pavement, the driver looking behind him every now and then at cars close on his toes. Sweat dripping down his forehead, knuckles white as he squeezed the steering wheel in his hands.
A police car stood beside him, he watched it, not terrified even for a minute. He had been through this before way too many times and on the streets of NYC so driving around here was a piece of cake. Living here for so many years had its benefits. He moved around the streets, knowing them like the back of his hand.
He ignored the calls, the yells from the police officers beside him. Do they really think he was going to stop? No way! He was having a blast. The adrenaline rush was so palpable in his entire body, he loved this. He loved the rush, the excitement of it all. He could have laughed, malevolent laughter and all, but his seven minutes in heaven were coming to a stop.
He was trapped, totally and completely. Two cars sped before him, sending his car into a halt. He couldn't move back either for a third police car stopped him. There was no way he could easily get out of this one.
He was in a huge amount of trouble.
"Get out of the car!" one of the cops screamed, gun pointing directly at his face. There was cold sweat dripping from the cop's forehead, he could have taken this as an advantage and ran away but there was nowhere he could go. He didn't want to die in a car. "Hands where I can see them!"
"Alright, chill out brah," he answered.
So, ever the obedient man, he steps out. The party was over.
The two cops whispered to each other and looked strangely at him, as if they already knew him. Hesitantly they handcuffed him. It was different than other times, usually they were harsh, pulling at his wrists with no mercy but right now you could even say they were being gentle.
"Sorry for doing this, sir," one of the officers said. Cold handcuffs hitting his wrists. "You're under arrest."
Since when cops were apologizing for arresting him?
Steve was not amused by the huge amount of paperwork surrounding him. This was the last time he left everything behind to go on drinks with the team. How irresponsible and very unlike him. But he did have fun thought, and the aftermath was totally worth it.
'Focus, Steve,' he thought 'you can think about what you did with a certain female cop later.'
The rush outside his office made him snap out of his thoughts. He was certain Danny was yelling at someone, a man, and Kono was asking for explanation for the interruption. He peeked from inside his office, two police officers walked in with a man wearing a suit. He saw the golden badge, his confusion grew.
Walking outside the two officers in questions looked at him with the same amount of confusion he had.
"What's going on?" he asked and the two officers shared a look with the man in suit beside them.
"Commander McGarrett, I need you to come with us to the station," the man in the suit said. The two cops looked stiff, almost scared of being there and both looked down embarrassed. Rookies, maybe, feeling as if they had screwed up with the big boss.
"Why? What's going on?" he asked again, confusion growing inside his head.
"I cannot make comments regarding the matter in hand, sir. I just need you to come with me."
A case. A case involving him. The governor might have sent them but it was too strange; if there were a case he would have called himself, he wouldn't have sent a gorilla to pick him up.
"Detective…"
The three men before him turned around at the sound of a female voice speaking. She walked inside the HQ, a brown manila folder in her hand. Steve recognized her immediately and if he was utterly puzzled before now he was out of his mind.
"I can take it from here," she spoke and the three man look at each other like they did before. Steve felt suddenly out of place, being the first time he had no explanation for whatever was happening in front of him.
"I'm sorry ma'am but I have orders…" the man spoke, she raised her hand to interrupts him.
"I have orders from the governor, which means I'm pretty sure whoever sent you here had no idea what's going on."
The man walked away immediately, taken the two cops along with him. She turned her attention back to Steve, who still frowned baffled.
"It's nice seeing you again Steve," she spoke, smiling at him.
"It's been a long time," he answered.
"Four years."
"That long? Wow."
Someone coughed beside him and then he noticed the whole team had been there to see the weird scene. Danny had made himself noticed and glared at Steve, obviously waiting for an explanation to which he wished had one, but he was as lost as he was. Kono on the other hand, she wasn't too happy at the woman before her especially at the way the two greeted.
"Care to explain what's going on here, Steven?" Danny asked exchanging looks between Steve and the brown haired woman.
"Please allow me," the woman spoke. "My name is Katerina Vesi, I'm a Detective from NY. I'm here to speak with Steve about something concerning him and him only. Not to sound rude or anything."
"Whatever you have to say Kat, you can do it in front of the team." Steve spoke.
"Alright then, we need to take a sit though. It's going to be a long explanation."
He did not like long explanations. He preferred short, carefully elaborated ones. And he did not trust the face she was giving him at all. This meant bad news.
The team moved towards the conference room. Steve took a seat in front, the rest followed him close. He was in desperate need of an explanation, a word or something that told him what she was doing here, because certainly she did not come over to see him.
She sat next to him, the manila folder opened before her. She played nervously with the tip of the page, looking hesitatingly at Steve. Her expression hadn't changed at all and he was afraid that whatever she wanted to tell him was going to change his life a little bit.
"So?" Steve spoke desperately; he didn't do waiting very well.
"You're not gonna like this," Katerina spoke, undecided.
"Figured. I was sure you didn't come here for a visit."
"It's about Stan."
He snapped his head up quickly at the sound of his name. He hadn't heard about him in, what? Four years? Was that long? Yeah. The last time he saw Katrina was the exact same time he had seen him. They stopped talking after that 'incident'; besides he was pretty sure he was still mad at him. He couldn't blame him though, he regretted walking away from him that day.
"What happened?"
"He got in trouble. Big trouble."
"How big?"!
"Titanic big."
He shook his head, touching his forehead at the headache already forming. Then he remembers the exact same reason why they stopped talking was this; him getting into trouble and Steve helping him get out of it. He was tired. He got tired of each time they saw each other was for this.
"What did he do this time?" he was afraid to ask, truth be told.
"Here? He avoided police control," she explained "Back in NYC? He did something not very good"
She pushed the manila folder she was holding towards him. The page opened in front of him basically described everything he had ever done; from drug dealing to car robbery and with painful details.
"This is old," Steve spoke, his eyes still fixed on the paper.
She nodded slowly and pulled an extra manila folder from her bag pack. She did the same as the other one, pushed it towards Steve to which he frowned confused.
"This is not Stan's," he said. The folder read 'Giuseppe Marino' and it contained several pages, handwritten with notes on the side. "Who's this guy, Giuseppe Marino?"
"He's a mob guy," Danny interrupted. "Drug dealer, murderer. You know the drill. Don't understand how he has never caught."
"He has bought half of the station. Most mayors, heads of police departments, judges," Katrina added. "Sadly this is just me saying it. Nobody is willing to take a stand, or be a witness to his crimes. To the rest of the world he's just a good wealthy man."
"What does he has to do with Stan?"
She stared at him for a brief second, knowing what she was about to say would change everything. She felt bad about it already.
"Stan worked for him," she spoke. "I've been tracking him down for over a year, the last time you saw him was nothing. After that he sort of lost track and got caught in the middle of a lot of bad news, most of it because of this guy."
"You said 'worked'. Is he out now?"
She shook her head sadly.
"No, nobody has ever been able to pull out from Giuseppe's business. Not a single soul."
"Meaning?"
"Meaning he's running away from him."
He couldn't believe it. He was at a loss for words. The first time he got in trouble was nothing compared to this, he couldn't help him out this time. He felt himself to blame, he had left him alone and he got lost. He was trying to punish him for making a mistake and he got caught up in something he could not get out off.
"I'm guessing it won't be long enough until Giuseppe finds out he's here," she explained.
"Is that why you're here?" he asked, swallowing the lump forming on the back of his throat. "because you think this guy might be here?"
"Yes," she whispered, looking down. He had the feeling she was not being completely honest with him, but that was something he could take care of later. "I just found Stan in jail, I had no idea he was here."
"I can't believe this…" he whispered, covering his face with his hands. He felt frustrated and angry and desperate.
"Excuse me. Sorry to interrupt this not very happy conversation," Danny spoke. Once again Steve noticed his presence only after a second, he had been so focused on his conversation with Katerina that he forgot his whole team was right here. And they had no idea who Stan was. "But who is this Stan guy you've been talking about?"
Katerina looked at Steve and then to Danny, back and forth. She was utterly confused.
"You haven't told them?" she asked him, he shook his head slowly, a little bit ashamed. "Steve…"
"I know. I should have…" he spoke and turned towards his team. "Stan is my brother."
Six pairs of eyes were staring at him in disbelief. He was embarrassed, keeping something so important from his friends, from Kono seeing as they were growing closer right now.
"You have a brother?" Danny asked him with a high pitched voice. "Did you know about this?" he asked Kono, who shook her head vigorously.
"No, I had no idea," she whispered, feeling a little bit hurt to be honest. She thought they were getting somewhere, talking about everything, at least she had. He had failed to share something as big as this with her.
"I'm sorry guys. I know I should have mentioned Stan before, I just didn't think it was…."
"Important? That it mattered?" Kono interrupted. "Steve this is about your family, we trust each other. You should have told us about him." She wanted to say 'me' but this was not the time to be selfish.
"There's another thing…" Katerina spoke and he sighed heavily.
"Stan is my twin brother," he spoke finally and Danny's eyes were open like two set of plates.
"You have a twin?" his high pitched voice returned. "You mean there are two of them walking around the island?"
He nodded slowly, his eyes set briefly on Kono whose disappointment was written all over her face. He felt terrible, he felt suddenly sick. The information about his brother possibly being in the mop, running away from a guy like Giuseppe taking its toll on him. But most of all he felt sick because he had lied about being honest and this was not the way he wanted to tell her, and the team about Stan.
"Well, the world is coming to an end for sure," Danny spoke lightening the mood. "We've got two McGarrett on our hands now."
TBC
