Wānana Pū – Recollect
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hawaii Five-0 or the Characters.
A/N: The story is set somewhere in season 7. I apologize in advance for any mistakes... Please let me know if you see one, so I can correct it and improve my grammar skills. I really enjoyed writing this story, so I hope you'll enjoy it as well while reading it! Love to hear what you think of it! Suggestions are always welcome; you guys read it after all :) Mahalo for your support.
Chapter One
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FRIDAY 6:17 PM ALAKEA ST. - DOWNTOWN HONOLULU.
Steve and Danny were driving on their way back from a just closed murder investigation. Steve pulled over in front of the Central Pacific Bank downtown Honolulu. He made a quick stop at the bank, before both men could enjoy their weekend. Well it was just a matter of time before the phone would ring saying they had a new case, but until then they appreciated the time off.
Steve wanted to make it as quickly as possible, so he jogged towards the ATM. Danny had no reason to stay behind, so he followed Steve up to the bank. Steve inserted his card into the machine as Danny stood behind him with both hands in his pockets, patiently waiting for Steve. Steve folded several bills into his wallet and marched right past Danny, ignoring the fact that he had been waiting there for him.
"Would you mind telling me what just happened?" Danny raised his eyebrows and looked surprised at Steve.
"What happened? You were standing right behind me? A little too close actually." Steve stopped and turned around putting his wallet back into his pocket of his gray pants. He looked confused from the machine back to Danny.
"I got to say, buddy. I didn't even know you had a bank account." Danny walked past Steve as he placed his hand shortly on his shoulder.
"What did you think? That the governor would bring me my salary, every month, in cash?" Steve sounded sarcastic; he stood with open arms and leaned a bit forward.
"It wouldn't be the first time that you didn't tell me something because it is classified." Danny was already at the Camaro, while Steve stood halfway between the car and the bank. He looked with an aneurysm face at Danny. Danny knew the argument just started, so he leaned with his forearms on the roof of the Camaro and looked daring at Steve.
"You, my friend can absolutely argue about everything! So I'm going to ignore what you just said and change the subject." Steve pointed towards Danny as he walked back to the Camaro with his right hand on his holster.
"Why? Because you think you end up paying for my beers tonight if we continue, or what?" Danny teased.
"I thought you said you had plans tonight?" Steve asked confused.
"Yes, I do. I uh, I have to pick up Grace on the other side of the island before she overdoses on alcohol or drugs." Danny rambled as he held up his index finger to let Steve know he was indeed right about him having plans tonight.
"Oh come on, Grace wouldn't do that?" Steve said it with disbelief. He leaned as well with both forearms on the rooftop of the Camaro.
"I sure hope not, but lately I don't know what's going on in that head of her. Maybe I should talk to Will about it." Danny threw his left hand in the air, like he was giving up. He opened the passenger door to get in.
"You do not want to do that," Steve looked with disapproval at his friend. "Danny, you have to trust her. Let her explore the world." Steve opened his door as well. He didn't get in though. He could see the anger and frustration build up inside his partner.
"Trust her? Explore the world?" Danny snapped. "You must be father of the year? Why didn't I ask for advice sooner?" Danny looked at Steve with big eyes. "Oh wait, you don't have any children and if you had them I would've been very concerned!" Danny was arguing with his hands and a furrowed brow. Steve held on to the door with his right hand as he leaned with his left hand on the rooftop. He snorted and rolled his eyes, he should've known better than to say something like that. Not that it stopped Danny; he just continued to rant and share his frustration.
"Explore the world! She can explore the world, within a 50 feet radius around me. Not on the other side of the island with a group of older kids that are wreck less, an endangerment to the society and-and-and a whole bunch of other stuff!" Danny looked pissed off at Steve with narrowed eyes and a still furrowed brow.
"You're being a little over dramatic, as usual, but if you shut up, beers are on me tonight." Steve tried to settle the argument and made another attempt to get into the Camaro.
"You are unbelievable!" Danny raised his voice. "That's bottom line, my friend." Danny also tried to get into the car, but they clearly weren't done shouting over the rooftop.
"What? Because I'm offering to pay for your beers." Steve asked confused. He had no idea what the issue was this time.
"No. Yeah also. You know I have to decline on that generous offer of yours, because like I just told you, I have to pick up my mentally unstable fourteen-year-old on the other side of the island. And if, with the emphasis on if, there comes a night where we can enjoy a couple of beers, I will remind you on that offer. But as I know you, you will pretend this conversation never happened and I have to pay for the both of us. As always." Danny looked furious at Steve and shook his head in disbelieve. He cut off the argument by getting in the car.
"Never mind, you didn't shut up." Steve needed to have the last word. He had accepted to be the one on the receiving end of one of Danny's long-winded explanations, but that didn't mean he wouldn't argue back.
Steve got in the car as well. They slammed their doors at the same time. As both doors closed a loud explosion reverberated through the street. The blast rocked the car violently. It clearly was near by, but they didn't see anything explode.
"What are you looking at me for?" Steve could feel Danny staring at him. He was right. Danny stared with a crooked head and narrowed eyes at him.
"Once again I'm proven right! You're not just a bullet magnet, you are a magnet to danger in general!" Danny exclaimed with a high-pitched voice and buckled up as Steve speeded away, searching for the explosion.
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FRIDAY 6:29 PM MERCHANT ST. - DOWNTOWN HONOLULU.
They didn't have to drive too far. They just went four times around the corner to stumble on complete chaos. People were running down the street. Smoke and dust were coming out of an office building. Concrete and glass covered the street. Steve parked the Camaro abruptly on the middle of the street. They got quickly out of the car. Danny looked around, absorbing what just happened. Steve on the other hand started to jog in the opposite direction from where the people were coming from. He was going inside.
"Whoa, Whoa, hey, Steve!" Danny had to yell to overcome the screaming people who were getting out of the building. He stopped Steve from going in, by pulling him back by his right bicep.
"What?" Steve barked irritated, while he observed the scene instead of paying attention to Danny.
"I thought you said you weren't trying to kill yourself for the past six years? If you run in that building you're committing suicide!" Danny raised his voice, letting Steve know he was completely insane if he would go in. He was still holding on to Steve's arm, because he knew the minute he would let go, Steve would ran inside.
"No, I'm not Danny. There are still people inside, who are in need of our help. Only two windows are blown out, the rest is still intact. The damage is mostly on the second floor. So we'll be fine." Steve pointed to the building. Indeed only two windows were blown out; the rest of the building was still intact. The construction seemed steady.
"Why do you always need to help, huh? Corpses can't help people you know that, right? They're too busy being dead!" Danny rolled with his eyes. Could Steve just act normal for once? He still didn't like to go inside. For all he knew the building could come down any second.
"Could you just shut up for once? I'll go myself, no problem." Steve pulled his arm out of Danny's grip. He knew Danny would come along eventually.
"I hate you. You know I'm not going to let you go in alone," Danny let out an anxious breath, but followed his partner inside.
They entered through the main entrance. People were coming down the stairs. The elevators were shut down. The lobby seemed cleared, so Steve signaled they should go up. They ran upstairs, taking two flights at the time. A few people were still coming down, so they directed them outside. Danny pulled the door to the first floor open.
"You clear the first floor, I'll go up to the second." Steve demanded while he was already going up to the second floor.
"You're an idiot, you know that?" Danny quickly barked, before Steve was out of sight.
"Yeah, I love you too. Call if you need anything or help maybe." Steve reacted sarcastic as he almost reached the top of the stairs. Danny clenched his jaw. He really didn't like this plan, but he had to go with it, there was no turning back. He started to jog through the hallway, searching for people inside the offices. Steve did the same on the second floor. He helped a woman to get to the staircase. Everything else was empty.
The explosion had been at the middle of the hallway. Steve had to climb over pieces of concrete to get to the other offices. He had to make sure that no one was left behind. Smoke seemed to have vanished through the blown out windows. Dust was everywhere though. Wires were coming out of the ceiling, but it didn't seem like a major explosion. The blast hadn't been that big. He carefully made his way to the end of the hallway. Steve checked the last office. It was a big corner office; the desk was standing oblique in the left corner. It reminded Steve a bit of his own office. A man was sitting behind the desk.
"Sir, are you all right? You need to get out of the building." Steve stumbled in and checked on the man. He was definitely breathing, but he seemed in shock.
"You s-should get out of here." The man looked confused at Steve. His face was covered with cuts and blood, probably from all the shattered glass.
"I'm commander Steve McGarrett, Five-0. I'm clearing the building. What's your name?" Steve identified himself as he walked over to the man. He didn't get an answer immediately; two brown eyes stared with complete panic at Steve. Steve guessed the man was in shock. "Sir?"
"Frank. Frank Forbes, This-This is my company, I'm the CEO." The man stammered as he looked around at the damage.
"All right Frank, lets get you out of here." Steve tried to get the man up, so they could make their way to the exit. The moment he offered Frank his hand, he noticed the nasty cut on Frank's leg. Blood was streaming out of it. There was no way Frank would walk out this building by himself. Steve's phone rang several times before he answered. Caller ID showed it was Danny. Steve answered and held his phone with his shoulder to his ear.
"Did you clear the first floor?" Steve tried to get Frank up in the mean time, but Frank was definitely a lot bigger than Steve.
"No, I grabbed us some dinner. Yeah, I cleared the first floor, what about the second floor?" Danny sassed with his Jersey attitude.
Even though Steve could handle a lot, he wasn't able to get Frank downstairs all by himself. "I can use a hand."
"Oh you need help? My help to be exactly?" Steve could hear Danny gloat on the other side of the phone.
"Office next to the west stairwell." Steve disconnected the call. He was clearly not in the mood to argue.
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"Hey? Everything okay?" Danny jogged towards Steve, examining Steve quickly. He had been a bit worried when Steve abruptly had disconnected the call. He seemed fine though. Steve managed to get Frank up and made it almost out of the office. Danny had come to the second floor the same way as Steve did. Only with an almost unconscious man, it wasn't the brightest idea to go back to the east staircase. Luckily there was a second stairwell right in front of the office.
"Yeah, he got injured. His leg is bleeding pretty badly. Lets get him outside," Steve stumbled against the wall trying to hold up Frank. He was glad Danny showed up, because it would be a lot easier to support Frank together. Danny pulled Frank's arm around his neck to help caring the man to the exit.
"There's a-a… s-second bomb." Frank stammered.
"Excuse me? Tell me he didn't say that?" Danny abruptly stopped and looked worried from the man to Steve and back.
Steve noticed Danny's worried look, but he stayed calm and asked for confirmation. "Frank, what do you mean?"
"You n-need to get… to get o-out of here." Frank was about to lose consciousness, so Steve asked quickly before he would pass out. "Where's the second bomb?"
"You got to be kidding me. Have you lost your mind? Where do you think? Come on! Out! Now!" Danny raised his voice and looked with disbelief at Steve. He recognized the specific look on Steve's face.
"No-no-no. I know what you're thinking and no, you are not going to search for the damn bomb! We're getting out!" Danny tried to make an attempt to walk further, but Steve was still looking around and not listening to him at all. "NOW!" Danny demanded. Still Steve didn't move an inch.
"STEVE!" Danny yelled at his partner. He finally got Steve's attention.
"All right! Lets go!" Steve rewrapped Forbes his arm around his neck and continued towards the stairwell. Steve kicked with his right foot the door open to the stairwell. They rushed down to the first floor. Steve stopped abruptly as they're about to go down to the ground floor. The steps were covered with concrete and rubbish was everywhere. There was no way they could go down there.
"Just hold him for a sec." Steve let go of Forbes who was now completely leaning with all his weight on Danny. Steve tried to make his way down stairs, while he kicked and lifted some rubbish and concrete off the steps.
"Do I need to remind you that we might don't have a second? Danny snapped irritated at Steve. He was barely holding the CEO. The man's clearly taller than Danny and slightly overweighed and unconscious from the blood loss.
"Don't panic, I'm clearing a path, okay?" Steve ignored Danny's complained and worked as fast as he could.
"Clearing a path? You know most people would panic; it's a normal response in a situation like this! They would want to get out as soon as possible. No, but you, you are getting turned on in situations like this. You love this. The-the adrenaline rushing through your veins." Danny leaned Frank against the wall. He wasn't able to hold him any longer on his own. He swept the sweat form his forehead with the back of his hand.
"You're not helping, you know that, right?" Steve snapped back towards Danny, looking him in the eye. Steve already cleared the stair and kicked in the door leading towards the lobby, which would eventually lead to the main exit of the building.
"I don't know how you do it?" Danny let out a loud sigh as he placed his arm around Frank. Trying to help him down the stairs on his own, without Steve's help. "After all these years it's sti-" All of a sudden a massive explosion blew both men off their feet. Throwing them around as the building collapsed around them.
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A/N: Thank you for reading. Chapter two will be uploaded within two days! Mahalo!