California:

Sam looks up from his laptop when he overhears Dean hang up the phone.

"So?" He asked his brother.

"So what?"

"So, I know that you were talking to Danny. Everything ok?"

"Yeah, he's fine. Did you know he moved to Hawaii?"

"Hawaii? You're kidding!"

"Nope," Dean replied. "Moved there a couple years after him and Rachel divorced."

"Huh. So what'd he want?"

"He asked for our help with a weird case he's working on. Thinks it might be our type of job."

Sam glanced back to the laptop screen for a second.

"Well, I haven't really found anything online that could be worth checking into. If Danny thinks he found us a job, I say we go for it."

"Okay then. Hawaii it is. Great, I've always wanted to visit Hawaii." Dean mumbles to himself, hoping Sam didn't hear that.

"Why would you want to go to Hawaii?" Hope vanished. "You do know that we have to FLY there, right Dean?"

"What do you mean, we have to fly there?!" Dean shrieks, although if asked later, will vehemently deny to his death that he did not shriek OR scream in any way, shape, or form. Yep, no shrieking for Dean at all.

"Well, Hawaii is an island, you know."

Dean looks at Sam. "Sam, I barely passed geography, what makes you think I knew that?!"

"Okay, okay, my bad. Relax," Sam enjoys the sight of his older brother freaking out so much, he has to fight the smile he feels and schools his face blank instead. Dean would not appreciate him bursting out laughing at all right now.

"Maybe we can sail there instead somehow? I'll check into that. That would be much better, that way maybe we could take the impala?"

Hearing that, Dean calms down a bit. "Yeah okay. I like that idea. We should go with that idea!"

Unfortunately for Dean, that idea did not happen. Dean was not happy.

"Look man," Sam glares at his brother. "You have got to calm down or you're going to pass out! On second thought, keep doing that. It'll make the flight feel a lot shorter to you and maybe I can convince all the people STARING at us that you just feeling asleep. Hopefully we won't get kicked off the plane. Again."

"The first time was not my fault Sam! I'm telling you, that guy was stalking us from the second we walked into the airport!"

"Yeah, because he was an Air Marshal Dean! Part of his job is to notice people that look nervous or agitated. Getting stopped at security because of your knife probably didn't help either."

"I have to have some sort of a weapon Sam. I feel weird without one."

"Yeah? What about the second flight?

"That may have been a little bit my fault. How was I supposed to know that flight attendant was married?"

"Gee, I don't know. I thought the giant flashing WEDDING RING would help you with that!"

"Sirs? Excuse me sirs, I'm going to have to ask you to keep your voices down please. You're disturbing the other passengers. Also, please go ahead and buckle your belts up. We will be taking off in just a minute or so. Thank you," after making sure the Winchesters had buckled up their belts, the flight attendant continued up the aisle to her seat.

Upon hearing this, Dean glanced out the window. To his horror, the plane had coasted away from the buildings and was approaching the runway. He had been so busy arguing with Sam that he hadn't even noticed the plane moving. Gripping the armrests, he glared at Sam, who appeared perfectly fine with his music blasting away in his ears. He felt the plane increase the speed, squeezed his eyes shut, and tried not to scream.

Hawaii

"Are you sure that their plane was supposed to arrive today?"

"Yes Steve I'm sure!"

"Okay, just making sure that you're sure. Because we've been here nearly an hour longer than we thought we were going to be."

Danny glares at Steve, then without warning begins to storm through the airport. It's busy enough that Steve has a tough time keeping Danny in sight, and is relieved when Danny stops abruptly in front of a screen announcing the arrival and departure of various flights.

"See look," Danny shoves his finger toward the screen. "Flight 1805. Their flight. Departing from Las Angeles and arriving in Hawaii. According to the screen, the flight was delayed."

"Yes Danny, I can read too," Danny glares at Steve. "Any idea why it was delayed Danno?"

"Don't call me Danno. Super Steve," Steve grimaces. He hates that nickname! Except, of course, when Grace is using it. He doesn't mind it too much then. "Anyway, I have no idea why it would be delayed. Too bad for Dean though, he hates flying and I'm sure this didn't help at all. He was having a difficult enough time being away from his car in the first place. To add a delay like this, I'm not sure Sam is going to be able to get him out of Hawaii and back to the mainland. Hopefully knowing his car is there will help."

"His car, huh? What kind of car?"

"1969 Chevy Impala."

Steve whistles. "Nice."

"Yeah, Dean loves that car. His dad gave it to him when he was 16, told him it was his to take care of. Their mom died when Sam was just a baby. After that, they moved around so much that car was practically their home. It got wreaked a couple years ago, but Dean managed to restore and repair it."

"Oh yeah? Is Dean a mechanic then?" Steve prods his partner. After the first time that Danny mentioned the brothers to Jones, he seemed to clam up about them. Steve doesn't know a lot about them, in fact other then the stuff Danny just mentioned, all he knows about them is that they're a couple friends of Danny's and that they are brothers. He doesn't even know their last name, for crying out loud. Or what they do.

"No, not a mechanic. Not really. He's good with cars, but everything he knows about them is thanks to his dad and uncle," Danny replies.

"How about Sam? Is he good with cars too?"

"Sam?" Danny laughs. "No, Sam's not at all good with cars. In fact, Sam and Dean don't share a lot of common interests. Dean was teaching him about cars, to help prepare Sam for when he…" Danny unexpectedly stops talking, as if suddenly realizing how much he has said about the brothers. Steve eyes his partner. "For when Dean what?"

Danny shakes his head and looks up at Steve. "Never mind. Forget I said anything at all. Look, they're about to arrive at the gate. Let's go wait for them at the luggage carousel." Without waiting for an answer, Danny starts walking. Steve is left to chase him again. 'At least I know where he's going this time' he thinks to himself.

Arriving at the baggage claim, Steve looks around until he spots his partner and heads toward him. 'See this is why I hate airports; he ranted to himself. 'They're so crowded'. Reaching Danny's side, he notices two men with him. Both are tall with dark brown hair. The older looking one, 'Dean' he reminds himself, is slightly shorter than his brother. Steve smiles slightly. 'Bet Dean hates being shorter then Sam.'

"What are you grinning about Steve?" Danny barks at his partner.

"Nothing," Steve answers quickly. "Just thinking."

Danny eyes him suspiciously for a moment, clearly not believing him. Steve chants 'think innocent, think innocent' over and over in his head and tries not to smile. Finally, after what feels like eternity, Danny stops scrutinizing him and turns toward the brothers. Dean looks like he's about pass out from exhaustion, while Sam seems much more energetic, quietly humming under his breath.

"Hey guys, this is my partner, Commander Steven McGarrett. Steve is also the team leader of the task force. Steve, this is Sam and Dean Winchester." Aha, finally a last name! "Winchester, huh? Like the rifle?"

"Yeah, exactly like that," Sam replies, shaking his hand. Steve eyes Dean and decides that it's a good thing Sam answered, since Dean looks like he might throw up if he opens his mouth.

'Now why does that name ring a bell?' Steve wonders to himself. He nearly has it, when the alarm for the carousel suddenly buzzes and starts to flash, alerting the crowd that baggage is about to be loaded onto the belt. It distracts Steve and the thought slips away. Deciding to let it go for now, Steve moves forward to help with the suitcases.

END Chapter 2