Author's Note: The mistakes in chapter one have been fix. Thank you to all who have reviewed and are helping me make my story better. All questions will be answered; some in this chapter, some in a few chapters, and some at the end. By the way Danny will be referred to as mom at least in the twins mind.

Ohh…I don't own Hawaii five-o. Virginia and Viktor are my own creation as well as any one that isn't part of the series.

Virginia's POV

I stared out the window of the 1974 Mercury Marquis. My father and Jack were sitting in the front. Jack was telling dad about protocols in Hawaii and pointing out places that we would need to know, or at least that's what it appeared to the untrained eye.

The reality however was different. Every place pointed at was a high risk zone. Places we were to avoid. Jack's backward glances at us, his yelling of "feet off the seat" were really him checking behind us to see if we were being followed. Our slumped postured in the back seat weren't meant out of rebellion although it sure looked it. No, we were covering our heads just in case someone tried to shoot at us.

Every movement and conversation was a code. We just had to wait for the right ones to know if we were clear or not. Jack lifted his hand off the steering wheel and reached over for the radio. The moment it started to play Viktor and I relaxed.

All these codes and secret looks were coordinated months before in Jersey. Memories started to flood my mind. These were a few of the memories that I could not put behind me, no matter how much I tried.

We had just moved into our new apartment; our very first. Viktor and I were eight years old at the time. We had been living with grandma and grandpa in their home before that. Now in our new apartment Viktor and I no longer had to share a room with mom. Mom was so happy the day he got the keys to our new home. Aunt Virginia, the one I was named after, had given the apartment to him free of charge. While the apartment was small compared to grandma's house it was still very beautiful. Mom had painted the walls a nice soothing tan. He told us it reminded him of the beach, which in turn reminded him of our dad. There was only one picture of Mom and Dad together. At the time I didn't think it was strange. Mom had tried to explain why dad wasn't around to us the best way he could, not that it cleared anything up for us. Actually that was how he ended up being Mom to us. I remember the first time I saw Jack.

-*-flashback-*-

Jack had arrived at the mainland. He had sneaked his way out of Hawaii losing some of Wo Fat's goons in the airport. Now he just had to make sure that they didn't follow him all the way to his destination.

Jack was very tall in my eyes at the time. Mom had opened the door to see who was knocking. His gun tucked into his pants. However it was made mom angry. I remembered that. He tried to keep the door closed. Not letting whoever was on the other side see me. He kept waving his hand behind his back trying to signal me to hide. But I couldn't. Viktor was in our room with the TV on as loud as it could go. The sound didn't bother me though at that instant like it had a few minutes ago. No, now I was more interested in the person mom was talking to. The figure was hidden in the shadows, but the moment he got closer to the door and the light shown on his eyes, everything stopped. His eyes were the same color as our dad's eyes. To me they were the same eyes that I had seen in that one picture countless times. My eyes connected with his and I could no longer hear the TV in my room or mom's angry tone. I couldn't focus on the man's face only his eyes.

Then all the sound came rushing back in and I took a step forward. I don't remember what happened after that. My mom tells me that I screamed at Jack. That I cried in his arms until I fell asleep but even in sleep I clung to him. Every time mom tried to take me out of Jack's arms I would start screaming again. "Please Daddy, don't go!"

Danny's POV

I opened the door. The person wouldn't stop knocking. I screamed over my shoulder at Viktor to turn down the volume of his TV. I turned towards the door expecting to see an upset neighbor. The first feature that I saw was the eyes of the person, they confused me for a second, but they weren't the ones that I was expecting even if they were so similar. The eyes were an older version of my children's father. This wasn't Steve, I knew that for sure. The eyes weren't quite right. I looked at the rest of the man. This was Jack. Steve had shown me his picture once. Jack and Steve could have been twins. Jack's hair though was a gray blond, nothing compared to the rich chocolate color of his son's. Jack's face was hard; I could see Viktor growing into that expression. Just like that I swore to myself that Viktor would never have that impression on his face. Viktor was my fun loving goof and nothing would change that.

Hope still filled me though even if it had died down a bit with the recognition of the person knocking at my door. I looked over his shoulder but there was no one else. The hope in my heart died. I kept the door slightly ad jarred. Virginia no doubt was behind me trying to see if it was grandma or Aunt Gigi. I sneaked a hand behind me and tried to wave her away. I closed the door a little bit more. Could Steve have sent Jack to take away the kids? Steve had never shown any interest in them before. I had tried to talk to him many times over the years, especially right after I found out I was pregnant but I could never get in touch. All I could due at the time was send him my sonogram picture to his home in Hawaii with a letter to Jack asking him to please tell Steve. When I didn't get a response I took that as my answer on whether he wanted to form a family with me or not.

"Danny Williams?" Jack asked with doubt. Not about who I was but on whether if he should be here, and to tell the truth I doubted his right on being here too.

"Hello Jack" My answer came out firmer than I thought it would.

"I never told Steve." We both knew what he meant. I backed away from the door a little. Shock filled me to my core. Big mistake on my part because that small step back had allowed Jack to step forward and into the light. We both heard the small gasp followed by "DADDY!". Before I could stop her, Virginia ran to the door and manages to squeeze right on by, straight into Jack's arms. I wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. This was supposed to be Steve's moment not Jack's. I had imagined this with Steve never with Jack. Every birthday that the twins had I would hope for that knock but nothing ever came.

"Daddy you came back. Please don't leave. We love you. Viktor and I love you. Please stay, we'll be good. I promise." She cried into Jack's shoulder. I turned away from the sight. My daughter was in so much pain. Pain that could have been avoided if Jack had told Steve about the twins. As I looked up I saw Viktor standing there. His face thoughtful and so much like Steve's. There was no stopping the questions that were sure to come and so with a defeated sigh I turned back around. What I saw had tears springing to my eyes. Jack had his eyes closed as he hugged Virginia to him. It was as if though he was trying to absorb her into him. His lips were turned up into a soft smile and all the harshness left his features. I opened the door the rest of the way startling him. He looked straight at me and knew that it was time to talk.