A year and a half later…

"Steve McGarrett," he introduced himself as he took Chin Ho Kelly's hand.

"I was assigned by Governor Jameson to put up a special task force that will handle priority cases in the island. This is Detective Danny Williams, he has just transferred from Jersey and he will be a part of my task force. I was told I can find you here. You were my father's protégé and I want you to be a part of the task force," said Steve McGarrett.

Chin Ho Kelly gave the unlikely pair a wry smile.

Steve obviously alpha male who took everything seriously, the type who would shoot and ask questions later while the sardonic Danny, obviously, worked by the book.

"I would love to but I've got news for you…I don't have my badge," he replied dispassionately.

Steve simply replied, "I know and I can get it back for you."

Chin eyed him like he was crazy. "Just like that huh… in a snap of a finger. Why would you want to recruit me? I'm an officer in disgrace…" he said the last words in apparent bitterness.

"My father trusted you, always have, and that's good enough for me," replied Steve.

"So… are you in or what, Kelly?" prompted Danny.

"I'm new to this place and the routes of police work in this area…An old timer for a colleague would sure be nice," he encouraged.

For the first time in a year, Chin managed a truly delighted smile as he shook hands with McGarrett and Williams. It will be a new beginning for him. A new division where people trusted him and he vowed to himself that he'd never break that trust.

"Yes, I'm in. Definitely in," he replied.


Kono was riding high on her third wave when she caught a glimpse of a familiar face in a white and blue printed bikini among the people on the seashore. Could it be her? She wondered if her eyes were deceiving her. It had been a while since she'd seen her, she could be mistaken, now if only the waves would start going toward her direction.

As though fate was on her side, she had gotten into a bigger, higher wave that gave her a better view of the woman. She wasn't alone. The man with dark blond hair handed her a toddler in navy blue trunks, holding what seemed like a…was that a rattle. She strained her neck for a better view that she didn't notice the other surfer who cut through her wave, causing her to almost tumble into the ocean.

Normally she would have hit the guy squarely on the face but Malia's presence on the beach disconcerted her. She had gotten a better look and confirmed it was she. She was cuddling the toddler with so much fondness and tenderness, it was unmistakably hers. She couldn't take her eyes off the baby. She wish she could take a better look than just the back of his brown curly hair.

As Kono was about to hit another wave, she heard someone call her name from the opposite side of the beach. She looked up and found Chin waving at her with a big smile on his face. She gulped and hope Chin would not run into Malia and her family. She knew he still loved her and it would break his heart to see her with another.

"Hey Cuz, what's up?" she greeted as she walked towards him.

"These are Steve McGarrett and Danny Williams from the new task force Governor Jameson had put up. We needed another one to complete the team, and I recommended you. What do you say, cuz?" asked Chin.

"Are you serious?" Kono asked in delight.

When she looked from Chin's face to the other 2 guys, she knew they were serious.

She squealed in delight and hugged Chin.

"Oh mygosh, this can't be happening, I have a job in the force even before I graduate and best of all I'll be working with you," she said excitedly.

As she hug Chin, Malia and her baby came into view. She stiffened and hoped Chin would not turn around even though they were a good twenty feet away. She stared…there was something about the baby…

"Kono? Kono? Steve is talking to you," Chin shook her to get her out of her trance.

"I'm sorry. Something just distracted me. What did you say?"

Kono flashed them her winning smile, pushing all thoughts of Malia out of her mind.


Dr. Edgar McPherson dropped Malia and her baby back to her house. He parked the car and helped her bring down the baby carrier, and the baby bag. Malia smiled and thanked him but it was still only a cordial smile. He'd been waiting for ages for things to be much more and he was growing rather impatient.

"Perhaps, I could stay for a drink," he requested but Malia declined.

"I'm sorry, Edgar. I won't be good company. I feel a little tired. Perhaps another time, " she said noncommittally .

"Alright," he waved goodbye as he tried to hide the dismay and the irritation he felt.

Malia dropped the baby at the playpen, and closed the door behind her. She exhaled in relief. She didn't want to encourage Dr. McPherson any further. She had made it more than clear to him that she only saw him as a professional colleague and nothing more but he was persistent to a fault. He would show up at her house without calling, and he would meddle into the affairs of her child. She didn't know how else to keep him at arm's length without being rude.

Chino gurgled and smiled at her from his playpen as though he approved of her dismissing the doctor. He groped his way to a standing position, holding on to the playpen edge as though inviting his mother to pick him up.

"Alright, little man. It's time for supper."

Malia took him and settled him on his high-chair on the dining table. As she fed him with baby food, the baby reached out and touched the framed photo of Chin with his curious little fingers. He loved toying with it as he ate.

"That's daddy, Chino. Da-dy!" she told the baby with a smile.

She never let a day go by without letting her son take a look at his father's photo. Even in pictures, she wanted him to be a part of his life.

Edgar McPherson slammed the door of his car as he entered it. Malia would never love him as long as the baby was there. He was a constant reminder of his father. The doctor picked up his cellphone and dialed as he drove furiously away from Malia's house.

"Hello," came a husky voice.

"Victor, it's me," said the doctor.

"Must be trouble. What's up?" he asked in amused laughter.

"You still sell children across the mainland, don't you?" asked the doctor.

"You need not ask. You know human trafficking is my business," he replied with a wicked glint that's evident even in his voice

"Now what can I do for you, my friend?" asked Victor.

"Not what you can do for me, but what I can give you. I have a baby that you can sell for a higher price. Eurasian features, light brown hair, almond shaped eyes…movie star material."

"And how much would I owe you for it?" asked Victor Hesse.

"Nothing. Just take it away. As far away from Hawaii as possible."