A/N: Friday the 13th, is anyone superstitious about this? I'm not, I just like the sound of it! Anyway, here is my offering for this week, at this rate it will take me years to finish these prompts, but life is getting busy again, so I much do what I can. Enjoy.

Prompts 21 to 30

21. Write a list of 10 favourite doors. Where do they lead?

"I like a good exit just at the right time," Steve said with a laugh at the question.

"I like Jim, Ray, Robby and John, there are four good Doors for you," Chin said with a wink.

Danny and Steve groaned, but laughed, at the terrible pun.

"Oh you're funny Cuz," Kono said with a shake of her head. "Gonna play along Danny?" she asked as the waitress brought over their drinks.

"Ten good doors," Danny said with a shake of his head. "I agree with both Steve and Chin, through Steve's luck runs out when it comes to exits most of the time. I like a good door to slam in someones face when they are being annoying. I like locking the door to my office. I enjoy the sight of my front door on a particularly busy and trying day because it means that it's over." he answered. "And you, Kono?"

"I liked being the one to slam my bedroom door when I was young and full of angst," Kono answered.

"I know that door all too well with a teenage daughter in the house," Danny said with a laugh and a sigh, "I do not like that door and I threaten to take it off it's hinges from time to time just to stop the slamming."

"A good revolving door is fun, even as an adult," Chin offered.

"True, I saw Steve get stuck in one, once," Danny said.

"I was not stuck in the revolving door, I was chasing a perp who got stuck in the revolving door," Steve counted.

"But you got yourself in a vicious cycle of running in a circle after the perp, so yes, you were stuck in the door and it was hilarious!" Danny continued. "It took two men from the hotel and two more officers to jump in and stop the perp from running and pushing the door in an endless cycle, but they had to do it in such a way that would not cause injury as the door had enough momentum behind it to possibly crush someone. I stood back and let them handle it," he finished with a wink as the group laughed at Steve's misfortune.

"Those kinds of doors should be outlawed," Steve huffed.

"That's ten doors," Chin said as he checked them off the list. "Kono it's your turn, pick a new card," he added as the game continued.

"Wait, I have one more door," Danny said to stop the game play and all his friends looked up at him, "an opening kitchen door is quite possibly the best of door because it announces the arrival of food," He added as the waitress brought their appetizers to the table.

"Too true Daniel," Steve laughed.

"That is a very good door," Chin nodded, "but which would you like to take off the list then?"

"The revolving one!" Steve said.

"No that one stays, it's funny," Danny countered and winked, and Kono and Chin agreed with him.

"I think the slamming door can go," Kono offered.

"I agree," Danny nodded and it was seconded by both Chin and Steve.

"All right, next card?" Chin asked and looked to his cousin.

"Name Ten of your least favourite islands," Kono read the card.

"Oh that's easy, Hawaii is already seven islands, we only need three more," Danny said mockingly. "And Alcatraz can be one of them."

"Absolutely not, Hawaii are the best islands, those cannot be on the list!" Kono said with a shake of her head and all the rest of the people at the table agreed with her.

22. Wonder Woman decides to get a haircut. Why?

"Practicality does not a superhero make," Grace said as she turned to her father in the comic book store. "I like movies based on comic books, but these are just ridiculous," she whispered and tossed a book back into the five dollar bin.

"I agree, Grace," Danny whispered back as Steve returned with his nephew Eric. "But some people just love this shit, and I can't understand why."

"Me either," Grace shook her head and buried herself in her phone once more.

"Got some great stuff here," Eric said excitedly. "Come on Grace, there are girl heroes. Get into, I'm sure we can find you something."

"This store is great, I'm glad it opened," Steve added.

"All these female heroes need hair cuts," Grace said by way or a retort.

"Why do you say that?" Eric asked and held up a Wonder Woman comic book. "She's an Amazon, she don't need no man, she's pretty epic!"

"First rule as a girl, do not give your attacker a way to grab onto you," Grace retorted. "All that hair is a hazard, clearly no one took a self defence course."

"That's my girl!" Danny said proudly.

"Comic books aren't about reality or even being realistic, it's about adventure," Eric said.

"It's building a false sense of reality, objectifying women's bodies, and almost all of these plots are recycled from other stories. Nothing new happens, they just change the names, places and the cause and effect, but really it's all bad guy does this, superhero saves the day. You want to read something good pick up a book, without pictures, and read it cover to cover. At least you might learn something, develop a character, or expand your vocabulary. Bam, Crash, boom, are all very primitive, primary words that you learn in the first grade. You're not learning anything from these books, or expanding your mind in any productive way, and really twelve dollars for that?" Grace said as her rant ended.

"Can you tell she's mine?" Danny asked proudly.

"Oh god, can we ever," Steve sighed and moved off to another side of the store followed by Eric.

"Wanna get ice cream?" Danny asked once Steve and Eric had moved away again.

"Yes, like that's even a question," Grace answered. "And quickly, I feel like my IQ is dropping the longer I stay in here and if I see another scantily clad super-heroine my feminism may explode."

"Don't tell your brother, but you're my favourite!" Danny said as he winked and wrapped his arm around his daughter's shoulder. "Let's get outta here."

23. A video posted of a singing child goes viral a year after it was posted. Talent agents begin calling her parents, but the child is now a runaway. What do the parents tell the callers?"

"Exploitation of children is a felony offence," Danny said as he paced by the tall windows in the record producers office.

"We're not exploiting any children," the producer countered. "They are all here legally, with adult permission."

"Oh really?" Danny asked as he spun around. "How about Alison Milo?" He asked.

"She's an adult," the producer answered. "And here of her own will."

"No, she's a run away. Her real name is Stella Augruso and her parents have been trying to find her for months. If we find proof that you've been hiding her from her parents until she's old enough to work for you legally, I will have you up on child abduction charges faster than you can say platinum seller!" Danny threatened.

"You're wrong," The produce said defiantly.

"Except we currently have her in custody on an underage drinking charge, and because of that we ran her fingerprints and found a match with a missing child. We are going to reunite her with her parents and if after a psyche evaluation it turns out she is suffering from some form of Stockholm Syndrome you're going to jail for the rest of your life."

The colour disappeared from the man's face.

"And, because I can see you squirming, and I have reason to believe that this girl is not the only one I'm going to present you with this warrant to search the premises and tell you that you have the right to remain silent..."

"You're arresting me?" The man cried.

"What part of silent don't you understand?" Danny asked as two other officers moved into the office and Steve lead the handcuffed secretary in as well.

"The shear number of underage acts on this man's payroll is disgusting," Steve said as he stopped the secretary from speaking. "She's not even 18." He added and pointed at the girl.

"And she was bragging about the relationship she's been having with her boss?" Danny asked and the girls eyes fell to the floor. "How old are you, dude?" He asked as he spun on the produce now. "I don't even need this warrant, she's a minor, and you're a pedophile. Get him out of here," Danny ordered and the two officers dragged him away.

"How many more children like you are working for that man?" Steve asked the secretary.

"He's in love with me," she protested. "And in less then three months I'll be an adult!"

"Until then, you're a minor, and sweetheart, he's not in love with you," Danny said as he moved to the desk, sat down, and opened the bottom draw to reveal the files on the acts he was producing. "I'm sure he loves you all equally," He added and dropped a pile of files onto the desk top.

"How many of those are underage?" Steve asked as Danny flipped through the files and he could tell that Danny was becoming more and more angry and thoroughly disgusted.

"All of them," Danny said and slammed the file shut. "We gotta talk to some parents, but first that guy needs to be booked into the system and we need a full background on him. I bet you, I mean I'll put money on the fact that we find he's actually a sex offender. I can feel it," He added as he stood and motioned for more officers to take over in the office. "Pack it all up and send it to our crime lab," he ordered and walked out.

"Where are your parents?" Steve asked the young secretary before he followed Danny.

"The mainland," she answered finally prepared to cooperate.

"Are you a runaway?" Steve asked.

"Yes Sir," She answered.

"How did you get out here?" He asked one last question.

"I met Ricky in a club in L.A. I got in with a fake I.D. He brought me here the very next day and set me up as his secretary," She answered.

"And all you had to do was sleep with him?" Steve asked sarcastically.

"It was like Pretty Woman, I was okay with it," she answered.

24. Write a recipe for the world's most expensive cocktail, and give it a name.

"Woah, woah, what do you think you're doing?" Steve cried and practically choked at Danny's order.

"You said order anything, so I'm ordering The Reward. Seems fitting, don't you think? I encourage everyone to do the same," Danny responded.

"That's the most expensive drink I've ever seen," Steve once again voiced his displeasure, he was also paying for this drink order.

"The most expensive in the world, actually," The server countered. "The topping is edible gold leaf, the base mix is made up of 100 year old bourbon and champaign," she added proudly.

"And this party is a reward for saving the governor, so hey, seems fitting to try this one out," Danny added with a wink at his squirming partner. "Besides, you're going to put this in as a business expense!"

"And I'll get in trouble for it," Steve countered.

"Exactly, stop taking advantage of the Governor!" Danny said angrily. "And on second thought I'll have a beer."

25. What did the cat drag in?"

Steve dragged a man, literally, across the bullpen floor.

"What the hell are you doing?" Danny asked as he came out of his office.

"Well look at what the cat dragged in," Kono commented with a laugh as she too joined them.

"Is that Gomez Esparza?" Chin asked. He was the last to enter and to everyone's shock, even the man of the floor, he had a name and Chin was right.

"Just need finger prints to prove it," Steve answered proudly. "And then we can say that we caught one of the most notorious serial killers in the country right now."

"You're supposed to be hiding out in Mexico!" Danny said as he pulled the man to his feet, while Kono and Chin drew their weapons, and Steve un-cuffed the man he'd roughly dragged in.

"If you would please place you hand on the scanner," Steve asked the man before him who looked like he was prepared to make a stupid move and attack someone. "They have orders to shoot you if you move wrong."

"Place your hand on the scanner, or I will force you," Danny added as he pulled a tazer our of one of the cabinets and locked it again. "Or maybe I'll just taze you until you are out cold and place your hand on the scanner that way." He threatened.

"That would be easier," Steve offered.

The man slammed his hand down on the computer table and grumbled to himself.

"Positive ID," Steve said when the scan was finished and the man was cuffed once more. "I'm just going to take him down to the holding cell, would you mind calling Dog for me?" He asked as he turned to Danny.

"Sure, but why?" Danny asked.

"Because the bounty hunter was after the guy too, he was even prepared to go back to Mexico for him, which wasn't a good idea the first time he did it, and then blam, he showed up on our island. It's been like divine intervention and i feel like Dog should know about it."

"He should be the first to know before the press," Chin offered.

"I agree," Danny nodded. "But I have one question, why did you come back here?"

"I never left," the man spat. "I was never back in Mexico."

"Well then you're really stupid as Mexico will not extradite to the USA," Danny said.

"I was on my way," Gomez stated.

"Not fast enough," Steve said and dragged the man out of the office once more.

26. You are a giant. What's on your to-do list today?

Steve slumped into his office chair exhausted. He'd felt like this before and knew how to push through it but this fatigue came from a very different set of circumstances. It was press day in Hawaii and Five-O was a giant in the community, therefore, they'd been inundated all day with reporters coming and going.

The team had hit this day like a case, splitting up into pairs, but mainly people wanted to talk to Steve because as much as Five-O was a team, he was seen as the clear leader in the public eye and that was all thanks to the Governor.

Although he'd delegated much of the work to his colleagues, when it came to the case that they were also trying to get through, Kono and Chin had been ambushed by reporters on their way out to take in a suspect. Danny had kicked the television crew out of the office within minutes of their arrival and set up, and Steve was left to take questions in the main hall, mounted on the stairs, of the Ali'iolani Hale.

By the end of the day, and as the press had finally left, Steve found himself in his office, alone, and an eery silence took over. There was a static in the air, like something was about to happen, but he wasn't sure what it could be and all his body wanted was a few minutes of rest.

Kono and Chin walked in only moments later, looking beaten and broken, and Danny followed with a group of HPD SWAT members in full combat gear.

"What did I miss?" Steve asked as he rushed out of his office.

"Full stand off," Chin answered with a sigh. "And fully covered by the media that's been following us around today."

"Suspect is dead," Kono added with a heavy sigh as she struggled to remove her bulletproof vest.

"What did he do to you?" Steve asked, still in shock, but unscathed.

"He opened fire after a rant that was completely captured on video. We dove for cover behind the news vans, which did not do much to protect us from the onslaught. Danny arrived with SWAT when the Mayday went out and the suspect was killed by police," Kono explained.

"I guess the press got the Five-O story they wanted today," Danny said. "Complete with a giant mess and destroyed equipment."

"Any civilian casualties?" Steve asked.

"No, they ran pretty quick leaving everything behind," Chin answered with a shrug. "They tried to get back to their camera but HPD is holding the scene and all recording devices and vehicles have been withheld pending a further investigation."

"We're going to reconstruct the scene in the HPD hanger and Toast is all ready to go through the equipment for evidence," Danny added.

"And you're going to have to do another press conference to explain why they can't have their cameras and what not," Kono finished.

"They're gathering like an angry hoard with torches and pitchforks as we speak," Danny said and motioned to the office doors where people had started to appear. "SWAT is holding down our offices and have been instructed to turn away all members of the media. Technically it's after 5pm, press day is over." He finished.

"I'll do make a statement and be back to assist momentarily," Steve said with a sigh.

"Don't hurry back, we've got to wait for everything to be brought back, and for the house and the suspects body to be cleared before we can continue with the case," Danny called after him.

"Then get some rest, we'll deal with this tomorrow," Steve said from the office doors.

"Does this count as surviving press day?" Kono asked sarcastically.

"Not really," Steve answered and braced himself before he plunged himself into the hoard of people just outside the office doors.

27. Write a list of the streets in your neighbourhood. Use those to create five character names.

The room was dark as Danny and Steve lead the survivor into a room with a two way mirror. They'd managed to convince her to pull an assailant out of a police line, knowing full well who the suspect was but also because they wanted to give her the closer of knowing that she'd done the right thing by coming forward.

"They can't see you or hear you," Danny said to the nervous woman.

"But they know that we're here," She whispered.

"They know that something is up," Steve added with a nod. "All of them were brought in for different reasons but we are pretty sure the man who assaulted you, and ten other young woman, is in this line up."

"Take you time," Danny said as the line of men were lead into the room by armed officers.

"Third from the left," the woman stated before the men had even stopped moving.

"Forest Cavar, that's our guy," Danny said as he passed the file to Steve.

"Thank you," Steve said as he turned to the young woman. "He will never hurt another soul again."

28. Describe a year from your life in a series of 52 tweets (140 characters each).

"I just don't get it," Danny said with a shake of his head. "Someone needs to take away his twitter," he added and turned off the TV.

"I'm surprised you even know what twitter is Danno," Grace commented without looking up from her phone.

"I know what twitter is, I've had training. You know social media has become an excellent way to collect evidence? Stupid people, with psychotic tendencies, love to post everything these days and it's out there forever, no matter what. No takesies backsies on the internet so be careful what you post Gracey-Loo," Danny warned but he knew he didn't have to.

"Oh I'm well aware, but most of my friends don't have cops for dads so they don't get it at all," Grace said and this time looked up from her phone. "I may live on my phone and I appreciate the convenience of it but I don't broadcast my life like some of them do. Well, except for a lifetime of selfies. They don't know me because of my social media, not after prom at least," she added.

"How quickly they forget," Danny sighed.

"Well it was traumatic but once the counsellors left, everyone went back to their old ways. And that was talking about it online for everyone to see," She added and motioned for him to sit down beside her. "I mean look at this," she said and brought up one of her friends feeds.

Spent prom face down on the floor at gun point #promfails #worstproms #fml

Wish I didn't go to a rich kid school, no hostages if you're poor #firstworldproblems

Police officer stepped on my dress, ruined it! #bootprintreally #whatsthatstain #isthatblood

Counsellors think they know what's going on but really sound super lame #getoveryourself

Five-O caught the guy...#shouldhaveknown #whosepayingfordamages

Grace Williams Dad is Five-O. So she must be a nark #keepyourmouthshutgrace

"Can you believe this?" She asked angrily.

"You want me to get a warrant for this kid's twitter and hold it because they are releasing sensitive information onto the internet about Five-O and an ongoing investigation?" Danny asked with a shrug. "I mean, just putting your name on there is a violation of privacy laws and that hashtag is a thread directed at you. That's enough for any judge."

"Then it will really look like I'm a nark," Grace said with a sigh. "Maybe I should just delete my twitter."

"Well, you could do that, but what you've already posted is out there," Danny said, "and it won't stop them from talking."

"You taking away the twitter for investigation purposes won't stop them either," Grace said. "They'll just switch platforms."

"True, don't let it get under your skin," Danny said. "And if anything, this should tell you who your real friends are."

"True," Grace nodded. "I don't care for this person anyway, and I'm not going to dignify that tweet with a response."

"I might," Danny said as he pulled out his phone, searched the hashtag and commented himself.

"What did you just do?" She asked as she leaned in.

"I run the Five-O twitter because I don't trust the others not to say stupid things, and I'm verified, so this person will know to stop posting slanderous things," Danny answered and turned his phone to his daughter.

You can still break the law in 140 character #slander #research #FiveO

29. Write and e-mail from a 25-year-old man, asking his father for money.

"Everything all right?" Danny asked as he walked into the crime lab to find his nephew banging his head against the countertop. His coworkers were staring.

"Yeah. Sure. Fine. Take this and go away," Eric said angrily and handed Danny the file of evidence he'd uncovered on the case that Five-O was currently neck deep in.

"Cause you seem fine," Danny said sarcastically.

"Don't you have better things to do than come in here and act like you care?" Eric snapped and then apologized immediately. "I'm sorry uncle D."

"What's going on?" Danny asked again.

"Mom emailed to ask me to get money from my father, but that man keeps emailing me for money now that he knows I have a good job," Eric said and practically growled. "I know he's not paying her the child support he owes her for my younger siblings, he's been a deadbeat this whole time, but why she thinks I can do anything about it now, I don't know. I mean, he's always been a mooch. He only talks to me now because she told him I was doing well working for the police department. Every other day I get an email asking me to send him money and I don't respond."

"So don't respond to either and I'll make some calls to some friends back home to have him investigated for reneging on the court ordered child support," Danny offered.

"You'd do that?" Eric asked.

"You're my nephew, she's my sister, and that jerk has done enough damage over the years. I'd rather see him back in jail," Danny answered.

"Thank's Uncle D," Eric said and smiled.

"No problem," Danny said and waved the file, "thanks for this."

30. Write an e-mail from a 65-year-old man, asking his son for money.

"Well we know that's a scam," Danny said with a laugh as he looked at the email from J. McGarrett to his son.

"Yeah," Steve said but Danny could see the smoke coming out of his partner's ears.

"Did your dad even know how emails work?" Danny asked to defuse the situation, but he only it made it worse.

"Of course he did, he wasn't stupid Daniel," Steve snapped. "He was just smart enough to not use the internet because of the situation he was in."

"Well I didn't say that he was but clearly these people are," Danny said and motioned back to the screen. "They don't know who you are, and secondly, they didn't know who your dad was. But if you want, we can put Toast on it and he can trace the email and we can get to the bottom of this scam for money."

"Good idea," Steve huffed, stood from his desk and marched out of his office.