After Emma placed her right hand on the Bible and swore to uphold the laws of Hawaii, protect the people of the state, preserve the peace, and seek justice in all things, McGarrett officially pronounced her to be a member of 5-0. He slipped a cold, heavy badge into her hand, and her fingers closed around it tightly.

"Congratulations, and welcome to the team," Kono told her, extending her hand to Emma. "Steve has told us so much about what you used to do, and I look forward to getting to know you."

"And I you," Emma told the younger Hawaiian girl, almost smiling. McGarrett noticed that, though she came close to smiling frequently, the sadness never left her eyes. They never brightened; instead, they always stayed a dull, tired ocean blue.

"Steve says he's heard good things about you, and that's good enough for me," Chin greeted Emma, shaking her hand firmly. "It's good to have you onboard."

"Thanks," Emma said, swallowing hard. "I appreciate y'all allowing me to join it so suddenly."

"We're all a bit thrown together," Chin laughed.

"Did I just hear you use the word 'y'all'?" Danny asked Emma. "Boy, you sure can tell where you come from!"

"South Carolina, and proud of it!" Emma declared, squaring her shoulders slightly. "And yes, I did use the word 'y'all'."

"Guys, I'm going to take Emma down to the range," McGarrett announced to the team, putting his hand on her around her back and on her shoulders. "We're going to get her checked out with her Glock."

"Okay. We'll see you guys in a little while," Danny told them. "Have fun in the range."

At the indoor range, McGarrett took the booth next to Emma. He was planning on firing a few dozen rounds, too, but he really wanted to see how she did on the range. Gibbs had sent Emma's file to Steve, and her paperwork showed that she was an excellent shot. Still, he wanted to see it for himself.

"I should warn you that I haven't fired a weapon in several months," Emma told him, putting a fresh clip into her handgun. "I'm liable to be very rusty."

"Oh, it's all right," Steve assured her. "Don't worry about it. Just shoot the best you can."

When the buzzer sounded in the firing range, signaling that all the shooters could open fire, Emma hesitated for a moment. But, after waiting for just two seconds, she began unloading her clip into the paper target twenty yards away from her.

When she finished, she took off her ear protection and put her gun down. Her target came towards her on the automated track.

"Aw, damn," she swore angrily. "I did worse than I thought I would." Her target had only a few kill shots on it.

"You hesitated," McGarrett pointed out gently. "Here, take your stance again."

While the range workers reset the target for Emma, McGarrett instructed her to stand with her feet slightly further apart and to relax her shoulders. She obeyed readily, taking a deep breath and throwing her shoulders back slightly.

"When the buzzer sounds, don't hesitate," he instructed her. "You're in the range right now, so the target won't shoot back."

Emma nodded, swallowing hard. Steve put his hand on her arm when he realized that she was trembling slightly.

"You okay?" he asked her.

"The last person I shot with this gun was the man who killed my partner," she explained quietly. "After Matt was killed, we went to intercept the man that he and I had been working to expose. When he recognized me, he went to draw his weapon, but I killed him first."

"Listen, Emma, maybe I pushed you too hard. If you're not ready for this..."

"No." She shook her head adamantly. "I'll be fine, Steve. Please, let me do this. I have to do this. I need to do this. For Matt."

McGarrett was quiet for a few seconds, and then he nodded. "I understand. Really, I do. Take your stance."

Emma raised her weapon with confidence and aimed at the target in front of her. Steve lifted the headset from where it was resting around her neck and carefully placed them over her ears before putting his own on. When the buzzer sounded, Emma fired without any hesitation.

This time, Emma's target had only two no-kill shots; the rest were exactly where she wanted them to be. Once again, she almost smiled when she saw the flimsy piece of paper.

"Well, I guess it's going to come back to me," she remarked cheerfully. "I just hope you don't put me out in the middle of a firefight in the field right away."

"We'll break you in easy," Steve teased as they turned in their gear and headed back to the office.

"I'd appreciate it."

Unfortunately for Emma, 5-0 received a call a short time later, and the team was called out. Emma rode in the back seat of the Camaro while Danny drove and McGarrett sat in the passenger seat. Kono and Chin Ho were following in an SUV.

"So, what's the story here?" Emma wanted to know. "Where are we going?"

"Kahana Valley State Park," Steve told her, handing his cell phone back to her. "The body of a senator's aide washed up onshore this morning. The governor has assured Senator Makulaua that we'll be handling this case personally."

"A senator's aide?" Emma echoed, looking at the picture of the corpse with absolutely no hesitation. "What's the preliminary cause of death?"

"Two gunshots to the chest," Steve replied, taking his phone back from her, "but we'll have the body shipped back to our morgue for an autopsy."

"What exactly is the Kahana Valley State Park?" Emma asked. "I'm not familiar with Hawaii, yet."

"It's one of the wettest valleys in Hawaii," McGarrett explained. "It's usually pretty rainy and overcast. There are a few beachside campsites, and one of those is where the body showed up."

"It's almost like a field trip, right Emma?" Danny asked the newest member of 5-0.

When Emma was staring down at the body of the senator's aide, she shook her head. "No, Danny, I don't think this is like a field trip. I never saw any dead bodies on my field trips."

Detective Williams chuckled. "Yeah, if Gracie ever tells me that she saw something like this on one of her school trips, I'll be filing charges against her teachers."

"Who's Gracie?" Emma asked him curiously.

"She's my daughter and the reason I moved to Hawaii in the first place," Danny explained. "My ex-wife moved here with her new husband, so I had to follow."

"Ah. I see."

"Guys, let's get to know each other later," Steve suggested. "We've got work to do."