A/N: It took far too long, I know. Sorry about that. Inspiration is hard now. The show is killing me! but, I hope this will be a reasonable consolation. I'm continuing the tale features the McGarrett household. This one takes place when Enakai is a little older, and John is almost four. Steve and Kono at the heart of it, obviously.
Oh and yeah... total fluff here. Consider yourselves warned.
Please tell me what you think.
Alone Time
"What are you doing?"
"What do you think I'm doing?"
"You're taking your clothes off."
"You're an amazing detective baby, Really. The best on my team" he says as he takes off his shoes, and starts unbuttoning his cargo pants.
"Steve, get dressed. It's not the right time, or the right place for that matter."
"We have time" he whispers hastily, pulling her roughly against him "it will only take a few minutes."
"I remember a time when you used to get insulted when I suggested this kind of time frame..."
"I'm being realistic" he breathes, moving his arms to help her out of her shirt "and besides, I think my ability to estimate time has diminished, as well as the rest of my cognitive functions."
"You're tired, baby" she strokes his hair tenderly, smiling sadly into his face "we both are..."
"Nope" he shakes his head decisively "tiredness has nothing to do with it. It's the lack of sex..." He picks her up swiftly, sits her on the bathroom counter, and kisses her bare chest with a groan. "We haven't done it in ages..." he mumbles "it drives me insane."
"I know it does, baby" she moans to his familiar touch "but I don't think my cousin's bathroom is the optimal place for a..."
"Kono, can John drink coffee?" they hear Malia calling from the other side of the door "because he insist he always does, and he drank half of Chin's cup already, and..."
"No way!" they both scream at the same time, as they try to get dressed frantically, and burst out of the bathroom. They are greeted by the laughing Malia, but they ignore her and keep running towards the living room.
"Why did you let him drink it?" she frowns towards her cousin who stands there carrying his baby girl in his arms "now he'll never fall asleep..."
"He told me he drinks coffee all the time."
"Of course he does" Steve groans "whenever we're not looking. How could you think we allow him to drink coffee? he's a small kid, for crying out loud."
"Well, Steve" Chin sounds offended "I didn't think you'll allow him to climb trees, jump off airplanes and surf either, so I guess I was a little bit fuzzy in regard to your limits there!"
He sends a desperate look towards his wife, and picks up his son, who looks very satisfied with this recent achievement "we're not getting any sleep tonight, ha buddy?" he asks rhetorically.
"No" John says nonchalantly.
()()()
It's one in the morning when he wakes up when one of John's feet kicks him straight in the face. He opens his eyes with confusion, and realizes he is lying on the floor in his son's bedroom, with an opened book on his chest. The plan was pure and simple, read the boy a bedtime story, get him to sleep as fast as possible, while Kono feeds the baby and tucks her in, in their room. They really hoped that with a little bit of planning and well orchestrated dinner, showers and nighttime entertainment, they could, eventually, get some alone time, just the two of them. "Oh... Shit" he mumbles, as he takes a look at his wrist watch and sees what time it is. He looks at his son who is lying on the low bed, holding his toy airplane, the same toy which keeps annoying his father to no end, his head is facing the wrong direction, and his tiny leg still pressed into his face.
He gets up slowly, and puts the book back on the shelf. Then, He picks up the sleeping child, gently and turns him over to the right side of the bed. He plants a quick kiss on the boy's hair and tucks him in tenderly, then he makes his way quietly back to the master bedroom, still hoping.
()()()
She's lying flat on her stomach, head buried under the pillow. He glances at the crib beside her, his beautiful girl is sleeping soundly. Even though he's annoyed, and disappointed and more than just a little bit frustrated, he can't help the smile that spreads on his lips when he sees for the hundredth time how she's the spitting image of her mother. He moves quietly, and gets into bed, trying not to wake her up. When he's lying down, she moves automatically against him, searching for his familiar touch. He kisses her head, and sighs with resignation at their, again, unexecuted plans. Fine, whatever. He knew all along, it was a fifty fifty chance.
()()()
"Wake up, baby" she whispers in the morning, nudging him not so gently.
"What?" he wakes up with a startle "what happened?"
"Nothing happened" she rolls her eyes at his usual paranoia, slipping the tank top she's wearing over her head "we have about thirty minutes until Eni wakes up, I've locked the door, I'm ready... come on sailor, get a move on."
He takes a look at the crib, the baby is sleeping, a look at Kono, she's already naked. It's hardly even morning, his brain is still wrapped up in sleep and exhaustion, but a quick look at the bare-chested woman beside him, makes him move in the right direction. he moves quickly, leans on his arm, and pulls Kono under him, kissing her hungrily. They move together, his eyes boring into hers, as he moves his hands all over her with desperate intensity. He hears her breath catches in her throat when he touches her inner thigh, and feels her nails dig into his biceps when her whole body starts to tight in response to him. He smiles encouragingly at her, and she starts to moan quietly, kissing his neck. He can't believe they are actually doing it, at last, because it's a fucking miracle when there's still no sound from the sleeping baby, and his wife just looks at him, smiling, loving, beautiful like the sun and the ocean and the...
"Mommy" there's a small voice from the other side of the door, and the sound of John rattling the door handle "mommy, I can't open the door."
"I swear, he does it on purpose" Steve groans "fuck Kono, it's five in the morning, how can he be up?"
"I have no idea, Steve" she sighs "maybe because he's your son and it's your waking hour, too... Keoni, sweetie" she calls softly "it's still early, why don't you go back to bed for a few more minutes?"
"No" the boy answers seriously "I want to be with you."
She looks at her husband, he looks back at her for a few seconds, then he moves off of her, silently, and drops on his back beside her. She takes a deep breath, and he lies there rubbing his face with the heels of his hands, in complete surrender. She sits on the bed and finds Steve's tee shirt, and puts it on, before she walks to the door and unlocks it. John stands there with his toy airplane in his hand, and looks up at her happily.
She bends down, and hugs him forcefully, kissing his neck, making him laugh with the tickling sensation. "Good morning, sweetie" she whispers.
"Good morning, mommy" he kisses her on her cheek.
"Go say good morning to daddy" she whispers "he's a little bit sad, OK?"
The boy runs to the bed obediently, climbs on it, and climbs on top of his father's tall figure, trying to pull his hands away from his face.
"Good morning Daddy" he shouts, kissing him on his face "why are you sad?"
Steve sends a resentful look towards Kono, before he grabs his eldest son in his arms and lifts him up in the air above him. The child just giggles when he turns him upside-down, his legs dangling in mid air.
"Oh... you know... it's just some men's stuff..." he laughs "I'll tell you when you're older."
"I'm three and... mommy... how old I am?" John cries towards his mother.
"You're three and three quarters, baby" she tells him, picking up the baby who wakes up with all the commotion "remember?"
"I'm big" he cries.
"Yes... you're big" Steve says seriously "your brain is already quite developed. Which means you can actually remember things now, and this is why we can't risk doing it when you're awake anymore, because we're afraid to cause you psychological damage..."
"hu?" John looks at him curiously.
"I know" Steve nods seriously "I don't buy it either..."
()()()
"It's unbelievable, these kids are psychic I tell you. At this point, it's enough for me to only think about it, before they just come up with some devious plan to ruin it."
"Your kids don't have a devious plan to ruin you sex life, Steve. You're being ridiculous" Danny tells him for the umpteenth time.
"Of course they do" he argues "you have to see them. I swear, the minute I get too close to their mother they instantly come up with something for us to do."
"Steve, you're talking crazy..."
"I'm not. It's like a war of attrition with them. Last night for example, I had to finish everything for the governor, so I basically worked until eleven thirty. When I got home, Kono was on the verge of insanity after trying to put them both to sleep, and keep John from feeding the baby to the dog, and get him to the shower in one piece. I found her half dead on the couch, with the baby sleeping on her chest, and when I took her to bed, she woke up and it took us another half hour to make her sleep again. Then, John woke up at one thirty, and demanded juice, a bedtime story and for me to go over his room and look for monsters, which I'm sure he heard about from one of his friends because he actually told me there are no fucking monsters in the world, anyway. The little brat, he waited until I went over the entire room first, before he shared this revelation with me... Then Eni woke up again at three in the morning and it was party time again until three forty five. The both of us were too wound up after that, so we actually tried to have some... you know... quality time... but around four thirty, we were so exhausted we practically fell asleep in the middle. Then, at five forty, John woke up for the final time, and started jumping up and down on his bed, and fell and opened his skull and his cries woke the baby up, and we spent the rest of the morning trying to patch his head up in the shower, and get Eni to calm down..."
"Well, babe, you know the nights... can be rough..."
"The days are worse" he grumbles "we try to have a descent conversation, or I just lean in to kiss her, or touch her hair, and the both of them... it's like they have special sensors to know that I'm getting too close, and they just do everything they can to prevent it."
"Don't be paranoid, Steve..."
"I'm not. It's not paranoia if they really are out to get you. Every time, the kid has a question, or he needs us to get him something from the upper shelf, or he needs us to load a game in the x-box or... I don't know. They even do their best to coordinate their bathroom routine. Whenever Eni needs to be changed, I ask John if he wants to go too, and he always says no. Then, five minutes after the baby is all set, he suddenly needs to go! I swear, I spend half the time with these kids on bathroom duty, there's no way they don't do it on purpose..."
"Steve, there's only two of them, and they're small... It could definitely be worse, I thought Kono wanted six children..."
"She did" he nods gravely "but I'm not worried anymore. I don't even get to kiss her, not to mention... anything more elaborate, at this point. If she wants to have more babies, it will take no less than another immaculate conception, and I don't think she's ready to be the next leader of a new monotheistic religion. She's way too tired for that!"
()()()
When he comes home the next day he finds his entire family on the living room floor. Kai who is slumped tiredly on the floor, is the only one who even notices his appearance. He stands up, slowly, like he does it despite of his better judgment, and comes to stand next to him, wagging his tail politely. The other three are lying on their stomachs, Eni is lying inside a big barricade made of Lego bricks, while Kono and John are building something around her, under John's very explicit, demanding and, quite alarmingly, authoritative instructions.
"What are you guys doing?" he smiles when they all look at him surprised.
"We're building a fortess" John shrieks "to protect Eni."
"A fortess?" he looks unsurely at his wife who smiles at their son.
"A fortress" she explains "to protect her from... what was it, John?"
"From the cutrepulers!" the kid says seriously for the hundredth time "from the big bad cuterpulers."
"The what?" he asks with confusion.
"I have no idea" she shakes her head "I asked a few times, but his explanations were very complicated."
He puts down his gun and his badge, and stands on all fours, above them, kissing them one by one. Then he gets to Kono, and helps her to turn on her back, and he just holds her neck gently, and kisses her tenderly, and longingly, for a few minutes.
"Daddy, you're breaking the fortess" John tries to push him away.
"I'm not" he protests "I just want to play with you guys."
"You want to help us build the fortess?" John cries happily.
"Yeah... sure, buddy" he mumbles, as his lips travel softly on his wife's face "I just... can I play a bit with mommy first?"
The sudden collapse of the wall of blue Lego bricks on his head, suggests that he can't...
()()()
It's seven AM Saturday morning and the four of them are at her parents' door. She tries to argue it's way too early to interrupt them like that, but he takes one look at the toddler next to him who's been wide awake and making a mess for the last two hours, and another at the happy looking baby who seems to be thinking sleeping is for sissies, and a total waste of her precious time, and ignores her.
When her father opens the door, and takes the image of his eldest daughter, and her red rimmed eyed husband, he understands immediately.
"Come in, guys" he laughs, stopping only for a second to take the baby from Kono's arms and kiss John's head as the little boy bursts into the house like a Tsunami "you have a case?"
"Yes" Kono says quickly.
"No" Steve says it at the same time.
"For god's sakes can't you act like a decent person and lie, for once in your life?" she looks at him accusingly.
"He's your father, I can't lie to him" he tries to defend himself.
"You can't lie to anybody. Ever" she hisses furiously "that's one of your biggest flaws."
"You expect me to burst into your parents' home in the weekend, wake them up, and then lie to them about why we're here?" he looks incredulously at her.
"I don't expect you to do it" she says truthfully "but it would have been nice if you at least tried!"
"They have six children" he reminds her "I'm sure they have an idea of how we feel, and about our problem."
"I knew it was a bad idea" she sighs miserably "I asked you, I begged of you, not to include my parents in our sex life."
"We have two children, Kono" he spits angrily at her "I think they already know we're having sex."
"Of course we do" her father says thoughtfully, reminding them suddenly of his presence "we just try not to think about it too much, you know... if we can help it..."
"Well, you don't have to try so hard" she grumbles "we actually don't."
"Yeah" Steve sighs "that's our problem."
()()()
"Of course I have never had this kind of problem" her father tells him when they stand just the two of them in the lanai drinking pineapple juice.
"I don't buy it" Steve shakes his head "Kono was a bit older than two when Kapali was born, and then you had the rest of them, about two years apart from each other."
"You see?" her father smiles "no problem at all. Actually, no problems still..."
"Jeez, man" Steve almost chokes on his juice "I probably shouldn't be hearing this."
"You just need to be more creative" her father laughs at him "divert their attention, and keep them occupied with something else while you're..."
"I don't know. I've tried everything" Steve sighs "maybe your kids were more disciplined than mine..."
"Are you kidding me?" her father looks at him like he's stupid.
"Yeah, you're right. Must be something else..."
"Go home, Steve" he claps him on the back "we'll take care of the little ones for a couple of hours. Go have some... quality time with my daughter."
"Thanks, man" Steve looks at him gratefully "I really appreciate it."
"You should" her father nods seriously when they walk back to the house "I will be spending the next few hours imagining you've actually... I don't know..."
"Went surfing...?"
"I don't know" he looks at him thoughtfully "it doesn't sound as innocent as it should be, now does it?"
()()()
They hardly have time to get out of the car. They run to the door, and she's already pushing his shirt off, and kisses him hungrily, growling like an animal. He lifts her up in the air, and carries her inside.
"Living room floor" she breathes desperately "I don't want to wait anymore."
"Ok" he nods, as he lays her down, and takes off her shirt too "we'll start here, but after that we're using every single room in the house..."
"Every room?" she laughs.
"Every room, every surface, every god damn furniture" he tells her seriously "then, we're going outside, and doing it there, too."
"Fine" she gasps when he leans over to kiss her breasts.
"Fine" he breathes when her legs wrap around him.
There are about two minutes in which their heavy breathing, their moans and the distinct sound of skin touching skin, is the only sound in the big and suddenly empty house. They lie wrapped in each other, immersed in each other's warmth, drugged by the familiar contact and mesmerized by each other's scent. "I love you, baby" she whispers in his ear, making him hold her with such a desperate force "Kono" he looks into her eyes "I..." then the phone rings.
()()()
"No..." she cries, as he looks up at the offending object that is thrown on the sofa above them. "Please, don't..." she begs him "please, if you really love me..."
"Maybe it's the kids...?" he looks at her, his eyes burning blue.
"No..." she almost burst in tears "we both know it's Danny."
"It could be a case" he whispers.
"Steve..."
"You're first case since you came back to work."
"Steve..."
He gets up and walks to the sofa, and looks at the screen "It's Chin" he tells her, handing her the phone "you answer it" he says quietly "You're a kind, loving person, and I might do something we'll all regret."
()()()
He can see her tapping her foot impatiently, as she speaks with the witness on the other side of the lawn. He knows exactly how she feels. When she looks his way, her eyebrow is raised with a question, so he tries to smile encouragingly at her, and let her know he can see that she struggles, and it works, because she smiles back, before she moves her attention back to the crying witness in front of her.
"She's fine" Chin mumbles quietly beside him, his eyes pointed at the tablet he's holding "it's her first case since she's back, but it's Kono, you know."
"Yeah, I know" he says gratefully "she's fine. She's always fine. Now... show me what you found."
()()()
"The victim is Leonard Cain. He is the key note speaker in the conference held here in the conference center. He is the bestselling author of a well known guide books series, and he was supposed to present his new book this morning, at the big opening assembly. He was found here about an hour ago, lying dead in the middle of the golf course. The person who found him is Leonora Kim, one of the security guards. She was doing her daily round, and stumbled on the body. The organizers of the conference are Florence and Donald Baker" Chin scrolls down to another file "I looked at his cell phone records, they were both trying to call him all morning."
"So this golf course is a part of the conference center?"
"Yes. It's part of the Turtle Bay resort, I think Cain must have stayed in the hotel, too."
"What conference are we talking about? who is he?" Steve asks, looking back at the body in the middle of the golf course.
"Oh... this is the funny part." Chin smiles.
"Funny?" Steve looks at him questioningly.
"Very funny, yes." Chin says with all seriousness "I have to admit, I really wish Danny was here when I tell you this."
()()()
"A strong blunt trauma to the occipital region, he died instantly" Max tells them when they all gather around him "the object that killed him had an extraordinary velocity. It enabled a very strong and directed blow, there was no need for extra force or expertise. Basically, anyone could do it."
"Any idea for a potential murder weapon?" Steve asks.
"Yes. But only roughly..." Max says thoughtfully "I would say, it was probably a 4-wood golf club. I wouldn't be surprised if it was the Srixon w302."
"Really?" Danny looks at him strangely "the Srixon w302? I thought you said, roughly..."
"It might have been the Adams RPM, too" Max says honestly.
"Fine" Steve looks suspiciously at Max "did our victim had a 4 wood club in his club's carrier?"
"...No" Max says after examining the content of the bag that is thrown on the grass, next to the body.
"Great" Kono says "so all we have to do is look at all the guests' 4 wood clubs. We'll run a DNA test on them, or even better, the killer will be the one who's missing it altogether..."
"It's not that easy" Danny says nonchalantly "Max, correct me if I'm wrong here, but the 4 wood is not an integral part of the usual clubs collection a player carries, right?"
"No it's not... actually it's very interesting. Did you know that the first golf clubs were made of ebony? only later in the course of the 1800s with the progress in the sport, did the material change to wood. The original tree of which a golf club was made was the persimmon, also called Diospyros, which is a unique botanical family, with long history in the specific climate of the aquatic..."
"OK, fine." Steve raises his hand to try and stop Max's incoherent speech "so the club is not an appropriate route of investigation. Thanks. I got it... Danny, Chin, try to find everything you can about our victim. Kono, we're going to the conference, to see who was the last one to see our victim alive."
"You're taking Kono?" Danny asks incredulously.
"Yes. I'm taking Kono. What's wrong with that?"
"Well... I'm..." he looks at the four of them "it just that... I'm... usually you're ..."
"I'm taking Kono, and we're going to sit in the opening assembly of the conference and then we're going to talk to the organizers" Steve says patiently "believe me, babe. You don't want to go there with me..."
"I don't?" Danny asks when the two of them leave and he stays with Chin.
"Well, no brah..." Chin promises him "you really don't..."
()()()
"There's a big banner at the hotel lobby saying "Welcome to the 3rd convention of spirituality, sexuality, sensuality and erotica."
"You're joking" she says shakily, standing at the entrance, looking wide eyed at the banner.
"I'm serious as a heart attack" he assures her "our victim was supposed to present his new bestselling book here, it's called... ' the beautiful language of sensual love'. It sold millions..."
"Sensual love? what the hell is sensual love?"
"I don't know" he shrugs "maybe it has to do with the senses? a love you can taste, or hear or... I have no idea, babe" he smiles at her "come on, they probably explain it during the lecture."
"The lecture? are we going to listen to the lecture, now?" she looks at him like he's insane.
"Yes, of course" he assures her, pulling her by the hand "why do you think I refused to take Danny?"
()()()
It's not getting any clearer during the lecture. They sit at the back row, listening with the rest of the crowd. They identify the speaker as Mrs. Florence Baker, the same one from Chin's description. She's a middle aged woman, she wears a bright orange robe, and a blue turban hat, and she has big round earrings that reach to her shoulders and move every time she moves her head. She talks about connection, and about listening to the roaring voice of the inner goddess within, and about nourishing the flower of erotic bliss by opening a window to the spiritual depths of every woman. The people beside them all nod in agreement, some of them humming, some of them chanting silently, and breathing deeply with their eyes closed. She looks carefully at Steve, he looks even more confused than she does.
"What does she mean by opening a window?" he asks her quietly.
"I have no idea" she whispers "maybe it's some kind of metaphor."
"Right" he nods.
"Kono..." he whispers again after a few more minutes "do you have some kind of goddess within you? because if you do, I really think I should know about it."
"I'm pretty sure I have no goddess within me, baby" she reassures him "if I did, I would have asked her to do the laundry, instead of just sitting there roaring like a crazy person."
"Right" he agrees "sounds reasonable."
They sit there in silence for a few more minutes, trying to follow the animated lecture. Florence talks about energy, and the feral music that comes from the female's core. She says that each male should try his best to hear it. She says it takes time and patience, but that a man should spend a few hours every day trying to hear his woman's unique frequency.
"A few hours? give me a break" she hears him mumble, and turns towards him, trying not to laugh. To her horror she sees him raising his hand.
"What are you doing?" she hisses frantically.
"I have a question" he says seriously "I want to ask her, how the fuck she expects a normal man to sit and listen to some frequency nobody can actually hear."
"She didn't mean it literally" she whispers "at least, I hope she didn't..."
"She's delirious" he tells her decisively "there's no way a man can do it, especially with two kids and a job..."
"Put your hand down, Steve" she says threateningly "Do it now, or..."
"Or what...?"
"Or you'll have a problem both with me, and my fucking inner goddess!"
()()()
They go to see Florence right at the end of her lecture. They introduce themselves and show her their badges. When they tell her about the death of her key note speaker, she is hardly surprised.
She tells them everything she knows, that Cain arrived at the island yesterday afternoon with his wife, that he called her from his hotel room, to say everything was fine. They went through the main points of his talk for about half an hour, and arranged to meet in the morning. He didn't get there, and she called his room, and his cell phone with no success. When the time went by, she had no other option but to give the talk herself.
They ask her about golf, which she never plays, they talk about threats, and about enemies, but she has nothing to tell them. She never actually met their victim, only talked to him on the phone, so they practically get nowhere with her. They are already on their way to leave, when Steve turns around and asks "was it a metaphor?"
"What was, commander?"
"The inner goddess and the frequency and the flower you need to nourish" he explains "because if it was meant to be taken literally, I think you have unreasonable expectations."
"Really?" she laughs "tell me commander, do you have a partner?"
"A partner? of course I have a partner. I'm in law enforcement, we all have partners."
"I don't think she's asking about Danny, Steve" Kono murmurs.
"Oh" he looks sheepishly at her "right… I got it. I have a wife, actually. Yes."
"Not if you continue with this line of questioning you haven't…" Kono informs him quietly.
"I was wondering about your sex life" Florence smiles at him "are you happy in your sex life?"
"I..." he tries to think about a suitable answer, a bit apprehensive under the furious look he is certain Kono sends him, even though he dare not look "actually, recently, we find it a bit hard to..."
"Sex is work, commander" she tells him seriously "you have to invest in it the same amount of energy and dedication you invest in your job. If you don't plan and make the time, and arrange your priorities correctly, it's the first thing you lose."
"Plan?" he looks at her thoughtfully.
"You're an army man, right?" she smiles at him.
"Navy, actually" he coughs slightly, trying to ignore Kono rolling her eyes.
"Even better" she cries "you're actually used to work with limited resources and within a small unit."
"I certainly am" he nods in agreement.
"He is?" Kono looks at her with resentment. Kill her now, but Steve seems to like this woman, way too much for his own good.
"Make a strategic plan then. Use your usual resources, delegate, divide responsibilities, use backup... you know the drill, better than I do. Believe me commander, If it works in the battlefield, it will work in bed, too."
()()()
He is lucky both their phones ring when they do. He answers Danny hurriedly, happy for the interruption. He has good news. They've found Cain's wife at the hotel room all packed up, ready to leave. They didn't need a lot of effort until she broke down, cried and confessed of everything.
"He was going to divorce her" Danny explains "he had a young girlfriend, which was… much more accommodating to his… eeemmm… demands…"
"You found the murder weapon?"
"In the trash can at the back of the hotel."
"Wow… great… well, let's get it to Charlie and see if it has her finger prints on it… that was actually easier than I would have imagined."
He disconnects the call and turns to his wife. "My mom says Eni is crying, and asked if she can bring her to see us."
"Sure" he nods "can they bring both of them to HQ? we're nearly done."
"I'll tell her" Kono sighs "I'm sorry, baby. I know this is not what we planned for the weekend."
"Don't worry" he smiles "I'm a SEAL, remember? I'll have a new plan, soon."
()()()
When they reach HQ the kids and Kono's parents are already there. They find the baby giggling in Chin's arms, and Danny trying to get John off the smart table, or at least persuade him to climb it without his shoes on. They say the proper thank yous to her paretns as they leave, and then they just left there, looking at their partners silently.
"Danny" he cries "you're in charge!"
"In charge? In charge of what?" Danny asks, holding John by his arms, and swinging him around the room.
"You're my best resource. I'm delegating everything to you. Chin, it's a small baby, it's simple, you have similar one at home, you should be able to take care of her for half an hour, right?"
"What?" Chin looks at his boss "why would I need to? Where are you going? I thought we were all going home…"
"Half an hour" he states dryly "keep them both alive and breathing. Being calm is optional." He grabs Kono's hand and drags her towards the stairs "oh and guys, we're on radio silence for now. I don't care what happens, I don't want to hear a sound!"
He pulls her hurriedly, and pushes her into the supply room.
"Steve?" she looks at him puzzled.
"Radio silence, baby" he reminds her quietly, before locking the door "now…" he whispers, kissing her slowly "about that goddess and her frequency…"