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Chapter Seven

There was a pause at the end of the line. Danny bit at his lip and waited to see what Catherine would do.

'What do you mean missing? Who took him?' She suddenly asked her voice now very alert.

'We think it is a serial killer we have on the islands. I wondered if I gave you some time estimates and a place if you could see any vehicle left that area within that time scale.' Danny hoped that she would help them no matter what her personal feeling was on the matter. For all he knew Steve might not want have anything to do with him romantically after seeing him and Hotch. There was also the way he treated him.

'I can do that. I do care for Steve that was why I was so angry when you called. I thought you did that to gloat. I should have known better. I'm sorry Danny.' Catherine's voice was soft, but the worry could still be heard through it.

'Well, I may not end up with Steve after all this is over. I've made some huge mistakes. I tried to protect my own heart because I believed he was in love with you. Instead, I managed to end up breaking mine and his.' Danny felt that honesty was the best policy.

Catherine chuckled. 'I wouldn't worry about it. Steve is the kind of man, when he falls in love it's going to be forever. He broke up with me without knowing how you felt. I think you'll both work it out, but to do that we have to find him. Give me the info you have and I will see what I can do. I don't think I will get in trouble for this if it is to help Steve and stop a serial killer.'

'Thank you Catherine, I really appreciate this.' Danny told her truthfully.

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Danny ran into Five-0 headquarters. His hand held Mary's tightly. 'I have the boat that took Steve. You could see he was unconscious, there isn't a clear picture of the kidnapper.'

Hotch turned and looked at Danny, and the woman whose hand he held. 'How did you get this information? Who is this?' He nodded towards Mary.

'This is Mary, Steve's sister, and it was really her idea.' Danny turned to look at her. 'Mary, this is Hotch, Penelope, JJ, Reid, Dave, Emily and Derek.'

Mary nodded to each of them in turn, her eyes and stayed a little longer on Hotch. This is the man that Danny had slept with. She smiled at the all the others until she reached Derek. Mary barely managed to stop her draw from dropping. That was a man she would like to get to better, a lot better with fewer people and clothing. Danny's chuckles brought her out of her ogling. Derek grinned cockily at her.

'Danny, how did you find out about the boat?' Chin wanted to know. This was something they could move on; at the moment they had nothing.

'Catherine.' Danny replied quietly.

Kono opened and closed her mouth. 'You called Steve's ex-girlfriend, the woman he dumped for you?'

'Yes Kono I did. I had nothing to lose. Catherine maybe angry with me and Steve, but she doesn't want to see him hurt. She used the military satellites and went back to the warehouse. She looked between the times that Steve and Derek arrived until we came to the scene. The only vehicle was actually a boat, and you can see an image of a man carrying a body over his shoulders.' Danny waved the piece of paper at Chin.

Chin grinned at Danny grabbed it and rushed off to the computer table. Penelope right at his side in case she had any suggestions or her more illegal skills might be needed.

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Danny the rest of Five-0 and the BAU slowly make their way to the boat. It was an older boat, and it had a few distinctive features. They had been lucky that they had found it somewhat quickly. They all knew that it could have been the complete opposite, and the boat might have been hidden away and never found. They slowly made their way through the boat, until they had made sure that no one was aboard.

Danny felt deflated he had hoped that Steve would be here, unhurt. He knew that was a fanciful wish. All he wanted was to get the man he loved back as soon as possible. He then could tell and show Steve how much he cared. Danny only hoped that the SEAL would forgive him. He shook his head; he had to keep his head on the case. He couldn't let his mind wander.

The sudden ring of a cell phone echoed around them. Hotch pulled it out his pocket and answered it. 'Yes, ok, yeah send he details. Thanks Garcia.'

Everyone stared at Hotch until he had put his cell away. 'A man called Michael Simpson owned this boat. He died and left everything to his only son, Trevor Simpson. There's no current address under either of their names. Garcia is looking to see what else she can find out. Let's ask around to see if anyone remembers the father, and knows the son, where he lives, and where he hangs out?'

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They all split off into pairs one Five-0 the other BAU. Chin and Hotch wander over to a small bar where it seemed a lot of the boat owners who docked here would drink. They went over to the woman behind the bar.

'Hi, I'm SSA Aaron Hotchner with the FBI, and this is Chin Ho Kelly, who is with Five-0. We were wondering if we could ask you some questions about Michael and Trevor Simpson.' Hotch watched as the woman shivered, and fear ran across her face at the names of the two men.

'Well, Michael's dead honey, thank god. What do you want to know?' She asked.

'What was the father like Ms…'Hotch asked, he knew that the son's behaviour came from the father. It would help them to build more of a profile on the son, if they found out how he lived. With that profile, it would get them a better chance to catch him, and how to deal with him.

'Sally Miller, I don't like to speak ill of the dead, but I was glad when he kicked the bucket. That man was creepy; he made your skin crawl. Every woman here felt it. If he was around no female was left by herself especially if she was a particular type. You could feel that there was something wrong with him.' Sally's voice faded as she thought about the dead man, and then she shuddered again. 'He was arrogant; felt as if he deserved things, that he was better than anyone else. Michael had no friends. The only person he spent any time with was his son. His son idolised his father, wanted to be just like him.'

'Was he just like his father?' Chin asked listening to her speak, they knew he was. They needed to find him and to get him off the streets as soon as possible. He hoped Steve was ok.

'In some ways I felt as if that boy never stood a chance. Don't get me wrong, there was definitely something wrong with him. He gave out that same vibe as his father.' Sally paused for a moment. 'He wasn't so much into the ladies, he stared at the men. Just like his father he had a particular type.' She laughed for a moment. 'He did have good taste, it wasn't often we got a good-looking man in here.' Sally shushed the men around her, as they all disagreed with her about their own looks. 'Shush up, I'm talking to the gentlemen here, not you losers.' She grinned at them so they knew that she was joking. 'Trevor came in one day with his father. I didn't know the state of his body, but his face. It looked like he'd been used as a punching bag, he also winced whenever he moved, or sat down. Michael spoke loudly about it being a disgrace, and disgusting that it was an illness. He didn't want any son of his looking at men that way again, it was an embarrassment.' Sally paused as she thought for a little bit. 'We didn't see the Trevor in here much after that. Michael still came in and terrified all the women. I was thrilled I wasn't his type. I might never have shown up again. There was always this worry that even though you weren't that it would take one small situation where he would fixate on you. That was when you were in trouble.'

'Did he fixate on a lot of women in here?' Hotch smiled at her encouragingly.

'He did at the start, but as this seemed to be his regular place to drink he stopped uhhhh interacting with the women he was interested in. You could still see it in his eyes though. Whenever he found a woman he liked here he disappeared. I never asked where he went, I didn't want to know.' Sally heard her name being called. 'Is that it, I have to get back to work.'

'Just one more question do you know where they lived?'

'Nope, and I never asked.'

'Thank you for your help. If you think of anything else that might help us, please give me a call.' Hotch handed her his card.

'Will do.' She paused for a moment. 'We were right when we could see there were things wrong with him weren't we? He did some real bad stuff hasn't he?'

'That's what we're trying to find out. Thank you for your time.' Hotch nodded to her, and then him and Chin left the bar. 'The father has obviously killed people we need to find out if we have any women here that have died and have similar features.'

'Wouldn't we have picked up on that just like we did the son?' Chin asked.

'It depends; he might have only killed a couple of times here before he died. If he did, I am betting there where ever they came from are going to be some still open murders.'

'Let's hope we can find out, and get them closed and let the families know.' Chin quickly headed with Hotch to find the others.

Hotch's cell rang again Chin stopped and waited to see what the update was. Every time he prayed it was a call that told them where Steve was. He knew that they were getting closer; he just hoped it wasn't too late.

'Hotch, yeah Garcia, are you sure? Sorry, of course you are. Can you check to see if there are any missing females of that description here? Let me know what you find out.' He turned to look at Chin. 'His taste is slightly different from his sons. They are from St Louis there are 6 deaths that have all the same torture marks, and they were raped. They have DNA, but nothing to test it against. They were blonde, petite, and blue eyed. The killings stopped when he left and came to Hawaii. Garcia is checking to see if there are any cases of missing or dead women with that description after he moved here.'

'Then why are his son's victims dark haired and fit?' Chin wanted to know.

'He looks at what he sees attractive in a man, and applies it to a female.'

Chin's eyes opened wide as he realised something. 'It fits Steve's description almost.'

TBC