Mixed Feelings part 7

Authors note: Hey guys! How are you doing? Did you like the last chapter? BTW, the code I mentioned, you should go re-watch episode 2 from the first season because when Steve saves Kono from the warehouse, he gives her a little sign from upstairs, exactly what I described. Congratulations to the ones who figured it out!

Anyway, in this chapter we will see what Steve and Kono decide to do about their little… situation *cough cough*. Not sure what's really gonna happen after that, but I'll figure it out as I go. PM me if you have any ideas! Also, the deal stands, 9 reviews!

As always, a huge thank you to Badhairdays for her support and of course, if you haven't read her story yet, go read it and then come back to thank me for exposing you to the marvelous story she wrote! She's fantastic!

Chapter 7

It was the almost shy sun light coming in through her blinds that woke her that morning. In her sleep-numbed mind it took her a while to register that something was different. Like… something was strangely off. Oh, that's right; there were a pair of arms encircling her waist.

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OH!

Crap!

Shit!

OH MY GOD!

Ok, calm down, she told herself. But, just a piece of information, it was actually difficult to calm down when a million pictures of the previous night flashed before your eyes, making you feel your cheeks flaming hot. And other parts kind of sore.

She opened her eyes completely and squinted them at the blinds. There still wasn't much sunlight coming in through them, she guessed it wasn't that late either. But it was late enough that they would probably have to get up in an hour or two.

Unexpectedly, the thought alone left her somewhat sad. Apart from her little freak-out, because let's face it, it isn't every day you wake up- she took a look under the sheets- yeah, naked, with Steve McGarret by your side, but apart from that, this had felt so… right. She had no idea if it was because they had both been waiting for this for what felt like decades now or if it was just because there was always this… chemistry, between them, but the thought of him leaving and this never happening again… there was no point in hiding it, it saddened her.

God, how could she have been so stupid? She knew what would happen, she knew the consequences. And still, she didn't stop him. I mean seriously, who the hell would expect her to stop that guy? But, no matter what, she should have, because doing this got her nowhere. She didn't have her job back, her life was still a mess and she would never be able to do it again.

Great. Freaking great.

She tried to gently slip out of his hold (the talk had to come at some point and she really didn't want to do it completely naked), but she felt his arms tightening across her waist. She lifted her head a little so she could look at his face. His eyes were still closed, but she noticed that his breathing had changed. He was probably already awake. She was about to call his name when he spoke up first.

"Just give it a few more minutes."

She sighed sadly. Burying her head in his chest, she closed her eyes and her voice came out a little muffled.

"It will only make it worse." She said, and she knew she was right, but she still didn't make another move to get up. She felt him bury his head in her hair too.

"I know." He replied, but he didn't move to get up either.

And they stayed like that, for what seemed like hours. In silence, neither one wanting to break it off and get back to the real world. They wanted to enjoy the last few moments with each other before it all got lost in one night they would never talk about again.

They were both almost falling asleep again when Steve's phone went off. He groaned irritably and rolled away from Kono, leaning over the bed and grabbing the phone from his pocket, somehow he didn't have the time to take it out the night before, hmmm… wonder what may have caused that.

He took one look at the caller ID and groaned again. Of course, who else would it be?

"Danny." He saluted sarcastically over the phone.

Kono could already get that Danny had started rambling away about Steve always being late and that if he wasn't on his way right now Danny would go to his house and kick his ass off bed. Except he would probably find it empty.

"Danny. Danny. Danny!" Steve yelled over the phone to get his friend to shut up. "Just relax, I'm on my way." He was about to hang up when both him and Kono could hear perfectly fine when Danny finished off with: "Fine fine, I'm just gonna stop by Kono's and then head off to HQ."

They stood momentarily frozen until they jumped off the bed at lightning speed and started to get dressed as fast as they could.

"Shit, shit, shit!" Steve cursed. "Kono throw me my shirt." He asked her.

He caught his t-shirt in one hand while fixing his pants with the other. He took a look at Kono and was surprised to see her already pulling her top on, her legs not even half covered with that excuse for shorts.

They were both dressed in less than two minutes, habits kicking in, and they started searching the room for their stuff.

She turned to face him and handed him his phone and wallet, the later had fell somewhere in the room during their… session, we'll put it at that.

"C'mon Steve you need to go, Danny is gonna be here any second!" she nearly shouted at him. She was ready to stroll out of the room when a hand grabbed her arm and gently pulled her close to him.

He looked at her with sadness written clearly on his face.

"This can't happen again, can it?" he asked, his voice full of disappointment.

Her features softened at his tone and she shot him a small smile that she didn't even realize she was able to form this days.

"No." she whispered. "It can't."

Steve nodded slightly and leaned down a little, brushing his lips softly against hers. It wasn't like any other kiss they had ever had; it wasn't full of raw passion or denied attraction. It was a tender, loving and caring kiss.

It was their goodbye.

He pulled his lips away from hers and brushed a strand of hair away from her beautiful face.

"Bye." He whispered. And just as quickly as he had said it, he was gone, her apartment door closing before she even got a chance to get out of her room.

She sighed heavily and fell on the bed again, collapsing on top of it and rolling on her stomach, her head muffled by the pillow. Before she started trying to process everything that happened that night the doorbell went off.

She cursed silently at Danny; always with the timing.