A/N: Thank you so much for all of the wonderful reviews for the last chapter. I am so sorry this chapter is so late. I fully intended to post it sooner, but it just wasn't coming together like I wanted it to. I had to rewrite it more than once. So hope you will still continue to enjoy. As always all mistakes are mine.
HESSE'S NEW ALLY
"Oh My God!" Kono nearly skidded off the side of the cliff as she ran toward the edge to get a closer look at the overturned truck. Little pebbles and dirt skittered off the cliff under Kono's weight forcing Chin to latch onto the rookie's arms so that she wouldn't fall over the side.
"We have to get down there!" Kono screeched her dark colored eyes wide with fear. From where she stood she could see part of the wreckage. The sight of the overturned vehicle made her stomach flip-flop with fear. To think that her boss had actually been in it when it went over the side of the cliff and had actually survived was surely a miracle in itself.
"Wh-what are we going to do?" she asked her cousin, praying for his infinite wisdom. It was a well known fact that Chin had a solution for just about every situation known to man. This time she hoped it would be no different.
Chin gazed down the side of the cliff contemplating. Aside from waiting for the rescue team to arrive there was only one way down. "There's some rope in the back of my car. We can use it to repel down the side of the cliff."
Kono's head nodded for several seconds before she went running back to Chin's crossover. Several minutes later, Chin had tied one end of the rope to a sturdy tree and the other around Kono's tiny waist. "Don't look down." He told the rookie, "Just use your gloves to help slide slowly down the rope. I'll be giving you slack every couple of feet." He then watched as Kono went haphazardly down the side of the cliff until her feet were flat on the ground. When she was safe, Chin pulled up the slack and tied the rope around his waist before repelling down the mountain. As soon as his feet hit the ground the sound of the rescue team could be heard overhead.
"We're down here!" he shouted before sprinting to the truck.
Kono was on her knees, just millimeters away from Steve's head. Her dark eyes were filled with fear. Steve was literally entangled with the metal of the truck. "Don't move!" She shuttered as the vehicle started to teeter.
The Five-0 commander glared at her as the truck creaked at her presence.
"Kono, get out of here! The truck could start to slide and kill us both!"
"No, we're not leaving you!" the rookie announced bravely as her cousin came into view.
Crouching, Chin kept a slight distance as he inspected the wreckage. Steve was right; the truck was still angled on the side of the cliff, just waiting for the right burst of wind to knock it over. The slightest movement was going to send it and Steve sliding down the remainder of the embankment.
"He's right Cuz, you need to get back."
Kono looked hurt over the fact there was nothing she could do for her beloved boss but did as she was told as they waited an hour and forty-five minutes for the rescue to team to appear. The spot in which Steve was trapped was so steep and so obscured that it made it difficult to bring in their equipment.
"Just hold on Commander. We'll have you out of here just as soon as we can."
Kono and Chin watched with baited breath as the rescue team first worked to secure the truck while they prepared to pull Steve from the wreckage. The Jaws of Life were brought out to alleviate the pressure on Steve's lower limbs and once a sufficient portion of the metal had been cut away the EMTs carefully pulled the SEAL to freedom.
"I need to get to Danny," Steve choked as one of the EMT's fastened a cervical collar into place about his neck. A backboard was then slid under his spine in preparation for the climb up the side of the cliff.
"You need to go the hospital," Kono insisted as another EMT started to probe about Steve's injured shoulder and collarbone making him wince. Though she wouldn't say it aloud but Kono feared that he might have suffered internal injuries that had yet to be discovered.
"I have a friend who works at Hawala," Chin put in offering a compromise; "I'll give him a call and have him check on Danny. I'm pretty sure that he can pull some strings to make sure that Danny isn't placed in the same cell block as Hesse."
An EMT tried to place an oxygen mask over Steve's face only have him block her efforts with the swat of his hand. "Cell blocks don't matter! If Hesse knows he's there he will find a way to get to him! We need to go in there and get Danny out ourselves!"
Hawala
Hesse sat in the common room pretending to watch television. In prison, television was limited. The prisoners were only allowed to watch certain channels, CNN being one of them, along with C-SPAN. Not much of a choice in Hesse's opinion, which is why he opted to lose himself in his own, thought (thoughts of McGarrett to be more specific). There wasn't a day that went by that he didn't think of his arch nemesis and the steps that had been taken to put him here, in hell hole Hawala.
For months McGarrett had, had the upper hand in their game of cat and mouse but given the information that Hesse had just received that was all about to change: If the rumors that he had heard where true then Hesse would soon be joined by McGarrett's side-kick and partner, Danny Williams.
Oh what fun Hesse was going to have using Williams as bait to make things even with McGarrett. Poor soul Hesse thought, believing that the detective was innocent. Hesse had done his homework and there was no way in hell that Danny Williams would ever kill anyone, save for maybe his ex-wife's husband. No, if what he had heard through the prison grapevine was true Williams had been set-up which had to mean that McGarrett was going crazy with the thought that his partner had been sent here.
This could be fun. Hesse grinned pondering how he would antagonize, the Navy Commander while his friend's life hung in the balance. Stuck on the outside, McGarrett would slowly drive himself insane not knowing what was happening to the detective.
Now the only question was how would Hesse communicate with his long time foe? Better yet, how could get McGarrett on the inside? Yes, put McGarrett in his territory he grinned, the wheels of his mind eagerly turning.
Perhaps, he would arrange for the detective to become a cell block mate? Now that would be fun he laughed imagining the look on McGarrett's face when he found out that man responsible for killing his father was in arms reach of his partner.
Hesse was so enthralled with his thoughts that he didn't the notice guard standing over him until the officer nudged him with his night stick. "Hesse! You have a visitor!"
Hesse glared at the man before pushing to his feet. He wonders who his visitor could be? Maybe it's McGarrett coming to beg him for the life of his partner? Now that would really make his day. When Hesse gets to the visitor's center he is surprised to see a woman dressed in a Naval uniform. What on Earth would the Navy want with him? Curious, Hesse takes a seat and picks up the phone.
"Do I know you?"
The woman smiles at him. "But we have something in common. My brother was a part of Steve McGarrett's SEAL team and like you; McGarrett is responsible for my brother's death."
Hesse's forehead crinkles with delight. "I'm listening."
Lauren leaned forward, a glint in her eye. "Do you remember the satisfaction you felt when you killed McGarrett's father?"
"Of course," Hesse snorted in his thick Irish accent. The feeling of taking John McGarrett's life had been invigorating, even if it only lasted for a moment.
"Well, I want that same satisfaction." Lauren returned with conviction. "We both know that Danny Williams isn't going to last long in here."
"I have no idea what you are talking about." Hesse balked, not trusting the petite looking blond. He watched as Lauren's free hand balled into a fist.
"I have been watching Williams for months, waiting for my opportunity. All I want is my chance! You know it's only right!"
Hesse had to admire the woman's tenacity. He'd never been faced with a situation where someone else had wanted to step in and do his dirty work. But then again, this was McGarrett we were talking about. He more than anyone, knew how the Five-0 Commander could creep in under your skin.
"So you want Williams to just rot in here, unscathed until you can have your opportunity?"
"Something like that," Lauren smiled. "But not without some compensation for you, of course."
"What type of compensation are we talking about, Las?" Hesse asked with a chuckle. Judging from the stripes on Lauren's uniform she didn't have any money to be throwing around. He had to wonder just what the spunky little ball of fire had to offer.
"Freedom," Lauren answered coolly watching his face drop.