What Name is Family

Chapter 8

a/n: so very, very sorry for lack of updates...RL, writers block and graduate class have kept me from all my stories of late...

...HAWAII 50...HAWAII 50...

Steve angrily punched the buttons the smart table to print off the blurry image of their suspect while ordering Kono to trace his mother's cell.

The look that crossed Kono's face moments later gave both men cause to pause, as Steve asked, "Kono, what is it?"

Looking up at the men, she answered in a voice that conveyed as much anger as it did fear, "Steve, her GPS signal...it's; it's coming from the hospital..."

"Son of a bitch..." Steve exploded angrily, pacing angrily for a moment he finally stopped and looked at his team, "that's it...you know what Danny, you were right; and this ends now..."

Without waiting for acknowledgment or comment from his team, Steve turned and strode angrily from HQ, Danny hot on his heels; calling back to Kono, "Get us some back up at the hospital...this could get ugly..."

For once, Steve's high speed, 'traffic regulations, what traffic regulations' attitude elicited no rant from the detective as he sat silently in the passenger seat...his worry for Chin's safety and his partner's sanity weighing heavily on his mind.

The Camaro screeched to a halt outside the hospital entrance and both men jumped from the car and practically flew into the building. Steve went straight to the stairs while Danny slowed up enough to wave over a security guard on give him a clipped report and ask him to direct HPD when they arrived...

By the time Danny reached the ICU floor, Steve had disappeared inside Chin's room. Danny stopped at the nurse's station, asking quietly, "...who's in detective Kelley's room?"

"A woman...claimed to be friend of the family and Commander McGarrette just went in..." the nurse said, asking, "is something wrong?"

Danny shook his head and heaved a sigh, "I hope not, but please...I need everyone to stay clear of this area..."

Startled the woman asked, "Do I need to call security..."

"Already been notified...and tell the PD officers to hang back until they get the word form us..." Danny instructed.

Wide eyed the nurse just nodded, "are my other patients in danger?"

"No...No, everything should be fine," Danny was quick to assure the nurse, "just keep everyone away from detective Kelley's room..."

Danny then went to the door and slowly slid it open...

...H50...

Steve didn't acknowledge anyone on the floor as he strode purposefully towards Chin's room; only stopping when he got to the sliding door to peer cautiously into the room. Through a small parting in the blinds he saw a brief glimpse of his mother walking around Chin's bed.

Throwing the door opened, Steve quickly stepped into the room, ordering harshly, "Get away from him...now..."

Startled, Doris looked up at her towering and angry son indifferently, her tone holding mild reproach as she asked, "Why didn't you tell me Chin was in the hospital?"

With a mirthless snort and shake of his head, Steve moved into the room to stand on the opposite side of the bed as he shot back accusingly, "...like you didn't already know; what are you doing here?"

"Like I didn't know...? What are you talking about; of course I didn't know," Doris replied impatiently, accusing, "because my son didn't bother to tell me that an old friend...your father's old partner had been shot."

Giving a frustrated huff and looking away from his mother, Steve ran a hand down his face before saying pointedly, "stop...just stop, okay mom; I'm done...I'm done with the lying and the games...this is between you and me, tell your handlers to leave my team out of it..."

"My handlers..." Doris interrupted, "Leave your team out of what? Are you...are you implying that the CIA is somehow responsible for Chin's shooting?"

Tossing the blurry picture on the foot of Chin's bed, Steve said, "Oh, I'm not implying anything," done with the games, Steve demanded bluntly, "so how long has the agency been tailing my team? What did Chin get to close to that nearly got him killed?"

Doris looked at the picture, then looked at her son, confusion on her face, "You think the agency is tailing your team...that they had something to do with Chin being shot: why would they do that, Steven?"

"Don't..." Steve countered sharply, pointed to the photo in his mother's hand, "that was taken outside Chin's house two nights ago, and I bet if I pull up traffic cams from Danny and Kono's streets I'll find more surveillance; and we have more, from outside HQ—and you're going to try to tell me you don't know anything about it?"

Doris gave her son a pointed look and giving her shoulders a slight shrug, asked, "and somehow this blurry picture means the CIA is following you: I'm sure your team has made quite a few enemies all on your own, Steven...have you even been able to identify this man?"

He had to give her that, she was good...being in the game for over twenty years, she didn't back down from her innocence, didn't give anything away: despite not knowing exactly what cards Steve held in this latest tete-a-tete.

Steve knew he was really the one at a disadvantage-he was digging, making assumption; and if he played it to hard his mom...no, not mother: right now it wasn't mother against son, it was Navy Intelligence against CIA agent: if he played it too hard, Doris would know for certain that he had very little but theories.

"What are you hiding? What's the agency hiding? What secrets are so worth keeping that the CIA tries to take down the plane that I was bringing Wo Fat in on last year, or that they kidnapped a cop—they took Danny and threatened him because he was investigating the murder of one of their own agents: and now Chin..." Steve asked.

"Steve, no one's hiding anything..." Doris said.

"Stop-lying-to-me," Steve yelled angrily, grabbing the photo from his mother's hand and giving it a shake, "we will identify this man..."

With a thoughtful look, and a mild sigh, Doris played a different card, "Steven, you've been in the intelligence game long enough yourself to know these things are complicated."

"Complicated...? No, you do not get to hide behind the company line," Steve replied angrily, "Chin is laying in that bed with a bullet graze so deep that he has a skull fracture; are you hearing me...a skull fracture! The doctor's aren't sure when he's going to come out of it...so don't tell me it complicated..."

Deciding it was time to intervene before the argument disturbed the injured man in the bed, Danny stepped forward angrily, "Enough-alright...just, enough, already: for god's sakes, Chin is laying there seriously injured and you two are playing spy verses spy..."

Steve looked down at his injured friend before running his hands down his face and giving a heavy sigh. He turned towards his partner, "sorry, I'm sorry...you're right Danny..."

"I need to leave..." Doris said, moving to gather her belongings.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..." Danny said, holding his hands out, "...where do you think you're going? This conversation is far from over..."

"Oh, I think it is...detective," Doris snapped.

"No, I don't think it is...see, we haven't gotten any answers yet..." Danny countered with equal sarcasm.

Eying the detective smugly, Doris asked, "You want to ask more questions? You really that keen on a rematch with the agency. I hear Agent Hendrickson would like very much to finish the conversation you two started last year..."

"What-did you-just say...," Steve demanded slowly, moving to stand between his mother and his partner, "...did you just threaten a member of my team...?"

"A threat...I didn't hear a threat...merely pointing out to the detective that there is a chain of command in any agency...that maybe there was some unfinished business that needed cleared up..." Doris said, adding, "...there is still that issue of the detective's less than cooperative attitude...withholding information to a case of national security..."

"What...my 'attitude' was uncooperative; uncooperative, she says—those freakin' people kidnapped me...threw a bag over my head and tied me to a damn chair in some warehouse..." Danny ground out in full on rant mode.

Steve turned and placed one hand on Danny's chest, the other on his shoulder and walked the angry detective back several steps, "I got this Danny..."

With an angry sigh, Danny turned away and ran a hand through his hair, both trying to reign in his anger (and if he was honest with himself...fear, at the possibility of another round of 'questioning' from the agency).

Turning back towards his mother, Steve made a bold decision; he'd been dancing to the 'agency's' tune long enough. The CIA relied on secrecy couched in the guise of 'national security', so, if they wanted to play hardball-threaten his team...his friends, he was gonna make it hard for them to hide behind that veil they so heavily relied on...

Grabbing his mother's arm he whirled the startled woman around then grabbed her wrist, cinching on the cuffs he said smugly, "Doris McGarrett, you're under arrest for conspiracy to commit murder and for threatening a police officer..."

"What...Steven," Doris protested with genuine surprise, trying to writhe from her son's iron grasp, "what in hell do you think you're doing? Steven, this is ridiculous..."

Steve just grasped his mother's arm tighter, his face a tight scowl as he ignored the woman's protest's and began leading her from the room, all the while reciting her Miranda rights without pause or inflection.

Despite his dislike for Doris McGarrett and all things covert and CIA, Danny laid a hand on his partner's shoulder, "Steve, are you sure about this...she's your mother..."

Steve's eyes went from the uncertainty he saw in his partner's eyes to the injured man in the bed and back to his partner before he sighed heavily, "Yeah, Danny, I'm sure..."

Danny just stood in the doorway of Chin's room and watched as Steve led his mother down the hall and to the elevators...

...HAWAII 5-0...

a/n: not at all what I was aiming for...I'm hoping what I couldn't work into this chapter I can manage to squeeze into the next one...I have just the faintest idea of where this story might go & how to involve the LA team...