Hey guys!! So glad you liked the last chapter!!

I managed to get this one out in just two days save for the editing! Thanks to all of your reviews, your love for the story keeps me going!!!

So without further procrastination- here's the next chapter!

The next morning Luna woke up bright and early, excited as could be at the thought of her surf lesson, throwing her hair up into a French braided bun she scurried into her closet in search for something suitable for a surf date.

Deciding to go with something more secure as to not unintentionally flash any beach goers, put on her sporty blue Nike two piece and topped it off with jean shorts and a white tank top, happy with her outfit she slipped on her flip flops and ran down to bid good morning and goodbye to her furry friends as the dog walker was already knocking at the door.

"Thanks Carley, here's my house key- your alarm code, the money's in the envelope." The smiling bright teenager, accepted the leashes and the other essentials she would need for a morning in the park with two German Shepards, and she was off.

After a quick breakfast, she made her way into the garage to pull out her sister's old surf board.

'Luna live a little, come surfing with me- it feels like your flying.'

Luna smiled as she recalled her twin once egging her on, trying to get her lazy butt off the beach and pause on the tanning and for her to go surfing with her.

Reaching up onto the rack that housed all of her other family members surf boards, she pulled down the one, monogrammed Solei, this one by far was the most intricate of the bunch, what with a drawing of the sun in yellow and gold rays shining down where her name was printed.

Another smile washed onto her face, conflicted as regret set in, never having surfed with her sister, all those years declining her invitations and opting to just watch; and yet happy to honor her her sister by finally learning how to surf.

Opening up the garage to let in the warm breeze, she pumped up some music, and started dusting off the board and digging out the wax form a tool box to prep for a day filled with surfing.

It wasn't long after that, that Steve pulled up and into the drive way, he spotted her in the garage bent over her board waxing away, he hopped out of his car, right about the same time that Becky G, sang 'A mi me gustan mayores, de esos que llaman señores.' (I like them older, the ones we call gentleman.)

Becky G's Mayores.

Steve couldn't help but chuckle as he walked into the garage, the coincidence that a song like that would be playing just as he arrived.

"What's so funny?" Luna asked not looking up from trying to get her work done.

"You like em' older?" She rolled her eyes and laughed now realizing what was so funny.

"Yeah – well I haven't had much luck with men my age… so nowhere to go but up on the age scale I guess." She wiggling her eyebrows, flashing Steve another toothy grin.

"Nothing wrong with that." She bent down to finish up waxing the board, biting her lip in amusement as she felt Steve's eyes glued to her butt.

"Glad you think so."

"I thought you didn't know how to surf." He asked looking around the garage, seeing five different boards stacked on a platform, trying not to veer back at the woman of his current affections.

"I don't – this is my sister's board, I'm stealing it for the day." She said as she lifted it up to show off the design, Steve was impressed by the design, that was when he put two and two together about Luna and her sister's name.

"Wait Luna- Solei?" He didn't have to add anything further to his question, Luna had caught on.

"Yeah- my mom did a little too much research when she found out she was having twin girls….veered more towards the – astronomical side when it came to our names….but hey it works for us." She explained as she shut off the music.

"That's pretty cool." He said genuinely as he reached over to take the board she was handing to him.

"Let me just get this strapped in and we'll head out." She nodded.

"I'm gonna go grab my bag a sec." She scurried back into the house to make sure everything was locked up and grabbed her backpack from the kitchen counter, when she walked back out, she found Steve on the passenger side of the truck, door open- waiting to help her in.

She rolled her eyes and chuckled as he held out his hand.

"Thank you."

"Your welcome shorty." He said before closing the door and walking over to hop into the drivers side.

"Are we ever going to stick to one nickname?" She asked as she set the alarm and closed the garage from her phone.

"Probably not…..why you'd rather me stick to just one?" She shook her head.

"Nah- makes things interesting to have multiple."

With the way that Steve drove, it didn't take them long to arrive at his favorite surf spot, mainly his favorite because Kamekona's truck wasn't far for when he was starved after a day filled with surfing.

Once they arrived Luna slipped her back pack onto her shoulders as she waited for Steve to unstrap the boards from the bed in his truck, staring at his backside as he flexed all his muscles getting the straps undone.

"You checkin' me out again Haole?" She gave him a smiley smirk as he turned to see her reaction.

"Just returning the favor Gringo." She rolled her r as she said the word gringo, following that statement with a toothy grin, Steve couldn't help but chuckle as she made her point, she was definitely keeping her promise on getting him back from yesterdays little tête-à-tête.

Handing her her board and hopping down so he could pull it out of the truck, they walked side by side to find a spot to set down their things, while they got to the teaching portion of the day.

They spent most of the morning just going through the basics since she was considered a beginner, both of them making better attempts to put a pause on hitting on one another so they could actually get out into the water.

Luna seemed to catch onto the motions pretty quick on dry land, making sure to keep her body tight to the board when she was laying down, and to make sure to keep her knees bent when she was in a standing position.

That's when Steve learned that she had been through a skate boarding phase as a teenager so she understood the concept of standing on a moving board more or less, the only tricky part for her would be getting from laying down on the boarding to standing up, all the while riding on a wave.

Steve had her sit out on the beach and watch him a few times as he demonstrated all that he had taught her, and like a good student she tried hard to pay close attention to her instructor as he rode the waves; Luna's version of paying close attention was drooling over Steve's dripping wet muscles as he did his thing.

Finally coming back from showing off, he approached a slightly nervous looking Luna who was preparing herself for the ultimate humiliation that was going to her her falling over and over and over and over again as it was Steve's turn to observe.

And fall she did- over and over and over again, apparently being affected by Steve's prescience more that she would've like to admit, she cursed herself for not looking into renting a wet suit as her body was starting to get a little sore from smacking onto the surface of the water so much.

"Oh my aching body." She groaned as she walked up to their spot.

"Hurts like a bitch doesn't it?" He asked.

"I'd rather be bitch slapped then to have to deal with this." Steve took the board from her hands sticking it straight into the sand.

"You calling it quits already?" She laid down on her spread out towel.

"Nah- just taking a break is all…..now excuse me as I take a momentary lapse into a coma." She said dramatically as she buried her head into her towel.

"C'mon- skip the nap. I'm taking you to lunch." She perked up at the sound of the word lunch, remembering the importance of food.

"Fine." She said slowly slumping herself over to reach for her clothes, picking her self back up to get dressed, and slide her sunglasses over her eyes.

"So where are we going?" He pointed up the beach a few hundred yards, to Kamekona's truck, Luna perked up as she had been there a few times when her family had beach days, instead of lugging coolers filled with food back and forth to the cars, they always opted to go to the truck over the years.

"Kamekona's.." She smiled as she slid her back pack back onto her shoulders.

"Ugh I forgot about that place, my mom's gonna be so jealous."

"We can just leave the boards here…. And how come?"

"She's obsessed with that truck, tries replicating the teriyaki shrimp every once in a while at the restaurant…. Its good but not Kona good." Steve nodded.

"I guess I don't need to ask if you've been here before then." Luna smiled trying not to look at Steve too much as she walked, Steve not missing a beat caught her hand, lacing his fingers into hers; Luna looked down at their hands, holding his as he held hers, traveling her smiling stare all the way up to his face as they continued walking.

"Hey Five-0!" Kamekona called out as he spotted Steve and Luna.

"Hey Kamekona – how's it hanging?"

"Doin' okay- business is good, so I can't do much complaining…… and who is this fine young lady?" Luna smiled at the compliment.

"Luna- it's nice to meet you." Kamekona reached out to shake her hand, giving Steve a wink telling him that he had done a good job.

"What are you crazy kids up to today?"

"Steve's trying to teach me how to surf…." She explained.

"Ah- new to the island?" She shrugged.

"Not really new but I'm definitely considered a haole." She said as she veered over to look at Steve who shook his head at her, they talked for a few more minutes just keeping it to small talk on Kamekona's end as he saw that Steve was clearly on a date.

They found a table closer to the sandy part of the lot, away from all the crowded area, Steve sat Luna down with their drinks as he walked back over to the truck to get their food.

"So how long this been going on?" Kamekona asked with a tone, looking over at the table where Steve had left Luna.

"Not long….. we just met a couple weeks ago and hit it off."

"Good for you broda, its about time."

"Thanks man." Steve smiled and nodded, agreeing with him, and yet the thought of Cathrine was brought to the forefront of his mind again, as soon as he turned to look at the woman sitting at the table waiting for him, he pushed her back out, wanting to give this a real chance and not let his former love for Cath cloud his mind any longer.

"Food." Luna rejoiced as she was handed a plate of her favorite food from the truck.

"Hey don't stuff yourself too fast, we still have some waves to catch after this." She rolled her eyes and pursed her lips before taking another swig of her aloe juice.

"Don't remind me." Steve chuckled.

"I'll try not to." They sat in a comfortable silence for the first few bites of food, taking in the scenery and enjoying the warm weather, that is until Luna finally broke the silence.

"How'd you and Danny get to be so close?" Steve gave out a frustrated sigh as he recalled the first few days they started to work together.

"It wasn't always like that- we kinda hated each other when we first started working together, I got him shot, he punched me in the face…" Luna choked on her drink as she took another sip.

"Wow…. Going from that to calling each other brothers."

"We've worked together a long time, in this task force its kinda hard not to get involved in each other's personal lives…." Now it was Steve's turn to put his foot in his mouth as he stopped the sentence right then and there.

"Yeah – no kidding." She said as she chuckled through the awkwardness.

"But its sweet- the way Grace and everyone's considers you and the rest of the team Aunt and Uncles, it must make going to work everyday easier." Steve nodded.

"Somewhat – I mean the job can get depressing sometimes but – we're there for each other." Luna smiled, genuinely grateful for having been led to the team that surrounded her, hell they already treated her like she was family, partly because she was such a good cook, most of them wanted to get in on the food action; but none the less she had felt welcomed from the very beginning.

"How about you? How was the last job?"

"No where near anything like this, but I did make some good friends closer to the end of my time there, it was hard at first- being so young and being a woman didn't really make things any easier, I really had to prove myself."

"What do you mean by that?" She bit her lip as she contemplated how to explain.

"Rookies are easy to pick on, and despite my feisty nature, I wasn't any exception to that rule, lot of nasty rumors regarding my age, and how I got where I was, what I did to get to where I was. I couldn't really go to the boss with it, so I just endured for the first six months…." Steve knew all too well how things could be for any women in this line of work, right now he appreciated the rest of his team for not taking any cracks at Luna like she had done before to her, now that they were in this limbo of kind of dating.

"And then?" Luna smiled.

"The next person to accuse me of sleeping with the boss got a right hook to the nose." She said proudly, earning a chuckle from Steve.

"So you've always been a badass." It wasn't really a question, but more of a statement.

"Pretty much…..well only when provoked into it."

"One question though." She furrowed her brows wondering where he was going with those one.

"Go on." She said slowly.

"You used to be brunette right?" She nodded as he was probably referring to the family photo in her living room.

"Yeah….." She answered as she knew were this was going, not knowing whether she was ready to explain.

"Why the red hair?" She sighed out in the same frustration that he had when she asked about him and Danny.

"You ready for a deep answer?" Steve grimaced.

"Can a dye job explanation really be that deep?"

"Deepest answer without having to get into witness protection program deep." She warned, looking him dead in the eye, searching for any type of doubt.

"I was in high school when my identical twin sister died, other than maybe my parents out of everyone else I probably took it the hardest since we were so close….. after she died….." She looked at Steve who had this look of sorrow on his face, sorry for bringing such a terrible memory up for her, while Luna was grateful for having this chance to let him get to know her a little better than just having read her file.

He stayed silent as he waited for the rest of her response.

"After she died, every time I walked into the same room as my mom she'd break down crying, and it made looking in the mirror…hard, that constant reminder for me and everyone else that she wasn't there anymore, and that it was just me from now on. It made the relationship between my mom and I nearly impossible, neither of us handled our grief in an honorable way. So when I finally I couldn't take it anymore my mischievous partner in crime Viktoria and I went to Sally's Beauty Supply bought a crap ton of bleach, and ended up picking out this color red- and I've been a bottle red head ever since." She smiled to herself, still to this day being so grateful to have had Viktoria over the years to help her cope and move forward from such a tough loss, a warm hand cupping over hers.

"Luna I'm sorry….I." She shook her head.

"Steve don't. It was a long time ago and I've moved forward from it all, if not she'd probably come back from the dead to kill me and bring me back to life just to teach me a lesson." She laced her fingers with Steve's, appreciating the gesture of a condolence.

"Are things between you and your mom any better?" He asked curiously, remembering her mentioning that her mom would be jealous of her eating at the shrimp truck.

"After a few years of counseling and family intervention yes, it made me really grateful to have my step mom during that time, stepping in when my mom couldn't." Luna stopped it at the point, not wanting to get testy eyed as she ran some tough memories through her mind.

It was at that moment that Steve really admired Luna, remembering how hard it was to lose his father and the aftermath of dealing with his rocky relationship with his mother, he couldn't have imagined what it must have been like to lose a twin, and having that reminder every time you looked into a mirror.

That's when he really felt it….slowly but surely he felt himself start to fall.

"I know how it feels to lose someone close to you…" He started, Luna looked up offering him the same undivided attention he had paid her when listening to her story.

"I lost my dad right before getting back from a mission overseas." She squeezed his hand, rubbing the top off it with her thumb.

"What's worse is that I feel like it was my fault." She turned tilted her head in confusion.

"What do you mean by that?" She asked cautiously.

"I was in a mission to capture a terrorist, the man that we were sent to capture had a brother, sent an ambush in to take him back but ended up getting killed in the process, that man's brother was on the phone with me as he took his revenge……killed my dad." Luna's eyes never broke contact from Steve as he spoke.

"Steve that wasn't your fault……I hope you know that." Now more than ever Luna wanted to tell him the whole truth about her the way her sister died, how she knew how it felt to feel guilt over the death of a loved one, but she couldn't bring herself to do it, it was either reveal things that she had never revealed to any one other than Viktoria and a therapist, or have a complete emotional breakdown.

"I try to tell myself that every day." The look on his face, was that of a broken man, not just from a man who had his heart broken by a former love, but that of one who had been torn by the death of a parent, she did the only thing she could in this moment, try to make him see it her way.

"And like my sister your dad if he could would come back to life to rip you a new butthole for wasting life thinking like that and not meaning it." She offered him the same type of perspective that Viktoria had given her over the years, earning a chuckle from Steve.

"That's exactly what he'd do."

"You ready to get back out there?" Steve asked as he was ready to just dive right back into surfing.

"Yes sir." She said confidently.

"What – no more complaints about all the falling?" She chuckled.

"Well I have to suck it up, especially now that I told you about my surf chick sister…… gotta make her proud." Steve got up from the table tossing their garbage away after chugging down the rest of his coconut water, Luna followed suit with the rest of her peach flavored aloe water, mostly because she wanted to get rid of the shrimp taste out of her mouth before the end of the date.

They said bye to Kamekona before walking back to their spot, Luna tucked under Steve's arm, pulling her close as they walked the rest of the way stuck in a side hug.

As son as they got back to their guarded spot, each of them stripped down back into their suits, eager to get back into the water and shake all of the gloominess, Luna being the most determined to make her sister proud and ride a wave before the day was done.

Determination was nothing compared to the afternoon waves that seemed to be the Luna's maker, continuing to either get up to early or too late each time from her board, falling from every direction earning herself a soreness that was even worse than before, she decided to take a quick break, watching Steve as he ripped through the waves like a pro.

By the time four o'clock rolled around, Steve's gloominess had shaken off and he was ready to just chill on the beach with Luna.

"Had enough?" Steve egged on, wanting Luna to give it another try.

"I'm debating going on one last ride….or at least attempt to." She said as she got back up picking the board back up and strapping herself in.

Not letting Steve have another word, she marched right back out into the open waters, hell bent on making it count, something was different about this try, not thinking for a minute about being embarrassed yet again because Steve was watching, she just got to the edge of a forming wave and just let herself go.

Paddling out at a decent pace she felt herself rise up with the rising water, not feeling panicked this time, she slowly got up onto her feet letting the wave carry her and her board, bending her knees so that she was almost in a equating position and spreading her arms out a little to balance herself out…..and for the next 45 seconds – Luna rode the wave.

Steve in the background, cheering and giving a loud whistle for her victory as she rode out until she finally couldn't balance out anymore, falling back into the wave; the look on her face even until she fell was priceless, the small smile of achievement and amazement as she didn't really think she could do it.

She popped out of the water still smiling and almost half dancing around that after all the falls she finally rode a wave, she scurried out of the shallow waters, board in hand Steve waiting for her at the edge of the water.

"I did it, I did it!" She sang as she ran up to hug her gorgeous instructor.

"Took you long enough." He caught her up into the hug after she dropped her board, lifting her off the ground into a tight embrace, she rested her forearms on his chest as he held her.

"Well maybe I should've asked Kono then…." She teased, putting her forehead up to his, sheepish smile fading onto her face.

Getting caught up in the moment that earlier revelations created, their lips met, not like any other time before either lustful or meaningful, this one was emotional.

Luna felt her whole body shake, trying to keep her lips from trembling as Steve deepened the kiss, she wrapped one arm around his neck, keeping the other hand on his chest, feeling the way his heart race, probably at the same speed that hers was.

She wasn't the only one feeling that tremble in their embrace, Steve felt his knees go weak the moment he felt Luna's lips tremble against his own, knowing full well why she was so shaky.

Finally when the two decided to come up for air, they stayed out on the shoreline, foreheads presses together, breathing accelerated, eyes closed just enjoying being in each other's arms.

They parted the embrace in a comfortable silence and went to get her their things, neither one knowing what to say, and seeing no real need to spoil the aftermath with anymore teasing jokes at one another.

The car ride to Luna's house was longer than when the got to the beach, Steve taking his time as he drove, one hand on the steering wheel, the other intertwined with Luna's.

"Wait here a sec?" He asked as he pulled up into her driveway, she simply nodded another small smile forming onto her face.

He quickly got out of the car taking her board out form the bed of his truck, and setting it down back in her garage, making his way back to the passenger side opening the door and helping Luna down.

Having already opened up the garage and disarmed the alarm, they walked hand in hand as Steve walked her to the door in the garage that led to the laundry room.

Luna stepped onto the first stair, getting herself at least a little more on Steve's level of eyesight.

"Thank you for today." She said quietly, leaning against the door, facing Steve.

"Your sister would've been proud." He took her hand up to his mouth, placing a kiss onto her palm.

"Stop- your going to make me cry." She bit her lips, flickering her eyes up to meet Steve's intense stare.

"Did you say that she'd kick your ass for talk like that?" She laughed as that was shoved into her face as she had done to him earlier, Steve pulled her hand back over his shoulder as he pulled her into his body, hugging her tightly.

She buried her face into the crook of his neck, wrapping her other arm around Steve's neck along with the other, enjoying the warmth of his safe embrace.

"See you at work?" He asked, as they pulled away, before giving him her answer she leaned in giving him a quick peck, not wanting to get caught up in another heated moment for fear of dragging him into her bed too soon.

"Yep."

"Have a goodnight Luna." She smiled opening the door behind her.

"Have a goodnight Steve."

With that they parted ways, both of them sporting dazed smiled on their faces, still intoxicated by the events of their day together.

Ignoring all the texts from Roxy and Viktoria, and snapchats from Grace, all of them asking how her date went, she went off into the kitchen to go feed the dogs and make herself some dinner.

Meanwhile Steve who had just started to make his way back home, was pulled from his happy thoughts with a phone call from Eric who was currently at the palace pacing around as he had uncovered something.

"Hey Eric – what's going on?"

"Steve we uncovered the IP address from the receiver of Hein's email." Steve gripped the wheel as he turned sharply heading back towards the palace.

"Where?"

"Steve is really rather not tell you this over the phone, come in and we'll talk- that retired FBI agents here too, she says she has some files she thinks you need to see."

"I'll call everyone to come in." Eric bit his lip as he really didn't think that was a good idea.

"Okay- but just do us all a favor."

"What?" Steve asked cautiously.

"Don't call Luna."

Okay so I know I'm kinda horrible for leaving you guys hanging on this note but I'll have the next chapter up really soon, I'd written over half of it months ago!

I'll have it up faster if you guys review!!!