OUTSIDE THE BANK...
Diaz's black gloved fist was in the air, signaling the end of the countdown, then, "Go! Go! Go!" came his voice through their earpieces. The team all swarmed in through the front door, one right behind the other, their guns all drawn and at the ready.

INSIDE THE BANK...
Kono didn't need to look to know it was SWAT coming through the front door. She knew her team would be with them. "Told ya SWAT was right outside." She said calmly. Trey didn't respond as the SWAT team quickly fanned out like a crescent behind him.

Chin took in the scenario playing out in front of him. Kono vs. Perp. Standing maybe 10' apart, each with their guns drawn on the other. The way they were standing, this could look more like a fencing match, if they were holding swords instead of guns. She'd informed them, via Mary Ann, that she was running out of bullets. Does her gun have any bullets in it? Is that her gun? Doesn't look like it. There were so many ways this could end, all but one of them he didn't like.

"Lower your weapon." The SWAT's team leader ordered, his voice firm and commanding, but not yelling. Nothing. No response from Trey, although he did watch from the corner of his eye as more SWAT members came in via the door that lead downstairs. They also fanning into a crescent, this time behind the lady cop, as if the two of them were now in the center of an eye. "I said, lower your weapon." He repeated his order.

Despite her calm and in-control exterior that the moment demanded, inside, Kono's heart was racing. Her breathing was heavy, though even. She maintained her sights on One, not daring to flinch, lest he mistake any movement as an attempt to shoot him. But that was something she didn't even know if she could do, mostly because she didn't know if the gun she'd picked up had any bullets in it. Surely it was Two's, but he had stopped shooting earlier, probably because he'd run out. Now she was standing there aiming a gun that was probably empty. She was sure her cousin knew that, but what about the rest of the team surrounding them?

OUTSIDE THE BANK...
Amber Layne walked over to the ambulance, a stones throw from the bank's front doors. There were no more hostages inside the bank to help, but maybe she could help this woman who had been one. She took in the sight of the young blond lady, whom she had been told was Commander McGarrett's sister. Mary Ann had one hand wrapped around a drawn up knee and the other tightly clutching a towel she had been using to wipe the blood from her hands and feet. "Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod,..." She could hear being mumbling as she approached.

"Miss. McGarrett?" Mary Ann looked up and nodded, displaying mascara smeared under red-rimmed eyes. "I'm Amber Layne. I work with the police here in Waialua." Amber said, putting a reassuring hand on the other woman's shoulder. She could feel her quivering under the touch, and heard her take a shaky deep breath, obviously trying to calm herself. "I'm glad you're alright, dear. Can you tell me about what happened." Layne didn't need to question Mary Ann, she was just tring to distract her and give her something to focus her nervous energy on until the rest of the ordeal inside the bank was over.

INSIDE THE BANK...
"It's looking like we're gonna be there a while." Trey said, the silence was getting on his nerves.

"I've got all day." Kono replied coolly.

"Sounds like someone's got nothing else to do." He smirked back.

"On the contrary, I'm on duty now." She replied, as she was sure it had to be after twelve o'clock and her shift had officially begun, "In other words, one of us is getting paid to stand here." She noticed he had no come-back to her comment, "You, on the other hand, aren't getting a dime outta this deal."

"I shoulda been long gone by now, with a whole lot more than a dime. Woulda been, too, if you hadn't been here. In fact, you coulda even come with me. I woulda shared." He said with a smirk on his face.

"Nah, I've got too many scum-bag losers to go hunt down. But don't worry, you'll be outta here soon enough as it is. Only question is; you going out in handcuffs or a body-bag? It's up to you. At this point, anyway."

Trey swallowed hard, "I'm not liking those options, lady." He said, turning serious again.

"It's 'Officer'." She informed him, "And they're the only two you've got. We can stand here all day if that's what it takes, but your options aren't going to change." She informed him.

"Then we may just do that." He said, trying to gain the upper hand again.

"Works for me. At least I'm the one that's comfortable." She replied.

"What makes you think I'm not comfortable with the situation?" He said, his words sounding stupid, even to himself.

"Aside from at least dozen guns pointed at you?" She asked rhetorically, "How about that mask for starters? It got warm early today. Gotta be getting at least eighty already, don't ya think?" She said, arching a brow just a bit, wondering how long it'd take for him to take the bait. "Mask like that's gotta be hot. The condensation from your own breath collecting on your skin,... making ya itch. The sweat from your brow running down your face, then onto your neck. You've been wearing it for a long time now." She paused, "Like I said, I'm the one who's comfortable here."

Chin suppressed a smirk, as he was sure Steve, Danny, Carr, Diaz, and the entire SWAT team were as well. Kono was good at getting One distracted, making him want to speed up the process of getting out of here. He'd like that, too, as long as his cousin was safe. It was still one against one as far as he was concerned, and he didn't like those odds.

OUTSIDE THE BANK...

"Mary Ann," Layne said in her most calming voice, trying to regain the woman's attention. "Why didn't Officer Kalakaua come out with you?"

"I...I don't know." Mary Ann finally managed to say. "When she... she told me I had... to run, I asked her... why she wasn't... coming." Mary Ann paused, again, "She just said some... something about a... a... a.. a book, I think it was." She finally remembered, looking confused, then obviously remembering something else, "She said Steve would know what she meant."