Title: Mrs. Williams

Author notes: Hi, again. I had some time to write so I got a new chapter of this story.

Amazing thanks to all of you who left a review and let me tell you that even if I didn´t put your names here, this chapter is for you.

Big thanks to my wonderful beta Jerseybelle; I don´t know what would I do without you.

Rebecca Williams was in the plane heading to the mainland. Her son had kicked her out, screaming at her for washing his sheets, and that she should had known better. she was a widow herself, but she thought she was helping him. Now it would take her a lot of time to fix their relationship if she could.

She ached for her baby because she could see that he was losing himself in grief, his husband's death was a devastating blow to him and to his friends.

She knew the story, she knew that they never got a chance to express their feelings, that her baby never got a chance to tell his husband that he was in love with him, that Steven Williams-McGarrett had made the arrangements for them to be husbands before being deployed.

She saw her baby sitting on the lanai looking out at the Ocean.

"You know, Mom, I used to hate the ocean I couldn´t stand the fact that we were surrounded by water, I always complained to Steve and you know what he said to me?

'Well, Danno, we live on an island; of course we´re sorrounded by water' and then he would laugh at me."

I could see them having those arguments, an island boy and my Jersey son, it hurt me to see the raw pain in Danny´s eyes.

"Now, Mom, I can´t spend one day without listening the ocean. It makes me feel closer to Steve I guess."

And he went back to staring, and then to the bottle. I couldn´t do a thing to stop him. I tried, but he didn´t want to listen to me.

Detective Kelly and his cousin Detective Kalakaua came and I could see for the first time that they looked nearly as bad as my son did. I ached because I knew they were dying, they were incomplete without their heart.

I tried to be there, to help them. I tried because he´s my son and they´re his Ohana, but I couldn´t. I failed my son, I failed him because I can´t reach him and I´m starting to think that nobody can, not even my grandbaby. I hate my ex daughter-in-law, she knows that Danny needs Grace, she has to know that but she doesn´t care.

My son is leaving me. He now sleeps most of the day; it's like he doesn´t want to wake up, He's changed a lot because, in the first days, he couldn´t sleep without a bottle, and even then he had horrible nightmares, waking up screaming, begging Steve to come back, to not leave him.

I stood in the doorway and rocked, back and forth, my tears were nothing compared to my baby's. I wanted to hug him but he would always closed the door, pushing me away.

I´m leaving with the knowledge that my son is getting lost. I pray to a God that I´m angry at to make something happen, to help my baby and his Ohana.

I pray because is the only thing I can do now that I failed my baby.

"I´m leaving you baby boy but I´ll come back, I promise" because a mom never leave her children alone.

TBC