Catherine suffers a little bit from her ordeal in this chapter, but Steve will be there to help her through it. They are also finally getting around to their honeymoon week. (In true McRoll style, no spa days or activities that take place outside their room. I'm sure the room service menu will be well used also.)

I will be getting back on track with the investigation side of things as soon as possible. My muse has currently gone for a walk, which is why it's taken a while to get this chapter finished.

Thank you to everyone that took the time to leave a review, as always, very much appreciated.

Hope you all enjoy the update,

Wendy x

McGarrett's Residence

"Umph..." Steve grabbed for the object that had impacted his jaw as he was instantly brought awake. Realising that it was Catherine that was thrashing beside him as she fought of her attacker in her sleep he calmed a little. Turning onto his side he grabbed her hand as it came towards him once more. "Cath, wake up." He called loudly to her.

"I don't know where he is." Catherine called out, still asleep as the tears ran down her face. "Please, don't hurt him. NO!" she screamed as she once again lashed out with her arms.

"Come on baby, you need to wake up." Steve urged her, wanting desperately to take her in his arms and hold her till her nightmare had gone. He watched as she made no sign of waking, the nightmare keeping a tight grip on her. "Lieutenant, on your feet." He ordered in his best command voice, watching as she sprang upright in the bed as she responded to his command.

"It's okay, baby, I've got you." He soothed as he pulled her shaking body back against his as he wrapped his arms around her. "You're safe now, I promise you no one is going to hurt you." He cooed down her ear as he felt her relax against his body. He brushed a kiss across her cheek as he held her close.

Catherine turned in his arms, wrapping her own around his waist as she buried her face against his chest. She made no move to wipe at the tears that flowed down her cheeks as she sobbed against him. The image of her captures still vividly flashing through her head.

Steve rubbed at her back soothingly as he pulled her back down on the bed beside him, his arms holding her securely as he whispered reassurances softly into her hair. He waited till her breathing returned to normal before he brushed her hair from her face and kissed the tears from her cheeks. She looked up at him, offering him a watery smile as he peppered her face lovingly with kisses.

"I'm sorry." She apologised to him as she tentatively lifted her hand to place it on his cheek.

"You have nothing to apologise for." Steve told her as he brushed a kiss across her forehead just as their bedroom door was flung open, making them spring apart as they each went for a weapon. It didn't take them long to realise there was no threat as they saw Elizabeth stood in the doorway holding a large skillet, as the light from the landing spilled into their moonlit room.

"I heard you scream." Elizabeth announced as she looked around the room, her eyes settling on her son-in-law who was hastily pulling the bedclothes over his lap as her daughter pulled a pillow in front of her as she sank back onto the bed. "I thought we had another intruder." She defended as she realised her mistake.

"So, what, you thought you'd make them breakfast?" Catherine asked her mother in a sarcastic tone.

"Less of your lip, young lady." Elizabeth admonished her as she lowered the skillet.

"Sorry." Catherine apologised as she clutched the pillow to her naked body.

"Catherine had a bad dream, that's all." Steve explained as he assured her, "We're both fine."

"Oh, honey. How about I go and get you a nice cup of herbal tea, help you settle back down." Her mother suggested as her eyes came to rest on Catherine in concern.

"No, Mom, I'll be fine. Why don't you go back to bed?" Catherine assured her, wanting her mom to get the message and leave Steve and herself alone.

"If you're sure, honey?" Elizabeth said as she smiled at Catherine.

"I'll be fine." Catherine said once again.

"You call me if you need anything." Elizabeth told them as she stepped out of the room and pulled the door closed behind her.

Catherine bit her lip as she turned to look at Steve who had a grin on his face as he tried to hold in his laughter. He grabbed the pillow from her tossing it to the floor as he pulled her into his embrace as they both began laughing at the situation. She buried her face into his chest, feeling the laughter emanating from his body as she giggled against his shoulder.

"You okay now?" He asked once they had both calmed.

"Yeah. Sorry I woke you." She said as she pulled away slightly to look at his face.

"Don't be. I've woke you up plenty of times with my nightmares." He assured her as he brushed a kiss across her forehead. "Do you want to talk about it?"

Pulling out of his embrace she pushed herself to a sitting position as she leaned back against the headboard. "I was back in the basement with Rudenko hitting me, while Lynn was stood there taunting me. She kept telling me she was going after you next, how she was going to hurt you and make me watch." Catherine sobbed as she swiped at the tears on her face.

Steve sat up himself, pulling her into his body as he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. He didn't say anything, knowing she needed time to talk.

"I know it didn't happen like that, but it just felt so real." Catherine told him as she swallowed. "I couldn't let anything happen to you."

"I know." He agreed as he combed his hand through her hair. "Your Doctor suggested talking to a therapist, I think you should do it."

"No." She refused with a shake of her head.

"Cath, it will help. I sought help after my last run in with WoFat. He messed with my head so much, I didn't know what was real. He had me believing my dad was still alive, and a bunch of other shit. If it wasn't for Danny pushing me into talking to the Doctor I don't know what I would have done." He explained. "Just try it. I promise I'll be there for you every step of the way, you don't have to do it alone."

"I'll think about it." She told him, not wanting to give a definite answer on the subject.

"Alright." He agreed knowing that she wouldn't be pushed into doing something she didn't want. "Let's try and get some sleep." He suggested as he glanced at his bedside clock and realising that it was 1 in the morning.

"I'll be right back." She promised as she slid from the bed and slipped into the bathroom.

He watched as she slipped through the open doorway, not bothering with the light as she padded across the moonlit floor. He climbed from the bed himself, straightening the covers before climbing back in to wait for her as he heard the cistern flush, and the sound of running water as she washed her hands. She emerged a few minutes later, slipping under the covers that he held open for her as she moved into his embrace. Steve kissed her softly on the lips as he settled into a comfortable position on his back with Catherine plastered against his body.

"Cath?" He called softly in to the quiet room as he slipped his hand across her stomach, his fingers drawing imaginary patterns on her skin.

"Yeah?" She acknowledged as she lifted her head from his shoulder to look at him.

"When will you know if you are or not?" He asked as he waved his hand over her stomach

"Pregnant?" She asked, watching as he nodded his head. "The end of the week." She assured him with a smile.

"We keep practising in the mean-time!" He suggested with a sexy grin as he wiggled his eye brows at her.

Catherine chuckled at his words. "I wouldn't have it any other way with you." She promised as she placed a kiss over his heart before lowering her head to his shoulder as she closed her eyes. She sighed in contentment as his arm came around her shoulder, holding her close as they both drifted off to sleep.

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Turtle Bay resort.

After an hour and half drive along the Kamehameha highway, they pulled into the car park of the resort. Steve had opted to take the coastal route as he'd made the 46-mile journey to the North shore. He'd glanced across at Catherine, watching her as she'd rested her head against the headrest while she'd dozed. Although she had fallen asleep in his arms in the early hours of the morning, she had already been awake when he had woken for his swim.

He'd found her sat in one of the old battered chairs looking out across the water. She had her legs drawn up on the chair, her chin resting on her knees and her arms wrapped around her legs. She hadn't even heard him as he'd made his way through the back yard towards her, only looking up as he'd leaned on the back of the chair. She'd smiled up at him, turning him down when he asked her to join him for a swim.

Putting the truck in to park, he un-clipped his seat belt before turning to Catherine to wake her. Her face was turned towards him as she rested her head against the back of the seat as she slept. He took the opportunity to look at her, taking in the mottled bruises that still marred her skin. Her eye although still badly bruised had at least lost the swelling. He had no idea how long he sat there watching her, wanting nothing more than to reach out and touch her, but reluctant to wake her from her nap.

"Your staring." Catherine chided as she stirred, her eyes still closed.

"I'm admiring my wife's beauty." Steve told her as he leant across the space between the two seats and kissed her gently on the lips.

Catherine snorted at his words, her eyes fluttering open to look at his handsome face so close to hers. "You're just trying to get into my panties." She teased as she stroked a hand across his jaw.

He shook his head in denial of her words. "I've seen you covered in dirt and grime plenty of times, but you always look beautiful to me, Catherine." He took hold of her left hand, his thumb brushing across the wedding band on her finger as he asked her huskily. "Did you bring your wedding present ones?

"You'll just have to wait and see what I packed." Catherine replied as she rested her hand over the bruise that was beginning to form on his Jaw. "I really am sorry about this."

"I know." He replied as he pulled her into a hug and placed a kiss on her forehead. "You can always tell people I deserved it." He teased when he pulled back to look at her once more.

She smiled as she chuckled at his words, leaning forward to kiss him before pulling back and un-clipping the seat belt as she opened the door of the truck.

"You need a hand?" He asked as he watched her opening the door.

"I can manage." She told him with a small smile as she climbed out of the cab and closed the door to watch Steve grabbing their bags from the back of the Silverado. Walking to the front of the truck to meet him, she slipped her arm around his waist as they headed into the reception area of the hotel.

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"Wow, this place is amazing." Catherine said as Steve opened the door to their room, allowing her to enter before him. She moved towards the balcony, sliding the door open to step outside to take in the view. "It's so beautiful."

"Yeah." Steve agreed not really looking at the vista before him. His eyes were fixed on Catherine's body as she leaned against the railing taking in the view. Moving to stand behind her he slipped his arms around her waist as he moulded his body to hers. "You know I was thinking about our wedding."

"It was perfect, Steve. I don't need us to re-do any of our wedding day again." She said knowing where his thoughts were. "My only regret is having to wait a week for my wedding night." She added playfully as she turned in his arms to kiss him.

"I just feel like I cheated you out of a proper wedding day. You got to wear a dress I pulled out of your closet and I gave you a second-hand ring." He pointed out as he brushed her hair from her face.

"You gave me a ring that it very precious to you, the sentiments behind that makes it the most valuable thing in the world to me. I loved that dress the first time I wore it for you, and out of all the dresses you could have chosen that one is the most memorable. That was the first time we actually made it to dinner." She reminded him as she brushed a kiss across his lips. "You're planning and execution was perfect for us, Steve. I wouldn't change a single thing about our wedding." Catherine reassured.

Smiling down at her he took her mouth in a searing kiss as he wrapped his arms around her and lifted her off her feet, Catherine wrapping her legs around his hips as he carried her back into their room and laid her down on the bed. His kisses were tender and loving as he undressed her before slowly making love to his wife.

"I made reservations for Dinner." He told her as he kissed a path down her neck.

"Room service." Catherine insisted as she entwined her fingers in his hair, holding her to him.

"You sure?" He asked as he pulled away from breast to look up at her face.

"Steve!" She exclaimed in frustration at the loss of contact. "Why did you stop?"

"Dinner!" He pointed out as he shifted on the bed so his face was level with hers.

"Like we'd actually make it to dinner." She pointed out as she rolled on to her side and slipped her hand between them to cup his hardness. She watched as he closed his eyes, a large grin on his face as she gave him a gentle squeeze. "Get naked." She whispered as she brushed lips across his.

"Yes, ma'am." He replied, gently rolling her to her back as he kissed her before pulling away as he hastily removed his clothes.

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