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A/N: So, here's the last chapter of the first season. Thank you so much for your amazing reviews and all the alerts and favs. After posting this I'm gonna take a small break because season 2 needs a lot of planning and I have other ideas I wanna write.
Of course my special thanks goes to Tiana-P for the encouragement, the advices or just listening to my crazy-assed rantings. To be honest, without her, this story wouldn't exist.
Tell me what you think!
When Steve walks into the bedroom after his shower he finds Kono awake, eyeing him with a dark and hungry look.
"Come here." She pats the bed beside her, pulling the covers away to reveal her naked body.
His towel falls to the floor as he grins at her, dirty and genuine, dropping down to the mattress and getting right up next to her. She hooks her leg around his thighs, twines her hand into his hair, pulling him close to kiss his mouth, slow and messy and sweet.
Sometimes he thinks he likes her the best like this, pliant and sleep-warm, so unconcerned, so responsive, every little brush of his hand or his lips making her sigh or moan. It's a side of her that nobody ever sees; it's a part of her that he doesn't have to share with anybody else, and there are so precious few things he can say that about.
She grinds up against him, her eyelids falling shut, her mouth falling open; and there's nothing urgent about it at all, just their bodies sliding together, quiet and sweat-slick.
It's so good, so easy, just right, special and theirs and still like a revelation even though they've done it a hundred times or more. Kono just keeps moaning, half-asleep and half-transported, and Steve can't get enough of it, can't get enough of her. He just keeps moving against her, his body driving into hers, her legs wrapped up around his waist to urge him closer, tighter, more.
She comes without any fanfare, just gasps out his name and clutches at him, her short fingernails biting into the skin of his back; he tumbles over with her, panting, pressing into her as deep as he can go, until it feels like there's no telling where he stops and she begins.
She lets her legs slide down off his back, their calves tangling together; and he knows he should probably move, because it's going to be really uncomfortable in a minute or two, but right now, he's really content to just lay on top of her and let her hair muffle the sated noises he keeps making.
Of course his phone chooses that moment to start ringing and he moves to get it from the nightstand with a resigned sigh.
It's Chin.
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"When are you gonna ask her out?" Steve turns towards Chin with a grin.
"Who? Miss Hills?" Chin looks back at him confused.
"No, the Governor." Steve huffs. "Who do you think? Every time we see Laura, she's sexting you with her eyes."
"What? Come on." Chin laughs, shaking his head.
"What, are you kidding me?" Steve looks at him disbelievingly. "For a great detective you are really clueless sometimes."
"Sure." Chin pats his shoulder as they walk up the stairs. "Who uses the word sexting anyway? What are you, sixteen?"
"Hey," Steve nudges Chin's side with his elbow. "I tell you something, sexting is much more fun at this age."
"Why is that?" Chin raises an amused brow. "You know what, if the explanation involves my cousin I really don't want to hear it."
"Let's change the subject then." Steve grins.
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"Hey, Kono." Charlie greets her with a wide smile when she walks into the lab. "Howzit?"
"Hey, Charlie." She smiles back politely. "I'm good."
"I'm good too, thanks." Steve halts beside Kono, his shoulder almost touching hers and he fights down the urge to wrap his arm around her waist.
"Oh, Commander McGarrett." Charlie's smile disappears on instant, looking at Steve nervously. "What can I do for you?"
"I need you to check if these samples are from the same person." Steve crosses his arms over his chest, glancing at Kono. "Keiki?"
Kono gives the envelopes and the datebook to Charlie while glaring at Steve. She swears that one of these days she's gonna shoot him for acting like jealous asshole for no apparent reason.
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"Well, hope you like it." Danny motions around. "This is what it's going to look when you die. This is your heaven."
Steve doesn't pay attention to him just keeps looking for their guy.
"Want anything while we're here?" Danny asks. "New ammo belt? Night vision goggles? A sexy thigh holster for Kono? Her birthday is coming up, right?"
"Danny why are you always so interested in our uh, private life, huh?" Steve gives Danny his 'homicidal husband' look.
"Forget it." Danny makes a dismissive motion with his hand. "Oh, powdered eggs."
"Let me tell you something. I'd take powdered eggs over your eggs any day."
"My eggs…you love my eggs." Danny raises his voice, offended.
"They are terrible, Danny." Steve drawls. "That's why we host the team meals and not you."
"Oh yeah," Danny lets out a dreamy sigh. "Kono is a goddess in the kitchen."
"Not just in the kitchen." Steve mutters under his breath before they reach their suspect. "Hello Dale."
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"Excuse us for a minute." Kono looks at Danny, grabbing Steve's arm.
She pulls him into the armory, closing the door behind them.
"Steve, what the hell is going on?" She stares at him with wide eyes. "Chin told me that O'Rilley said that you bought the claymores. And that HPD found your prints all over Laura Hills's house."
"They try to set me up." Steve sighs, scrubbing a hand over his face.
"What? Who? Wo Fat?"
"Maybe. I don't know."
"What are we going to do?" She asks, concern written all over her face.
"Hey," Steve steps closer, placing his hands on her shoulders. "Hey, listen to me. Everything's gonna be all right, okay? I promise."
"Don't." Kono snaps, shrugging his hands off. "Don't make promises, please."
"Sorry." He pulls her against him.
"I'm scared." She admits quietly. "I don't wanna lose you."
"You won't." He reassures her. "I have to go."
"Don't do anything stupid, okay?" Kono pleads.
"I'll try." He pecks her lips before walking out of the armory.
Kono stares after him with a heavy heart.
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"What the hell are you doing?" Kono walks into their bedroom when Steve pulls the black shirt over his head.
"I told you to stay at Chin's place, didn't I?" Steve looks at her, clenching his jaw.
"And I've told you that I'm not one of your Navy men a million times." Kono snaps back, opening her dresser. "I don't give a fuck about your benevolent dictatorship either."
"What are you doing?" He looks at her confused when she starts to change her clothes.
"What does it look like?" She asks angrily. "I'm coming with you."
"Oh, no." Steve hardens his voice. "No, you don't. You are going back to Chin's."
"Shut up." Kono shouts, walking up to him and jabbing a finger into his chest. "Listen to me, Steve, if you think I'm gonna sit there while you are out there doing something dangerous and extremely stupid, you are out of your fucking mind. I'm coming with you or I'm getting a divorce. Are we clear?"
"Divorce?" He scowls at her, his gaze so intense it's burning her skin. "Are you blackmailing me?"
"Blackmail?" Kono lets out a humorless laugh. "Look, I can't do this anymore. I can't let you do this alone. We are partners, right? You nearly tore Chin's head off when he didn't ask for help but you are doing the same thing right now."
"But…"
"No," Kono shakes her head vehemently. "I'm coming with you. I'm gonna stay in the car, I'll be your backup."
Steve stares at her for a long minute and honestly, her standing there clad in black, all fierce and protective makes him equal part nauseous and turned on. Which is a pretty unreal combination.
"Okay." He nods, voice low and hoarse with all the feelings stuck in his throat. "Let's go."
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"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Danny shouts at Steve. "What the hell is the matter with you?"
"Would it kill you to knock on this door just once?" Steve seethes with anger.
"Knock on the door? Why? What's with the ambush?" Danny rants before noticing Kono too, standing at the kitchen's door with gun in hand. "Why are you two dressed like ninjas?"
Kono doesn't say a word, just follows Steve's movements with her eyes while patting Koa's head absentmindedly.
"Okay, what is it?" Danny sighs but cuts Steve off before he could say anything. "No, no, no, don't answer. Tell me you two didn't break into the Governor's house. Please tell me you were just out playing one of your insane foreplay games."
"The key fit, Danny." Steve says in a tight voice.
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Later that night, Danny sits in the armchair beer in hand, looking at Kono, curled up against Steve's side on the couch, passed out on his shoulder with one hand fisted in his shirt.
"I can't believe that you let her go with you." Danny shakes his head.
"I didn't have a choice." Steve sighs, tightening his hold around her. "She threatened to leave me."
"Right," Danny scoffs. "Why I'm not even surprised. Congratulations, you managed to find the only woman in the world who matches your crazy."
"Danny," Steve says seriously, looking into his friend's eyes. "If anything happens to me, I want you to take care of her, okay? Pack a bag, grab Koa and send her to the mainland."
"What?" Danny raises his voice a little but not enough to wake Kono. "Are you out of your mind? She's not gonna leave and you know it. She'd shoot me before I could finish that sentence."
"I don't care how you do it." Steve says sternly. "Look, Wo Fat knew that she's my wife and that means the Governor knows it too. They're gonna go after her at some point. I need you to keep her safe, can you do it for me?"
"Yeah." Danny nods.
He doesn't know how to tell Steve about Rachel, the baby and that he's gonna leave Hawaii in like fifteen hours. So he doesn't say anything, just looks at Steve, the way his friend strokes Kono's arm gently, his eyes full of unsaid emotions and Danny doesn't have the slightest idea how to handle this mess. He feels like being torn by the arms in the opposite directions.
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"We got a problem." Chin turns towards them with a worried expression. "HPD is on its way right now to arrest you for killing Laura Hills."
"Kono, get everything off the screens." Steve orders. "Wipe the drives. Wipe everything."
"This is ridiculous." Jenna cries. "He's being set up."
"What are you going to do?" Chin asks.
"I don't know." Steve admits. "I got no honest chance of beating this if the Governor's involved. Not if I'm locked up."
"All right, listen." Danny looks at him, strangely calm. "Do me a favor. Please just lay low. Okay? We'll get something on the Governor and we will end this."
"I got to go." Steve grabs Danny's arm. "Remember what we were talking about last night? Do it now, please."
Steve walks up to Kono and pulls her in for a quick, hard kiss.
"I love you." He rushes out the words in a low voice. "Please listen to Danny."
"What?" She asks confused, panic written all over her face. "Steve?"
But he's already running towards the exit.
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"You don't understand Danny." Chin says forcefully. "There is no Five-O anymore."
Danny stares at him, shocked to silence then he looks at Steve, sitting in the backseat of the police car and he inwardly prays for this to be the worst nightmare of his life. He fucking needs to wake up.
"Did you do it?" Steve's desperate voice brings him out of his reverie. "Danny, did you do it?"
Danny can't bring himself to tell Steve about Kono. He's not sure what his friend would do if he knew.
"Hey, Steve, don't worry. I'll get you out of there." He says instead.
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Kono walks up to the counter in a daze, her mind completely blank and she can't help but think about Steve and if he's okay and how badly she needs him right now.
"You're going to have to turn in your gun and badge." Detective Ahuna says but she's not really listening.
Kono turns her head because suddenly feels Steve's presence and her heart starts to beat violently in her chest. Their eyes meet and she finds herself out of breath, choking on the panic with shaking limbs. Something hot and sharp blows up painfully inside of her and she has to grip the counter not to fall to the floor. She keeps looking at him, his rapidly blurring contours as the tears fill her eyes and first time in her life she feels completely lost.
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"Turn and face the camera." Steve hears a man's voice but he can't tear his gaze away from her.
The outside world suddenly fades away and he's transported into that little empty place in his head, full of white static, he inhabits every time before he pulls the trigger. But there's no gun in his hand this time, there's nothing just the loud noise of his blood, roaring in his ears and her face, scared and vulnerable, she looks too fragile and flayed with all of her defenses gone and he tries not to lose his head as his worst fear comes true.
"I said turn and face the camera." The man repeats.
Steve moves unwillingly, clearing his face from any emotion while his whole world comes crashing down around him. When he looks in her direction again, she's gone and for the first time in almost twenty years he feels completely alone.