A/N: Hey lovelies, I'm back from my trip to the U.S.A and so it is time for a new update.

I hope you like it, it's kinda filler but it gives the guys something the look into, and I tried to make it seem like the boys club was in session.

Enjoy!

Chapter 26: The Face of an Angel

Once back at the precinct, Danny, Steve and Peter found Chin alone with Officer Bobby Johansson working over the case and the wall where they had pinned up most of their evidence and photographs up, to keep them always within view and to build upon them as the case progressed. The ladies were no where to be found, and the members of the organized crime unit were still out in the field, at the scene of the most resent, gang related, murder. It was odd, however, not to find Kono and Lori with the rest of the team.

Glancing at the clock on the wall, before sitting down at one of the older computers, Danny knew why the girls were gone but Steve was confused and for a few minutes he paced waiting for them to show up while Chin, Peter, Bobby and Danny carried on with their work.

"Okay where are our women?" Steve asked with another impatient glance at the clock.

"Probably out getting their hair done for the girl's night my sisters are planning." Danny stated without looking up from the computer, "You know G.T.L; it's a way of life here in Jersey." Danny smirked sarcastically while Peter laughed outright.

Steve just stared on dumbfounded.

"It stands for Gym, Tan and Laundry. It was made popular by the guys on the Jersey Shore, and has become a stereotype for a group of people that fit into my generation," Bobby sighed from his place at the computer. "But, contrary to popular belief, we aren't all like that."

"Why would the girls need to do any of that…?" Steve asked. "They are already tanned from being in Hawaii. We've been running them ragged on this case and we're all living out of suitcases, so laundry won't be done before we get back to Hawaii."

"They probably aren't actually going to the Gym or getting Tans, but they do have to get all presentable for a new city and its night life. Elizabeth came to pick them up about forty minutes ago," Chin stated backing up Danny, "Who knows what other shopping and spa treatments are happening to get them ready for a night out."

"But it's only five." Steve huffed.

"And in the rest of the world people usually work till five and then go home." Peter counter. "The five of us can handle this, let the girls have fun on the shore even though it's January." Peter added with a laugh and a wink toward the native Jerseyans that surrounded him.

"High heals, short skirts and the chance for more snow tonight," Danny laughed.

"Women," Chin commented and turned back to the wall that was covered with their investigation.

"Why is it funny? Did the girls not check the weather?" Steve asked in confusion as all eyes fell on him.

"Wow, McGarrett, sometimes you can be really, really dense, brilliant most of the time, but in the way of society, dense." Chin laughed.

"When they wear the things that they wear, and the pain it must cause them, do you think they care what the weather forecast is going to be?" Danny asked seriously.

"Speaking of pain, my sisters dared me to wax my legs once," Bobby piped up, "I took that dare thinking I was man enough for it…I wasn't. Holy shit it hurt. I don't know how they go threw that all the time."

The men around him laughed heartily.

"They will wear what they want, when they want, because they can." Peter stated. "With two teenage daughters I could tell you some stories!"

"It starts young!" Danny laughed, "Grace is the same way and I'm sure she gets it from her mother."

"Says the man who wears a tie in Hawaii," Steve countered.

"Only for special occasions now," Danny winked sarcastically and instinctively fixed the tie he was wearing.

Lieutenant Coffee and Lieutenant Aquino walked in, in that moment and effectively ended the banter.

"What do you have for us?" Steve asked as he leaned on the table in the middle of the room and watched as the two men spread out some paper work.

"The results for your forensics findings are in," Bobby stated eagerly as he flipped open the files that the two other men had brought. "The epithelial trace on the knife is female and a match to the Machiavelli family, however, the blood on the knife had three different individual hits. One was Detective Williams, one was Carlo Machiavelli and the last was Buddy Salvo, and that blood matched the blood on the infirmary wall found by Commander McGarrett."

"Anything come back from the new crime scene?" Steve asked.

"Not yet," Bobby sighed, "but we did get a finger print match off the knife that is a bit odd and coincidental."

"Odd and coincidental?" Chin asked.

"Odd because they are a match to a Captain Lea-Marie Tramonty and she works for NJPD." Bobby stated as he read from the file, "do you know her?" he asked as he turned to the two State police officers.

Coffee and Aquino shook their heads.

"We have our inside guy!" Danny stated.

"Girl!" Bobby corrected.

"I have a hunch," Steve said as all eyes turned on him again, "Bobby, I need you to go back to the crime lab and have the techs run a comparison match with Captain Tramonty's DNA with the Machiavellis."

"You think she's been living under an alias all this time?" Mauro asked.

"One way to fly under the radar is to be one of us." Steve stated. "I need everything we can find on Lea-Marie Tramonty and if she was scheduled to be at the state pen last night. Then I need to know where she is right now."

"I'm on it!" Bobby stated and rushed out of the office.

"You have him eating out of your hands," Danny laughed as the young man fled.

"It's my shining personality," Steve smirked.

Danny rolled his eyes.