EPISODE 4 "Lanakila" (Victory)

Part 5


Mitch was with Kono and H.P.D while Chin and Steve tracked down Dawkins, following the money-crazed lunatic as he commandeered a helicopter and crash-landed onto the next island over.

Chin borrowed a helicopter from a friend —She swore that man knew everyone— and they chased him through the dense foliage, managing to get to him before his mental state deteriorated and he shot a member of the nice, small, three-person family whose helicopter ride he hijacked and held onto as hostages.

Since that nice small family drank the water and got worms, immediately falling sick, an extraction team was needed.

It took hours before Steve could meet her at the hospital.

"Dana," Craig, or Paul, or whatever the hell his name was croaked his fiancee's names as Steve pushed her wheelchair into the room. Mitch narrowed her eyes at him as he rolled Dana past her and the two police officers, but he only shook his head, the two officers watching silently as the couple's hands found one another.

"Why didn't you just tell me the truth?" she said.

"I was afraid you'd leave me if I did," his voice was soft and broken, his eyes firmly set on Dana's bruised face and her swollen eyes.

"You were wrong," she said.

Mitch left the man's room with Steve and Dana, leaving him to rest as Steve wheeled Dana back to her room. They'd leave after this. Case closed. They'd go back to HQ, wrap things up, then home— to his house, his father's house.

"I know what you're thinking," Dana said, breaking the silence. Neither Steve nor Mitch responded. "How could I not be angry?" she asked hypothetically. "But the man I fell in love with was Craig Ellers," she said, "not Paul Stark." There was something incredibly sweet about that, sweet and romantic and Mitch couldn't help but feel like she could never look at it that way. People were who they were, they changed, but the past mattered. It made them who they were. Nothing wasn't important and no one was ever as innocent as they seemed.

"Everybody deserves a little forgiveness," Dana said.

Mitch hoped that's how it worked.


"Hey, where's Mary?" Steve grilled Kamekona as they entered headquarters. Kamekona was sitting at the computer, looking none the worse for wear despite the missing blonde woman.

"I got good news and bad news," the Hawaiian man said.

"Oh, no, no."

"The good news, I got back with my girlfriend," Kamekona grinned widely, throwing his hands out to the sides.

"That's good," Steve said dryly.

"Bad news is you lost Mary," Mitch finished looking less than impressed.

"Sorry, she confused me with a Jedi mind trick," Kamekona shrugged.

"You want me to put out an APB?" Danny offered.

"No," Steve said, "I think I know where she is." His eyes caught Mitch's and she tilted her head, something in her gaze seeming to ask if he was okay. He nodded. Her lips quirked upward delicately and then she nodded.

He found her at the cemetery, standing above their father's grave, looking down with an achingly sad look on his face. He closed the door of his truck and walked over to her, careful not to startle her. "What's that?" Mary asked, motioning half-heartedly to the basket in his hand.

"Lunch," he smiled, bending to sit down on the grass.

She sat across from him, legs out to the side as he took the food out of the basket.

They had lunch in the green graveyard, the wind blowing blissfully through the clearing as they sat beside their father and talked.