They moved like ghosts through the yard. Taking out their potential targets one by one. Steve watched through the binoculars on the hill above as they worked their way towards the house. He felt the adrenaline rush that he knew each one of them was feeling. He couldn't help but compare them to the Seal teams he used to command. They looked just as professional and qualified as any team he had worked with. It gave him a sense of pride.

He focused on Danny who had crouched down next to a wall waiting to move into position to enter the house. He saw something out of the corner catch his eye and watched as one of Wo Fat's men came up behind him with his gun drawn.

"Danny!" he said, willing him to hear him, "Turn around! Damn it Danny, turn around!"

Steve watched helplessly as Danny turned, but only because the man had spoken to him. Danny's hands went up as he approached him. The gun pointed at his head. The man's body language was angry and agitated as he spoke to him. Steve saw Danny reply, which he could imagine was a smarts ass remark and not the reply the man was looking for, he stepped closer and cocked the gun.

Steve's breathing elevated and he dropped to his knees, watching the scene unfold. Terrified that at any second he would see Danny being shot in the head. He pulled out his gun from his back, aiming it in the air ready to fire a shot to distract them, giving Danny an advantage, but before he could get the shot out he heard another one below and watched as Wo Fat's man fell to the ground.

Kyung stood over him checking for a pulse. He reached his hand out to Danny, pulling him up.

Danny patted him on the shoulder, "Thanks, I owe you one."

Kyung nodded, "I hope you never have to repay," he said as they disappeared into the bushes.

Steve let out the breath he had been holding, mentally thanking Kyung for saving his life.

Lights suddenly came on in the compound from every direction. The gunshot had triggered intruders. Steve instantly focused on Wo Fat's bedroom. The lights came on and then went off again almost simultaneously.

The five of them met in the designated spot, guns drawn. Jake motioned for Danny and Chin to go around back and he, Kono and Kyung would take the front.

"If you shoot, shoot to kill." Jake reminded them.

Wo Fat rolled out of bed onto the floor, purposely knocking the lamp over. He took his gun from the bedside table and slipped on the dress pants from the nearby chair. He crawled on the floor toward his bedroom closet. The gunshot had woken him and somehow he just knew McGarrett was on the property. Once inside the closet he pushed a row of expensive suit jackets to the side, exposing a small door.

Danny kicked the backdoor of the house in and followed Chin through. They moved to the front of the house down a hallway and saw Jake and the others approach from the front door.

"Put it down," Kono yelled. She pointed her gun at a man that appeared from the study to their left. He dropped his gun and stared at Kyung, recognizing him.

"Yes, you know me," he said in Korean, walking over to him, "now I know you too. Don't forget that." He punched him in the face, leveling him.

Danny took the lead down the hall to where Wo Fat's bedroom was located. He and Chin stood on opposite sides of the door.

They looked at each other and nodded.

Danny turned the handle and flung the door open, they both hesitated waiting for a shot, when nothing happened they both entered, one low and one high. The only light in the room came from the large walk in closet. Danny hugged the doorframe with his gun extended into the room, scanning for any movement. When he was satisfied it was empty he turned to Chin.

"He's not here. Where the hell did he go?"

Jake moved past them into the closet. He knew from experience what to look for. Danny watched him squat down and point his gun toward the wall.

"Through here. He's like a rat."

Danny leaned over him, "Shit."

"Oh my god," Kono said, her face turning white from shock. She held up a photo that was sitting on Wo Fat's desk. "Look at this Danny."

He walked over to her stunned expression and took the photo. His eyes widened and he couldn't believe what he was looking at. He put it in his pocket and ran back to the closet, "We have to catch him! We can't let him get away!" He bent down and crawled through the door in pursuit of him.

Wo Fat laid on his back and kicked open the hatch on the other side of the tunnel. He had never used it before, but was now congratulating himself on adding it to the house while being built. Grass had grown over the wood door and dirt fell on him as it flew open. He lifted himself out and brushed off his pants, tucking his gun behind his back. He got about ten feet from the tunnel when he heard a familiar voice.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Wo Fat stopped in his tracks, staring down the gun that Steve held. He opened his hands that were at his side, showing he had no weapon.

"Commander McGarrett," he said ruefully, "it seems that the tables have turned on me."

"Did you really think I'd stop hunting you?"

"Well, now that you have me, what are you going to do with me," he put his wrists together and held them out, "arrest me again? Or perhaps shoot me."

Steve cocked the gun, "I prefer to shoot you."

"Ahh," Wo Fat teased, holding his arms out, "then do it. Right now!" He was taking the chance of calling his bluff. He knew McGarrett hated him, but took the chance that he wouldn't shoot him if he were unarmed. It was the only advantage he had against him.

Steve's finger scratched the trigger of the gun. All he had to do was pull slightly and the inner peace he had been searching for over the last sixteen years could finally be achieved. He stared at this person who had caused him so much pain and heartache, more so over the last three months. His finger twitched again when he thought of the years he lost with his parents, he and Mary both. This person had robbed him of a family. But as he stood there staring at him, standing in the very scenario he had imagined hundreds of times over the years, he held back. He saw a human being standing in front him, no matter how much he hated him, he saw and felt what Wo Fat never did when in the same position. Steve had compassion; even if it was just the smallest most insignificant amount toward this person, it was there. He thought of Lexi and how she had managed to show him a different side of life, he wasn't the same person that hunted him before she came along. He looked at Wo Fat's empty hands, seeing how he posed no threat to him. If he shot him, it would be murder.

Steve let the gun fall to his side.

Wo Fat went to move for the gun behind his back when Danny came up behind him out of the dark, "Don't move," he said angrily, sticking the barrel of his gun into Wo Fat's neck. He pulled out the gun from his back and threw at Steve's feet. "Why didn't you shoot him?" he asked confused, knowing this is what he had been striving for.

Steve stared at Danny, "I don't know. He wasn't armed. I couldn't just shoot him." He looked at Wo Fat's smug expression, "You're an animal. I'm not. I can't shoot a man in cold blood unless my life is threatened, that's the difference between you and I."

Danny kept the gun pointed at him and walked over to Steve. He reached his hand out, holding what looked like a picture. "Here," Danny said, "take it."

Steve looked at him and then at his hand, "What is it?" he asked, taking the photo from him.

"The threat on your life," Danny responded.

Steve turned so the lights from the compound could show him the image. He felt a shiver run down his spine as he stared at the picture of Lexi. He recognized the blue sundress she had on and the spot where she was standing. The surveillance shot had been taken of her in his backyard. They had been that close. But the part that made his blood run cold was the drawing on the photo. In black ink Wo Fat had drawn a swollen belly, indicating the baby, and then Lexi's face and the baby were violently scratched out with red ink. It had been done with such anger and force it had dug a hole through the picture.

With no hesitation, Steve turned, lifted his gun and fired two bullets, dead center into Wo Fat's chest.