A/N: Hey Everyone – it's just that time again. I've been super busy lately with my writing and I'm trying to keep on top of getting things posted. Hope you like this bunch of prompts and watch for more to come very soon.
Prompts 351 to 360
This prompt is just a little light hearted conversation between Steve and Danny about Children. In my mind – Steve wants them.
Where would you be now if you had married your first love?
"Twelve kids later!" Steve joked as he laughed out loud at his partner.
"Nah, see that's why it would have never worked out between Suzy and I. She was such a feminist - at the ripe old age of 9 - and she swore off children, and damnit, I knew I wanted them!"
"Because even at that young age, we know where your mind was at!"
"It's true," Danny laughed, "and you wonder why I have such an issue with Grace being around boys at her age."
"If they are anything like you, Daniel, you are warranted in your paranoia!"
"I know! Why doesn't anyone else see this?" Danny chuckled. "But in all honesty I know it would have never worked out with my first love. She was a bad girl, she got me into some trouble, and my mother hated her, and when momma Williams isn't happy then you know you are completely wrong. Then again, at that time I was trying to be rebellious while still trying to keep my young brother and sisters under control and on the straight and narrow path. 'Do as I say, not as I do' was my motto back then, but it didn't last very long."
"So you wouldn't have been a cop if you ended up with the first one you loved?" Steve asked slyly.
"Probably now," Danny laughed. "From what I understand she's currently serving a life sentence in Jersey for manslaughter."
"What?" Steve gasped.
"Yeah, long after we broke up and I got through with the academy and was well on my way to being awesome - she was arrested when she flew back to Jersey and was tried for the murder of a man she had been connected with shortly after high school. We were together for less than a year in High School and I moved on relatively quickly and she flunked a few times and was held back. I think she was actually there for six years before she was kicked out." Danny explained. "I didn't pay much attention to it until I heard about it in the precinct, and even then it wasn't until much later when she tried to appeal the judge's ruling."
"Ok, what about your second love?" Steve asked with interest.
"She ran off with a woman," Danny stated shortly.
"Yikes," Steve said sympathetically. "Where does Rachel fit in?"
"Rachel came along completely by accident. I was seeing another woman at the time and Rachel hit my cruiser. I gave her driving lessons, at one point in there the woman I was with broke up with me to move to Australia where she had gotten a new job and wasn't ever going to come back, and I really wasn't interested in working things out long distance. Rachel was there, and things just sort of fell into place, and at the time my mother adored her, so that was a big plus in Rachel's favour. Mom still really likes Rachel and believes that we could have worked things out somehow, but Rachel is just another one in a long list and who knows what will happen."
"But you want to have more children right?" Steve asked.
"Yes," Danny admitted with a nod. "Kids are great and Grace is my everything. She's the reason I get up in the morning and why I go to bed exhausted every night. She makes the world turn."
"I want them too," Steve said honestly. "I have for so long. I always wondered what it would be like to come home to children and a wife while I was serving my country. It wouldn't have been fair but it would have been nice to come home too."
"Have you had this conversation with Catherine?" Danny asked seriously.
"Yeah," Steve nodded, "but she's more interest in her career right now and doesn't want to make me a single dad."
"That's smart, but you can't wait forever either." Danny stated. "If I can do it, so can you."
"I know, and who know what the next year might bring."
"If we make it through another year," Danny said wearily.
Steve laughed, "There have been some close shaves - that's for sure."
Danny shot Steve a silent look that said more about the number of close calls and near misses than Danny could vocalize.
"Okay, maybe more like a lot." Steve added with a chuckle, "but like you said, you go home every night and you can do this whole single dad thing and be a cop."
"And you're good with kids – or rather you've become better with children – so that's half the battle. Trust me though; dealing with them when they are infants is a lot of work."
"I want to do that work." Steve said honestly.
"Well, damnit, tell Catherine that and get pregnant!" Danny joked.
"That's easier said than done."
"Not really." Danny winked.
"See where you're head's at?" Steve asked with a shake of his head.
In a way, a lot of lies can lead to the truth. I think Danny and Steve would really understand how to manipulate a lie if they have to. Also, I believe Danny does more driving than we actually know about – just maybe in a different way.
Imagine someone who tells a lie to himself and others. What would happen if he stopped?
"You don't understand. Lying is all I have. I don't even know what is truth or fiction anymore." The young man said as he sat in the back of the Camaro - handcuffed. "I swear, I don't think I did it! I was writing all day and my mind was completely lost in the fiction. I'm a writer not a murderer."
"Then why did you run?" Steve asked as he looked in the rearview mirror at the man.
"Read the last thing I wrote!"
Danny cleared his throat, opened the evidence bag and pulled out a notebook they had confiscated "From afar Jose could hear the creeping of the spirits that had been haunting him. They were all around him now. This was the end, the last in a long line of moments that lead Jose to his downfall. He jumped up - shadowed in darkness, and placing one foot in front of the other he did the only thing he could think of. He ran." Danny read.
"Maybe you're not who we think you are," Steve said with a sigh, "but I don't think that you are in any condition to be alone right now. I think you need a psychiatric evaluation."
"You think I'm crazy?" the young man asked. "I've always thought there was something crazy and unknown about me, but I always though I knew the kind of crazy and could control it. Do you really think I'm crazy?"
"Yes or a very good actor. With the psychiatric evaluation we can keep you for observation either way." Danny stated in a matter of fact tone of voice. "So we either find evidence to prove that you are lying to us or the doctor's find evidence that you are mentally unstable and having hallucinations and suffering from bouts where you don't realize you are you and not your characters. Either way - you could be a very dangerous man and so you will remain in custody until we get to the bottom of this." Danny explained never looking at the man but staring straight ahead through the familiar streets of Honolulu – they were taking a route that they took often enough and Danny knew every twist and turn, every light and stop sign, and just how busy this particular route could get at different times of the day.
The young man sighed and looked at his handcuffed hands, "Maybe there really is something wrong with me. Maybe I did it and I just didn't know it. I'm not at fault if I didn't know I was doing it –am I?"
"No," Danny answered. "But if the doctors find nothing wrong with you, then what is your excuse?"
"There has to be something wrong. I have to be sick." The man stated and there was a tension and panic in the way he spoke.
"I don't think so," Steve stated with a shake of his head as he caught a glance from his partner that screamed at him to tread lightly. "I think you think that we think you are crazy, and that's all part of the lie. You said yourself you can't tell truth from frictions - that lies were all you knew - so why would you tell the truth now? Do I look like I was born yesterday? Do you think that I don't know how to read people? No, I think you're telling one lie to cover another lie and we keep calling you on it. You're guilty! I caught you red handed and running. You're not getting out of this!"
"Steve that's not how police work works!"
"I dare you to prove he's innocent!" Steve retorted.
"You are not torturing this kid to get to the truth!" Danny yelled at his partner as the awkwardness in the car grew.
"Oh yes I will. If your psychiatrists come up with nothing I will take matters into my own hands. I have permission. I have full immunity and means! I am Steve McGarrett and I can do whatever the hell I want!"
"Torture?" The kid with the over excited imagination piped up.
"Think long and think hard about the worst forms of torture you can think of, and double that because of my training and my specializing." Steve stated and made direct eye contact in the rear view mirror and never broke his gaze - even while Danny was trying frantically to get his partner to put his eyes back on the road.
The kid grew silent and defiant - not ready to give in and not ready to break eye contact. At one point Danny grabbed the wheel of the car and swerved because Steve was just as defiant and demanding. He hammered his foot down on the accelerator as Danny steered the car.
"You're going to get us all killed!" Danny yelled as he reached over again and pulled the steering wheel hard to the right.
"Okay! You're Right! I did it!" The kid yelled. "I killed those people. I did it for the story! I needed to know how it felt so that I could write about it. I don't regret anything!"
Steve slammed on the brakes. Everyone in the car flew forward and then fell back into their seats. Danny seems to have braced himself well enough and so had Steve, but the kid fell forward, smacked the back of the passenger seat and then fell back into his place.
"I told you it would work!" Steve stated with a twisted grin on his face.
"Whoa, back the truck up here. I was the one that told you that the particulars of this case were too particular in his writing! I'm the one that reads! You can't even make it through the Sunday news paper without getting bored!" Danny yelled.
"You planned all this?" The kid gasped.
"You think I'm dumb enough to drive erratically with a suspect - and potentially innocent man - in the car and not have a plan?" Steve asked with a laugh. "We knew you were guilty before you even tried to sweet talk your way out of this shit. It may be a running joke that I always drive Danny's car, but in reality, Danny does most of the driving even when I'm in the driver seat!"
Danny nodded his agreement.
"I can't believe I fell for it." The kid said with a shake of his head.
"Oh and we caught the whole thing on tape." Danny added and spun around the dash camera to show that it had actually been pointed in the suspect's direction all the time. "Sometimes McGarrett really does get bored of his usual methods, and sometimes we just find it easier to turn the car into an interrogation room."
"God you guys are good." The kid said with a shake of his head. "Can I use this in my next story?"
"A story you'll be writing from the confines of a maximum security prison? Go for it." Steve stated and pulled into traffic once more.
This prompt will eventually end up a part of the sequel story I'll be writing to Hamau Pohaku. Call it a teaser if you like and welcome back Gladys McMahon.
Put your character (or yourself) in the dark. See what happens.
"Why does it have to be so dark?" Danny asked out loud hoping that the only person who could hear him was Steve, but knowing that if experience had served him correctly, someone else was bound to hear it all, and deep down in the darkest parts of his soul, Danny knew exactly who was to blame for this situation. He'd been waiting for it - knew it would come and here it was.
"Just stay calm." Steve said from somewhere in the darkness.
"Calm is easy for you. You weren't the one buried alive." Danny panicked but tried to keep it together.
"At least we're together this time. We can get out of this - together."
"Oh I highly doubt that, but do try. It will be ever so entertaining." A voice echoed off the damp dark walls.
"Gladys." Danny gasped.
"Fear doesn't become you Daniel, what would my brother say?" Gladys responded with a sick sort of tone that could drive anyone to their deepest fears. "He'd say, 'Daniel, your mind is playing tricks on you. Fear is nothing more than a figment of your imagination. Imagine it away, or embrace it as your strength, but don't fall victim to your fear.'"
"You're brother is dead, I shot him and silenced him forever." Danny retorted.
Gladys chuckled. "Oh Daniel, if that were true, you wouldn't be so afraid. You hear his voice every time you close your eyes. You hear him taunting you and you hear him not in me. He will always be here. There is no silencing the ghosts that haunt your mind."
"Danny, stop talking to her. Don't let her get inside your head."
"It's too late Stevie boy, we're all trapped inside Danny's noggin!" Gladys mocked. "Trapped together this time, and trapped is where you will remain - unless your two lovely partners – Chin and Kono - back in the light can find their way through my little rat race and into the darkness. Unlike my brother, I'm not about to give them any links to you or bread crumbs – though they know exactly who they are dealing with. I gave them that much. They have seen my face by now. They'll have to find you all on their own. But, I'm not completely unfeeling - Lord no! There is one way out for you, Daniel and Steviekins. One escape. One plan B. There is one thing you can do to make this work to your advantage."
"It can't be death. You would have left us our weapons for that." Steve stated.
"Exactly Stevie - not just another pretty face are we? No indeed, death would be a waste of my time and effort, and I have been planning my revenge since that moment you locked me in that dark, dungeonous military prison cell. How do you like it now? There is one way out of this darkness for you two - it will be hard. It will test you, but if you can figure it out on your own, well, then I will turn myself in and I'll gladly go back to jail - or you can kill me Daniel." Gladys mocked.
"And what if our friends find us first?" Steve asked.
"Well if they are smart enough for that, I'll be long gone before they get to you. You had better pray for a sunny day - chasing the clouds away..." Gladys sang the familiar tune to the children's show and made all of the hairs on the back of Danny's neck stand on end - it was like he was listening to her brother in the moment when he realized he'd been buried alive.
"You'll never get away with this!" Danny yelled.
"Oh Daniel, I already have!" Gladys said and laughed a laugh that dripped and echoed off the walls of the dark place and then it faded away to nothing but silence.
We've seen this happen before in the show. Here's just another little snippet.
You are a military officer responsible for going to people's homes to tell them that a family member has died in combat, is a prisoner of war, injured, missing in action, and the like. Describe one of the notification scenes.
Steve sat on the curb with his head in his hands. He had moved down the block from the house where he'd made the announcement. He wanted to be out of sight, but he knew that he was not in a proper state of mind to do any driving just yet. He was dress in his dress blues, and somehow he didn't care that he was sitting on the ground on the curb near the Camaro.
It had taken a while but Danny had managed to track down his partner. He sat down on the curb next to Steve and stayed silent for a long moment, until finally he just couldn't stay silent any longer.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Danny asked.
"It never gets easier, does it?" Steve asked as he removed his uniform hat and held it in his hands.
"Never, especially when the deaths are senseless and inevitable," Danny stated. "I'm sorry you had to break it to the family, but he was a navy man, and they deserved to hear it from you – with highest honors."
"He'd only just come home." Steve said with a sigh.
"I know, and he was set to leave again in a week. Instead he ended up in the wrong place at the wrong time for all the right reasons - trying to set his brother straight."
"Danny, don't you ever put yourself in that situation if Matty shows up. I wouldn't be able to handle telling your mother that you lost your life trying to save your bother." Steve stated and there was emotion on his tone that told Danny more than Steve had meant.
Danny reached over and put his hand on Steve's arm, "I wouldn't be able to your sister either but I worry that you're going to run off and do something crazy every day."
Steve nodded his understanding.
"All right," Danny said as he stood and brushed off the dried grass that clung to his pants. "Let's get you outta hear and out of that uniform. I think it's making things worse. Then we'll get you good and liquor-ed up so that you can forget about this for a while."
"I don't think that's a good idea." Steve said as he stood. "Drinking is never a good way to lose yourself. I drink for fun and this isn't fun."
"All right, you wanna go to the shooting range and shoot something?" Danny asked sympathetically.
"No, but thank you for offering, I think I'd like to be alone."
"Don't do anything stupid!" Danny warned.
"I won't. I promise."
I think this prompt is more inspired by Chicago Fire than it is Hawaii Five-O. If you didn't already know Lauren German who played Lori Weston is in that show and she plays the best character in my opinion. She's a gay paramedic who is open and sassy and just wonderfully vocal in her beliefs and her work. She's truly a wonderfully written character. Even if you didn't like Lori, you should totally give Leslie Shay a chance because she's amazing!
Two paramedics have a patient in the back of the ambulance. The patient has only about 30 minutes to live. It could take 20 minutes or more to get to the hospital. What's going on in the ambulance?
"Steve, he's not going to make it!" EMT technician Aaron McCallough stated as he grabbed Steve's bicep to try and steady himself as his partner, Trisha, hammered down on the accelerator and the sirens wailed. "He's losing blood too fast. We're going to take at least 20 minutes to get him to a trauma centre, and the more you badger him the less time he'll have! Please let me work or I'm going to stab you with this needle and sedate you!"
"He's the key to saving all those kids!" Steve yelled. "Damnit Kole, tell me where the children are!" Steve yelled as he shook the shot and bleeding man on the gurney.
"If he's so important, why did you shoot him?" Aaron asked frantically.
"Because he was shooting at Danny!"
"Not the right choice, Kole." Aaron said with a shake of his head as his opinion swayed toward the side of Five-O. "Trisha, can you get us there any faster."
"Doing the best I can while still keeping you on your feet and injury free! Would you rather I let Commander McGarrett drive?"
"NO!" Aaron yelled and hung another bag on the dangerously swaying equipment.
"Where are the children Kole?" Steve yelled again.
"Koko Head." Kole stated, choked, and spoke again. "They were taken to Koko Head."
"Why?" Steve asked. "It's out in the open. There is no where to hide!"
"Dog in a hot car doesn't have long to live." Kole stated.
"Danny, get up to Koko Head and find a vehicle large enough to hold those twelve missing children. Bring help!" Steve yelled into his phone.
"He's crashing!" Aaron yelled as Steve was pushed away from the man on the gurney.
"We're almost there."
"We're going to be too late!" Aaron yelled and injected something into the tube in Kole arm.
"We're going to be too late to save any of them." Steve stated and watched in horror as Kole died right before his eyes.
Little girls, no matter what the reason, know that they can go to their dads to fix the problems that seem so big and overwhelming – even if the problems aren't as bad as they would seem. Imagine Danny and Grace. Imagine how serious it would be for him just to know that Grace was upset. This prompt is all about Daddy Danny doing what Daddy do best. I miss my dad desperately.
You'd just die if anyone ever saw this diary entry.
Steve watched, unable to pull his eyes off his partner, as Danny paced slowly in his office with his daughter in his arms. For a girl her age, you would think she would be too old for a good cuddle from her father, but today just wasn't the case, and Danny picked her up and held her with so much easy that it seemed like something they'd do often enough.
Grace had showed up, nearly in tears, all by herself, on a school day, and she had clearly been sobbing prior to her journey. She rushed past everyone in the office, turning heads as she went, and found Danny in Steve's office. She tried valiantly not to cry as she opened the door and stepped in, but as soon as Danny turned around and looked at her, all her resolve let go as she managed to whisper "Daddy" before the flood gates were opened.
Danny practically fell out of his chair in a frantic rush as he wrapped his arms around his sobbing child and lifted her up and held her close to him. Steve had never seen such panic or resolve - except for once when they had found Grace after an abduction. It was like the father would never, ever, let his child go again.
"Gracie what happened sweetheart. What's the matter?" Danny asked in a tone of voice that was reserved for only this child and only in times like this.
"It's horrible. I'm so embarrassed." Grace sobbed, and with her in his arms Danny stood and left the office.
He walked across the hall to his own office - still with his daughter in his arms - and managed to open and close his door and begin the pacing that Steve was now watching. Steve wondered how he managed to do that with a girl clinging to him, but he guessed it was a thing fathers learned to do very early on.
After a long while of Danny pacing and Grace crying, and then along time of the two of them sitting on the sofa in Danny's office and Danny passing her tissues, the two of them finally emerged and Grace has stopped crying. She looked exhausted but the worst of the ordeal seemed to have been magically resolved as only a father could do.
"What happened?" Steve whispered as Danny came into his office and held out his hand - which was the common gesture between them that said 'I need my keys back now'.
Danny sighed, and there was something different about the way he sighed. He wasn't angry, but relieved. It almost seemed like he wanted to laugh but knew he better not. A twist of the corner of his mouth told Steve that it was a matter of childhood drama rather than something horribly wrong and Danny could see that Steve found relief in the simple exchange.
"The boy at school that Grace likes stole her diary and read it out loud to all the boys on the playground. In the diary she'd written that she liked him and they all teased her for it. She was mortified, and I don't blame her for being that ways, so I told her I would take her back to school and we would talk to the principal, while you prepped to do a classroom visit in the very near future to talk about bullying." Danny explained. "Needless to say, she thinks boys suck, and I'm okay with that sentiment."
"You want me to scare the crap out of the little shit?" Steve asked with wide eyes.
"He was mean to my little girl!" Danny stated.
"I'm going to scare the crap out of that little shit!" Steve said with more resolved.
"Good." Danny said with another nod and Steve handed over the keys.
"Are you sure you have to take Grace back to school today? She looks so tired and worn out. We could go for ice-cream instead and you could go directly to the school tomorrow morning. Give her a little more time to calm down." Steve suggested.
"I suppose that could be good, but what am I supposed to do. I have to work today?" Danny asked.
"Nah, we'll take the rest of the day off," Steve stated, jumped up from his seat and snatched the keys out of Danny's hand once more. "Gracie needs ice-cream right now and a good old pep talk form Uncle Steve." he announced and left his office.
"And I've passed the torch. I get to deal with hysterics and Steve gets to be the fun uncle with all the treats. Yay!" Danny said to himself with a shrug of his shoulders as he followed Steve out of the office to where Grace was waiting.
This is like a Big Bang Theory moment. I hope it's as funny for you as it was for me…
You have a time machine, but it can only go back in time two days. What would you change?
"Well that's a pretty lame time machine - only two days?" Steve asked skeptically as he looked at Max and Charlie, and then at Danny - who had the same look of confusion written all over his face.
"I'd go back and change that setting on the time machine so you could actually travel in time with it. Two days ago was a relatively quiet day - much like today. Nothing to fix." Danny stated. "Relative in that Steve chased down another suspect and that was the extent of the excitement."
"Yeah, what's the point in time travel if all you're going to get is the day before yesterday?" Steve asked.
"We asked a hypothetical question." Max stated and was greeted with more stares of confusion.
"We need to travel back in time to try and get better - smarter - friends." Charlie said with a shake of his head.
"Agree." Max nodded.
"That's not going to work very well for either of you. You've known us for longer than two days!" Danny stated. "We'll still be here and as confused then as we are now!"
Steve nodded.
"Unless you can teach us the physics of time travel in two days so that we can potential correct your time travel parameters - again I ask you, what good is a time machine that can only go back in time 48 hours?" Steve asked.
"Even then it would be a waste of time. They could just teach us the physics now. Why would they have to go back in time two days? Don't you think it would take them way longer?" Danny asked as he looked at his partner.
"True!" Steve agreed and both he and Danny turned to stare - questioningly - at Max and Charlie again.
"No one understands time travel. It doesn't exist - yet. The question was meant to be hypothetical to determine what you would do if you have the ability to go back in time to witness something, anything." Charlie tried to explain.
"You could go back in time just to set the time machine to go back again, and again and again, if you wanted too." Steve said. "Then you would travel back more than two days…but you might get stuck."
"If that was the case, then why wouldn't you just make a time machine that could travel back as far as you want to go, and then forward as far as you want to go? Why is this whole two day thing a parameter?" Danny asked even more confused then before.
"You're missing the point!" Charlie stated in frustrations.
"The point is there is nothing to change two days ago." Steve stated. "That's what Danny is getting at."
"So you wouldn't want to go back to watch yourself do the things you did?" Max asked.
"Why would I want to do that when it's been on the news for the past two days?" Danny asked with a shrug. "Even though it wasn't a huge case, Steve and I tag teamed the take down of that sumo wrestler - who was also doping all of his team mates without their permissions - and the media just happened to be around to capture it all on film. Why would I need to go back in time to watch myself? I can almost guarantee that I could find it one TV right now."
"Okay, forget the two day thing. Try this one - If you could go back in time, using a time machine, to any time in your past - but you couldn't change a single thing, you could only observe - where would you go and why?" Max asked trying to get back to the whole premise of the conversation Charlie and he had tried to have in the first place.
"Nowhere," Danny stated. "If you can't change anything what's the point?"
"Not the point!" Both Max and Charlie stated in frustration.
"Okay, I have no idea what you guys are getting at," Steve said with a shake of his head, "so maybe we should just change the subject or call it a night."
"I agree." Danny stated.
"All right, thanks for coming over to play video games and have pizza." Charlie stated.
"Thanks for the invite, it was fun!" Danny stated cheerfully and Steve echoed his sentiments and followed his partner out.
"We need to get geekier friends," Max stated as Charlie turned back toward him.
"You're telling me."
This is an affirmation of all the good that Five-O has done for the people involved.
Write from this quote from Claude Levi-Strauss, "I am the place in which something has occurred."
"I am the place in which something has occurred," Danny stated in the form of a toast to all of his friends as they all sat around a round table in one of the dining rooms of one of the many fancy hotels on the island, "and what happened I did not expect, but here I am. I am proud to be here, happy with my life and surrounded by a family I never thought I would find. Hawaii is my home, the land on which I trod, but the place where everything has happened is deep within my heart."
"Nice words for a guy who hated the place when he got here," Steve mocked from beside Grace - who sat beside her father.
"I wasn't finished." Danny grumbled.
"Carry on!" Steve said and the gathering around them laughed.
Danny rolled his eyes.
"This dinner is in celebration of a mile stone for me - and I know it is a mile stone for all of you as well. This is to celebrate the family we have gathered around us, the battles we have won and lost together, but mostly it is a celebration of my little Grace and the ruling that will allow us to keep our family together." Danny said as he looked lovingly at his daughter.
Grace blushed but smiled widely.
"We are here to stay." Danny added, finished and sat down as the people around him held out their glasses and cheered.
"Are you happy that you get to stay in Hawaii?" Steve asked in a whisper to Grace as the conversation struck up around the table again.
"Yes Uncle, I'm more than happy. I don't ever want to leave Hawaii. I plan to go to Kukui High School and then on to the University of Hawaii." Grace stated. "I love it here. I want to follow in the footsteps of the people I love and I am proud to call this place home."
"I'm glad to hear that, and I think we have actually swayed your father into acceptance of the islands." Steve said with a smile.
"He loves it here," Grace whispered and giggled. "He just doesn't care to admit it too often.
"What are you two whispering about?" Danny asked as he caught the smile on Steve's face and the giggle in Grace's voice.
"How much you love it here," Grace admitted.
"I do."
"I can't believe you're so openly admitting it!" Steve gasped.
"Were you not paying attention at all? Did you not hear the opening of my speech? You really do tune out every time I start talking - don't you?"
"Yes, I do." Steve admitted and chuckled.
"Why do I waste my breath?"
"That is a good question - one I do not have an answer for." Steve stated.
Danny shook his head as Grace laughed at the both of them.
"I really don't need you to tell me that you have grown to love the islands. I know you do. I can tell." Steve said with a wave of his hand that signaled the end of his mocking and the desire to change the subject. "How could you not love it here? I'm here!"
"Oh yeah and it's all because of you," Danny stated sarcastically and everyone at the table turned their attention toward what was bound to be an argument of entertaining proportions.
"It's because of all of us. It's because we have accepted you and Grace into this family. You are no longer outsiders but Ohana." Steve explained.
"You were an outsider too." Danny accused.
"Yeah but I was born here so that's why it doesn't count."
"Oh in my mind it counts!" Danny stated.
"Don't worry, in all of our minds we know that we are a merry band of misfit toys and the only reason any of us truly fit in anywhere is because we have each other." Chin said as he was the oldest, the wisest, and probably the most outside of the outsiders that had lived all his life on an island. The islands that had once turned their backs on him and who welcomed him back when he was proven innocent - not that he was given the benefit of the doubt.
"Chin's right, we are quite the motley crew," Max stated. "People brought together by a common causality - people who would never, under normal circumstances, even look at each other in a normal situation. We are from all walks of life. We are all different and of our own worlds, but because of Five-O we have been brought together and are now family. I rather like the place where I fit in. We are the place where something truly has occurred."
"We are Five-O." Grace stated and held up her water glass. "Now and forever!"
Could you imagine what it would be like to mistakenly try something illegal with a group of people that you didn't know were actually law enforcement? Also, I'm not okay with Kono being gone. NOT AT ALL. Bring back Kono!
You're a Nigerian e-mail scammer. Write an e-mail that will convince the recipient to send you $200.
Chin and Kono stared at the computer screen before them. The looks on their faces were that of amused judgement and mock folly.
"What's going on?" Danny asked as he and Steve walked in to observe the scene.
"E-mail fraud - and pretty convincing at that!" Chin stated with a chuckle. "Although they only want about $200 dollars, but I guess if they scam enough people that will add up."
"That doesn't sound like our kind of crime. Why isn't the cyber task-force looking into it?" Steve asked.
"Oh it's not a case, it's an actual e-mail sent to each of us." Kono stated and threw the file from the tabletop monitor onto one of the wall mounted ones.
"If the cyber crimes unit wasn't looking into this, they will be soon." Chin chuckled and typed something into the system.
"Well clearly we aren't dealing with smart criminals." Danny said with a roll of his eyes and a sigh.
"No kidding - how dumb do you have to be to send something like this right into a police ring?" Steve asked.
"I wonder..." Kono stated and took over the typing. After a few key strokes, a general search of the full HPD database and then a more auspicious look into a place Kono should have never had access too, she smirked to herself and nodded, "…interesting."
"What are you doing and what do you think?" Chin asked in intrigue.
"I am hacking the e-mail that where directed right toward us to try and see if it bypassed the HPD filters or if it was just sent to Five-O members because from the outside it doesn't seem like we're law enforcement." Kono answered honestly and continued typing.
"Who taught you how to do that?" Steve asked.
"Well when you leave me in the office with Toast and you boys run off to do 'real' police work - I'm bound to pick up a thing or two in my displeasure to how I'm being treated." Kono stated. "I may as well learn a new skill to show off later."
"We're sorry we neglect you, Kono." Danny apologized for the whole group.
"Ah ha! Gotcha!" Kono stated with a wink toward Danny. "The e-mails were only sent to us and they have their origins in Nigeria!"
"International crimes - sound like something Five-O usually tackles." Steve stated with a twisted smile that was directed at Kono.
"Don't worry boss, I'm already sending information to the proper authorities. This case is closed on our end." Kono stated after a few more key strokes. "God, I'm good." she added and moved toward her office.
"We probably should try not to neglect her anymore. If she is left alone, she's really going to start out shining all of us." Chin stated. "I believe that one day Kono Kalakaua will make Five-O obsolete."
"Don't leave her alone with Catherine - ever - or we may lose her to naval intelligence." Steve added.
Danny marched after Kono.
"What are you doing?" Steve asked as he rushed to keep up.
"I'm going to beg Kono to never leave us. We need her."
"Good idea!"
"I'll come too!" Chin added as the three of them stopped outside Kono's office and she smirked to herself knowing she'd gotten her message across.
This is my prediction for Kamekona's next big business venture.
A person is standing on a soapbox in the park, yelled at passersby. What's going on?
"Should we talk him down from there?" Steve asked with a laugh as he and Danny walked up to the scene before them and stayed back just far enough to not be noticed. They had come in search of their friend and informant, and found him making a fool of himself.
"The big guy should know better than to push his luck." Danny stated with a shake of his head. "Three times is a charm. He's got the Shaved Ice stand, the Shrimp Truck, and now the Heli-Tours. Something is bound to fail - I was sure it would be the Heli-Tours. Is my face red?" Danny added with a nod. "But this...this can never work."
"In your defense, Heli-Tours seemed like a stretch from the food industry, but after hearing this pitch, I would have say - he had all the right ideas then and now he's just gone crazy." Steve stated.
"I agree. He needs help. Should we be the ones to intervene?" Danny asked.
"Yes, because what woman, in their right mind, is going to go to Kamekona's coconut cosmetics and spray tanning salon?" Steve asked.
"Just the thought of it hurts my head."
"Maybe we should call Kono and see if she's interested." Steve stated as he reached out and snatched a flyer out of Kamekona's hands as he waved them in the faces of the people that had gather around him.
"She would kill you, but maybe Catherine would go."
"How about a welcome home gift for Gabby?" Steve teased.
"Oh god, just what I need. I see his mug everywhere as it is. I don't need to see a bathroom full of his coconut cosmetics with that face plastered all over them!"
"The ladies in the crowd seem rather interested in what he has to say."
"Well when you preface anything with - not tested on animals - you get everyone interested."
"How is he such a ladies man?"
"I think we're wrong," Danny said in shock as he looked around to see the crowd growing larger and larger. "This crack idea may actually be working. Kamekona may have actually just opened his fourth - very lucrative - business venture."
"How does he do this?" Steve asked just as shocked as Danny.
"He must have a Midas touch."
"Or do you think he lies in bed at night and the ideas just come to him: 'I think I'll open a cosmetics shop'."
"What will be next?" Danny asked.
"Kamekona's line of extra large surf boards - because bigger people want to surf too?" Steve answered off the top of his head.
"Do not give him any ideas!" Danny scolded.
"We should probably get back to work."
"Sneak away slowly. Just back away and pretend we never saw this happening."
"I don't think we'll ever be able to forget this."
"I'm scarred for life."
"I don't think we're getting his help today." Steve said and sighed as they turned back to the Camaro.
"Just another dead end – and maybe we should open that surf board shop before he does." Danny suggested.
Well friends; that's all for now. I hope you liked them. This was a lighter set, in my opinion, so tell me what you liked, what you didn't like and I hope to hear from you all again with the next set of Prompts!