A/N: Is anyone else distracted by the Olympics? I am. Also, winter is kicking my butt. So the writing is very slow going right now and I want to apologize for that. I'm really sorry.

I hope you enjoy this set of ten. I can't believe I'm into 500 now. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel – so to speak – but at the same time, I just don't want to write anymore of these. I am determined to finish, they just may be a little scarce from here to 642.

Happy Reading.

Prompts 501 to 510

Sometimes I wonder about how Kono and Chin must feel when they do end up around Danny and Steve when they are arguing. This is a little take on that idea.

501. One of your parents has a habit that really annoys you. What's the habit? Does anybody besides you notice it?

"Our parents are fighting again." Kono said with a sigh to her cousin who leaned on the smart table before her.

"It's just their thing. I don't believe Danny and Steve will ever not argue." Chin said to try and comfort his cousin. "It's not our fault. It's just that they can both be a little hot headed sometimes. It will pass."

"I know it will, but it's really an annoying habit, don't you think?" Kono asked.

"Of course," Chin laughed, "but what is there to do about it? We could try and separate them - send them to their rooms - so to speak, but as soon as they are able to come back together they are just going to get into it again. So we may as well just let it run its course and go out for ice cream."

"Shaved Ice," Kono stated with a grin.

"Yeah, that sounds way better. Besides, if they didn't vent all this frustration on each other, it would be vented in other ways and I don't want to think about who might get the brunt of all that negative energy."

"Should we invite them for shaved ice?" Kono asked with a giggle. "Maybe that would relieve some of the intense tension and bring a time of great peace to the realms." She joked.

"No," Chin said with an overly exaggerated shake of his head. "Do you understand what happens when you put those two in a car together?"

"I try to avoid riding with either, or both, of those two - at all costs!"

"Good, it get's ugly. You saw the Savanna Walker segment didn't you?"

Kono giggled once more. "I thought we were awkward, but that was the best part of the show!"

"Caught on tape - they can't deny their arguing now."

"They don't deny it, they come by it honestly." Kono retorted after Danny had rushed out of Steve's office and slammed his own office door behind him.

Steve came out of his office moments later and came to stand beside Kono and Chin.

"What are you two up to?" Steve asked sheepishly.

Kono and Chin shared a suspicious glance. "Case work," they both answered together.

"Oh," Steve said, sighed and then turned back to his own office.

"That was weird." Kono whispered under her breath.

"We'd better get outta here before they come back." Chin stated and began steering his partner out of the office.

"Where do you think you're going?" Danny asked as Kono and Chin moved past his office and he threw open the door.

"Court." Kono and Chin lied together.

"Ew, well...you kids have fun." Danny stated sarcastically and retreated again.

Kono and Chin exchanged one more confused and somewhat guilty look and then fled before the awkward parental unit could follow.

This is just a really short conversation about how I would describe the sound of the ocean from the first time I actually listened to it – not that I've been around the oceans very much. I'm landlocked, so it's rare for me to get to a coast to actually hear the ocean, but I have been.

502. Describe the sounds you heard the first time you swam in the ocean.

"It rings like chimes on a calm day when the waves just kiss the sand, and on days when there is surf, the ocean roars like a lion. It's scary and beautiful all at the same time and it reminds us that we can never underestimate the power of the ocean." Kono said as she sat at the waters edge with Grace and Danny as the sun started to set.

They had spent a long day together surfing. Kono was the beloved teacher to both Danny and Grace, and they'd become her prized students.

"It sounds the same with all the oceans." Danny added with a smile. "I used to spend every summer on vacation by the water, and all along the east coast. It sounds the same all the way and in every form. That's one thing that helped when I moved out here. No matter where you are. Waikiki or the Jersey Shore, the sound of the ocean doesn't change."

"It's so true," Kono said with a nod of her head, "I never thought of it that way, but I've been all over the world to surf, and although there is no way to truly read the waters, they do sound the same everywhere you go. It's like being at home even if you aren't."

"That sounds so nice," Grace said with a sleepy sigh as she leaned into her father. "One day I want to travel and hear the ocean in different places."

"When you're a little older, we'll go." Danny said.

I truly wish they would deal with the Matty situation. Bring that plot back please Five-O and rectify it!

503. If your brother knew you'd said that about him, he'd flay you alive. What did you say?

"He needs to man up, he needs a swift kick in the ass, and he needs to fuckin' think!" Danny yelled.

"You're bother is going to kill you."

"You're right, he probably would, but this has gone on long enough, and it has come home to my mother and father, so it's got to end." Danny argued with his overly relaxed partner.

"So what, you are now going to make this your very own personal mission to find him and send him to jail when you were the one to let him go in the first place? Should I be worried? Are you turning into me?" Steve asked with a mocking grin but there was a serious tone to his voice that Danny recognized as the sound of his ranting.

"You can't turn around and switch the roles on me. I'm the one who rants here and you're the one that flies off the handle. I need to rant right now." Danny protested.

"I'm just asking because, if I was standing in your place, I'd be flying off the handle and running off on my own to find Matthew."

"Yeah, maybe in the back of my mind I'm asking myself WWSD - what would Steve do - and the possibilities of hunting down Matty and setting him straight may seem like a good idea but at the same time, I'm not going at this alone."

"You're not?"

"No, you're going to pull all the strings you have to help me out."

"I am?"

"Yes, you are, you owe me."

"Oh, so that's what this friendship is all about? You're going to bank all those little moments where you got mad at me, just to throw them in my face later - by later I mean now?"

"Not all of them. I have a few saved up for special occasions. This isn't special. This is dire, Matty's got himself into some major trouble - sure we already knew that - but now he's got my mom involved and you just don't do that. You don't get mom involved. You just don't. This is going back to the very first day I made you feel guilty. This is going to play to my advantage."

"You're not pulling the you-got-me-shot-on-the-first-day card?"

"Oh yes, I am. If you want forgiveness for that unfortunate event, you have to help me find my brother using whatever resources you have at your disposal."

"What about that time I almost got you blown up, or that time you snuck into Korea to save me?" Steve asked as he folded his arms over his chest and stared at Danny with disapproval written all over his face.

"First off, I went to Korea to save your life. You can't use that against me, but I can use that against you, and it falls into a totally different category of favours. It does not apply in felon brother situations, but it may apply if ever anything happens to Grace and she is taken and I need you to help me get her back. Do you see the difference?"

"No."

"And secondly," Danny continued on while ignoring his partners retort, "you've almost gotten my blown up on several occasion - all of which are different in my mind - so you'll have to be more specific in your near bombing scenarios."

"The terrorist bomber." Steve stated and threw up his hands.

"I beat you to the bomber, shot him and then got to close. That one wasn't your fault. I can't believe I just said that, but it's the truth."

Steve rolled his eyes and huffed.

"I have an impeccable memory, Steven, don't test me." Danny warned.

"You just hold grudges."

"Not true, I can forgive and forget, but there are just some things - like getting your partner shot on the first day - that just don't get forgotten and need a true effort to obtain forgiveness."

"What you're asking me to do is illegal, Daniel. I can't go to my sources for personal matters. I can't dig around with my contacts - Matty's case would never even cross my radar if I were looking at things from a SEAL perspective. I just don't see what you want me to do."

"I want you to do whatever it is you used to ask Catherine to do when she was in the navy and your favour girl." Danny stated.

"She's not in the navy, nor is she my favour girl, anymore."

"I'm not asking Catherine, I'm asking you." Danny grumbled at his wits end. "And, for your information, I already asked Catherine and she got me a list of possible place that Matty has been spotted in - and dates that the reports came in - so I have a general idea of where he has traveled and where he might be going, and as he showed up on Ma's doorstep and then disappeared only a day ago and is on every no fly list I could think of to get him put on, I have a feeling he's laying low in New York or New Jersey."

"Hiding in plain sight?" Steve asked with intrigue.

"Maybe, I don't know. It's just a hunch."

"So what do you want me to do exactly?"

"I want you to come with me to New Jersey and I want you to make some calls to your higher-up to see if they can get you any intel. We know that Matty got into laundering money, maybe we can trace that money to weapons and then get your SEALs involved."

"You think you brother has gotten involved in weapons deals?" Steve asked in shock as his face sank.

"It's one of many worst case scenarios that keep running through my head when I can't sleep."

"All right, I'll come with you to Jersey and I'll make some calls to some friends."

"Thank you."

"But you can never use the shot-on-the-first-day guilt trip ever again."

"Deal."

"And you are aware that your brother is going to kill you, right?"

"Not if I kill him first." Danny stated and sulked off to his office to prepare.

This one is set in my Veronica and Patrick AU.

504. Choose a family story for which you were not present. Choose the narrator of the piece (your mother, your older brother, your great-great-great aunt) and write the event in his or her voice.

Steve sat on the steps, sipping at a cup of hot coffee and watching the world pass around him. He had joined the Williamses once again, this time for a thanksgiving family feast he could only have imagine and as everything was as bright and magical as he could have ever dreamed, there was something that tugged at his heart knowing that at one time his family had been happy and could put on an evening as magical and full of smoke and mirrors as the rest of the world - the only difference here was Danny's family, though loud and boisterous, and occasionally full of arguments, was genuine and had been pulling off Williams family feasts for generations.

"You'll catch your death out there alone, Steven," Veronica Williams - the matriarch of the Williams family - said as she placed a thick woolen blanket on the SEAL's shoulders and snapped Steve back to the real world.

"It's not that cold out." Steve laughed as he sat on the steps of the Williams home and looked up and down the street that they'd lived on for many years - he wanted it to be as familiar in his memories as it was in Danny's. It was to be his happy place, locked away in his memory palace for those times when happiness seemed scarce.

"Darling, it's November in New Jersey. People die of exposure in this kind of weather. You don't have to act all tough and macho for me. I know its cold out." Veronica stated but knew Steve would listen eventually.

"SEALs do cold water training to learn how to deal with conditions that are dangerous. This is balmy compared to that."

"Don't talk nonsense." Veronica scolded not wanting to believe anything bad could be used for good.

"I'll come inside if you promise to tell me more of your stories."

"I think I'll be getting the better end of this deal. We all know I love to talk."

Steve stood with a chuckle and followed Veronica back into the house. It was empty for the time being - on the day after thanksgiving - because all of the Williams children had risen early and had headed out for the Black Friday excitement, leaving Veronica, Patrick and Steve behind. Steve had been offered a spot in the family mini-van, but had declined for lack of interest in braving the mobs on his perfectly calm and quiet - as calm and quiet as the big family could be - vacation. He'd dealt with his fair share of crowds, mobs, and battle situations to know that he did not need to brave the holiday hoards - he'd fought for his country, he'd seen it all before, and he didn't need it now.

Steve and Veronica settled into the family's sitting room - with the Christmas tree in pieces and ornaments still in the boxes, scattered all over the room. Patrick joined them when he'd heard the door close again and stood back to survey the same corner that the tree always was placed in. He needed a moment to plan his strategy, and then suddenly he jumped into action.

"Well Steven, you wanted a story, and a story you shall get." Veronica stated as she opened the box that was closest to her and pulled out a delicate ornament wrapped in tissue and held it out to him. "Every year, since before I can remember, my family has had this tradition. We'd make ornaments for our Christmas tree, and though you always make more than one, one will always stand out as the story teller of your year."

"And though Veronica may not remember the ornaments she was too young to make, every one after that - the ones crafted by her - have a memory and a story." Patrick said as he connected the plugs for the segments of the three and then plugged it into the wall and cast light in the sitting room.

"It is very true. The one you are holding was made when I was sixteen years old. It was my last year of high school. Patrick and I had met through my father's bakery but we didn't go to school together. I was a cheer leader for my school and he played football for his and somehow our schools ended up in the playoffs that year."

"How many things had to line up in that year for us to end up in the same place?" Patrick asked reminiscently.

Veronica smiled at him lovingly.

"It was a good game, even though I wasn't paying much attention to my own team. I cheered for them, to be sure, but my eyes were on Patrick the whole game. When he threw the winning pass, and we all held our breaths as the last man dove into the end zone before the clock stopped. I lost myself in the moment and ran out onto the field and I kissed him. It was shocking to my team, no one really knew about us, but it wasn't a shock to him." Veronica explained.

"The ornament is made out of the plastic stings of her pompoms from that game." Patrick stated.

"You can't be serious!" Steve gasped. "It looks like glass."

"You can work wonders with a good lacquer and a balloon." Veronica stated.

"She's so crafty." Patrick added.

"And patient. It looks like it took hours." Steve said in surprise.

"Time to daydream and time to hope. It went by fast as I worked on that." Veronica admitted and began unwrapping another ornament. "This one I made just this year - as the New Year started. It never made it onto last year's tree, but I'm happy to see it go up this year." She said as she passed Steve the ornament and he smiled.

"My boys." Veronica winked as the delicate woven ornament framed a photo from Veronica and Patrick's first visit to Hawaii and in which Steve and Danny had wrapped her in a hug. "I had planned to use a photo from the Hockey Tournament but Patrick found this photo as he was going through his camera's memory trying to make room for new photos. I think it's my favourite picture of you."

"I think it's my favourite now too," Steve added with a smile, "but I sure you have many more pictures of Danny, and that goofy grin, to tell me about."

"That goofy grin has a whole box to its self." Patrick stated and with one foot pushed a box across the floor toward Veronica and Steve.

"Ah yes, the Daniel box." Veronica said lovingly.

"No, no, stop, no!" Danny stated as the bustle at the front door announced the return home of the weary shoppers.

"Like he knew what you were saying," Steve whispered to Veronica.

"He does have impeccable timing."

Malia's death broke my heart! It still breaks my heart. Danny and Rachel also break my heart into a million little pieces scattered all over my living room floor.

505. What broke your heart?

"Even when you know that's the road you're traveling on, it still hits you like a ton of bricks and breaks you. I knew Rachel and I weren't dealing well, we fought all the time, and she was scared for my life, and by extension her life and the baby's life, but the day she asked for a divorce was the day I lost all hope." Danny explained to Chin who sat beside him at the bar.

Kono and Steve were doing their own things with the people they'd fallen in love with, and Danny and Chin were alone, so they were being alone together. Valentines day could be a dark and dreary day for even the strongest willed, single, individuals.

"I remember that feeling. I saw it in Malia's eyes when I called things off the first time. I think she knew something was up, my world was crumbling in around me and I had been trying to push her away so that she didn't get caught up in it. Her career was going somewhere - you know - and I just couldn't be that guy. I didn't want to see her lose out on everything she would accomplish as a doctor because of my reputation, but it all finally came down to that day when I had to break things off."

"You got a second chance."

"So did you, for a little while, and then crash. Is there really anything like a true second chance? From experience, and you can back me up, I'd say we're doomed. Second chances are just a fool's glimpse into the good life and then the ground gives way under your feet and it all comes crashing down."

"I guess you're right. I didn't want to think of it like that because I'm a bitter and vengeful person, and everything that happened between Rachel and I the second time around seems like an act now that I look back on it, but yeah, I'd say your right."

"Do you think we can have that again, or is that too much of a second chance?" Chin asked as he stared into the amber liquid before him.

"We can have new beginnings, I'm sure of that, but I think our past will always haunt us. I know I won't ever get married again. The next wedding I will have anything to do with will be Grace's and even then I'm going to fight, tooth and nail, to avoid that happening at all costs, but I think I could be happy again if the right person comes around, and though it's all still very new and very hard for you, I believe you can too. What about Leilani?"

"She's great. She knows the dangers of being in a relationship with me – hell look at how we met. She knows about Malia, but I think it's still too early. I still have trouble talking about it with people I don't know very well, or who didn't know Malia." Chin confessed. "I can't go near the beach without thinking about Malia, and that's not fair to Leilani, even though she says she understands, but the beach is everywhere."

"We've accumulated our fair share of baggage, that's for sure." Danny sighed and ordered the next round. "Rachel will always be apart of my relationships because we have a daughter together. I can't just cut her out of my life because she's important to Grace."

"And you," Chin stated.

"True, and me, and I can admit that, and I don't know what I'd do if anything bad ever happened to Rachel. I'd be devastated if she died, I'll admit that." Danny said with a nod. "She'll always be the mother of the most precious thing in my life and therefore precious to me."

Chin nodded.

"We're a sorry lot, aren't we?" Danny asked.

"By the looks of it, we're not the only ones in this bar."

"Maybe we should find a different one next time." Danny stated as his eyes were drawn to the down faces all around him.

"Good idea." Chin responded with a laugh. "I've had enough of wallowing in self pity. It's time to break out of the heart break."

"We could do karaoke next time."

"Or not." Chin shook his head and laughed.

This is just a short little rant but I could see Steve doing this to his partner just to trick him.

506. Waking up elsewhere.

"No, this is not happening. It's all a bad dream." Danny said as he rolled over on his side and slammed his eyes shut again. "I'm not waking up, not here, not in this nightmare."

"Don't be such a drama queen and get up. We have an itinerary and we're already late. Let's go!" Steve stated and hit Danny with a discarded pillow.

"How did I let you talk me into this? This isn't a vacation. You mislead me. You played upon my emotion and need to get away. This isn't relaxing, it's torture!" Danny stated and covered his head with the pillow Steve had thrown.

"It's all to make you feel better and relaxed. Now come on. We have a hike to get to."

"Hiking was not what I thought we would be doing when you said we were going to an all inclusive resort."

"I said Health Spa."

"You said resort!" Danny yelled and threw the pillow back at Steve. "Resort - meaning pools and sun and beaches and drinking - vacationing. Had you said Health Spa I would have flat out refused in the very beginning."

"I know. That's why I said resort!" Steve laughed.

The previous prompt could have very easily fallen under this prompt as well, but I felt like I wanted Danny to come up with a lie and get away with it – to pull the wool over Steve's eyes.

507. A lie you told and got away with.

"Who brought the cocopuffs this morning?" Danny asked as he exited the break room licking his fingers.

"It wasn't you?" Steve asked suspiciously.

"No, I was late remember?"

"Right, Dentist, if he could only see you now!" Steve mocked

"Was it you Kono?" Danny asked with a dirty look shot in Steve's direction.

Kono shook her head.

"You Chin? It had to be you."

"I wish it were, but it wasn't." He answered.

"Are they poisoned?" Danny asked in shock as he looked at his hands and then back to his friends.

"No, they are fine. We've all been eating them." Kono stated.

"So we have a mystery gift bearer?"

"I guess so. They were here when I got here this morning." Steve answered.

"That's strange," Danny said with a nod, "But now I don't feel bad going back for another." he added and disappeared back into the break room with a twisted grin on his face.

Steve followed him.

"It was you, wasn't it?" Steve accused with his hands on his hips as he blocked Danny's exit.

"I was at the dentist."

"But before that, before you went to the dentist, before anyone came in this morning you were here, weren't you?"

Danny shook his head. "When would I have time to stand in line at the bakery and then come here, then go and wait in the waiting room for my appointment?"

"Where is your dentist?"

"Just down the street."

"Hmm."

Danny had stumped Steve and put an end to the interrogation.

"Fine, but I will get to the bottom of this."

"I'm sure you will." Danny laughed, took another one of the pastries and followed his partner out of the break room.

Danny then continued on to his office and triumphantly took his seat. "The dentist appointment wasn't mine." Danny said to himself with a chuckle. "And I had time to kill while waiting for Grace to be finished."

I love Iron Man, but I can't say that he's my favourite superhero because I have a favourite super-villain.

508. Write a "bucket list" for your favourite superhero.

Steve couldn't help himself. He practically rolled on the floor - he was laughing so hard with Danny and Grace, and a rainy day spent marathoning superhero - marvel - movies.

"Ok, wait, wait. Let's do Loki next." Danny stated as he gasped for air. "He'll have to be funnier than Captain America."

"But Loki is a villain!" Steve protested, "And that goes against the parameters of the game we set out for ourselves."

"So villains can't have goals, is that what you're trying to say? If anyone is actually going to have a bucket list, it will be the guy who is most driven and uninhibited by responsibility."

"Loki's bucket list would be fabulous and full of crazy things like, beat Thor in chess to prove mental superiority, and take all the lady avengers to fashion week and win them over to his side of fabulousness. Or visit all nine realms and leave babies on random doorsteps to see how his enemies deal with the new responsibilities." Grace listed off things on her fingers. "Oh and find a way to completely confuse Mjölnir so that he can use her without actually having to pick up the hammer."

"Like have the hammer possessed or something?" Danny asked.

"Yeah," Grace stated excitedly.

"In my mind, I think Loki would secretly want to try out the Iron Man suit." Steve stated.

"You'd secretly like to try the Iron Man suit!" Danny accused.

"It's true, if it were real, I would be the first in line to test drive that."

"What if Loki used his powers to disguise himself as Hulk and then totally confused the real Hulk when they were face to face with each other?" Grace asked.

"Two giant green monsters?" Danny asked. "New York would never recover."

"It really wouldn't." Steve said with a laugh and a shake of his head.

"What about a super-villain vacation, where would Loki go to unwind?" Grace asked.

"Same place everyone goes to unwind." Danny stated.

"Hawaii." Steve answered.

"Could you imagine him in a really bad Hawaiian shirt dancing at a luau?" Grace asked with a giggle.

Danny and Steve nodded.

"Someone should make that into a movie. Loki's Day Off." Danny mocked.

"A Weekend with Loki." Steve added.

Grace shook her head and reloaded the DVD player.

"What's next?" Steve asked.

"I figured we could use a break from all this Avengers business." Grace replied. "We're going to switch gears and watch Cars."

"I like cars!" Steve stated.

"Not those kinds of cars," Danny whispered.

This was never me. I was happy to play in the band and be relatively unpopular all through high school.

509. You are the high-school valedictorian. Write your valedictory address.

"That was supposed to be me." Steve said as he and Danny stood at the back of the full auditorium for the Kukui High-School graduation ceremony.

"You were only sixteen when you left this place, how could you end up the valedictorian?"

"It was a life goal, Daniel, don't mock me." Steve huffed. "It was something I'd been planning for and researching since I started high-school. I even had most of my speech written with room for anecdotes from the two years that I had to finish. It was epic. It talked about the future, the passed but mostly the present - or rather the present at that moment in my past. And then everything crumbled."

"Well maybe it's a good thing you didn't ever up where he is. As soon as he's finished we're arresting Jeremy and taking him in for questioning."

"At least he got his diploma and his moment." Steve said and sighed.

"Technically, he has to finish his exams and pass all of his classes before he gets his diploma, but yeah, at least he got his moment."

"Let's hope he's not as involved with our case as he seems to be. He has his whole future ahead of him."

"Or not, if he's made bad choices."

"Why do you always have to be so negative. Don't you feel like you should be all full of hope right now? He speaks very well. He's got this valedictorian thing down. He was a great choice for these kids."

"Sure, but that's all going to change when we arrest him, now isn't it?"

Steve nodded.

"Maybe we should wait outside."

"For the chaos that is to follow when all those kids come off the stage all hopped up on adrenaline and b-line for their friends and their parents and then we have to deal with a crowd?"

"We have the license plate numbers of his car. Let's just go outside and sit on it. He'll eventually have to leave and we'll be waiting for him."

"You don't want to stay and wait to hear the end of his speech?" Danny asked.

"No," Steve shook his head. "I want to hear what you would have said if you were the valedictorian at your high school graduation."

"I was," Danny stated with a dismissive wave. "I was also voted most likely to succeed."

"What?" Steve gasped.

"Yeah, you weren't the only golden child, although I got into a lot of trouble too, I was very popular and well liked. It wasn't a stretch to have me as their valedictorian. Besides, I'd saved the homecoming queen from a really bad situation, and ended up dating her after her boyfriend was expelled for drugs. I was very popular and my speech was all about being true to yourself, standing up for what was right for you and not letting anyone else guide you down the wrong paths in life – it hit home after the drugs incident. It was well liked by everyone, including all my teachers, and I graduated with honours - much to the surprise of my parents. Plus the speech was short, to the point and got us out of that stuffy auditorium in record time, and out to the big parties that had been planned. It was a good night."

"Do you remember it?"

"The night or the speech?" Danny asked cheekily.

"The speech."

"Of course I do."

"I wanna hear it while we wait for our suspect."

"Haven't you heard enough of the optimistic talk for one day?" Danny asked with a sigh.

"Do you have a better story?" Steve asked. "Because we're going to be out here waiting for a while."

"I have police academy stories."

"Okay, those sound better."

Last one for this run. I had never heard about the ACLU so it took a little research and this story I read hit home because I'm a teacher and I don't always agree with some of the policies that we have to uphold when the students are concerned.

510. Take the bare facts from a court complaint or investigation at and retell them as a full descriptive narrative. (Zero-tolerance in schools - reform needed)

Danny and Steve walked up to an every day, run of the mill, honest looking house, in an average income, good school district, family neighbourhood. They were met at the door by a young man - only slightly older then Danny's daughter and were welcomed into the house by the teen's mother.

"What brings Five-O around here? Surely you can't be here because of my son. He's a good kid, and no one will listen to us because of one small incident at school."

"We just have a couple of questions for Michael." Danny answered vaguely and the young man's face went white with worry.

"You'll be fine, Michael, just answer their questions to the best of your ability and everything will be all right." The mother stated and motioned the young man and the two Five-Os into the dining room.

"This is about the incident at school isn't it?" Michael asked when his mother was gone.

"You haven't been there in six months, correct?" Danny asked.

"I've been suspended from all public schools for a year." Michael answered. "I'm working to get my diploma through a home schooling program, and at this stage, I don't think I want to go back into the classroom setting anyway."

"Can you tell us what the incident was about?" Steve asked seriously.

"I was caught with a note that had details in it for a drug drop that would be made to a group of people I thought were my friends, but when I was caught with the letter and wouldn't hand it over to a teacher, the principal got involved and the teacher told the principal I was getting aggressive and that my behaviour was scaring her. Because of the schools no-tolerance policy, the principal called the cops, the letter, that wasn't even mine, was read and I was taken out of the school in handcuff along with all of the boys mentioned in the letter. I was lumped in with them, even though I wasn't mentioned in the letter, and now I have a record and because of that most places wont even accept me if I do apply to college once I finish high-school." Michael explained.

"The boy who gave you the letter to deliver, he wasn't arrested and charged, was he?" Danny asked.

"No, they couldn't prove that I was telling the truth about who gave me the letter so, he got off."

"Maybe not," Danny said, "do you know how he came to have the letter?"

"He just asked me to pass it along to one of the others in my class." Jeremy answered with a shake of his head. "He didn't have class with this certain person but I did, so all I was supposed to do was pass the letter along, and I did and got caught." "Does your school have surveillance cameras?" Steve asked.

"I think so."

"Were you anywhere near the cameras when you obtained the letter?"

"No, I think that was done on purpose, but there is a camera in the corridor that leads to where the drop off was. You could go back and check the video for me and the other student because we both had to come through that corridor to where the drop was made. He followed me in there and I followed him out."

"Do you think they keep surveillance from that long ago? Six, plus, months is a long time." Danny stated.

"It's worth looking into." Steve said and texted something to Chin and Kono. "Is this the boy that passed you the letter?" Steve asked and showed a mug shot off his phone.

"Yes, you have him in custody?" Jeremy asked and Danny and Steve nodded. "His name is William Werner."

"William Werner?" Danny asked and looked at his partner suspiciously.

"Yes, he's been William Werner as long as I've known him."

"And how long did you know him?" Danny asked more seriously now.

"All through high school. He wasn't with me, or any or my friends, through elementary school, but as soon as we got to high school he was lumped in with us and because he ended up dating one of our good friends, he ended up in the circle. He's the one that pulled a lot of the boys in the letter into his circle, but I wasn't keen on any of them. I had ambition, that's the biggest let down of this whole thing. I have a record now because I passed a note in class for a friend and wouldn't hand it over to a teacher because it was before class had started and really shouldn't have mattered. Now, I'll never get into the best schools - let alone any medical program."

"You want to be a doctor?" Steve asked.

"I want to be an orthopedic surgeon and I want to specialize in sports injuries."

"We need more of those," Danny said and shot his partner a knowing glare.

"We're going to do our best to clear your record. You've been a lot help today. If we have any other questions, would it be possible to contact you?" Steve asked pleasantly.

"You know where I am," Michael said with a shrug. "I rarely leave the house."

"We're going to fix this for you." Danny stated and reached out to shake the young man's hand. "Just keep working hard, and leave the rest to us."

Well that's all for now. Hope you enjoyed them! Thank you so much for reading.