Chapter 12 - Season 5 Episode 21

Summary: When your friend is being murdered by her husband, the only thing that helps is day time drinking with Kono and Romy. Steve breaks someones arm for touching something off limits and Danny is mad at Romy.

Warnings: Someone putting their hands where they don't belong, Drama and Smut...I mean it...this is for over 18 year olds only

Episode: Season 5 - 20 & 21

Hello lovelies,

How are you all doing? Here is another piece of Romy & Steve? After last chapters success, these two couldn't keep their hands of each other in this chapter as well😉 There might be some details that can be triggering for anyone who has experienced people putting their hands where they don't belong, please be aware of that towards the end of the chapter.

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Enjoy xx

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"This is a good idea, right?" Romy shot Kono a nervous look. "Why are you asking me? This was your idea." Kono had parked her car in front of the Grover's house.

"I know." Romy fretted her fingers on the passenger seat. "Come on Erhardt," Kono was already out of the car, "no time like the present to find out." "Yeah." the redhead sighed and got out of the car herself.

"What are you doing here?" Renee greeted them after a moment of shock. She did not expect her two friends today, if she knew she'd have made some sort of effort. Renee could only imagine how she looked with her red rimmed eyes and lack of sleep.

"We've brought German comfort food." Kono pointed to the basket with several containers in Romy's arms, "And comfort beverages." She held up a bottle of whiskey.

Renee stared at them for a second. "God bless you both." She opened the door wider and let them in.

Sitting at the kitchen island Kono and Renee watched Romy rolling out a dough before cutting it into smaller squares "So what is this German comfort food you're making?"

Romy giggled "It's a dish from my Grandma's village. Literally potato dough that gets pan fried and then doused in browned butter and sugar."

"That sounds..." Renee didn't know what to say, her eyes did all the talking for her, she hadn't been able to eat since that fateful last dinner with Dianne and Clay. Romy reached across the island and squeezed Renee's hand, "It's the only thing, that ignited my appetite after…" she let the sentence trail off, the ladies knew what she was referring to and today was about Renee.

"I can imagine, this smells amazing." Kono revelled in the aroma of melted butter and sugar.

"Pour, please." Renee held up her coffee cup to Romy for a refill then putting it in front of Kono to top it off with whiskey. Leaning forward she grasped both women hands, "Thank you."

The three women settled down in the living room. Renee had been sharing stories from Chicago, the food was eaten but the Irish Coffee flowed freely between them.

"Wow this smells amazing! What's your mom cooking?"

"I've got no clue."

Junior and Grace made their way into the living room. "Mom? You home?"

The two teenagers made their way into the living room and Renee turned around "Hi kids!" She tried to stand up but Romy stopped her "I'll go."

Romy followed them into the kitchen and started to heat up the leftovers. The Irish Coffee starting to get to her head and she held onto the island to steady her step.

"We've brought Milk and Cookies to cheer Mrs Grover up." Grace put a scrunched up paper bag onto the kitchen island.

"That's sweet of you." Romy smiled at her while pouring lemonade for the two.

"Can I ask you a question, Ms Erhardt?"

"Sure, Junior. You can call me Romy, you know."

"Yeah, and my dad will have my hide."

"You've got my permission.", Romy winked. "

Ahem, ok.", Junior stumbled over his words, "what did you do with my mother?"

Chuckling Romy said, "Well, we had grown up Milk and cookies."

"Aah." Junior grinned.

"You staying here, Grace? Or do you want to ride back with me and Kono?"

"Should you be driving, Aunt Romy?"

"Smartass." Romy snipped her fingers against Grace's back of the head, "I messaged Steve to pick us up."

Romy settled Renee on the sofa with a blanket and a large glass of water, she had pinned a $20 note on the fridge for dinner, as Steve rang the doorbell.

"Hi Junior. I'm here to pick up the ladies."

"Right this way, Commander." Junior lead him towards the back where Romy was cajoling Kono towards the door. Leaning against the door jamb, he watched her for a second. "You need some help there?"

"I appreciate it." She looked up at him and gave him a wobbly smile. Together they walked out of the house, Kono between them.

"You brought Danny." Romy hissed as she saw Danny leaning against Steve's car.

"We were reviewing some case files when you messaged. Couldn't really leave him there."

"Great. He's going to be mad." Romy groaned, before putting on a fake smile. "Hi Danny, nice of you to come along."

Danny fixed her with a stare "Let's just get in the car." He didn't even give Steve time to pull properly out of the drive way, before he started ranting on how irresponsible they were, drinking during the day, unable to get home. "You are drunk in front of my kid." Danny was raging from the backseat. "In my defence so were Renee and Kono." Romy turned around and glared at him.

"Hey! Rude." Kono groaned out, her head bopped against the window.

"The kids were there, what for an example do you think is that for my daughter?"

"Danny." Steve's voice held a warning.

"No, I really want to know what you guys thought, when you decided it was a great idea to get drunk in the middle of the day in front of the kids."

"First of all, we went to comfort a friend who is going through a horrible time. Second, the only people drunk were of legal age. Third, how dare you to insinuate that we are a bad influence." With a huff she turned around again, crossing her arms in defiance.

"Did you only drink or actually had some food?" Steve's hand letting go of the steering wheel to intertwine it with hers, giving it a squeeze.

"It was the most amazing food, Uncle Steve. Junior and I got the leftovers." Grave enthused from back, "Fried potato cakes with butter and sugar."

"Oh I could do with another one of those." Kono mumbled.

"I'll make them again."

"So you went to cheer up Renee and ended up drunk." Steve summarised.

"I'm tipsy...Kono is drunk. Her Irish coffee was 95% Irish and only 5% coffee."

"And you thought a Wednesday afternoon was the best idea?" Danny was still fuming so he dug his knees in the back of Romy's seat.

"Stop that. Are you five or something?" Romy swatted blindly behind her trying to get his knees out of her back.

"After you left Renee inebriated, what are the kids going to do?"

"Come on Danny. They are 17 and 14 not 5. They know how to use the telephone and order a pizza."

"Oh god..." Kono moaned as Steve took a bend quite sharply.

"Aunt Kono?!" Graces eyes blew wide...Kono looked quite green.

"Pull over Steve!" Danny screeched "she's gonna puke in the car!"

"Where do you want me to pullover?" Steve gestured around him, on the right the sea and on the left the cliffs.

"I don't care, somewhere before she barfs on me and Grace." Romy could see that Kono weren't able to hold onto much longer. She looked down between her feet and closed her eyes in despair. Emptying her handbag onto the floor, she unbuckled her seatbelt.

"Romy, what are you..." Steve held her by the waist of her trouser so she didn't loose her balance. She just managed to thrust the bag under Kono's face right on time for her friend to empty her stomach in it.

"Eww." Grace pulled a face as she watched Kono puke into the handbag. "I'll never drink, ever. I promise, Danno." She cuddled into her dad, trying to get distance between her and Kono. Steve pulled over and helped Kono out of the car, with Romy following behind. She held her friends hair back and rubbed her shoulders as Kono released herself from the last bit of alcohol.

"Thanks." Kono mumbled as she straightened back up. Romy handed her some tissues and chewing gum.

"Sorry, I haven't gotten any water."

"It's ok." Steve and Romy watched as Kono stumbled back to the car, he pulled her close, his arm settling across her shoulders.

"I think your bag is toast." He nodded towards her purse lying on the side of the road.

"Fuck. I really liked that bag." Romy pouted.

"You are a good friend." Steve kissed her temple before guiding her back to his car.

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They dropped everyone off at their respective places and making a pit stop a small burger joint, before heading to Steve's. Sitting on the kitchen counter Romy devoured her burger with Steve standing between her legs sipping on his beer.

"Danny is mad, isn't he?" Romy flinched as she thought back to Danny's face, as they stumbled out of the Grover's house.

"He'll have calmed down by tomorrow. And honestly Kono's little incident might have helped more in keeping Grace away from alcohol than any of his lectures."

"God, I hope so. I hate when he's mad at me."

"I'll talk to him." Steve swiped a bit of ketchup from Romy's nose.

"We didn't know that Grace would be there."

"Hey, its ok. You didn't know and nothing bad happened. He wont be mad. And if he is, then I'll remind him that the way he spoke to you today was completely unacceptable."

Romy smiled at that and pulled Steve into a hug, her head nestling on his shoulder. "My seal to protect and serve." Her lips caressing his neck.

"You bet your cute butt." Steve squeezed her closer to him. "Romy, why was Kono drinking so much today?" Steve lifted her off the counter and started to make his way upstairs.

"It's complicated."

"You can't tell me?" Steve sat her down in bathroom, handing Romy her toothbrush.

"It's more like, she doesn't really know it herself." She said around the brush.

Steve looked at her. "Hey, feelings don't need to make sense all the time." Romy shrugged at his doubting face.

"That's all?"

"I think wedding planning is getting to her."

"You'd tell me..."

"Of course." Romy pressed a kiss on his cheek when leaving the bathroom.

Steve watched her in the mirror, as she took off her shirt and then her bra. Their eyes met in the mirror as her bra only dangled on Romy's finger "You gonna join me, McGarrett?" A low growl escaped Steve's throat and stalked towards her. Romy had lost her trousers in the meantime and scooted back on the bed. She leaned back on her elbows watching how Steve reached behind his neck and pulled off his shirt in one swift motion.

"Do you have any idea how sexy it is when you do that?"

"What take my shirt off?" Steve popped the buttons of his jeans.

"Hell, yeah. The reaching behind, pulling it off in one go. So hot!" Romy's left hand started to massage her breast, tugging her nipple softly. Steve joined her on the bed, kneeling between her legs, watching her tease herself, how her hips started to move slightly and how her lace high waisted knickers became wet in her crotch. He leaned over her, the tip of his dick leaking precum at the sight of her wantonly spread beneath him.

"Are you sure this ok? You had a lot to drink today." He whispered, while trailing kisses down her neck.

"Yes, of course."

"You tell me if you want to stop." His hands held her waist, not straying up or down.

"I promise. Please Steve, I need you." Romy grabbed his hand pushed it down towards her pussy.

"Ok." He leaned back for a second.

"Hands under your butt." Steve lifted an eyebrow at her, as Romy quickly complied. "You really need me, don't you?", he asked with a smirk. Romy bit her lip and nodded quickly. A gasp escaping her as Steve peeled down her underwear and his lips following the path his fingers made. He hooked her right leg over his shoulder, the way she was spread open. Her slit glistening with her arousal, he pulled her further apart with his fingers. Softly tracing her inner lips, he dipped one finger into her opening, eliciting a moan from Romy.

"You're so wet, gorgeous."

"Ever since you lifted me off the kitchen counter." her voice tense with arousal.

"Really?" She nodded. "So I could have done this," he inserted two fingers, pumping carefully, "downstairs?"

"Yes!" Romy's hips started to follow the rhythm his fingers set. A disappointed moan, when Steve removed his fingers and popped them in his mouth. "You taste so good, gorgeous."

Romy watched him licking his fingers clean of her juices "You have no idea how much you turn me on."

Steve smirked at her, as he hiked her higher and then bent down, licking her from her opening to her clit. Circling around the sensitive little bud, suckling on her inner lips before moving his attention back to her clit. He was teasing her and enjoying it. Romy's hands were still behind her bum, like he instructed, she couldn't help herself. She needed him closer to her, she moved her hands and gripped his hair holding him to her sex.

"Steve. Oh god. Right there."

Her fingernails digging into his scalp, spurring him on even more. He let his teeth graze her clit and he could feel the moment something snapped inside of her. Romy held his head firm, grinding against his mouth, riding her orgasm out. Her bones felt weak, when Steve let her leg down from his shoulder and she slowly released his hair out of her grip. She pulled him towards her, kissing him deeply, Romy could taste herself on his tongue, their scents intermingled was intoxicating. They continued to kiss, kisses that could go on forever if you'd let them. Steve could feel his erection straining, as Romy rubbed her herself against him.

"How do you want this?" he moaned, she was distracting him with kisses against his neck, he shivered has her tongue dipped in just the right spot. Their eyes met and Romy rolled around before pushing herself up on her hands and knees. The wink she threw over her shoulder, made Steve groan. "Fuck me, Steve."

He thrust into her, his hands holding her hips steady, as Steve drew back out and slammed back into her. Her head falling forward, Romy collapsed on her elbows by his force.

"Just like this, Steve." He set a punishing pace, that had her holding onto the head board in front of her with one hand. "I love it when you're rough." She hissed as he hit a sensitive spot inside her.

"You like that?" Steve bend over her, grazing his teeth along her neck. She was sure she was going to have a mark tomorrow. "You like it when I slam into you over and over again. When I make you moan and beg."

"Yes, please. Oh God, please fuck me." Romy pushed back into him. Steve's hand made its way down from her breast to her clit, the extra stimulation pushed Romy right over the edge. She came, moaning his name, clenching around his still slamming dick. Feeling her pulse around him, made his strokes erratic, his hands digging into her hips.

"Romy!" Steve let out as he came, the way she pressed back into him, milking him, his forehead resting between her shoulder blades. The room was utterly still for a moment, only their panting could be heard. "That was amazing." Steve murmured into her skin. Romy shivered, his voice made her all tingly, her inner muscled clenched getting her a shudder from Steve in return.

She let herself collapse onto the bed, taking Steve with her. "Oof." air hissed out of Steve with the sudden impact. He rolled over, taking Romy with him, he grabbled on the nightstand for some tissues. Carefully Steve reached down between Romy's legs and cleaned her up. Their bodies were sticky but he didn't have any strength left to make it to the shower, they just do it in the morning. So he held her close and watched her as her eyes started to droop. "Sweet dreams, Gorgeous."

"Good night, Schnuffi." Romy burrowed further into him, her head resting on his chest.

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"Steve!" He looked up and saw Romy standing towards his right, behind her cowered an elder man. Steve knew he was in trouble, that tone told him everything.

"What are you doing here, Romy?" Steve tried to head off the argument.

"What am I doing here? What are you doing having a shoot out in a full hotel?" Romy screeched.

"Are you hurt?" Steve pushed his rifle back, so he had both hands free to engulf her in a hug.

"I'm fine." Romy shook her head at this antics. "Hey guys!" she waved at the rest of the team standing around them.

"It was the dead Elvis." Steve said as an explanation.

"The dead Elvis, made you have a shoot out?", Romy crossed her arms.

"It started with him and then developed into another diamond heist."

"The diamonds from a couple of months ago?"

"Yep."

"I thought that guy got killed?"

"Yeah but Barry Burns decided to be an idiot and stole them, that then got Ivanovitch's brother involved and here we are." Steve made a sweeping gesture encompassing all the mess around them.

"Jeez."

"You got that one right."

"But you got the diamonds now?"

"All accounted for."

"Are you hurt?" she hooked her fingers into his vest and pulled herself closer.

"I'm fine." he slung an arm around her waist "The team is fine."

"Ok." she stood on her toes to kiss him. "I'll need to find another place for my meeting now, but I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Come grab a drink with us when you are done, Romy." Danny injected from the side. "Would love to but I think after this little incident, I need to wine and dine Mr Corrin so he'll still invest in the new club my boss wants to buy." Steve kissed her again and then let her go "Text me when you are on your way home." Romy waved in acknowledgement, while making her way over to a middle aged man.

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"Hey, we gotta order a drink for Chin, he's running late." Kono sat down in RumFire with the team.

No, no, he can come in on the next round." Steve chose the seat opposite her. "Um, excuse me. Could I get a Longboard when you're ready." He addressed the woman handing out the drink menus.

"She's a hostess, not a waitress." Danny reprimanded him, which got the two of them bickering about the difference between the two jobs. "I'm sorry for him. But if you are bringing him a beer, I'll have one too."

"Same here." Kono smiled at her.

"I'll have a Strawberry Daiquiri." Lou announced.

Steve couldn't hold in the chuckle trying to escape. "Did you say strawberry daiquiri?"

"Im comfortable with my manhood, brother."

"Oh yes, you are. And deep dish pizzas, strawberry daiquiris. You like the finer things in life."

"Absolutely. I'm a connoisseur, baby."

Kono's "Oho." interrupted Steve's and Lou's conversation.

Following her line of vision, they saw Romy standing at the bar, with man she was with at the Walani Hotel earlier on. In complete stupor, they watched how the guy moved to stand behind Romy, effectively caging her in, one of his hands resting on her shoulder while the other slid down to her waist and then hip.

Romy had moved their conversation from a private dining room at the Royal Hawaiian to RumFire, he was making her uncomfortable and she had hoped that a more public setting would deter Mr Corrin from trying anything he eluded to earlier on. Frankly no such luck, as his hands started to wander her body. Taking a deep breath, she tried to proclaim a sense of calm she did not feel at all at the moment.

"Mr Corrin, I'd appreciate it if you would remove your hand from my body." Romy's tone clipped.

"Why? Don't pretend you aren't part of the deal." He started to caress her shoulder. "First you flirt with the police officer, even let him touch you. Then you flirt with me over dinner, and now you turn all frigid?"

"I told you before. This is not how Mr Khan conducts his business. I am asking once again very politely, that you remove your hands." Romy shivered as she felt the hand squeeze her hips and started to make its way around to her bum.

"If you have not removed your hands in one-second, it will be broken." a growl behind her, she'd recognised that voice anywhere.

Mr Corrin turned around "What's your problem?"

Steve stared at hand the man dared still to have on Romy's body, he could see her shrinking away.

That made him snap, hands going to the guys shirt forcibly moving him two steps away from Romy, towards the employee part of the bar out of sight of the other guests. "She told you to remove your hands." Steve pushed Mr Corrin's arm behind his back and the next moment a crack could be heard.

"You broke my arm!" the man cried out "I'm going to have you arrested for this. Do you know who I am?"

"I don't give a fuck. At the moment you are the douche bag, that assaulted the girlfriend of the head of 5-0, which would be me." He slapped his badge into the guy's forehead, leaving an imprint of his shield.

"Steve?" he turned around, Kono, Lou and Danny had followed him and brought, what he assumed was, hotel security "Need a hand?"

He handed the man over to hotel security guard, Romy stepped up next to him "Thank you, but after reviewing your proposal, we are not interested in your investment, we don't do business with assailants."

"You bitch." Mr Corrin sneered.

"Be glad, I'm not pressing charges." Her head was held high, but Steve could hear the slight tremor in her voice. "Thank you, Tom." her attention moved to the security guard. "I'll flag him in both properties, Ms Erhardt?", the burly guard anticipated her.

"Yes, please." With that she turned around and moved back to the bar.

Motioning to the bar tender, her mask still perfectly in place. Inez began to pour the golden liquid, looked up at the usual point but Romy tapped the glass with her fingernail an inch above. Without a word she continued to fill up the glass.

"Thanks."

Steve stepped back up to her again "Romy?"

She lifted her index finger indicating him to hold on for a sec, grabbed the glass full of Tequila and downed it with a swift move, she nodded to Inez, who obliged with filling the glass once more.

Only then Romy turned to Steve, he was worried she could see it in his eyes.

Unfortunately this kind of shit happens way too often, business men thinking she was just the secretary, part of the deal, not allowed to make a decision, scared to anger them. Usually it was just words, and innuendos.

This tonight was too much.

She leaned up to she kissed him her hand landing on his pec to keep stability "Thank you."

"You ok?"

"Hm" she raised her shoulders.

"You want to go home?"

A grateful smile, but she shook her head. "No, I want to have a drink with you and our friends and listen to Jerry sing." Steve questioning face made her nod to the stage where Jerry was setting up.

"Ok." Steve interlaced his fingers with hers and lead her over to the teams table. The others were kind enough not to say anything, but she had a feeling Kono would bring it back up at their next dinner.

"Do you need anything?" Steve whispered in her ear.

Closing her eyes, she thought for a moment. "Could you…could you just not let me go?" Romy knew he wasn't that keen on PDA, but he surprised her. Steve's arm slung around her waist, anchoring her to him and they sunk further into their chairs, Romy's head resting on his shoulders as he discussed the finer points of Rock n' Roll with Lou.

Their conversations were interrupted by Jerry on the mic. "They say when a star dies, it's light continues to travel for hundreds of years. This song goes out to one of our own. Lane Collins, though he's gone, his light keeps shining on us all." He gave a nod to the musicians behind him and started his beautiful rendition of Love me. People started to get up and dance, Steve pulled Romy out of her chair and towards the dance floor. His hand holding hers, resting them on his chest, while his other hand held her waist. Romy's splayed on his shoulder, while her head nestled under his chin. They moved slowly to Jerry's crooning voice, Steve lifting their joined hands to his mouth, pressing a kiss to hers. Swaying like this both were able to forget the incident from before, the heartbreak Lou and Renee were going through and that deep in Romy's bag her phone was buzzing with the details for her return flight to London.

Well, if you ever go, Darling, I'll be oh so lonely I'll be sad and blue, Crying over you, dear only.

I would beg and steal Just to feel your heart Beatin' close to mine

Well, if you ever go, Darling, I'll be oh so lonely Beggin' on knees, All I ask is please, please love me

(Words & Music Jerry Leiber and Mike Stoller)