One Thing

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A/N: Hey there my wonderful readers! Are you ready for a long chapter of answers? Well, they're mostly wrong answers because Steve is going to get lied to right, left and center, but the point is some of your questions will be answered too. Like what Five-0 is doing, and we get to see a little bit of the drama he's going to deal with. The next chapter is one of my favourites so get excited for that next week. As Always, don't forget to leave a review, or drop a fav or a follow and I'll see you guys next week!

Chapter 4

Five-0 started out on shaky legs.

As his first act as the commander of his—at that time—unnamed task force, he forced Detective Daniel Williams to be his partner. Only because he knew so much about the original case because otherwise he was useless to Steve.

He hated the man's attitude.

So, he accidentally got him shot, that happened in their line of work. He couldn't get mad at him for stupid things like that.

But that was how Williams operated. And bitching to him was like breathing, it had to happen for the man to live.

Chin Ho Kelly was the next recruit.

And this was a recruit he made because he actually liked him, and John vouched for him.

Chin tried to fight getting the badge, said HPD would never allow it. Said he had been accused of taking payouts and that why they had his removed from the force. But Steve's taskforce wasn't HPD and Steve wanted him, because if his old man trust him and believed him, than so did he. After some cajoling Chin joined the team.

Chin's cousin Kono was pulled in when they needed someone to approach their suspect. Their undercover agent if you will. She was a recruit going through the Police Academy, so she couldn't officially be on the team, but she was on the team.

And Five-0, well Five-0 got it's name from Steve's high school jersey.

His number was 50, but it wasn't fifty. It was Five-0 which John had nicknamed their family. They weren't native Hawaiian's so he called them the Five-0s after the 50th State in the union. It was his way of making them feel like they belonged someplace.

And as soon as he said, explained it to the team, they had taken to it. But with Kono saying: "Hmm, Five-0, I like that," he remembered Rory and her it's the start of Five-0 monologue. But… she couldn't possibly have been talking about this? Right?

I mean… how the hell would she have know? What? She could tell the future? No, mediums, psychics they weren't real.

Their first act of business was to hunt down how Hesse got on the island in the first place because that would tell them how the Master got on. And probably how he was going to leave.

They did this by using Kono as bait.

They put a wire on her, and then sent her in to talk to snakehead who got Hesse on the island. A native Chinaman, a nasty little human trafficker, who was nothing but inappropriate the whole time they interacted with him.

Sang Min.

Once they had him caught, he confirmed that he got Hesse on the island but that the man who asked him to do it for him, was already on the island before Hesse even got there. And as far as Sang Min knew, he hadn't left.

He wouldn't confirm if this man was the Master or not, in fact the second he even mentioned the Master the man clammed up. But he did give him one thing. And it was when he asked whether or not he had gotten Rory on the island.

Sang Min had asked who that was so Steve had elaborated.

I don't know a Rory, but if this was about his Ro, then you should count your lucky stars there weren't more dead bodies.

Great, so Rory's name wasn't Rory. And if it wasn't Rory, what was it? Probably not Ro. The Ro had to be short for something.

And when all his questions basically turned to Rory, his team asked him why the girl mattered.

She sounded useless, like she would know nothing. She did even know what part of the world she had been in when Steve found her.

But Steve knew better. Rory was the only link they had to all their suspects. All of this happened because the Master wanted Rory back after all. So, if he wanted to find the Master and the other person who had been in his dad's house, he would have to find her first.

But when they had been at it a week and they didn't have any other leads, they had no choice, they had to back off.

They worked other cases until they caught a break.

Victor Hesse had woken up.

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Wo Fat had paid a lot of money for this.

For getting news about Victor's state of consciousness given straight to him the second the doctor got news.

And for that Doctor not to report it to Five-0 right away.

That's right, despite following Ro's warning, Five-0 had started anyway. When he brought that up to her, she had just shrugged. She said he must have put it into motion the second he took Victor Hesse into McGarrett's house to beat up John.

But what was he supposed to do? Leave her there?

She knew, as well as he did as he was the one who taught her, that the best way to grab anyone in custody was when they were mobile. If he had waited for them to drop her off and for her to lose McGarrett he would have never gotten her back.

And his Ro never would have survived jail.

But there was a problem.

Victor Hesse knew who Ro was. Who she really was. And who she was to him and, of course, who he really was. And if McGarrett was as interested in Ro as Con said he was, then the first thing he was going to do was ask Victor who Ro was and where she was.

And, unless Victor had the right incentive, he would tell McGarrett all he needed to hear.

Wo Fat was not going to let McGarrett use Ro against him. He just wasn't.

So, once the doctor called him and told him that Hesse awake, he was up and ready to go. Of course, Victor Hesse would choose to wake up in the middle of the night.

He got ready as quietly as he could, as he didn't want to wake up the people he lived with, but did anyway.

It wasn't surprising that Sin Nombre woke up as soon as Wo Fat started getting ready. The man was an assassin his senses were fine tuned. His Ro, however, made a few sleepy noises as he walked past his room.

Now she could sleep like the dead, so he knew he didn't wake her up, but he had disturbed her a bit, which mean he'd have to check in on her when he left.

Sin Nombre actually got up and out of bed to figure out what was going on. They were known for middle of the night runners, so it was a fair assumption that Wo being up meant something was wrong.

So Wo, did his best to clam him down, and then gave him a brief synopsis of what had happened and where he was going. Right away, Sin Nombre wanted to go with him. While it would be useful to have him there, as he was quite terrifying, someone needed to stay with Ro.

Sin Nombre hated babysitting, but they both knew that Ro needed someone on her, cause if she woke up on her own, she was likely to panic. And a panicked Ro was a Ro that got into mischief and he couldn't handle any of her mischief right now.

He popped into her room just so she knew he was out, so she wouldn't worry. This involved kneeling by her bed, and smoothing back her hair until the girl's eyes opened. He knew she was most likely half asleep but he told her he had business and that he'd be going out for a while. He promised her breakfast at her favourite place and that just made her smile at him and then she just rolled over and went back to sleep.

And that was him driving off in his Audi.

When he got to the hospital, he made sure to avoid all cameras, as he made his way up into Victor's room. The doctor distracted the guard on duty and Wo went in.

Sure enough, Victor was awake. Lying in that hospital bed wide eyed and staring at him.

"Hello, how are you feeling?" Wo asked figuring he'd start with being cordial.

"Like you shot me," the man growled and Wo just smiled that cooly detached way that he was known for.

"You tricked my girl into going to North Korea and then got her arrested. You're lucky you're alive."

"So what? You're here to what? Finish me off."

"Not necessarily," Wo said. "I was thinking we could come to some kind of agreement."

"Is that so?"

"Well, I'm assuming you'd like to not go to jail," Wo said. "You're not stable to move right now, obviously, but I'm willing to help you escape, you know, in return for certain… silences."

"You mean Ro, don't you?"

Of course he meant Ro. "McGarrett is, apparently, very interested in her. He's going to ask you about her, and you're going to have to lie. In return, when I can, I'll spring you."

"And if I don't agree?"

Wo just stared at him. Victor knew exactly what would happen if he didn't agree. Wo was going to shoot him. Well maybe not shoot him, but he was definitely going to kill him. Right then and there.

This shouldn't have been a surprise. Victor knew first had how ruthless Wo Fat was where it came to Ro and her safety.

Victor looked him up and down.

"You killed Anton."

"Sin Nombre did, yes," he admitted and Victor tilted his head back, as if trying to blink back his tears. "It was an unfortunate situation, Victor, but you took my girl and put her in that situation, what did you think was going to happen when I found out? Did you think she wouldn't tell me?"

Victor frowned. "It should have been you in North Korea with me, if you had just agreed to come with me none of this would have happened."

Really, so the situation Victor wanted was him potentially being grabbed? Did he not realize how bad a rescue attempt spearheaded by the clumsily vicious Ro would have been?

Would have been a lot worse than the hasty rescue he had put together in less than three days.

"You want to get vengeance, fine. Once I get you out you can double cross, you can do whatever you want with your spare time, but if you hit me I'll hit you back and we both know it won't end well for you," he said and then he pulled out his gun. "So what will it be? Am I killing you now? Or later?"

Victor glared at him, and for a while Wo Fat was certain he was going to have to kill the man in his hospital bed. But he surprised Wo by relenting with a heavy sigh.

"Fine. What pack of lies do you want me to sell?"

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Steve got his call about Hesse in the morning, so he collected Danny and went to the hospital.

The rolled up in Danny's Camaro, with coffees, heading up to the private floor they had Victor on. When they got there a nurse was checking him over, so they waited for her to be done before starting the interrogation. This was because they didn't want to scare her.

Once she was gone, Steve folded his arms and smiled smugly down at the man he had spent so long looking for.

"Well… this didn't work out well for you did it?" Steve asked and Victor just rolled his eyes. "I'm guessing things might have gone a little better if you hadn't brought that girl with you."

Victor huffed. "Yeah, I had a feeling this was where this was going."

"Yeah? And what makes you say that?"

"There was talk," he said. "Talk about a particular solider being… a little too interested in little miss Rory. Had a feeling it was you."

Steve shook his head. "Her name isn't Rory. What's her real name?" Steve asked and Victor shrugged.

"Don't know. She calls herself Ro," he said.

"She's gotta have a name," Danny insisted.

"Well… she's got a code name like her brothers. She calls herself The Professional, everyone else calls her La Bruja."

The witch? Why the fuck did they call that girl the witch? Unless she was going around bewitching all sorts of people with her beauty but he doubt it that was it.

"And what is she then? Cause I'm guessing she's not really a criminal."

"She's kind of like their mascot," Victor said. "I unno, Anton thought she was cute and uh… that wore off quick. But you can't really expect to break the heart of the Master's little pet and live to tell the tale. As you saw, he's quite ruthless where it comes to that girl."

Yes, Steve had realized that.

"So why take her then? If she's useless why did you drag her out of there? Seems like an unneeded and unnecessary worry."

"Because her name, it's tied to him, and it gets respect. Having her there meant we wouldn't get double crossed, because no one would dare have her get hit in the crossfire. Accident or not he'd kill us all if she got hurt. And no one was going to low ball us and chance disrespecting him through her."

"So, you… you just told her you were going to Bali?"

"Yep. She's pretty but she's not very bright."

So, she had been tricked. And the fake name was because, since her name was tied to her brothers, she would be held in connection to their crimes.

The poor girl was just a helpless bystander.

"Who was in the house with you? Was it the Master?"

"No, just one of his hench men. There's a team of people that just uh… sit on her," he said. "Him and the Rabbit are one of them. Their one purpose in life is to keep her out of trouble, they failed miserably this time around."

So not her brother? Okay so he was getting confused.

"You gotta give me something. Something concrete here…"

"Why?" he asked. "So far I've been overlooked. If I start talking to you people about literally the only thing Master goes lethal over, they're going to come back and finish the job."

"Look, that rescue attempt, they weren't looking for Anton. They were looking for Ro," he said. "In fact, the Rabbit killed your brother and who ever was with you tried to kill you. What makes you think they aren't already on their way to finish you off?"

"Because. He got her back," he said with a shrug. "The second he got her back, he stopped caring about me. If it was really all that big of a deal, he would have had someone kill me. I wouldn't have woken up at all."

Seriously? Even Hesse was scared of him? Godamn.

"Your brother is dead because of them," he reminded him. "I know you want vengeance, so let us get it for you."

Victor stared at him. He was wavering, for Anton's sake, Steve just had to sweeten the pot.

"We'll put you in maximum security, make sure you're away from Gen-pop, keep you safe from the Master and his people."

"That wouldn't help me, but alright. Fine. I'll tell you what I know about the man who was with me."

Steve broke out with in a grin. He had won, and with any luck, not only would he find the man who helped Victor beat up his dad, but he'd find Rory who was clearly the best way to flush out the Master.

The only difference was that Steve now knew what to expect. He'd be the one to take the Master down.

He was going to save Rory from the negative influence of her family. Give her a reason to join him on the good side.

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His dad liked to visit him at work.

He liked to come in and see how everyone was doing, see what sort of cases Steve was working on and offer his two cents on their theories.

Today was no different. He came in with a box of malasadas for the team, and a hug for his son, and then he caught sight of the composite sketch that Hesse had helped them draw up.

He thought he might have seemed familiar, that maybe his dad would recognize him but John just looked confused.

The sketch was of an emancipated looking Chinese kid, basically. With flowing black locks and thin wiry mustache. Steve had a hard time believing that a child like that, who looked far from imposing, was the Master. He didn't seem scary or capable of running the kind of empire the Master was said to have.

But then again, Rory was about as unimposing as one could be and she had ended up being quite a thorn in his side. You wouldn't have looked at Rory and though pick-pocket or lock pick, but she was capable of all of those things.

He was starting to believe the whole henchman theory that Hesse had given him.

Kono said their sketch looked like Glen from the Walking Dead. Steve thought he looked like Chin, except if Chin had been starved or something.

Either way, John didn't recognize him, and that was clear when he asked: "Who's that?"

Steve glanced to the photo the had blown up on the monitor across from their smart computer. "That, is the man Hesse said was helping him."

John's eyes narrowed, but he didn't say anything. Steve's own eyes narrowed at him. "Do you recognize him?"

John turned to his son and shook his head. "Never saw his face… remember?"

Except Steve was pretty sure his dad was lying. He had always been sure that his dad was lying.

"Did uhm… did Hesse tell you why the man was in the house?"

"Uh… for Rory… right?" Steve asked and John nodded again. Except there was some suspicious about the way he did it. "Dad… what aren't you tell me?" John faltered but Steve wouldn't let him lie to him again. "Dad, we can't possibly find these people unless you tell me whatever it is you're refusing to tell me."

And John just deflated. He was beat, painted into a corner, and he knew it. Or maybe he was just tired of lying.

"Alright… alright, let's go into your office, okay?" he said already moving towards the office. Steve exchanged glances with his coworkers before following after his dad.

He shut the door after him and his dad gestured to his seat. "You better sit," he insisted. "There's something I need to tell you and it might come as a… uh… a shock."

Steve sighed but took the seat. His dad took one in one of the chairs across from his desk and then sighed.

"I uh… I don't know how to tell you this…" he started but Steve just lifted his hand to stop him.

"Dad, I know you've been lying to me, so just spit it out. Okay?"

John sighed heavily. "Alright, this is all about what happened… what happened on April 19th, 1992…"

Pain flashed over Steve's feature at the mention of that date. The day his life imploded, the day everything changed.

"Mom's accident? What does that have to do with anything."

"It wasn't an accident Steve."

Steve stared at him for a moment. "I'm sorry… what?"

"It… it was a homicide."

Steve reeled back, suddenly unable to breathe. "Are you saying… are you saying that mom was murdered?"

"She… she was…"

"And you're only telling me this now?" he thundered and John just stared at him. Steve glared at his father. "Is that… is that why you sent me away? Is that why you sent me and Mary away?"

"I didn't have a choice Steve. When they killed your mom… I was afraid they would come for you…"

"Who's they? Dad, who's… who are you protecting?"

"I'm not protecting anyone except for you… and Mary…"

"Cut the crap, dad, what are you hiding?"

John sighed. "It's Yakuza," he whispered. "In the 90's I was the head of the HPD's organized crime unit. I was investigating the Yakuza's expansion to Hawaii. I was getting close to figuring out who the Oyabun was, their crime boss, and to get rid of me they put a bomb under my car. But they didn't account for your mom taking the car that day… and… well I never quite forgave myself. All these years I've been trying to figure out who did it. And all my evidence, everything I had in my own investigation into it… was in the toolbox."

The weight of that confession knocked all the air out of Steve because it literally lined up all the fucking holes and questions he had.

That's why his dad had been calling him Champ. Because the investigation into what happened to his mother, everything John had been working on had been in that box. And if John that he was going to die, then finding that box would have been imperative so Steve could finish what his dad started.

"How would this guy have known to take it?"

"I don't know…"

"And you're sure… absolutely positive you didn't know who it was?"

And then John faltered. "Steve… this man… he's not…"

"So, you do know him."

"I've met with him a few times. Yes," he admitted and Steve swore. "I can't tell you who he is Steve."

"Yes, dad you can."

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"Because… he threatened you. He said if I give him up, he'll kill you and son… that man… he's lethal. I survived because of that girl, but she won't be able to protect us forever."

Steve sighed heavily and hug his head while his dad just watched him.

"But I can tell you who I think he works with," he said.

Steve sighed. "Who."

"Hiro Noshimuri."

Steve leant forward. "Thank you," he said. "Now, tell me everything else."

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He was at Kaimuki Country club golfing.

Steve stopped his golf ball from going into the cup and then just glared at the man who was behind his mother's death.

Hiro Noshimuri looked far from pleased but he didn't lash out. He just sort of sighed. He then turned to the man he had with him. "Guess there must be a hole in the security, Koj."

And that would be Koji Noshimuri. See. John had been clear, Hiro might have been in charge but he wouldn't have placed the bomb himself. He would have gotten someone else to do it. Like his brother. Koji.

"Security's good. It's the members we gotta worry about," Danny said showing him the badge.

Steve got right into Hiro's face.

"You know, unless you plan to be my next golf partner, I highly suggest you get out of my way."

Steve scoffed. "You're really gonna stand there and pretend you don't know who I am?"

"Now that you mention it, there's something quite familiar about your face."

"Let me jog your memory. John McGarrett…"

"Ah, the HPD Detective with a whole lot of theories and not a lot of proof," the man said with a smile.

"I'm his son," Steve said. "And I know who you are. I know what you had done to my mother and I know you work with the man who tried to kill my father, and I'm here to tell you that no amount of money, or manpower is gonna save you."

"Save me?" he asked with a scoff. "From what?"

"From me."

At that he laughed again. "You hear that Koji? He thinks he can take me on."

At that the other man he was golfing with, his brother Koji, moved past him to get into Steven's face. But Steve didn't move, he just let him get close to him, in fact he got himself even closer.

"Tell me something. My father was the intended target, right? You didn't mean to kill my mother. You screwed up, tell me that."

Except Koji said nothing. It was Hiro who said: "Nice Fantasy. But you don't have any proof. No Evidence at all. Just like your father."

Course not, because they had stolen all of their evidence.

"You're right, I've got no proof about my mother's murder. But you. You're the head of a criminal organization."

Turning back to Koji* "I know you rigged that car. I don't have any proof, but I will. I'm gonna do whatever it takes. I'm gonna be on you 24/7. I'm gonna dig up every skeleton in every closet. And then I'm coming after you."

It was after that that he noticed the man standing just behind Koji. A man that was slightly smaller than him, Asian, with black hair and cold brown eyes. He was in a black polo shirt and tan golf pants. He seemed way too intent in the way he was staring at him.

And Steve didn't quite like the way he was doing it.

"You, what's your name?"

"Wo Fat."

"Well the game's over. Go home."

The man nodded. "Yes sir," he said and then simply turned away leaving Steve alone with the Noshimuri's.

He wasn't gone that long when there was a bit of a yelp and a crash. When Steve turned, he saw that the man who was leaving had a girl by the upper arm and was dragging her away. He watched him put her into a golfcart and then drive them both away. Rather quickly. Quicker than the golf course should allow.

Now that was weird.

Steve couldn't get a good look at her, but she had chin length brown hair. She wasn't dressed for golfing or as a drink cart girl either. In fact, it looked like she wasn't up to dress code at all.

She was in daisy duke short jean shorts and a blue button up that wasn't done up. Since he couldn't see the front of her he didn't know what she had under neath that button up shirt she was wearing, but he'd guess it was another shirt.

It was the legs though. Those long, lithe, pale legs. They looked like Rory's legs. But then he remembered that he didn't know Rory enough to know what her legs looked like. That and she probably wasn't on this island.

There was no way that the Master would have brought her here. There was no point. He would have brought her some where safe, probably somewhere with him.

Unless he was on the island, which Steve was pretty sure he wasn't. He was pulling the strings very far away from here.

The had dropped a tray of drinks, that was clearly meant for the people on this green. Now why would that man take away the girl and leave the drinks?

Yeah, except none of that was Steve's priority. No, what he needed to focus on was the man who was most likely behind his mother's murder.

So he turned back around and focused on Noshimuri getting ready for all the lies he was going to tell.

He just wasn't expecting him to know the Governor too.

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The Governor was pretty clear. Unless he had irrefutable proof that Noshirmui was involved in anything, ie: physical evidence, he was to leave the man alone.

So yeah, that was annoying. That the person who was supposed to give him immunity and means was close friends and accepting funding money from a local Oyabun for the Yakuza. Wonderful. The Governor was in the Oyabun's pocket, which meant, that he was essentially in the Oyabun's pocket too.

Wonderful.

But a week later, after discovering all of this and being told to back off, he found a CIA agent in his office. She was demanding all of his information tied to this case, all his evidence around his dad's attack. Everything about Noshimuri and the Yakuza, everything.

She said if he did what she asked she'd give him something back, and then she showed him his dad's recorder which had gone missing with his toolbox. He had asked how she got it and she shot back with how did you loose it? Which just annoyed Steve to no end.

But he didn't really have a choice, he couldn't argue. So what he did was tell her he'd get it all to her by the end of the day.

Except that was not the plan. What he did instead was ask one of his contact for info on her. And oh, boy, did he get some info.

For starters, she wasn't even working right now. She was on leave. She wasn't a field agent either, she was a low-level analyst.

Essentially meaning, she couldn't order him to do shit.

He found her in her hotel room, looking very much like the nerd she was, with pictures of this Wo Fat person all over her wall.

And that would be when he recognized him.

He had been at the golf course with Noshimrui. He had been the one who dragged the girl away.

She had gone rogue to find this Wo Fat. He needed to find out why.

So he gave her a reason to tell him, by threatening to call her supervisor. She caved immediately and tonight he'd be getting access to all her intel. And she started by giving him access to her initial case file.

She met him at the palace with all her information both on a hard drive and on paper files. She got everything ready and then laid it all out for him.

"Wo Fat was one of the good guys. He started his career as an intelligent agent for the Chinese MSS. Quickly became one of their best."

"I read the highlights of your investigation file. He worked counter-intelligence at the 6th Bureau. He reached the rank of colonel, then he suddenly disappeared, right?"

"Disappeared for years. Whatever he was doing, he must've realized that government work doesn't pay well because when he resurfaced, he was already a major player in the criminal underworld."

Well damn. "How many bodies have you put on Wo Fat?"

"Twenty-three that we know of. The CIA's been tracking him movements for nearly a decade but every time we think we're close he vanishes," she said. "Like literally. Thought we had him pinned and he got out of a room with no windows and no secret entrances. We're still not sure how he did it. It's like he's playing with us."

She looked at Steve who was nodding. "But a few months ago I tracked him to Hawaii. More recently, however, he paid a visit to someone you know."

Then she pulled up a video of him going into Victor Hesse's hospital room. The night before Steve went to talk to him.

"Victor Hesse. Wait a second, I didn't know Victor Hesse works with Wo Fat."

"He doesn't work with Wo Fat. He works for Wo Fat. Same with the Yakuza. None of them makes a move without his approval."

"So what… are you trying to tell me that Wo Fat ordered the attack on the father?"

"I believe so. But right now… I don't know why."

"No but that doesn't make sense. He wasn't there for me or Anton, he was there for Rory."

"Who?"

"The… the girl. Rory, how do you not know about Rory?"

Jenna just shrugged but something didn't add up. Something was wrong. He couldn't help but feel like he was missing the bigger picture one that he had a feeling Agent Kaye knew.