One Thing

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A/N: Well hello my wonderful readers! Well here we are! We're at another dramatic chapter. Are you ready for more Ro and Wo cuteness cause you've got it! Don't forget to tell me if you enjoyed it and I'll see you next week!

Chapter 18

Steve came out of the plane and was surprised to see that Wo Fat was right where he had left him.

He really hadn't run away.

Steve was still shocked about that, but he was figuring that the reason he hadn't left was because Rowan was injured, too injured to run with him. She was holding him back and he clearly didn't want to leave her behind.

So instead he was right where Steve left him with Rowan on his lap, cradled gently to him.

"Was I right?" Wo Fat asked but Steve ignored him, because he was.

"How did she cause an EMP burst?" he asked. Wo Fat turned to him, not a single emotion betrayed on his face. "I heard you in the plane. She said she sent it the other way so it shouldn't have taken out the controls, but it did. You said she's done this before."

Wo Fat took that in and then chose to say nothing. He simply turned back to the woman he was cradling to his chest.

Right so Steve wasn't going to get answers, that's what he got right now. He took another long look at Rowan, the blood was seeping from somewhere and had soaked the sleeve of his dress shirt, but he couldn't tell where she was injured other then it was somewhere on her head.

"Is it bad?"

Wo Fat said nothing, he showed Steve a hand free of blood, and then he lightly touched the back of Rowan's head for half a second. When he showed Steve the hand again it was covered in blood, and not just the reddened light bleeding kind the dark black, bleeding a lot kind.

So yea, it was bad.

While still holding her, while his eyes stayed on her face, Wo Fat said: "Would you like a full confession?"

Steve paused he stared down at him but Wo Fat wouldn't look at him, he was too busy stroking Rowan's hair, keeping it from falling in her face, even though her head was tipped back.

"Not only will I go quietly with you, I am willing to give you a full confession…"

"And what do you want in return?"

"She goes to the hospital," he said. And Steve grimaced, because he didn't know why this man thought he wouldn't take Rowan to the hospital if she was that badly hurt. "And she goes free."

"She's a criminal."

"She's a petty thief at best."

"She robbed the Louvre last year."

Wo Fat turned his face up to him. "She'll die locked up in a box like that," he said. "You've been around her, you should know. She barely takes direction, she won't be able to handle prison."

That was true, Rowan would definitely not do well in prison.

"She goes free, she gets the care she needs, and I'll confess to whatever you'd like me to confess to. And I won't give you a lick of trouble, I'll go quietly."

He was serious. Completely and utterly serious. He was going to give himself up for her. Jesus Christ he really did love her. No wonder her brothers were okay with him having her, they must have known he'd do anything for her.

The beat of helicopter blades hit the air and Steve turned. There it was a helicopter drifting above the trees. That couldn't be good.

"They're coming for you, aren't they?"

"Yes," he said. Glancing down to Rowan and tucking her in a little more closely to himself.

Yeah, Steve wasn't letting them get away.

"Right, stay there," he ordered and then went back into the plane where he found his bag and took out all the parts to put his SMG together. When he got out, he was fully armed and Wo Fat was standing with Rowan in his arms.

"Come on, let's go," he said.

He grabbed Wo Fat by the shoulder and shoved him forward, just not as hard as he wanted to lest he jostled Rowan who looked like she was sleeping. The poor girl had a major head injury he didn't want to make it worse.

He was more mad at Wo Fat then he was at her.

They walked through the trees, heading god knows where, and they were quiet for a long time. You know, until Steve figured he might as well go back to asking questions. Not like they had anything else to do.

"You don't talk much, do you?" But he still got nothing from Wo Fat. "Pretty chatty when it comes to Shelburne though."

Now that got him talking.

"Shelburne murdered my father," he snapped.

"Mother," Rowan grumbled and Wo Fat scowled down to her.

"No, Father."

Rowan shook her head. "No. You're wrong," she said.

"We've gone over this Ro. It was my father. Not my mother. And if there were any chance you were right, where has my father been this whole time? Hmm?"

"CIA black site in Morocco," she mumbled and Wo Fat came to a stop.

He then turned to Steve. "That's the first time she's ever had an answer for that."

Rowan then smiled almost sleepily. "Ribbit, Ribbit."

"And now we're back to nonsense."

"It's the city. Ribbit. Like a frog," she murmured and then nestled into his shoulder. Wo Fat just shook his head and kept walking.

"Why does it matter what she thinks?" Steve asked.

"She thinks she psychic," Wo said. Steve scoffed and Wo shot him a smirk. "She got you and Five-0 right."

At that Steve's smile faded, cause he was right. She had told Steve about Five-0 before Five-0 had been a thing.

He shifted Rowan again, either trying to settle her in a more comfortable position or because she was getting too heavy for him.

She had to be dead weight at this point, even if her arms were around Wo Fat's neck. She wasn't really holding onto him more like they were weakly draped around him. He had to be tired.

"I can take her," Steve said. "I'm sure she's getting heavy by now."

Wo Fat turned a glare at him. "Seriously, what is your obsession with my Ro?"

Seriously, Wo Fat was very possessive of this girl and it was rather strange to see him like that.

"You're Ro?"

"Yes, my Ro. You were immediately interested in her, the second you met her. You took her in…"

"That was just kindness… you wouldn't understand that."

"She has taught me all about kindness. What you did was something else," he said turning around again. "The people I work for, and my unfortunate vast knowledge of Disney movies and their disgustingly sexist tropes, tell me that what you did was something more akin to love at first sight. Which I didn't buy into until you came into contact with her."

Steve blinked his eyes at him, because it was true. It may not have been love but it had very much been lust at first sight. At the very least.

And he wasn't going to admit that to Wo Fat. He just wasn't.

So, he changed the topic.

"How did you meet her?"

"I was there when she fell," he said as he went back to walked. Steve had to jog to keep up to him as he shook his head, what did that mean?

"Not gonna elaborate?"

"No. No point, you wouldn't believe me."

"Yeah? Try me?"

Wo Fat paused and turned to him. "She fell out of the sky. I just happened to be by her when she hit the water. I've been stuck with her ever since." Steve took that in and then laughed and Wo Fat shook his head and went back to walking. "See. Told you."

"Oh come on, you gotta have a better cover story than that!" he cried. "You think I'm gonna believe that? Really?"

Rowan shifted again and Wo Fat paused to reposition her. She groaned at him and immediately he turned his head, his chin dipping towards her head. If Steve didn't know any better he'd say that Wo Fat was kissing her forehead.

"It's okay, you're okay," he whispered. Which just caused Rowan to grumble again. "Why don't you sing a song. I love your songs."

He did? Well, Steve liked her singing too, but Wo Fat always seemed like he didn't like anything, but he was clearly a different person when he was with Rowan and Steve was getting a glimpse of that. The problem was that that version of Wo Fat didn't match up with the version Steve knew.

A sort of melody began to rise out of her but the words were too quick for Steve to catch.

But he did recognize one verse because he had heard it before.

There are ten million million million million million million million million million particles in the universe that we can observe. Your mama took the ugly ones and put them into one nerd. You wanna bring the heat with the mushroom clouds you're making, I'm about to bake raps from scratch like Carl Sagan. While it's true that my work is based on you, I'm a super-computer you're like a TI-82.

"What is that?"

"She writes little rap battles between famous people, it's a youtube thing of hers," he said. "I thought it was stupid but she makes money off of it, so you know… can't be that stupid."

What the fuck?

"That one is Albert Einstein vs. Stephen Hawking. I don't think it's ready to put up yet, she's still writing it I'm assuming. So far her most popular is Justin Bieber vs. Beethoven."

Steve took that in. Well, it was good that she was profiting off of it.

"She's a good singer, my Ro. She uh… I think she's transitioning into pop songs. She'd uh… she'd make a good solo artist but uh… with her background she'd never survive the media's scrutinizing glare."

That meant him. Wo Fat was why Ro, who Steve already knew she was a wonderful singer, couldn't be an artist. Because if they media found out about Wo Fat, they'd have a field day.

They went back to walking, and Rowan kept repeating her Einstein vs. Hawking song and after a while Wo would sort of speak sing it back to her which made her giggle and him smile.

He kept saying no to Disney songs even if she sung her part, and she pleaded for her to continue on to his part. He never joined in on the Disney ones, which, according to Rowan was odd because he usually sang with her at home.

And there was that conflicting versions again. Wo Fat actually sang Disney songs with this girl? My god how much did he love her.

Then they got to the car graveyard. He wasn't sure where he was but it was clear that they were getting closer to some kind of people. But that's where the helicopter showed up again.

Steve didn't even have to grab Wo Fat the man ducked behind a rusted truck and Steve did the same, though he wasn't sure why. Maybe he was just predicating Steve's instructions.

Still the helicopter landed, and men of Asian decent in black suits with big guns were all filing out and heading towards them carefully.

He turned and found that Wo Fat had Rowan on the ground and was trying to push her under the truck.

"Get under the truck, please, get under the truck."

"Why are you hiding her? Aren't they here to find you?"

"Those men are Yakuza," Wo Fat snapped.

"So?"

"Well, the Yakuza want to kill me right now."

WHAT?

Rowan mumbled something, a hand reached out to grip his but Wo Fat turned back around and basically shoved her under the truck.

"Please, for the love of god, listen to me for once," he said to her. "Please, just stay there."

Steve turned to watch them, saw her wide blue eyes pinned on Wo Fat, refusing to leave and then watched her head loll to the other side.

"You could've told me the part about them wanting you dead earlier," Steve hissed.

"Would you have believed me?"

"I mean… probably!" he cried. "You say I started acting weird when Ro showed up, well the same can be said about you. Your files all say the same thing, you grew a conscience the second you met her. You can lie about everything else, but I know you care enough about her to protect her."

Wo Fat narrowed his eyes. "Right, so you believe me now then?"

"Obviously," he snapped. "What did you do to piss off he Yakuza anyway?"

"I killed Hiro Noshimuri."

"Well that would do it."

The two of them peaked over the hood of the truck and then ducked down just as the bullets started spray. They were quiet for a moment and then Wo Fat turned to him again.

"Give me a gun."

Steve turned a look of utter disbelief onto him. "Do you think I'm stupid?"

"We're outnumber seven to two, not giving me weapon makes it seven to one."

Steve was going to tell him fine, only because he knew Wo Fat wanted to protect Rowan, but then a wave of static electric energy slammed into him that had both him and Wo Fat gasping. Steve was starting to get used to the static waves that seemed to follow Wo Fat and Rowan but Wo Fat looked horrified.

"Oh, no tell me she didn't," he hissed turned around.

"Wait you felt that?"

Steve thought it was just him that had been feeling the static, but clearly Wo felt it too and he knew what it was.

Steve followed where he was looking and saw that Rowan was no longer under the truck. What the hell where had she gone? The girl was practically catatonic, how had neither of her noticed her getting up and walking away?

"Oh… not good. Not good!" he cried already getting up.

The static came back and Wo Fat turned, and so did Steve. Rowan was behind the line of men that had been advancing on them. She grabbed one guy, hooked an arm around his neck and bent him back. She got a hold of his gun hand, aimed it at the man closest to them and opened fire.

She shot four times before twisting that gun out of his hand and then dropping her hold on him. Once he hit the ground, she shot him too. Twice. Once to the chest the second to the head.

"Shit!" Wo Fat cried, and lurched for Steve's gun. "Give it, give it, give it."

They were all converging on Rowan, and she, with that simple little pistol, just kept shooting. Wo Fat, with Steve's SMG in hand charged out from behind the truck, shooting at what he could.

But he didn't get to Rowan before the man jumped onto her back.

With Rowan's hands pinned another man moved towards her. She jumped. Her feet connecting with that man's chest, slamming him back and slamming herself into the man holding her. They hit the ground, and Rowan was up first.

One bullet to the man who had grabbed her and another to the one who had been moving forward.

A man came out of the helicopter, charged her. Rowan hit him with a high spin kick, similar to the kind that Wo Fat used on him and then shot him.

By that point Wo Fat had mowed down everyone else that had been in his way and was approaching her. But just like before Rowan's eyes were following the gun, and Steve already knew she shot things that moved.

Wo Fat dropped the SMG he had taken from Steve, had to tuck and roll to avoid the bullets she shot at him. He got behind her, wrapped her up and then forcibly wrestled that gun from her hands.

Steve had followed, and when he got close Wo Fat simply handed him the gun. Just disarmed himself, just like that. Then he was just standing there, Rowan clasped to his chest.

Wo Fat looked at the damage she caused. Looked back down to Rowan and then to Steve and said: "So… I may have taught her self defence…" Yeah no fucking shit. "And I mostly regret doing that."

"I mean… there's self defence and then there's… whatever the hell that just was."

"Yeah, she kinda turns into a little assassin when she's angry… and concussed," he said. "I'm kinda… like super proud."

Steve glared at him. Of course he was.

"But uh… I'd appreciate it if we told everyone I did it," he said. "She won't remember… and… well… she gets upset when she thinks she's done something… monstrous…"

"Has she done this before?"

Wo Fat stared at him, clearly deciding whether or not he was going to lie but eventually he quietly admitted that she had.

And that shocked Steve. He couldn't fucking help it. Because Rowan always came off as fucking helpless and he was starting to realize that Agent Kaye had been right. Rowan was just as bad as Wo Fat, just as capable and just as lethal.

She just wasn't that person all the time.

"Right, get in the helicopter," he ordered pushing them both towards it.

He helped Wo Fat get her into the back, then as soon as she was lying down, he grabbed him and put him in the passenger seat. He cuffed him there and Wo Fat actually struggled as he wanted to be in the back with Rowan.

Once he was secured he left Wo Fat behind and went back to Rowan being sure to strap her in so she wouldn't fall.

As he was strapping her in, a hand reached out to him and gripped his shirt. "Can we go home now?" she asked him and his heart lurched up into his throat.

"Soon," he whispered because he meant it.

Interpol wasn't going to get Rowan, he was going to keep her to himself. He'd bring her home with him and make sure she didn't have a single other episode like this one.

She'd be normal and they'd be together, Wo Fat would be in jail and everything would be better.

He so very much needed to believe that, it was the only way he was going to get through this.

H5O-H5O-H5O-H5O

Steve landed at the airstrip they were originally heading towards. He had managed to use the radio in the helicopter to get a message to HPD and they were planning to be there, but he had gotten there quicker than he thought they would.

Not even his team was there yet.

He got out first and then he went for Wo Fat. He should have cuffed him, but Rowan was out cold and if she woke up, she'd punch him. This time she was face level so he figured that he'd let Wo Fat do that.

Wo Fat moved to get to her right away, leaning into the helicopter to unstrap her. Then his hands were moving towards her and Steve felt bad. Should he really let Wo Fat get hit in the face because he felt like getting petty?

"How exactly do you plan to wake her up without getting hit?"

"You didn't figure out a way around that?" Wo asked. "What you just let her sack you every time you needed to wake her up?"

"No," Steve snapped. "I threw pillows at her."

Wo Fat rolled his eyes and turned around to her again. He took his finger and traced the edge of her nose, from between her eyes down to the tip of her nose. He did that a few times and her hand came up to brush his hand away.

Then he concentrated on the tip of her nose, brushing lightly against it until she moaned and her eyes opened.

"Stop it," she slurred.

"We gotta go Ro," he said. "I need you to get up, can you do that? Can you get up?"

"Yep," she said and then she closed her eyes. They both stood there watching her and then her eyes opened again. "Did I get up?"

"No," he said and a frown touched her lips. "Here, let me help you."

He moved for her again but the sound of engines roaring into the airport and onto the tarmac. God the Yakuza was back and this time they had brought the man in charge.

Adam Noshimuri, who, thanks to Wo Fat, had clearly taken over from his Father.

Steve glanced to the men who had come with Adam and internally swore. God could today get any worse?

"Adam what are you doing here?"

"The next time you steal one of my helicopters you should disable the GPS," Adam snapped and then pulled a gun, which had Steve pulling his own gun.

Dear god they were going to get in a shoot out right then and there and poor Rowan was in the helicopter. Steve was going to have to reason his way out of this.

"Listen, I know what he did. Okay? But this is not the way."

"This isn't your fight, McGarrett. I don't wanna hurt you," Adam said which you know, was nice of him, but Steve couldn't have him shooting Wo Fat.

Wo Fat had to pay for what he had done and if someone shot him it would be Steve. Steve earned it. Well… Adam kind of earned it too. Wo Fat had killed his father, Wo Fat had only beat up Steve's dad.

"I'm taking him to jail, Adam. He's going to prison and he's going to rot there."

"It's not enough," he shouted and Steve winced, oh this was not going to go well.

"You shall not pass!" Rowan shouting having suddenly appeared in front of Adam and the gun he had pointed in Wo's direction.

"I rap fast like Shadowfax. Tom Riddle me this you bitch, how your little wand going to beat my staff?"

Wo turned to where she had been left and then back to her then to the side where Nosimuri's men were standing not sure what to do. Even Adman didn't know what to do.

He hissed: "Do something!" To one of the men behind Adam and one of them actually rolled his eyes.

"I leave mics in flames, torched by Gandalf. Touch mine, Dumbledore and scorch your other hand off!"

The man he was talking to looked just like Noshimuri's men, except he was Spanish. Clearly distinguishable by the tanned skin and the dark black slicked back hair. He holstered his gun, and pulled out two knifes and then he stabbed the two men he had on either side of them. Both went down soundlessly.

"You fool, you got Snaped. You're not a real fighter. Death make you die, it just makes my brights brighter. Your ass is like Gringotts, everyone makes a deposit. We all know you've more than a boggart in your closet!"

By the time she had finished her half of her epic rap battle, the Spaniard that had come in with Noshimuri had sliced his way through the men behind him until all that was left was Adam and his very talkative lawyer. He put a knife to Adam's throat and Adam dropped the gun and put his hands up.

But the man didn't kill him. He did something worse.

"The prophecy forgot to mention this day, when I knocked your ass back to Gandalf the Grey. Check your status. They call me headmaster, you're nothing. Nice staff. You compensating for something? I prefer the company of wizards and I'm proud of it. You try to win your battles with two fat hobbits. You think your hairy toed friends are gonna harm me? Wait until they get a taste of Dubmledore's army!"

They were having an epic rap battle right there on the tarmac. Fuck him, this was the Rabbit. With out his rabbit mask.

Steve turned to Wo Fat who, though relieved, looked visibly annoyed by this. He stood there watching them shaking his head. It was a very similar look that Danny wore when Steve did something he considered crazy.

The epic rap battle went on far longer than it should have and when Steve thought it was over, Rowan turned around, leant her back against Adam's chest and smiled widely at Wo Fat.

"Come on, Wo, you have to say your part," she ordered but Wo Fat sighed.

"No."

"Aw, come on Wo!" the Spaniard said with a large grin. He was draped over Adam's back and the man looked very uncomfortable sandwiched between them.

Steve glanced back at Wo Fat and found him glaring darkly at the Spaniard and Rowan. "Fuck you."

"We both know she's not gonna be happy until you finish the song."

"We obviously don't have time for this."

"Aw pppplllleeeeeeaaaasssseeee?" Rowan cried and Wo Fat rolled his eyes.

"Who won? Who's next, you decide! Eeeepppiiccc rap battles of history!" he cried in a theatrical voice. "There happy?"

"YES!" Ro cried and then she just went weak at the knees, which meant Adam had to catch her before she hit the ground. Which he did. Right away.

"Kay, are we killing him?" the man asked raising the knife back up to Adam's throat and Wo Fat shrugged, clearly indifferent.

"No!" Steven snapped.

"Yeah, you don't pay me," he said and then leaned to the side to talk to Wo. "Yo, what do you want me to do about this? Am I killing him yes or no?"

"He doesn't pay you either!" Steve cried but he was ignored.

"No we're not going to kill him, I do want her off of him though," he called back.

The man nodded, took a hold of Rowan by the back of her shirt and then shoved Noshimuri away from her.

"Scatter," he hissed and the man actually did just that, just backed away from him. He then crushed Rowan to his chest, holding her there as she limply leant against him.

"Oh you coward!" Adam's lawyer cried. "I paved the way for you, all you have to do is shoot them! I killed Anna Douglas so he couldn't escape and I am not letting you ruin everything. Now shoot them."

Well… at least they knew who had done that now. They could close Danny's case.

Adam looked to him and then glanced to where the Spaniard had a hold of Ro. "Be my guest."

The man looked him up and down, he glanced back to Wo Fat and Steve who were both eyeing him.

"No, I won't do it. But Wo Fat will," he said calmly edging closer to Rowan and the Spaniard. Steve glanced to Wo Fat and found his eyes narrowed at him.

"Yes… they say you'll do anything for her, even beg. Yes, if I grab her, you'll do the killing for me."

"You think I'm going to kill myself?" Wo Fat asked but the Lawyer didn't answer, he was still moving towards Rowan and the Spaniard.

The man hadn't moved her either. He just stood there a narrowed eye glare set on the man as he got closer and closer. There was a clear aura of challenging anger around him, even Steve could sense it from where he was standing.

He reached out a hand for her, causing the Spaniards eyes to narrow even more. That aura became even more dangerous. Oh this was not going to end well.

"Oh, I wouldn't do that," Wo called, almost half heartedly.

But he didn't listen. He took a hold of Rowan's shoulder. Rowan squawked with annoyance, and the Spaniard produced yet another knife and plunged it right into the man's neck.

"And that's why," Wo Fat said almost wearily.

"No one touches my mami!" he shouted down to the dead or dying body.

He then settled Rowan back into his chest, and when she was comfortable, he turned back to Wo.

"What's the play here? Do you need me to shoot him? Cause... you look hella arrested right now."

"No, I'm fine," Wo said. "She needs a hospital, and you need to get her out off the island. Take her to Lucia, she'll be safe there."

"Who's Lucia?" Steve asked but he was ignored once again.

"Okay yeah, but you know she's not gonna wanna leave with out you."

"Well, she has to."

"I mean… alright," he said with a shrug. He then hoisted Rowan up and into her arms. "Are you sure you don't need help?"

"I'm sure. There's an ambulance coming for her," he said. "Put her in that, but be careful. I'm pretty sure he's ordered his team to follow you."

"No problem, I got this," he said and then he was walking away.

Steve turned to him and Wo Fat just stared at him primly.

"Right, can we go? I'm sure Halawa can't wait to have me."

Why the hell was this man in such a rush to get arrested?

At that moment his team showed up, as did HPD, who took Wo Fat from him and took Adam too. This was still so goddamn so easy that he was worried about why that was.