First, I just have to say I'm SO SO SO SO SORRY for how long it took to get this chapter up. I had work, Halloween, 3 birthdays (including my own) and I had to move classrooms, which I am just now settling into. I've always had time to write at work and at home, but this past month just hasn't been cooperating with me. I know this one is short, but I've been dying to make an update, so you guys don't think I've completely abandoned you, because I didn't!

I know this chapter is short a maybe a little boring, but the next chapter is underway, and I hope to have it up by next weekend before I go on my trip.

Thank you guys so much again!

Following Day

Steve McGarrett's House

Steve's POV:

I dropped my keys on the table as I walked through the front door. Shutting and locking the door behind me, I went into the kitchen to see Danny drinking coffee and making pancakes. I saw his car in the driveway when I pulled in, so I knew he was here.

"Whatcha doin' here, Danno? I thought you and Kari would be having breakfast this morning. Not that I'm complaining, pancakes look good." I said as I poured myself a cup of coffee and pulled the butter out of the fridge.

"Yeah well you aren't going to get any if you keep putting butter in your damn coffee." He said. I could tell he was pissed off. I stayed silent for a moment to see if he'd continue.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I asked.

He sighed and flipped a pancake. "I broke up with Kari."

"Oh... I'm sorry man." I leaned back against the counter and watched him work. "Again, not that I'm complaining, but why are you here and not at your place?"

"Better question, why weren't you here when I got here?" He shot me a look. I rolled my eyes. Truth was, after Thea got off the phone with Nora, she and I fell asleep on her couch. We stayed up for a while and talked about nothing in particular. She told me some stories from her childhood, and I told her about my time in the Navy, whatever I was able to tell her. We agreed last night that we need to take this thing between us at a slow pace. We're about to become parents so we need to be careful with how we do this. I shrugged my shoulders.

"I was with Thea last night." I said simply and took a drink of my coffee. I moved to grab some pancakes when Danny lifted the plate and moved it out of arm's reach for me.

"You were where?"

"I was with Thea, okay? She got some bad news and needed someone to talk to so I went over and we fell asleep on the couch. Now give me a damn pancake."

"All you did was sleep?" He asked.

"Yes, dammit. Give me the plate." I said, leaning over the kitchen island to grab the plate from him.

He shook his head and set the plate down. He turned back to the stove to put more batter in the pan. "Don't eat all of them. Rachel is dropping Grace off here in a bit when they get done looking at apartments with Thea."

I nodded and made myself a plate. "Rachel's been pretty generous with your time with Grace recently. Anything up with that?"

He shrugged and flipped the pancakes. "I don't know. She hasn't been fighting with me at all recently. I'm starting to think her, and Stan are planning on moving again. They acted just like this before she told me she was moving my daughter across a whole country."

"She can't move her again. This is Grace's home and your home, no matter how much you hate it here." I said. Despite Danny's feelings about the state of Hawaii, I knew he could never leave the family that he has found here with Five-0. It would never be the same without Danny or Grace.

Danny turned around and opened his mouth to say something. I knew exactly what he was about to say, so I beat him to it.

"I know, Danno. You don't have to explain it to me."

About an hour later, after I had gone on my swim and my run, Grace was dropped off and was trying to convince me and Danny we needed to go to Kamekona's.

"Monkey, you just had breakfast an hour ago, let's wait a little bit." Danny explained. He and I were sitting on the couch watching a football game. Mostly it was me trying to pay attention to the game while Danny made comments and yelled at the tv the whole time. Grace was up at the table coloring. This was a normal Saturday routine for us. Sometimes Grace was here, sometimes she wasn't. Other times the rest of the team joined us. After the crazy week we've had a work with the murder case we're been on for a while, it's nice to be able to sit down and relax.

"Thea asked me about Ty's case. I feel bad not being able to tell her anything." I said, taking a swig of my beer.

"Well you've got to know something to be able to tell her." Danny said, glancing up at Grace who was in her own little world coloring. "This is the 3rd drowning victim found at that dock. All showing the same signs of a struggle, once we're able to pinpoint where the bodies came before they washed up, it'll narrow down the search. We'll find them Steve."

I nodded, turning back to the TV. "Yeah, yeah I know. I just don't want there to be another body before we're able to get a lead."

Danny's phone started to ring from the kitchen. Grace got up and dashed to the other room. "I got it, I got it!"

Danny rolled his eyes. We both knew it wasn't going to be work, they would have called me first. "I swear if it's Rachel telling me she's gonna pick her up soon, I might actually throw myself into the ocean."

"You realize most people would actually enjoy that right?"

"Shut up."

"Danno, it's Auntie Thea." Grace said, coming into the living room and holding the phone out to Danny. Danny and I gave each other a weird look. Why would she be calling Danny?

"Any arguments I need to know about?" Danny asked as he took the phone from Grace. I rolled my eyes and swatted his arm, trying to leave a mark.

"Answer the damn phone." I said.

Thea's POV:

"Why do we have to move?" Nora asked me for the 10th time this morning. I've had this conversation with her about 5 times in the last week. She doesn't want to move from our little apartment, the only home she's ever had. I've lived there since I left my mother's house when I was 18. When Nora was born, she lived with my mother for about 3 weeks, then I moved her in with me. Since I was the only one taking care of her, it made more sense to have her with me instead of me traveling back and forth every day. Julia, my mother, never objected to it. She had Nora's things packed up and waiting for me when I told her I was coming to get her. The next time I saw her was at her funeral a few months later.

"Because sweetie, our place is too small for two more babies, so we need to find a bigger place to fit everyone." I said, glancing back at her in the rearview mirror. She was leaning back in her booster seat, staring out the window. She turned her head and looked at me in the mirror.

"Is Steve going to live with us?"

I opened my mouth to respond, but quickly closed it when I didn't have anything to say. Steve and I had never really talked about what was going to happen after I had the twins. He would want to be close to them, right? Where would they stay? You couldn't move newborn's back and forth like that could you? Why did it take my 7-year-old to make me realize these things?

"Uhm, I don't know babe. I'll have to talk to Steve about it." I left it at that. I really did need to have a conversation with Steve about it. After last night, I feel better about sitting down and having this conversation with him. It was obvious that we both wanted to spend more time together, so finding a schedule that worked for all of us wouldn't be too difficult.

"Since he's going to be the new baby's daddy, does that mean he's going to be-" She was cut off by my cell phone ringing. I quickly answered it, knowing full well what Nora's question was about to be, but I didn't have it in me to answer it right now.

I glanced down quickly to see it was Rachel before I held it up to my ear.

"Hey Rach, what's up?" There was no response on the other end of the line, just some shuffling around and a loud banging sound. "Hello, Rachel? Can you hear me?" I asked again. This time, I heard what sounded like Stan off in the distance on the other end of the line.

"Open the fucking door Rachel, before I break it down?"

My eyes widened and I quickly tried to get Rachel's attention. "Rachel! Hello! Can you hear me? Rachel, answer the phone!"

I heard Rachel call out and scream before the line went dead. Thankfully, I was at a red light and quickly called Danny.

"Mommy, what's wrong?" Nora asked. Me yelling at the phone probably scared her.

I looked back at her. "It's fine baby, I just got to call Danny okay?" I turned down another street when I finally heard him answer.

"Hey Thea, what's up? You know I think you hurt Steve's feelings calling me instead of him." He joked.

"Danny, something's wrong over at Rachel's house. I think Stan hurt her."

Danny was silent for a moment. "What do you mean?" The joking tone in his voice was gone.

"She called me, I don't know if it was on accident or on purpose. I could hear a lot of noise and Stan telling her he was going to break a door down. She was screaming but the phone hung up before I could get her to hear me." I remembered suddenly that Rachel hadn't told him about the divorce or the reason she was divorcing him. I knew Stan was angry, but I never thought that he would act like this towards her.

"Thea, where are you?" He asked. I could hear Steve asking him in the background what was going on. "Nora and I were on our way to Kamekona's." I was trying to pay attention to the road and talk on the phone.

"How close are you to Steve's place? I have Grace over here and I don't want to bring her." I pulled up to the next light and made a U-turn.

"I'm just a few blocks away." I said. He hung up and I put my phone down on the passenger seat.

"Nora, we're going to go hang out with Grace at Steve's for a while. Maybe I can call Kamekona and have him bring us some food. How about that?" I asked her. The nervous look on her face broke my heart.

"But is Auntie Rachel going to be okay?"

I tried my best to give her a small smile in the rear-view mirror.

"I hope so sweet pea, I hope so."

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