Steve went to work upset.
Lou saw him come and go straight to his office and decided to talk to him.
Lou knocked on the door and opened it.
Do you have a minute for me? Lou asked.
Of course, Lou. In between. Steve said.
What happened? Steve asked.
Today I ask you, Steve. What's happening with you? Where is the brightness of your eyes? Your smile is not like it used to be.
Steve closed his eyes for a moment.
It's complicated, Lou.
I'm sorry to ask, but we've been friends long enough. I think I can do this.
Of course, Lou. There is no problem in asking.
Steve paused, then continued.
I just regret some of the decisions I've made in my life. And living with Marcy is one of those decisions. My home life is getting worse every day.
I'm so sorry, Steve.
We end up differing for anything. I try to educate John as best I can, but she will not let me. She's turning him into a spoiled, selfish boy. This isn't what I want for my son. So, I'm always the boring that bans everything. And she's always the good, who allows everything, that fulfills all his desires. She's throwing my son against me, acting that way. The boy hates me, Lou.
Hating is a very strong word, Steve. You need to talk, spend more time together. Why don't you take a vacation with your family? This is fundamental in life, man.
I'll think about it, Lou. Thank you.
Steve's phone rang.
McGarrett!
I already know. We have a case. Lou said, getting up.
Yes, let's go. Call the team, Lou.
OK.
At the end of the day, Catherine was picking up her things in the office.
Time to go home, Rollins! Said a co-worker.
Yes. Going to daycare, picking up my son and going home with him is the best part of the day. Catherine said, smiling.
Steve left the headquarters and went to a bar. At the end of the day, he did not feel like going home.
Two hours later he was already drunk and called Danny.
Danny went to the bar and found him completely drunk.
Steve, why did you do this? You're completely drunk.
I drink to forget, Danny.
What, Steve?
I just want to forget how unfortunate I am. Steve said.
Come on, Steve. I'll take you home.
Danny pulled him up and pushed him to the car. Then Danny took him home.
Marcy opened the door for Danny and Steve.
What happened? She asked.
Nothing happened, Marcy. He's just drunk.
Just drunk, Danny? Just drunk? Marcy said angrily.
Help me take him to the bedroom. Danny asked.
Not! Throw him on the couch. He'll not sleep in my bed like that.
Okay. Although I don't agree with that. Danny said.
Danny put him on the couch and Steve fell asleep.
Marcy, you need to improve your relationship. That affects John. Danny said.
Danny, you be my cousin, but that don't give you free rein to give opinion on my life. What affects my son is seeing Steve come home like that.
Catherine came home, prepared dinner, and had dinner with her son.
Was the food good, son? Catherine asked.
Yes mommy. The food was delicious.
Thank you honey. Catherine said smiling.
After dinner Catherine cleaned the table and washed the dishes.
Steve, let's brush our teeth.
All right, Mommy. The boy said, accompanying her to the bathroom.
After all, Catherine and little Steve were on the couch, watching a movie together.
I'm cold, Mommy .
So come here, son.
Catherine hugged him and covered him and they continued to watch the movie.
Some time later Catherine fell asleep and Steve got up and picked up his mother's phone to play.
McGarrett woke up with the phone vibrating in his pocket. He took the phone in his pocket and opened his eyes with difficulty to see who was calling him.
He sat down at once when he saw the number of the caller. That number was stored in his mind and heart.
Hello? Cath?
Hi. Who are you? Said little Steve, on the other end of the line.
Catherine woke up and heard her son talking to someone on the phone. She took the phone from little Steve.
Son, I already told you that you can't play with my phone.
McGarrett heard her voice on the other end of the lin, before she hung up the phone.
Catherine have a son. She also moved on. Is she happy? Steve wondered, sadly.
Catherine felt her heart pound when she saw that Steve had called his father.
Son, what did you say to that person?
I said "hi". Sorry, mommy.
It's all right. But don't mess with my phone, please.
Ok.
Come here. Catherine said, hugging him.
Maybe someday you'll meet him, son. Catherine thought as she kissed little Steve's forehead.