Six months have passed since Summer has joined 5-0. In those six months, she has helped them in numerous cases and even got to ride along with them on a few, much to Danny's despair. If it was up to him, she would never leave the office.

But it wasn't just her job that has changed. About five months ago, she started dating someone. He was kind, funny, protective, just and if her brother was to figure out who he was, then they would both be dead. That's right, ladies and gentleman, Summer Williams was now dating Steve McGarrett. They had decided to not tell anyone just yet. Considering that Danny would either have a heart attack or kill them both and sink their bodies in the ocean, that was probably the best decision.

It started very innocently. Having coffee and malasadas before going to the office, grabbing lunch together at Kamekona's, going out for a beer after work, nothing too serious. Until one day, when Steve finally gather enough courage to ask her something he had been wanting to ask her for a while.

It was after a long and boring day of paperwork when he caught up with her just outside the palace and before she got into her car.

- "Hey Summer, hold up."

- "Please don't tell me we caught a case." – Summer said, almost whining, making him chuckle.

- "No, nothing like that. You got a second?"

- "Sure. What's up?"

- "So, I was wondering if you would like to have dinner with me. As in a date." – Steve was nervous. After all, he didn't know if she felt the same as he did. It could hurt their friendship if she didn't, but he was willing to take that risk.

- "Wait. Just to make sure I understood you correctly. You're asking me out on a date?" – She was baffled, but smiled.

- "Yes, I am. So… Will you go out with me on a date?"

- "Yeah, I mean, I'd love too, Steve." – She answered him, a big smile on her face.

They spent the next few minutes planning what was the best day for them to go on their date and both agreed that Friday was the best day since they would, hopefully, have the weekend off. After that was sorted out, they said their goodbyes and Summer got in her car and drove home.

She couldn't believe it. Steve had asked her out. She felt giddy and happy and couldn't wait for Friday to arrive. That's when she thought about Danny. What would he say if he found out that she was going on a date with Steve? He would be pissed; she knew that much.

See, it wasn't because it was Steve. Danny would have the same reaction no matter who it was. It was because he was in law-enforcement and a Navy Seal on top of that. Danny just didn't want her to go through what their mother and his ex-wife had gone through with their dad and with him. The long hours, the not knowing if they were coming home, the fear that would course through them every time the phone rang. He just didn't want that for her and she understood that. But she also understood that you have no control over who your heart chooses to fall for. "Shit! I fell for him. How did that happen?", she thought, realization hitting her like a ton of bricks, as a smile appeared on her lips.

The week seemed to pass by at a slower pace than normal, making Summer more nervous than she should actually be. Soon, Friday had finally arrived and all throughout the day Summer couldn't shake the nervous feeling she was having, anticipation running through her body. She was thankful that all they did all day was paperwork. She wasn't sure she could focus on a case if they had one.

As soon as it was time to go home, Summer grabbed her things and made her way to her car, saying goodbye to everyone, anxious to get home so she could get ready. She had asked Steve if she should wear anything in particular and all he said was to wear something nice. She had no idea where he was taking her and she couldn't wait to find out.

She got home and went straight to her closet. She still had time before he would pick her up, so she took that time to decide what to wear. She didn't want to wear nothing too fancy, but at the same time she wanted to look good. Looking through her closet, it took a while before she found what she thought was the perfect dress for the occasion. It was a simple black dress, with a sweetheart neckline. The skirt was a full skater skirt just above the knee. It had a sexy v-back and a cold shoulder with short sleeves. It was a dress that, even thou it was simple, it always made her feel sexy.

After taking care of that, she hopped in the shower and took care of business. Once she was finished, she wrapped a towel around her body and another around her hair. She started applying her make-up, going for a natural look. Once that was done, she got dressed and took care of her hair. First, she dried it off with the blow-dryer. Using a flat iron, she then straightened her hair and placed a small hair pin on one side, pulling part of her hair away from her face. Finishing the look with a couple of ear studs and her favorite bracelet and she was ready to go.

Looking at the clock, she realized she had just under ten minutes until Steve arrived to pick her up. Grabbing a small purse from her closet, she placed her phone, wallet and badge inside, a habit she had picked up from Kono. Walking to the living room, she took one last look at herself on the hallway mirror, making sure everything looked perfect.

Summer heard her doorbell and she knew it was Steve. Taking a deep breath, she walked towards the door and opened it. Standing in front of her was a, very noticeably, nervous Steve, wearing a suit with a white button up shirt that had the top buttons unbuttoned, looking down at the floor. "God, he looks amazing.", she thought, giving him a soft smile.

Steve looked up when he heard the door open and the sight before him left him speechless. There she was, standing in front of him, wearing a perfectly fitted black dress and that smile that he loved seeing every day.

- "Hey. You look absolutely stunning." – Steve said, not being able to say much more.

- "Hey. Thanks. You look very handsome yourself."

- "Ready?" – He asked, offering her his arm.

- "Ready."

Steve lead her to his truck, opening the door on the passenger side and helping her get in. He hopped onto the driver's side and drove away from her house. He had chosen Senia for them to have dinner. It was a place he knew they could have some privacy and it was somewhat romantic. The perfect place for a first date. The whole ride there, Steve couldn't take his eyes from her. She looked beautiful and so peaceful. He, on the other hand, was a nervous wreck. He wanted the night to go flawlessly and that was what was making him nervous.

They parked the truck a block away from the restaurant, which worried Steve. She was wearing heels and he wasn't sure how she would deal with having to walk a block in them. On the way there, with Summer on his arm, they talked about everything and anything they could think of. It seemed like they couldn't run out of something to talk about and he loved that. He realized then that his worries around her wearing heels were unfounded. He was sure that, if needed, she could run on those things.

Once at the restaurant, the conversation flowed, along with the food and wine. They were laughing and just enjoying each other's company. Summer felt on cloud nine and all nerves were left behind. Eventually, they had to call it a night. It was getting late and the staff wanted to close the restaurant.

The whole night Steve had been a complete gentleman and Summer knew that she shouldn't had expecting anything less from him. She was happy and was hoping that this wasn't just a one-time thing. She had spent the night thinking how she would love this night to never end.

Steve drove her back home and she hated the feeling of the night coming to an end. Once at her house, he helped her out of his truck and walked her to her door. That's when he asked her if they could go out again. She immediately said yes.

That's how it all began for them. From that night on they had gone on a second, third, fourth, fifth date until they both agreed that they were officially a couple. Well, almost. They were almost a couple because no one knew about them. It wasn't because of the rest of the team. They knew they would be nothing but supportive. It was because of Danny.

They both knew that if Danny were to find out, he would either freak out and kill them or he would freak out and have a heart attack. Either way, he would freak out and they wanted to make sure where their relationship was going before telling anyone, specially Danny. They didn't wanna tell Danny only to have to say to him that it didn't work a week later. They loved each other but they also wanted to be sure.

And for the last five months, things looked like they were heading in the right direction. They would meet after work and on their day off, the surf lessons being the perfect cover for how much time they were spending together. No one suspected anything and both Steve and Summer were grateful for that.

They were coming up on six months of being together and were now starting to talk about the best way to tell Danny, when Steve had an unexpected visit. He was already running late to meet Summer for breakfast at their usual spot, when he opened the door and was frozen in place.

- "Hi, Steve." – They said, a smile on their lips, leaving Steve completely speechless.

In front of him was the last person he thought he would ever see again. Someone he had vowed to completely erase from both his mind and heart.

Across town, Summer was sitting on a booth, a cup of coffee in her hands, waiting for Steve to show up. He had called her a few minutes ago telling her that he was running late and that he was just about to leave the house. She knew if he didn't hurry, they wouldn't have time to have breakfast together before going to work. All Summer could do was wait and wait she did, until it was time to leave and go to work.

Walking towards her car, she called Steve, only for her call to go to voice mail. After a couple more tries, she got a text from him, saying that something had come up and that he would see her later. She was confused for a moment, but decided not to give much thought to it.

But, in hindsight, she should have had.