Disclaimer: I do not own anything Hawaii 5.0 that is all CBS and whatever is not in the show I made up so yeah.
Authors Note: Hi guys! Happy Saturday. I know this is a short chapter. Been a whirlwind week. Moved into my apartment last week and I am still bringing things over from my old place. Also this is kind of a filler because this story is somewhat wrapping up. I think maybe 3-4 chapters left at most. But those chapters are going to be very awesome! So depending how it goes, lets do this together. I hope everyone has a nice long 3 day weekend (if you have memorial day off. I plan on being a leaf in the wind and not worrying.)
Tell That To Your Son
Life was back to normal after Steve had went back. About a week later Shane was back on the job tail between his legs with small talk and apologies. She understood. Steve had been right though. She had to set boundaries. She didn't want bad blood, nor a hazardous work environment. That wasn't her style. Everyone part of this research center were professionals and that is how she intended them to act.
On her down time she spent most of it on Oahu. John was a godsend to her health. She had learned a great deal about Steve and his upbringing, the heartache his father felt when he sent them away. She wondered if Steve even knew. Another fresh addition was Officer Chin Ho Kelly. John's partner, who was a blast if she could be honest. Chin was about to be married and his finance Malia was a peach. It was good company. Though hopping from the islands was getting to be costly. She thought about moving to Oahu. Considered it. She could work at the base here or take some time off all together. Would Steve like that? Would be mind if they were living in the same region. Sometimes she thought the only way they really worked was from their distance. She hoped that was not the case.
But realistically it was a huge possibility. When she thought about it, Friday though Sunday she was here. She had unlimited travel due to work but it was getting tiring. Mainly because every Saturday she found herself getting beat up by Malia.
Chin had told her that self defense courses were a great way to stay in shape and staying safe. Malia had found a pretty decent place, some mixed martial arts. Then encouraged her to take a look. She was thankful for the advice. It had been 10 weeks since she joined this gym and she felt better than ever. She had more energy and more stamina. She and Malia even left the main class and got their own trainer for private lessons. It felt good to get back in shape.
Thought today, she was currently at odds with the equipment. Malia stood behind her and smacked the back of her head with her glove.
"Come on Reynolds, we don't have all day."
She growled to the woman behind her before kicking the bag in front of her with some pent of frustration she hadn't realized she was carrying. She had been trying to move the bag for over an hour and it seemed she would not pass this part yet. "Roy, I can't. I literally can not move this bag." Her trainer walked around her and shook his head.
"You need to stop focusing on the bag Lia, more about your form. Here."He walked behind her and moved the position of her legs. "Take a deep breath, focus on your muscle." Tapping her calf. "Your strength, which I know you have is all in your minds. Now focus. Try the same kick and move that damn bag."
She narrowed her eyes at the bag in front of her and took a roundhouse kick to the center. The bag moved a pretty decent length. Lia turned towards Roy and jumped up and down.
"HOLY SHIT!"
He clapped with pride and waved her to the side, "Great job. Okay Malia! Get your ass over here and move this damn bag."
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Hours later she was sitting in her Condo with Pua reading over pages from her fathers journal that was laying in her lap. She didn't tell anyone about the package. Not the journal. Nothing. She kept it all to herself. She didn't want to alert anything that wasn't there. Right now she spent her time going over the contents inside.
As she flipping through the pages, she recognized so many things from her past. Their trip to Costa Rica. Iceland. Australia. Memories not forgotten just pushed aside. It was amazing to view things from her fathers perspective. She stopped with curious eyes on a page that had a different tone. Her fathers words were very stern and she recognized words such as "Blast Zone." and "Possible Drug Mules." It sent shivers down her spine. She read a passage from their first trip to Guatemala. She had been sick and wasn't able to go. Stayed with family back in the states. It was year before they would return there to die.
Maria and I have scouted different regions near the crater. There's been traces of TNT. Maria want's us to let it go but I feel that something much bigger than us is taking place. At our own risk of safety and the safety of my family. I will have to make a choice sooner rather than later.
She cleared her throat and turned the page.
I called Bob about my suspicions the other night. He told me that was a dangerous assumption and we should move on Maybe he is right. Lia is growing so fast and if anything were to happen to her mother and I. No. I won't even think of that. I'll let it all go. Maybe we need to settle down for a bit, make some roots.
She laughed, they tried that. Lasted only 2 months before the family was back on a plane to some new chaotic event. Though, why had Bob never mentioned he was on a personal level with her family. She knew they had been colleagues. She thought back to what happened with Bob, it been a year and a half since the shooting. Then again she was just a young girl back then, Bob probably never brought it up because it could have struck a nerve. She bit her lip and set the book on the table taking a break. That was enough down memory lane.
2 weeks later another package was delivered. This time to her house on the Big Island. The first thing she did that weekend when she saw John was tell him everything. The newest package had contained her mothers very damaged camera. An item she was told had vanished.
She sat down with him outside, Chin and Malia at the other end of the table. Dinner and beers surrounded them.
"Do you think this means anything?" John questioned softly, not wanting to upset her.
She stroked the neck of her beer, "I don't know. Maybe? I'm very confused. Why do they keep arriving?"
"You did the right thing telling us Lia," Malia reassured her, reaching over to squeeze her hand.
"Are you going to tell Steve?" John whispered. Her silence was his answer. "Lia...-"
"I'm just not ready. If things...nothing bad is happening. Just packages. If things change I'll tell him. He doesn't need anymore stress. I don't want to burden the time we have to chat with my problems."
John narrowed his eyes, "Lia- you aren't a burden."
She gave him a sad smile, "Tell that to your son."
Chin chuckled, "Okay, how about a change of pace. Classes are going well. You guys are really toning up."
Lia's eyes sparkled, "its awesome. I feel awesome. Roy's a great trainer. Doesn't baby us. Also, I got this one next to me on her ass last week and it was pretty fucking sweet."
Malia picked up her beer, "Don't get used to that feeling. You got lucky."
Chin reached over and tapped Lia's arm, "You're toning up as well. See told you this was a good call."
She smiled and flexed her arm, pretending to kiss the muscle.
"I can hold my own if need." She mused.
"Don't get so cocky Lia," John warned while she pouted, "Now back to the situation at hand. Do you want to see if we can develop the photos?" He questioned, tone with a slight warning tone.
"No." she responded instantly. "As much as i want to know what it contains I don't think its the right time."
"Okay. if things change, we have the means though." he reached to take her hand which she squeezed in return.
"I appreciate that, Mahalo." She told them both.
"A'ole Pilikia little one." Chin whispered.
John cleared his throat, "How about some dessert?"
She nodded and watched John get up from the table and walk back into the house. She definitely counted her blessings for these individuals in her life. She knew she could count on them for help with any reason.
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"I'm not saying you could beat me, but I would love to see you try." Steve spoke from the laptop screen. She narrowed her eyes at her boyfriend.
"Oh don't even. I could totally take you out. Roy's a professional. He taught me everything he knows." She spoke proud, eyes teasing just a bit.
"I'm really not liking this guy." Steve muttered under his breath, "Gets to see you every week. Get's to help you 'tone' up," He used air quotes, "Also, not to mention see you in workout shorts..Yeah. I definitely do not like this guy."
"He is also very 'engaged', " She mimicked him, "To his boyfriend. I don't think I'm his type."
"Nonsense." He rebutted, "You are everyone's type."
She rolled her eyes, "Thanks Casanova."
Steve laughed, "I do my best. Now how are you really. You seem stressed."
"I'm fine? Really." She answered confused. Steve gave her a pointed look. "Don't even. Steve I'm fine. I just need a break. Maybe take some vacation."
He looked pleased "I'm pretty sure you haven't taken a vacation since you were 16 years old."
"Whatever dad." She mumbled under her breath.
Through the screen she saw a man walk into Steve's area telling him it was time to go. He nodded and turned back towards the camera.
She gave him a soft smile, "It's okay. Go do your job." She whispered.
He waved goodbye, "I love you."
Kissing her hand she touched the screen, "Love you more. Be safe."
"Always." He winked as they ended the call.
She closed her laptop and the first thing she saw were the contents from her parents still sitting on the table. She should've told him. But it wasn't the right time. This could all blow over for all she knew. She might not even get more packages.
Life was about to get a but more interesting.