Steve hung up the phone with a sigh of relief. "The New York DA will hold the indictment until we find Alyssa and Mary. Steve did not add that the day was practically salivating at the prospect of also getting indictments on kidnapping. He only prayed that murder would not be added to the list.

"So I need ideas. How do we find them? We got," Steve checked his watch, "one hour and forty five minutes."

Kono spoke up. "I tracked Alyssa's phone. They were traveling on the Kamehameha Highway. It was on while they were in the car. It pinged off of a cell tower here – by Laie and then again – about an hour later, here – by Turtle Bay. Then it goes quiet until you received the phone call."

Steve stared at the two spots on the map. Did they go somewhere where there were no cell towers? That was still possible on this island. He felt like he was missing something. He continued to look as his brain churned and he tried to figure out what was tickling him right at the edge of his consciousness.

Alyssa sat against the wall with her eyes closed. She was trying to breathe in a way that would not hurt her ribs. She was thinking frantically. She had to find a way to get herself and Mary out of here. She was thinking of scenarios - she needed to take out at least one of the thugs to make any escape even remotely likely and for the moment she did not have any idea how she would do that.

Steve kept staring at the map. "OK. They were taken at about 1:50. Parelli Skyped at 3:15. They were not moving so I am assuming they had arrived to their destination. The last ping was at when?"

Kono checked, "2:53."

"OK. That means that they had about another twenty minutes to get to where they were going." Steve went to the screen and used his hand to draw an arc. "So they are somewhere roughly in this area. They could not have gotten further on those roads." His heart was starting to beat faster. It felt like he was on to something finally. Maybe, just maybe, he would be able to bring his sisters home safe.

Alyssa opened her eyes and again surveyed the little room in which she and Mary were being kept. Her eyes had finally adjusted to the dark and she was able to pick out more detail.

There was a pile of refuse in the back. Could there be something useful there? Alyssa forced herself to stand up and stifled a groan of pain as she walked over to the pile and started to pick through. Most of it was paper and dried out wooden bits and pieces. But underneath all it...JACKPOT. Alyssa found a metal bar. It was solid and heavy and about two inches in diameter. It must have been the support for a chair at one point. Alyssa swung it experimentally and smiled for the first time. She now had the start of a plan - it was dangerous and the likelihood of success was not that great - but it was a plan and it was better than what she had up until then. "Mary," she said. "How good an actress are you?"

"Kono. Can you play back the conversation with Parelli?" Danny asked. "I think...maybe...just maybe..."

"What have you got, Danno?" Steve asked.

Danny ignored the nickname without even a glib reply. "Look at how dark the background when they are talking. This should have been the middle of the day. Also...listen...," the team went silent, holding their breath. "There," Danny said. "Did you hear that? It was just a small echo. They are somewhere large and dark."

"A warehouse?" Chin proposed. "That area is pretty industrial so that would make sense."

"OK, but which one?"

"The Leone line of business is "Import and Export"," Kono offered up, using her fingers to form quotation marks. "They must have warehouses all over the place." Kono looked down while typing on her iPad. "Accessing ownership records...There! "she cried out triumphantly. "28 Queen Liliuokalani road. There is nothing around them for miles. Its perfect."

"That's got to be it," Steve agreed. "OK, people. Mount up."

"Help. Help me please. She won't wake up," Alyssa screamed. "Please open the door. She needs air." Alyssa was hoping that it would be the smaller man who would respond. He seemed marginally more interested in their welfare. He was smaller and Alyssa noted that he wore his gun on a holster on his belt rather than an underarm holster like the bigger guy. That would be easier to get to...if she could get close. The door opened and Alyssa did her best to melt into the shadows. She wanted him to focus on Mary lying prone and immobile in the middle of the floor.

Alyssa held her breath. It was the smaller man who opened the door. He walked in and saw Mary. "Aw, shit," he swore and bent over the woman trying to find her pulse. This is when Alyssa quietly stepped out of the shadows wielding the metal bar and hit the kneeling man on the back of the neck where his head met the spine. The man grunted and fell on top of Mary. Mary yelped and pushed his body off her. Since she heard Parelli groan, Alyssa knew he was not dead, but he would not be going anywhere for a while. Alyssa quickly grabbed his gun from his holster and did a very quick search of his pockets for additional bullets, but found none. She held the Glock at the ready and motioned Mary to stay behind her as the young women carefully approached the half-open door.

Steve kept his eyes on the road as the black SUV wove through traffic at better than 60 miles per hour and fought the urge to check his watch yet again. They knew where Mary and Alyssa were being kept and the Five-0 team, along with HPD and SWAT were on their way. The lights and sirens opened the road for them, but they would go silent when they got closer. "They will be OK," he kept telling himself. "Aly is a good cop. She'll make sure they both come through this." He continued to stare out and pray that he was right.

Alyssa, with Mary on her heels, looked around the door and scanned outside. They had been right – this was a warehouse of some type. It looked like it had not been used in a while. Alyssa continued to scan, looking for the other thug, but did not see him.

All of a sudden, a sharp stab of pain brought Alyssa to her knees knocking the breath out of her. She barely contained a moan as she fought the urge to curl up into a ball on the floor. She felt Mary's arm come around and under her shoulders with the smaller woman actually trying to lift her up. Alyssa gritted her teeth and stood. Mary wrapped her arm around Alyssa's waist. Alyssa put her arm over Mary's shoulders. With Mary bearing some of Alyssa's weight, they kept going.

Keeping against walls and in the shadows as much as possible, the young women tried to make their way toward the door. Alyssa kept looking around, but her focus was slipping – her head ached and she was dizzy.

They passed a box of zip ties and Alyssa grabbed a handful – never know when they would come in handy. They made it to the front door. Again Alyssa looked out carefully. She saw the sedan in front of the door. A curl of smoke was coming out of the front window on the driver's side. He was in the car, listening to the radio and having a cigarette. Alyssa motioned for Mary to stay hidden. In a crouch that played hell with her already-sore ribs, she approached the back of the car. She quietly approached the front of the car where the man was sitting. She took the safety off and raised it to the back of his head.

"Hawaii PD," she ground out. Hands on the steering wheel. The man was obviously shocked as he placed his hands on the wheel with no argument. "Ditch the cigarette," Alyssa commanded and the man tossed it out the window. Alyssa took a few steps back. "Take your piece and hold it in your left hand. I want to see the hand out the window. You so much as twitch and I will shoot." Alyssa thought she heard sirens in the distance. The man dangled the piece out of the car window. "Throw it," Alyssa said. The man tossed the gun and it slid to a few feet in front of Alyssa. "Step out. Keep your hands, away from your body." The man complied…those sirens seemed to be getting louder. "On your knees and keep your hands behind your head," Alyssa ordered. She was amazed at how calm her voice sounded. When the man hesitated, she urged him on. "I've had a real bad day; don't give me an excuse to shoot." She was about to fasten his wrists with the zip-ties, when she now saw the red lights of police cars coming up the road. She stood there with the gun trained on the kneeling man until two SWAT officers ran up, cuffed him and led him away.

Alyssa saw Steve approach and her knees went weak with relief. She lowered her gun and put on the safety, while turning toward him.

"Steve," Mary's voice cried out. Steve turned as Mary threw herself into Steve's arms. Steve, obviously relieved, wrapped his arms around Mary and whispered into her ear. He looked over at Alyssa, but she just nodded. It was OK. He needed to attend to Mary. She would be OK.

Actually, it was not OK. Alyssa experienced a pang of jealousy. She wanted Steve's arms around her. Hell- she was the one beat up, but in fairness, Mary stepped up and did more than she had any right to expect. Alyssa looked longingly at brother and sister. She felt her knees start to buckle as the world started to spin. Then she felt strong arms around her. Not one set, but two. She looked to her left and saw Kono looking at her with concern. "Its OK Kaikaina," Kono said soothingly. "We are here now. You did real good." Alyssa felt herself relax. She looked to her right and saw Chin supporting her with his arm around her shoulder. There was a strange, intense look on his face that Alyssa could not decipher.

Chin reached out and gently touched some of the bruising on her face. "Let's get you to the hospital," he said, as he and Kono started walking her toward an ambulance.

"No. No ambulance, please." Alyssa cried. The memories of the last desperate trip in the ambulance when she was seriously wounded, was still too raw and traumatic. Alyssa was humiliated by her outburst and lack of self-control, but she could not get into an ambulance. She stopped dead in her tracks, surprising Chin and Kono.

"I'll take her myself," a voice said from behind her. Alyssa practically collapsed in relief as Steve reached out and took her into his arms. "My God, Alyssa," he whispered. "My God." She cried out as he tightened his arms around her sore ribs and he mumbled his apologies into her hair as he loosened his grip. Steve looked at her carefully, his eyes full of concern, and Alyssa tried to smile at him to reassure him but she had reached the end of her rope, both physically and emotionally. She was fighting for control as she did not want to break down in front of the Five-0 team or her HPD colleagues. Steve read this struggle on her face. He put his arm around her waist so that he half led; half carried her to a cruiser. The young cop (younger than even Alyssa) looked back as Steve and Alyssa got into the back seat. "Hospital," was the only word Steve said. The officer nodded, put on the lights and siren and drove away from the warehouse.

"How is Mary," Alyssa asked. That was a lot for a civilian to go through and Mary did what needed to be done. Alyssa was grateful.

Steve looked at her, "The paramedics checked her out and she is perfectly fine. Thanks to you. No, really. Thank you," Steve was emphatic when Alyssa started to shake her head in denial. "Yes. You are the reason she is safe. Danny took her to the house. She will come by the hospital later. Aly - If anything had happened to her," Steve paused to take a breath,"...or to you. I see what they did to you...," he could not finish the thought, and the arm that he had around Alyssa tightened reflexively about her shoulders.

Alyssa wanted to reach out to Steve to tell him that she was alright, but in truth, she wasn't. Alyssa was exhausted, in pain and over-whelmed by the events. But she felt that everything was going to be OK now that Steve was here with her. It was actually a relief when she buried her face in Steve's chest and started to cry. Steve held her, stroking her hair. Neither moved from this position until the car arrived at the Kahuku Medical Center.

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