Hawaii 5.0

Lea, part 2

The three were driving towards Steve's house when Steve's phone rang.

"McGarrett." A conversation ensued as Steve listened with a stern look on his face.

"Very well, I'll be right there."

"What is happening?" Danny asked.

"My son is at the mall, in the security office, for theft," Steve said as he turned around.

"Ouch".

"Danny, will you stay with Léa? I think I'll be busy with Nahélé for a while."

"Of course Steve," Danny replied.

"So Léa, we're not going to stay in the car, do you want an ice cream?"

Getting no answer from the girl, he tries again.

"Let me guess… you don't like the dirty sock taste?"

A slight smile appeared on Lea's face.

"No? Well... so the taste of rotting zucchini then?"

Lea gave a shy little laugh.

"You look even prettier with a smile, honey. How about we try chocolate ice cream? Come on, take my hand, let's go."

Danny thought Lea wouldn't want to see many people at the mall, but the playground out front should keep her busy for a while.

Steve walked through the mall lobby to the security office. He was quickly considering his options, whatever he did, he had to leave an impression, and he was done with his boy's challenges. An idea crossed his mind and he decided to follow his instincts. Yes, that's what he was going to do.

"Hello, Commander McGarrett."

"Hello, so what did he steal?"

"He was with another boy who stole a phone and two girls, they took makeup, and your son tried to take a video game. You are the last parent who arrived. You want to watch the surveillance cameras?"

"Yes please, can you show the video in the presence of my son?"

"Yes Commander"

They entered a small room. Nahélé was sitting on a chair in front of a large desk, his head lowered. Steve had the image of the same young boy sitting in his office not so long ago.

Steve watched with crossed arms the video of his son stealing the game. There was no doubt about it. He was guilty.

"Look at me." He ordered sternly. The child had the decency to obey immediately.

"Sorry, sir"

"Nahélé, I'm tired of your challenges, you've exceeded your limits for a while now, but this? Stealing? You disappoint me a lot, I've raised you better than that."

Tears were flowing, but Steve refused to be intimidated.

"Please can you lock your office?" he asked.

The man did as Steve asked, surprised to see the commander unbuckle his belt and pull it through the loops of his pants.

"I can go out if you want some private time with your son?"

"No, stay. Please, he needs a lesson he'll never forget. You saw him stealing, you caught him, I just think you see him being punished."

"Dad, please, no."

Steve was pleased to hear himself called like that, Nahélé didn't even notice it, too concerned about the fate of his buttocks. It was not the time to dwell on it.

"Get up, son." Nahélé obeyed, for nothing in the world was he going to push the man any further now.

Steve wanted to lean the boy on the desk, but he couldn't, he had to provide a modicum of security, and the man liked the close contact when he gave a spanking. He would have a little less strength, but that didn't matter. It wasn't the strength of the belt thrusts that mattered, it was the way of doing it and the impression it would leave on the boy.

Steve sat on the edge of the desk, one foot on the chair.

"Come here." The man pointed to the place right in front of him.

Nahélé obeyed. "Please, sir, not here."

Steve undid the buttons of the boy's jeans, and pulled them down to his ankles, before pulling the boy over his knee. If he had been alone, he would have stripped him naked, he left the boy's briefs in place.

He raised his belt, bringing it down on Nahélé's behind with determination.

Middle, right, right, left, middle, middle, middle, left, left, with as much force as he could in that position.

"Dad, I am sorry! Ouch!" The boy was crying.

Steve lowered his belt ten times, before making a decision, he lowered the briefs and firmly attacked his son's behind just under his buttocks.

"Dad? No! Not on naked skin! Ouch!"

"I better not ever have to pick you up for theft again! Do you hear me?"

"Yes sir! Never again! Aiiiiiiee!"

Steve applied the last three spanks of the belt with force before coming to a complete stop and quickly pulling up his son's briefs. Fifteen strokes was the limit he had set himself when he arrived. He would never apply more than his age, especially with his belt where he would be too harsh.

Steve held the boy in place on his lap, rubbing his back until he stopped crying.

Then he helped him up.

"I'm so sorry Daddy!" Please don't hate me!"

"Come here!" Steve said hugging him. I can make your behind red every night, but I'll never hate you! I love you, son!"

"I love you, Dad! Please forgive me!"

"You can pull up your pants. Apologies accepted son. That spanking was just for robbery. You'll have another one coming for skipping high school as soon as I deem your butt ready for another spanking tonight or tomorrow night. It will be just with my hand. I guess you have more apologies to make, don't you?"

Nahélé was red as a tomato, but obeyed.

"Sir, I beg your pardon for stealing from your store, it won't happen again, I promise."

"Okay. I've seen a lot of kids who have stolen, with parents who don't care, some are in jail today. You're lucky to have a father who loves you enough to punish you. And the bad luck that he was the one who put them in prison. Whether we steal candy or a car, it's the same, it's the act that is reprehensible".

After all, the commander told him to stay for the boy to be a little humiliated, might as well give him a lecture.

Steve seemed pleased with the agent. He had no idea of the veracity of his example.

"Yes sir, I understand."

Steve had paid for the game, without getting it back.

"You're banned from this game for life. Come on, let's go, I need to talk to you about someone"

Steve quickly recounted what happened and that Lea would stay with them for a while until a member of her family was found, along with her parents' killers.

"Poor little girl, I'll protect her too, Dad, you can count on me."

"Thank you, son. And I really like that you call me Daddy."

"I feel you like that in my heart, but I didn't know if I could, because my father is still alive."

"Blood is not the most important thing, my son, I protect you, I dress you, I take care of you, I discipline you and I love you, my God, more than my own life! I am so proud to be your father Nahélé!"

Steve stopped when the child threw himself into his arms.

"I love you so much, Daddy!"

Steve approached the car to see Danny and Lea absent. He called the man on his cell.

"Danny? We're back at the car. Where are you?"

"We ate one ice cream and went to sit in the shade at the park across the street. We'll arrive in just a minute."

"Okay, thank you."

Then he called his office.

"Chin? Any news? Okay, keep looking. ...Kono?…Okay, so there must be a trace of these men, see if Max can find any DNA."

After Danny and the little girl returned to the car, Steve says "Lea, let me introduce you to my son, Nahélé. Nahélé, this is Lea, she is going to spend time with us."

"Hello Lea, welcome," Nahélé said softly.

Danny did not miss Nahélé sitting carefully on the seat. Steve had spanked the boy on the spot?