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"Kono, I don't know how many messages this makes, but you'd better have one hell of a good reason for not showing up at work this morning. Do you have any idea how worried Chin and I are right now? Just call me when you get this," Danny stabbed at the end call icon with more force than it required. He studied the exit and considered simply heading out to find his missing teammate – meeting with the Governor be damned.
He was already on his feet when Denning himself opened the inner door, "Williams, sorry to make you wait. Come in. I have some hard news to share with you."
Giving one last wishful look at the exit, Danny followed Denning into his office.
The Governor did not waste any time on pleasantries, "I just got off the phone with Admiral Hanson. Pearl and Hickman are on complete lockdown. Personnel will only be allowed to leave base as assignments require. No civilians will be allowed on for any reason."
Denning paused to gesture to the large map of the island currently taking up an entire wall of his office. Areas that were considered unsafe for people were red. There was far more red than Danny had realized. "Marines are currently setting up a perimeter around Queens Medical Center. The entire building is overrun."
Danny's tired mind suddenly realized that the images on the muted TV behind the Governor were live from the hospital. He tried to remember Malia's schedule but couldn't come up with it. He needed to call Chin.
Unfortunately, Denning wasn't done with him yet. "Is there any chance we can get in front of this?" he asked grimly.
Danny searched for something hopeful to say but there was nothing left, "No, sir. We can continue telling people to isolate themselves in the most secure location they can find. Only they'll eventually run out of food and water. And there's nothing we can do to make it safe them to come out, or resupply them."
Denning nodded, "I have decided that there is nothing more that civil authorities can accomplish at this time. The military will do what they can to maintain order. My staff and I, and our families, are being taken to a secure location. We will continue to monitor the situation and advise the military. You and your people are released from your duties to see to your own families."
Danny was in shock. The government of Hawaii was folding. They were leaving everything to the military, who they agreed weren't up to the task. It was horrifically stunning.
Denning shot him a questioning look, as if to ask why he was still there. Danny knew that it was time to show all his cards.
"Governor, Five-0 and our families are going with you to the bunker," Danny forced his voice to be calm even though his heart was racing.
Denning looked up sharply, "Danny, I'm afraid that's not possible."
Danny stared the older man squarely in the eye and rattled off the coordinates he had memorized from Steve's email a lifetime ago.
Denning paled more that Danny would have thought possible for a black man, "I want to know how you got that location."
In his pocket, Danny's cell phone began to vibrate. With every hour bringing new horrible events, he didn't dare ignore it. A text from Catherine appeared on the screen: Attack across the street. Stay or go? Advise.
Adrenaline overwhelmed him. For a second, Danny feared he was going to black out. Grace was at the McGarrett house with Catherine and Jack, giving Rachel some time alone with Madison. He wasn't even aware that he was on his feet and headed out the door until Denning yelled.
"Williams! Where do you think you're going? We're not done here."
Danny paused in the doorway. He thumbed quickly through a few screens on his phone and pressed a button, "I just sent you a list of names. You put them on the list or do whatever it is you need to do to make sure they can get in. If you don't, I will broadcast the bunker's location to every single person I can reach. I'll put it out over shortwave radio. I'll spray paint all over this island. A mob of terrified panicked people will descend on you, followed by a hoard of ravenous monsters."
He didn't wait for answer, trusting that Denning was intelligent enough to do the right thing. Danny had more important places to be.
He called Catherine as he ran through the building.
She answered on the second ring, "Danny, we're in the house and we're safe. Someone in the house across the street must have been bitten. Two zombies chased a woman out. She was already infected. Collapsed in the front yard and got back up a little while ago."
"Are there only 3? Do you think there are more in the house?" Danny was already trying to form the best plan for getting them out safely.
"Some of the other neighbors have tried to leave. Some made it out in cars. One crashed and the zombies dragged them out of the car. A few other people have tried to run. Some made it – some didn't. There are 7 zombies right now. I think a few more maybe getting up soon," Catherine's words were calm and delivered with military precision. Danny would have given anything to keep Grace out of this situation, but since he couldn't, he was glad she was with Catherine.
"I'm on my way. Stay inside but be ready to leave when I get there." Danny was uncomfortable with the next part, "I may need you to cover me or clear the yard. I know you have the kids with you. . ."
"Danny, Grace is going to see awful, terrible things. You need to help her understand and cope, not pretend like it's not happening. Now hurry up and get here," Catherine ended the call before he could reply.
As Danny climbed behind the wheel, he sent a quick text to both Chin and Kono: Cats house unsafe. Meet at Rachels. Going to bunker.
He knew that the fact that he had not heard from either of his teammates meant that something was very wrong, but he didn't have time to worry about that right now. He had to concentrate on guiding the big SUV through the streets, working his way around the occasional abandoned vehicle and dodging other scared, reckless drivers. He missed the speed and maneuverability of the Camaro (garaged at home) but appreciated the size and durability of the larger vehicle.
As he neared Catherine's house, Danny saw the wreck she had mentioned. It looked like the driver had driven straight into a pole, at some speed based on the damage. The outside of the silver car was smeared with drying blood and darker gore in several places. There were no signs of the passengers.
Further down the street, 4 houses past the McGarretts', Danny spotted a group of 9 zombies. Normally the sound of the engine would have focused them on him immediately, but this group was otherwise occupied. They had smashed the house's front window and were clawing at each other to be the first to climb inside. Some unfortunate person inside must have attracted their attention.
Danny's first instinct was to help. There weren't that many zombies and he was well armed. Then he saw Catherine in an upstairs window, holding a rifle ready, just in case she needed it. He knew that she hadn't fired on any of the creatures haunting the street. The sound of gunshot would have summoned every ghoul within earshot. Cat would never risk with that with the children present. He could just make out Grace standing behind her, cradling baby Jack close.
Turning into the driveway, Danny silenced the engine quickly. They'd help the people down the street on their way out, he promised himself. It would only take a few minutes to get Catherine and the kids in the SUV.
Catherine opened the front door cautiously. She had come downstairs once she had seen his car. The rifle was now slung over her shoulder and she had a Glock in her hand. Danny could see that Grace was still right behind her, hugging Jack close. Danny and Catherine both scanned the front yard for danger but there was no movement. He gestured for her to bring the kids out, his own Glock drawn in case he needed to cover them. Catherine shook her head, gesturing for him to come in. Danny smacked the steering wheel in frustration but got out and jogged to the front door.
"What's going on?" Danny demanded, "Aren't you ready to go yet?" He was questioning Catherine but he grabbed Grace (and by default Jack) in a quick hug, visually inspecting both children to assure himself they were okay.
He also noted that Catherine had taken a can of red spray paint and left a message in large letters on the wall next to the front door: HAD TO TAKE SHELTER. He didn't need to ask who the message was for.
Cat gestured towards a small pile of duffle bags piled up by the door, "We couldn't carry everything in one trip by ourselves." Seeing Danny's incredulous look she explained, defensively, "I packed a few changes of clothing for myself and the rest is all for Jack. Babies need a lot of things."
Danny sighed. She had a point there, "Fine, let's get going." He grabbed two bags and Cat took the other two. One last check to make sure the yard was still clear and they were all out the door.
"You take the kids with you. I'll follow in Steve's truck," Catherine was already headed to the Silverado without giving Danny a chance to argue. "I loaded all of our extra guns and ammunition this morning," she called back over her shoulder as she climbed into the cab.
Danny didn't like it but he was unwilling to argue while the kids stood out in the open. Besides, she had another good point – there was no reason to leave perfectly good weapons behind. He opened the back door and lifted the kids inside. There was no car seat but it was more important to be able to get the baby out quickly if things went south.
He glanced up as he climbed behind the wheel, catching the anguished look that flickered across Catherine's face. Danny knew that letting Jack out of her sight was only slightly harder than abandoning the home she had shared with Steve.
Pulling the SUV out of the driveway, he made sure the pick-up was right behind him. He still hadn't heard from Chin or Kono but Danny refused to think about that.
Unbidden, his eyes were drawn to the house the zombies had been attacking earlier. All he could see now was shadowy movement inside the broken window. The house next door also had broken front windows. Looking away, he turned in the direction of the Edward's mansion. Every day it got easier to ignore the guilt.
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Catherine felt the knot in her chest loosen just a little as she watched the gate at the end of the Edward's driveway close behind her. She parked near the front door, next to Danny's SUV, taking one set of keys and leaving another in the visor.
Checking to make certain that there was no movement in the yard; she hurried to take Jack from Grace. Catherine knew that it was not normal to feel so sick when she couldn't see him, but these weren't normal times. Holding her son close, she realized that Danny was standing in the open front door frowning into the house, not gesturing for them to come inside.
"Gracie, sweetheart, can you hold Jack for me again?" Cat waited until the girl had a secure grip on her precious burden, then slung the diaper bag over her own shoulder, "Stay right behind me, just like you did at my house."
Danny looked over when they joined him at the entrance, "The door was locked and the alarm was set. It just seems strange that there's no one around. You'd think they would come see who opened the door." He glanced down at Grace, "It's probably nothing. The house is ridiculously huge. I'm sure they're just in the back and can't hear us."
He led them through each room on the first floor, each one silent and empty. Catherine and Danny each kept a hand on their weapons but didn't draw them, balancing between their instincts and the desire not to alarm Grace any more than necessary.
On the second floor, they found Rachel curled up in an overstuffed chair, reading in Madison's room while the little girl napped. Rachel smiled in welcome, raising a finger to her lips in the universal signal for quiet. Danny signaled for her to come down stair with them. Rachel frowned but rose to her feet.
Out in the hallway, Jack began to make the small fussy noises that preceded a full-fledged wail.
"I think he's wet," Grace offered quietly.
Catherine accepted the now squirming baby back. She made note of the dark looks Danny and Rachel were giving each other. There was definitely a storm brewing there.
"Grace, can you show me where the bathroom is?" Catherine asked, "Then we'll take Jack downstairs and get him a bottle."
Grace's face lit up, "Can I feed him?"
"Of course, sweetie. Thank you so much for being so much help," Catherine let Grace lead her away.
She took her time changing Jack, hoping that Danny and Rachel would have it out before they got down stairs. Unfortunately, when they arrived in the kitchen Danny was on the phone and Rachel's expression was darker than ever.
"Uh oh," Grace whispered, softly so that only Catherine could hear her.
"Who's on the phone?" Catherine asked as she began to prepare Jack's bottle.
"Chin," Rachel's reply was clipped.
Catherine could tell from the look on Danny's face that something was wrong. "What's going on?" she demanded as soon as he ended the call, "Is it Kono? Malia?"
"It's Ben. They brought him down on the beach behind the house," Danny sounded exhausted, "Kono saw it happen. Chin's with her now. They're on their way over here."
Catherine studied him, "What else? You can't protect us by keeping us in the dark."
"Malia was working at Queen's last night. She never came home from her shift," Danny's expression was bleak.
"Oh God," Catherine gasped. She had seen the earlier news reports from Queen's.
"They must be busy at the hospital," Rachel shrugged, "Call and have her meet Chin here when she gets done."
Even Grace gaped at her. The girl had seen the same news reports Cat had and understood all too well what that meant for Malia.
"What have you been doing all day?" Danny yelled, "How can you be that oblivious to what is going on outside of this house?"
"Well the housekeeper never showed up, never even bothered to call, if you can believe it. Then the maid left. She just left! Said her boyfriend was sick, or some rubbish like that," Rachel realized everyone was still staring at her and became even more defensive, "I spent the day with Madison. She needs me, especially since her father . . ." Rachel trailed off, unwilling to continue.
Danny sighed, "I can't deal with this right now. Cat, can you take care of things here while I go pick Gabby up at the museum?"
"You're leaving?" Rachel shrieked before Catherine could answer, "What about us? What about Grace? That awful woman calls and you just run off?"
"Mom!" Grace's eyes were huge and shimmering with unshed tears, "Danno, it's okay. She doesn't mean it. Go get Gabby." After a rough start, Grace and Gabby had become quite close.
Catherine's heart broke at the look on Danny's face. Ever since Stan had been killed, Rachel had become both increasingly divorced from reality and dependent on her ex-husband. Cat knew that Rachel's demands were a constant source of tension between Danny and Gabby.
Testing the temperature to make sure the bottle was ready, Catherine turned to Grace, "Will you take Jack upstairs and feed him, sweetheart? I'll be up in just a minute."
Catherine watched with relief as Grace mutely climbed the stairs, Jack clutched to her chest. Better to have the kids upstairs where nothing horrific could come through the window. Also better to have them away from the tension between the adults.
"Danny, did you talk to Gabby? Is she safe? Why is she at the museum?" Catherine asked, once the kids were out of earshot.
"She called just before Chin did. She went in this morning to help pack up the irreplaceable exhibits. They finished packing but the truck never came to pick them up. She told everyone else to leave while she waited," Danny was pacing the kitchen, obviously anxious to be going, "Some idiot sideswiped her car. One of the wheels is mangled. She's all alone."
"Go and get her. We'll be fine. By the time you get back, Chin and Kono will be here," Catherine made a little shooing motion.
"Why can't Chin pick Gabrielle up on his way?" Rachel asked, "Then you won't have to be bothered."
Danny's expression was outraged. His hands flailed wildly. His mouth was moving but no words were coming out.
Catherine bravely stepped between the ex-spouses, "Danny, go now." She pushed him gently towards the door. "Rachel, you need to pack a bag for yourself and one for Madison. Let's go upstairs and I'll help you."
As they walked up the stairs, Catherine hoped that Chin and Kono would get there soon. She wasn't sure she was up to being the only functional adult with 3 children to protect.
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Chin glanced over at his cousin, huddled silently in the passenger seat. Kono hadn't spoken a word since Chin had gently helped her to her feet and led her off the beach. He desperately wanted to make her feel better but, for now, all he could do was make her safer. Besides, taking care of Kono kept his mind off the fact that Malia was missing.
He turned on the radio, hoping to catch an up-date from Queen's. Most of the stations had gone to static. A few were playing music, probably a generic playlist turned on by the last employee out the door. One station, which was normally classic rock, had been taken over by a man preaching about the End of Days. The last station he tried filled the car with the chillingly familiar wail of the undead. Chin could only imagine a lone zombie trapped in the booth with the open microphone.
"Turn it off!" Kono pleaded.
Chin hurried to switch the radio off. "Sorry, that was a bad idea," he apologized.
They drove in silence again after that. They were close to the Edward's house. Chin attention began to wander. He kept picturing Malia trapped in the endless halls of the hospital, moaning monsters closing in on all sides.
"Stop!" Kono commanded sharply, "Look up ahead." She pointed to a church up ahead on the right.
The front doors were firmly shut but the large glass windows on either side were shattered. Brightly colored pieces of stained glass glittered gaily in the afternoon sunlight. They crunched beneath the feet of the broken and torn zombies milling around outside the building. There were only a dozen zombies outside. Through the broken windows, Chin and Kono could see many times that number moving around inside.
"The glass is all on the outside," Kono observed grimly.
Chin nodded, "People barricaded themselves inside. They were looking to God for help. At least one person inside must have been infected. There was panic and they couldn't get the doors open fast enough so they broke the windows out."
"Didn't save them," was Kono's flat reply.
Before Chin could say anything, two dirt bikes sped past them, engines loudly shattering the quiet afternoon. The zombies outside immediately zeroed in on the sound. The riders were long gone, but the creatures now had a direction. Worse, the zombies inside began to crawl out the windows, also staggering down the road in the direction the bikes had gone.
Chin and Kono exchanged alarmed looks.
"They're headed toward Rachel's house," Kono whispered.
"They may get distracted first," Chin reasoned, "Or they may just disperse. We've seen them do that."
Kono was not convinced, "There are more than a hundred of them. We won't be able to get everyone out of the house. They'll be trapped."
"We have two choices," Chin was still trying to remain calm, "We could go around another way. It'll take longer but we won't have them following behind us."
"No," Kono was adamant, "It'll take too long. They'll beat us there."
"Then we have to go through, and we'd better do it now before the street fills up with too many," Chin was watching the church windows, which were still disgorging a seemingly endless stream of the undead.
At Kono's nod, he gunned the engine and drove straight into the growing hoard ahead of them. The zombies turned on the Traverse, grasping for any handhold they could find. Chin forced himself to ignore the meaty thunks of bodies bouncing off the vehicle.
Kono kept her gun in one hand, just in case, and used her other dial Catherine to let her know that they would have to be ready to leave very quickly. She prayed that Danny was still at the house. Her hand was shaking, causing her misdial twice before finally getting it right.
"The call won't go through," Kono looked tempted to throw her phone against the windshield.
"We'll just have to be fast when we get there," Chin had reached open road and was now accelerating away from the pursuing creatures.
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Catherine looked up at the sound of a car in the driveway.
Getting Rachel to pack only one bag for herself and two for Madison had been a challenge. Catherine was certain she had succeeded only because Rachel refused to really believe that they were going anywhere.
Now she and Rachel had gathered the children in the front living room. Catherine had chosen it because it gave her a clear view of the driveway and the gate that separated them from the street. Peeking through the curtains, she gratefully recognized Chin's blue Traverse.
"Is my dad back?" Grace asked eagerly.
"No, not yet. Rachel, why don't you wait here with the kids while I go let Chin and Kono in," Catherine sighed when Rachel gave no sign of having heard her, continuing to stare at the book she was pretending to read. Catherine had noticed that she had not turned a page in more than 15 minutes.
"We're okay," Grace reassured her.
Catherine hated how much responsibility Grace was being forced to assume. Unfortunately, there was nothing she could do about it right now.
Cat opened the front door carefully. Kono hopped out of the car and jogged the short distance to the front door.
"Is Danny back yet?" she wanted to know.
Cat shook her head, "I don't expect him back for maybe another hour. Why isn't Chin coming in?"
"There isn't time. There are a huge number of zombies only a few blocks behind us. We need to leave now," Kono glanced down the driveway towards the gate. As if summoned by her words, three of the undead appeared. Their moans carried up to the house as they pulled frantically on the metal bars.
Catherine swore softly. The gate would hold for awhile but it would give way eventually, especially if more zombies began to assault it. There was also the danger of too many zombies blocking the way. There were other gates on the property that could be walked through, but none wide enough for a car.
"We're ready to go," Cat gestured towards a few bags stacked just inside the door, "You and Chin take Rachel and the kids. I'll lead the way in the truck."
The two women hurried to the living room to gather the kids. Rachel attempted to protest but Kono shut her down with glare. Five minutes later, everyone was assembled just inside the front door, ready to leave.
"We can't go until Dad and Gabby get back," Grace was on the verge of tears.
"I don't understand why we're leaving at all," Rachel added unhelpfully, "We have an excellent security system. We should stay here."
Catherine put a hand on Kono's shoulder to restrain the younger woman, "Kono, why don't you take Rachel, Madison, and Jack out to Chin? Grace and I will be there in a minute."
Rachel looked like she might say something else but Kono's painful grip on her arm silenced her. Catherine watched until Rachel, holding Jack, was safely settled in the backseat with Madison next to her. There were now 8 zombies pulling at the gate. She would have to hurry.
Catherine turned to Grace, "I wish that we could wait for Danny and Gabby, too. It's too dangerous here. Remember how we left Steve a message at my house?" She waited until Grace nodded, "While we're going to do the same here."
Grace watched her pull the can red spray paint out of the diaper bag. "Mom would have a fit if she knew we were spray painting her wall," she smiled slyly.
"Then it's a good thing she can't see us," Catherine smiled back.
Moments later, Catherine and Grace left the Edward's home for likely the final time.
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Danny gripped the steering wheel hard enough to turn his knuckles white, "There has to be a way through."
Gabby reached across from the passenger seat and put a comforting hand on his arm, "Danny, this is the third route we've tried. They're all over the neighborhood. There's no way to get to Rachel's house."
"Am I just supposed to leave them there?" Danny's voice was full of despair, "I can't do that – I can't!"
"Danny, look at me," Gabby commanded, putting a hand on either side of his head and turning his face towards her, "Kono and Chin got them out. Grace is fine."
Danny refused to be comforted, "What Chin and Kono never made it to the house? With phones not working, we don't know."
"Even if they didn't get there, Catherine would never let the children be in danger. She would have gotten them out. We have to stick to the plan: If we get separated, we meet at the bunker."
Danny's shoulders slumped in defeat, "What if they're not there?"
"They'll be there," Gabby glanced at the windshield and her tone became alarmed, "They're coming this way! We need to go now!" She shrieked when a child with half of her scalp torn away began banging on the passenger window.
Gabby's fear roused Danny from his own private nightmares. He quickly put the SUV in reverse and pulled away from the approaching zombies.
They drove for awhile in silence. Gabby too frightened to make conversation, Danny too worried to try and sooth her fears. Turning off the main road, Danny began to navigate the dirt roads that led to the more remote parts of the island. The landscape around them became denser, more jungle-like.
Danny was intensely glad he had tested out the route several times in the past few months. Would Chin, Kono, or Catherine remember the way? He wished that he knew for sure that they were together.
Pulling into a hidden ravine, Danny found it already filled with empty vehicles, many of them dirty and banged up, more than a few smeared with blood.
"You're sure this is the right place," Gabby asked nervously, "Maybe we shouldn't get out."
Danny wasn't listening to her, "That's Chin's Traverse! And there's the Silverado." He threw open his door and rushed over to the two vehicles, "I think that's blood on the truck's grill. There are dents all over the Traverse." He peered through the windows, "I don't think there's any blood inside and the guns were all taken out of the truck. I think they made it inside okay."
It was only when there was no answer that Danny realized that Gabby was still sitting in the SUV. She was staring with undisguised horror at a Honda Civic. There was a man thrashing around inside. There was no obvious blood or injuries but his grey skin and milky eyes betrayed him as one of the undead. He lacked the coordination and the thought process necessary to open the door.
Danny hurried over to Gabby's door. It was time to get moving. He grimaced when he saw the blood and gore smeared on the outside of the door where the young girl had been banging on it. He used his sleeve to touch the handle.
"Come on Gab, time to go," he gestured for her to precede him down the path towards what looks what a solid rock wall.
They had only made it a few steps before a section of the wall swung open. Two men in body armor and carrying machine guns stepped out.
"Stop where you are," one yelled, "This is a secure zone. You'll need to leave."
We're authorized to be here," Danny yelled back, "I'm Captain Daniel Williams from Five-0 and this is Doctor Gabrielle Asano." He put his hand on Gabby's shoulder so keep her still, giving the guards time to check in with their superiors inside. He kept one eye on the guns that were still trained on them and the other on the surrounding area, alert for any shambling monsters. He could feel Gabby tremble and squeezed her shoulder, trying to convey that she just needed to be brave for a few more minutes.
The wait seemed to stretch on forever. Danny began to wonder if Gabby would snap and do something that would get them shot, or if maybe he would.
Suddenly, the guns were lowered, "Sorry Williams, we just had to check." The guards stepped aside and gestured for them to enter the hole in the wall.
Inside, they were greeted by more armed guards, who pointed them towards a steel door.
"There are certain security processes that have be observed," one of the guards informed them, "We have to be absolutely certain that no infected gets in."
Danny nodded, that was understandable. "What kind of processes?" he asked.
"You'll be kept in this room until a doctor is available to examine you. Unfortunately, we don't have individual isolation rooms. Please use the call button the door immediately if you observe anyone exhibiting symptoms."
"What?" Gabby was suddenly alarmed.
"It's okay," Danny reassured her, guiding her forward. "It'll be over soon."
There were 12 adults already in the isolation room, but Danny only saw the group in the corner. Rachel was curled up on the ground. Kono and Catherine sat on either side of her, alternating between trying to comfort her and whispering with each other. Chin was standing over them, carefully watching the people in the room.
Danny flew over to them, "Where's Grace? What about Jack? Madison?"
"They took the kids right away," Chin told him quietly, "Said that they would be examined immediately and taken to the nursery."
Rachel began to cry softly. Catherine's jaw was set and she refused to meet Danny's eyes. Kono reached up and drew Gabby down to the ground with them.
"Is everyone okay?" Danny looked them all over and couldn't see any obvious injuries, "How long have you been here?"
"Almost 2 hours so far," Chin sighed, "Most of these people were here before us. They've only taken 3 people inside to be looked at. I think we're going to be here for a long time."
A section of door so cleverly camouflaged to blend into the wall that Danny hadn't noticed it swung open.
"I don't think that you'll have to wait much longer," the familiar voice was accompanied by a much missed smirk.
Danny stood rooted to the floor by shock as Catherine flew past him and threw herself at her husband.
Steve McGarrett smiled at his partner over Catherine's head as he shifted Jack so that he could hold them both. A moment later the rest of the Five-0 family joined in the hug.