Wow its been ages, sorry for the delay I have been really busy. Well here is the next instalment of the Seven series. I hope you enjoy it and thanks for the great reviews...keep them coming, good or bad, they really help me!
Warning this chapter involves the death of a child.
Feng Li sat in the semi darkness of the interrogation room. Steve stood directly in front of him whilst Danny stalked back and forth in front of the door. Steve smiled slightly as the Asian man winced, the bullet hole in his shoulder still oozing blood. Seven had refused to heal him and the medic in question was now lurking in the shadows some where behind the injured mobster. The absolute blackness of Seven's uniform meant that Steve could only see a hint of the blue cross on her shoulder and the glint of her eyes.
"Where is the girl?"
Feng Li grinned nastily,
"What girl?"
Steve heard Danny, spin on his heel behind him and moved closer to the blonde mobster, angling himself to grab Danny if need be,
"Where is Grace?
"Who?"
Steve grabbed Danny around the waist almost lifting the smaller man off the floor as the Detective's fingers came within centimetres from the blonde man's face.
"Where is my daughter you bastard!" Danny screamed. As Steve fought with Danny, Seven materialised out of the shadows and Feng Li's grin disappeared as her bare hand slipped beneath his collar, gripping his shoulder. Suddenly the blonde mobster felt a terrible cold spread from that hand, centring over his heart. The coldness turned to pain as the life giving muscle skipped a beat. Seven leaned down and spoke quietly in Li's ear,
"You think you're untouchable don't you?" she hissed. Li groaned. Steve and Danny stopped struggling at the sound and turned towards the prisoner. Seven's face was still cast in shadow as she bent over the hunched Feng Li, her mouth close to his ear. Her breath was moving the wisps of now dry looking white blonde that had fallen from his pony tail. Li's skin had gone a pale grey and sweat beaded his brow, his face contorted in pain. The Medic's mouth was moving but neither man could hear what she was saying. It was then Steve noticed the firm grip of Seven's bare hand on Li's shoulder. He released Danny and took a tentative step forward,
"Seven?"
The Medic didn't respond but continued to hiss in Li's ear,
"You're not afraid of them are you? Not worried about what they can do to you, because you have contacts...friends, you have ways out not matter what they do. But let me tell you something..." she stepped around in front of him, forcing him to look at her by grabbing his pony tail and wrenching his head back,
"You should be afraid of what I can do to you"
Steve saw Li's face slacken in horror, his chair rocked onto its back legs as he tried in vain to pull away from Seven's grip,
"Get her away from me!" he wailed. Steve and Danny moved forward then, moving into a wall of cold air that seemed to emanate from the dark clad female. Seven looked at them then and both men faltered. Her expression was one of unbridled feral rage that simmered just behind her completely black eyes,
"Ask him Danny" she spat,
"Where is my daughter?"
"On a yacht at the marina...The Coral Sun, bay 13"
Seven patted him on the head,
"Good boy" she said, then spun on her heel, her eyes back to normal but the chill air still following her and opened the door so hard it banged off the wall. Chin, who had been standing out side jumped out of her way as she stormed past, grabbed her helmet and made for the door. After a few moments the Five-0 team followed her, leaving Feng Li sobbing in his cell.
On the Coral Sun, Grace Williams cried...purely to annoy the men guarding her, she was her father's daughter after all. One of the men finally cracked,
"Shut up you little twerp!"
Grace increased the volume of her cries...she could keep this up for hours. The thug stood,
"I said shut up!"
His companion gripped a muscular arm,
"The Boss said not to touch her"
"I don't give a damn, I've had enough...I ain't gonna hurt her" he shrugged the other man off and approached Grace who once again had turned up the volume. He moved towards the crying girl and placed a huge hand over her mouth,
"I told you to shut up...now be a good girl or you'll never see your Daddy again, got that?"
Grace bit him. He yelled and slapped her, Grace fell from her chair, striking her head on the hard work surface of the yachts galley, and didn't move. The second thug jumped do his feet,
"Shit man! Now what do we do?"
Rubbing the bite marks on his hand the first man thought for a moment, staring at the still body of the girl,
"Destroy the evidence" he said, fishing a lighter from his pocket.
Seven pushed the bike harder, the engine screaming in protest. Somewhere behind her the Five-0 Team followed but she had left them a way behind. Turning into the marina her heart sank, the Coral Sun easy to distinguish from the others around her due to the black smoke billowing from the windows of the yacht. She dropped the bike leaving the back wheel spinning then hesitated just before she entered the burning boat. She wished she had her fire equipment, she wished she had her team, wished that she could feel the reassuring weight of a hose reel and breathing apparatus. Her uniform was partially fire retardant, her ultra modern helmet had a re breather in it as well as thermal and infra red filters and a communications array...it would have to do, if Grace was in there she didn't have much time. Taking a deep breath Seven sealed her helmet and stepped into the smoke. She knew immediately that her thermal filters would be no good, the intense heat causing the filter to white out and infra red was no good either, the ion beam bouncing back off the smoke, so she settled her right arm against the wall and began the sweeping search pattern that she had been trained to do back in her old life and strangely felt herself relax. She knew this world of smoke and fire, but she had to be quick, soon the air in her helmet would become stale and no one could survive this inferno for long. She had to find Grace.
"Grace!" she shouted over the roar of flames and crackle of burning wood and plastic, "Grace if you can hear me I need you to shout back...Grace!"
Nothing. Seven cursed and continued her search, pushing furniture out of the way and feeling under tables for the girl. Soon her foot caught something that was soft against the toe of her boot. Bending her bare fingers touched skin. Seven's heart leapt...she had her...but there was no life beneath her fingers. Suddenly Seven heard the tell tale squealing hiss of a venting gas cylinder, it was a sound that struck terror into the heart of any fire fighter. The whole vessel was going to blow, she gathered Grace to her, easily lifting the little body. She didn't have time to go back the way she had came. Instead she ran a hand across the wall and found a small port hole which told her that this was an exterior wall. She removed her gun from her belt, flicking it to automatic and fired a whole clip into the fibre glass wall, moving the barrel of the gun in a circular motion. She hoped this worked. The gun clicked empty and Seven discarded it, slamming her booted foot against the wall over and over again, she felt it give and threw her whole weight behind the point of her shoulder, her body turned to protect Grace. The wall gave and Seven pushed her way through and threw herself over the guard rail just as the cylinder blew, the concussion wave hurling the pair several meters into the marina.
Chin and Kono ducked behind their car as the boat ruptured, deadly fragments of wood, plastic, metal and glass flying in all directions. Chin had seen Seven's bike on the walkway but if the Medic had been inside the vessel, he doubted even she could survive that...never mind Grace. Danny and Steve had stopped to grab two very suspicious looking characters and were yet to arrive. Judging it to be safe the pair ran over to the still burning remains of the Coral Sun, in time to see Seven's helmeted head break the surface...and she had Grace, but the young girl seemed lifeless as the Medic dragged her through the water. She handed the prone body up to Chin and Kono and hauled her self out of the sea. The visor of her helmet had been smashed and her eyes were visible to the two officers as she dropped to her knees, ripped off her gloves and placed her hands on Grace. Chin and Kono looked to each other, both feeling completely helpless. They could hear sirens approaching and Seven was still bent over the small girl,
"Seven? Is she...?" Kono asked tentatively, the Medic looked up at her and her eyes said it all. Seven removed her hands and Kono's flew to her mouth, tears filling her eyes. Seven removed her helmet and let it slip from her fingers, it rolled away across the walkway, the once sleek black surface scarred and covered in wet ask residue.
"We're too late" she whispered.
Danny and Steve arrived just ahead of the ambulance and fire trucks...just in time to see Seven's helmet slip from her hands. Steve felt a lead ball drop in his stomach, not a good sign. Danny was out the car in a flash, his attention focused on the little figure in front of Seven,
"Grace?...Grace!" Seven looked at him then and he knew,
"No...no, no no! Grace!" he ran forward. Chin tried to stop him but he pushed him aside, falling heavily to his knees beside his daughter. For a moment he couldn't bring himself to touch her, then he stroked her face gently,
"Grace baby? Its Danno...its Daddy, wake up for Daddy...please baby" tears ran unashamedly down his face, his hands shook and his voice cracked,
"Please wake up for Daddy" he cradled her to his chest, rocking back and forth on his knees, stroking her wet hair, feeling the wound on the back of her head. Seven, touched him gently on the shoulder,
"Danny"
He looked at her sharply, his face contorted in absolute agony, tears coursing down his cheeks,
"Help her" he wailed, "make her better...bring her back!"
Seven, sea water dripping from her hair, soot streaked across her face, shook her head sadly,
"I can't Danny...I'm sorry, I'm so sorry...but she's gone...there's nothing I can do...I...I'm sorry"
Danny began to wail then, screaming in grief and agony as he clutched his daughter, his pride and joy, his reason for living to him. Grace was gone and Danny's world had shattered, along with his heart.
