(Sorry I've been MIA ((School re-started (((if that wasn't already obvious))) .)) Although I cannot (will not actually) say I will be posting often it will be ( maybe) more often than I have been lately. So I hope you enjoy!

(Ps. I forgot to mention ((in chapter 1)) try to see if you can spot any clues connecting to LJ (( Late June)) P1 and ((The little bit I did post)) P2 so sorry for the interruption (( and parenthetical overkill))

"How is he doc?" Steve asked.

Doctor Bergman showed him an x-ray of JC's chest. "The bullet broke two ribs on his left side. He's awake and out of the woods but in a lot of pain. I don't think he'll corporate." Bergman said.

"Will see about that." Steve said. He entered the hospital room and saw the young man slumped up against the bed frame of the hospital bed. "Hello JC." Steve Said.

JC glared at him. "What do you want McGarret?" He hissed. "Your little piglet to take a shot at me again?"

Steve shook his head. "I want your corporation." Steve said.

JC howled loudly baring his teeth. "A pig begging to be bacon- don't you know I'd fry you? That's how I like my bacon." JC said with a grin.

"I'm not asking JC." Steve warned.

JC lifted himself off of his pillows and leaned forward. "What ya goanna do McGarrett? I have people on my end who will say they saw otherwise- we'd burry your piglet! See McGarrett this is why I'm feared more than you."

Steve seemed to stalk around his bedside. "You know you're working with Moe Jason Heartto right?"

JC sarcastically laughed. "Know I hadn't the faintest idea."

Steve squinted his eyes. "I'm not playing games JC. Moe Heartto is who were after."

"Sure." JC said. He sat up and gulped down the apple juice he had on his tray. "Moe Heartto wouldn't have gotten away with anything."

"Sure." McGarret mocked him.

JC laughed at his mocking. As he laughed he gulped down the last swill of his juice but shortly after he began coughing spewing juice everywhere. He recovered from his coughing spasm with a grin. "Your funny McGarrett. But see what happens when you crack a joke while I'm eating? I get juice all over my snow white sheets (he put his hand on the sheets, smoothing them from side to side) and all over my nice white gown. (He put his hand to his chest) So I'm goanna have to ask you to leave. I don't know if I could last eating a sandwich with you talking the nonsense!" JC chortled.

Steve gave him a sly smile. "Alright JC. OK. But I think you may wanna hear the punch line of that 'joke' is you in a small cell for many years."

JC ignored him as he picked threw his tray. He settled on a cheese sandwich as he did so he looked up from his tray and at McGarrett. He smiled dimly. "Oh- Your still here?" He said. "That's a pity. I was looking so forward to eating this devilish sandwich."

Steve nodded. "I'm going JC." He said as he headed to the door. Before opening the door he looked back and said. "I hope you say a good prayer before you eat."

JC's smile disappeared and Steve's appeared widely as he exited the hospital room.

The next morning when Danny woke up his head was pounding with hang-over and his face covered in night sweat.

His vision was nothing but a bright-haze-blur of sunlight. He groaned as he rubbed his temples and wondered what had gone on.

Danny looked to the left side of the bed - Amy wasn't there that's a good sign. Or was it bad? His mind was like a balloon a float needing to be pop - before it painfully exploded.

He grunted as he forced himself to sit up under his cream color sheets.

His senses began to wake up as he smelt an offal combination of whiskey, tobacco and vomit.

"Oh boy..." He whispered.

" 'Oh boy' is right. McGarrett will kill you if you don't hurry." A female voice said.

He turned to his right as his vision cleared and he saw Amy standing in front of him in a yellow loose blouse and bell bottom jeans.

"Amy? What.. when?"

Amy sat on the bed. "I felt bad about last night. I overreacted." She ran a hand threw his hair. "When I came over to apologize - you were drunk."

Danny tried recycling his memories. "And half naked but let's not get into that okay?" Amy added with a mischievous grin.

Danny wasn't sure what half - naked meant or 'where it went' him being drunk and all.

"Nothing happened if you're worried about that." Amy said with a little more empathy.

Danny felt relieved and embarrassed at the same time.

"Okay - no more details." He begged. He glanced over at the clock and sighed.

"I have your suite and coffee ready. And the motivational speech to follow." Amy said with a giggle as she stood like an army general and softly said. "Now hurry up!"

Damaris lifted her head from her head rest. She saw daylight - for a second time without having completed the deal with JC. She took in a, deep breath of air and glanced over at Moe who wasn't there.

She sat up and looked around trying to see if she could spot him. "Heartto! HEARTTO!" She shouted. "Shut up!" An angry voice called back. Damaris looked to where the voice came from. There was a docked blue and white ship that Moe was hiding himself behind as he 'relieved himself'.

Damaris felt silly having overreacted as she did.

Moe Heartto sip up his fly and headed to the tan colored van. As he sat down he glared at Damaris. "What in the heck did you do that for?" He asked.

"I didn't know what happened Moe. I woke up and you weren't there!" Damaris explained.

"So you admit you care for me?" He said. He lightly touched her chin. "Aww that's nice."

Damaris slapped his hand away. "In your dreams Heartto." She said. "I'm still a married woman you know. And I don't plan on having an affair." She said.

Moe nodded. "Sure." He said. He smiled and looked in the review mirror. "Aww crap!" He said as he sat up. Damaris looked at him with concern. "What?" She asked.

Moe took out his 38. And cocked it, he looked at Damaris. "Raw bacon." He said. Damaris looked in the mirror and back at Moe. "You can't shoot a police officer Moe! I have a baby at home- I can't go to prison!"

"Shh…" Moe said as the officer approached the mirror.

Moe pulled it down slowly, readying his gun.

"Hello officer-" he glanced at the badge. "Officer Kokua." Moe said.