Disclaimer: Characters belong to the writers & producers of Hawaii Five-0.

Rating: K

Pairing: Steve/OC, Steve/Danny (friendship - no slash)

Author's Note: Thanks for the feedback! Updated chapter!

Hours later, Kono walked into headquarters to find Steve, Chin and Danny hunched over the computer table.

"Any luck on Jane Doe's prints?" she asked.

Steve shook his head as he walked over to refill his coffee. "No. She's not in the system. No record of her in the NCIC."

"And whoever she is, she's not in the DMV registry. Maybe she's a tourist," Danny offered. "We think we know where she was dumped, based on Max's TOD and where she was recovered. Steve, having been in the Navy for a billion years, knows a bit about the tide charts." Danny made a face and Kono had to bite her lip to keep from laughing. She knew exactly what Danny was getting at. Steve was rather fond of finding opportunities to 'educate' the team about various elements of his training and proficiency. She figured that the two hours she spent talking to high-end jewelers on the strip was a much better deal than learning about tidal flows and how fast dead bodies sink.

"What did you get on the bracelet?" Steve asked.

"Well, you were right, boss." Danny made the face again and Kono had to turn and grab a bottled water out of the fridge to avoid laughing. She looked over at Chin and marveled at his ability to keep a straight face. Opening the water, she continued, "The bracelet is from Tiffany's. I spoke to the manager there. It's one of their most popular items, but get this – they only offer it in silver. This one was white gold, which means it was a custom order. The purchaser was a Douglas N. Chase. I have his credit card number and a description. Five foot, ten inches, about 190 lbs., short blond hair, haole, wore a custom suit. Paid for it on his black American Express."

Danny gave a low whistle, "Black Amex? I don't even qualify for the stupid green card. Black, I think you've got to a be a billionaire or something."

"Here he is, Douglas N. Chase. 3631 Kanaina Avenue in Diamondhead." Chin flicked Chase's driver's license up on the wall screen, and then tapped the computer to bring up more articles and photos of the man. The jeweler's description of the man who purchased Jane Doe's bracelet was spot on. "Looks like he's the CEO of a company called Metadyne. Married, and I don't think Jane Doe is his wife," Chin continued. The woman in the pictures with Chase was in her late 40's with short, brown hair, and the caption referred to her as Angela Fenn Chase.

"Trading up for a newer model," Danny commented.

"Looks like it's time for us to pay a visit to Mr. Chase." Steve started out the door toward Danny's car. "Pull his financials. Oh, and Kono," he paused, "uh, good job."

"Good job?" Danny asked with a smirk as they headed down the stairs. "Have you gone off and taken a management class or something?"

"What?"

"You never compliment any of us. Good job? That's almost… what's the word? It will come to me. It's something foreign to you. Oh yeah. Nice."

"I'm a nice guy," Steve said, as he opened the car door.

"Right. And I'm Thor, God of War."

"Ares is the God of War. Thor is the God of Thunder," Steve replied with a half smile as he started the car.

"Do you always have to be right? How do you know these bizarre bits of random trivia? What do you do, watch Jeopardy reruns alongside Terminator movies?"