I'm on a row today! Taking advantage of the last free day I have for a while now! So here's chapter 3! I should warn you, I have absolutely no idea how long this story will be... I really don't think it will be that long... but let's see how creative my muse gets while writing the chapters!

In the mean time, I hope you enjoy the little piece of entertainment i'm bringing you for now!

The man entered the weapon's room but, thankfully, wasn't very thorough with his search. Danny and Annabeth had been the only ones left in the room by the time Steve and Grace had gone to find the bathroom, so with one quick glance, the guy named Mickey went back out announcing that the room was clear.

They made their way quietly out of their hiding place and approached the entrance of the room. Annabeth crouched down again and peeked outside from her hunched position. She could see what was going on in the oval room and things didn't look so good. She stood up again and motioned for Danny to follow her away from the door, hiding behind an exhibit just in case someone decided to come into the room again.

- Did you see what's going on? Did you see Grace? Is she out there? – Danny asked in a whisper.

- She's not there. Neither is Steve. Maybe they're still out there looking for the bathroom – she whispered back. The fact that Steve and Grace weren't in the oval room was actually very good news – there are three people with masks gathering everyone else in a circle around them. They have guns. No automatic weapons... – she trailed off when they heard the man that had spoken first to give the search order start speaking again.

- Alright, listen up! I want cellphones, wallets and everything you've got thrown into the middle of the room. No one calls the police and no one makes a move out of line. Are we clear? – there was actually no verbal answer but they could hear the muffled sound of things being thrown to the floor.

- Here's the rest of the staff – said another voice and footsteps could be heard approaching the scene.

- Why don't you all take a seat while we work huh? Now, I believe there's someone missing – at hearing this, Danny and Annabeth thought in fear the man was referring to either them or Steve and Grace, but their minds were soon put at ease – Where's Mr. Andrews? – by now, Annabeth had once again crawled her way to the entrance and peeked from the floor up. Now there were four masked people and a new group of sitting hostages that were all wearing staff uniforms. One of the men, the one doing mostly all the talking, came closer to the pettite hawaian lady that had been selling the tickets outside and asked again – where is Mr. Andrews?

- I-I don't... I don't kn-know – she answered clearly terrified of even looking up from the floor and into the guy's mask.

- Well... I need somebody with access to the vault where they keep the original pieces. So, unless any of you happens to have a key, I . need . Mister . Andrews – he finished, pausing after each word in a menacing manner. Still, the room kept quiet – very well, i'm gonna have to go look for him myself – just then, and because the room was so silent, a distant sound came from even beyond the walls of the oval room. A toillet being flushed. Danny's posture went rigid and his eyes widened in fear – maybe he decided to take a leak – and the guy set off to find his prey.

Danny got up from where he had been crouching next to Annabeth and actually struggled with himself whether to go out there or not. Grace was the one in the bathroom and he couldn't let them find her alone in there. And where the hell was Steve?

Annabeth, sensing Danny's distress, put a hand on his chest to prevent him from making any sudden move to leave the room.

- Calm down Danny. I'm sure she's safe – she whispered in an even quieter tone than the one they had been using before, given the fact that they were so close to the door still.

- You heard the flush, he's gonna go after her! – he protested.

- Yes, I heard it but it doesn't make any sense!

- What? What are you talking about?

- The flush came several minutes after the gunshot was fired. They must have heard the shot and Steve knows better than to give away their position by making that kind of noise – she explained. It was the only logical explination she could find to the odd timing of the sound. That, or someone else had been in the bathroom as well and hadn't thought of being so careful.

- Yeah, but Grace is a little girl. She wouldn't have thought of that!

- Oh Danny, give her some credit! Besides, the moment the shot was fired, Steve would have gone inside to secure her. I'm sure the flush didn't come from them – Danny took a few deep breaths and tried to calm down his nerves. What Annabeth was saying made sense. He knew Steve, and he trusted him with his daughter's safety, but that didn't mean he could easily put his mind at easy knowing there were robbers with guns in the same building as his baby girl.

- Okay. Okay. We need to call HPD. Alert Chin and Kono – he made a move to grab his phone.

- Wait! – she whispered rapidly and guided him further into the room because she didn't like speaking so close to the door – they gathered every staff member of the museum, it's already past closing time and no one else is out there; even the guards were thrown in here. If we alert the police, they're gonna know someone in here did it. They could turn violent and start harming hostages.

- We still need to tell someone! – he whispered back – what are we going to do? Wait here until they find whoever they're looking for and manage to get whatever they came here to get?

- We could... – she said and hurried to explain her reasoning after watching the expression on Danny's face – we want to avoid a violent confrontation, so what better way to do it than to let them get what they want without any problems and then catch them as they leave thinking no one's onto them. That's what we could coordinate with Chin and Kono on the outside. Bring the police but keep them quiet. Whatever situation may arise in here, we can handle it.

- Oh yeah? And how do you propose we do that? There are four of them and two of us. They have weapons... we don't, and only God knows where Steve and Grace are right now! – he was stating facts, very important and true facts. Neither Steve nor Danny had brought their guns into the museum because there was a strict policy of no firearms inside the place, ("Tell that to the armed robbers just outside the door!") even if they were the police; and so their service weapons had stayed locked into the glove compartment of their cars. But that didn't exactly mean they were defenseless.

- Danny, look around! We're in a room full of weapons! – she said it like it was an obvious observation. He stared at her incredulously.

- What!? – he whispered/yelled – you want to fight guns with swords!? Are you crazy!? And besides, half of this stuff is centuries old!

- That doesn't make them any less effective. Besides – she added with a placating gesture from her hands – i'm just saying, in case something were to happen, we're not completely defenseless.

Just then, they heard the voice of the man who had gone to inspect the bathroom return accompanied by a voice they new all too well.

- Easy man – said Steve. Annabeth and Danny quickly but quietly approached the door and saw Steve being pushed into the room.

- You missed this one Donald! – the man barked at one of his accomplices and then turned to Steve, who had been scanning the faces of the people gathered around the oval room in search of them, and ordered – you! On the floor, phone out. Did you call any one?

- No.

- Did you call any one!? – the man repeated again.

- No! Check my phone! – and he tossed it to him while kneeling on the floor. The man went through it searching for any sign that he could have alerted someone from the outside but finding nothing in it. The guy threw the phone to the floor hard enough to break it and then leaned into Steve's personal space.

- If a single cop shows up, you're the first one to go – he said threateningly pointing his gun into his face.

Then, Annabeth turned to Danny, raising her eyebrows. Their odds had just been evened by a little bit and now they could cover the oval area from two different places.

The threat of what would happen if the police showed up was enough to get Danny on board with Annabeth's idea, although they would still need help from the outside. There was no questioning the fact that they had to call Chin and Kono to inform them of what was going on, but the question that was actually tearing him apart from the inside out was a completely different one... where was Grace?

There it is! Some action and planing in this chapter! So, we now know the museum is being robbed... it shouldn't be such a surprise right? I mean... two McGarretts in the same building can only mean trouble even in the most innocent of places!

Well... let's see how they get out of this one! And... also... WHERE IS GRACE?

Stay tuned to find out!

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