A/N: Thank you everyone for reading, alerting and reviewing. You have all be so wonderful and I'm so glad you like the story so much.
Danny shines X2 in this chapter. I had so much fun writing it! Hope you like it!
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Chapter 5: Confrontations and Cookies
Danny was startled out of his thoughts and the quiet seclusion on his office, by the loud stomping of boots and then the low, but loud, accusation that greeted Steve.
"Who the hell do you think you are McGarrett," A giant of a man yelled as Danny stepped out of his office and greeted the scene as a shocked McGarrett was confronted.
Steve's hand went instinctively to the weapon on his hip as the intruder advanced.
"Who are you and what are you talking about?" Steve asked, "Further more, why have you just barged into my office and started a conflict?"
"I'm Special Agent Malikahi and you are stepping into my jurisdiction." The man yelled.
"Um, actually, I am," Danny stated as the giant, who towered over McGarrett by at least 5 inches, spun around and looked down at the comparatively miniature Detective.
"Who the hell are you?" Malikahi laughed.
"I'm Detective Daniel Williams, Five-O, and as soon as a threat of a terroristic nature was placed against the Governor, your jurisdiction became mine; well Five-Os. And I have a few questions that I'd like answered. Did you bring the surveillance tapes, for starters," Danny stated unfazed by the giant before him.
"Those tapes are confidential," Malikahi stated towering over Danny now. "You could jeopardize my investigation into the threat."
"Do you want me to arrest you for obstruction?" Danny asked, "Because I will, then I'll lock you in a little tiny interrogation room, pull up all your personnel files and incidence reports and find something, anything, to hold you on while I investigate you and every last person you hired. So, don't talk to me about jeopardizing an investigation because you don't have a fuckin clue buddy."
"You can't investigate me!" Malikahi laughed. "I'm the Governor's chief security officer."
"I have full immunity and means given to me by the Governor, I can do anything I want," Danny stated. "And, as security officer, it's your job to stop any threats before they even get to the Governor, so either you are slacking on your job or, you are the threat."
"You little shit, listen to me, I have everything under control." Malikahi grunted, "Leave the security to me, and you deal with catching the scum bag that wants to threaten the Governor. If you can't do your job, I'll be the one cleaning up your mess when all the shit hits the fan on Friday." He mocked.
"Yeah, the thing about that is, we're investigating all of the governor staff because we think its an inside job, so you're a suspect and clearly if you are here, as pissed off as you are, you've been ordered by the governor to hand over everything that I asked for and she told you Five-O was in charge. So…technically I'm your boss!" Danny stated, "Now the real reason you are pissed, is because you have something to hide. Don't you? I think you do. Truth be told, you don't intimidate me one little bit. So please hand over your files, and the surveillance tapes, and I won't arrest you under suspicion. If you have nothing to hide, you'll be wise and do as I say. Also, I'll be heading the security team, with McGarrett and the rest of Five-O for this Friday's Governors ball, but you already knew that because the Governor authorized it before she left. So, in review, you're storming in here put a big red target on your back, it also put me on high alert because now I really don't like you, and as the old proverb states, 'the bigger they are, the harder they fall' and I really do look forward to knocking you down a few pegs."
Malikahi looked like he was going to explode. His eyes flashed red; his hands trembled as he balled them into fists, but he stood down. He slammed the tapes and files onto the Smart Table before Steve and Kono, and stormed out of the office mumbling to himself under his breath.
"Point Williams!" Kono stated teasingly.
Danny winked at her.
"Alright kids, I have everything under control, you have fun now that I got you some new info to play with," Danny stated smiling, then turned and wandered back toward his office, "could you be a doll, Kono, and background check Sasquatch first? I think he's prime suspect as of right now." He added over his shoulder as he left the bullpen.
Kono burst into laughter, "Did that just remind you of David and Goliath, or what?" she asked.
"He's got everything under control," Steve smiled and turned to the massive file that was left for them. "That's one bad ass Detective we've got on our team. Did you see how much taller that man was?"
"And yet, Danny made him seem pretty small," Kono said admiration in her tone.
"That's because Danny Williams is larger than life," Steve smiled and pulled the tapes out of their envelopes, "shall we start, doll?" he asked teasingly.
"Williams is the only one that can call me that, you try it again, and I'll punch you right in the face." Kono warned. "You understand what I'm telling you, pretty boy?"
"Alright, I'm sorry," Steve laughed and turned toward his office.
5-0
Steve stepped out of his office once again as the clock neared 4pm and the busy investigation had carried on with little head way being made and even less coming to them from the busy crime lab.
"Anything yet?" Steve asked as he found Chin hovering over the Smart Table.
"A couple of the security personnel hired by Malikahi have criminal records. Most of the previous threats against the governor have suspects still serving time. FBI and Homeland haven't gotten back to us and the Crime lab is backed up. Jenna's been on the phone all afternoon with her contacts in the CIA and its going to take some finagling to get at Malikahi's records because they're sealed." Chin sighed.
"That's suspicious," McGarrett stated.
"Yeah, so Kono has run down to records to get his files and will meet us at the dinner. I'm about ready to just step away for a little while, go and shower and change, and then come back after we have our meal with the Williams'; to start a fresh because I think this is going to take all night." Chin said as he rubbed his eyes and looked away from the computer.
"Hey, Super SEAL, what do you know about the Marines?" Danny asked as he walked out of his office, a tablet in his hands.
"Marines function like most military groups. They answer to the navy, but are run by a four star general over a four star admiral, why do you ask?" Steve asked suspiciously.
"Curiosity," Danny smiled mischievously as he swiped a file from his tablet to the Smart Table.
"I'm shocked that you actually know how to use that thing," Steve mocked.
"I'm shocked that it took you this long to think of something like this," Danny stated as he motioned toward the scene, "oh wait, you didn't think of it, I did."
"Dishonorable discharge of Robert Jacob Malikahi," Chin read out loud.
"Does Sasquatch look familiar to you?" Danny asked pointing at the mug shot. "He was let go because he was convicted of recruiting ineligible candidates of the Marine Corp, for rebel forces. Rebel forces in theUnited Stateswith links to terrorist groups all over the world, most notably the Taliban."
"How did you get access to that?" Steve asked as he leaned on the Smart Board.
"I called up your friend Catherine just to chat and she told me who to contact within the navy. He then pointed me in the direction of the Marines and when I pointed General Talbot toward the Governor of Hawaii, he called me back with a file of some interest. I may, or may not have dropped your name in conversation, but in the end, I got what I wanted." Danny smiled proudly.
"Wow," Chin smiled, "nice work Detective."
Danny bowed to the crowed.
"Immunity and means, I make it look good. Steve, on the other hand, makes it look crazy." Danny mocked.
"But where does this leave us?" Steve asked. "So we know that Sasquatch has a less than desirable background."
"Well, we could look into who, on his crew, are former or disqualified Marines," Chin stated, "If he's our prime suspect, he's got to have back up."
"He's also had access to the event location, so we had better get out there and check things out." Danny stated.
"We can't, not right now," Steve said before Danny could walk out of the office.
"Why not, this is important," Danny sighed exacerbation on his tone.
"Um, you said we had better be at dinner at 6:45pm or risk frantic phone calls from your mom." Steve reminded Danny.
"Shit and its 4:30 now." Danny hissed.
"Yeah, and you need to take me back to my truck, so I can go back to my place and then be at the hotel." Steve stated.
"This is why you should bring your own vehicle McGarrett." Danny sighed.
"I did!" Steve laughed, "then you through your keys at me, while trying to escape your mother, and we piled into the Camaro and I left my truck at your place."
"Shut, up. Let's just go!" Danny sighed.
"I'm right behind you two," Chin stated, started another scan and database search and then headed out to his motorcycle.
5-0
Steve was walking into his own house by quarter after five. The smell of fresh lemons hit his senses as soon as he opened the door and he looked around to see that his living room had been tidied up. He walked into the kitchen and was hit again with a spectacular aroma. Sitting on the counter, with a folded piece of yellow construction paper, was a plate of the biggest chocolate chip cookies he had ever seen. He smiled to himself, remembered what it was like to come home to his mother's cookies after a long day at school and picked up the folded construction paper to read it. His name was neatly written in a regal cursive across the front in bright blue crayon and the wax continued on the inside. It read:
Steven:
I hope you like the cookies, dear. You seemed like the type that would like chocolate chip.
If you could please make sure you have flower, sugar, eggs, milk, butter, crushed canned tomatoes, Ricotta cheese, Parmigianino, and some dry active yeast, for tomorrow that would be wonderful. I used the last of your flower making cookies. I'll make sure to bring all of the fresh produce from the farmers market in the morning.
You have a beautiful home, Steven, and I enjoyed touring it with Grace. She seems to love it here and Patrick enjoyed working on the Marquise. He says you need a new fuel injection pump, but he'll look for one tomorrow. The beach out back is lovely, your gardens are getting a little over grown, but your fruit trees are magnificent. I don't think I've ever seen Avocados that big before.
I don't know why you have all those chemical cleaners in your house when you have perfectly good lemons in the yard. They work better for cleaning and are better for you, and they don't leave terrible residue on your dishes and furniture, and they smell better. I'll show you how to mix them up so that you can use them for cleaning; just remind me, as my memory isn't what it used to be.
I'm sorry about the construction paper and crayons, its all Grace brought with her. I hope the shopping isn't going to be too much trouble. I'm looking forward to seeing you tonight. Have a good day, dear.
Love V.
He didn't know when it had happened, somewhere in the middle of the letter, or maybe when he stopped to smell the lemon again, but Steve realized that he was fighting back some hidden emotion. He remembered a time when his mother would tuck little notes into his lunch, or made cookies just because, and then he remembered the day that she died. That was the day the letters stopped, the day there were no more cookies or embarrassing 'I love you Steven' written on whatever paper she could find. That was the day when the lemon tree, that they had planted together, never saw what it was really meant for.
Steve sighed as he placed the folded piece of yellow construction paper back on the counter and pulled a plastic container out of the cupboard to store the cookies. He then took himself off to shower and change, rushed back to the kitchen and stuffed the note in his pocket and rushed out the door to make it to the Williams' dinner before Mrs. Williams could start to worry.