A/N: Welcome back Mr. and Mrs. Williams! I heard your pleas, I'm sorry they were out of the story for so long, but they are back now. For now, I don't know how long it will take to bring them back again, but I'm pretty sure that this story is coming to an end shortly so they'll have to reappear!

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Enjoy.

Chapter 13: Family Time.

Danny sought Steve out once more and found him with Kono and Chin. They separated themselves from their counterparts and headed back toward the Camaro.

"What did Jenna have to say?" Steve asked as he climbed behind the wheel and eased the Camaro out of its parking spot.

"It sounds like we have a big fish in Doctor Kin," Danny answered.

"I only caught a glimpse of him before HPD hauled him away," Steve said, "he's not the type to get involved by the looks of him, but Kono and Chin caught him red handed."

"Looks can be deceiving, Steven, I thought you were bad news the first time I met you, but everything changes when you're staring down the barrel of a rival's gun."

"Guns change everything," Steve laughed.

"So do bombs," Danny sighed, "has Kono gotten samples to Charlie yet?"

"The bomb squad wasn't done in the cellar," Steve explained, "but rumor has it, there was enough there to take out the whole block."

"We need to talk to a few more people, the governor being one of them," Danny said, "my mother being priority at this point.

"You've made her wait long enough. You want me to take you there now?" Steve asked.

"Yeah, let's get this over with."

5-0

Grace raced through the house toward the kitchen, her father following behind her. Danny and Steve had arrived to the open garage door and the gentle rumble of a well tuned Marquise. Grace was sitting in the driver seat, revving the engine as her grandfather ordered and looking very pleased when she saw her father and his partner appear.

"You shouldn't be driving!" Danny joked as he leaned in the Marquise window and kissed his daughter.

"This car is awesome," Grace smiled.

"More awesome then my Camaro?" Danny had asked.

Grace nodded, "Daddy, this car is a classic."

"Listen to your daughter, she knows her cars," Patrick stated proudly as he wiped the grease off his hands onto a rag.

"I'll let you drive her when you're old enough." Steve smiled as he reached in and pulled Grace out through the window. "Till then, your Daddy can chauffeur you around in a pretty silver Camaro that is totally bad to the bone."

"Which reminds me, when was the last time you had an oil change done in that thing?" Patrick asked as he pointed to the car in the drive way.

"Two weeks ago," Danny and Grace said together.

"I helped," Grace added.

"You did it yourself?" Patrick asked looked at Danny with questions in his eyes.

"It's cheaper to do it yourself then it is to take it in," Danny stated mimicking his fathers tone.

"At least you learned something from my ranting," Patrick laughed.

"Where's mom?" Danny asked his father.

"She's in the kitchen," Gracie answered.

"Where else would she be," Patrick added.

"Take me to Grandma," Danny smiled to his daughter as Steve moved back around to the hood of his car.

Steve stayed behind to marvel at Patrick's handy work, while Grace led the way to her grandmother, calling out for her as she ran.

The McGarrett house smelled of warm bread and fresh herbs as Danny opened the door that joined the house to the garage and as he did so he could hear his mother singing happily to herself. He followed Grace, bracing himself for the impact of his mother's concern and marveling at the smells and how much he missed coming home to this. Steve's house, at that moment, smelled like child hood.

"Daniel," Veronica cried as she looked up from the dough she was working and wiped her hands on the apron she was wearing, "come here, and show me the injury." She demanded.

"Ma, it's all bandaged up," Danny sighed but removed his t-shirt all the same.

"Good heavens," Veronica gasped at the sight of the bandage and medical tape on her son's upper arm.

"It's alright Ma, see, look, I'm not dying. It doesn't even hurt!" He said but flinched when his mother touched it, "Ow, Ma, it hurts when you touch it!" he practically yelled.

"Oh calm down Daniel," She sighed, "here have a cookie." She added and handed him a plate. "You have one too Gracie," she smiled as Grace climbed up on one of the bar stools next to her father and took a cookie.

"Thank you," Danny smiled and took a cookie off the plate.

"Did someone say cookies?" Steve asked as he rushed into the kitchen and reaching around Veronica for a cookie of his own as he kissed her cheek.

"Whoa dude, these are for me, they are injury cookies," Danny joked and snatched the plate away from Steve.

"Daniel share with your brother," Veronica scolded not even realizing what she had said.

Danny smiled as he saw the emotion rise in Steve's face as he pushed the plate back across the table, "Steve does act a lot like Mattie when he was younger," Danny said catching his mother's attention.

"I don't know what's going on with that boy!" Veronica stated with exasperation and waved a rolling pin in the air. "He never calls, I've no idea where he ended up and I've been contacted by the FBI, could you imagine that Daniel, the FBI." She said pain written in her eyes, "What has he gotten himself into?"

Steve saw the shock in Danny's face at the questions his mother was posing, and reacted accordingly, "Oh, what is this?" he asked and lifted a damp towel from a line of trays.

"Steven, Stop!" Veronica scolded as she spun around on him, "those need to rise!" She stated and shooed him away.

"Sorry, Ma," Steve smiled. "Can I peak in the oven? It smells so good!"

"Were you this curious with your own mother?" Veronica sighed happily.

Steve nodded and smiled.

"That is Spanakopita," Veronica stated and opened the oven.

"But you're not Greek." Steve said.

"That doesn't mean I can't cook like one!" Veronica laughed, "Have you ever had it?" she asked.

"Once, in Greece," Steve admitted.

"This one will be better," Danny stated.

"I doubt that," Veronica laughed.

"I'm sure it will be," Steve smiled. "And what is that?" he asked and pointed to a line of pie plates on the window sill.

"Pies," Veronica laughed.

"Danny do we really have to go back to work, or can we just stay here and eat ourselves into oblivion?" Steve asked and inhaled happily.

Danny smiled, took another cookie and stood, "we just came to check on things, and now we have suspects to question." He said.

"But you just got here," Veronica sighed.

"But we caught a man planting a bomb, we have to question him," Danny said.

"Oh goodness me," Veronica stated, "bullets and bombs all in one day, what is this world coming to?" she asked.

"My sentiments exactly," Steve stated and looked into the fridge.

"Steven what are you doing?" Veronica asked as she spun around again.

"I'm hungry," Steve whined, "I haven't eaten since this morning and the house smells so good."

"Get out of there and go sit down," Veronica stated and shooed him out of the refrigerator, "I'll make you a sandwich, now sit down over there and get out of this kitchen."

"We have to go!" Danny stated as Steve rushed around the island and sat down at one of the bar stools.

"Can I have a sandwich too, please?" Grace asked.

"Yes you can sweet heart," Veronica sang.

"But we have to go," Danny said again.

"You can have lunch, now sit down Daniel," his mother ordered.

"Yes Ma."

5-0

After lunch Danny and Steve piled back into the Camaro and headed out toward the governors mansion. They met Jenna and Chin in the drive way and all four of them headed in together.

"A bomb, really, in the hotel," The governor asked even before all of the members of Five-O were inside her office and the door was closed behind them.

"That's correct," Chin said as they watched the frantic Governor pace the length of the room.

"How bad would the damage have been?" she asked

"Speculation is that it would have blown a crater in the block taking out the hotel and doing extensive damager to the surrounding buildings." Chin answered again.

"And casualties?" she asked.

"The damage would have been extensive had we not found the bomb," Danny stated and caught the governors eyes.

"So everyone?" she stated more then asked and fell into her chair, "do we know why?"

"We have a theory," Jenna stated and proceeded to tell her story to the governor and watched her very carefully.

"This is insane," Jameson gasped. "Doctor Vales saves lives."

"He's also probably made a lot of enemies," Danny said.

"What would killing all the doctors solve?" Jameson asked angrily.

"It would usher in a new regime, so to speak," Danny said and watched as something like fear flashed in Jameson's eyes.

"All the government officials would perish, all the doctors, it would be the cleansing of power needed to change the whole state of Hawaii." Jenna added and watched for a reaction.

"It's genocide!" Jameson practically yelled.

"It's been stopped," Steve said calmly.

"But you don't have the people responsible," she stated frantically.

"We have the bomber in custody," Chin said.

"I find it hard to believe that Doctor Kin was in any way involved in the bomb plot," Jameson said her voice full of anger, "he's a genius. He's saved millions of lives and is bound to save millions more."

"He pulled a gun on Kono and I," Chin interrupted the Governors ranting.

"We'll be questioning him shortly," Danny said.

"I can't believe this," Jameson sighed.

"We're still going to move forward with the Ball," Danny stated.

"Like hell we are," Jameson yelled.

"We're going t to set an example. We will not be threatened by acts of terrorism," Steve stated to back up his partner.

"Once we've cleared the scene security will move in to set up. Nothing will get past us and everything will be safe, I assure you." Danny said and his partners nodded, "it's now up to you to be the unified front for this investigation. You must go public to denounce the terrorists and to calm the masses." He added and watched as nervousness hit the Governor.

"Alright, I'll hold a press conference tomorrow morning," she sighed as four pairs of eyes bore into her.

"Good, we'll leave you for the time being," Steve said and reached across the desk to shake the Governor's hand.

"Keep up the good work," she sighed wearily and the meeting was over.