At the Morgue
It was already approaching 4 in the morning by the time Kit had finished processing and performing an autopsy on the young girl. Her prints came back just as she was cleaning her area and then putting her in a freezer. Going back to the computer she saw that the victim was a 19 year old high school graduate, and she was only 2 years younger than her sister who was killed about 2 years ago by a drunk driver. Sending the info over to Five-O, she checked on the DNA samples that were still running and probably won't be complete till the morning.
She shut the lights off and headed towards the doors. Then she heard it, footsteps coming down the hall. She knew damn well that she was the only one in the building. Her would-be co worker Max had gone home hours ago and so it was just her. Grabbing her mace that was in her bag she ducked into a crevice that gave her full view of the hallway.
There they were. She saw a man 6' 2" broad shoulders. He was wearing a black jacket and black jeans, which is very uncommon in Hawaii weather, even if it was in the wee hours of the morning. She slowed her breathing down when she saw that he was heading in her direction. Gripping her mace she prepared to spray it if he got any closer.
He stopped short however and the moonlight that was coming through the window shined on his face and she saw that it was Steve. "Are you out of your mind?" she said coming out of the crevice.
He jumped about 6 ft in the air and grabbed his chest. "You scared the shit out of me," he told her.
"Well you didn't do my nerves any favors," she replied putting her Mace back in her bag. "Why are you here so freaking late anyway?"
"I couldn't sleep."
"So you thought about the morgue? Does Max know you troll these halls so late at night?" she asked raising an eyebrow.
"No smartass, I was looking for you. When I didn't see that you were at home, I came here. Why are you still here anyway?" he asked her.
"I wanted to process the girl. That's beside the point. You went to my house. Are you stalking me, McGarrett…you know what, don't answer that. I am tired and exhausted and I have to be back here in 6 hours so I am going to go home and sleep," she said as she started to head for the door.
"Wait Kit, 'grabbing her arm and turned her to face him. "Don't you think we need to talk?"
He said looking down at her, she met his gaze defiantly but then her face softened when she stared into his blue eyes, those same blue eyes that she got lost in and stayed lost for hours.
"I'm pregnant Steve," was all she could say. She said it so quietly that it took Steve a few moments to register what she just told him.
He loosened his grip on her arm, and then she turned and headed to the doors to her car. Steve was left standing there processing what she just told him, and when he recovered he ran after her but all he saw was her tail lights. Frustrated he kicked the door and went to his truck. Now he knew they were going to talk and they were going to talk on his terms, whether she liked it or not.