Okay I am going to integrate the flashbacks from both Kit's and Steve's memories throughout the next few chapters and I am going to edit the prologue because I just remembered that I never gave Kits physical description...my bad guys.

Flashback 2 years ago

Kitana was sitting on the beach, tears streaming down her face she had just gotten home from after doing her residency in San Diego to find her fiancé in bed with someone she thought was a friend.

Aimlessly she was throwing a few seashells into the ocean not caring where they landed when she kept thinking how she found them in their bed, with all of her strength she chucked a nice size shell but she didn't hear a splash instead she heard someone curse.

Looking she realized that she hit someone with it, getting up she ran over to them quickly.

"Oh my god, I am so sorry I wasn't paying attention." She told the stranger.

"That's okay I shouldn't have been running in front of you." He told her slightly sarcastic.

Ignoring him she grabbed ahold of his head to inspect any damage that she may have caused, and sure enough he had a cut above his left eyebrow, not super deep but deep enough that he needed at least a stitch.

"Well your in luck, because you were abused by a doctor, come on I have a medical kit in my trunk, I have to suture it otherwise it will cause a nasty scar." She told him heading back towards the parking lot.

"I'm fine, its not the worst I have gotten in my life, and I am sure it wont be my last." He said trying to convince her as he followed.

Arriving at her 4 runner she opened that back hatch and she all but pushed him to sit down so she could properly clean and fix his wound.

"It's the least I could do, any lower and I could have blinded you and you look like someone that needs both of their eyes." She told him with a smile.

That's when he saw it, the redness of her eyes and the glimmer on her cheeks, she had been crying she was upset at something hence the throwing of shells.

For some reason that he couldn't explain he wanted to hug her she looked like she needed a hug.

Kit grabbed her pack that she had in the back and opened it and he saw that she the makings of a quick fix. She grabbed some saline, Iodine, and a syringe and then a vial.

Putting on a pair of sterilized rubber gloves she grabbed gauze and the saline and then she started on his cut.

"Again I am sorry for this, I wasn't watching where I was throwing I…" She trailed off trying her best to fight off the tears that were threatening to fall.

"It's okay, I think I will live. So you're a doctor are you here at Hawaiian General?" He asked her.

"No the city Morgue, I am a Medical Examiner and forensic pathologist, among other talents." She told him with a small smile.

"What about you?" She asked him.

"Lt. Commander Navy Seal Steve McGarrett at your service." He told her giving her a mock salute.

She laughed, Steve noticed her green eyes twinkled and her nose scrunched just a little bit, but he still saw the sadness behind that smile and before he knew it he opened his mouth.

"Are one of those talents baseball because you have a mean arm?" He asked her, her smile faded.

She grabbed the Iodine from her kit and advised him that it was going to sting but she had to clean the wound out.

"I just flew in from San Diego, and when I went home I caught the man I was supposed to marry in a little over a year in bed with who I thought was a friend. So to answer your question I am only good at it when its emotionally driven." She told him as she applied the iodine.

As she guessed he twitched as soon as the yellow brown liquid touched the cut. Letting that sit for the moment she grabbed the vial and the syringe and drew .2 CC of the clear liquid into the syringe.

"Lidocaine." He said outloud. She nodded and then proceeded to inject it in 4 different spots around the wound.

"You never thought this would end up being your night, out for a run getting popped in the face by a seashell." She asked.

"Well it wasn't all bad, I was hit in the head by a beautiful doctor who has yet to tell me her name." Steve stated as he softly poked her shoulder.

Convince that he was numb enough she opened up the suture pack and a pair of sterile forceps and grabbed ahold of the needle.

"Kitana Raines, world series winner of 2010." She told him with a chuckle.

The two chatted some more as she put 2 stitches in his forehead and then she put a bandage on it.

"Do your best and don't get this 'pointing to his eye' wet, if it does don't rub blot it dry, but it should be fine in about a week or two." She said.

"As my thanks to you, it's still pretty early let me take you to dinner, I know a great diner about 6 blocks from here, besides I don't want you to think all of us men are douche bags." He told her.

She thought about it for a moment, she was going to turn him down but honestly she wasn't sure why she couldn't say no, all she did was nod and smile.

"Great, my house is just over that ridge, if you could be so kind as to take me there so I may as you ladies put it 'freshen up' than I can be your chariot from there." He told her.

She packed her bag back up and put the syringe in a bio waste bag, then shut up her trunk. She told him to get in and she started her car up and headed in the direction of Steve's house.