Emma stepped out of her car and made her way over to the front the normal looking suburban house, which she had been summoned to and made her way over to the front porch where Steve, Chin Ho and Danny were all standing there like a bunch of lemmings. "Thanks for coming so quickly, I appreciate it Em." Danny told her.

"No problem Danny, but what exactly am I doing here? You were very vague and cryptic over the phone and you have never called me and asked for my help once since I've moved here. So what's going on and why do you need my help?" Emma asked looking around, clearly something had gone on if Five-0 were investigating but Emma didn't see how that involved her.

Danny looked at Steve and Chin Ho before turning to his sister. "We investigating the death of a Robert Nozuka, he was found dead two hours ago half buried on the beach. From the looks of the crime scene it seems personal and we tried to speak to his widow but she's in shock and won't talk to any of us…"

"And you would like me to speak to her, from one widow to another..." Emma guessed and the looks on all three men's faces told her everything that she needed to know. She wasn't sure whether she was annoyed that Danny and Steve were exploiting her status as a widow for their own gain, as Emma perfectly knew what Mrs. Nozuka was going through as when George died she didn't speak to anyone except harry for two whole days once she had received George's death notification.

"Yeah, it would really help us Emma to see if she knew anything." Steve said.

Emma let out a weary smile, god she hated the word widow and she knew that this was going to be hard. "Sure thing, what's his wife's name?"

"Sula." Chin Ho replies.

There was something the three men weren't telling her and it was obvious to Emma that her brother was the reason behind this. "Danny whatever it is you need to tell me, I'm not stepping one foot in that house unless I know everything…" Emma said.

"They have two young children; a five year old daughter and a two year old son." Danny told her and Emma nodded and as she made her way towards the door she felt a hand on her arm and turning around she saw that it was Danny. "Em, you sure about this? You don't have to if you don't want to."

"I'll be fine Danny, I can do this." Emma said placing her hand over her brothers and smiling, it was sweet that he still worried about her and after a few moments she let go and they all walked into the house. The house was silent, there was no sound that showed anybody had lived there but there were hundreds of pictures to disprove that. Making her way into the living room Emma spotted Robert Nozuka's wife Sula sitting on a chair staring into nowhere, taking a moment to herself Emma took a deep breath before walking over to where Sula sat. "Mrs. Nozuka? My name is Emma Williams and I'm a deputy prosecutor, I was hoping that I could speak with you." Emma slowly said.

"I-I don't want to talk…" Sula began.

"I know you don't, talking is the last thing that you want to do and I know you want to be left alone, I understand that." Emma replied.

"You have no idea how I feel!" Sula shrieked.

Emma wasn't fazed and she sat down in the seat opposite Mrs. Nozuka. "I do Mrs. Nozuka, I understand the pain you are feeling, I lost my husband almost three years ago this coming June 20th.

That was the last thing that Sula Nozuka was expecting to hear and she looked up at Emma slowly. "What happened?"

"He was a soldier in the army and he was killed in Afghanistan, the details are sketchy but what I do know is that he saved another member of his unit before he was shot." Emma began with a deep sigh, this was going to be hard not to mention emotional. "I remember when I got the notification I was playing with our son when the door went, I was expecting a package so I thought it was the UPS man so I put Harry in his play pen and I went to open the door. But then I saw them and my hand froze on the door; the casualty notification office and the chaplain and I just knew. Something was wrong…" Emma said as the memory of her slowly opening the door of her house in D.C. came back to her as if it happened yesterday.

"They told you –"

"Not straight away, they asked if they could come in and once they did they asked me if was Emma Williams before moving on to questions about my husband such as was I married to Captain George Oswald, to which I said yes I was. Then they finally told me, just like what's happened to you, two people came in and completely destroyed my whole world with one sentence. " Emma said with a shake of her head, she tried not to think about this day much as it was too painful for her. "Standard procedure meant that they couldn't leave me unless someone was with me so I had them call my best friend who came over straight away. After they left I just sat there trying to piece everything together, I couldn't believe that my George was dead because he wouldn't leave us, he loved his family. I was hoping for a phone call… anything to tell me that they had gotten it wrong and that it was another George Oswald. I was completely numb, I didn't do anything for two days, I just sat in my living room while my best friend took care of Harry I just pretended everything was fine."

"When did you?" Sula asked.

Emma had to think about that one, her memories of that weekend were all over the place. "It was Sunday, two days after I had gotten to the news and I had just put Harry down for a nap and I was doing some general tidying up. My best friend Olivier was sleeping and I went into the living room and I saw it."

"Saw what?"

"On one of the walls we had a make shift calendar using sticky notes to show the amount of days there were until George came home. Every morning I take Harry over to it and he'd pull the current number off. Next to it was a list of tasks George had to do when he came home, he'd force me to do it telling me after serving on the front line he was looking forward to fixing the squeaky floor board or putting up some new shelves." Emma said as she briefly paused, the memories of everything started to overcome her and she tried to stop herself from crying. "I was looking at it and then it hit me that George wasn't coming home, he wouldn't do any of those things because he was dead. So I finally did what I should have done two days before hand. I called my mom and the moment I heard her voice I just started crying uncontrollably down the phone, she couldn't understand what I was trying to tell her so she gave the phone to my dad and I was sobbing down the phone to him. Then I remember everything went quiet and I heard my dad say to my mom 'George is dead.' "

Sula slowly nodded her head in understanding. "What happened after?"

"I'm not really sure everything's a bit hazy but I remember my best friend talking the phone from me and I could hear him talking to my dad and the next thing I knew all my family was at my house." Emma said sniffling, god she had become a wreck despite her hardest not to and what was worse was that Steve and Chin Ho were seeing it. Danny had seen Emma cry plenty of times so she didn't give a hoot but crying in front of other's i.e. Steve again was not something that liked.

"I-I can't believe this is happening." Sula said as she started crying again.

"I know you don't and this is going to be hard on you and your children but you see the guy with the blonde hair and the tie?" Emma asked pointing to Danny, who was still standing with Steve and Chin Ho and Sula nodded. "Well that's my big brother and I promise you that he will find whoever is responsible for this and the prosecutor's office will put them away. If I have to work day and night I will do this for you Sula. I will do this for you and your kids but I need you to answer their questions, you may something that could help them find whose responsible, do you think you could do that for me? "

Sula slowly nodded her head. "I-I think so."

Squeezing Sula's hand, Emma got up and made her way back over to the three men and Danny gave her a sad smile. "Em…"

"Never ask me to do that again Daniel." Emma coldly stated before proceeding to walk out of the house and wiping her eyes, no doubt her make up was smudge and she was emotional now and all she wanted to do was pick up Harry, go home and sit in her bed eating ice cream and watching movies.

"Emma."

Damn. The last person Emma wanted to talk to right now was Steve McGarrett as he had seen her cry twice this past month already once over her brother, the second time over her dead husband two days after they had gone on a date. Emma had no idea where they stood at the moment but even she knew that this wasn't good at all. "Sorry for getting emotional about this, it was a long time ago and I don't know why…" Emma began but stopped when she felt herself being turned around against her will and facing Steve who was looking at her with those blue eyes of his.

"You never have to apologize for that, he was your husband and you loved him very much." Steve assured her and Emma was pretty certain she was going to start crying again. Goddamn Steve McGarrett, Emma was going to fall in love with him, if he kept carrying on like this…