Wānana Pū – Recollect

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A/N: The story is set somewhere in season 7. Thank you julieb716 for being an awesome beta reader. Your corrections are amazing! You're very talented and I'm really grateful you helped me! YOU ROCK! If there are still some grammar of spellings issues left, they're all mine.

A/N: Just need to get this off my chest, but wow the season 7 finale was quite intense, right? Not giving any major spoilers if you haven't seen it yet... I mean everything was amazing until the last few scenes! Don't know why they would do it, but showing everyone's ending storyline was a pretty, let me say this decently, 'unpleasant' thing to do. I sure as **** hope they're not gonna do what I think they might wanna do... Knowing that season 8 probably is going to be the last one makes me even more upset. They all deserve a happy ending. At least they should end the season with one! But let's be honest, season 7 has been a blast, they worked incredibly hard and gave us 25 insane episodes. So I'm gonna keep that in mind for the moment... can't wait until it's September!

For now ENJOY this last chapter!

Chapter Twenty-Two PART II

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MONDAY – 5:26 PM – MR. AND MRS. MORRISON'S RESIDENCE – DIAMOND HEAD

Eight days later Danny got discharged late in the afternoon. Steve had promised they would visit the Morrisons together and Danny took him up on it. He couldn't wait a minute longer, so they headed over to the Morrison's right after Steve picked him up from the hospital. Steve wasn't completely pleased with the idea, but Danny had reassured him a couple of times that he was fine and that Steve should stop worrying. Steve knew Danny was right. The past week Danny had been doing better every day. He was able to walk without any support and barely slept during the day. If it weren't for the scar on his abdomen you wouldn't know something had happened. So it should be fine to make a quick pit stop.

The Morrisons weren't that fond of the visit though, especially not with Danny there. Their last visit hadn't gone exactly how it should have. Steve had to convince the Morrisons to let the both of them in, but after Danny apologized Charlotte Morrison welcomed them into their home. Mr. Morrison wasn't fond of their visit though. Somehow it felt better if Steve just spoke and told them what really happened to their daughter, not that Danny didn't want to. It was some tough news and he knew it shouldn't come from him, considering how their last conversation went down.

"We found some evidence during the investigation showing what really happened and we thought you both had the right to know the truth," Steve said sitting in the chair as Charlotte indicated he should take a seat. Both Danny and Mr. Morrison were standing, facing each other.

"All right, and that might be?" Walter Morrison snapped off with an increased pitch in his voice.

Steve shared a look with Danny before he started. He leaned forward in the chair. "Back in 2009, Eden found her friend Lauren Rhodes dead inside her bedroom."

"That was years ago. I don't understand why any of that has something to do with our daughter being murdered." Walter interrupted impatiently as he took place next to his wife on the couch on the opposite side from were Steve was sitting.

"Lauren didn't commit suicide, sir. She was killed by the same man who murdered your daughter," Steve informed him calmly. He quite imagined the conversation would go like this. He couldn't blame them for their reaction though.

"What?" Walter exclaimed incomprehensively. "How's that possible?"

It didn't matter how prepared Steve was, conversations like this were never easy. He didn't even know if he could prepare himself for such kind of thing. He would rehearse what he would say over and over in his head, but there was no way he would know what the response would be. It was the part of the job that he really hated. He and Danny had made the deal they would take turns when it came to bringing some bad news.

Steve inhaled deeply through his nose. "Lauren gave a party the night before she died. She invited a lot of people. Everyone was downstairs partying, while Eden was studying in her room. They had a test the following day, but Lauren convinced her she would pass the test anyway and that she should come and have one drink. Eden did. She had just one drink. After that one drink she didn't feel so good. She went to bed, earlier than planned." He paused a moment to look at his partner. Danny was standing with his arms crossed in front of his chest. Compassion clouded his features. Steve knew he was beating himself up on the inside.

Steve went on. "I'm very sorry to have to tell you this, but Eden was drugged and sexually assaulted that night."

"Oh my God!" Charlotte cringed and put her hand over her mouth. Walter stared with his mouth open. The color drained out of his face and he blinked a few times before he wrapped his arms around his wife.

Steve knew it would be best if he just continued. "Lauren went to check on Eden, since she had told her she didn't feel well. Lauren walked right in on them. She became a liability the minute she opened that door, so he killed her. Eden didn't fully processed what happened because she was heavily drugged. She didn't see the man's face. She never knew who did it. It all came back when he came into the ER where she was working the night shift."

"How did we miss this? How? Why didn't she say something to us? We are her parents!" Charlotte ranted at her husband while tears ran down her cheeks.

"Ma'am, this is not your fault. The only person responsible for all of this is never going to see the light of day again." Steve sincerely promised.

"It won't bring our little girl back, will it?" Walter snapped as he was barely holding his own tears back.

"No, it won't." Steve looked down at his hands. Every time he had to deliver the bad news it seemed to get harder. All there was left to do was give them comfort and closure. Steve pulled the USB drive out of his pocket. He placed it on the coffee table that stood in middle. "We found session files from Eden with her therapist, Dr. Bennett. Eden went to see her for years. It's all on this drive. I'm sure you'll find more answers in here."

Walter took the USB from the table and stared at it. Even though he was crushed and tears filled his eyes, after a moment he stood up and looked at Steve and shook his hand. "Thank you, Commander."

Steve gave him a firm nod while shaking Walter's hand. He shared a brief look with Danny and turned around. "Um, actually, my partner went above and beyond on this case. He wanted to make sure you would know the truth." Danny raised his eyebrows and looked surprised at Steve.

Awe transformed his face as Walter glanced at Danny. Swallowing his pride, Walter addressed him directly. "Thank you, Detective Williams."

Danny didn't expect Steve to say such a thing. He was caught off guard by it, so he stammered while talking with his hands. "It's our job, really, I uh... just hope you can forgive me for my behavior last time we spoke. I wasn't thinking clearly."

"It's all right." Walter extended his hand and Danny accepted.

"Thank you," Danny nodded appreciatively. For a moment he doubted about sharing the next facts, but if it were him, he would've wanted to know. "I thought you might want to know that the… uh the man who murdered Lauren, Dr. Bennett and your daughter, is also the father of your granddaughter. The parents of the man responsible for all of this are filing for custody of Hailey. I didn't know Eden, but she took care of herself and her baby girl even when the most horrible thing happened to her. She fought and she would want you to do the same for her daughter. Your granddaughter."

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MONDAY – 5:42 PM – MR. AND MRS. MORRISON'S RESIDENCE – DIAMOND HEAD

As the gate closed Danny looked once more behind him. He was relieved that they finally told them the truth, but somehow it didn't feel right. Maybe it was because they left two devastated people behind. Hopefully with time it would get better. Steve had stopped and waited for Danny to join him. He came up to Steve and they both walked back towards the Camaro. Placing his hand on his abdomen Danny sighed which resulted in a small moan. A dull ache had settled in his stomach, well it actually had been there the past 20 minutes.

Steve noticed the moan and wince. "This trip was the most exciting thing you did for the upcoming few weeks, you understand me?"

"You are even worse than an ankle monitor, you know that? Actually I would voluntarily take one because you are much worse than that thing," Danny joked trying to divert Steve's comment. "A monitor would just beep if I would leave my house, no but you, you'll give me a speech every time I come off the couch, won't you?"

Steve looked disapprovingly aside at his partner. "Are you comparing me with an ankle monitor?" he asked with narrowed eyes.

"No, not comparing. You are definitely worse, there's nothing to compare," Danny bantered back.

"I'm going to pretend you didn't say that." Steve rolled his eyes and his mouth curved into a smile. "We should get going; everyone is waiting for us at Side Street. I would say beers are on me tonight, but unfortunately you still can't drink," he teased. Steve had walked a few steps ahead when he noticed Danny had stopped. Turning around he observed Danny. A mix of confusion and recognition dawned on Danny's face. "You okay?" Steve asked concerned.

"No, wait a second." Danny stared at Steve with a deep frown. "Did you offer to pay for my beers another time? I mean, somehow it sounds familiar, like you said it before."

"Who? Me?" Steve smirked. "You all right?"

"Never mind, you would never say such a thing." Danny waggled his eyebrows and waved it off. He readjusted his button up shirt at the back of his pants. With a perplexed look still on Danny's face they started walking again.

Arriving at the Camaro Steve leaned on the rooftop with his forearms. "You might want to get that head of yours reexamined?" He signaled with his finger to his own head.

"No-no I do not wa..." Danny suddenly stopped and his face went blank. He locked eyes with Steve. "You did say such a thing, didn't you? You said it right as we got into my car… That Friday when we were at the bank downtown?" He sounded unconvinced.

"Nope, I did not." Steve pretended he didn't know what Danny was talking about.

"What, you think I'm making this up?" Danny raised his voice. "Let me guess, you're probably going to say it's some sort of reaction to dealing with the black hole that replaced the day of the explosion? Just so you could get away with buying those beers for me."

"No, of course not. I would never do such a thing," Steve said mildly sarcastic. "But yeah maybe it's more of a coping mechanism, you know?" He sounded amused.

"Oh excuse me, a coping mechanism! You might be right though. How could I possibly think that you offered me something so generous and unusual? I mean you never pay for anything." Danny snapped sharply, but teasingly.

Steve opened the door, but waited with one arm leaning on the open door and his other hand on the rooftop of the Camaro. He shook his head with disbelief and a broad smile appeared on his face. "You are one of a kind, Williams, let me tell you that."

"Why would you say that?" Danny straightened his back giving Steve a questioning, but judgmental glare.

"You know that there are 24 hours in that whole day you have been trying to recollect for the past several weeks, right?" Steve's eyes almost popped out of his head. "And out of the blue you're finally remembering things and you choose to remember the five minute argument, in which I offered to buy you a couple of beers. Now that you do remember, that's impressive, that's all I'm saying." He put both hands up in the air like he was giving up on it.

Danny's whole face lit up. "You owe me, partner."

"I do, buddy, I do!" Steve couldn't help himself other than to smile as well. It was a good sign that Danny recollected a piece of that day. "Come on let's get something to eat and hopefully Chin will pay for it."

- THE END -

Maybe I'll write a sequel one day... but for now this is definitely it. Been stretching it for long enough I think :) There are still plenty of options left, but not along with this plot. I mean if I wanted I could write a lot of stories based on the head trauma thing. That would only work with a new case or something like that, but I don't know if anybody would be interested to read any of that. Let me know if you are.

This is it for now :) Thank you for every thing! All the reviews, the favs and follows! Your words mean a lot to me! Mahalo!

I'm writing another story (not a sequel) at the moment. Give me some time to finish it though :) Little teaser;

It will be a coda on S04E14. Remember when Roy Parrish held Steve and Danny hostage inside the Camaro, after he escaped custody because he was wrongly convicted for murder? Parrish called Grace as leverage so she could hear her father die, if they weren't able to get him past the checkpoint and clear his name. YES? GOOD! Because this time, things will go a different way... not a death fic :)