A/N: I am not really happy at how this chapter turned out, especially it's length. But it was supposed to kind of summarize the whole story and it did. I hope. :D

Now, I don't know from where to start.

When I first published this story I didn't expect it to be noticed, really. And although it didn't become one, I am greatly grateful and thankful to everyone that read it. I am thankful for the 58 reviews, 25 followers and 13 favourites. Thank you!

Also, I want to add something about the end of this chapter. It is linked with the idea for the sequel, which I'll share with you at the bottom.

Now, enjoy this last last chapter of Aloha Wau Iā ʻOe .

Three months later

Steve woke up around 3:00 AM. Third night in a role. He tiptoed out of the room and went downstairs for a glass of water. It was refreshing, kind of. Or at least that's what he made himself think. He just needed something to trick his mind back to sleep.

He left his glass in the sink and went back in the bedroom. Catherine was waiting for him there.

"Did I wake you up?"

"Don't worry about it. Steve, what's going on?"

"I don't know. It's linked with Hassan's deportation, I think. I have a bad feeling about it."

"It's maximum security, Steve. And I'm pretty sure he's not the second Wo Fat."

"I know." Steve sighed and lied down more comfortably. "Let's just go back to sleep, okay?"

Catherine nodded and lied down as well. She placed her head on his shoulder and hugged him. He put his hand over her waist and buried his face in the pillow. It was going to be a sleepless night.

-H50-

Steve was slowly getting into his previous routine. Morning swims, not so strong coffee and some breakfast. Of course, he owned everything to Catherine. From the time she completely moved in his place, he was feeling better. She could even fill the gap the Governor left in him by closing 5-0.

After three long months Hawaii was still recovering from Hassan's doings. A monument was built on the place of Hilton Hawaiian Village, First Hawaiian Bank and in front of the police department, which was newly rebuilt. Tourists were still nowhere to be seen, though. Who would want to come here now? It was strange to see Hawaii, one of the most preferred tourist destinations, so empty. Some smaller hotels suffered great financial problems and the bigger ones were having their services cheaper.

Governor Ghal, who took this post for the next 4 years, gave speeches every month 'for the sake of everyone'. The last one was just two days ago. He announced that Hawaii was having an unbelievable progress and that soon everything was going to be okay.

To be honest, Steve hated that guy. He was nothing like Denning, not close to Jameson even. He wasn't sure what he hated about him. Maybe the fact that he treated 5-0 like nothing.

He entered the house, returning from his morning swim. Catherine was already down in the kitchen, making breakfast.

"I smell pancakes." He stood behind her and kissed her on the neck.

"I thought you needed something sweet to relax. And what's better than pancakes with chocolate?"

"The perfect woman that's doing them."

Catherine smiled and turned around just to meet Steve's lips. He pulled her in a tight hug.

"I have to go." He whispered in her ear.

"Isn't it too early?"

"I am meeting Danny before that." He broke the hug and gave her a goodbye kiss.

-H50-

Later this day Steve was pulling in front of his house. Hassan's deportation went fairly well. He didn't say a word but at least there were no problems. They were deporting him in a maximum security prison somewhere on the mainland. For security purposes they didn't tell Steve the location. After all he wasn't a cop anymore.

At the same time

Catherine was pacing nervously in the living room. She had noticed it earlier but hadn't checked. Seriously, she had no idea what to do. She didn't know how she felt about it or how would Steve react.

It was now or never.

She saw Steve's silhouette behind the front door.

"Hey." He greeted as he came in.

"Hey. What happened? Did it went well?"

"Better than I expected, definitely." He pulled Catherine closer to him. "Now where did we left?"

"Hm.." She smiled as Steve pulled her on the couch. "Look I need to tell you something."

A serious expression replaced his smile.

"Is something wrong?" He asked with a worried hint in his voice.

"It depends."

"Cath?" He looked in her eyes and took her hand. "Tell me."

"I'm pregnant."

The plan for the sequel is futuring the next generation McGarrett mostly. When he/she is already a young adult and has quite the obstacle to overcome. And my plan is to write the first chapters of it and see if it looks good. And if it does, well I'll post it.

I hope that you enjoyed this chapter, although it was short and late.

Thank you again and hopefully I will see you later!