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A/N: So I did the math and you guys are right waiting until May for them to get together is a long time. I know what I'm like though, so I know that I'm probably gonna post three times a week sometimes, when I get super excited about where we are in the plot line and when we reach certain milestones. And even though I wanted to hoard my chapters to make sure that I had enough to post twice a week for the whole of 2019, I figured I'm so far a head that for the next little while I'll post twice a week. So basically I will post twice a week until the 21st. The Christmas post should go up on the 25th, unless I'm super excited I post it on Christmas Eve. (Only 9 more reviews until we got a winner!) And then I will resume the twice a week updates as of January first. I think that's fair. Side note, the next two chapters are all one big massive part, no POV changes, just all Steve being stupid. But I wrote these two chapters to be funny, so hopefully they read like that :D I'll see you guys on Friday!

Chapter 44

They had found their first lead that didn't lead to Rowan or Wo Fat. A man named Markov who worked for the Russian mob. The kind of mutilation done to their vic was very similar, if not spot on, to that mob's M.O. He had chased the guy, jumped off a balcony and into a pool after him and then dragged him back to the Palace.

But the guy gave him nothing. And then Five-0 found him an alibi. So he was not their killer and they were back to their original theory. Wo Fat.

But thanks to the Russian mobster. They did get their vic's name. Roger Carson. And where he rented an apartment.

The apartment had been ransacked. So they were looking for something. And seeing as their vic got murdered they probably hadn't found it in the apartment.

They also found out that he rented a motel room not 36 hours before he was murdered. There they found his girlfriend. There she confirmed that the piece of skin removed from his arm was a tattoo he had just gotten.

This led them to a tattoo parlour. Where they tried to get a picture of the tattoo or the stencil the artist used before he properly tattooed Carson. And where they found out that Wo Fat had already been there, still dressed as a cop, and had taken the stencil. It was after that that Danny had finally conceded that in the absence of no one else to ask, Steve could go and ask Rowan… politely.

Steve was driving almost too calmly. He could tell, because Danny hadn't complained about his driving or the fact that he was driving Danny's car. Maybe he could get through this entire car ride without having Danny bitch at him about the car, his driving or Rowan.

"Okay, let me get this straight. This is Detective Williams's car, but Commander McGarrett does all the driving?" Savannah asked. She had demanded to come in the car with them because their camera guy couldn't keep up to them in their van. Now he was wishing that he hadn't had let her come because she just opened a whole can of worms.

"It's because I'm the better driver," Steve said before Danny could get on his tirade.

"He's a control freak," Danny said matter-of-factly. "That's why he drives."

Oh, Fuck him. He didn't need this right now. "And he's got issues with, uh, the truth," Steve said suddenly unable to speak.

Danny scoffed: "Okay. Why don't you tell her about the remote control thing you got?"

Oh for fucksake. What was he going on about now? "What remote control thing?"

"The thing where you come into my house, grab the clicker, and you gotta be in charge. You gotta pick which TV station we watch," he said as if he had no idea how Steve couldn't know what he was talking about.

"Okay. The way I was brought up. It's polite to let the guest choose what you're going to watch on TV," Steve explained.

"Okay, fair. What about having to be first through every single door? Or having the last word of every conversation? Or picking where I eat lunch every single day? You. Why? What does Emily Post have to say about that?" Danny asked. Steve almost punched him. What did he have a fucking list? And why did he have to list it off in front of Savannah and her camera?

Steve sighed. "You're indecisive. I can't help if it if you're indecisive."

"I am not. You're a control freak," Danny argued.

"Fine. Fine, Danny where do you wanna go to lunch today?" Steve asked.

"I'll go wherever you wanna go," Danny answered immediately and Steve rolled his eyes.

"There. You see. You see," he cried and then turned his eyes back on the road.

"And I still say that this is a bad idea," Danny said and Steve tried and failed to keep his lip from curling up into a sneer.

"Don't give me that look. It is. Okay. You going in there, all raw like this. When was the last time you even saw her, huh?"

About a month ago. "When we were at the hospital," he answered.

"And you want this to be the first time you see her since that incident?" Danny asked him. No, he didn't but he didn't have another choice.

"Come on, Steve. Me, Chin and Kono all went in and questioned her when she was in that hospital, she knows nothing," Danny reminded him but Steve shook his head. Rowan lied. Rowan withheld information. She kept secrets from him. She did it all with a smile on her face and innocence in her eyes. And that was months ago, all of that could have changed by now.

When he got to the bar he parked carefully and then Steve got out of the car and walked confidently up to the bar's door, only to falter right outside. Danny joined him standing at his side, shoulder to shoulder.

He too stared at the door before turning to Steve and saying: "Do you want me to go in instead?"

Steve lowered his eyes. He wanted to say yes, he didn't want to see her like this. Even if he was wearing his dark blue v-neck shirt, which was one of the shirts he had used to let her use as pjs. He had packed it away in his trunk a month ago as it was the last shirt that had her scent on it and he had wanted to preserve it. But after he had jumped into that pool this was the only clean and dry shirt he had to change into. He had preened before showing up, he wanted to look like he didn't try that hard to look good, and he was certain he had got that down.

"She's going to lie to you, Danny," he said.

"She's going to lie to you too," Danny shot back.

He turned to Danny and said: "If she lies to me at least I'll call her out on it."

Danny shrugged because he never really called her out on her lies, mainly because Rowan didn't really lie to him. She apparently only lied to Steve. He remembered the pictures of Rowan and Wo Fat and he let the anger flow free.

Steve slammed the door and stormed into the small bar where he could hear music playing. Getting into the club he could see that it was Rowan up on the stage, with Alex's band behind her, belting out one of his songs as if it were hers. Her arm was still in her sling, which worried him because the P.I. said she was going to physical therapy and she was getting back mobility. And his friends had just told him that that wasn't true. Why was he getting the wrong information?

And why was she singing this song? Wasn't Alex the lead singer?

Rowan stopped mid lyric when she spotted him and then she came to a complete standstill. The music clattered to a stop, the mic slipping out from between her fingers and hitting the floor. She looked ashen, like she might faint.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, she looked like she had seen a ghost. He knew it wasn't fair. He knew that she didn't want to see him that she wanted the chance to get over him. Appearing only a month after she told him to leave her alone seemed the pathetic move but this was work related… or so he kept telling himself.

"I need to talk to you," he said coming towards her, not liking that the camera crew was following them.

Rowan shot a glance at Savannah and the camera behind her. "What is this?" she asked pointing at her.

"Just pretend we're not here," Savanna ordered and Rowan's eyebrows shot up in surprise.

Rowan turned that glare back to Steve and groaned out his name. He shot a glance at the Savannah before turning back to her. "I can't do anything about it. The Governor decided that this was a good PR move."

Rowan bent down and picked up the mic before carefully putting it back on the stand. She suddenly broke out in loud laughter. It had been so long since he had heard it that he almost found himself smiling and laughing with her. "Oh God, you must hate that," she said to him. She then looked back to Savannah. "He's not a talker. The best way to get him going is to complain about his driving or his controlling nature. Oh! Have they had a cargument yet?"

"We do not have carguments," Danny and Steve snapped together as Savannah said: "Yes, we just witnessed one."

"Rowan," Steve growled and suddenly Rowan's eyes dropped away. Immediately he regretted it, they were almost to a place that could be considered back to normal and he had ruined it.

He heard the disappointment and sadness in her voice as she asked: "What do you want Steve?"

"Wo Fat's back on the island…"

"He never left," she answered immediately and then winced and groaned as she realized what she had said.

"How do you know that?" Steve asked her as Rowan busied herself with getting off the stage and walking away from him. He wanted her to tell him the truth. Please God don't let her lie to him. "Rowan. How do you know that?"

"I'm not saying it in front of a TV camera," she said. He didn't know why she didn't want to say it, it wasn't like it she had had a vision, he knew it was because he had pictures of him visiting her.

"Mmm, her visions," Danny murmured, he then turned to the Savannah and said: "She's psychic."

Both Rowan and Steve turned to him glaring at him as he just stood there staring back at them as if Rowan hadn't just said she wanted to say any of that in front of the camera crew.

"Thanks Danny," she snapped the words stained with sarcasm.

"Anytime, Ro," he shot back a smirk on his face.

"Look, I don't know where he is. We don't talk. I just had a feeling," she told Steve. Flat out lied to his face. "That's all. Are we done?"

"No, we're not done," Steve cried. "You're lying to me."

"I am not!" she cried.

"I know you've seen him Rowan. I have pictures!" he shouted pulling out the first picture the P.I. had given him and shoving it in her face.

It was the one of her and Wo Fat in her apartment through a window. They were clearly arguing. Rowan snatched the picture out of his hand.

"Where did you get this?" she cried. She then turned her shocked eyes back up to him. "Did you hire someone to follow me?"

"No, Rowan. I didn't," Steve lied, because if she could lie to him he could definitely lie to her. He had more to say but Rowan turned to Danny.

"Danny!" she whined and Danny raised his hands in surrender.

"No, I'm not a part of this!" he cried which just caused Rowan to groan at him. Steve ripped the picture out of her hand to get her attention back.

"This was taken by a surveillance detail. Alright? They were tracking him not you," he lied because he couldn't bear for her to know the truth.

"Really? Then why don't you ask your surveillance detail where he is?" she asked softly. Steve needed to deflect because he didn't have a good answer for that right now.

"This was taken three weeks ago. Right after you got out of the hospital." he said to her. "I need to know what he said to you."

"I wouldn't let him talk to me," Rowan said. "I kicked him out."

"And you expect me to believe that he just listened to you? That you told him to leave and he did as you said?" Steve asked.

"Yes, Steve, I do, because it's true," she replied she replied finally looking him in the eye. That moment was everything he had been wishing for and dreading since he realized he'd have to see her. The air sucked out the atmosphere. He lost the world. All he saw were those beautiful blue eyes. The eyes he wanted to wake up to, the eyes he wanted to look into as he leisurely kissed the brains out of his girlfriend. Fuck Rowan and her fucking wonderful eyes.

"And you haven't seen him again?" he asked.

"No," Rowan snapped.

"You sure?" Steve probed.

"YES!" Rowan cried.

Steve brought out a second photograph, the one of them in an alleyway and this time Rowan glared up at him. "That's it. You absolutely one hundred percent have someone following me!" she cried.

"No. I. Don't!" Steve growled, punctuating each word.

"DANNY!" Rowan screeched and Danny threw up his hands in frustration.

"OY! I do not want to be a part of this!" he cried.

Both Rowan and Steve glared at him though until he groaned loudly. "Okay, look, I can neither confirm nor deny whether or not Steve is stalking you himself or if he's got someone following you, okay?" he asked. He then added: "Bro's before hoes, babe!"

Rowan gasped as if he had insulted her. She then sighed and shrugged. "Why am I actin' upset? It makes complete sense."

"Thank you," Danny said and Rowan nodded to him. Like a bro nod. Like she got him.

"He's a deranged criminal, Rowan," Steve reminded her getting her attention back on him. "Why are you protecting someone who shot you?"

"You were shot by Wo Fat?" Savannah asked. "You're one of the main reasons that this is personal to Steve?"

"What?" Steve asked. Who had told her that?

"Well Detective Kelly mentioned that things with Wo Fat are personal. That he did things to make them personal. Like murdering your father and kidnapping someone close to you," Savannah explained. Steve scowled. Oh yes, he would be having words with Chin later.

"Yes, Rowan was the someone close that was kidnapped by him. During our attempt to rescue her Wo Fat shot her so Steve would deal with her and not chase him," Danny told her ignoring Steve.

"Danny!" Both Rowan and Steve snapped at the same time. Danny spread his arms open, the silent what gives? As if he didn't know that neither Steve nor Rowan wanted that on daytime television.

"So you spent a great deal of time with this villain," the Savannah said to Rowan before turning to Steve. "And you let him get away to take care of her? Who exactly is Rowan to you again?"

"I'm no one special," Rowan said to her. "Look. You can ask Alex. Wo Fat kept trying to explain to me and I kept ignoring him. The argument got so bad I pushed him out the window. I haven't seen him since. Simple. As for the Alleyway, he… he just keeps following me. That was me asking him to stop."

"Well we're going to have to corroborate that," he told her. "And Alex wasn't there for either of these situations, now was he?"

"Well no…" Rowan said, her eyes widening as he went to his to pull out his handcuffs. She gasped when she saw the silver in his hands.

"No," Rowan and Danny said together. But it was Rowan who said: "Don't you dare arrest me, Steven McGarrett."

She used his full name. Nothing chilled him more than seeing that look on her face and hearing her say his full name in that tone.

"Yes. Please don't," Danny added. "Steve. Let it go. She's not lying. I believe her. Let's go."

Steve stared at her, he didn't believe her. He knew she was lying. And he was livid that she was protecting Wo Fat. The man who took her from him. Who held her hostage. Who had eventually shot her. Why was she protecting Steve's arch nemesis? What was she getting out of it? Had he threatened her? Why wouldn't she let him help her? In a matter of seconds Steve was suddenly livid. Zero to one hundred real quick

Steve grabbed her good arm, hating that the electricity still flowed between them whenever he touched her. Rowan glared up at him, tears in her eyes. Fuck he made her cry. Fuck. Fuck Fuck. Stay strong McGarrett. He thought to himself, but he could feel the anger and guilt rising up his throat.

He leant in close to her, his mouth hot against her ear. She still smelled like roses and instantly his body reacted to being this close to her. Still he forced himself to stay angry, to hiss into her ear: "Well you wanted to get over me. This should help."

"One of my arms doesn't work, Steve, what are you going to do? Handcuff the cripple?" she snapped.

Good point. So, Steve just kept a hold of her good arm. He dragged her through the club and out to the Camaro. He opened the car door and softly put her inside. The TV Host jumped in the back from the other side the camera man followed her making the back crowded.

"Steve?" Rowan asked as he shut the door. Fuck Savannah just wouldn't quit.

"So tell us. How long have you known Commander McGarrett? There's a lot of tension between you two, what's that about?"

Rowan just stared at the woman as the questions fired out at her. Steve got in the driver's side and Rowan turned to him again. "Steve?" she asked her voice warbling. She wanted him to save her. She wanted him to step in. And usually he would have by now, but she wanted to get over him, she wanted to forget all about him. She he'd play the villain if that was what he needed.

"You spent time as Wo Fat's prisoner, I'd love the exclusive scoop on that. And while you're at it tell me about your psychic abilities," Savannah continued.

Rowan turned back to her, fear and shock on her face. It was becoming clear to her that Steve wasn't going to help her. There was nothing he could do but drive.

But Rowan wasn't going to just let this woman harass her. No. Rowan had to torment her and him. He got two feet away from the curb, he was almost fully on the street when Rowan just started screeching. One long high-pitched note, so loud, so high that he swore he saw the glass of the windshield trembling.

But what had Steve slamming on the breaks was because that screech was in the shape of his name. It broke his heart to hear his name coming from her in such a manner.

"Jezus," Danny cried. Though Steve wasn't sure if it was because of the screaming or the quickness of Steve's breaking.

Steve was out before anyone could say anything. He went over to the other side of the car, tugged open the door. "Out," he ordered. But neither the camera man nor Savannah moved. He caught sight of Rowan, her face stricken, the tears streaming down her face. She sobbed out his name again and that was it.

He lurched forward, he grabbed the camera man and threw him out of the car. He then grabbed Savannah and pulled her out, being sure to deposit her on the curb a bit more gently then he had the camera man.

"Wait! Commander McGarrett, what are we going to do? How are we going to get back?" she asked.

"Get a cab," he snapped slamming the door shut. He got back in the car and drove off. There was silence except for Rowan's sniffs.

After a sufficient enough silence Danny turned to him and said: "You realize the Governor is gonna kill you right?" he asked.

Steve said nothing, he merely shifted in his seat knowing it was true. From the back came a soft whisper of: "Thank you," from Rowan and that alone made it worth it.