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A/N: Alright I'm posting early cause I'm so excited. I finished writing the ONE SHOT! Now I'm just waiting until I get to post it. Guys, I've had nothing but inspiration… but not for the chapter I'm writing. Don't get me wrong, I know exactly where Chapter 70 is supposed to go. I just can't seem to get it flowing. Also I have never had so much fun writing a bonus chapter. I hope you guys like these one shots as much as I loved writing them. So I have a small request. Can you guys hit me with even more inspiration? For the episode where Steve has Joanie for the first time and the following two after that? I'd love to get some more ideas cause I'm not sure if I like mine. SIDE QUESTION, and I need everyone to answer. I'm about to write Steve and Rowan's first sex scene (not taking place in chapter 70 but will be taking place a few chapters later). How graphic do you want me to get guys? I need to know what level of smut you guys wanna read. – P.S. Guest who got triggered, this is another chapter that's gonna trigger you BE PREPARED.

Chapter 48

A week after Wo Fat was put in prison Steve was still watching and waiting. He waited to see if his mother would visit the jailbird. Waited to see if Rowan would make another attempt to see him. But all was quiet. Almost too quiet.

The P.I. had not turned up anything new on Rowan, he had given up getting info on his mother. None of the Five-0s would tell him anything about Rowan. The only thing he knew was that she had been applying for jobs and going to interviews. She went to the hospital. She went to Alex's practices and gigs. She and Alex were still having a lot of sex.

That was all.

He had told Catherine and the Five-0s that he'd cancel the P.I. trailing Rowan. He told Catherine that he didn't see Rowan anymore. He told himself that he didn't care that Rowan would rather associate with a Nurse who flirted with everything and Steve's nemesis who had tried to kill her. But he was lying. He was lying to himself. He was lying to everyone, and it was scary how easily he did so. He was much like his mother that way.

But all that waiting had paid off. He got the call that someone had come to visit Wo Fat. She was immediately detained and brought to the Warden's office. Steve, though on a case, had already told the Warden that he was coming to get her. Warden Grier, who hadn't told Steve who he had apprehended, had simply told him to take his time, they were enjoying their cupcakes and tea.

So that told him who had been caught trying to visit Wo Fat.

Still Steve rushed away from the Iolani Palace even though there was a missing child's case he was on, to go get Rowan before she convinced the Warden to let her visit a dangerous criminal.

When he got in the room Rowan was sitting in a chair, her arm still in a sling, her other hand holding a paper cup no doubt filled with tea. Her blue eyes met his and he forgot to be angry. All he felt was that intense longing that consumed him whenever she was nearby.

And then he reminded himself why she had come here in the first place and the anger came back to him.

"Thank you for taking care of this," he said to Warden Grier. "You can keep the cupcakes."

"Oh… wait… you're supposed to share. I bought enough for the guards on the solitary floor," she said.

"How do you know how many guards are on that floor?" Steve asked hands on his hips as he glared down at her.

Rowan carefully took her eyes off of him and put the paper cup down on the Warden's desk. "You told me not to tell you about my visions," she answered quietly.

"I thought you said you wouldn't have visions if you weren't around me anymore," he reminded her. To be fair she had seen him quite a lot since she asked him to not be in her life anymore. So maybe that was why she was still having visions.

"Oh, it wasn't about you, it was about Wo," she said primly.

Or that could be why.

She smiled up to him as if this were a social call. As if he hadn't been called down to a prison because against his direct orders she was trying to visit the man who had kidnapped her and eventually shot her.

"Are you going to drive me home?" she asked.

"No," he answered before he could change his mind.

"Oh…" she said, sounding so disappointed he almost told her he would. "Could you drive me home? Alex is working and I'd rather not take the bus again."

"I'm not taking you home Rowan," he said to her more sternly. "What did I tell you I was going to do if I caught you trying to visit him again?"

Rowan scoffed. "You wouldn't actually…" she started and then trailed off when she saw the handcuffs in his hands.

She stood so quickly the chair toppled over. She backed away from him. "No. Don't you dare."

"Rowan I was very clear…" he growled.

"On what charges? What could you possibly be arresting me for?" she asked. He took a step forward and she danced around the Warden's desk, moving behind his chair as he watched them with curious eyes and ate one of the cupcakes she had left.

"For Association!" he told her.

"You can't arrest me for that! It's not a crime!" she cried. She tried to run but Steve wasn't having it. He vaulted over the desk, his hands catching both her shoulders and pushing her against the wall. It took some maneuvering but he managed to get her arm out of the sling so he could press it behind her back but after the handcuffs clicked he felt sick to his stomach.

He didn't want to do this. He didn't want this to be how they were. He wanted to take the handcuffs off of her and beg her for forgiveness. But he needed to be strong. He needed her to understand that she couldn't keep doing this.

He pulled her away from the wall, put her in front of him, ready to push her out of the office, but Rowan wasn't letting him have it. She just dropped. Steve nearly tripped over her.

"Rowan. Don't make me add resisting arrest to the charges," he groaned down to her.

"I'm not resisting I'm protesting," she argued.

Steve groaned his eyes rolling heavenward as he tried to reign in his anger. He stooped down and picked her up, throwing her over one of his shoulders. Damn she was still way too light, had she not put on the weight from the void travelling?

"Steve, put me down," she ordered but he kept walking. "Steve. I'm serious. Put me down. This is undignified!"

But Steve wouldn't listen to her. He was going to carry her out and put her in the back of the Camaro he had borrowed from Danny. He'd leave her in lock up for a few hours and then let her go. He shouldn't have taken as much pleasure as he did from having her on his shoulder, from feeling her against him. And he definitely shouldn't have enjoyed the way she squealed his name when he ignored her and continued to walk. But Rowan made him pathetic and he did. Oh god, he did.

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Rowan was angry. Steve couldn't dictate who she saw. Steve couldn't dictate whether or not she was allowed to visiting someone in prison. Except he had. Because she wasn't allowed to visit Wo Fat anymore. And on top of that he had actually arrested her, even when he had no actual charges to press.

On Commander McGarrett's strictest of orders. Rowan Pierce was not allowed to visit Wo Fat in prison. Both the Warden and Steve had been very clear that morning. And with Steve actually following through with the whole arrest threat she knew she couldn't just go back. He'd just arrest her again and Kono couldn't keep letting her out as soon as Steve's back was turned. She needed an actual game plan. She needed a get out of jail free card.

Well she was not taking that lying down. No, siree. She was going to show Steve. Which was why she had gone straight to the Governor's office and demanded a meeting with him right after Kono had let her out of holding against Steve's wishes. A meeting that she said was of the utmost importance. And yet it was going on three hours and he still hadn't called her in.

Well. Rowan had had enough of this.

She waited until his Admin Assistant was busy on the phone before she quickly got up out of her seat and made a mad dash for his door. The Admin Assistant didn't even notice until she was half through closing the door behind her. By then it was too late for her to stop her. Rowan turned with a bright smile to where Governor Dennings was sitting, phone to his ear and a grim glare on his face.

Rowan took a seat in front of his desk and then just stared at him. A leisurely smile on her face as she waited patiently for him to be done his call. Once he was finished and he hung up the phone he pinned Rowan with a stern glare.

"Can I help you Miss. Pierce?" he asked, his tone clearly unhappy.

Rowan nodded. "I believe you can," she said quickly. "Commander McGarrett has forbidden me from visiting Wo Fat…"

"Yes, no one is allowed to visit him without McGarrett's permission. So if he has told you that you can't see Wo Fat then I believe he has made a wise decision," Dennings said. "Though I am curious. Why do you wish to see him after everything that happened?"

Rowan wasn't quite prepared for that question, mainly because she wasn't sure. She didn't know how to explain what was going on with her. How Wo Fat made her feel like she was at home. Not like home with Steve but like home with her family. But she didn't know how to say that without sounding crazy.

"Because he's changing," she told him. "When he's with me he's someone new. He's almost human. Like… maybe he just needs to be around a positive influence and you could maybe reform him."

Dennings stared at her his eyebrow cocked in surprise. "Reform him? Do you know what he's capable of?"

Rowan glanced down to the arm she still had in a sling and then back up to him. Was that a serious question. "Yes, I'm aware. But I'm telling you. He's different with me. Really. It's like a plant right? It needs, water, sun and the right environment to grow. Well he gets all of that from me! If he loses me he's gonna go back to his dastardly ways, I just know it. But maybe… maybe I can get him to stop. He could be of great use to you, you know. I'm sure we could find something for him to do."

Dennings continued to stare at her as he drank in her words. "Really? You think that man can be reformed?"

"I don't know. Maybe. Will you just come see," she pleaded. "Please. Let me just show you the difference."

Dennings seemed to regard her for a moment before he quickly began typing into his laptop. "You know, Rowan, I wouldn't believe you if I hadn't already seen it," he told her and Rowan felt her eyebrows draw together in confusion. He had? How? "Sam, compiled a few videos for me to watch. Would you like to see the one I found the most interesting?"

Rowan nodded and he turned the computer around. She was looking at herself sitting on Wo Fat's hospital bed, his head on her shoulder. He was out of it. He had just gotten a shot of morphine and he was in the process of falling asleep.

"Kay, so we're just going to watch one movie," she had said.

"I'm too tired," Wo Fat had slurred.

"It's your favourite," she had urged, nudging him slightly.

Wo Fat had groaned. "If you make me watch Little Mermaid one more time I cannot be held responsible for what happens to you."

"It's not The Little Mermaid," she had said with an eye roll. "Trust me you'll like this. We'll just watch the one song, your favourite one."

She was fiddling with the laptop on her lap, getting something ready to go. Rowan already knew what it was she was getting ready to play and what he was going to say next.

"Rowan, if I have listen to Kiss the Girl one more time, I'll break out of my handcuffs and smother you myself," he had growled. He was always more violent and threaten-ie when he was on morphine and tired.

"I already told you it's not The Little Mermaid," she had snapped as she tried to suppress her smile. "And in this state I could totally over power you so bring it!"

Wo Fat had merely grumbled into her shoulder and then she played the song. It was, in fact, his favourite. Shiver My Timbers, the opening song from Muppet's Treasure Island. Wo Fat had immediately broken out into a large smile, he picked his head up off of his shoulder and just stared at her all happy, because it really was his favourite song.

"See, I told you to trust me," she had said to him.

"I already do," he had answered sincerely. She knew that he had said it because the morphine had taken control and he didn't have a filter. She had never pressed him to confirm if it were true when he was sober. She had just understood that he trusted her and that was a big deal for a sociopath who was used to bossing people around and hadn't trusted anyone since Doris McGarrett.

The video ended and Rowan fidgeted in her seat. She hadn't realized that her S.W.A.T. boys had taken videos. She hadn't realized that Sam would collect proof of… she didn't even know what… to send to the Governor. But now that she knew that he had video evidence of Wo Fat being a nice person what was he going to do with that information?

"This is a strange predicament, Rowan, and I'd probably be more concerned if I didn't already know how strange you are," he said to her. Rowan had no choice but to concede because it was true. It was a strange situation she was in and she was pretty strange herself. It wasn't like she could argue. "I'm going to ask you a simple question. I want you to answer it as truthfully as you can."

He waited for her to nod before asking the next question: "I don't think this is all about him being nicer when he's with you. I think you're comfortable with him, I think he's filling a McGarrett filled space in your life right now. I don't pretend to know what's going on between you two, but I'd be stupid not to notice that you two seem to have become at odds with one another all of a sudden. Is it possible that you might be suffering from Stockholm Syndrome? Or that you might be trying to replace Steven McGarrett with him?"

Rowan lowered her eyes. She wasn't sure she knew the answer to that question. Maybe on some level that was true. "I don't know," she whispered but it was true. She didn't know what was happening to her right now.

"Alright, fair," he said to her lounging back in his chair. "Alright. How about we make a deal, hmm?"

Rowan raised her eyes up again. He wanted to make a deal?

"I think what we need to do is see where this goes. You're right, he acts strangely with you, almost as if he had regular human emotions. His interest in you is something we can definitely exploit. So what I'm going to do is let you continue visiting him. But if I don't see any progress I will revoke your visiting privileges, are we clear?" he offered.

Rowan was about to say yes, she was about to agree when he suddenly added: "And I'm going to pay to have you see a shrink. I want to make sure you're… you know… okay. That there's nothing lingering."

Rowan stared at him. She really thought about what he was offering. Maybe she did need help. Maybe this was what they both needed.

"Fine. Deal," she said offering her hand to shake. "But you gotta stop Steve from arresting me every time I visit him."

"McGarrett arrested you for visiting him?" Dennings echoed. "What charges could he possibly have arrested you on?"

"Uhm… he said Guilt by Association," she said.

"He can't arrest you for that," Dennings growled.

"I'm aware, but he also has means and immunity… so…" she trailed off.

"I will take care of Commander McGarrett. You take care of your pet sociopath," he said. "I'll call the Warden and tell him of our deal. You may go."

Rowan smiled to him, the kind of smile Wo Fat had called her devious smile. She had gotten her way. There was nothing Steve could do now. She had won. Rowan Pierce had won.

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Rowan had not come.

Really what was he expecting? Yes Rowan was resourceful. Yes Rowan was determined to see him. But this was a prison and he was in extra-maximum-solitary security. There wasn't just one man she could bribe to get access to him, but a whole slew of guards at different doors. Steve was very clear that he would keep her from him so it made sense that she hadn't been able to get into the prison, all the way down to the hole they were keeping him in.

But he missed her. And he had sort of hoped that if anyone could find their way down to him, it would be her. But just like everyone else in his young life, Rowan had let him down. Not purposely, of course, but still disappointing.

The doors opened and Wo Fat turned, surprised. It wasn't time for food or his medicine, and it wasn't like they were allowing him to have yard time so he wasn't sure why the door was opening. The guard came in, keys in his hands. He unlocked the door to his cell, and Wo Fat backed away. What kind of trick was this? They were never supposed to let him out, that was the point. So what was happening?

"Hey there!" Rowan said popping out from behind him and Wo Fat nearly jumped. He stared at her as if she were a ghost, as if he were hallucinating, and maybe he was. What had they put in his food?

"Rowan?" he asked.

"Hell yeah!" she cried coming into his cell and hugging him immediately. "Who else is going to come visit you?"

She turned to the guard who was in the process of locking the door behind her. "Thanks Brian!" she said waving at him.

The man shook his head like he thought she were nothing more than a vapid airhead and Wo Fat scowled. She was obviously very smart to have found a way to visit him here. But before he could even sneer at the guard leaving the room Rowan had slapped him, hard.

Wo Fat cried out in pain and stared down at her in horror as he put his hand to his right cheek. Luckily it wasn't his bandaged cheek.

"Fuck Rowan! Why the hell did you do that?" he asked.

"That's for shooting me," she said primly. Wo Fat glared at her rubbing his cheek before he realized something.

She had slapped him and now his right cheek was in pain. She had slapped him and now she was smiling at him in that expectant manner as if expecting him to catch onto something.

"Did you just slap me with your left hand?"

Rowan nodded happily. "Oh my god! You slapped me with your left hand! You can move it now?" he cried.

"Yeah, I've got limited mobility. I can wiggle my fingers and can kind of move it now, but if I save my energy I can make one big gesture," she told him. "Uh… could you actually help me get it back in the sling?"

Wo Fat started, jumping forward to help her get her arm back in the sling. His smile couldn't be wiped off of his face. He just couldn't believe she was here. That she was finally getting better.

"So who did you bribe to get access to me?" he asked.

"No one. But Steve did get to the Warden before I could. He arrested me yesterday, eh?" she said.

Wo Fat froze and stared at her trying to gauge if she were joking or not. By the look on her face she wasn't. "Did you hug him? I told you to hug him."

"I didn't get a chance," she said quickly. "So obviously, I couldn't bribe my way in here, or sneak in. And Steve's orders are absolute after all, as he only has to answer to God and the Governor. So… obviously I had no choice but to go about his head. So I went to the Governor."

"The Governor?" he echoed.

"Well it's not like I could get God's permission, now could I?" she asked as if it were perfectly normal for someone to go into the Governor's office and demand access to a convicted criminal in maximum security solitary.

"But he agreed? You got the Governor to agree?" he asked.

"Yeah we made a deal," she said illusively. She was moving over to his cot. She sat down and immediately went into her purse to pull out her laptop. Did the prison have Wi-Fi? How were they going to watch Netflix?

"Another baking deal?" he asked. She was like a dealer when it came to her baked goods. He was surprised she didn't want to open a bakery or something

"Something like that," she said. It didn't really answer his question and it made him nervous that she was refusing to answer him. But she was here, and if she didn't want to tell him it meant she had given up something precious and it was upsetting her. So he figured he'd wait for her to tell him, not push it, and if it was something bad, he'd get it back for her.

But he wouldn't worry about that until it became a problem. Wo Fat was just going to sit down beside her, put his head on her shoulder and be glad she was still there with him.