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A/N: Kay guys, this is it. The last update before that AMAZING PART I was talking about. Okay, so it's not all that amazing, but it's the start of everything. I feel like I've said that before but I mean it this time. This is where everything will start to unravel. We're also only 12 more chapters away from the end. The end of a relationship I mean. And then all the cute things start happening. I'm so excited for that. For the miles of fluff I'm going to be writing from basically chapter 95 all the way through season 5. Are you guys excited? I swear it's going to make up for everything I just put you through. I PROMISE! Keep putting up with me. I'll see you guys again tomorrow.

P.S. What I mean, JP, is you tell me what week your birthday is and I'll do a marathon THAT week. Keep me posted.

Chapter 72

"Get out!" thundered at her from the reddened face of her boyfriend and she stumbled out of the room he was in and she rushed away.

Okay that had not gone well. She had tried to explain that while she knew the zombie guy was going to bite someone, she didn't know it was going to be Alex. That did not get a good response. She should have warned him, he told her, she should have cared more about him than Max who wasn't injured at all.

Alex was so mad about getting bit, about that I'm turning into a zombie scare that he hadn't seen reason. He blamed Rowan. For making them go to that screening, for going to Max instead of caring for him, for having a vision and not telling him about it.

She wasn't sure all of it was her fault though and it was kind of unfair of him to blame her like that. But she didn't want to make him worse so she aimlessly wandered around the hospital in her bloodied Ariel costume until she came across Chin.

"Oh hey!" he said pulling her in for a hug. "Zombie Ariel?"

"Regular Ariel, until Alex got his blood all over me," she answered hugging him back.

"And he was what? Zombie Eric?" he asked.

"Regular Prince Eric before zombie guy bit him," she answered. "What are you doing here?"

"Following up on a lead, what are you doing here? Why aren't you with Alex?" he countered.

"He kicked me out of his room," Rowan told him. "He's uh… he's mad at me."

"What for?" Chin asked, frowning at her. Rowan shrugged because she didn't want to tell him the truth. The Five-0's disliked him enough as is. Chin thought this over, looked at Rowan in her a light blue and black dress and her forlorn look on her face. "Do you… uh… do you want to come with me?"

"Where are you going?" she asked, already standing.

"Down to the morgue, to check on something," he said. "Uh, I gotta make a call to McGarrett, you gonna be okay if I do that?"

Rowan, who didn't like bodies and death, looked literally terrified at the mention of Steve, but she nodded to him. But she was following him silently, her shoulder right against his as they made their way to the elevator. Something was off, he just didn't know what it was.

"You not lying to me about Alex, right?" he asked staring at her as she looked straight ahead chewing her lips, a clear sign that she was nervous or overthinking something. Chin frowned at her, his anger growing in anticipation of what might have been done, what might be the real problem. "I'll go up there and make him wish is was a real zombie that bit him."

Rowan smiled at him. "Trust me. It's nothing to worry about. But thank you," she whispered.

As soon as they were off the elevator, Chin pulled out his phone and called McGarrett, waiting for him to pick up. As soon as he did Chin went off.

"Well we were off on the robbery angle," he said. "I checked Besner's credit card and bank accounts. Both untouched. But get this, his key card was used at the hospital at 10:21 p.m."

McGarrett was saying something on the other line but Chin was looking at Rowan. Rowan who had frozen in the spot, a strange sort of look on her face, one that he recognized. Rowan who was getting another flash. Except it was… stuck? It looked like she could feel it. She could feel it trying to come through but it wouldn't come. And it was hurting her.

"Are you okay?" he asked her, despite McGarrett being on the phone. Despite him not knowing that they were friends again. Despite not wanting McGarrett to know that he was with her. "What's wrong with you?"

Her head was killing her, her vision swimming, the world tilting around her, her chest tight. "I can't… I can't… breathe."

The phone clattered out of his hand. He didn't think to hang up, he didn't even think to put it in his pocket, he just dropped it and went to her.

"What's wrong, what's happening?" he asked, his hands touched her arms and that was it. That was that she needed. The second he made contact with her everything in her exploded. Literally, she felt the shockwave, energy so hot and strong it flung her back. The vision came in hot violent flashes filled with masks and headless bodies in cars and a monster in watery cave.

Her back slammed into a hard wall and for a while reality left her. But when she woke up she wasn't in the morgue. She wasn't at home. She wasn't in Alex's, or at Steve's. She was in the dark. She didn't like the dark. She didn't know where she was. But the shadows were moving. The water was dripping around her. And she was just too scared to move.

She reached for her phone but her purse wasn't with her. She had left it in Alex's room in her hastiness to get away from him and his temper tantrums. Okay. So, she didn't know where she was. She didn't have her phone, and it looked an awful lot like she was in some sewer.

She forced herself to stand, realizing she was on some sort of soft nest type thing. She took one step into… water? Rowan backed away. An indoor river or a sewage system, she didn't know and she didn't want to find out either.

"Okay. Okay, you can do this," she whispered and then carefully put her foot back into the water, where something promptly touched her ankle causing her to yelp and throw herself back. "Okay I can't do this."

She looked up and swore she saw a silhouette down the hall. But that could have been the lights playing tricks on her eyes right? She was just scared, and panicked and nope, nope it moved, it moved. SHE WAS NOT ALONE!

Her first instinct was to scream. Scream for Steve. But that was nonsense. Steve was nowhere near here and he wouldn't be looking for her eyes. Her second instinct was to scream for Wo, but he was in Colorado and his network couldn't help her in the sewers of hell. Not unless she had her phone, which she didn't, and even if she did it wouldn't have survived that forced trip through the void.

So, she settled with her third option: dumb white girl in a horror movie.

"Hello?" she called to the silhouette that had reappeared and watched it retreat hastily at the sound of her voice. "I'm sorry. I think… I think I'm lost…"

There was no answer. In fact, the silhouette had vanished. Rowan tucked her skirt around her and squatted down low. She needed a plan. Really, what she needed to do was woman up and walk through that nasty ass water. Something chittered nearby and she nearly jumped into the water to get away from it.

Rats. She hated rats. Not as bad as snakes, but rats were only cute and cuddly when they were pets. Not vile vermin who would easily chew your face off as their next meal.

Maybe she could just… wham!

Rowan screamed that time, she screamed Steve's name, long and loud she couldn't help it. She wasn't expecting something to just appear, let alone jump down from god knows where in front of her. To be honest it didn't look like much either. Just a skinny looking guy in a hoody with a whole lot of crazy in his eyes.

"I'm sorry," she whispered. Tears immediately coming to her eyes. "I… I got lost and… and I just want to go home."

"You came out of nowhere," the man said. His voice nasally and nothing more than a whisper. "You appeared in a great light. Like an angel. Are you an angel, an alien or a spy?"

Rowan just stared at him. She couldn't quite see him in the shadows, or through her tears but none of that sounded good to her. "I'm not… I'm not any of those things. I'm just a girl. I'm sorry I crashed your place, or whatever this is, but I just… I just want to go home… can you help me get out of here?"

"No. It's not safe out there," he said, his hands coming up to his head like it hurt him. "I have to protect you from them. From the voices. From the spies."

"Please, please, people will be looking for me," she whispered to him. "Just point in a direction and I'll show my way out."

"No. No. No one will look. I'll make sure of it. I'll make us safe from their eyes," he said sounding feverish or high. She just stared at him not sure what to say because clearly he wasn't listening to her.

And then he grabbed her.

H5O-H5O-H5O-H5O

Steve stormed into the Morgue where Chin was standing. He heard briefly what happened on the phone but it didn't answer any of the questions he had in his head.

"What happened?" he asked, as he practically bowled poor Chin over.

"Uh, our victim has no head," Chin said. "Besner took it off of her."

That was obviously not what he meant!

"WHAT HAPPENED TO ROWAN?!"

Danny appeared at this point, stepping between Steve and Chin and pushed him away. Danny turned to Chin. "In the interest of getting through this faster, please explain to Steven what happened before the vein in his head pops and we have to put him in one of these drawers."

"Uh… Rowan made this really weird face. Said she couldn't really breathe. I put a hand to her, got electrocuted really bad, so bad I got thrown back and when I got back up, she wasn't here," he told him.

Steven began to pace. He had a case. He had a case. A headless victim. This wasn't about Rowan. This wasn't about Rowan and how she made his chest constrict. She had disappeared. She had used the void. She had used the void to travel. Which she said she wouldn't do anymore, that she said couldn't do it anymore.

"You need to breathe, babe," Danny said to Steve which won him a dark glare. "And I don't mean that thing you do where you snort and flare your nostrils."

Steve stopped to glare at him. Hand on his hips, the fear he felt gripping every synapse of his body clearly on his face. "We'll trace her phone," Danny offered.

"You could, but I have it," Chin interjected.

Danny groaned. "Why do you have it?"

"She left it up in Alex's room…" Chin started but trailed off when Steve suddenly raised his hands and shook his head at them, like the words made no sense in his head. Alex? What the hell?

"Alex? What the fuck is Alex…. You know what? No. Just… just… start at the fucking beginning. Why was Rowan even here?" he asked. Chin glanced to Danny who was eyeing him too. The two had a conversation with their eyes before Steve sighed and growled: "She was involved. Wasn't she?"

"Not really," Danny answered.

"She… uh… she was at the scene of the attack," Chin admitted. "Alex is the second victim... uh… he was the guy who got bit."

Steve groaned. That's what they were hiding. They were hiding that Rowan had been a witness to the attack. That's why they had waited so long to call him.

"Okay. Fine. So why was she with you?"

"I went to check on Max and I found her outside of Alex's room. He had uh… kicked her out for some reason. And she looked so sad in her bloodied costume that I just… you know… offered to let her come with me," Chin said with a shrug. "I thought she needed to have her mind taken off of… you know… everything."

More questions came to his mind. Like why did Alex kick his girlfriend out of his hospital room? Why was Chin being so nice to her? Had his friends made up with Rowan and just not told him? They could have told him. He would have understood… sort of. Okay he didn't understand and he definitely didn't understand why they hadn't told him.

"Okay. So, she doesn't have her phone. We don't know where she went and we can't ever know because it's not like she left a trail," Danny said. "What about you? What do you feel? Any more chest pains?"

"No nothing," Steve answered.

"Well last time… last time this happened you could tell, right? You could tell that she was still you know… here," Danny remind him. "What do you feel this time? Has she left or is she still here?"

Steve thought about it. He felt anxious and afraid. Very, very anxious. He couldn't quite place it, but it didn't feel like it was all his own anxiousness. He felt like Rowan was in danger and very, very afraid, but he had no proof of that. Up until Danny had reminded him that he had felt something similar the last time she had been travelling he had just been assuming that all he was feeling came from him. But those feelings had been present as well when Wo Fat had taken her. So maybe… maybe what he was feeling was Rowan. Maybe he was somehow entuned to her.

"I feel afraid," Steve answered in a small voice. "She's here. She close, not sure how close, but wherever she is she's afraid. And that is making all of this so much worse for me."

Danny put his hands out again, his hands resting against Steve's chest in an attempt to calm him which was not working.

"Okay, listen to me. We don't know where she is. We have no way to track her but let's look at rowan's track record, okay?" Danny offered. "Steve, she always ends up tangled up in our cases. So I'm betting, nine times out of ten, if we continue to investigate she's going to pop up. Like she always does."

"But what if…"

"Yes, what if she doesn't? How's about this. If we don't find her by dinner time, case solved or not, me and you will get in the car and we'll follow that internal compass of yours until we find her," Danny said. "Fair?"

Steve didn't want to agree. He didn't. He wanted to go look for her now. But Danny was right. They had a case. They had a case and they didn't know where Rowan was and no straight leads either.

"Fine… yes… fine..." he said. "But we better find her. Cause if I have to feel like this until dinner you will not like my attitude."

"It should be easy. She's in a black and blue dress, her hair is curled and she has a matching black bow," Chin said. "If we put a BOLO out I'm sure someone will spot her in five minutes."

"Ah, so she did manage to convince Alex to do the Little Mermaid couple costume after all?" Danny asked. "Ariel and Eric right?"

"Yeah, they looked like zombie Little Mermaid when they checked in though," Chin answered a smile on his face. Steve's eyes darted between them, for a minute it looked like both of them had forgotten he was there.

"And you guys know that how?" Steve asked, his tone dry and angry. That brought them back to the present. They both turned to Steve and that time the look that was exchanged between them was a little shiftier looking but still neither of them said anything. So Steve growled but changed the subject because he couldn't handle this right now. "Okay. So what's our next lead?"

"I'm guessing its Lisa Mills," Chin said. "Our headless victim."

"Fine. Let's move," he ordered and then walked away. He needed to stay moving, he needed to keep this feeling under his skin from eating him alive.

H5O-H5O-H5O-H5O

Trevor had returned to Victoria defeated. He had dropped his bags in the doorway of his home and let out a deep sigh. This was where he belonged. In his swanky penthouse apartment with a bay view. Twenty minutes from the naval base. Five minutes from the bar scene where he could meet all the hot sailors he wanted. And a four-minute walk to the arena where he coached out of.

He'd feel better once he put the whole disastrous Hawaii Adventure out of his mind. He asked his friends not to talk ask about his trip or how things went with his father. Not that they were bad, because he and Trenton Pierce had never been closer. But Trevor wanted to forget that trip. He wanted to forget the sister he could have found and the Commander who kicked him out of Hawaii for a reason he still wasn't sure was true. McGarrett… the name and face would be burned into his memory forever and not because the man was gorgeous either… was hiding something. They had scared him, by asking those questions. Trevor was certain they had been on the right track, but McGarrett didn't want them to get there in the end.

It took almost two months to feel normal again. Two months to let go of the idea of the perfect sister that could have been his. Two months to have that burning resentment for the law enforcement asshat who had kicked him out of Hawaii simmer down.

That Halloween he had no plans. No party just sitting in his pent house, eating the candy cause he had no intention of handing it out and drinking his depression away. Drinking to forget how mad he was. When his door opened he should have been surprised because the door was locked, but he was too far into his pinot to care.

"If you're a robber I have nothing in the way of worldly goods. Just kill me and be done with it," he called.

"You're a disaster," came right back at him.

Ah. Sarah. It was only Sarah.

Sarah Isley was two years younger than him and she lived on the same street that he and his mom had moved to when his parents had split and people still thought he was going to go places in the figure skating world. She was his best friend, the only person he entrusted all of his secrets to, the only one who got away with treating him shitty and coincidentally she was the girl he used to test whether or not he was gay. He was, very much so. She had not taken that well, the fact that he used her as an experiment not the whole being gay thing, but their friendship had survived that hiccup.

She was the one person he trusted. The one who knew all about his family and his failures. She liked him for who he was and he liked her for who she was. A wild child who ran her mouth, said exactly what she wanted to say when she wanted to say it and got in more fights over other people's honour then she did over her own. She had this wonderful daughter, Evolet, who he was godfather to and he loved that girl more than life.

"Where's Ev?" he asked.

"With her father," Sarah answered. She was in his kitchen, probably helping herself to his food and his alcohol. Evolet's father had been in high school with them, he had been Trevor's age. The footballer had always been a complete and utter idiot and he followed the same pattern as a father, but at least he hadn't just cut and run. He attempted to be present for Evolet and that was all that really mattered in Trevor's eyes.

"What's going on with you, Trev?" she asked. "You've been in a funk since you got back from Hawaii. Did you fall for some hot Hawaiian piece of ass and now you're mourning the possible relationship you missed out on? Or do you just miss the sex?"

"Nope there was no guy," Trevor said. Not entirely true. McGarrett was a guy and the reason he was in this funk but there had been no romantic interest for him. And he didn't know how to tell Sarah about McGarrett without having to explain his dad's experiment and how he had briefly convinced himself to believe that he pulled his sister from a different reality to this one. "Just crippling disappointment."

"That experiment your dad was conducting didn't go well?" she asked. "Or is this because you missed Savannah Walker?"

The experiment had been a completely and colossal failure, mainly because it had been cut short before they could reach their findings. But the Savannah Walker thing, that was new. "Savannah Walker… she was in Hawaii?"

"Yeah, around the time you were," Sarah said. "She did this whole thing about this special Task force called Five-0, following around these hot cop guys who had special immunity and deal with terrorists. And the hottest guy, oh god, he had two girls. One was stunning and like his official girlfriend and the other was this like real life looking girl, like she was pretty but not like a blown-out model or anything. She looked just like any old regular joe, which gave me a sense of hope right, cause like… if a girl like that could get a guy like Steven McGarrett acting all crazy over her then there's hope for me, right? Anyway, even though she was completely nuts he was like completely strung out over her, you could tell."

"What are you talking about?" Trevor asked, his mind got stuck on the name. On Rowan. Because he had just spent all that time looking for a Rowan on Hawaii and now, on his favourite Talk show, there was a Rowan with a special task force and a guy named Steven McGarrett… like his Steve. But that was too much of a coincidence. Right?

"The girl on the talk show, the one that McGarrett was obsessed with. She looked normal but she was absolutely crazy. She got abducted by this criminal and was still on his side! Thought she was psychic and got visions and stuff," Sarah said.

"But you said Steven McGarrett, right?" Trevor asked his voice hollow. No, it couldn't be the same guy. Could it? He couldn't have bare faced lied to them about knowing a Rowan Pierce? He was a law enforcer. He couldn't be that corrupt, could he?

"Yeah. Steve McGarrett, I think his name was. Yeah, Steve and Rowan, or McRo as the internet calls them, not to be confused with McRoll" she answered. She pulled up a picture on her phone and showed it to him.

Trevor snatched it out of her hand because there she was. Rowan. Red and blonde hair, and a set of piercing Pierce blue eyes standing and glaring up at the same Steven McGarrett who had kicked him out of Hawaii. The same Steven McGarrett who had glared him down was glaring down at her like he knew her, like he was going to throttle the life out of her. But that didn't change anything because he was looking at his sister. The same face that had haunted him for months after that first initial experiment.

This was what Steven McGarrett was hiding. This was why he got kicked out of Hawaii, because Steven McGarrett didn't want him or his father to learn the truth, he didn't want them to find out that Rowan really was there, and was with him. Trevor still wasn't clear what the motives were, but McGarrett and Rowan being together was something he just couldn't let go of.

Trevor threw himself up and off of his couch, threw the phone back to Sarah and then rushed back to his room.

"What are you doing?" she cried.

"Sarah! Find me a flight to Toronto," he called as he dragged his suitcase out from under his bed. "I have to go see my dad."