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A/N: I'm really glad you guys seemed okay with the upcoming plot developments in later seasons (if you missed what I'm talking about the spoilers are at the bottom of the last chapter), you know except for that one person who didn't like Tani and Junior getting OCs… is that cause you wanted them together? Honestly I contemplated that but I liked the OCs getting with them better. Is there anything you guys are really looking forward to? Other then Steve and Rowan finally getting together? Did you guys want more Rowan and Steve particular spoilers? If so shoot me a line and I'll consider putting them out.

Chapter 90

Chin had been sleeping when the screaming started. He bolted up at the first scream, but he got out of the bed when the screams stopped being just screams and instead took the shape of his name.

Rowan, who should have been in the guest room was already in the hallway, repeating his name over and over again as she rushed towards him. She reached him, his hands went to her shoulder to calm her down, while her fingers reached out and dug into his skin.

"What? What is it?" he cried. Her eyes were as wide as plates, the bandages were slipping over her brow again that meant having to rewrap her.

"You were dead! He said you were dead!" she cried. "You were in the back and you were bleeding and he shot you! HE SHOT YOU!"

"Who shot me?! Rowan… who shot me?!" he cried trying to shake her out of whatever vision had a hold of her this time.

"You can't go into ANY convenience stores, do you understand me?! None! EVER!" she cried.

Convenience store? Why did that sound so familiar? "Rowan… what the hell are you talking about? Rowan… come on… let's just… let's just…"

She took a few deep breaths and then blinked her eyes. "It was terrible," she said with a sniff. "There was blood everywhere, milk was on the floor and he kept saying: Lieutenant Kelly is down! And I just… I just panicked? Who does that? Who does that to their brother?"

"I don't have a brother…" Chin whispered but Rowan was rubbing her eyes and not paying attention.

"I unno… some guy named Gabriel… you called him your brother," she said.

Gabriel. Oh my god. She meant Gabriel, Malia's younger brother. But why the hell did she think that Gabriel was going to kill him? Gabriel wasn't even around anymore, he was a contractor on the mainland and he never came home. And didn't she say that he was dead? So how had he called Gabriel his brother?

"Okay, you know what… let's… uh… let's get you back in bed," he said. Since her head injury, since making up with Steve her visions had been getting a lot stronger and much more accurate. She hadn't seen Steve in days, which meant that her visions were probably getting weaker again, hence all the fuzzy details.

He had half guided her back to her own bed when she suddenly turned and asked: "Can I stay with you?"

He stopped and turned them around. "Course you can, kid," he said leading her back to his bed. He helped her get in, tucked her in and then went around to his own side of the bed. The last time this had happened Steve had found out and been super uncomfortable to work with for a full 24 hours until something else happened with Rowan that was more concerning at that time. Chin didn't even want to know what would happen if McGarrett found out that a) Rowan was living with him; and b) was climbing into his bed at every nightmare. Though to be fair, she'd climb into any bed after a nightmare, she just didn't want to be alone.

As he lay himself back down, her eyes were already closing. Tomorrow she'd go to the doctor, they'd check her head, they'd see if the bandages would come off and then her road to recovery would continue. Probably with more meds.

As he closed his own eyes, he one of Rowan's hands reach out and grab his, and he heard her softly whisper: "I won't let IA crucify you. Even if I have to stab one of them in the eye myself."

Now wasn't the most worrying sentence he ever heard drop out of her mouth? And he had heard some real zingers.

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A case came through and Chin could no longer take Rowan to the doctor's appointment. Steve was with Chin, Danny had Grace, and Catherine was still MIA after the breakup which left Kono. And Kono couldn't be happier to take Rowan to her doctor's appointment. It just meant that they would be getting to spend some quality time together to make up for all the time they had lost.

Kono sat beside Rowan who was scratching her bandages again, she immediately pulled Rowan's hands away and made the younger girl look at her. They had been sitting in that doctor's office waiting for the results back from her latest CAT scan for at least twenty minutes and she was learning all about the new technology in Rowan's life.

"So like… let me get this straight, you say a phrase into an app and it sends an assassin to you?" she asked. She didn't quite understand Rowan's new network, just that Wo Fat made it, it made Steve really uncomfortable when she talked about it and really angry when she used it, and it usually just backfired except when she was using it to take care of other people, like her and Adam.

"No, no, it's more like, when I'm in trouble I say my name and it opens the app to anyone near-by who's on it as an asset," she said. "They decide whether to help me. But I can also open the app and scroll through the options and… you know… if I happen to need an assassin I can call one to me. Though I haven't done that yet. I sent one to someone else, I haven't called one to me."

"Yeah, you sent an assassin to me and Adam," Kono snapped and Rowan nodded realization dawning on her as if she had forgotten that happened.

"Right. Yes, then I called twice," she said.

"What was the other call for?" Kono asked. "The sniper outside of the Palace during the NLM hostage situation?"

It was bad that Kono had to clarify which hostage situation in order for Rowan to know which one she was talking about. Rowan thought about the question carefully before finally answering.

"Naw, he didn't wait for my orders, shot without me telling him to," she said.

"Then what was the second call for?" Kono wondered aloud.

Rowan shrugged. A noncommittal shrug that Kono attributed to any question about Rowan's past or anything about her feelings for McGarrett or what was going on with him. Now it seemed it transferred over to Wo Fat and his wonder app.

"A rescue mission," she replied and Kono could tell that was all she was going to get at that time. Time to change the topic.

"Okay, so if I'm in the middle of a shootout and I call out: "I'm Rowan Peirce," the guys will stop shooting?" Kono asked.

Rowan shook her head again. "Nope, it only works with my voice."

"Okay, but what if I get a recording of you?" Kono quizzed.

Rowan actually thought about it. "Uhm… you know what, I don't know. I'd have to ask," she said and that just brought up more questions

"Ask who?"

"Kong," Rowan answered absently.

"Wait… Kong Liang?" Kono cried. "The hacker from our teen hacker hostage situation?"

Seriously why were there so many hostage situations in their lives?

Rowan turned to her with big tired blue eyes, clearly done with all of Kono's questions. "You were gone for way too long," she said. Kono smiled sadly at her and then wrapped her up in a hug.

"I know sistah, but I won't leave like that again," she said.

"You can you know," Rowan said. "Honestly. I'll be fine if you have to leave… just… you know… keep in better contact so we don't have to spend hours answering questions. Cause you've been back for a week and we're still not done."

Kono laughed. "Okay, okay, that's fair," Kono said. She cleared her throat as she thought how to phrase the next question. "Chin said you woke him up last night."

Rowan sighed and sunk into her chair. "He's gonna get shot. In cold blood. By his brother. Or his… Gabriel…"

Everything Rowan was saying after that disappeared. Kono didn't hear a single word of it. It was like her ears were ringing. There was only one Gabriel in Chin's life and that was his brother-in-law. Malia's brother.

"Gabriel Waincroft?" Kono asked in a hollow voice interrupting Rowan completely.

"Hmm? Oh… uh… honestly, I don't know. I haven't gotten a good grasp on this vision. It's all fuzzy and tinny. I can't get a clear picture and the words are all muffled. The only thing that's clear is: "Lieutenant Kelly is down!" and well… I only know one Lieutenant Kelly." Rowan said.

Kono sat back. But that wasn't the only Lieutenant Kelly that Kono knew. The doctor came back in the room, scans in hand and that ended their conversation.

"Alright, Miss. Pierce, it looks like we have a healthy brain on our hands," he said putting them up to the light box to see. Kono tried not to laugh but a snigger managed to escape her. She couldn't help it, she knew how Rowan thought, her brain wasn't anything even resembling healthy.

Rowan shot her a scowl and then stood up to look at her x-rays though Kono was certain she had no idea what she was looking at. "How healthy is healthy?" she asked.

"Well, the swelling has gone down, and it looks like the bone has grown back too, making your brain safe again," the doctor said circling places on the brain scans that just looked like smudge but there was Rowan beside him nodding along like she understood.

"So like… I can take the bandages off?" she asked to which the doctor nodded. "And I can start driving again?"

The doctor quickly flicked a pen in her face, it didn't hit her, but her reflexes were not ready, the hands that came up to block it were delayed by a good thirty seconds.

"That would be a no," he said.

"Aw come on! I wasn't ready!" Rowan cried. This time the doctor warned her and her reflexes were still thirty seconds delayed.

"Sorry sweetie, until your reflexes catch up, you're not driving," he said.

Rowan groaned again. "And how long is that gonna take?" she asked.

"Well… If you kept up with your exercises and your rehab, you'd be down to a 10 second delay," he said eyeing her over his glasses.

Rowan scowled at him. "Ain't nobody got time for that," she snapped heading back to Kono already unwrapping the gauze from her head.

Kono smile to the doctor for her. "Don't worry about it, we're on it," she said trying not to shake her head. Could Rowan get any more stubborn?

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This new head injury was going to be the death of him. Really. Rowan had called him practically screaming, no intelligible words in that mess of a phone call except for a single demand. Pick me up. He knew Rowan was freaking out about something, he just didn't think it was about… well… this…

"It's my car," she said for the millionth time. There was no point in reminding her that she never had a car in their universe. Because she was freaking out over this car. This old, light purple GTO that had rust peeking out from behind the custom color, with its cracked windshield and missing windows.

When he just stared at her and the car with a pained looked she sighed and explained further. "You don't get it. This is my car. My first ever car. To be fair it was my dad's car first, but this one, all lavender and shit. It was mine. And me and my dad, we'd go driving every Saturday. Go for burgers, fries and malt milkshakes and then drive down to the water and he'd tell me all about the secrets of the universe. Every Saturday. And this is it. This is the car I would have done all that in here, and I want it. Danny I want it so bad I can taste blood in my mouth."

That was one hell of a statement. So essentially this was like Steve's Marquis. The two of them were just a pair of walking daddy-issues hell-bent on making Danny's life miserable.

"How did you even find this?" he asked.

"Well… when they had me at the hospital for observation, they wouldn't let me sleep, which got me to thinking about my car and what happened to it if I'm not around to buy it," Rowan answered peeling herself off of the hood where she had laid herself down to hug it like it were a long lost relative. "And look, I finally found it! Can you imagine how happy I was to find it on the island? Did some searching, It was listed on a junk it website. Problem is, he's asking way too much for the condition it's in."

"What the hell is he asking?"

"The he, you're talking about is Emilio Cruz. And he's asking for 80 grand," he said. He looked her up and down and smiled. "Nice to see you lost the bandages. But being better ain't gonna get you a discount any more than being injured did."

Rowan turned a scowl on him while Danny choked on air beside her. 80 grand for this?! Was its frame made of gold? Also… she had been visiting here while she was injured? Fucking how? He, Chin and Kono had been on babysitting duty all hours of the damn day. Ever since she nearly set Chin's house on fire with a pizza she hadn't been alone. So how the hell had she managed this?

"And as I already said, in this condition it's not worth 50 grand. More like 45," Rowan said folding her arms over her chest.

Emilio with his webs of black ink spanning from his fingers up his arms and across his chest his coveralls were ripped and oily, his boots pristine though. The do-rag he had covering his probably bald head was unnecessary. He looked sketchy and that was a problem to Danny.

"This is a custom painted 1980 Charger, easily worth more than 80 grand," he said with a smug grin on his face.

"It's a 1968 GTO," Rowan growled. "Do you know anything about vintage cars?"

Emilio's smile was almost acidic, it could have melted the rust right off the car. "Then it's definitely worth a lot more than what you're trying to pay me," he said. Well Rowan should have just kept her mouth shut

"Alright, I think we can find a good deal for the little lady," Danny said stepping up.

Emilio turned to him his scowl dark, his large tattooed arms folded over her chest. "What? Did you bring that Haole to fight your battle for you? Fucking little blonde chipmunk of a man, get out of my face," he growled.

Oh, now that was uncalled for. Danny scoffed, he half pivoted, his hand going to the holster where he held his gun, but Rowan put a hand on his to stop him. "No need to call us names," she said. "I thought you might take me more seriously with someone else here."

"It didn't work, Chica," Emilio said.

Rowan just lifted her chin in a primly proud manner. "That's fine. I'll just find someone else more intimidating," she said and then turned on heel and marched away. Danny followed after her not sure whether he should be insulted or proud.

When he caught up to her he put an arm around her shoulder. "And to think you called me to be intimidating instead of Wo Fat," he said with a teasing grin.

"Oh, I tried him first, he didn't pick up. Actually… I haven't heard from him in a whole 24 hours," she admitted looking absently at the phone she had pulled out of her pocket. She sounded worried. Only that girl could be worried about a sociopath in solitary. Danny was just trying to not be offended that he was her second choice, hey she still picked him over McGarrett, that was something right? He could never tell Steve.

"I'm sure there's a good reason," Danny said as he delivered her into the passenger seat of his Camaro. He heard her absent yeah come back to him and he shook his head. Great, now he was going to have to deal with this too. Just fucking peachy.

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The phone rang once Danny had dropped her off at Chin's. A long-distance number she didn't recognize. She assumed it was Wo Fat with a new phone, but it wasn't.

"Is this Rowan Pierce?" the woman asked.

"Yes…" she answered hesitantly.

"My name is Nancy with the ADX Florence," the woman said and Rowan's heart stopped. Why was Wo Fat's prison calling her? "You're listed as Wo Fat's emergency contact."

She was? He was in a state of emergency? Well wasn't this a tables turned situation, if she ever saw one? Was this how he felt every time he got a call about Rowan? Was this how Steve felt?

"Yes. Is he… has something happened?" Rowan asked.

"He was attacked two nights ago…"

"Attacked? He's in solitary… how was he attacked?" Rowan thundered, cutting her off.

"We're unsure of the specifics… he hasn't been conscious since it happened," Nancy said to her and Rowan tried not to scowl. They were a prison. He was surrounded by cameras. How the hell could they not know what happened?

"Okay… well what do you know?" Rowan asked between grit teeth.

"The stab wound to his abdomen was minor, compared to the damage it could have done," Nancy told her and Rowan tried not to flip out. There was no world in which any kind of stab wound could be considered minor. She might as well be talking to Steve. "He has finally woken up and wants to talk to you."

Rowan tried not to groan. Why didn't they just open with that? "Okay, let me talk to him then," she said. Nancy said something about transferring her and then the line was ringing again.

"ADX Infirmary this is Kathy," someone said and Rowan tried to remain calm.

"Hi Kathy, uhm… I'm Rowan, I've been told that…"

"Yes… he hasn't stopped asking for you. He's been quite insistent that we get a hold of you," Kathy said.

"Is it… is it really bad?" Rowan asked, because if it was, she'd fly down to Colorado in a heartbeat. She wasn't sure how she was going to do that without a passport, but by god she'd find a way.

"No, I think he's just shaken up. The meds might be messing with him too," she said. "Just give me a minute. Wo… Wo… no… no… it's okay, it's just Kathy…"

She was speaking to him, he must have been startled by her. He was rarely startled. What the hell was happening to him?

"It's your sister, don't you want to talk to your sister?" Kathy said. Rowan paused… he had listed her as his sister? Well it made sense, they'd ask the relationship, what else could he have listed her as. There was the sudden sound of struggling and then Wo Fat was talking to her.

"Ro… Ro… listen… The Oyabun… Ro… the Oyabun… they'll come… they're looking… go to St… go to… McGarrett… you have to… they know, Ro… they think… the Oyabun…"

Gibberish it was all gibberish. But he sounded so frantic. "Okay," she said to him. "I'll go. I'll go to Steve right now. Are you… are you okay? Do you want me to come to Colorado?"

"No Ro. Ro run. Just run. Run from me. The Oyabun… you can't let them… go Ro. Go!" The line disconnected and Rowan started at her cell phone.

She got a lot from that conversation but there was one thing that stood out. Oyabun. That was the leader of the Yakuza, wasn't it? That meant that Yakuza did this to Wo, and judging by his response, judging by his panic, they had threatened her too. But the Oyabun was supposed to be Sato and yeah… she had kinda embarrassed him a few months ago but she didn't think that he'd… she said Wo Fat wasn't involved with that, Five-0 had made her and she had been clear that she wouldn't do it again.

Rowan had options at this point, but none of the options were going to fix the situation. Steve couldn't help Wo Fat, and if the Oyabun really wanted to get her, he probably wouldn't be able to help her either. Her app was probably compromised, Wo Fat was injured so… what was she going to do?

Rowan didn't call Steve like she said she was going to. Instead she pulled up the app and scrolled through the options. After finding the one she wanted she waited for the call to be put through.

When the line went live she said as clear as she could: "Tell the Oyabun that Rowan Pierce wants to make a deal."

And then waited.

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18 million.

That was the price to save them both.

18 million and they would be free.

Rowan had thought long and hard about where she would get that money. She had options. She could use the money Wo Fat had left her, she could probably use the gold bullion she had stolen from Cain, but she didn't want to. But then she remembered Chin and his case, and just how much money Gabriel was trying to get back. She knew Gabriel caused a lot of problems, both with IA and maybe shooting Chin? Well… maybe she could take him out of the picture.

So she came up with a plan, which involved being four steps in front of everyone. So once she had set everything up she made her way down to the bank, waited for the woman to go into the safety deposit box room and then waited for her to come out.

Rowan stepped in front of the woman as she left the teller. The woman, who was shaking, stared up at her surprised. Rowan tried to remain cool and calm, but there was a lot riding on this and her ability to run faster than the mad man outside AND Steve who she knew wasn't far behind. All when she had little to no endurance and hated running. She may have bitten off more than she could chew.

"Give me the bag," she ordered. The woman's eyes widened in horror but Rowan was ready for this. "No, no, don't worry. Five-0 they got your son. He's safe. Now it's our turn to save you."

The woman looked her up and down. Oh god, please believe her, please. "If you wait, if you count to thirty once I leave, you can go outside and Five-0 will be there. Look for the girl, her name is Kono she'll be able to take you to your son. Just please, I'll deal with Gabriel. Give me the bag."

Thankfully she did as she was told. She handed over the bag and before the woman could change her mind Rowan turned on heel and then walked out of the bank. She stopped on the stoop and then waited. As soon as Gabriel made eye contact with her she suddenly had doubts. But his eyes were on the bag now and there was no going back.

He got out of his car and smiled warmly at her. "I think you have something that belongs to me," he said.

Rowan just smiled brightly. "Nope," she said causing him to frown. "I think this bag and the money inside it belongs to me now. Whatcha gonna do about it… Gabriel?"

It was when she said his name that his face changed. Gone was the human façade she was now staring down a demon in human flesh. Behind him she saw Steve's blue truck pulling up. Shit. They were early.

Gabriel was inching out of the car, she caught sight of the pistol tucked away into his waistband. It was now or never. This was her only shot to help Wo Fat, to save him from the Yakuza.

So, Rowan bolted and prayed to god her stamina was still there.

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Gabriel was already halfway out of the car. His back was to them, his gaze intently set on someone else. Someone who had just come out of the bank, someone with a big black duffle bag. Someone with shockingly familiar features, and a mop of bright red hair.

"What the hell?" Steve breathed out but Chin already knew. Rowan. Rowan and her visions. Though how she got this one was beyond him they hadn't seen her all day, and Chin knew first hand that her visions only came in dreams now or if she was touching one of them.

They couldn't hear what Rowan and Gabriel were saying, Steve hadn't moved either too afraid to startle them and cause trouble for Rowan. They stood there watching, each holding their breath and in one second Rowan and Gabriel were in the middle of a stand-off and the next Rowan had bolted. Sprinting down the street, bag in tow, Gabriel sprinting after her. Pistol in hand, he slid to a stop and raised it, leveling it with Rowan's retreating back.

Chin heard Steve's bark of no! intertwined with his own cry of his brother in law's name. The distraction worked, the shot went wide missing Rowan completely. He turned, clocked Five-0, each of them with their guns drawn heading for him and then he ran, chasing after Rowan just as she ducked down an alleyway.

Rowan had saved him from so much. She put up with tireless nights from dreams and visions that she didn't ask for and turned them into case breaking clues for Five-0. She had braved a prison riot to save him, she had taken on a serial killer and cracked the back of her head open for him. The least he could do was save her from Gabriel. He sprinted forward, gun back in the holster so he could move faster. He somehow got to the alley before Steve did, moving through the shadows in time to hear a door close. He followed the sound, followed the sound of heavy footsteps pounding after lighter ones.

But Rowan and Gabriel made it to the roof before he did. When he neared the top he heard a gunshot. Panic hit him because Rowan didn't have the gun, Gabriel did. He burst out. Ready to shoot. Praying to any god that he wasn't late to rescue Rowan like he had been for Malia.

And then froze. Because he literally had no idea what he was witnessing at that moment.