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A/N: Are you guys ready for a chapter of cute stuff before we head straight into the drama of the next episodes? It's really not that bad compared to the other drama I've cooked up, I actually had a lot of fun writing out this episode so I'm hoping you guys like it too. From here on in, Steve and Rowan are together all the way until season 6, but we'll talk about that fuck up as we get close to it cause I wanted you guys to be prepared and not freak out when it happens. We had our 700th review, and seriously, I still can't believe we've hit that many, I mean really, I really can't. Thank you so much guys for your constant support I honestly appreciate you guys soooo much! And Alex Lover, please read the private message I sent you, you have a costume to pick! See you guys on Friday!
Chapter 121
Steve shut the door to house, threw the keys into the bowl and then accepted the projectile that had been launched at him.
Rowan landed easily in his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist, her lips finding his almost immediately. Steve had one arm around her waist and the other gripping the back of her neck, partially to keep her in place so her could drown in her kisses and partially because he just loved the feel of her hair running through his fingers.
He had gotten much better at this routine. Of catching the woman throwing herself at him as soon as he got in the door, so now instead of getting knocked down, he only wobbled a bit before settling into the embrace he started craving the second he left his house. It was this moment right here, feeling every inch of his woman against him, this was his favourite part of coming home.
He kissed her deeply, softly, and for as long as he thought he could handle it without throwing her down to the couch and just having his dirty way with her. When they came apart, he smiled warmly at her.
A part of him still couldn't believe that it had happened. That Rowan was his.
"Hey there Sailor," she whispered huskily, encouraging him to echo her. "How was work?"
"Mmmm, let's talk about your day first," he said because he had had a bad day. Rowan seemed to get that and immediately changed to topic. He let her slide off of him, and he made sure that she was on proper footing before letting her go.
"I put down the vocals for Bad Liar," she told him.
"Mm, yeah?"
"Uh-huh, and Pete's awfully keen to auction it off."
"Are you going to sell it?" he asked following Rowan into the kitchen. She opened up the oven and pulled out a plate she had wrapped in cellophane and then handed it to him.
That was the other thing he liked about having Rowan around. She always had a meal ready for him when he came home. It was a good thing he was still keeping up with his work out routines or he'd be getting pudgy.
He had expressed that to her once, but she had waved it off. Said she'd like him even if he didn't have abs, that the abs weren't her favourite part of him. He hadn't got her to admit what her favourite part of him was though, but he was working on it.
"I don't know yet," Rowan admitted, pulling up a chair across from him. "It's an awfully special song to me. I kind of want to keep it for myself."
Steve nodded. He understood that feeling. He wanted to keep Rowan all to himself as well.
"Enough about me, how was your day?"
"I had to deal with a prison break," Steve sighed. Rowan perked up immediately.
"Who got out of jail?"
She was hoping for Wo Fat, Steve could see that but if that asshole had gotten out of prison he would have been the first person to know.
"Ian Wright."
Rowan's expectant smile faded. She looked worried. "Oh… oh no… no… that's not… no something… why can't I remember…"
"Rowan, what are you talking about?"
"I don't remember," she whispered. Her fingers threading into her hair as she frantically tried to remember whatever it was she had forgotten. "I was dreaming about it before…"
"Before?"
"The Japan trip, the one you forced me on… right after you met Ian Wright, right?" she reminded him and he nodded. "Okay, well the main reason I wanted to intervene so much is because I was dreaming of something else… something he'd do later… and I wanted to stop him before…"
"Before what? What the hell does he do?"
"I don't… I don't remember Steve… I don't remember but it's bad," she whispered turning to him. He saw the pain in her eyes and he dropped his fork and left his seat. He wrapped her up in his arms and held her tightly so she knew that he was there, not just physically but emotionally for her.
"It's okay, we're going to… we're going to figure this out," he whispered pressing a kiss to her cheek. "You uh… you haven't been dreaming anything about Ian?"
Rowan shook her head. That was because Steve knew what Rowan had been dreaming as of late. Of Wo Fat exploding.
She had dreamed it every night for the last week. But Wo Fat was safely in prison. It hadn't helped that he hadn't picked up the phone since she had checked in after Afghanistan. He was mad, she said. So mad that he didn't want to talk to her. Steve sort of understood, he didn't know the amount that Wo Fat had spent on that rescue but Rowan said it was somewhere in the eight-figure range.
"You still haven't heard from him?" he asked.
Rowan shook her head. "I got a postcard from Colorado though," she admitted pulling it out of her pocket and showing it to him.
She had been worrying it, he could see the creases and the bent edges she had put into it. He looked at it carefully and then handed it back to her. "It's probably not from him."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because it wasn't sent from the prison," he said. "You can tell from the postmark. Regular US postage stamp, if it came from the prison it would have the prison's name on it."
Rowan blinked her eyes and then looked back to the postcard suddenly shaking in her hand. "Oh."
"Does that mean something to you?"
Rowan blinked her eyes at him, and Steve swore he could see the moment that she decided to lie to him. "No… uh… no it doesn't. And he still hasn't picked up his phone."
Ah so that's what they were going to be doing now. They were going to be hiding things from one another. Wonderful. Well if she wanted the topic changed, he wasn't going to press the situation.
"It could have been confiscated," Steve reminded her.
"After a year?" Rowan asked. "No, I think… I think something's wrong. But no one's contacted me and I'm his emergency contact, and no one's contacted you to tell you that he's escaped so… I unno, what do we do?
That was a lot to take in. Rowan being Wo Fat's emergency contact should not have surprised him… but it did. That was much more… intimate then he'd like to believe Rowan and Wo Fat were. But after Afghanistan he couldn't complain, now could he?
"I'll make some calls tomorrow… okay?" he asked and Rowan nodded again.
She let Steve finish the rest of the meal she saved him in peace before they retired to the couch to watch TV but really, they just ended up making out, which lead to them up to Steve's room.
This led to the third favourite thing about living with Rowan, and once they were done with the wild love making Steve got to take part in the fourth thing: Falling asleep with the woman he cared deeply about curled up next to him.
Even though she was hiding something from him, Steve fell asleep sated and content. He had everything he could ever wish for now, he had everything he'd need to be happy in life and there wasn't a single thing that could happen to take this feeling away.
H5O-H5O-H5O-H5O
Oh, Steve had been getting it from Danny today. It wasn't his fault, but Danny was blaming no one else but him. First their bad guy had shot their tires out and Steve had to rapid fire find them a new car to chase him in. His choice of car, a small little red clown car, as Danny called it, got nothing but criticism.
"Can you please, please try to keep two of the three wheels on the ground?!" Danny cried after Steve jumped a curb.
"How many times have I told you, you don't like the way I drive, then you can get out of the car."
"I would love to get out. There are no doors!" Danny cried.
Steve didn't have time for this, not with that truck blocking the way.
"Duck!"
"What?"
"DUCK!" Steve shouted and they did. Just as the car went under the truck taking out the back boards of the little cart they were driving. Conveniently right where their heads might have been if Steve hadn't got Danny to duck.
The cart came to a screeching halt in front of the car they were chasing forcing him to stop and Steve and Danny were off the cart, guns in hands forcing the guy out of the car.
Their robber raised his hands and Steve could see the piece he had concealed in his waistband.
"Don't even think about it. there's two ways this can go, in both you end up dead!" Steve said and that was enough to put the guy on his knees so they could arrest him.
"You know that doesn't make sense?" Danny asked softly and Steve rolled his eyes. Why did Danny have to ruin everything all the time? Why?
"But it sounded good, right?"
It did in Steve's head. Steve got the guy in handcuffs and then handed their serial bank robber over to Duke who was ready to take him and then noted that Kono's car was coming towards them. Oh good, he could get a regular ride back to the palace. He kind of couldn't wait to tell Rowan about this, he definitely wanted Danny to take a picture of him in the cart to prove to her it really happened.
He may even call her when he got back to the palace, instead of waiting to exchange stories when he got home that night. Maybe she could come over with lunch while he finished up paperwork. That would be fun right? He, his team and his girl all having lunch at the office. All his favourite things in one place.
But both Chin and Kono were wearing faces that made him worried.
"We've got a problem," Chin said.
"The prison got back to us. Wo Fat escaped… two days ago."
Steve thought back to last night. To the post card. To Rowan's evasive behaviour, and how she had started to hide something from him. He pulled out his phone and dialed her number.
"Oh that's funny, see, what I thought you just said is that Wo Fat escaped, which would be impossible because he's in a supermax in Colorado. And everybody know you can't escape from those places."
"Another myth bites the dust," Chin said with a shrug.
"How?" Danny cried.
Rowan's phone went to voicemail. "Hey, babe, can you call me when you get this, it's important," he said before hanging up. Before Chin could answer the question, Steve said: "He blew his way out, didn't he?"
"Yeah… how did you… how did you…?"
"Rowan's been dreaming about him in an explosion all week. How did he even get access to explosives?"
"He's been taking nitroglycerin for a heart condition induced by that helo crash trauma that he suffered last year. He was actually stashing most of the doses," Kono started.
"Which he cocktailed with paint thinner and fertilizer he picked up from the prison yard to make an ANFO bomb," Chin added.
"Strong enough to blow a hole in his cell wall," Kono finished.
"I wouldn't put it past him if he had help," Chin added but then he saw the look on Steve's face. "But not Rowan. I don't mean Rowan. She obviously had no idea that this was happening, because she's been trying to get a hold of him, and she asked you to check in at the prison for her. She wouldn't have done that if she was in on it."
Steve thought this over. He didn't think Rowan was in on it, but he knew, he knew that she knew something. He saw the looks on his friend's faces. "I know what you're thinking but… I think she knows something. She's not answering her phone, she knows I'm looking into things with him, so she's not going to answer any time soon and I need a location on her stat."
Kono and Chin exchanged looked but it was Danny who said: "How sure are you that she knows something? Hasn't he not been answering her calls for the last three days?"
"She got a blank postcard from Colorado, expedited, without the prison post stamp on it," Steve replied. "It meant something to her but she wouldn't tell me what it was."
"That could mean anything," Danny complained.
"Look. I need to figure this out as soon as possible. If he's here, she'll know. He'll get in touch, he always does. Now can one of you please, please give me a location on her so we can figure this out sooner rather than later?"
"I don't like this, boss," Kono said and Steve realized he'd have to tell them the real reason he was worried.
"Look, he doesn't like that I'm dating her. And he told me once that he had planned to send people to grab Rowan. If he comes back to the island it'll be for one of two things. To finish things with me, or to grab her. Maybe both. Get me a location on her. Now."
Steve stared into his friends faces. He willed them to see how worried he was, how all he wanted was to keep Rowan safe. And he prayed they'd give him the info that he wanted.
H5O-H5O-H5O-H5O
Rowan, with postcard in hand appeared at Kong Liang's door. She said nothing to Andre who tried to bar her entrance. She liked Andre, always had, but she didn't have time for this today, so when he put a hand out to ward her off, she hit him with a soft jab under his armpit that had him crumpled against the doorway and allowed her to walk by.
She stormed through the warehouse the look on her own face enough to keep anyone from else from stopping her. She slammed opened Kong's office door and then slammed it again behind her.
"Where is he?" she snapped.
Kong, who had been shocked to by the outburst stared at her with his mouth wide open.
"I'm… I'm sorry."
"Wo Fat. He hasn't answered my calls in three days. I just got a post card from Colorado without the prison mail stamp. It's our code. Send me a post card when you get out. Now where is he?"
Kong blinked his eyes. He looked at the postcard she had thrown down to his desk and sighed. "I told him not to send this to you."
"WHERE IS HE?!" Rowan shouted slamming her fists against a desk.
Kong jumped, he clearly hadn't expected that. He glared at her. "Your attitude will not be accepted. You can shout all you want but I don't work for you, I work for your brother…"
"And I'm dating the head of Five-0."
Kong stopped. He stared at her. As if he wasn't certain where to go from there.
"You've seen me in action, Kong. If you don't tell me what's going on, now, I will be forced to turn absolutely monstrous with you with whatever means I have available at my disposal… which includes Five-0."
She shot him a dark glare he hopefully realized was a serious look. But he didn't answer her. He merely picked up his phone, dialed a number and then handed it to her.
She listened to the ringing, her eyes narrowed in distrust at him. And then someone picked up.
"Why are you calling me now?"
That was Wo Fat. That was Wo Fat's voice she was listening to.
"I got your postcard."
There was a silence before she heard the soft chuckles.
"I was pretty clear that he not tell you, yet…"
"You escaped prison, and you told them not to tell me? But you sent me the postcard?"
"Well… you always said… when I get out, I was to send you a postcard… so… I did."
"But you didn't tell me. I've been calling you for three days."
"Left that phone behind when I got out," he answered and she almost heard his noncommittal shrug on the other line.
"But you didn't want to tell me," she said in a small voice.
"Rowan. You're dating Steven now. I didn't want to put you in a position where you would have to withhold information from him," he replied, what a nice thought. Except to Rowan it felt a little bit like he thought that she'd snitch on him.
"I thought you blew up. I kept dreaming about it and… I was worried…"
"You had a dream about me?" he asked sounding almost honoured. "Wow, you don't usually get them about me."
"Shut up, the point is, it happened, and I was worried, and I couldn't get a hold of you. And you don't trust me… no body trusts me."
"I wonder why," Kong snarled under his breath but other than shooting him a glare she ignored him.
"Steve is literally going to find out I'm out in seconds, if he hasn't found out already, and when he goes looking for me, who do you think he's going to ask first?" Wo Fat asked dryly. "Really, Rowan, think about it carefully, who is he going to ask?"
"Me."
"That's right. And I know you're trying to work on things with him so I left you out of it," he admitted when Rowan just stayed silent he added: "And I guess, I was a little worried that if he pressed you, you might give me up."
"That's fair."
"You're not mad?" he asked sounding a surprised.
"No. I just want you to tell me the truth."
"Alright. We gonna talk about truth? Don't lie to me. Did you threaten Kong?"
"Yes."
"Do I have to compensate him for your threats?"
Rowan glance over to Kong who was glaring up at her darkly. "Most likely."
"Put him back on the phone."
Rowan smiled warmly and then handed the phone back to Kong with a bright: "It's for you."
Sighing and rolling his eyes and he took the phone from her. "Your little brat is swiftly becoming a pain in my ass and she didn't even bring me sushi this time." Rowan smiled apologetically at him but he was still glaring at her. "I know she was worried but that doesn't… okay… yeah… that would be great… no problem…"
He hung up his phone and smiled smugly at her. "He's going to deal with compensation. You… get out."
"That's fair. Next time I'll bring sushi," she said but left before he could say anything else. When she got out of the office, she found Andre glaring at her and she apologized once more. But he still escorted her out of the building.
As soon as she got outside, she found she had bigger problems. Because, leaning on his truck parked right by her car, was Steve and he didn't look happy at all.