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A/N: This is it, the end of season 4. It's all one large chapter of drama and Rowan antics, 14 pages long to make up for our short one from Wednesday. After this we go to the 10 filler chapters from before, AJ's special character will be appearing in chapter 130 (I think). They're all going to be super cute, I hope you like them. As for this chapter, a lot is going to happen and a character we haven't seen in the flesh for a while is going to be appearing. As always, don't forget to tell me what you think!

P.S. AlexLover, I didn't get the PM but I got your costume choice. Let me know if you change your mind.

Chapter 122

The way Steve was staring at her, it made her heart sink down to her stomach. It was like he thought she personally broke her brother out of prison. Like he thought she was murdering people. Like he thought she was a monster.

He had said nothing to her, outside of the order to get into his truck, and then they were driving. She already knew he was heading back to the palace. Which meant her car was staying at Kong's until further notice.

"You didn't answer your phone when I called," Steve whispered.

"Yeah, I was in a meeting, sorry," she told him, when he wouldn't look at her, not even out of the corner of his eyes, instead his eyes kept on the road she added: "I was going to call you back when I was done."

"How long have you known that he escaped?"

Wow, just right out there. Nor foreplay just straight to the problem? Okay, well he knew about all of that then. Rowan lowered her eyes to her lap. "I had my suspicions last night, but Kong just confirmed it for me."

"You knew last night?"

"As soon as you said that it hadn't come from the prison… I put it together. It was an inside joke of ours. Every time something happened, he'd say he'd break out of prison to deal with it and I'd say send me a postcard when you get out and… well…"

"He sent you a postcard," Steve said with a sigh of understanding.

"I know why you're here," she whispered. "I don't know where he is. Honestly. I don't."

"I have a hard time believing that Rowan. I really do."

"I know. I know and I'm sorry," she whispered. "But it's true. I just… I thought that… after everything you might…"

Steve glanced to her almost surprised. "I… It'll be hard, but… okay. I'll trust you, with this. Just once. But Rowan, if you're lying to me, tell me now, because if I find out you're lying again to protect him I'll never trust you again."

He pinned her with a dark glare as they waited for the light to change back to green. He must have expected this to be hard, but for Rowan this was a no brainer.

"Cross my heart and hoped to die. I literally just talked to him but he didn't tell me where he was. Said he didn't want to put me in a bad position with you."

"Oh, how considerate of him," Steve growled. "Look… I'm… I'm going to need your phone, okay?"

Rowan held her breath. "But I… I mean…"

"He called you right? On your phone?"

"No, from one of Kong's," she replied. "It was just a burner…"

"Okay, well I'd still like to monitor your phone for when he does call you."

"Can't I just tell you when he calls?"

"No, because I won't be able to trace it, now will I?"

Rowan hung her head. She and Steve had been doing so well before this. They were having fun, they were barely arguing. Why, why did Wo Fat have to break out of prison and ruin things?

"Could we maybe… keep me out of it?"

The truck pulled up to the Palace and Steve put it in park before turning to her. "Rowan… you're the only person…"

"But I don't want to be in the middle," she cried. "Please don't put me in the middle again!"

"Put you in the middle?"

"You do this, you always do this. Me or Wo Fat, and if I choose Wo Fat, I like him more than you. You're smart. You're determined. You have caught him more than once, without my assistance. You can do it again. Just please, please don't ask me to choose, because I know you're going to start up with that, if you liked me better bullshit again."

Steve stared at her like she had wounded him. He looked fully horrified that those words had come out of her mouth. He bowed his own head before raising it again. "Alright. Deal. But you can't tell him what our efforts to capture him will be, alright. If I'm not using you to find him, he can't use you to evade me, you got it? That means you can't warn him if I'm closing in."

"Okay… but… counter offer here," she said quickly despite the frown on his face. "I tell you guys nothing about each other, but I warn you if he's going to do something to you or the team and I warn him if you're coming in hot or something… does that sound fair? Cause… like… I'd very much like to keep both of you out of a deadly shoot out you know? Cause he's not gonna go down easy, he never does and…"

Steve cut her off by taking her hand, he was probably about to tell her something about how Wo Fat couldn't get him, but he had before, just like Steve had gotten Wo Fat before, but in a blinding static white suddenly she couldn't hear Steve talking. She heard someone else.

It's ghost money.

"Whoa, Ro, you okay?" he asked shaking her lightly. The vision let go and she stared up at him with empty eyes trying to focus on reality again.

"What's ghost money?"

"Ghost money?" "Yeah, what is it?" "It's funds that don't exist, the government uses it to fund black ops… why are you?"

"I unno… I think… I think that you're gonna…"

"A case?" he echoed and she nodded. He took that in but didn't let go of her hair. "Okay, well not important right now, so uh, before we were so rudely interrupted by that transmission, I was going to say that that was fair, but if you could maybe warn him… when I'm not right in front of you? Like… wait for me to leave…"

Rowan leant in to kiss him and Steve stumbled to a stop a devilish grin on his face. "Of course, baby."

"Yeah, okay, that's okay, uh… your car's back at…" "Kong's yeah." "Okay… uh… I could have Kono drop you off…" "Naw, Kong will probably get one of his guys driving it back here. You should go Steve, you have a case."

"I don't have it yet," he whispered leaning in closer to her, leaning in for a deeper kiss than the kisses they had been pressing to each other as they tried to talk. A kiss that was interrupted by his phone ringing. They both stared at his phone from the cupholder under the dash it was residing in but Rowan turned back to Steve first, knowing full well that he was going to feel guilty about leaving her.

"It's okay. I'll see you tonight. Don't get shot."

"I never do," he said as he left the truck which was not true at all. He kissed her cheek as she got out, before rushing off. Rowan watched him go, smiling at the man she called hers. She then looked back to her phone, at the number that had just texted her.

The app just went down. Stay with McGarrett until we get it back up. Don't know what the play is but someone's trying to isolate you.

Well that didn't bode well, now did it?

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Grover was distraught. Past distraught. He had been forced to do things, terrible things to appease Ian Wright who had his daughter. He hadn't wanted to get Five-0 involved and then he had to because that's who Ian wanted him to steal the money from. Problem was, the money they were supposed to be transporting wasn't there. Steve had managed to talk Ian down, he promised to get Ian his money and they had found the truck the FBI spook Novak had used to transport the money he took but the money wasn't there either.

Grover couldn't take it. He just couldn't. He needed that money, he needed it to get Samantha back. He needed to stop thinking about what Ian could be doing to her, he just wanted his little girl back. That's all.

When he couldn't handle it anymore, he left. He saw the look McGarrett gave him as he walked away, a wide-eyed look because Steve couldn't handle emotions. He hid himself behind the Camaro to cry, to let it out, because he was running out of time and he was running out of options. He didn't know what to do but he knew he would never survive losing his daughter, not his baby girl.

There was the sound of footsteps and Grover struggled to reel himself in. Danny clapped a hand to his shoulder and then sat himself down beside Grover.

"Listen to me," Danny said softly. "A few years ago, this guy I thought I knew, he took my daughter. And you know, I remember back then thinking I got two choices now. I could shut down and start mourning my daughter, or I could do anything and everything it took to run over whatever stood in my way to get my daughter back."

"I can't stop thinking about her. I can't stop thinking about what she must be going through."

Danny nodded, he understood that kind of feeling, Grover could see it on his face. He let Grove wallow a little bit more before saying: "Right now, you need to put that on hold. If you wanna see Samantha, you stay focused on ending this son of a bitch, you understand?"

"Yeah," he said even to him it sounded noncommittal.

"Okay, and might I add, when I was going through this, I had Steve, and yes, that was helpful, he was there, he helped me or tried to. But you, you have something more than Steve, and me and Five-0 standing beside you. You have someone else, someone who will literally do anything to protect the people she cares about which includes hiring hit men apparently."

Rowan-gram

That's what Danny meant. Danny wanted him to call Rowan and ask her to hire out a Rowan-gram to deal with the situation.

"I unno if I should… with her and McGarrett… I don't want to rock the boat now that they're settled."

"Wo Fat blew that boat out of the water the second he blew up his prison cell and escaped." Danny said. "Trust me. Give her a call, see what she says. She's already partly involved, she knew about the ghost money before we got the call, it stands to reason she'll eventually learn about this on her own. Better to get her involved on our terms while we can keep track of her."

Danny stood up, leaving him there to think it over and as soon as he was gone, Grover pulled out his phone. He didn't really want to call for a favour, but Danny was right about one thing, if anyone could fix this situation in a hot minute, it was that girl.

So, Grover took a chance.

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They were talking about plans, talking about Novak who stole the money they needed to save Grover's daughter and what he had done and where he would go. They were working hard, on over time, the only person not involved was Rowan because Steve knew what she'd do and he didn't want her app involved in this.

They had been so absorbed they hadn't noticed the guard approaching them until he was speaking to them.

"Commander, he said you were expecting him," the guard said and then Ian appeared behind him. Visitor badge and all.

WHAT THE SHIT?! That fucking cheeky little prick.

All guns were drawn but it was Grover who grabbed him with a come here, you son of a bitch, and threw him against the wall.

"Where the hell is my daughter?"

"Are you asking me if she's alive or where she is? Because you know I'm not gonna tell you that."

Oh, wrong thing to say, even Steve knew that. Don't poke the bear, kid, he longed to say but he was also kind of interested in seeing Grover strangle Ian with his own bare hands.

Steve got in between them because he had to, because killing him wouldn't help them get Samantha back.

"Hey, hey, hey, Samantha's alive, Lou, she's the only leverage he's got."

"That's why he's the boss," Ian said with a smile. Steve got Grover to let go, got him to take a few steps back then Steve punched Ian Wright as hard as he could in the stomach.

"Get up," he ordered after letting Ian collapse to the ground and cough out his pain.

"Oh, you still got it," Ian said between coughs and wheezed and Steve forced him up.

"What are you doing here?"

"You guys like the Beatles?" he asked. What the hell was wrong with this kid. "I do. My dad turned me on to them. Kind of primitive for my generation, but they got some good tunes."

"What's that got to do with anything?"

"John, Paul, George, Ringo. Arguably the best rock band in rock 'n' roll history. Kind of like you guys. You're the best cops in the world. Five-0. But with the Beatles there was this guy, the power behind the throne, Brian Epstein, who by all accounts was the fifth Beatle that's who I am today. I'm your Brian Epstein."

"Yeah, I don't think so. That would imply that you have brains… which you don't."

Ian turned and then yelped, practically throwing himself into Steve's arms for protection. Steve straightened he didn't know how he didn't feel it before, but behind Ian was Rowan. Staring up at him with an expression he had never seen before, but it filled his veins with an ice cold shock of fear. It was a fiery glare that clearly said: how dare you.

"Why is he here?" she asked in a strange voice he didn't recognize. Her eyes turned on them, they were cold and appraising. "What has he done? He's done something hasn't he? I can't remember what it was but it's bad and it made me angry." She then turned on Ian. "The last time you made me angry I put you in jail, I wonder what I'll do this time."

Yeah, he needed her not to be angry. Not with Wo Fat in the wind and fully capable to make more than a little bit of trouble. Steve brushed Ian off of him, and put a hand out to her to get ice-cold attention off of Ian. "Hey babe… uh… why are you here?"

Ian perked up immediately. "Oh, you two finally banging?" he asked, all it took was one look from Rowan and Ian's smile faded and his eyes lowered to the ground. He even mumbled a fucking apology to her. Rowan turned back to Steve as if nothing had even happened, as if she hadn't just mollified a psychopath with a single glare.

"Grover called… he said he needed me for something. I was waiting for you guys but then I got hungry and went to get something from the vending machine. What the hell is going on?"

Steve turned on Grover. "You called Rowan? Do you know what she'll do?!"

"Well I was here anyway…"

"What? Why?"

"There was a bit of a situation and I was told to come here for safety reasons," she said and then waved it off like that was nothing. "Seriously though, what am I going to do? What was I called for? What the hell is happening?"

Ian was not having any of this though because before anyone could answer Rowan's question he practically shouted: "I know where my money is."

Rowan just rolled her eyes at him. She pinned him with a dry glare. "What a coincidence," Rowan growled. "So do I." When he just glared at her clearly not believing her, she added: "Makuakane Ice. Now they don't need you. What's going to stop them from shooting you?"

"And how would you know? Your brother's on the run and your app is down."

It was? Was that the situation she was having? The knowledge of that didn't seem to worry her either. Rowan merely cocked an eyebrow at him. "So, it was you who took my app down." She then started to laugh at him which clearly made Ian very, very nervous. "Ooooooohhhhh… when I tell Kong he's gonna kill you! Do you have any idea how mad he is right now? He's going to terrible things to you, kid."

And that must have been the tipping point because Ian was officially done with them. "I don't have time for this, and neither do you. I suggest you people figure it out and get me my money," he snapped and tried to walk away.

When none of them moved, Rowan asked: "What is he holding against you?" in a very low and dangerous tone

Though it happened in a flash Steve saw it all go down in slow motion. He watched Rowan clock all of their faces, but I was when she looked at Grover that the realization dawned on her face, those glassy void-vision eyes. He watched her turn, watched her storm after Ian who had not gotten far, he watch as she grabbed the back of Ian's collar and practically ripped him off of his feet. Ian went down hard and then Rowan was on top of him, not holding him down but hovering over top of him in a crouched position. Much like a crouched tiger getting ready to pounce.

"You have something that belongs to me. Didn't anyone every tell you never to involve the kids?" she growled. Her eyes that light ice blue Steve recognized as her sociopathic eyes. Those eyes must have even scared Ian, because he didn't even try to get away from her.

"You can get them all twisted up but I'm not playing your game. You get me? So, let me make this perfectly clear to you. I am going to give you two hours. Two. Two hours to give that girl back."

"Or what?" he growled putting on a false bravado.

"I'll have them kill you." Ian just stared at her and the glittering toothy grin spread on her face. "App or no app, I can have you destroyed. Do you understand me? You don't think there are plans in place for something like this, ways for me to get a hold of people if I don't have access to the app? One call and bye-bye Ian. No pay-day. No future. Just pain. Pain and suffering. Death will be a sweet release. You'll beg to swallow that bullet and I'm going to make sure they start by breaking each and every fucking bone in your hands."

Ian looked properly horrified. Rowan stood up and backed away. "You have an hour and fifty-eight minutes left. Ian. Tick. Tock."

Ian practically sprinted away from him. Steve swore, crossing to Rowan who was watching him leave. "God… Rowan…"

Those eyes turned back to him, those pools of liquid ice, freezing him into place. This was the Ice Queen. This was what had terrified Jerry, Chin and Tony Gibson. "Threaten the children and you deal with the monster," she growled. "I wasn't lying before. I know where the money is. It's with the Makuakane family."

Steve tugged her to him, letting her arms wrap around his chest as she added: "Figured you'd need proof, ask Toast to run a key search with Novak and those people you'll find emails, that's how Ian got the info."

Chin stepped up. "The Makuakane's are a local Samoan cartel run by Inoke Makuakane. Heavy in the ice trade. Everyone in his crew gets his wings in California, which is the equivalent of SEAL training for gangbangers."

"So that's how Novak's going to get him and the money off the island, using their smuggling infrastructure."

"Yeah, the problem is, they've been on the radar for years, but no one's been able to touch them," Kono told them. Yes, that would be a problem.

"Doesn't matter, we gotta look at the angles," Steve said before turning back to Rowan. "You guys get me a game plan I'm gonna talk with Rowan."

Rowan sighed but followed him into his office. He needed to know what was going on with her. As soon as the door shut, he pulled her into an embrace. He wanted nothing more than to hold her. This situation, with Grover and his kid, he couldn't help but wonder how far he'd go if the roles were reversed. He'd probably work with Wo Fat to get her back and that's how far he'd go.

"Your app went down?"

"Well now I know that Ian did it, but yes, I was told the app went down after our talk this morning."

"What does it mean though," he asked. "Is it going to go back up?"

"They're working on it I think."

"And you were told to stay here?"

"No, he said to stay with you, because he figured if the app went down it was so I wouldn't be able to call for help. So, he wanted me to stay with you cause he figured I'd be safer with you."

"He?" "Wo Fat." "Whoa, wait, what? Okay, so firstly… you said you weren't in contact with him…" "I wasn't at the time, I told you the message came in after you and I spoke…" "Okay, fine, I'll give you that one, but he really said that? I mean really? He said to come to me?"

"Sure did, I can show you the text message."

Steve couldn't help but smile. So much for Wo Fat not thinking he could take care of Rowan. He must've thought so if he was telling her to stay with him when he thought she might be in danger. But there was still one problem.

"But I've been out on a case all day, why didn't you call me?"

Rowan pinned him with a knowing look. "Cause you had a case."

Something in Steve's chest constricted. She hadn't called him because she thought his case was more important? What if someone had stormed the palace to get her? He wouldn't have been there to help her, to save her. "Babe… you should have called me I would have come straight back."

"Then it's a good thing I didn't cause Grover needs you," Rowan said. Steve couldn't help but smile at her. It always amazed him how quickly she went to bat for his friends, granted they were her friends too, but it still amazed him and warmed his heart. And slightly scared him, cause she should really put herself first.

Kono stuck her head in the office and called them out. But she didn't start talking until Steve was beside her. "They've got ten-foot walls, CCTV cameras, guards, the place is a fortress."

"And I've gone up against this family before, if we go in hot it'll get bloody," Chin added.

"You're not doing it alone," Rowan interrupted before Grover could say anything. "Steve lives for this kind of mission. So, save that it's my problem, it's my daughter stuff."

Steve smiled to Rowan who was still nestled neatly to his side. "She has a point," he whispered before turning to Grover and saying: "The only way we do this is together."

Steve saw the relief on Grover's face briefly before the reality crashed down on him again. "So how do we get in?"

"Fake bomb," Rowan said and Steve paused. He looked down to her, saw her smile and he knew that she had said that for a reason and a plan was already forming in his mind.

"Did that help?"

Yes, it did. He nodded quickly, told the others to suit up and then pulled Rowan in for a strong hug and a deep kiss. "Thanks babe," he said. Pressing a kiss to her temple. "Just uh… please don't do anything. Wait for us to find the money, if we don't get it… you do what you gotta do. And uh… can you stay here?"

Rowan smiled at him. "Don't worry Steve. I was obviously bluffing, I can't do anything with my app down."

Steve wasn't sure that all of what she said was true but he knew she was telling some truth. He believed her when she said she had lied to Ian, he just didn't know what she had lied about. But he didn't have time to argue about that right now. But he couldn't help but notice, as they team was getting ready to leave. Rowan… Rowan was on her phone. That glittering dangerous smile on her face again.

Steve knew Wo Fat wouldn't just leave her like that if the app went down though. He just really hoped that Rowan didn't have an assassin on speed dial.

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Ian slammed the door shut and Samantha watched him as he locked everything and then went about walking around the house and checking out the windows.

Except that wouldn't help, because someone had already gotten in while Ian was out. He hadn't spoken to her or acknowledged her or anything. He just got himself into the house, and then sat down and waited with gun in hand. Watching the front door quietly and unwaveringly.

It was the clicking of the gun that alerted Ian to the other person in the living room with him. Other than her who was in the dog cage.

Ian turned.

"Whoa!"

He put his hands up. The man who broke in stood slowly, gun in his hand never once wavering. It was one of those guns you'd see an assassin carry in the movies, with this longer than normal barrel that she figured was probably a silencer. But that wasn't the scariest things about him. It was the injury, the burn that spanned half of his face down his neck and under his tight-fitting grey shirt, and the way it made that glare on his face look so much worse.

"Whoa! Two hours… she said… I still have an hour left!" he cried.

The man smiled and it was worse than the frown.

"She lied."

And then he pulled the trigger. Ian went down immediately. Half of that handsome face that had lulled her into a false sense of security missing now and Samantha started screaming. At that the man returned to the cage, shot the lock off the door and then opened it for her.

But though the door was open Samantha refused to move, even when he crouched down and offered her a hand.

"Don't mind the face. I'm not as scary as I look," he assured her. She turned to where Ian's body lay motionless a lake of blood forming around him. The man clocked her gaze and frowned. "Alright, maybe I am."

He carefully put the gun away, tucking it into the waist of his jeans and then offered her the hand again.

"Let's try this again, shall we? I'm your Rowan-gram."

Rowan. Like Aunt Ro? She had heard her dad talking about her, about the things she did, Samantha had never met her before but her dad had said that Rowan rescued people and helped Five-0 all the time and she was friends with her dad. Maybe her dad had asked Rowan to help?

"Do you know what a Rowan-gram is?"

Samantha shook her head. "Okay, we'll… it means that Rowan… Rowan Pierce she sometimes helps your dad out at work…" "She's dating that McGarrett guy…" "—Don't remind me," he growled. "Yeah, that's her. She sent me to come get you. And now I'm going to get you out of here and somewhere safe."

"How do I know you really know her? And you're not just saying that…"

He pulled out a phone and then pulled up a picture. It was of her and him… before whatever accident ruined half his face, she was dressed up in this really pretty dress and looking at the camera and he was fiddling with the cuffs of his nice black suit and looking at her with narrowed eyes of distrust.

They were too close for that to be a coincidence. She could trust him… hopefully.

She put her hand into his but no sooner did she do that did he tug her close and say: "Not everything's for free though… there is something I'll want you to do…"

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The fake bomb had worked. They got their money, Ian was willing to trade. They had driven out to Hikina Ranch Airstrip out of Waimanalo where all this started in the first place. But they had been waiting too long. They had the money, Ian was supposed to be there. Granted they hadn't been able to get a hold of Ian to tell him they got the money, but Samantha's phone had texted them and told them where to go.

Why was this taking so long?

"It's hard to believe that this guy's just running late," Danny said. Steve knew what he was thinking. That Rowan had done something, but she wouldn't, and if she did, they would have heard about it by now. Besides, Grover was nervous, as is, why was Danny making things worse with his pessimism.

"Hundred mil on the table, he'll show," Steve replied curtly.

Grover had edged away from them, and Steve got it, he was panicking. Just so long as he didn't fully freak out, they'd be okay.

But his phone rang and Grover practically tore his uniform apart trying to get at his phone. He answered it and Steve tried not to listen but Grover was just saying things like yeah, and okay, and really? Something had happened, something must have happened, but was it a good thing or a bad thing?

When Grover turned Steve couldn't read his face and he too began to worry. He didn't want this to have gone sideways, he would never forgive himself if he hadn't been quick enough to save Grover's daughter.

"Samantha just walked into an H.P.D. precinct and she said that Ian Wright is dead."

And that was all Grover needed to say about that.

They raced back to the Palace, Grover practically sprinting before them to get to Samantha. When Steve got in there, he could see that Rowan was standing back with the officer who brought Samantha to them as Grover hugged his daughter tightly.

Steve counted to twenty, letting them have their moment before he cleared his throat and got Grover's attention.

"Okay, Samantha. I'm going to need you to be a big girl. I need you to tell us what happened," he said to her in a soft voice. Steve nodded, that was great, much better than anything he would have come up with to say.

Samantha nodded. She turned back to Steve but Grover kept his arm around her.

"A man broke into the house, he shot him."

"You gotta tell us more then that."

"Okay. Uh… Well… he broke into the house, came in through a back window. And then he just waited, he waited for Ian to come back and… and he wouldn't talk about me, he wouldn't even look at me. But when Ian came back… he… he said that he was supposed to have two hours left and the guy said that she lied, I don't know who the she was," she said. All eyes turned to Rowan, they all knew who the she was.

"What? He was dead anyway! The second he took down the app he was dead. If Kong didn't get him, Grover was gonna get him, so I mean… does it matter who pulled the trigger in the end?"

Steve struggled to keep his groan to himself but he knew he let out a bit of a snort. He couldn't help it, fucking Rowan didn't have an assassin on her speed dial she had Wo Fat. That meant she had to know that Wo Fat was on the island, how else would she have known to send Wo Fat to Ian?

"He… he was actually kind of nice. He told me he was a Rowan-gram, and that Rowan and my dad had sent him to come get me… oh… so the she would be Rowan, yeah I didn't put that together before," she whispered. "Anyway, he asked me if I wanted anything to eat or something and then dropped me off at the precinct."

Steve sighed, great another person Wo Fat had managed to charm. Still he had to ignore the rolling distrusting in his stomach because he needed to know, from someone who wouldn't lie to him, if Wo Fat had done this just for Rowan or if he had an ulterior motive. "Did he say anything else to you?"

"He said to give you a message."

"A message?"

"Yeah… he said you and him need to have a talk."

"He's coming after you," Danny said.

"Yeah well let him."

"Okay, now wait a second," Rowan said. "What if he just wants to talk to you?"

Everyone turned to her. It was a stupid question. Wo Fat never just wanted to talk to him. Wo Fat and him only fought, they fought and Wo Fat tortured him, and then Steve beat him up and escaped and arrested him when he could. The only talking that went on between Steve and Wo Fat was sarcastic remarks and completely unveiled insults.

Luckily Steve didn't have to say anything about that because Samantha added: "He had a message for Rowan, too."

Steve turned to her to where Rowan was standing back and avoiding his eyes, he guessed that she had already heard it.

"What did he say?" But Rowan stayed silent. When she didn't answer him, Steve turned back to Samantha and repeated the question. "What did he say?"

Samantha glanced to Rowan who was shaking her head and Steve who was glaring at him and finally whispered: "Now we're even."

Steve turned to Rowan, horror written all over his face. She still avoided his eyes, of course she would, Steve knew what that meant. Wo Fat was no longer indebted to her for shooting her a year ago. Steve didn't know what was scarier. That Wo Fat wanted to finish things between them or that Rowan no longer had a hold over Wo Fat.

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Grover had been golfing every day for a damn week. He used to love golfing. Now he was tired of it. But still, there he was on the green, wearing green, cigar in his mouth, screwing up easy putts.

It was just by sheer luck that he even noticed them. The group cresting the hill. Each walking towards him with purpose except for Steve who had Rowan hoisted over his shoulder like a bag of potatoes. At least he figured it was Rowan. It was the only girl he figured McGarrett would do that to. And it kind of looked like her ass in those pink short shorts, and the bottom of her shoes flailing with each of McGarrett's steps.

"Hey way to rock out those lime green shorts," Kono called.

"What?! I'm missing lime green shorts?! Steve put me down." Oh yep, it was Rowan.

"There a reason why your girl is over your shoulder?" Grover asked pointing at Rowan who was struggling to twist around and failing.

"He's a Neanderthal, that's why," Danny snapped which won him a glare from Steve.

"She tripped twice, and then refused to let me carry her, and I'm not dealing with another fall down a hill, I'm just not…"

"Put me down!" Rowan shouted kicking her feet, one toe of her shoe catching McGarrett in the stomach. Steve winced but didn't let out that grunt like anyone else would have but he did put Rowan down who then straightened out her shorts and her shirt before turning, looking Lou up and down and saying: "Yep, those are lime green shorts. Your wife know you're out here looking like that?"

"Okay, you guys playing through, or you just, uh, fashion patrolling?"

"Oh, that's crazy man, you look like you should be on a can of corn," Danny said.

"Ho, ho, ho," he said with a grin mimicking the green giant.

"Hey, you got a sec?" McGarrett asked.

"Man, I ain't got nothing but time," he answered softly.

"How's Samantha doing?" Rowan questioned.

"Well, she's up and down, you know. She took some time off school. We're keeping her close. She needs to be with her family right now, you know."

"How's forced retirement?" Danny asked which caused Rowan to whack him.

"For Christ sake, could you be any more callous?"

"It's a fair question, Rowan!" Danny argued, raising a hand smack her back that was immediately caught by Steve.

"Don't fucking touch her, man, we talked about this in the car. Keep your hands off my girl."

"Yeah keep your hands off his girl!" Rowan chimed in sticking her tongue out at him. Steve grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her away and towards Chin.

"And you! Stop instigating. Just… you know what. Why don't you just go over there? Go stand over there with his clubs or something. Practice your damn golf swing for all I care, just… don't hit anything towards us and stay away from the edge of the damn hill."

They then turned back to Grover who was trying his very hardest not to smile. "To answer your question, Danny, the governor said that my actions were a gross abuse of power by a sworn officer of the law, and my misuse of HPD resources was unprecedented."

"So basically, nothing I wouldn't have done under the same circumstances," Steve offered and they all laughed. Though Grover knew, things would have been much worse for Ian if it was Rowan who was in that dog cage. It may not have been Steve who got him, but he had a feeling Ian would have lost a lot more than his head if the roles were reversed.

"You did what you had to do to get your daughter back, and that's that," Danny said just as a golf ball went flying past his face. "Whoa. Fuck."

"ROWAN!" Danny and Steve snapped at the same time. Grover turned and Rowan stood there, wide eyes and surprised, the club in her hand already dropping to the ground.

"Sorry."

"Fuck, I changed my mind, get back here," Steve ordered, offering a hand out to her. As soon as she put her hand in his, he had spun her around and wrapped his arms around her, leaning against the back of her, resting his chin on the top of her head. Rowan's hands came up to hold onto his forearms like it was the most natural pose in the planet.

"Alright, so what's next?" Chin asked ignoring the sickening cuteness of the couple in the middle of the group.

"I'm gonna start with smoking this cigar, and, uh, I don't know, maybe I'll play another 18," Grover said with a shrug. "Another eighteen," he added with a sigh. "Look, man, I love golf, but every day? I'm a cop. I've a cop for the last 30 years. I don't know how to do anything else."

"Well that's good," Steve said with a smile. "Because you don't need to. Ro… will you do the honors?"

"What are you talking ab… aw come on!" Grover cried just as Rowan pulled the badge out of Steve's pocket. She offered it up to him but he couldn't take it.

"We want you to join Five-0."

"Wow, man, I really appreciate that. I mean it from the bottom of my heart, but let's be real. I'm a disgraced cop. I've been fired. Nobody's gonna let me wear a badge again."

"That won't be an obstacle. Trust me," Chin said, and Grover nodded he knew all about Chin Ho Kelly and his past. And that was true, he was on

"Just say yes. He's not gonna take no for an answer," Danny said.

"Yeah and Rowan said that you say yes, and she's never wrong, so go ahead a do it," Steve added, Rowan nodded from within his embrace and added: "It's in the strings. Or the dreams. The point is you say yes, you work with them for like the rest of the nine or ten seasons, it's all good fun. Except for that other stuff… something about a jungle chase and an FBI informant turned dirty, but that's not for another year we can deal with that later."

The all stared at her, even Steve was looking down at her funny, but it was Grover who said: "Okay, that's it, someone's gonna tell me what's going on with this girl."

"All in good time, now take this badge it's killing my arm."

"Well I supposed if you insist… and the psychic says so," he said taking it from her and clipping it to the waist of his pants.

Grover went around shaking everyone's hands, before pulling Rowan in for a hug. "My missus wants to see you by the way. Wants you round for tea."

Rowan blinked her eyes at him, she seemed surprised or worried but she still said: "Oh… uh… sure? Give her my details and we'll figure something out, okay?"

"Sounds good," Grover said letting her go to shake Danny's hand.

"Hope you like getting shot at," Danny said which just caused everyone to laugh. They were all having so much fun that they lost track of someone they shouldn't have lost track of.

There was a sudden yelp and when they all turned they caught the last of Rowan, her damn feet, just as she fell back and down the hill.

"SHIT!" McGarrett screamed already rushing after her. "Tuck and roll, Rowan, tuck and roll!"

Danny winced. "FORE!" he called to whoever was at the bottom and they all laughed, except Steve who was already chasing after her. Grover shook his head. His life just got a little bit more exciting.