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A/N: Hey guys, so what did you think of AJ? AJ… did you like AJ? I hope so. I hope that chapter was GREAT. Anyway, after this chapter, there is one more filler chapter and we're onto season 5… not going to lie… for the first like 7 chapters there is quite a bit of angst. But it's just growing pains, and highlighting the problems in Rowan and Steve's relationships, they always make up, and I have some steamy moments coming up and a lot of fun and fluffy moments so don't get discouraged with the angst. I'm so excited. It's almost Season 5 time! Tell me what you're looking forward to seeing! Any episodes you're excited to see my twist on? Don't forget to review and I'll see you tomorrow!

Chapter 131

*Two weeks ago*

Rowan skidded to a stop in front of the counter and then stood there gasping. Kamekona stared down at her. He wanted to be worried but one of her mens came through yesterday and threatened him and his truck so he wasn't too impressed with her at that moment.

"Hey! Are you… are you okay?" she asked when he'd only glare at her she groaned and said: "I'm so sorry!"

Like that was going to fix things.

"He said he'd set the truck on fire, little sistah," he said to her and her smile faltered.

"Okay… yeah… I unno… he tends to go a little overboard…"

"Aren't you dating McGarrett?"

"I am. Wo's my brother, haven't I told you that?"

"Whatever he is he threatened to set my main source of income, my pride and joy, aflame!"

Rowan sighed. "Okay, yes, and I'm sorry about that but he said he compensated you… did he…?"

"Blood money!" he spat out.

"Yeah… but did you keep it?"

Kamekona had kept it, there had been a lot of dough stuffed in that envelope. He wasn't going to pass something like that up. She didn't need to know that though.

"You're banned for a month…" he snapped to which Rowan cried: "A month?"

"At the very least a month. No Rowan specials for you. You try and order them little sistah and I'll put in twice the fish and twice the spam."

Rowan made a face, a disgusted one and after a moment's contemplation she regarded him with a quizzical stare and asked: "Aww come on now… there's gotta be something I can do to make it up to you."

Kamekona smiled, but it clearly wasn't a good smile because the second he made that face Rowan started to wince.

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It had been a year since Savannah Walker had been to Hawaii…or at least, a year since she had been to Hawaii to work. She had been pulled in to record an event. It was a promotional event for Atlantic Records and some tiny little shrimp truck that must have won the lottery being lumped in with this event. They had the Alex and the Doctor's headlining the event, and a songwriter, with a familiar name putting the event on. She was wondering if it was the same girl that she knew from her last trip down here.

She got to the event site, which was a little beach area set up for picknicks. She asked security for Rowan and was pointed to a red-head over by the speakers that she recognized immediately.

"Oh wow, you lost the blue sling," she said to Rowan who was struggling with a speaker.

Rowan smiled at her, she let go of the speaker briefly to shake her hand. "It's so very nice to see you again. When Pete said he had got a talk show host to cover the event I was hoping it would be you," she said. She tugged a few more times at the speaker before she sighed and called out: "Babe! HELP!"

And then Steven McGarrett was beside her, taking the speaker from her, having appeared out of no where and not even looking in Savannah's direction. "Where do you need this to go, babe?" he asked. Oh, babe? It was babe now? He turned caught a glimpse of Savannah out of the corner of his eyes and then turned back a frown on his face. "Oh no! Not you again!"

"Oh, calm yourself. Atlantic Records has her covering the event," Rowan said. "Can you put that by the truck, we're going to try to hide them, tell Kame to put a grill in front of it or something."

He said thanks, he got a kiss on the cheek from Rowan and then he was off, not even straining over carrying that heavy ass speaker. For a moment both Rowan and Savannah just watched him go, appreciating the view, the bulging biceps and that sweet looking ass in those jeans.

Savannah cleared her throat first. "Uh… so you and him sorted your shit out." Rowan nodded still watching him appreciatively. "And Catherine?"

"Off on a rescue mission."

"Does she uh…"

"She knew before she left," Rowan said stiffly. "He broke things off with her months before she went off after that little boy."

Savannah nodded. That made sense. Well, it took a little longer than she thought it would. But she had a feeling, when they were shooting that last episode, that Rowan and Steve weren't going to be apart for long, especially since you could see how much he liked her and how much she liked him… and how much being apart seemed to be killing the both of them.

"We should do a follow up episode," Savannah said trailing after Rowan who was helping to direct the people moving the picnic benches. She turned to Savannah with a hmm and, guessing Rowan hadn't quite heard her, she repeated the question.

That time Rowan said: "I don't think Steve would agree to that, and besides you wouldn't be able to get a hold of Catherine cause she's in Afghanistan until further notice."

"Okay, well do you know when things are going to be ready for this event?" she asked.

"Sure. We still have people arriving but we're set to go in about two hours," she answered. Savannah sighed and Rowan seemed to sense that that was a long time to wait. "If you need something to do feel free to talk to Kamekona, I'm sure he can bargain some more on screen air time for food or something. Or maybe you can interview him, I unno."

Well that was Savannah dismissed. Waving her camera crew onward she figured she'd get as many interviews done as possible because once the event was in full swing she wouldn't be able to talk to anyone, and afterwards everyone would be too tired afterwards.

She hoped Rowan had set up an amazing event other wise she was going to owe her something to make up for it… oh maybe she should hope Rowan failed cause she would love to have that follow up interview instead.

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Savannah smiled into the camera, and waited for her audience to stop clapping before she started speaking again.

"This week I went back to Hawaii where we came across some familiar faces. I happy to announce that you McRow shippers were right. Rowan Pierce, a burgeoning song writer, the woman behind Alex and the Doctor's latest album and all your favourite singles, has not only made it to the top of the charts but made it to the top of Commander McGarrett's heart. In fact, in a recent marketing event, to support Alex and the Doctor's upcoming tour and some local businesses, we get to see the two lovebirds in action. Let's take a look…"

The music started and Savannah turned to the screen behind here where the camera was on Rowan who was on a tiki inspired stage with Alex and the Doctor's beside her. They were all dressed in Hawaiian shirts and shorts except for Rowan who was wearing a gaudy yellow shirt that read Kamekona's Shrimp Truck and a pair of dark denim capri's. She sung her lyrics, the music upbeat, the tempo quick, and the lyrics were cute and adorable.

I got this feelin' inside my bones. It goes electric, wavy when I turn it on. All through my city, all through my home, we're flyin' up, no ceilin', when we in our zone.

The camera panned out to the rest of the beach where you could see the crowd, people were on picnic benches, each and every person holding their own poses. When Alex took over for the chorus everyone started dancing in the exact same way. Revealing a flash mob that had been planned and staged perfectly.

Nothin' I can see but you when you dance, dance, dance. Feel a good, good creepin' up on you, so just dance, dance, dance, come on. All those things I shouldn't do but you dance, dance, dance
And ain't nobody leavin' soon, so keep dancin'. I can't stop the feelin'. So just dance, dance, dance. I can't stop the feelin'. So just dance, dance, dance, come on

Rowan moved through the crowd as everyone danced, coming up to a line. Anyone watching would know were her friends. The Five-0's and their children. There was a break in the music and then all of them were singing and dancing a long, perfectly in sync.

The final shot was of Kamekona himself at his shrimp truck, wearing a matching yellow shirt, just like Rowan's smiling and singing along holding up a sign for a special on his truck, only for the one day.

The song finished, there was one last close up of the Five-0's and their families where everyone was all cheering and Rowan and Steve were lost in each other's eyes before he planted one big kiss on her lips.

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As Savannah came back on Steve turned off the TV. "Wow… she really played up our relationship… did uh… did you tell her to… cause you know… Catherine already knew."

Rowan turned a dry glare on him. "No, I did not. She saw us together, asked us if we got together and I said yes. Face it we have shippers who were curious, now they know. It's a gimmick for her show that's all. And besides, as you so sweetly like to remind me, we're not in a relationship," she snapped folding her arms over her chest and lounging back.

Steve sat up on the couch and turned to her. "Excuse me? We are in the relationship…"

"Okay then, am I your girlfriend?" "Why do we have to…?" "Just answer the question am I your girlfriend?" "Why the hell do you need the label so much? I'm committed to you, you're committed to me…" "Cause I'm a girl. And we like the stability of a label!"

"Well… Catherine never needed a label."

"Really? That's where you're going to take this?" she snapped. "Isn't part of the reason you like me is cause I'm not like Catherine?"

This was not going the way he wanted to. He sighed. They needed to stop arguing about that stupid label. "Okay, you know what? Not tonight okay? We had a good day, not tonight?"

"You started it," she mumbled.

"Okay but I'm ending it, okay?" he asked. "Babe why don't you tell me why you did this? Huh? I mean, I love Kamekona but uh…"

"Wo threatened him… and his business so I owed him," she answered. And that would be why she didn't tell him about that before now.

"This was a lot for an apology."

"Well… it's not just an apology. Since it was a lot that he was asking for I bargained for something for you guys. So yeah, I've been forgiven but I also got him to agree to give you guys free lunch for a month. All Five-0's… me not included."

Steve frowned over that. He didn't like that deal. "Aw, babe, that's not fair. You should be getting something other than forgiveness."

"It's okay, I'm fine with what I got. Kamekona's happy, you guys get free lunch. I shouldn't be eating out as much anyway, I'm putting on the pounds."

Steve shook his head, pulled her close to him and held her tightly. "There is not a single thing wrong with you my darling," he whispered. "But I swear, if you didn't only order Rowan special's I'd just order two meals and give one to you."

Rowan kissed him quickly. "It's okay babe, honest," she said to him. "Want another beer?"

"Sure thing, I'm gonna check that you-video site thing you like so much, see if the video's up. See how many hits we're at," he said and then watched her go. He was not okay with that deal, and she didn't know it yet but he'd be fixing that as soon as he could.

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Kamekona put the shrimp on the hot top stove loving the way it hissed. That video went viral and so did his business. He was raking in the cash now. Just like he knew it would. Rowan really did have the golden touch.

"What the hell is your problem?"

Uh… what? What the hell has happened? Kamekona looked up to find a very angry looking Commander McGarrett glaring up at him. What could he be mad about? He was getting free lunch for a month.

"Free lunch for everyone but Rowan? Are you out of your fucking mind?"

"Her mans…" "He's her fucking brother." "Her brudda then…" "He's not her fucking brother either." Fuck make up your mind McGarrett. "Point is he threatened me and my business."

"And that viral video has more than made up for it," Steve cried. "She deserves more than a you're forgiven and you know it."

"She made her deal…"

"You're making her a better one, right now," Steve snapped. Kamekona looked at him carefully. Steve was much more over protective of her now that they were dating, and they thought there was no way that was possible.

"I mean… I can for a…"

"How much money has that video made you?" Steve asked. "Cause uh… Alex and the Doctor's or Rowan herself can ask for a royalty fee for getting it for you."

Was that even possible? Damn he didn't want to share the money just yet. "Fine. Rowan specials, free for lunch if she's with you guys."

"Deal, call her," he said. From the parking lot came the honking of a very aggressive Camaro driver and Kamekona tried not to laugh.

"You on a case?" he asked. Steve nodded.

"Thanks bud, we'll be by for dinner."

"Dinner isn't free though!" Kamekona called but Steve was already rushing off to placate Danny who was still wailing on that horn. It didn't really matter though, because Steve never paid anyway. Shaking his head, Kamekona pulled out his phone. Better to call her now before another one of her mens came after him.

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Slamming his door behind him, Trevor sighed and just stood there in the wake of yet another failure. Why was he still doing this to himself? Why was he racing his shitty car and betting on himself when he rarely won a race? Because he was desperate, that's why.

Sighing he picked up the phone he left behind. So many missed calls several of which were from Roman Stepanov. He wanted his money. And Trevor got that, but he couldn't give it to him… not all of it anyway. God what was he going to do?

Sighing to himself, he listened to his messages.

Three about coaching tomorrow, three demanding parents who thought their kids were Olympic quality. News flash they weren't, but this was the only way he was going to get any money to keep the Stepanov's from capping both his knees. And then the one message he was dreading.

I heard about your last race. Unfortunate. Your deadline hasn't changed. Either you find me the money, or you find another way to pay me back.

Aw. Fuck him. Fuck him. Maybe he could hide out in Toronto. But even in Toronto the Stepanov's would find him.

Yo! Oh that was Sarah. She had called him? He hadn't noticed. Why did she sound so excited? Your would-be galaxy sister was on TV again and you should see who she's fucking hooked up with. I sent you the link. WATCH IT!

Telling Sarah about Rowan had been both a blessing and a curse. To be fair, she didn't call him flat out crazy, but he could tell that she was skeptical about his claims. But the worst of it was that as soon as she heard anything about Five-0, or anything about a Rowan Pierce, she came to him with it. Which was torturous, because Trevor was trying to forget her.

He pulled up his laptop out and logged into his emails. The video link took its time to load but when it did Trevor was surprised.

For starters she was on the Savannah Walker show again, maybe not in person but she's got another spot on it which is hard to do once let alone twice. It surprised him to find out that his would-be sister was a singer and a songwriter. He thought that was hilarious because he was working on a stage play… it was supposed to be a musical, it was how he always pictured it but he couldn't write songs to save his life.

And though Savannah Walker confirmed that McRow was a thing, it wasn't until he saw Rowan with her arms around Steven McGarrett kissing him that I realized he was right. This right there, this video, it proved it. Steven McGarrett deported him and his father because he was trying to keep them away from Rowan.

He itched to send it to his father. To tell him that this was the proof but the problem was his dad didn't want to believe it. Trevor kind of got it too, it hurt… wanting something this bad, knowing that he was right but he couldn't prove it… it really, really hurt him in ways he couldn't imagine. She didn't have his DNA, but maybe Steven McGarrett faked it, he was in law enforcement, he could totally do that, couldn't he?

Trevor glared at his computer. God what was he going to do? How was he going to rescue Rowan from a corrupt, means-and-immunity task force leader when he couldn't even save himself from his own debts? He needed help. He just didn't know where to go to get it.