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A/N: So this is the last of it. The last update in the marathon. As of Monday we'll be back to the typical 3 updates a week schedule we have now. Did you like all the math I did for last chapter? It took a long time figuring that out guys. So we've gotten to the part where we find out what's going to happen to Matt and all of that. While there are some minor arguments, there's no angst yet. I'm pretty sure it doesn't kick in until the Reyes thing has been dealt with. I'm going to be changing things around to make them work, so it won't be exactly like the episodes. Okay? Tell me if you get confused and I'll try to straighten everything out for you.

P.S. I haven't heard from AJ or PJ in a really long time! If you guys are still around hit me up! I'm worried!

Chapter 135

The quickness in which Danny had arrested Marco Reyes and then begged Steve to come down to the Palace, irregardless of his injuries and the morning date had planned with Rowan, was remarkable.

"So I ran you through Interpol," Danny said. "Clean record, prominent real estate developer in Colombia. Uh… but that's all crap, right?"

"I understand that you're upset with me for showing myself into your home. But I really saw no other way to reach out to you."

"Well, uh, you know, up here we have a device called the telephone," Danny said causing Marco to laugh like this was funny, like this was a game.

"Yeah, but some business should only be done face-to-face."

"Okay, well, let's talk, then."

"When your brother disappeared, he was in possession of a significant amount of my money…"

Danny thought this over. "Okay, how much money?"

"Eighteen and a half million dollars."

God. Fucking. Damnit. Matty.

"Wow, that's a lot of money," Danny admitted, because, well let's face it, it was. "Well… I unfortunately, don't know anything about that. Uh… I haven't seen or spoken to my brother in three years."

The warm smile was no longer on Reyes' face. "I'm sorry to hear that, because I'm here for my money."

Danny shrugged at him. "Well, then, you've come a long way for nothing."

Reyes leant forward in his chair. "Detective Williams, you ran me through Interpol, so you know who I am. Do you really think that I'm the kind of guy who doesn't get what he wants?"

Danny shifted on his feet. "You're not listening to me. I don't know about your eighteen and ahlf million dollars!" he cried.

Reyes looked Danny in the eye carefully before sitting back and saying: "Well, then, you better go find it, detective."

Danny didn't like the tone, it was like he was implying something but Danny didn't know what yet. Behind him the door buzzed and Steve came in. He glared at Reyes and then back to Danny who just left Reyes behind and followed after Steve.

They were in the hallway for two seconds before Steve asked: "Why is he coming after you if Matt owes him money?"

"Well, I guess because he thinks I know where it is," Danny sighed.

Steve nodded. "We uh… we don't have time for this, we got a case," Steve told him.

"And what do I do with him?"

Steve glanced back to the door and then back to Danny. "Book him for burglary. Have HPD take him on a nice, slow walk through the system. Maybe a few days in the hole with help Mr. Reyes realize who he's dealing with."

Steve walked away and Danny nodded. Guess he just had to hope it worked on him.

They got up the stairs to find Rowan standing beside Grover and Chin.

Steve walked over to her immediately, pulling her in and kissing her cheek. "Babe, not that I'm not happy but uh… what are you doing here?"

"Uh well… you left breakfast, and I thought you might be hungry. So I figured I'd bring something over it might be nice to eat food around you while you talk shop cause it's the closest we'll ever get to eating a whole meal together."

"Okay, well uh… thanks for the passive aggressive guilt trip, but we're actually heading out," he said reaching for the Styrofoam container she brought with her. Rowan immediately pulled it back.

"Really? Wow? So we can't even pretend to eat a meal together? That is some next level avoidance, McGarrett."

"God! Rowan! I am not avoiding you! I caught a case!"

"Danny's B-and-B is not a case!"

"And then I caught a real one, on the way here, a missing kid, how can you get mad at that?"

"Easily. You were literally, JUST shot, Steven! If there was ever a case to sit out, THIS IS THE ONE!"

"God… Rowan… could you… just for once, just for once, shut the fuck up? I don't need this today? Okay? I just don't."

There was an audible gasp from everyone present. Rowan's mouth fell open and Steve groaned as if he had just realized what he had just said.

"Okay you know what?" she snapped throwing down the container she had been carrying on the smart table. She glared up at him hands on her hips, he wanted to be mad but she looked so cute when she was angry it was hard to take her seriously. "I'm going to say something terrible, and you just need to know that you deserve it!"

"Oh yeah and what's that?"

"I hope you crash Danny's car. With Danny in it. And I hope that Danny gets mildly injured but you're perfectly fine. AND I hope the car needs substantial body work done after!" she cried. "Yeah! Imagine that bitch fest!"

Steve gasped and stared at her like she had just insulted his mother. "That has got to be the worst thing you have ever said to me."

"Yeah and if we could please leave me and my car out of your… I don't even know what that was? A wish list? Just leave me out of it," he said but Rowan just shook her head and turned back to Steve.

"Yeah? And do you wanna know something else? I hate your cargo pants. They're hideous and they do nothing for your ass. You look like a PTSD fashion nightmare and I swear one day you're going to come home and I'll have lit them all on fire."

With that said Rowan whirled around stormed out of the offices and into the hallway.

"Damn!" Grover sighed. "That was some harsh shit. Shouldn't you chase after her?"

Steve shook his head. "After that display… hell no, going after her would just make it worse," he said carefully picking up the food she had left. He was upset, Danny could see that, but Steve quickly cleared his throat and smiled at his companions. "Are we ready to go?"

Danny sure as hell was ready to go, but he was on edge. He was worried about Reyes and now that Steve and Rowan had had their argument of the day he was pretty sure was going to be Steve on edge too. So wasn't that just wonderful? Bad guys look out.

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Danny wasn't taking this case well, Steve could see that. A little girl was missing, a little girl from a military family. With dad on an op across the sea with no idea what was happening to his daughter. Danny had a daughter so he understood, he felt like a parent should know what was happening with their child. But Steve was from the Navy and he understood where the Navy was coming from too.

Danny, who had been all too quiet this whole drive, sighed for the millionth time, and Steve figured he'd try to help him feel a bit better, or at least help him understand.

"We take an oath, Danny," he said and Danny was ready with a comeback immediately.

"I understand that, but this is about the guy's family," he snapped. "You don't think he has a right to know?"

"Of course he has a right to know, alright?" he said, amazed that Danny didn't realize that he knew that. "But right now his team needs him focused and ready to lead. You tell him about his daughter, you could put all their lives in danger and compromise the entire mission."

"Okay so let me tell you something, okay? As a parent, when your child is in trouble, you sense it. You know about it. Like right now. Lieutenant Larkin, he knows that. He doesn't know why, but he knows it. Don't you think that puts him and his team in just as much danger?"

Steve couldn't imagine a feeling like that… well he sort of could because he could often sense when Rowan was in trouble but that was because Rowan being in trouble involved some kind of twinge from the void.

When he didn't say anything Danny continued. "Okay, how about this. You're on an active mission and something happens to Rowan…"

"No, don't do that, that's not fair," Steve snapped.

"Oh and why not? Why is not fair?"

"Because… firstly… I can't go on active cases without her freaking out, you think I'm going to be able to go on active duty? Fuck no she'd fucking have a heart attack. Secondly, if something were to happen to Rowan I wouldn't have to worry cause her brother would be on it…"

"So you wouldn't want to know?" Danny asked.

Steve faltered. No he would want to know. "Of course I'd want to know. If something had happened to Rowan, if she needed me, I would want to know. But I know for a fact that my CO would never tell me cause I'd be fucking AWOL immediately."

"You'd go AWOL? You? The Super Seal, would go AWOL?"

"Yes Danny. If I was on active duty, and someone called me and said Rowan was in danger, or in trouble, or in the hospital, I would be on the next fucking plane home. I'd fucking hijack a military convoy to do it if I had to, I wouldn't even care about court martialling or dishonorable discharge, if she needed me… I'd be there."

"Okay, follow up question…. Does she know that?"

"Rowan? Yeah, I mean… she should…"

"So you've told her that then?" Danny asked. "Like you've said those words to her? In that order? To her face? While she was conscious?"

"Danny… why would I need to do that? Huh? She knows I mean… she should know…"

Danny shook his head. "Girls like to be reminded that they're special, Steve. Girls like to be told romantic things, and what you just said to me, about her, is romantic. Guaranteed if you told her all of that you two wouldn't have an argument for like six months."

Steve thought that over briefly. He supposed that might be right, but he knew as soon as he tried to repeat that sentiment to Rowan it wouldn't come out the same way. It wouldn't come out right, and because Rowan deserved only the best of the best he knew he'd never try.

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They were driving in silence. He was crying, she was crying, the gun was shaking in his hand. Caroline was trying to keep the car steady but she was panicking. When she agreed to drop off the money for Five-0, she figured Hollier would take the money, give back the other woman's daughter he took by accident instead of hers, and this would all be behind them but that is not what happened.

He had taken her instead. That had been his plan. The whole time. And she had walked right into it. Now they were in that car, she was trying to not have an anxiety attack, and he was holding a shaking gun on her, he too trying not to cry.

"The little girl you took, that wasn't my daughter," she told him.

"I know. My brother-in-law grabbed the wrong girl, but it didn't matter. I knew as soon as you heard 1.6 million, you'd do whatever I said before you'd admit to killing my daughter."

Well just great. She thought he might have changed his mind if he figured out it wasn't her daughter he took, but apparently he didn't care.

"You have to believe me, I never meant for that to happen," she sobbed. Because it was true. She hadn't thought it would happen, it was one test out of a hundred. But that didn't mean it didn't haunt her.

"But it did."

Yes it did happen. But that wasn't going to bring his daughter back.

"And you could've stopped it."

She wiped a tear on her shoulder because she was too afraid to take her hands off the wheel. "The little girl, what did you do to her? She had nothing to do with this."

"I know that," he said again. "I wanted to take your girl so you could feel what it's like to lose a child."

Oh was that all? Really? As if she didn't feel bad enough, he wanted to inflict the same pain on her that he had felt?

"Pull over," he ordered. "Pull over here."

She did as she was told. He looked around, the tears coming back. "It never leaves me," he whispered. "What happened here. I relive it every single day. After the crash, I called out to Olivia but she didn't answer."

He turned to look at her, that gun coming up again, level with her chest. "The report said on impact the seat came loose. The force was so strong it broke her neck!"

She couldn't imagine that pain, the kind she saw reflected in his eyes. She couldn't imagine hearing that something that was supposed to keep her daughter safe had failed and she had died. Those were the things parents had nightmares about.

"I am so sorry."

But she knew it would never be enough.

"They said it was my fault. That I didn't lock her in right. But I did. I know I did. It was you! You killed my daughter. You did!" he shouted the gun jumping up to her head. Not purposely, not because she wanted to. It was one test out of a hundred, how was she to know it would happen again? It was fixed by the next batch anyway. She never dreamed that it could happen again, she had prayed it wouldn't… and when it did… she never should have covered it up.

But when that gun came up she yelped, she couldn't help it. "I'm sorry!" she sobbed. "I'm sorry."

"Okay, enough of this," a voice said and then suddenly someone popped up from behind the passenger seat. The red head threw off the blanket she had been hiding under and smiled a toothy grin at him as he just stared at her. "Hi!" she cried and then she took his head and slammed it against the dash.

She then turned to her and said: "Run please."

Caroline forced herself out of the car as quickly as she could as the screech of tires and the wail of sirens hit her ears. McGarrett was out of the car, and while his eyes glanced over her, he seemed more concerned with the car she was running from. She was ushered towards the cop cars, screaming for help and in the car the gunshots began to echo.

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Steve saw Caroline running from the car and immediately wasn't as anxious as before. Or he wasn't until he saw two figures still in the car, clearly wrestling for something and what he hoped wasn't a mop of red hair.

"He's going to kill her!" she called as Steve got out of the car. And then he heard the gunshots.

Two car doors opened. Both on the same side. A body fell out of the back, the other stood up, gun in hand.

Steve already knew it was Rowan, and just like that he became a predator. A scream of her name roared out of him, behind him he heard Danny calling his name, telling him to be calm. But if Steve got there and Rowan was hurt Jason Hollier was going to die by his hands. His bare hands.

Steve's gun stayed trained on him as he pulled up. Rowan was at his feet not moving, curled around herself, her arms covering her head. Hollier was just standing there crying. His forehead lacerated and bleeding, the gun still shaking in his hand and eventually dropping to the ground when he realized Steve was coming for him. Steve wanted to check on her, he wanted to shook Hollier and then pull Rowan up into his arms but he couldn't do that, not when Hollier was unarmed.

Danny appeared behind him, "Check on her, I got Hollier."

Steve dropped his gun to his holster and knelt down immediately. He rolled her over and Rowan squinted up at him, perfectly fine. "Did you get him?"

Steve half laughed. "Yeah we got him."

"Oh good, am I safe to get up now?"

She sat up and Steve just half laughed at her. God his stupid, impetuous girlfriend, what would he have done if something had happened to her? Huh? Well he knew what he would have done if had he been on active duty…

"If I ever went on active duty and something happened to you I'd go AWOL to get to you, you know that right?"

Rowan blinked her eyes at him. "What?"

Steve faltered, he hadn't realized it but those words had tumbled right out of his mouth. He just held her head in his hands looking into her lovely face not understanding why it didn't work. Danny said it would work. Danny sighed from somewhere beside him, having clearly witnessed this and had sensed that he would need to help Steve with this.

"Okay, I think the problem here is context… you picked a really bad time to uh… hit her with that…" Danny said from where he was standing behind him, evidently done arresting Hollier and Steve scowled in his general direction.

Rowan nodded in agreement, which of course she did, because she always sided with Danny. "Yeah, I'm confused, I need some context. Are you getting pulled off of reserves or something? Please say no."

"No. I'm not… I'm not going on active duty. I just. We were talking… and… I just…"

He was sinking, really and truly sinking. Why had he tried to do this? Why? He knew he was no good at this and now he was going to make a complete spectacle of himself in front of everyone.

"With Sophie's dad being a navy guy we naturally argued over whether or not he should be made aware of his daughter's kidnapping while on an active mission," Danny explained. "That lead to Steve telling me that if he was on active duty and knew something had happened to you, his commanding officers wouldn't be able to tell him about it cause he'd go AWOL to get to you."

Rowan took that in and then looked back to Steve with a smile. "Wow, really? You'd do that? For me?"

Thank god Danny was here to help him out. "Yes, of course I would."

"Awww, that's the nicest thing you've ever had Danny tell me."

She leant in and kissed him and Steve smiled into the gesture. Okay… maybe Danny had been right about the romantic words. But Steve wasn't going to tell him that.

"Just so I know… how did you know to be here?" he asked her once she was done kissing him.

Rowan smiled up to him, letting him pull her up to her feet. She took Steve's face in her hands. "Well baby, if you had had breakfast with me this morning I could have told you all about the dream I had last night."

"You know where the girl is?"

"Sure do, she's in the trunk."

He dropped Rowan immediately to fumble with the car to get it open. He didn't care if she got mad at him over it, that little girl needed him more at that moment than she did. But when he turned around with the little missing hula girl in his arms, Rowan was all smiles and Steve figured that, at last, they were done with their latest argument.

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Danny leant against the HPD squad car that he was gonna shove Marco Reyes into and then personally drive the asshole to the airport. Anything to get him off the island.

Reyes came out of the HPD precinct with his slimy lawyer beside him. He smiled when he saw Danny standing their waiting for him. He waved his lawyer away from him and then approached Danny.

"Do you have my money?" he asked.

"Okay… look… I strongly suggest that you just get on a plane and never come back."

"As soon as I get my money, that's exactly what I'll do."

Danny scoffed again and then sighed at Reyes. How dumb was this guy? "Okay, I don't know how many times I gotta tell you, I don't know where it is. I don't have it!"

"That's a funny thing, because Matthew tells a very different story," Reyes said. Now he had Danny's full and undivided attention. "Of course, people tend to say anything when they have a gun to their head."

Just like that Danny had grabbed him by his stupid lapels, turned him around and then slammed him into the squad car behind him.

"Where is he? You got my brother? Where is he, huh?" he snapped.

"Someplace you'll never find him. Unless I get my money."

Danny's eyes narrowed at him. Oh that was a mistake. Reyes clearly didn't know who he had in his corner. So, with a smile on his face he knew he was pulling straight from Rowan's play book her snarled: "You wanna fucking bet?"

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Steve stared down at Danny not quite understanding what had just happened. Other than Danny letting himself in and talking a mile a minute about what Reyes had done and what he thought he was going to do and what Danny wanted done to help him.

"Okay… so this Reyes guy… he has your brother and you need to find Matty's money which Reyes says is somewhere on this island?"

"Yes."

"And you came here… not to get my help but to talk to Rowan?"

"Yes."

"Danny…"

"No Steve, this is my brother. How hard could it be for her to just put into her little app to take down this guy?"

"Because will we find out where Matty is? And what… what if it back fires? What if she doesn't kill him? Will it stop him from coming back?"

Danny blinked his eyes. "Okay look fine, I'm going to agree because you're clearly panicking for no reason. Seriously, no one she's told him to kill has stayed alive, but you're right, if we kill him we don't find Matty. So uh… what do you think I should do?"

"Look, you're here. I'll help you, we'll do this together. And if you want to ask her for a vision or something, go ahead, but for Christ sake, I'm trying to get her off of that goddamn app so if you could fucking keep Wo Fat out of this that would be great."

Danny looked Steve up and down. Steve had been trying, really fucking hard to make things work between he and Rowan all while ignoring all the shit going on with Wo Fat. He had been doing well but he still had reservations about having to rely on him so much.

"Look, if it looks like he's going to take it too far, by all means get Rowan and Wo Fat involved, but please… for right now…"

"Fine, fine, alright… fine…" he sighed. "But the second I think this is failing I'm asking her for a Rowan-gram."

"A Rowan-gram?" Rowan echoed coming in through the back and not the front like Steve thought she would.

"Babe… uh…"

Rowan kissed him on the cheek and then walked over to Danny who was staring at her with wide eyes. "What do you need a Rowan-gram for? And what kind? If you need a lethal one, that may take some time, I don't think I have approval for that right now."

"Wait what? Why?" Steve asked.

Rowan turned her eyes to Steve and calmly said: "You asked me not to tell you about that stuff, Steve, remember?"

Steve groaned and left the kitchen to go sit on the couch which left Danny standing in front of her with what he hoped was a nice smile.

"So… Hey."

"Hiii, are you here to ruin our night like you ruined our morning?"

"Uh… am I really ruining it? Weren't you two arguing?"

"We made up," Rowan said with a shrug, "We always make up."

"Yeah until the one day you don't."

Rowan frowned at him. "Why would you say that?" "No, I'm just saying statistically…" "Is that what Steve said to you?"

"What did I say now?" Steve called from the living room. Danny could hear the TV on, probably a football game re-run or something. But Danny knew that was just noise, he wasn't paying attention to the TV he was listening in.

"Apparently you told Danny we're one argument away from breaking up!" she called back.

"WHAT?!" Steve shouted. "DANNY?! WHAT THE HELL?!"

"No! I didn't say that… that's not what… I'm just saying that… you know… one of these days you two are going to pick an argument and you won't make up."

"Why the fuck would you say that?" Steve cried. "What the hell were you… can you just ask her your goddamn favour please. Without trying to sabotage our relationship? I mean, shit, it was crazy when you were ruining your own, but now you're trying to ruin ours? Jeezus Danny."

"Will you shut up?" Danny cried before turning back to Rowan who was just staring at him. "Look… uh… my mom… she's gotten into trouble with the feds… they seem to think she has Matty's missing millions, and I was hoping…"

"You need me to find the money."

"Okay, no, I'm not asking you to go on a treasure hunt," Danny told her, his hands waving every which way as he thought and talked at the same time. "I'm just saying… if you maybe touch me… or dream about something that would be great."

Rowan put a hand out and touched him. A static shock ran up his arm but it just made Rowan's face darken. "Are you sure that's why you need the money?" she asked. "Like… there isn't a different reason?"

"No?"

"Hmmm, must be later," she whispered. "Sorry, I didn't get anything. Uh… but if I get anything tonight, I'll let you know."

"Thanks," Danny said which was echoed by a: "Thanks babe," from Steve.

"Alright, was that all my lovely?" she asked him. Danny nodded and Rowan hit him with that glittering dangerous grin that made him nervous. "Good now get out."

Maybe he wouldn't tell Rowan to call Wo Fat, maybe he'd just leave Reyes and Rowan alone in a room and see which one came out alive… or see which of her men got to her first. Fat or McGarrett. Danny had his money on Steve.