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A/N: Happy Friday my lovely readers! Is everyone excited for the long weekend? I'd be more excited if I was actually off! But that's not important let get onto the next chapter. Not gonna lie we got some angst in this one, but it ends very, very cutely I promise! Don't forget to review, don't forget to tell me what you'd like to read for the 200th special and I'll see you guys on Monday!

Chapter 165

Adam had gone out to the balcony of his spacious lavish home to get a bit of fresh air as he got ready to go to work. Kono joined him not long after, in her silken bathrobe marvelling at the view with a mug of coffee in her hand. He loved it when she looked domestic in his house. He just loved her and he couldn't understand how they weren't married yet.

So, even though he swore he'd never ruin a magical moment between he and Kono he just had to know what was going on in that pretty little head of hers. "Hey, you know what today is?" he asked her.

She smiled at him in that wondrous way he still wasn't used to, she didn't know the answer but she just seemed happy to be there with him. "No."

"Think back, one year ago," he prompted. When she couldn't come up with anything he added: "Vancouver."

Realization hit her face. "I found you in that diner," she whispered and he nodded to her. "That feels like a lifetime ago."

"You know, after we got home, those first few weeks were an adjustment. Not having to look over my shoulder anymore. But slowly, life got back to normal and I started thinking about the future and where we'd be in a year," he said and then he sighed and hung his head. "I thought, for certain, we'd be married."

"Uhm…" she started no longer smiling but he interrupted her.

"Hey, look. I made a promise to you. I said you wouldn't lose me and you haven't. Here I am. Everything is good so, what's the problem?"

"Nothing, there is no problem," Kono said but Adam shook his head.

"I have Rowan on my back about setting a date…" "She's on my back more, you know…" "…and I really want her to stop harassing us, she's getting more rabid by the day…"

Kono put her hands on his chest. "I can deal with Rowan."

"Okay, good… but… something's wrong. I can tell. You gotta tell one of us, cause I'm really worried Rowan's gonna have an aneurism at this rate," Adam told her which caused Kono to laugh. "And you know… I'm curious too."

"Look, it's nothing, okay? Everything is just so good right now. I don't want it to change."

Adam shook his head. "That's not it."

Kono took that in, her smile officially gone. She knew Rowan was getting her visions again, slowly but surely getting stronger by the day and the dream. It was only a matter of time before she found out. And Adam deserved to find out from her, not Rowan.

"It's your father's company," she admitted.

He recoiled from her in surprise. "I'm sorry?"

"Look, I know you've worked so hard to clean up the business, but there are still a few things about it that I have a problem with."

Adam shook his head and scoffed. "Kono, I…" he started just as she said: "Adam, just…"

He stood up and turned away from her and she continued. "Look, it still has tied to the Noshimuri clan… investors who were once connected to the Yakuza Up until a few months ago, Wo Fat had a stake in the company!"

"Really, Wo Fat? You wanna walk down that road with who your maid of honor is supposed to be?" Adam cried turning around. Okay. Yeah. He had a point there. "I had no knowledge of Wo Fat's business, Rowan knew more about it, Rowan was the one that put me onto it," he snapped at her. She tried to tell him that she knew that but he just steam rolled over her. "Every day, I fight to keep our holdings legit, to make sure the business doesn't go back to what it was."

"Okay, but still, the money that your father used to build the company, where that came from… Adam, no matter what you do, it's a business that was born out of corruption. And as long as you're tired to it…"

Adam braced himself on the table finally understanding what she wanted. "You want me to sell the company," he whispered and then she just stared at him. He nodded. "Have I ever asked you to quit being a cop? Every second of the day, I worry about you, but have I ever asked you to give up your job?"

Oh… now that was a low blow. A very, very, low blow. "No," she admitted, because he was right, he had never done that to her.

"But now you're asking me to give up mine," he recapped though he didn't need to. "Kono, I am fighting to change my family's legacy. I walk away now, that will never happen. And let's say I do sell, okay? What then? What do you expect me to do with my life?"

"Look, I don't know… but we could figure it out."

Adam scoffed again. "Yeah, right. We'll figure it out. Like it's no big deal."

Kono sighed. "Okay, maybe you're not in a place you can hear me right now," she said to him and he just turned away from her. "I should go."

And for some reason Adam let her go. Both of them were confused. How had a morning that started so perfectly gone so very wrong?

H5O-H5O-H5O-H5O

They had one serious case on Hawaii that day. Steve and the others had been called in when Dekker had been shot attempting to break back into prison. Now, they had heard of guys getting themselves arrested to go back to prison but no one had ever tried to climb the goddamn fence to get back in. But it had brought up the question of how he got out in the first place? They doubted that he snitched his way out, he was supposed to be in for a long time. It didn't help that Dekker couldn't remember what had happened to him. Though Five-0 was sure he was faking it. And then Morrison from ICE appeared and gave them the answers.

They had a dangerous Bulgarian gun runner on the island, that no one had ever seen in person before and Dekker was pulled out to try to sell to him and catch him. But they had lost contact with him and he ended up shot outside of prison.

Five-0 and Morrison had put the faked amnesia theory to test but he had passed, he didn't recognize Morrison at all.

Which left them with the problem that the one person who knew what Roman Zednick looked like couldn't remember meeting him in the first place. So Steve had done the only thing he could think of at the time. He called the only person he knew who had ties to that world and could help him.

Rowan showed up all in a tizzy throwing herself at him. He held her back and holding her tightly to his chest. God he had missed this and he had only left her company like an hour ago. He bowed his head to hers kissing her softly. "You're okay, thank god!" she whispered to him and he mentally winced.

Oh… maybe he should have specified that he was fine. "So if it's not you in the hospital, who is it? It's not Danny is it?"

"No, no, it's Dekker."

Rowan blinked her eyes at him. "Who the hell is that?"

"Remember… after the explosion… you paid for his brother's funeral?" Steve offered and Rowan scowled at him.

"Why the hell did you call me down here for that? I don't give a shit about him," she snapped. Steve opened his mouth to explain but she had already let him go and turned her angry eyes onto Kono. "Kay since all of you are alive and this is not an emergency, let's move onto a more pressing topic? Why did you tell Adam that you can't marry him over some silly company? He's making it legit… why isn't that enough?"

Kono glanced to everyone with eyes filled with wide surprise before whispering to her: "Rowan… not now…"

But Rowan wasn't having it. "No. now. Cause I'm trying to plan a wedding and you're giving Adam the impression that you're never going to marry him! What the hell? Do you know how hard I've been working?"

Kono sighed. "Rowan I've told you a million times, you're not my wedding planner…"

"You're also not hiring a wedding planner and doing nothing to actually plan your own wedding. Don't avoid my question what's going on with you?"

"Okay, look it's great that he's working so hard to make his father's company legit, really, Rowan, it is great. But… from where it started… what it was founded on…"

"But… he can't change that. That… that's part of his history… you can't change history just because you don't like it…"

"I don't think that's what she's saying," Chin said coming to Kono's defense. "I think she's saying that since it came from something dirty no matter how clean it is nothing will ever change where it came from."

Steve nodded, definitely getting where both of them were coming from.

"Yeah… so like… that is all people will see," Steve added. "Like, no matter what they'll always know what it was born out of and always sort of wonder if it ever really did go legit, you know?"

"Yes exactly," Kono said. "I knew you guys would understand."

Rowan looked to all their faces. She looked horrified. "Is… is that… is that what you all think?" she asked and all of them essentially nodded their heads. "So it doesn't matter how much good someone does, because if their past is less than spotless, because they come from something dark and illegal, they can never be good?"

"Okay, now wait a second, we're talking about a company, not a person…" Steve said but Rowan was just glaring at them all. It was like all of them collectively realized that Rowan had taken everything they had said and applied it to herself. And it was never good when Rowan did something like that. But Steve could also see why she had taken it that way, how easily one could take that philosophy and pin it on Rowan, because that was what they were doing to Adam. His company was dirty, ergo he was dirty.

And judging by the look on Rowan's face this was spiralling quickly for them.

Grover was the one who stepped forward to try and diffuse the situation. "That's not we called you down here for, though, right?" he said to the others. "We were sort of hoping you could help us get a hold of someone who runs guns."

Rowan recoiled from them all, shaking her head like the question had stunned her. "Who runs… what?"

Steve stepped forward at that point. "We're looking for a Roman Zednick can Kong put you in…"

He reached a hand out to just try and soothe her, so he could hold her there and try to explain the mix up but she took a step away from him before she could, scoffing to herself. "Wow," Rowan breathed out. "Did you seriously call me down here to use my app?"

"Well… we just… we're on a timer here…"

"The absolute hypocrisy coming out of you people is ridiculous," she snapped. "After everything you said about Adam, about his company… You're just going to ask me to use an app that was literally created by the king of criminals, and connects me to all sorts of unsavory people?"

"Okay now wait a second…"

"You know… if that is how you feel about Adam and his company, I wonder how you feel about me and my app when you're not interested in using it for your own gains," she growled and then turned away.

"Wait, where are you going?" Steve called but Rowan didn't stop she just stormed off.

"Well… that uh… that was not good, now was it," Chin asked. When Steve turned he caught Kono's eyes and realized that she had realized what he had realized earlier. Rowan… Rowan had a point. If they thought all that stuff about a company and was pinning it onto Adam, logically it would stand to reason that they felt the same way about her and her network. Which would make them all hypocrites, just like she said.

Today wasn't going to end well for him. Steve could tell. Today wasn't going to end well at all.

H5O-H5O-H5O-H5O

Despite being mad at Steve, Rowan had scoured her app for any information on a Roman Zednick who ran guns out of European countries but mostly Russia. She got nothing. Nothing of use anyway. Just that he was illusive, was a competitor of Wo's and was very, very dangerous, and that Sandy was refusing to actually give her anything as Zednick was considered too dangerous for her to actually interact with. It didn't help that she had been kept up with dreams of torture. Of a family a woman and a little girl getting grabbed. Getting tortured. And then getting buried, both very much dead.

And she didn't know why she was dreaming that until she hugged Steve. Until she caught sight of a slightly chubbier man in brown hair down the hallway talking to a nurse.

They were his family.

Rowan didn't know why it mattered. She didn't know why her dreams were showing her that. But she got an address and that was all she cared about. She didn't care about the why anymore, all she cared about was saving them. And after Steven had been so shitty she was determined to do it without him and with her app. Just to fucking spite him.

She picked Nahele up from school, received her customary kiss on the cheek from her foster kid and then offered him an adventure which he gladly took up. Together they drove to the little white brick house at 2756 Kalawao St. where toys were littering the perfectly green lawn. And across the street from it an unmarked black vehicle with two very serious looking bald men.

Rowan parked her car in the driveway and then both she and Nahele went up to the front door. She knocked quickly where the woman with the plain brown hair answered the door with an infant in her arms.

"Hi, I'm Rowan I work with your husband."

"Oh, you work with Jeff?" she asked.

Rowan nodded brightly, she checked back behind her again at the car that was just barely visible. "Yeah, sure, and uh… not going to lie but we have a bit of a situation. I'm going to deal with it but I was hoping that you could just watch Nahele for me?"

"Wait… what situation?" Nahele asked fear crossing over his face briefly.

"Don't worry about it," she said to him pushing him into Morrison's home. "Just uh… shut the door and don't open it until I come back."

She shut the door on them, pulled out her phone, dropped her purse by the front door and opened her useless grey app as she stormed over to the car. She forced that Ice Queen mask of anger onto her face to mask her own nervousness. She hadn't done this in such a long time, she wasn't certain how this was going to go, but hopefully it worked.

She looked down to her phone and said: "Hey Sandy I'm about to accost two unidentified men in a dark sedan posted outside a house on Kalawao street. I'm pretty sure they're mafia or at the very least dangerous."

That is not advisable until I have done a complete background search and analyzation of situation.

"Well move fast, Sandy, cause I'm not waiting."

She got to the car, rapped on the window and gave the driver the international signal for roll down the window which he obliged. He opened his mouth, probably to ward her off but Rowan put up a hand to silence him.

"My name is Rowan Pierce," she said to him. Their phones beeped and they both looked at them before looking back at them.

Device paired came from their GPS and Rowan smiled. "Oh good. Sandy, care to introduce me to who we have here?"

Certainly. The driver is Andrei Kabanov, a low level hired grunt, ties to both the Bulgarian and Russian mobs, he has no current ties to any organization listed, but he has three children of varying ages that we have identified as good blackmail material, especially the youngest girl. She's his favourite.

Rowan nodded. "Good to know. And who's his friend?"

Stoyan Botev, fairly little is known, used to be a lawyer. Addiction to cocaine, fast women, and bad gambling choices has left him in debt to the Estonian mob. He is pimped out to whoever the Estonian's feel like selling him to. It was either this or death. He is a bad shot and a bad driver. They use him as a patsy most of the time. He will take the fall for several murders if he is ever caught.

"Wow sucks to be you," Rowan said as she leant against the window of the car.

"What do you want?" Andrei asked, his eyes narrowed at her so Rowan did her best to smile prettily at him.

"I want you to drive away. Far away. And then I want you to tell your boss that I'm coming for him."

The two men held her eyes carefully. The passenger, Stoyan, shakingly brought a gun up towards her but Andrei put a hand out to force it back down. Oh, smart move, she liked Andrei.

"I am more than prepared to let you guys go easy," she told them. "But I'm not impressed with the whole hit the family move. It's a low blow and it was uncalled for. We're not savages, we're supposed to be sophisticated. But I'm telling you right now it's going to get real savage up in here if he pulls that gun on me. So I'm going to tell you one more time. If you know what's good for you, you'll drive away and forget all about this. You hear me?"

"As you wish," Andrei said.

Rowan straightened, watched as he turned the car back on and then stepped back to let him drive away. Once they were gone and she couldn't see the car anymore, she looked down to her phone.

"Sandy?"

Yes… Professional?

"What are the chances of you tracking down Roman Zednick for me?"

Roman Zednick is not a target we suggest you going after. Roman is illusive and 90% lethal. Master has attempted raids on Roman's operations and none have been successful.

Sirens hit the air but Rowan couldn't care less she was heading back the house where Nahele was standing on the stoop asking who those guys were. The woman with her two children behind him. Roman had gotten children involved. Roman had gotten involved with Five-0. That made Roman her problem.

"I'm not hitting his operations. I'm going to hit him. Get me all you can get on Roman Zednick, please and thank you."

HPD units swarmed the street, screeching to halts and hopping curbs. Well, that meant that Steve was going to find out what she had done. Wonderful, she'd just have to add that to the list of reasons the Five-0s thought she was a monster.

H5O-H5O-H5O-H5O

They had found the house that Roman was thought to be renting and stormed the fortress. Steve had taken out two men, Chin had got the other that almost killed him but Morrison, he moved in on Roman, had his family threatened and then got hit over the head.

Steve had also found a girl shot up in one of the rooms, freaking out, so she was being dealt with elsewhere and when she was ready they'd ask her the important questions. But at that moment, Steve was more concerned with Morrison's health and sanity, because he knew no ambulance or head injury would contain him if he thought Rowan or Nahele was in danger. He figured Morrison to be the same.

Morrison shook his head again as the EMT put an icepack to his head.

"Roman was probably bluffing," Morrison said again. "I should have taken him down, I should have…"

"Hey, you played this thing exactly the way you should've," Steve told him. Which was true, because it's what he would have done if Roman had him in Morrison's place.

Grover came up an odd look about him, especially when he was looking at Steve which did not bode well for him. "I just heard back from HPD," he said. "The officers who responded have confirmed that your family is fine. They uh… the guys got chased off."

"Chased off?" Morrison echoed.

"Yeah. Got scared off by a woman in a pastel purple muscle car," Grover said eyeing Steve who sighed in the most aggressive way he could muster. God. Fucking. Damn. It. Rowan. "They're uh… they're bringing her… and the kid… down here for questioning."

"She had Nahele with her?!" Steve cried but Grover just shrugged.

Okay it was one thing for her to put herself into dangerous situations, but dragging his son… his foster son… along for the ride was not okay!

"I'm going to kill her," Steve muttered to himself as Grover walked away and Morrison looked up to him.

"I uh… I guess you know who the pastel purple girl is?"

"Yeah, my girlfriend," Steve said with a sigh.

"Yeah? Shit, no way I didn't know you had tried your hand at settling down," Morrison said to him with a cheeky grin on his face.

"Yeah, I'm trying… now if she'd only stop trying to get herself killed," he said with a wry chuckle.

It wasn't long after that that Rowan, with Nahele beside her was ushered down the sloping green lawn towards him. He abandoned Morrison immediately, who had the gall to ask who the beach bunny was, to approach her. Nahele was still in his school uniform, the grey slacks and the white dress shirt, but Rowan, Rowan was in her burgundy shorts and a frilly grey tank top, while he was aware she looked like an irresistible beach bunny, he didn't need Morrison commenting on how his girl was… well a hot as fuck beach bunny. He walked away from Morrison so he could talk to her almost privately. He wanted to dig his hands into her hair and pull it out of that ponytail while he kissed her so thoroughly that she couldn't stand any more. And he might have if he wasn't so goddamn pissed off.

"Hey, 'Hele, are you okay?" he asked him pulling him in for a hug.

"Yeah! It was so cool, Steve!" he cried. "They just drove away! Like… serious mafioso dudes were so scared of Rowan that they drove away! And I thought you were the intimidating one of the family."

Oh, wow, what a blow to the ego right there. He turned a dark glare on Rowan who had the good grace to wince at him. "Kay, why don't you go see Uncle Chin, hmm?" he said pushing the kid towards his teammates before turning on to Rowan. "What the hell were you thinking?"

"I was thinking that they were going to take his wife and daughter and then torture and kill them," Rowan said. "And I figured neither of us would like it if that happened to us so… you know… I went and stopped it."

Steve groaned loudly at her. "But Rowan, you took Nahele with you! Why the hell would you take Nahele? What if something had happened huh? And you're supposed to not be dreaming! That's what you said, you're not dreaming right, right? So are you lying about that now too?"

"NO!" Rowan snapped. "I thought it was just a bad dream, cause I didn't know who they were, but you know… I hugged you today and got a bit of a flash…"

"But that's not useful! So that's what you're going to do now? Dream things that don't matter?" Steve cried.

"Really? Their lives don't matter?"

"No… I mean… they do… but I asked you about Roman Zednick not Morrison's family," he said with a sigh. "Did you… I mean… since you clearly used the app to scare off the people sitting on Morrison's house… do you think you could use it to find Roman?"

"Uh… no?" Rowan cried. "You don't like my app, remember? You don't get to decide when you like it and when you don't. It's either all bad or all good, pick."

"Okay you are being ridiculous, Rowan. Stop being unreasonable!" he cried.

"I am not. You said it yourself, Adam's company's past matters. It was created out of blood money, it will never be clean. Well my app was created and is run by criminals, so it will never be good. Right? So if it will never be good, and because I use it neither will I, why are you asking me to use it? Doesn't that, by proxy make you a bad guy?"

"What the hell is that logic?" Steve shouted. "Obviously not! Cause you're using it for something good!"

"Then why do you get mad at me when I use it?"

"Because you shouldn't need it!" Steve hollered. "Because you should be at home making me dinner and helping our kid with his homework. Or maybe, maybe I don't like it because now, because of that app, your name is synonymous with death…"

"What are you talking about?"

"I went to talk to someone, Odell Martin, he… uh… he's got his ear to the ground. He knows all about your app, he knows all about you. About all the things you order done on that app of yours. About how you and Wo Fat aren't talking but he hasn't stopped looking over you so everyone thinks it's a trap, that he's trying to separate himself from you and his app so he can seem more trustworthy to them. That it's an act."

"I don't… I don't even know who he is…" Rowan stuttered.

"But that's not the point is it? The point is when people hear your name, they're afraid. They're afraid because you can pull up that app and destroy them with a single voice command. Because to them, to them, you're a goddamn monster!"

He had shouted that last sentence at her. He couldn't help it, speaking with Odell that morning, hearing about what the unground said about his girlfriend on the street had fucking terrified him. But he paused when he saw the look on Rowan's face. Her face was stricken, her tear-filled blue eyes blinking up at him like she didn't recognize him, like he had become the monster in this situation. Okay… maybe he had gone too far.

He opened his mouth to apologize but Rowan turned and so did Steve. The black haired girl they had found shot was being brought towards him. He didn't want to deal with this, not when he had to give her an apology but he half turned to her and then said: "Just uh… just give me a moment, okay?"

He left Rowan's side, trusting she wouldn't run off this time, simply because she couldn't leave Nahele behind, and approached Danielle. "Hey, uh, now that you're patched up I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions."

She nodded and Steve pulled up his phone and showed her the photo of one of the men. She nodded, okay so knew them that was good.

"That was Nicolai, Nicolai Krause," she said in her thick accent. "And the other two were Vicktor and Julian. But I didn't get their last names."

"Alright, what about the fourth guy in the house, the one who got away?" Steve asked.

She winced a bit and then said: "Gatsby?"

"Gatsby? That's what he called himself?" Steve asked because wow that was stupid. Not that he ever read the Great Gatsby but he knew enough to know that Roman was not him.

She shook her head. "No, that's what Lindsey called him. They never told us his name. She just called him Gatsby because he stayed out of sight while we all partied."

"So, you never saw him?" Steve asked, cause that would just be his luck.

"No, oh, uh, except for a few moments last night," she admitted. "I went for a quick swim and when I got out, there he was."

YES! A lucky break! "Did you see his face?"

She winced again and shrugged. "Well, yeah, I guess?"

"Okay, we're going to transfer you to a secure wing in the hospital, then I'm going to set you up with a sketch artist there. Is that okay?" he asked when she nodded he nodded too. "Alright, good."

He was also going to have TSA track down that friend of hers, the one she said had flown out early that morning, leaving her behind with these guys to party, just in case she saw Roman's face too. He was the kind of guy to kill everyone who saw him to keep his identity a secret. And he'd need to tell Kono to watch it as well, because if Danielle had seen Roman's face it would be motive for him to go after her as well.

But at that moment he had bigger issues. Like the fact that he had just used the m word in reference to Rowan and he knew how she felt about that.

He noted that as Danielle walked away Rowan's eyes followed her and when he finally approached her she asked: "Who was that?" right away.

"Danielle. She uh… she might have had eyes on Roman, she's the closest thing to a witness we got."

Rowan blinked her eyes. And then looked over her shoulder again at the retreating woman. "I've seen her before."

Steve narrowed his eyes at her in surprised. "How is that even possible?"

"I don't know… but I swear… I swear I feel like I know who she is," she whispered. "I think… I don't think she's a witness."

"Of course, she is."

"No, I mean, I think she's in on it."

"Oh don't be ridiculous, and don't tell me you were dreaming about her, clearly the only thing you're dreaming about is secondary info. Just my luck. huh? I finally get on boards with the constant visions and now you're not getting them… or any good ones anyway," Steve snapped at her. "Look, can we talk about this when I get home? I promise I will be rational and… you know… I… I mean the monster comment… I don't think you're…"

"No just everyone else right?" Rowan snapped turning away.

"Ro… I'm sorry, okay, I'm sorry? Can… I know you're mad at me… but maybe… could I maybe…"

She turned back to him, crossed quickly to give him the hug he needed and then kissed his cheek. "I'm still mad at you," she whispered to him.

"Fair," he whispered back tightening his grip around her. "Just uh… one more minute."

She nodded and let him hug her. Next he was going to hug Nahele, just so he knew that the kid was okay. Then he was going to make it up to her. Buy her flowers… no… a book… yeah… he'd buy her a new book that would be better.

Just you know, after he found the Bulgarian gun runner that seemed to be ruining everyone's lives at that moment.