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A/N Hello guys! Only two more days in our marathon, it's so sad that it's coming to an end. But what's great is that you guys won't be left on a cliffhanger! I know how much you guys don't like them but I can't help it. I LOVE THEM! We got more Rowanisms going on in this chapter so GET READY, it's all meant to be funny, and you get to see Steve being an even more supportive boyfriend (which I think is great cause he was pretty great last chapter too), well unofficial boyfriend. Don't forget to leave me a review, I can't wait to see how you like the upcoming chapters, and I'll see you guys tomorrow!

Chapter 171

In the morning, across the island another couple was having an equally as important conversation. Danny had been unable to sleep, he had wandered the house for a bit so he wouldn't keep Amber awake with his fitful tossing and turning. He had gone out to the back, to sit in the hammock and watch the stars, but he had fallen asleep out there.

He woke up to Amber reading a book in a chair beside him. He smiled warmly to her and explained why he had ended up out there and not in bed with her, so she knew it wasn't her fault. She didn't seem put off by it, she merely climbed into the hammock beside him.

She was all comfortable and cozy and Danny was feeling great until she asked: "Who's Reyes?" oh god, what? Why was she asking about him? "You mentioned his name in your sleep last night."

"I did?" he asked, sounding more annoyed then surprised.

"Yeah."

"Ah, well… okay… Reyes… Marco Reyes was the man who tortured my brother," he admitted.

Amber blinked her eyes. "Why were you dreaming about him?"

"Uhm… well… it's kind of complicated. The situation I ended up in. You see… Reyes he came to the island and he uh… he told me I had to get a certain amount of money together or he'd kill Matty."

"Oh god, Danny, that's awful."

"Yeah, so while I'm running around like a chicken with its head cut off, unbeknownst to me, Rowan had saved Matty from Reyes months ago and just never told anyone cause she and Steve were fighting, we don't trust her brother and she doesn't trust me to keep a secret."

"How did she save Matty?"

"You know, I never got all the details from her, but it involved pulling a favour in with her brother…" "Ah, the criminal brother…" "Yep that's the one. From what I understand he did all the work."

They were silent a minute and he admitted. "That situation ended badly and Rowan was involved, and I guess… uh… I guess I feel bad cause if I had communicated with her, instead of lying to her like Steve wanted me to, everything could have ended differently. And now she's hurting, and her and Steve's relationship has suffered, and I'm peachy keen with my good girl, and my brother off doing community service and… yeah…"

"Well… what happened to Reyes?" she asked and Danny froze again. He couldn't tell her what happened, not really and he didn't want to tell her the same lies that he had told Steven and the police. That the last time they saw him he was sailing away with his tail between his legs when Wo Fat and his men showed up to protect Rowan.

"Let's go swimming, you wanna go swimming?" he asked.

She propped herself up to stare at him, she knew he was avoiding the question and she was going to let him have it. "You have the water," she reminded him.

"I don't know if I hate the water. I was just thinking if you were wearing something skimpy, maybe it would be a more pleasurable experience, you know?"

She laughed at him a little bit before saying: "I'm happy to oblige."

"Alright, let's go," he said and then let her kiss him a few times. But when she went to move he tugged her back down. "Wait come back, let's not go yet."

She fell back to his chest smiling at him and he smiled to. He didn't think there was anything that could happen to ruin this trip. Not Steve, not Rowan and her visions, and not even his own stupidity.

H5O-H5O-H5O-H5O

Rowan hadn't dreamed in the night. She had waited. She had asked the void to give her something, anything. She was ready now, hit her with it. But with Steve's arms around her nothing had come to her. Like he was shielding her with his embrace.

Steve had left early. A case. She had heard him murmur all of that to her, felt his lips hovering near her ear, felt the soft butterfly kisses he had pressed to each of her eyes and eventually her lips. Had felt the cold of the absence of his presence and it was in that cold that the first proper dream came. In shattering clarity and high definition. And it was about a fire.

That had not been what she wanted to see. That… that had been terrible. But she kept seeing the same room, the same woman tied to a chair. Doused in accelerant and then set on fire. It took a lot of pushing, she had to dream that dream the whole way through to finally move on and get to the dream she wanted. The dream that mattered most to her.

Frank Simpson. He had abandoned her this morning, realizing that he was better off not chasing after a girl who had a man like Steven McGarrett in her stack of cards. He had also left that morning to go and find Amber. He had a hunch. He had gotten an address from her boss. But the joke was on him because she had dreamed the conversation he had and she had the address now too. And on top of that, she also knew his game plan which meant she could react accordingly. Though really, her plan was to beat him there.

And she knew. She knew if she couldn't get a hold of Danny, if she couldn't get to him first. Frank was going to kill Danny and then kill Amber. And that was not going down on her watch.

So, after she had dropped Nahele off at school, Rowan had taken her GTO, got on the highway and started making her way towards Danny who was literally on the other side of the island. The rat bastard. Why couldn't he be closer?

It was after a half hour of driving that she realized that she had promised that she wouldn't run off into dangerous situations anymore and that she may not be back in time to pick Nahele up from school. So she called up her man, and surprisingly, despite he had a case, he picked up on the second ring.

"Morning babe, I know you were sleeping so you may not know but we caught another arson…" he started but Rowan cut him off.

"No, no, that's okay. Hey so uh… Danny's in danger, and I'm going to get to him before the danger hits, but he's far so I might not be back in time to pick up Nahele, could you do it?"

"I've got a case, Ro," Steve reminded her.

"Keep him in a squad car or something. You know, like you used to do to me," she snapped back. "Also, not sure how important this is but uh… Room number 1827. Please remember that. I had a few dreams this morning after you left and I got one about a woman on fire in room number 1827. I think… your cases have been about fire's right? Something like… Éclair? But I also may just be craving Chocolate Eclairs."

Steve was silent a moment before saying: "Okay I'll keep that in mind, but you be careful, you don't know if that guy is following you."

"No, he's gone," she whispered. She hoped he didn't ask about that. She'd feel like she'd have to tell him to the truth but Steve didn't ask her about it so she could move on.

He told her that he he'd keep trying Danny and that had Chin looking up the guy and that when he got anything, he'd text her. She promised to keep herself out of trouble, and to text him if anything got too dangerous. Once they ended their phone call she had put in a call in with Duke to tell him the situation, he couldn't spare a guy but when he could he was going to send someone over to the address she had to make sure everything was okay, he put out an APB on Frank and a note to not pull over a pastel purple GTO that was flying down the highway.

And then she was driving.

Canada was a big country. She did a lot of driving, she had loved long drives, sun on her face, wind whipping through her hair, good tunes that she had either sung or written floating on the air. And this ride would have been so much more entertaining if she wasn't so damn worried about Danny and Amber.

Three and half hours later Rowan had come upon the house, too late though. Took a wrong turn, ended up at the wrong house. Not good. And she could see that. Frank had Amber pinned against the wall and Danny was on the floor. Turning quickly she rushed back down the stairs. She grabbed a handful of pebbled from the gravel driveway, shoved them into her pockets and then rushed back to the house to quickly climb up onto the roof.

So, she came to the party late, a party she wasn't invited to, that was fine, just meant she had to sneak in. She had crashed many parties in her youth, she could crash this one too.

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Steve, still at a crime scene, had sent Chin to pick up Nahele from school and then hold him at the office. He had already talked to Nahele on the phone, first at lunch to tell him that Rowan had a something to deal with and couldn't come get him and that he'd be sending Chin to pick him up, and then again after school to confirm that he was in the car with Chin and to ask if he wanted anything for dinner. And then he made Chin pick it up for him on the way back to the palace.

So, to have Chin calling again meant that either something was wrong with Nahele or this had something to do with the case.

"Chin, what's up?"

"So that plate that Kamekona gave you came back to a car rented by a Frank Simpson out of New York City. TSA has him landing here a week ago," he announced.

"Amber's from New York, and Rowan did say that she was pretty sure his name was Frank. Damn I hate it when she's right," Steve sighed. "Okay, okay, so maybe he's an old boyfriend?"

"He's more than an old boyfriend. He's her husband."

Steve went silent. Oh. Holy. Shit.

"Turns out our Amber Vitale was actually Born Melissa Armstrong. Her married name is Melissa Simpson."

"Did you say Melissa?" Steve echoed after a bit of a pause.

"Yep, guess we now know why Rowan kept calling her Melissa by accident," Chin said and Steve shook his head. Fucking Rowan and her visions. She had subconsciously known that Amber had been lying about her name the whole time. "Okay, so she travels five thousand miles, she changes her name, and now the husband shows up? She had to have been running from him."

"Yeah, and for good reason," Chin told him. "NYPD arrested Simpson back in 2013 for felony assault. Amber, AKA Melissa Simpson, was the complainant victim. He nearly killed her. She's got an order of protection against him."

Jesus Christ and that guy was following Rowan last night? God fucking damn it what had she gotten herself into? What was she driving into now?

"Yeah, well alright. You and I both know that thing's not worth the paper it's written on. I bet Amber knew that too."

"Yeah, I tried calling Danny and Amber as well," Chin admitted. "Both phones went straight to voicemail."

"Danny told me that he was going off the grid. He wants to spend some time with Amber. They must have turned their phones off.

"Well that explains why I can't ping their locations. Did he tell you where he was going?"

"No. Have you tried Rowan? She said she was going up to get him out of harm's way."

"Is she dreaming again?"

"I don't know, I think so," he said. "She didn't tell me about it this morning though. Just give her a try alright? Maybe if you can get her location we can send HPD to her before this all blows up."

"Okay, if that doesn't work, I'll reach out to friends and work and see if anyone knows anything," he said.

Steve just nodded. "Have HPD help. Put out an APB on Simpson. If he's going after Amber, and if Rowan's right he is, she and Danny… and Rowan could be in danger. And… uh… Chin…?"

"Yeah?"

"Maybe don't let the kid in on this, huh? He worries enough as it is," Steve said. Chin agreed and hung up the phone. Steve called Rowan quickly and it too went straight to voicemail but that could just mean she wasn't in an area with cell service. Despite himself, despite the more logical explanations, Steven found himself worrying. Worrying that something had happened to her and his best friend.

God, he didn't need this today. He just didn't.

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Danny came to, head pounding, eyes swimming, to find Amber pinned against a wall with a man asking her if she loved him. Well. Shit. He wasn't quite sure what was happening, but he knew some things. She was scared. He was yelling. And Danny felt queasy. He had been around Rowan enough to know what that meant after getting hit in the head.

"Frank please," Amber whimpered.

Frank, the man, screamed in rage, stabbing the wall beside her head with a knife while she closed her eyes and sobbed, flinching with each hit the knife point made with the wood finish.

"All I wanted to do was take care of you. To love you!"

"Love me? You put me in the hospital twice, Frank!"

Okay what now? God why couldn't he center himself to get back up? How the hell did Rowan function so well after getting hit in the head? Okay maybe she didn't exactly function that well but she was much better at it than he was, maybe it was cause she had more practice?

"I know, I know I did, baby," Frank said brushing her hair back behind her ear while she tried to duck his hands. "I made a mistake. I told you I was sorry about that."

"Put the knife down," she ordered. But he didn't listen. "Put the knife down, Frank, please."

"I want to, but I can't. I need you to tell me that you still love me," he growled.

"I can't," she whispered to him. "I can't anymore."

"Why? Why not? Because of him? Are you going to tell me you're in love with him? Because I didn't fly five thousand miles for you to tell me that it's over!" he shouted at her. He was about to raise the knife, he was about to stab her and it was at that point that the sound was heard. The sound of stones hitting the roof and then falling to the ground. Frank turned, he took half a step towards the back door, and Danny felt the air pressure change. Someone had opened the front door.

Someone stepped over him, he heard Amber squeak and when he looked up, Rowan, with frying pan in hand was quickly and soundlessly stepping over him again and sneaking up on Frank. He couldn't see her face but he'd bet all the money in his bank account that she had ice blue eyes and a glare on her face.

"I told you to get off my island, bitch," she growled, breaking the silence and when Frank turned she smacked him, right across the face with the frying pan. The resound bang echoing through the house, the force of the hit was so strong that it knocked Frank right over. He hit the wall across from him and then slid down it, collapsing to the floor.

But Rowan didn't stop there. She stood over top of him and hit him, over and over and over again, all over his body, not just his face, his shoulders, back, arm, legs, hell it looked like at one point she was aiming for his dick.

"I told you…" bang "…If you…" bang "….Touched…" bang "…My friends…" bang "…I'd do…" bang "…to you…" bang "… what you did…" bang "…to her…" bang "…I…" bang "…wasn't…" bang "…lying!"

Danny forced himself up, he wrapped his arms up around Rowan's chest and pulled her away. As he did she roared with all the rage pent up in her small little body and hurled the frying pan at Frank one more time. Catching the guy right in the chest.

He put Rowan down and forced her to look at him. "Rowan, stop, stop Rowan."

"Oh my god," Amber said coming towards them. "How did she know… where did she…"

"She does this, she does this," Danny said trying to get Rowan to look at him. "What are you doing here, Rowan?!"

"Trying to save you!" she snapped. "Asshole showed up yesterday looking for girlie over here with plans to stab you both, so I came up here save you! Do you know how many fire dreams I had to wade through before I got to this one? I had to climb to the fucking roof and I swear I got a splinter. AND I got lost on the way up here. Could this place be even more remote?!"

Danny blinked his eyes. "Are you dreaming again?"

Rowan blinked her eyes and suddenly broke out in a large grin. "Actually yes, yes I am," she said but then her eyes caught something behind him and her smile faded away. With a strength he didn't think she had she shoved him aside, his body slamming into Ambers knocking them both down, just as Frank charged them, leaving her open to take the attack. Rowan tried to deflect his hands but she wasn't trained like Danny or Steve was.

The knife that Frank hadn't let go of sunk into her, a sort of grunt of pain mixed with a gasp of surprise escaped her lips and both Danny and Amber cried Rowan's name. But it was Danny who grabbed Frank by the shoulders and pulled him away.

As Rowan crumpled and Amber went to her side, Danny found that his head was no longer pounding and it was no longer hard to center himself in the world. He got on top of Frank and beat the ever living shit out of him. He hit his face over and over until he was certain that the bastard wouldn't get up again. Doing as much damage as he thought McGarrett would do in that situation without actually strangling the life out of him.

"Danny, Danny, stop, she needs a hospital!" Amber cried and only then did he get off. Turning back to where she was trying to pull Rowan up, Rowan who was cradling her right side, her face an ashen white beneath her tan. He pushed Amber aside to scoop Rowan up together they all rushed out to his Camaro where Danny got into the back with Rowan to put pressure on her wounds.

"You're going to have to drive, can you do that?" he asked Amber who just nodded. He looked back to Rowan to find her breathing dangerously shallow, her fingers gripping her side, her blue eyes going a bit glassy. He had seen that look on her face before, right after Steve had pulled her out of the water, bullet wound to her shoulder. He was not living through that again.

"Look at me you bitch!" he cried to her when her eyes started to droop. "If you die cause of me Steve will never forgive me!"

"Steven?" she whispered.

"Yes that's right Steven!" he cried. "Steven's going to kill me if you die, so don't you fucking die!"

"I want Steven," was all Rowan could say to that wincing as he put even more pressure on the knife wound.

"Yeah, yeah of course you do, you always want Steven. And we're going to get you to him," he said. "Move us, fast Amber!"

She nodded, putting the car in the right gear and pressing on the gas, but Frank slid in front of the car.

His nose was all bloody, half his face was swollen, he had a limp and his shoulder wasn't in the right place but he was up and in front of the car. Geezus, why couldn't this guy stay down?

"Where do you think you're going? You can't run from me!" he shouted at her. Rowan let out a whimper, just the smallest barest whimper that Danny could tell would have been a cry for Steve if she had the energy to make it that loud and before he could encourage Amber to just mow him over, she did just that.

She gunned it, sending him flying up against the windshield and then breaking so he'd come crashing down. He hit the ground and this time didn't get up. Danny almost said go around him, but she gunned it again and went right over him. Well… well alright then.

Danny turned back to Rowan who was half in his lap, her eyes half shut, a hand gripping his. God, she just had to stay alive, cause Steve really wasn't going to forgive him if Rowan died cause of him. Hell. If she died because of him, he wouldn't forgive himself either.