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A/N: How's everyone's Monday? So if you guys haven't figured it out… that's right guys, we've reached the Finale of the Reyes plot arc. Now, a lot of stuff is going to happen, both last chapter and this chapter are shorter than the others but next chapter is 13 pages long and A LOT happens in it so that should make up for it. So it's been decided that you guys are gonna get a marathon when we hit the 800th review, but I've also decided to hit you guys with a surprise at the same time! So don't forget to review to get us there quicker and I'll see you guys on Wednesday!

Chapter 179

Rowan sat at the table, her hands cuffed, they had moved her from three different rooms because they had been having audio and visual issues. That was because Rowan was blowing speakers and cameras every time she voided out of her cuffs. She knew she should probably stop but she couldn't help herself. She was scared. She wanted Steven. She thought messing with things would give him time to get to her, but she had sensed him near-by and then he was gone. She realized then that Steve probably couldn't get to her and she was just prolonging the inevitable.

So Rowan sat there trying not to cry, trying to seem brave, trying to make Steve proud of her waiting for someone to come in to talk to her. After a few minutes of waiting a man did appear, he was in a baggy suit and had thinning red hair. He was looking down at a file folder instead of paying attention to her.

"My name is Sam Alexander and I'm..."

"OH… I know you. Of you. I think. CIA right?" she asked. Alexander blinked his eyes. "God I wish I had my phone. I swear… I bet it's on there… it was important too. Gosh. Sam Alexander…" she turned to him laughing almost hysterically. "I swear this is gonna drive me crazy until I figure it out…"

"You don't need your phone, not after we're done with you, not where you're going," he growled to her and she fell quiet. He sat down across from her, opened up his files and then looked at her carefully, his look cold and guarded with a smug sort of smile on his face.

"Do you know what you're here for?"

"You think I helped murder someone," Rowan answered. "I'm not stupid, I heard what the guy said when he grabbed me."

She brought her hands up and the cuffs clattered to the table. His eyes found them and for a moment he looked unnerved.

"Who do you think I murdered?"

"How did you do that?" he asked instead pointing to the cuffs on the table.

"Magic," Rowan snapped back. For a moment he actually looked surprised. Like it might be true, and considering she had pulled from the void to do it, it kind of was. "I'm double jointed you twit. I'll behave I promise they're just making me anxious."

He said nothing, but instead leant forward and zip tied her to the table instead. Once he was still done, he settled himself down in his seat again and began to flip through a file folder. "You are here about the murder of Marco Reyes. And if you help me with what I want to know, I'll set you up with a deal. One that will keep you out of jail and in Hawaii, how does that sound?"

Rowan wasn't paying attention to his words, he had combed through a file, putting pictures in front of her. Rowan's eyes clapped onto the pictures and then went wide. Oh god. Oh… oh god. That was a lot of dismembered pieces and so much… so much blood…

"Oh my god…" she whispered and then gagged. "What is that?"

He had gotten up, being sure to push the pictures closer to her so there was no where she could look to get away from them. He walked around the table, to stand beside her, hovering over her side and pointing to the pictures. "That is what's left of Marco Reyes."

WHAT WAS LEFT?! Oh my god. Oh my god. What had Wo Fat done? She told him to SINK the body not cut the fucking thing up…. wait… the Sweeny Todd Protocol. Dismemberment. He must have…

Rowan gagged again. She tugged at her bonds, too frazzled to get the void to work for her. "I… I think… I'm gonna… I need a bucket… or a garbage can… please…"

"No, you can sit there and suffer…"

"Okay I'll just puke on you," she said and then turned towards him and just let it all come out. Alexander yelped and threw himself away but it still coated most of his legs.

"JEZUS!" he screamed but Rowan was still gagging.

"I think I'm going to do it again…"

She had never seen a man run for a garbage can so fast in her life.

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Steve sat in the car beside his mentor his leg tapping away his fingers to his lips as he struggled to keep himself from bursting into tears or to scream in frustration. He figured now, that the fear wasn't just his own anymore, he could sense Rowan's and it was making him feel ten times worse. Joe had just explained bare minimum about what was happening but he didn't get it. Because it wasn't making sense.

"Okay, Joe, help me understand," he snapped. "Why would the CIA care about getting justice for a drug-dealing scumbag like Marco Reyes?"

"Because he was more than just a drug-dealing scumbag, Steve."

"What are you talking about?'

"Marco Reyes was an Agency asset. Our government invested a lot in him and they don't care who Danny is, or who Rowan is tied to, they just want someone to pay for the murder. I will tell you this though, they were so afraid of that app the order to get Rowan came in person, the only reason we guessed that they were going for Rowan was because she was involved in the first place."

"They're adapting to her app?"

"I think so."

"I can also tell you this, Colombia doesn't want her. The order was for Williams, when she got mentioned the Colombian government freaked out. She know someone in Colombia?"

"I don't think so," Steve answered but the truth was he didn't fucking know.

Joe parked the car and together they walked into the Palace. They were silent until they got into his office. Joe went straight to the smart table and plugged in a USB. Immediately all these files popped up. Steve stared at them not understanding what he was looking at.

"Reyes was helping the CIA with an operation called Sandpiper."

Joe turned to him, this was a CIA op? "Where did you get all this?"

"Don't ask," he said quickly. "Here's how it worked." He pulled up documents and pictures and began to flip through them giving Steve a snap shot of what was happening. "Wall Street invested in the expanding housing market in Colombia. What they didn't realize was they were actually buying into a cocaine cartel's laundering scheme. When the Colombian government made a stronger push toward drug enforcement, U.S. banks, all of a sudden, started taking huge hits, indirectly affecting the stability of our economy. So the CIA felt that they had no choice but to step in, keep the drugs flowing to prevent a potential market crash."

"And Marco Reyes was moving the coke," Steve summed up.

"That's right. He's been on their books for years. CIA had him under surveillance, which is how they knew he came down here. It's how they knew that Danny and Rowan were the last to see him alive but the body showing up in Langley in ten pieces was how they knew he was killed."

"Pieces…" Steve echoed. Fucking Wo Fat. He didn't hide the body he mutilated it and sent it to the CIA. What the hell was his problem? "Alright, alright, so they also knew that Reyes had Danny's brother then."

"Do you think they care about that?" Joe asked. "Matthew Williams was a fugitive wanted by the FBI for fraud, money laundering, criminal conspiracy. As far as the CIA's concerned, his holding and torturing was the cost of doing business."

Steve sighed that was a pretty callous way of thinking about this and even though it was and Joe relented. "But someone cared, didn't they?" Steve looked up. "That girl of yours, she caused this."

"How is this Rowan's fault?" Steve snapped.

"Cause Rowan sent Fat's men down to Colombia to get Matty, didn't she?" Joe asked. Fuck. Matty's rescue. All of this started because Rowan had Matty rescued.

"Now, when Fat hit Reyes, he hit hard. He took a whole load of guns, stacks of cash, all the drugs and killed everyone on site, including the CIA guards. They lost a lot, and it affected the CIA payouts. At first it looked like a rival gang hit, but they didn't kill Matty, they took him and that was tipped Reyes off to Fat being involved, of Rowan probably being involved. Because otherwise, why bother? They knew that Matty was tied to Danny, who was someone Rowan cared about. Which meant it was reasonable for them to assume that if she got wind of Matty's predicament, she'd send someone to get him, and that if she were to send anyone it would be Fat. Except there was no proof. The order didn't go through her app, Fat was in solitary so it wasn't like there were any witnesses and neither Matty, the drugs, the money nor the guns ever resurfaced. So he had nothing to go on and no one was going to confront Wo Fat, and there was no way in hell anyone was going to go after Rowan… not without proof."

Proof that was it. That was the key to this. That was how Reyes got into the States. The CIA had gotten him there. Had sent him there to get the proof from Rowan.

"The CIA let Reyes come down here to put pressure on Danny because they assumed, with Rowan tied to Danny and being the common denominator between Wo Fat, Danny and Matty, she'd give up the location," Joe said. "And she did, or at least the location of Matty."

"So… because Rowan had Matty they think that Rowan knows where the drugs are."

"Well does she?"

"No!" Steve cried. When Joe just stared at him he realized that his mentor knew that Steve really had no idea. "Look, he does things without telling her okay? She only cared about Matty. She wouldn't have wanted the drugs and the money and all the other stuff. So if Wo Fat took those things he did it for himself, not for her."

Steve found himself locked into a heated stare off with Joe. It was true, he knew it was true, Rowan didn't know about the drugs, she didn't care about that stuff, she had a lazer focus and she was prone to leaving most of the details to Wo Fat. She didn't care what he did, so long as what she needed done got done. Luckily their stare off was interrupted by Kono, who, quite flusteredly, rushed into the main office and got Steve's attention.

"I just got a call from Duke. Chin's been arrested by Coughlin."

"What?" Steve snapped. No this couldn't be happening, he had so much to worry about he didn't need this added to the list of things. "I thought Rowan dealt with him."

"Who's Coughlin?" Joe asked.

"He runs internal Affairs for HPD and he's been after Chin's scalp for the better part of a year. Rowan did have him transferred, but he's been working Chin's case on his own, got a lead and apparently some evidence and the permission to come down and get Chin," she explained.

"First Danny, then Chin, and they put Rowan out of commission so she can't access her wonder app. This can't be a coincidence."

No, clearly someone was trying to fracture Five-0. But Steve didn't have time to worry about that, not with his best friend arrested for murder, and his girlfriend arrested as an accomplice.

"Wait a minute, did Duke say that he thinks Coughlin has something…"

"Well it can't be another one of his shakedowns, cause Rowan ran him off, so yeah, Duke thinks he's got something. He said that Coughlin wouldn't have booked Chin unless he had something rock solid."

Fuck he didn't need this today. He just didn't.

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They had un-ziptied her, and then shoved a garbage into her hands so she could throw up. The pictures were neatly put away and a drink was retrieved for her once the sickness had passed. Alexander had gone to get a change of clothes, but even though he had changed his pants, he hadn't been able to change his shoes, he still reeked of vomit but that was his own fault.

Rowan took another sip of her ginger ale and then shook her head. She was still in shock over what she had just been shown. "In pieces… wow… in… just… that is so… so like him…" she said to Alexander. The man just stared at her. "He never listens to me. But even that's… Jesus what did you guys do to upset him so bad?"

"That is so like detective Williams?" he asked. "That is his M.O?"

Rowan stared at him. "You think Danny did that?" she asked pointing to the file where the pictures were.

"Yes, and we know you were there. And the Colombians are going to make him pay for what he did, they're going to extradite him and make him stand trial for the murder. And you too as an accomplice. But if you help us, you won't have to go down for what he did, but if you say nothing you'll both go. All you need to do is confirm what you witnessed and we'll clear you and you can go home to your boyfriend and your kid."

"But what about Danny's kid?" she asked softly. "Who's going to go home to her?"

"He should have thought about that before he murdered a Colombian citizen and then used his Five-0 connections to sweep it under the rug."

"Okay… but what if you got proof that Danny didn't do it…"

"He'd be free to go, but we know he did it, it was his gun that fired the bullets."

Really? He couldn't have gotten the bullets out before he send the body to the CIA? Or just not sent them the part with the bullets in them? Rowan nodded. "Okay, okay, I'll uh… I'll tell you what happened…"

"Great, go on…"

"I shot Marco Reyes, five times in total. Three in the back two in the front with Danny's gun. Though in my defence he was going to kill Danny, so he sort of deserved it." She hazarded glance up to find Alexander staring at her with eyes wide with disbelief.

"How very convenient."

"Yes, I know… and it's true. That body… was it in ten pieces… and uh… by any chance… was it sent to you like… directly?" she asked. He glared at her. "Did any of the pieces have writing on them? Like… Whatever happens to her will happen to you, ten-fold?"

"How did you… how did you know that?" Alexander asked

Rowan winced. "Oh I knew it. Stupid Sweeny Todd Protocol. Yeah, sorry. Uhm… I told him not to do that," she whispered. At the look on his face she looked back down. "I uh… I panicked and called my brother… he uhm… he disposed of the body… ten pieces… tenfold… he thinks he's pithy… and he is, that's a good one, really, but uh… I told him not to… I told him to hide it… he was supposed to sink it like the others."

"Like the others?"

"Mhmm, he had other men with him, uh… lackeys I guess. There were three, maybe? I don't know the guns started going off and I hid behind the bags. I called my brother… he dealt with it."

"You called your… brother…" he echoed and Rowan nodded. "Your brother the convicted criminal…"

"Do you know of anyone else who would cut up a body and send it back to someone in pieces? Cause Danny did do it, and I sure as hell didn't, otherwise there'd be vomit all over that body."

He didn't answer right away and Rowan stared at him. He seemed to think a moment before saying: "So hold on… how did you get involved in any of this in the first place? What you just went down the pier and got a little trigger happy?"

"Uhm… Danny was short the money to pay off Reyes, I gave him a loan," she whispered.

"Pay him off for what?"

"What do you mean for what? Don't you know what happened?" she asked. When he just glared at her she sighed. "Reyes ransomed Matty which they really should have told me cause I would have dealt with the situation…"

"And how would you have done that?"

"Well if they had told me what they needed the money for I could have told them that I had Matty…"

"Wait, you had Matthew Williams, not your brother?" Alexander asked with narrowed eyes

Rowan nodded. "Well I didn't have him per say, I mean I knew where he was, of course, but it was Wo Fat's safe house."

Alexander sat there staring at her like she was nuts. "Okay and I'm to assume that you told Wo Fat to bring Matthew to Hawaii? To put him in the safe house."

Rowan nodded. "Well… yeah, we needed some place to hide him until we figured out what to do with him. He also had a healing process to go through, poor boy's leg was really badly broken granted we didn't know that when we got him out, we found that out later…"

"Wait… got him out of where?" Alexander asked.

Rowan cocked her head to the side as if she didn't understand. "Oh, uhm, out of Colombia? Uhm… did you not know that I was the one who… that I was … sort of… the one who had him pulled out of Reyes' compound."

"It was you!" he thundered jumping to his feet as if he had solved some great mystery. He smiled down at her while Rowan stared at him with big eyes of surprise, why was that such a big deal? "What about everything else?"

"What do you mean?"

"The drugs, the compound had…"

"Oh, well, Matty was my only concern, right? So I'm not sure… but I think… I think Wo mentioned that he had made it look like a hit from a rival gang… so I guess… he took them. I'd know more if I could get at my phone… the order is there… there might have been a… uh… report on the situation but I don't know… we did everything over the phone… Uhm… if I think about it I think he mentioned grabbing a few things… uh… I think he took cash and uhm… guns maybe… oh! Drugs! Yes he took drugs, guns, cash and uhm… some little black book and it was super important or something but I can't remember why…."

At that his eyes lit up and suddenly a phone was slammed down in front of her.

"Call him."

Rowan looked at the phone and then back to him. "I uh… I can't…"

"Why not?"

"Well for starters, he kidnapped and tortured my boyfriend and I ended my association with him, so uh… yeah it's be really awkward if I were to call him now. And secondly, I don't know his number off by heart and thirdly, you left my phone in the car which is at Grace's school so I can't retrieve the number or uh get access to the app."

Alexander stared at her. "You ended… okay, okay, here," he snapped picking up and piece of paper and sliding it in front of her. "You want us to let Detective Williams go? Sign it."

"What is this?"

"It's a form to waive extradition rights."

"Oh, ew. I don't want to go to Colombia," she said, sniffing primly like the paper offended her. "I don't even have a passport."

"Fine then we'll take Williams…"

"NO!" Rowan cried. "No, I'll… just stop. I'll sign it… just give me a…"

He handed her a pen before she could even finish the sentence and she took it gingerly. Signing this meant Steven would know what she did. But if she didn't they'd take Danny and she did not save Matty and go through all this shit with Reyes for Danny to end up in the situation she had been trying to avoid. So even though she really didn't want to, even though she had no idea what was going to happen to her and even though her heart was hammering in her throat and her hands were shaking she signed the paper.