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A/N: Happy Wednesday my wonderful readers! Guys, I've got some… news and some good new. For starters… guys… it's absolutely 100% official. I have finished writing season 5. I am officially on season 6. Isn't that both exciting and terrifying? So as I predicted Season Five ends at chapter 203 and then chapter 204 we're thrown right into the thick of it season 6. The good news is we hit 150 followers! Since that was one of the milestones I was counting down to, usually that would mean a marathon, except I'm short on chapters and I'll be focusing on another project in November that I'm saving chapters for, I'm going to be doing the marathon in December. Hopefully that's okay. Don't forget to tell me if you guys want me to put season 6 and onward into a different story! As always, please leave a review and I'll see you guys on Friday.

Chapter 193

Where the hell are you? I called your room ten times. Pick up the phone, you selfish son of a bitch. I knew I shouldn't have let you go. Wild boar, my ass! You know what? Enjoy yourself, jackass, because this is the last trip you will ever take. Do you hear me? I swear to God, you're on the couch when you get back.

Poor Mickey Dickson, his wife… his wife was clearly not happy.

The recording stopped, taking the angry wife's voice and the screaming child in the background away and Danny and Steve were left in the heavy silence after listening to that message to stare at one another.

They had one hell of a case. Three guys from Cleveland had come to Hawaii to cheat on their wives with college girls on spring break, drink a lot, take a bunch of drugs, and get absolutely no women. You know, except for the one they found dead in their bathtub the following morning with no recollection of how she got there.

But instead of calling to inform HPD of what happened… they tried to hide the body.

Steve was shocked about all of it. Shocked that it happened, that anyone could get married and then decide down the line that they wanted to stray, just cause things got boring in their domestic lives, just because things were a little stale. Maybe he couldn't imagine it because he wasn't there yet… maybe things really did change once you put a ring on it, bought a house and had kids. But he still couldn't imagine it. Because he had all of those things with Rowan and at no point did he think that things were stale… though now he was worried that Rowan thought that.

"Really seems like a catch, this lady," Danny said to Steve who was trying to smile but was honestly super worried at that moment. He itched to pick up his phone and text Rowan.

You don't think we've gone stale, right?

But he knew if he did he'd put that worry into her head and he didn't want to do that to his girl, not if they were perfectly fine. And he was about 90% certain they were.

"Six messages just like that, all from this morning," Danny finished and Steve nodded taking that in.

"Hmm," Steve said softly. "Is uh... is that normal? I mean… is this what I got to look forward to?"

Danny balked at the question. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, buddy, you thinking of popping the question?"

"I mean… yeah… the thought's crossed my mind…" Steve admitted.

"You and our Ro, wooo that is gonna be one spicy marriage, not gonna lie with her temper and your stubborn stupidity… yeah you might get a few of these calls," Danny admitted and Steve sighed. "So like… have you picked a ring?"

"Picked a ring? I gave her a ring already," Steve complained.

"No, you gave that girl a promise ring. She's gonna expect a completely different rock for her engagement ring," Danny said.

"Fuck… really?"

"I told you that promise ring was a bad idea," Danny said and Steve sighed again.

"I guess… but you should have seen her face when I gave it to her… and it always makes her smile you know? Like sometimes I catch her look at it and she's just beaming… and you know… I feel great that I did that for her."

God the softie. "She would have done the same thing for a real ring, Steven, should have just proposed right off the bat."

They were interrupted by the next voicemail message playing. The same angry wife was yelling again.

I hope your plane crashes on the way back, you hairless, ball-less loser.

For the moment the two were quiet taking that in. "Yeah I don't think she'd do that to you either," Danny said. "With her app it might take her seriously and down your plane."

The two shared a rare laugh and then sobered up quickly. They still had a murder to solve after all.

H5O-H5O-H5O-H5O

Natalie Morris was wanted by the FBI for kidnapping and sex trafficking. This was a total Five-0 type case, but the trafficking and kidnapping wasn't what brought it to light. No, Jerry had witnessed a man force Natalie Morris into a car, and had chased after them in hopes of saving her. What he found was the man stabbed to death and Natalie missing.

The man that had been killed, turned out to be her unidentified co-conspirator. When Natalie had been featured on a FBI's most wanted episode, he had decided she was getting too much heat and tried to off her before she brought him out into the limelight. Now she was up in the air and they had no idea where she would go next.

Kono and Chin had tapped out all of the FBI contacts to see where Natalie would go, and who else she would go to on the island for help, but they got nothing. Nothing except for: She used to be partnered with Wo Fat.

They hadn't wanted to but once they had no other leads and therefore no other choice, they had done what they knew Steve would get mad at them for doing. They had called Rowan.

"So, let me get this straight," Rowan said looking down at the picture Kono was showing her. "You want me to call Wo Fat and ask him if he's heard from her?"

"No, we want you to ask Sandy if she's got any recent info on her. Or if it knows where she'd go. Like if she had any other contacts on the island," Chin explained.

"I thought you guys didn't like my app," Rowan said her eyes narrowed at them both. And that was a good point. They weren't supposed to like, or encourage Rowan's use of the app.

"Well, I like your app," Jerry said. "I'm the one who started this. I witnessed her abduction I found William Malo's body. If you don't want to use it for them can you use it for me?"

"More worried about Steve finding out," Rowan snapped hitting both Chin and Kono with a dark untrusting glare. Kono was hurt, she was supposed to be Rowan's best friend and besides, Chin was the one who snitched, Kono only snitched about things so long as Steve was using the info for a date, or romantic gesture, that was it.

"I'm not going to tell him," Jerry said not catching that her glare was directed at the two cops standing behind Jerry's chair.

"Again… not what I was worried about," Rowan said with a sigh. She looked down at the picture again and then back at Jerry with an appraising sort of look on her face before asking: "Alright… and what's her name?"

"Natalie Morris," Kono said watching as Rowan took a picture of the mugshot Kono had given her.

"And what was her MO?"

"Luring young women from South America with the promise of lucrative modeling careers," Chin told her. "Once they were here on their temporary work visa's they'd vanish."

"Hm… alright, I'll put it through the app, see what pops up," she said. "But uh… if you want me to do this… y'all gotta get out. The less of you guys here, the less you can tell Steve… that includes you Jerry, not that I don't love you, but you're a conspiracy theorist and well… this app is gonna freak you out."

The three exchanged glances but they all got out of the office as requested.

"Do you think it'll work?" Jerry asked.

"Well Rowan's mentioned before that Wo Fat loaded the app with profiles of people he worked with, so she'd know who she could go to for help and in what area they'd be good for," Kono reminded them. "We'll just have to hope that he has Natalie loaded into the app."

They were in the hallway for two minutes before Rowan's head poked out of Chin's office, her phone trapped between her shoulder and her ear. She snapped her fingers at them until she got their attention and asked: "Hey uh… are you sure this is a sex trafficking ring?"

"Yeah, why?" Chin asked.

"I unno… cause it's not coming up. You said she had a partner right?"

"Yes, William Malo," Kono reminded her. Rowan blinked her eyes and nodded before shutting the door again. She returned the desk and the three of them carefully watched her as held the phone to her ear and talked animatedly.

"Is she uh… is she on the phone?" Chin asked.

"I thought the app was a… you know a point and click thing," Jerry said. "Does she have to like talk to it?"

"I mean, you can, but it's more like how you'd talk to Siri or your Cortana," Chin said and Jerry nodded.

"So, Apple has Siri, Windows has Cortana, and Rowan has Sandy," Jerry said as if the fact that Rowan had the criminal equivalent to a personal assistant application made sense. But both Kono and Chin had come to the same understanding. If Rowan wasn't using the app, if Rowan had in fact called, someone, they both knew who she'd call to get info from.

Rowan came out of the office after hanging up, not five minutes later, and smiled at them: "William Malo was the guy he mainly did business with. Says that they usually holed the women up in a farm where they grow the beans for Island Spirit Coffee on the island of Hawaii. Is that enough? Or do you want more? I think I can get you guard position and defense tactics…"

"That's great Rowan thanks!" Kono cried and Rowan shut the door again.

Chin and Kono left Rowan behind with Jerry to get on their Kevlar and pick up their bigger guns before heading out to the address Rowan had given them. They were silent for only a few moments.

"You realize she was on the phone, right?" Chin asked her as they headed for their gear. Kono just nodded. "That means she wasn't on the app… she called him directly…"

"Well… she did say she couldn't find anything, maybe the app was taking too long so she called him directly…" Kono said.

"Isn't she supposed to be… you know… not talking to him?" Chin asked. "I'm pretty sure McGarrett's under the impression that the two of them aren't talking."

Kono thought that over. It was true. Steve was under that impression, but Wo Fat had also saved Rowan's life, and without her asking, had sent someone to clear Chin. Besides Rowan was always happier and safer when Wo Fat was in her life.

"Well I'm not telling him otherwise," Kono said stiffly. "And after what he did to clear your name, you probably shouldn't either."

"I wouldn't do that to Rowan," Chin said instead, making his loyalty to Rowan the point that mattered there, not that he owed Wo fat for saving him.

All Kono could think was: God. Steve better not find out about this.

H5O-H5O-H5O-H5O

A few days after the takedown, the little Five-0 family was invited down to the Police headquarters, and this time not for an investigation, or an interrogation. This time they were invited down, quite cordially for a ceremony in honour of Jerry and his role in catching and stopping Natalie Morris.

"Big day for you, Jer," Grover said as Kono and Rowan went about fixing Jerry up. Just last minute touches so he'd look super great up on the podium accepting the Honolulu Police Department's Civilian Medal of Valor.

"Look at you in your nice suit, you look so handsome," Rowan said noting that Jerry looked quite nervous.

"It's a rental," he mumbled but Rowan waved that off.

"No one can even tell," she said.

"Don't be nervous," Kono urged. "You deserve this. What you did was really brave."

"Thanks Kono… and Rowan…," he said. He smiled at the little group of people that had congregated around him.

Kono, Chin, Grover, Danny and of course, Steven, Rowan and Nahele. Rowan who looked absolute stunning in her Navy blue get up, both having decided that today, they'd go as a matchy-matchy family. Nahele was standing beside her in a navy blue, short sleeved button down and navy blue pants. And they actually looked like a family.

"Hey, how's our hero holding up?" Steve asked, his arm firmly placed around Rowan's shoulders. "Look at you buddy. You look great."

"Got some fashion tips from the ladies," he said hitting Rowan and Kono with a head nod. "Gotta give them credit where it's due."

"Congrats, Jer. Everyone's really proud of you," Chin added and Jerry struggled to hide his smile.

"I'll take that badge now," he said and they all laughed despite Jerry being completely serious.

"Ah, pump your breaks there superman we're not that proud," Grover said just as Chin said: "Don't you worry Jerry, good things come to those who wait."

"Oh honey, I had three holes drilled into my head and I didn't get a badge," Rowan reminded him. "You're better off cutting your losses and working for a more appreciative team."

Steve nudged Rowan. "You know I can't put a psychic on the pay roll," he reminded her but she just stuck her tongue out at him playfully and he shook his head.

They devolved into idle chit chat briefly before Kamekona joined them. He barely got a hello out at them before Rowan's eyes zeroed in on the yellow plastic bag in his hands and was suddenly pointing a well-manicured finger into his face.

"Whoa. No. Hell no. I know what you're here for and you put that shirt away," Rowan snarled to Kamekona who merely stared at her with large wounded eyes. "Jerry wants to look good in his photos while getting his medal and that gaudy yellow monstrosity is not gonna ruin it for him."

Everyone exchanged glances before they realized that Kaemkona had one of his typical promotional shirts, with his name, and his face on it. Ah, he was looking for some free advertisement again.

"But the bruddah owes me for failed delivery," Kamekona said. Ah so he meant to guilt him into it. Kamekona was all about that emotional and monetary blackmail. "And I'm willing to forgive any future monetary debts for similar transgressions of the same nature."

Rowan stared at him, her dry glare unmoving, one perfectly sculpted eyebrow arched in disbelief and heartlessness.

"Okay… you know what? We're not doing this today, how much you want?" Rowan asked rifling through her purse.

"I'm not looking for a few songs to bring in a few more customers you know?" Kamekona asked.

"I'll drop three grand, cash, right now, is that good enough? Is that gonna cover his future monetary charges for now?" Rowan asked revealing a roll of cash. Like an actual thick roll of bills being held by a single blue elastic.

"What the—" Kono cried as Kamekona snatched it out of her hands clearly liking the deal they struck.

Steve put his hands on his hips. "Uh… why you carrying around that kind of cash?" he asked.

"Oh… honestly? I was gonna buy a pair of really expensive shoes, but I don't need them," Rowan said.

"What pair of shoes costs three grand?"

"Uh… seven grand actually," Rowan admitted. Whoa she had seven grand in her bag? "And uh… they're Louboutin red bottom heels, all black suede and crystals in the heels. I've uh… I've always wanted a pair, but, uh, this is more important then a pair of shoes."

Steve's eyes crinkled she sounded so forlorn about it. He was surprised, she hadn't mentioned this to him before.

"How much are they retail?" Steve asked. They had an anniversary coming up, maybe he'd surprised her.

"Ten grand," she answered. Okay that was a HELL NO on the surprising her. Rowan glanced back up to her friends and clocked all of their shocked stares. "What? Why is everyone looking at me like that?"

Jerry winced. "Geeze, Ro if you want your shoes…"

Rowan blew out a raspberry at him. "They're only shoes. I wasn't really getting them from a reputable source, you know, so this is probably for the best. Besides, I've never been comfortable spending that kind of money on stuff like that… specially since I can only wear them to really nice occasions and let's face it, with who I'm with all my fancy occasions are gonna get interrupted by terrorists and murder plots or hospital trips…"

Steve laughed half-heartedly at her joke as the other chuckled but her desire for a pair of expensive shoes worried him. Ellie had said once that all girls wants the finer, more expensive things in life. He had thought Rowan wasn't one of them, but Ellie had said all girls and now he was seeing that even his Ro wanted nicer, finer things. He wasn't the kind of guy who could give her that though. Would she eventually want to trade him in for a finer, more expensive guy? One who could give her all she wanted?

Chin took that time to tap Steve's shoulder and pull him aside. A quick chat, he wanted. And Steve wouldn't have minded except for the fact that he didn't want to be away from Rowan. He half-heartedly listened to Chin as he explained what the photos on his phone were, letting Steve skim through them.

They were just of Adam. And though he was only partially listening, as his eyes kept trailing back to Rowan with every movement she made and every time he heard her voice, he understood why Chin was worried about these photos.

"Gabriel left these photos at your house?" Steve asked. He glanced over again to Rowan who was standing next to Kono. "You talk to Kono?"

"No, you're the only one… but you know… I think we both know whose opinion I'd like on this…"

"Aw please, please don't get my girlfriend involved in this," Steve groaned but Chin scowled at him. "Look, Gabriel's a convicted killer, alright? I mean, he's not…"

But Chin raised up a hand to silence him. "With all due respect, I know exactly who Gabriel is and I understand your concern but might I remind you that you said the same thing about Reyes and that nearly took down, Danny, me and Rowan, when it all could have been avoided by going to her first."

Steve groaned and rolled his eyes. "Fuck. Fine," he then turned to Rowan and whistled which got her to turn around to him. "Come here."

Rowan scowled at him. "I'm not a dog, Steven," she snapped.

Steve's sigh was an aggravated one. "Will you just… Rowan… come here please!" he cried.

"No," she snapped again. "You don't get to put on a navy suit and leave a few buttons undone so I can see your chest and do that thing with your hair I like so much and just except me to jump at your command, Commander."

"You like me in blue, you know you like me in blue, just like I like you in dresses, now will you come here, I need you beside me please."

Rolling her eyes and sighing Rowan tore herself away from Jerry's side to join Steve. As per usual as soon as she got close, he had an arm around her waist and that girl pressed solidly to his side. He pressed a kiss to her temple as one of her hands flattened to his chest and she tucked her head into him a big grin on her face.

"Sorry to bother you babe, but Chin's got something he wants you to take a look at," Steve said. "Something hush-hush you know?"

"You been dreaming anything lately?" Chin asked.

"You mean other then the…" "Yes, Rowan, other then the storm," Chin interrupted.

Rowan had been dreaming of Kono lost in a storm on and off for the last week. They assumed the dreams were about Kono's impending voyage, but they weren't taking them that seriously at the moment. Especially since Kono hadn't set a date to sail yet.

"Uhm… no… wait… wait… maybe… I unno if it's happening yet, it might I don't think it will…"

"Is there anything on your app involving… Adam?"

"Adam?" Rowan echoed her eyes suddenly narrowing at him. "No… I mean… other then I added him to the app to track… no… it hasn't reported anything? Why did something happen to Adam? He didn't get arrested, did he?"

"No, but I did get a visit from Gabriel…" "Impossible, I gave him very clear instructions. It's very hard to misunderstand the command Run, you know?" "—Well, he's got no contacts and no money, so how was he going to get off the island, Ro?"

Rowan crossed her arms over her chest and growled: "Swim."

Chin and Steve took that in, that was a very chilling, very Wo Fat-esque thing to say. They both exchanged glances before Chin shook his head and moved away from the topic. "Okay… the next time he makes contact, I'll tell him that. In the meantime, he sent me this…" he said showing her his phone. "These uh… these pictures have been authenticated. They're real, and they were taken recently, now I don't know who he's with in them but…"

"That's Shioma," Rowan whispered, swiping through the pictures. "No, that can't be… it can't have already started… I put so much in play to stop it how is it still happening…" she said, mostly to herself.

Rowan was like that, she sometimes said her thoughts out loud, but it wasn't those words or the panic playing over her features that scared Chin, it was the breathless whisper of: "Maybe I shouldn't have let Gabriel live…" that got him.

Because if these pictures worried Rowan, they couldn't mean good things.