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A/N: Hey there my wonderful readers! Well this will be the third update in a row, and I'll either be posting Saturday or Sunday for the day that I missed. I'm not sure which day yet but I'm leaning towards Saturday so I have a day off on Sunday but that depends on when I get the next chapter done. I hope that's okay, and I hope you guys are still enjoying everything, cause I know I'm still enjoying writing the chapters and we get to see how Steve is reacting to Rowan's last visit and all her trip. Don't forget to leave me a review and I'll see you guys sometime on the weekend!

Chapter 254

Danny had just gotten out of the shower when he realized that something was off. It took a little while of him racking his mind for him to figure out what it was that was missing. It was the little red glare from his phone, it was gone.

Damn the thing hadn't died had it? Honestly he had been keeping it plugged in, been monitoring it for days, having specifically had to borrow one of Grace's old phones to be in contact with everyone else. All he did was go for a shower, maybe not one of Steve's Navy showers, but he couldn't have been gone for more than 10 minutes.

With the towel around his waist he went to the bedside table where he had left the phone and looked. The red screen was gone and now it read the simple words: Search completed. Subject Found.

Sandy had found the mole, the person Robert Coughlin had sent to watch them.

He quickly picked up his phone, and opened up the alert. When the person's picture popped up Danny was both surprised and not. Shaking his head, he pulled up Steve's contact but didn't call him right away. No, he'd wait to call him. He was with Nahele for his birthday and Danny didn't want to encroach on that with this news.

So he pulled up Chin's contact instead. He needed to know just as much as Steve did. If not more.

H5O-H5O-H5O-H5O

Steven had had a rough set of days. He hadn't been sleeping right and it didn't help that his mind was playing tricks on him. The dreams had started four days ago, after the massive attack, so there was no way that they weren't tied to that initial attack. They were dreams of Rowan. Dreams that were stained with the void, that felt so real that sometimes he was certain they were real and not just dreams.

He always knew if the dreams started in the void that he'd wake up with a hurting heart, but he couldn't pull himself out of them.

He'd fall asleep and then wake up in the void. Nothing but twinkling lights and absent black patches. And Rowan. His beautiful, wonderful Rowan, just standing there in the far distance. He'd know her anywhere, nothing but long red hair and her curvaceous silhouette, a silver misting light lighting up her outline. Rowan would then open up a door in a wall and disappear. No. He'd find himself thinking. No he couldn't have that happen. She wasn't allowed to close the door on him. On them.

Panic would take a hold of his throat. First his throat and then it would have his heart. She couldn't do this to them, they belonged together.

And then he would be running, running to get to that door, to stop her. The door would fly open, he'd watch Rowan get tangled up in those red strings, stopping her from leaving him. He'd managed to get to her, to wrap her up in his own arms, and then the two of them were falling. And somewhere in the falling Rowan and he would end up separating. Then he'd wake up in his bed, Rowan would be gone and his heart would hurt, just like he figured it would.

But that one wasn't the bad dream.

In the bad dream he'd wake up in the dark, startled, alone, cold, and in that darkness came the cries. Rowan's cries, her screams, like she was in agony. Screams that reminded him a little too closely of the video he tried very hard not to think of. Then she'd start crying for him, screaming his name. Like she needed him, only him. She was in danger and she needed him. So he sprinted through that darkness until he couldn't move, like he was running through thigh deep water.

But it wasn't water. It was strings. Black strings, and Rowan in the middle of them. Black strings were streaming from her chest. He had never seen black strings before this dream. What color had she said black meant, he wondered, and the void answered him.

Death.

NO!

Steve started forward, wading through them to get to her. Once he was close enough, once he got a good grip and could hold her tightly to his chest, he felt a little better. But those black strings was still attached to her, hurting her, draining her. God, no, his girl couldn't take any more pain, not after everything else. Give him the pain, let him take it, he was stronger, used to it.

He pressed his hand over the black strings escaping her, willing them to go away, taking all the red strings around him and pressing them to her wound. She had always been the one to change the strings, for Chin, for Kono, for him, the least he could do was try and do it for her. Pull the correct string to her, make a better future.

He wasn't going to let her go until he knew for sure that she was okay. But one second she'd be in his arms, and the next his shoulder would be hit by some sort of painful static shock and he'd be sent spiralling away from her.

It would be Wo Fat. Wo Fat who would appear out of nowhere and taken her from him. Just like he had in real life. This was worst kind of nightmare, the kind that mimicked real life. Steve would reach for her again, and Wo Fat would decked him. The second hit would knock him down.

His heart would be bursting at this point. He just wanted her back, but just like in real life, Wo Fat got away with Rowan and he ended up back in his bed.

The first time he had the bad dream it had felt so real both his shoulder and his jaw hurt the next morning. Since then the rest of the dreams were like echoes. Echoes of that first one, and the pain he felt after was only contained to his chest.

But the dreams about the doorway, those were always accompanied with a terrible panic, no echoes of a past panic, straight panic. Like she was leaving him right then and there.

And to make matters worse, he was starting to hallucinate her. First he saw her out of the corner of his eye, making him do double takes. But the hallucinations got to the point where he was seeing a very clear version of her. Short brown hair, same blue eyes. Standing on his beach, running away from him and into his house.

He had chased that illusion all the way up his beach and into his house, but when he got inside no one was there. The house was still quiet and empty, no sign of someone else, no sign that anyone before him had even opened the door. He had never felt so alone in his own house ever before so he was really glad when Danny invited himself over and let himself not an hour after the situation went down. Though he couldn't bring himself to tell Danny what he had hallucinated.

But it wasn't just all the dreams that had him in this terrible state of agitation.

The flash drive that Chris Dalton had copied and that Russian spy had almost stolen, it had the identities of all the undercover agents currently out in the field. Though this was something that the government knew and they had managed to pull all the agents out, there were some agents that they had not been able to contact. One of those agents, he found out, was Catherine. That's right. Catherine wasn't out in Nepal doing helo drops like she said she was, she was doing undercover work. The Nepal thing had been a lie, a necessary cover.

And it really, really hurt that she had lied to him again. Even if it was a necessity. Even if it was her cover. Even if they weren't really anything anymore. He had thought about proposing to her, granted he was thinking about it out of vengeance, but he had been about to actually propose to her. To think he might have ended up married to a completely different kind of liar. The kind that hid her own selfish motives.

Unlike Rowan who lied and hid things from him because she knew he'd freak out and she didn't want him to worry.

He also found out from Catherine's handler, that this wasn't the first time that Catherine's cover had almost been blown. In fact before this, they had been forced to pull her out of three different ops. Someone, had been compromising her and they had a sneaking suspicion they knew who too.

They asked Steve if he thought that Anna Novick might have been working with Wo Fat. But Wo Fat's app was the reason she was dead, so Steve highly doubted that. He just didn't see the motive. Rowan had left him, not the other way around. There was no need for either Wo Fat or Rowan to be that petty.

But they did a sweep of Catherine's electronics and found the app embedded in every single one of them and Steve was forced to admit that maybe they were that petty. He just didn't know why they would be.

But he put all of that aside to take Nahele out for his birthday.

The Liang's had pulled him out of school for the day. Nahele got Steve for the morning, and a giant bash at the Liang's in the evening.

They had started by going to the beach, and throwing around the pig-skin. When that was done he took him over to Kamekona's where the man had a special birthday platter of all Nahele's favourites waiting for them.

And then Nahele surprised him by pulling out a gift.

"What? What's this?" Steve asked, taking the small box from him.

"Well, your birthday is tomorrow, don't think I forgot," he said and Steve laughed.

"Damn, can't outsmart you can I?" Steve asked. He went into his pocket and pulled out the keys to the Marquis and then tossed them to Nahele. "Yours is in the trunk, go get it."

Nahele nodded and rushed off. As he did Steve opened his gift. He probably should have waited for the kid but he was just so excited to get a gift, especially since he wasn't trying to make his birthday a big deal this year.

Inside was a simple tie. Just a navy blue tie with a seal on it. A Freaking Navy Seal tie. God this was Rowan's kid. One hundred percent this was Rowan's kid, they were so freaking alike. And he loved this tie, it was the best thing he was going to get this year.

When Nahele came back he had his own gift in his hands. He clocked the unwrapped tie and groaned. "I knew you wouldn't wait for me."

"You know I can't stand suspense," Steve said with a grin. "Thanks, kid, I love it."

"You can wear it with your dress blues," he said with his own grin as he sat down. Steve shook his head.

"Not without getting court marshalled," he shot back.

Nahele just laughed. "Just tell 'em it came from your cute kid then show him my picture, that'll get you off the hook."

Steve shook his head, and playfully swatted at Nahele from across the table. Nahele was far from the cute little pre-tween that Rowan brought home with her last year. He had started to go through puberty. His voice was cracking and deepening, he was shoot up like a weed, almost at Steve's shoulders now, and he was bulking up. Rowan would have been proud and horrified, he was pretty sure the boy was taller than her. Something she hadn't wanted.

"Alright, just open your gift. I wanna know if you like it."

Steve already knew that the kid was gonna like it. Rowan had picked it out last year. Just like she had picked out all his Christmas gifts, things Steve had gotten him for that Christmas. After this, he'd be on his own for gifts.

He was just about to dig into the present when his phone rang. Nahele winced. "One second," he said and then pulled out his phone. Steve got a half glimpse of the phone screen and swore that it read nothing, absolutely nothing

Was Nahele getting blank calls?

"Sorry, Steve, I've been waiting for this call," he said quickly and then purposely put a lot of distance between him and Steve before answering the call.

Steve watched him talk, the smile that grew on the kid's face. He was happy to get this call, he had a feeling that it was the same kind of smile that Steve got when Rowan used to call him. Steve watched Nahele pace, that absent smile on his face as he listened to all the caller had to say. Steve itched to pick up his phone and ask Chin to trace whatever call was coming through on Nahele's phone but he knew if Nahele found out he'd never forgive or trust Steven again. And Steve couldn't have that happen, not when he was certain his relationship with Nahele couldn't handle another disappointment.

So he waited the whole fifteen minutes for the phone call to finish and then tried to smile as Nahele came back to him and the giant box he had been left with on the table.

"Sorry about that, it was an important call about tonight," he said and Steve nodded softly. Yes, h e figured that. "Let's open this gift, huh?"

Steve nodded and Nahele ripped it apart. He watched his face dawn on this huge smile. The longboard coming through. Steve hadn't been aware of what she had done until the box had showed up. She had obviously ordered it before all the stuff in May had gone down.

Nahele ripped the plastic off of the box to open it up. Even Steve had been impressed that she had purchased this particular board. Simply because the brand she had gone for was very good brand, and a very expensive brand.

"Aw, it's the longboard Ro ordered me."

Steve paused, watching him taking it out of the box. Rowan had purchased a Fish 37 bamboo longboard from Arbor collective. The bottom had a very Hawaiian surf kind of theme, waves of water with koi fish all along the bottom while the top was a wood finish, looking a lot like the wooden floors of the McGarrett homestead. And while it was lovely, and totally something that Rowan would buy, it didn't explain how Nahele knew that it was Rowan and not Steve who had ordered it. Especially since Rowan had been gone for more than half a year at this point, and Steve was the one who was giving him the gift… and he wanted full credit for it.

"How do you know Rowan ordered it?"

Nahele paused, he blinked his eyes as if the question surprised him. "She uh… she let me pick the pattern. She was trying to be all secretive about what it was about… but I knew," he said.

But Steve wasn't sure he believed that. "Who called you," he asked, his voice low. "And don't lie to me either."

Nahele blinked his eyes almost surprised, but surprised did not stay long. Instead he seemed to get angry. "It was just a girl," he snapped, a red coloring his cheeks. "This girl I have a crush on at school. She's coming to my party tonight… I'm hoping to ask her out…" Steve held his gaze, trying to determine if Nahele was lying. It had been such a long time since Nahele had been living with him and now he couldn't quite tell. But not too long ago, the kid had been crying in Rowan's car about not having heard from her, he knew that Steve was looking for her too, so he figured, if Rowan was getting a hold of Nahele, that he'd tell Steve. Or at the very least tell Rowan that Steve wanted to talk to her.

"It wasn't mom," Nahele said, a frown crossing his lips. It was strange to hear him call Rowan Mom, he hadn't done that for a long time. It seemed odd that he would slip up on that now, that he wouldn't correct himself.

Steve longed to push for more answers, especially since he felt so out of the loop with everything in Nahele's life. He hadn't even known he was getting into girls, well… more into girls. He wanted this to be a nice birthday event, he didn't want this to end badly.

So he forced himself to smile and say: "Right. You're right, of course. Sorry." He then cleared his throat. "Uh… how about you tell me about this girl? How do you plan to pop the question?"

Nahele seemed to loosen up at this new proposed topic, though a pink tinge still crossed his cheek. Steve forced himself to loosen up to, but he couldn't help but wonder just what it was that Nahele was hiding, because he had a feeling that the kid was lying to him about something.

H5O-H5O-H5O-H5O

Abby had gone to see Robert because she didn't want to work with him anymore. Now that she knew what he was really doing, which was looking for revenge for his brother's death, she felt dirty. It had nothing to do with the fact that she was dating Chin, nor did it have anything to do with how much she actually liked Five-0. Okay… maybe it did. But it didn't change the fact that what Robert was doing was setting up a witch hunt, and making her the snitch.

But even when she said she wanted out, even when she told him that Sanctuary was running a process to find her, he still wouldn't let her go. And as she was on loan to him, he was technically her superior, and going against him meant losing her job.

She loved her job, but she didn't want to be used like this just to keep it.

Robert had given her a choice, she could continue to work, find proof of Five=0 using Sanctuary, not just having Sanctuary appear without their call, or she could turn in her badge.

She was stuck, sooner or later that app was going to pinpoint her. In fact she was really surprised it hadn't by now. But when Five-0 found out she was going to lose her new friends and worst of all Chin. And probably her job.

Could things get any worse?

Her phone rang and she went to pick it up, only to freeze. She was getting a call from… no one?

She answered it with a quick Dunn and then got a very chipper and perky: "Hello, Abby Dunn. I'm Rowan Pierce and I understand that you're stuck between a rock and a hard place right now, correct…"

This wasn't… this couldn't be the Rowan, could it? "I… yes… how did you get this number?"

"Not important hand the phone to Robert I know he's in front of you."

Abby paused. She looked up to Robert who was glaring at her. She then offered him her phone and said: "Uh… it's… it's for you."

The glare turned into a more confused glare but he took the phone she offered him and quickly put it to his ear. "This is Robert Coughlin."

Robert had not been expecting Rowan to be on the other end. And he didn't expect her to sound so… happy? He had seen pictures of Rowan Pierce, he knew exactly the kind of girl that she was, looking so much cuter than her acts proclaimed her to be, but that was the genius of having someone like her running an App like hers. No one ever saw it coming.

But he was not going to be duped by her.

"Hello, Robert, it's so very nice to officially talk to you for the first time," she said. As if this were a social call. "I've heard that you've been made aware that I have been tracking you and your little mole."

Yes he did know about that. Abby had just told him. The question was, how did she know that?

"That's right, I know all about you and your little vendetta against my friends. And I know that you know about me and my app."

He did know all about her app. He was trying to prove that Five-0 used it to solve its crimes, to get as much done as they did.

"And, of course, you're after Five-0 which is under my jurisdiction until further notice. So, I'm going to have to clearly redirect you. I know you're one of those tough types so I won't bother threatening you and you won't bother threating me. So this is what we're going to do. You clearly want me, not Five-0, me. You want me and my brother and my app. And I can tell you now that continuing to go after them is not only unnecessary but it's going to get you killed."

Robert smirked. He couldn't help it. Because now he knew how to get her. "You've just shown your hand Pierce…"

"True, but I figured that fair as I already know yours," she whispered. "Check the phone."

He took the phone away from his face and no longer was it showing the call, but pictures. His wife. His kids. His nieces and nephews. All pictures, surveillance stills. She had been tracking his family and for a while by the looks of it.

"I won't hesitate to kill them, Coughlin," she said, her voice calling him from the phone. "An eye for an eye, your family for mine."

"If you even so much go after my family…" he started but he was cut off by an aggressive sigh from her.

"Fine, we'll do this the hard way," she growled. Out of no where a gunshot rang out, and the coffee cup in his other hand flew, obliterated, clearly by a bullet. She had shot at him? She was on the fucking island?

Abby was glancing around, hand on hip ready to draw but he had a feeling they weren't going to find the shooter.

"Since you don't want to see reason, here's what I'll tell you. If you keep fucking with my family and next time I won't miss."

"I'm going to find you, Pierce," Coughlin ordered. "I'm going to find you and arrest you."

"Yeah? Well it would help if you were on the right fucking continent," she snapped. "You want me, you come and get me." And then she hung up the phone.

Robert glanced to Abby who looked rather concerned. When he took on this assignment, when he launched this investigation, everyone warned him about Pierce and her app. Just because she was gone didn't mean she didn't care and she had proven to be more than a dangerous foe who had obliterated FBI operations, IA investigations and took down criminal organizations with little to no retribution.

For the first time Robert wondered if, like all the others before him, he had bitten off more than he could chew.

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Chin had been sitting at his desk and Abby was hovering outside his door. She was afraid to go in. But… she knew that Rowan knew she was the mole. And there was only so long before she released that information to the others, if she hadn't already done so.

She knocked on the door and Chin turned his eyes up to her. He had a smile on his face and she knew, just by the way he looked at her, all happy to see her, that he had no idea the kind of bombshell she was about to drop on him. And her heart shattered a bit knowing she was going to hurt him like this.

She walked into the office, but declined to take a seat. She let him say hi to her, she let him ask her how her day was, but she couldn't bring herself to make small talk with him.

"Chin… I have something to tell you," she started and he nodded easily at her, as if she wasn't about to blow apart his world. "I… I'm the mole. I'm the one working for Coughlin."

To her surprise he just smiled. "I know."

Abby blinked her eyes. She had not been expecting that. Did that mean… was this a trap? "The info came through on the app this morning, Steve's off attempt to verify it."

Abby's shoulder's slumped. Five-0 already knew about her? Then… why had Chin been so happy to see her?

"Then you know what Rowan did," she whispered but Chin frowned.

"No… I didn't hear what Rowan did. What did she do?" he asked. Abby opened her mouth and he shook his head. "Actually you know what, you tell me from the beginning, everything that happened, and save the Rowan stuff for last. God knows, it's probably something that will stress me out anyway, might as well prepare myself, build up to it."

She almost laughed. He sounded so frustrated with her and he kind of got it, because when he found out that Rowan contacted Robert and did nothing but make him really, really mad, he was going to get stressed. Cause it meant that Robert was going to come for them harder now, just to piss Rowan off.