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A/N: Hey there my wonderful readers. I know the chapter's a day late but I had to do a lot of typing to get it ready. I know it's not what you wanna read, but Wo Fat's going to come up with some more lies to make up for what happened last chapter. But I'm working on getting them back together. Only a few more episodes and a few more void incidents and then they'll be getting back together I promise. Don't forget to leave me a review and I'll see you guys tomorrow!

Chapter 256

Rowan came out of the void portal she had opened and walked into her father's lab. Around her his gauges were beeping wildly and already he was straightening and looking around for the source of the void activity.

"Behind you," she said and her dad turned around with a big smile.

"Wick! How nice to see you!" he said coming towards her. He opened his arms as if to hug her but they made awkward work out of it. "I was hoping you'd come back to see me soon. No brothers today?"

"No, just me," she said quickly. "I uh… I actually came to say good-bye."

Her father paused and a frown graced his face. "Good-bye," he echoed. "What do you mean, good-bye?"

"Well… uh… I uh… I kind have to leave…"

"If you need me to speak to your brother, Oz, I will," he said sternly. How very astute of him to realize that Oz was calling the shots though, really, it was quite obvious who was in charge.

"No, no, it's nothing to do with you. I uhm… I made a bad choice today and uh… well… we gotta go. I'm sure you've guessed already but uh… my brother's and I… we're kinda not… the good guys you know? So uh… we have the authorities after us and once again I've probably given them the ammunition to find us."

Her father took this in with a blink of his eye. "Yes, I had rather gathered, but I figured Oz and Con to be the criminals and you to be the one that follows them around."

"Well… I mean I guess…"

"Wick you're obviously in trouble. I think it might be best if maybe your brothers left you behind. If you stay here, not only can we continue our progress with learning about your evolving powers, but you'll no doubt be safer."

"You don't understand…"

"No. I believe I do. Whatever incident triggered your first void scare was no doubt engineered by your brothers' less than legal jobs. If you stay here…"

"I can't stay here. I need to go with them," Rowan urged. "You really don't understand…"

"No Rowan. I do. I do understand. You need to be with people who can help you and I can help you," her father cried. She was going to tell him that she had to leave because she had given her position away to her crazy ex who had the power to arrest her and would because he wanted to catch Wo Fat but Rowan was frozen. She forgot to say all of those things because her father hadn't called her Wick he had called her by her name. Her real name.

"What did you call me?" she asked him in a small voice and her father sighed.

"I called you by your name. Rowan. Your name is Rowan. Rowan Pierce."

"You know who I am?" she asked. "Like… who I really am?"

"Of course I know who you are. I pulled you here."

Rowan stood there her mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. There were so many things she wanted to say, except she couldn't. Not because she couldn't get them out either but because someone swept her aside and then decked her father, hard. Poor Trenton went down like a bag of bricks.

Rowan gasped, dropping to her knees and crouching down beside her father. She spent all of two seconds try to rouse him before she turned her glare up at Conejo who was literally heaving as if he sprinted there. "What the hell Con?!" she cried and his eyes swung to her, panic clearly alit on his face.

"He knew who you were, Rowan!" he shouted back at her. "You said that your family wouldn't know you. That's what you said. You didn't exist, so they don't know who you are! How the hell did he know who you are?!"

Rowan glared at him. "I don't know, Sebastian!" she snapped a scowl dawning on Con's face. He hated it when she called him by his real name, but she was pissed and didn't care at this point. "I could have asked him but you knocked him out!"

Conejo huffed and began to pace back and forth. "We should call Fat."

"No, cause if you do he's going to panic and he's going to tell us to come back."

"ROWAN!" Conejo shouted and she jumped. "You just gave our location to McGarrett and now your father, who seems more interested in doing experiments on you, has just revealed that he knows who you are. Who you really are. Which mean he knew you were his daughter and he put you through all of this anyway!"

Rowan let that sink in. That was true. If he had known all along, why did he put her through such dangerous experiments? Clearly he cared more about the experiment and proving his theories right over her own safety. But then again she wasn't his real daughter.

Her boys were clearly panicked. She had messed up really badly for them today, and they were all obviously both very worried. Firstly because Steve had been made aware of where she was and secondly, well, they had been putting on a brave face but she knew that her void powers kind of scared them a little.

It was time she started thinking of someone other than herself.

"Come on," she said to him, taking a hold of his hand. "Let's go back."

She opened up another door into the door way of the lab. All the readers in the area beeping frantically as she did so and then she guided Conejo through the portal and into the hotel. She took one last look at her father's lab with it's reader's beeping and the gauge needles flying off the charts, her poor father unconscious on the floor, knowing she could never come back.

And then she shut both the door and the portal behind her.

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Wo Fat took the whole, Trenton-knows-Rowan's-his-daughter thing really, really well. Like… shockingly well. Rowan expected him to ask more questions. She expected him to be angry at her for voiding over to her father's lab to say goodbye. She expected him to be upset that her father knew who she was, had probably known the whole time. Instead he just blinked his eyes, sighed and said: "Right. We're leaving tonight."

And that's just what they did.

They actually voided to Union Station where Rowan bought three tickets, where they had on and off privileges, for her and her boys. The plan, that she let them in on, was to stop at each and every capital city, spend the day touristing, and then hop on the last train heading out that night and do that until they got to Vancouver.

Neither boy seemed happy with this plan, mainly because that meant lugging two giant suitcases around. She figured there'd be some kind of locker system at the train stations where she could lock them up if they had to. She also informed them that there were certain things she wanted done.

Every capital city in Canada had a giant white sign that spelled out the name of the city. She had a picture of her and the one for Toronto, and she was going to collect all the others. She also wanted to see the museums, have afternoon tea and go horseback riding in each province.

That was a lot. And she knew that. But… well… she really, really wanted to do these things.

She had outlined her plans, told them she planned to research everything while on the train and the two of them just… you know went with it. Granted they rolled their eyes and groaned but that was all the push back she got on the matter.

She had booked them the giant suit on the train. Which included two bunk beds and one single bunk on it's own on the other side of the small compartment and a sky light so she could see the night sky flashing by. They had argued about that single bunk, both boys insisting that Rowan be the one to take it. But Rowan didn't want the single bed, she wanted to be on top bunk watching the stars. So it was agreed that Wo Fat would be on the single and Conejo would take the bottom bunk. And that night, she did all her researching with the stars twinkling above her, as if they were cheering her on. And with her two boys snoring on their bunks below hers she didn't feel as alone as she had earlier that day.

The first stop was not technically in the next province. They stopped in Thunder Bay so Rowan could go horseback riding and to stretch Rowan's cramped legs. There they established that there was nowhere to leave the suitcases. So, Rowan posed Wo Fat with a question, would he be okay if she voided to Vancouver, rented them a hotel room to leave the suitcases in. The answer was… he was not. What they decided on instead was renting a storage unit and having her jump whenever she needed to change. Oh and Conejo had to carry a backpack with her essentials in it.

She figured that was a good compromise so that was what they did.

After renting the storage unit and dropping off Rowan's suitcases and the boy's bags, they went horseback riding at a small little ranch she had found and had already booked with. They were supposed to have an hour on a trail, but Wo Fat got thrown like thirty seconds into the ride. He had been hesitant to even get onto the horse in the first place. Rowan had to hold it's head just so he could get on it, she knew the horse was picking up on his nervous energy, but the man was a Chinese Spy, he couldn't be afraid of horses.

She was wrong.

He was not only afraid, but he didn't like riding them either. He insisted she go on the rest of the ride, but she could also tell that he had hurt his back. She did eventually get to go on hr trail ride, but first she saw to Wo Fat to make sure that he was okay and comfortable before she left him.

It also meant she didn't feel good about putting them back on the train that night. She rented them a room at the nicest hotel that Thunder Bay had to offer and then, between her and Conejo, they made sure that he got both ice and hot treatments for the giant bruise forming on his lower back.

The following morning, they let Wo Fat pick where they ate breakfast and then they got back onto the train.

The next stop was Winnipeg. They found the sign, took the picture, found a little café that offered Afternoon Tea, and Rowan took a million pictures of her boys and their little tea cups and finger sandwiches. They both looked so out of place, the banker in his beautifully pressed grey suit and the biker in his leather jacket.

They spent the rest of the morning wandering around the downtown area going into bookshops and other stores. For the afternoon they rented a car to drive out into the rural area so Rowan could ride more horses. The ranch they went to included an area for Wo Fat to sit, drink coffee and read the raunchy spy novel Rowan had picked out for him at the bookstore, while she and Conejo went horseback riding.

Conejo was a natural on a horse. Rode like it was second nature. But he wouldn't tell Rowan how he had learned.

When she was done with her trail ride, they drove back to the city but before going back to the train, Rowan opened a portal to the storage unit. She picked out the next day's outfit, dropped off the bags of all the stuff she had bought, tossed Conejo and Wo Fat the clothes they wanted for the next day, and then they were back on the train.

And once again, Rowan fell asleep to the great expanse of the night sky going past the window above her and the comfortable snores and exhales of her brothers sharing the cabin with her.

The following morning, they were in Regina. They paused only to change and to have Rowan open another portal to throw their clothes through to the storage unit they had rented. Rowan got her picture with the sign. They once again went for high tea. They found a few book shops for Rowan to wander through.

The boys took Rowan to the Royal Saskatchewan Museum, where they got to smile as they watched her run around like a kid in a toy store. They posed for every and any picture that she asked them be in, but spent most of their time snapping pictures of her.

However, they had lost track of time in the museum, which meant that they would potentially miss out on the next ranch where Rowan's next horseback riding excursion were to happen. They made the executive decision to use a portal to get there, but when they went through both boys realized that their phones had been destroyed.

Rowan had forgotten to tell them about that.

Conejo's was a burner so he didn't care, but Wo Fat's phone was important he was not happy. He had asked where Rowan's phone was, and she had said that she had left hers in the suitcase.

So while Rowan and Conejo went horseback riding, he used the ranch's phone to do research. Apparently, that meant calling her father. Rowan wasn't sure how that went but he got the answer. That answer was a combination of Borosilicate glass and specially tempered metal, like stainless steel.

Wo said that her father was going to whip them up a few phone cases, and that would protect them in the crushing vacuum and electrical currents of the void. Rowan would have loved to know how Wo Fat had managed to convince her father to go along with that one but he didn't feel like sharing so she let it go.

She used the void to get them back to the train station where they boarded their next train to Calgary. There they got a hotel, the two boys threw out their phones and Rowan slept a little bit. She was getting low on void power. Luckily for her, one of the essentials she had packed was the energizer ray.

While they were in Calgary they purchased a disposable camera so Rowan could take pictures. They went for afternoon tea in their hotel restaurant, and then they rented a car for a ride up to Edmonton. Stopping in the mid-afternoon for her third horseback riding trail.

This time, Wo Fat did not have a comfortable place to sit, drink coffee and read the sequel to the raunchy spy novel that Rowan had bought him and he had secretly loved. He said he just wanted to see the conclusion to the plot points that had been left hanging but Rowan knew it was cause he actually liked the book. But he was embarrassed to have liked such an erotic and clearly feminine book so she was perfectly fine with letting him have that, to keep his manliness.

So, Wo Fat stayed in the car, saying he'd read until they came back, while Rowan and Con got to ride. On this trip she found out how he had gotten so good at riding. Turns out he had ended up in a foster home in Texas, and in Texas you learned to ride. It was also his favourite and last foster home. That was the family who had loved him best and they had offered to adopt him on more than one occasion. He had never actually agreed and they had been devastated when he left them for his real mom. He hadn't spoken to them since.

When she got back to the car, Wo Fat was asleep in the driver's seat and both Rowan and Conejo had felt bad about waking him. So instead, they sat in silence until he woke up. He was mad that they hadn't woken him up sooner because he had somewhere he wanted to take her and now they were going to be late again.

It turned out to be the West Edmonton Mall. There she got to shop and he took her onto the Deep Sea Adventure, which was one of Canada's working subs. A lot of use it was sitting in a mall.

Conejo chose to stay on land where it was safe, and Rowan and Wo Fat got to go inside. While they were there he told her all about his time on a Chinese spy sub and what the differences were. She asked how he had liked being underwater, and he said that it was fine, but he was there for months at a time, and he found that he had missed natural sunlight, and things he had previously found silly, like breezes or the rain. Rowan figured she'd go stir crazy in something that small. Wo Fat figured she'd just bump into some important mechanical fixture and sink them all by accident.

Luckily she didn't bump into anything too important when she was on that sub.

After they drove back to Calgary, Rowan took everything they had bought that day, and instead of opening a portal, she threw them to the destination in her mind. She was also made aware that both Wo Fat and Conejo had named her moves. When she took items and just pulsed them to where she wanted to go, they called that throwing. The opening of a portal to travel they called jumping, opening a portal in a door was a hop and when she used the void to bring something to her it was called pulling. Rowan blinked her eyes surprised. She was unaware that her powers had names now but it made her feel a little bit more like a super hero.

They got back onto the train and didn't get off again until they were at their final destination.

Vancouver.

Rowan was only one ferry ride from her home. Not her real home. Not really. But she couldn't help but feel like this was a homecoming for her. And she was more nervous than excited to be there.

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They had rented a room in the Empress for several reasons. One, they were tired and it was the nicest hotel. Two, it was the birth place of high tea, and Rowan loved her high teas. Three, they had a room that could fit all three of them. Four, Wo Fat had standards and he liked the best of the best. Five, Rowan had always wanted to stay there.

You can guess which one of those reason was the most important. (Hint it was number five)

By the time they got to the Empress, and got all of Rowan's luggage, minus her two phones, to the hotel room, Rowan was exhausted. All the touristing, all the jumping from place to place, it was a lot for her. Wo Fat was tired too, Conejo had been spending all his time hovering over her so he was just as tired as her. They all just wanted to sit, or in Rowan's case lie down, and relax.

Rowan tucked herself into her bed and was out like a light. Conejo took a hold of the room service menu and ordered half of it. Wo Fat set up his brand new phone, and was surprised to see that he had gotten a few emails, including one from Kong with the first set of pictures he had requested.

He made the mistake of opening up the attachments while in the common area. He just wanted to see how they did, to see whether or not it looked real. He didn't think Conejo, who was busy wolfing down a burger, half a chicken, and a lobster behind him, would notice.

But then the phone was snatched out of his hand and he knew immediately who had grabbed it. He turned to watch Conejo survey the picture wondering if the Photoshop looked believable enough, if this would trick him. For a long while they both said nothing as Conejo continued to stare at that one picture.

"When did you get this?" he asked, his voice a mere hush.

"Uh… well Kong sent it a few days ago, but uh, with my phone having been crushed in the void, I didn't get it," he said. "I uh… I asked him to look into the phone call Rowan made and why he would lie to her…"

"Cold feet," Conejo whispered. "It must have been… doubts, right?"

Conejo offered the phone back to him and Wo Fat looked down to the picture of Steven and Catherine in wedding attire. Her in a poofy white dress, he in his dress blues. Standing at the end of the aisle, holding hands in front of a minster. They were getting married on a beach. By the looks of it, Conejo believed it to be true so Kong's guy had done a good job. It was whether or not it would trick Rowan that was the problem.

"You can't show her that," Conejo said. "You just… you can't."

"She's the one who wanted to know…"

"No!" Conejo snapped. "I know you think she's strong, Wo, but she's not. And showing her that is going to destroy her so can you just… please."

Wo Fat couldn't help but sigh, he couldn't help it, because he was right. This was going to devastate her. He didn't want to do that, not really, but speaking to Steven, hearing the truth from him, having it conflict with everything that Wo Fat had told her, it had opened up this door. He had no choice but to fabricate a lie that would cover all the truths she had been told.

He could have told her the truth. He could have easily just told her what he did and why. But he was too deep now and he knew, if Rowan knew the truth, she'd want to go back to Steven. She'd go back, he'd take her back and then she'd be so furious with him that he knew it would be the end of their relationship all over again. Until she ended u in another basement like that one and Steve needed Wo Fat's help to get her out.

He couldn't live through another situation like that. He couldn't. He still wasn't over the first one. He wasn't going to let Steven get her into another situation he couldn't save her from. He just wasn't.

"I will try to hold off on giving her the info for as long as I can but you know what she's like, you know how she is when it comes to answers, especially about Steven."

Conejo glared down at the phone again, even though Wo Fat had disengaged the screen. "I know," he whispered. "I just… I just don't want to hurt her more than she's already hurting you know?"

Wo Fat nodded because he got that. He didn't like it any more than Conejo did. He just didn't know what else to do. This was quite the dilemma that Wo Fat had found himself in and he loved his little imouto too much to blame her. So he'd just have to blame Steven instead.

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Steve had gotten dressed up for this affair. The Liang's had asked him over for dinner. A week after the event, for a birthday shindig at their place. A family birthday for both he and Nahele that would just be the Liang's and Steven. He had jumped at the chance.

It was a kindness, this invite, it was an olive branch and if it went well it meant more in the future. Steve had to be on his best behaviour which meant not bringing up Rowan as soon as he got there, if at all.

But when he got there, in a pair of grey slacks and his best blue shirt, a bottle of the most expensive wine he could afford in his hand, he found that the place was basically on fire. Or at least whatever meal that had been in the oven was on fire.

And both Nahele and Kong seemed quite… well… calm about the whole situation. Steve rushed to help Brandi put out what was left of the dinner she had made and while he was distracted, either Nahele or Kong ordered food. Apparently this was a common occurrence.

While they were waiting for the food, Kong took Steve to the basement, a separate one from the theater room, where he kept his wine. The whole wine cellar had to be bigger than the living room of Steve's house. Imagine all that space just for wine. Maybe he should have turned to the criminal life after all.

He let Kong take him down the aisles, let him talk to him about wine as if Steve understood any of it, and let him show him where he was going to put Steve's bottle. A place of high importance he claimed, but Steve had a feeling that this was where Kong put all his discount wines.

"I said I wouldn't do this but uh… I had a question to ask… about Rowan."

He's said the words before he knew he was speaking them. Kong turned to him as if he wasn't surprised by the question but just resigned to having it posed to him.

"Alright," he said softly. "So long as it's only one question."

"Well… it might be more than one…" Steve admitted and Kong laughed bitterly at him.

"Yeah, it never is just one question with you is it?' he asked. "Alright, go ahead, ask away."

"Okay!" he said quickly, ready to go before Kong changed his mind. "Uh… I got a call from her on my birthday. 416 number. Do you know where that is?"

"Really?" Kong asked. "You didn't just look."

"No I did…" "Then why are you asking me?" "Cause I want to know if you heard about Wo Fat taking her out of Colombia."

"No, I hadn't heard about that," Kong admitted. "Is this because he took her to Toronto, isn't there where she's from?"

"Well Vancouver, but her father's in Toronto. I was hoping you could tell me if he maybe took her to see him?"

It was a fear, of course, that Wo Fat would take her to her father. Because then Trenton would tell her that Steve had him and her brother deported when they were searching for her. He also still wasn't sure if their motives came from a place of caring or if Rowan was just going to be another experiment after all. Either way, finding out that the 416 number that called him originated from Toronto around the University of Toronto campus where her father worked had been a terrifying revelation.

Kong sighed to him. "Steven, I don't know how many times I have to tell you this but let me try again. Unfortunately I do not get daily updates on Rowan's activities. Not unless something's happened." Steve opened his mouth to remind him about the party they had here with the live stream of Rowan's party and Kong quickly shot him down. "The live stream was Wo Fat's idea and it was for the kid. He contacted me not the other way around. That was the first time I got any sort of update."

Steve shut his mouth quickly and then thought about what he was going to say next.

"Do you happen to know if… if… if he lied to her?"

At this Kong straightened. "What do you mean?"

"Look she called me on my birthday alright," Steve snapped. Something Kong already knew. "And she spoke to me. Like actual words and… and… she thinks I didn't go to Japan to get her. She thinks I told her to stay with Wo Fat and… and… she had no idea what I was talking about when I told her that she was the one who called me and told me to go home."

Kong took a deep breath as he took that in. "Steve… Rowan… when you went looking for her, she was really out of it," he said. "That part I do know. She had skull fractures so bad they had to induce a coma for her to heal. Or you know… that's the rumour anyway."

Despite himself Steve found himself sucking in his breath. He couldn't help it, he still couldn't think of his Rowan that injured, it still hurt him.

"She might not remember calling you," Kong finished. "And she might have jumbled up what Wo Fat had told her, to be fair the first couple months he had her she was on all sorts of meds and you know what she's like on morphine."

Steve nodded he did know what she was like. But he can't help but feel like Kong was lying to him. He definitely knew more about this situation than he was letting on. More than he was allowed to tell Steve.

"Alright," Kong said with a clap of his hands as if that ended the conversation. "Enough talk about Rowan, this night is about you and Nahele, the birthday boys. Shall we join the others?"

The conversation about Rowan was clearly over, for now. Steve was willing to let Kong have this one night, but he was crazy if he thought Steve had let it go. Now that the possibility was in his head he wasn't going to forget it. He just didn't know how he was going to prove that they had been lied to unless Rowan called him back or he found her.