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A/N: Alright my wonderful readers, are you ready to see what's gonna happen next? This particular arc isn't done yet, I think there are at least two more before it closes. We're getting much closer to the end of this season, are you guys excited? Because I know I am! Don't forget to review, we have the anniversary coming up and I'd like to know if there's anything special that you want to read!

Chapter 274

Danny had stayed with Steve after the break in, long after everyone else had left. He had stayed the whole day and the whole night. He filled the silence with his chatter, talking about everything except Rowan Pierce. It was nice that he tried, but Steve's mind was on nothing but Rowan Pierce and the last little piece of her he had lost yesterday.

He wondered where in the world that man was going to take that last little piece of her. Would she be happy to see it? Would it fill her with the same painful bitter sweet happiness as it had for him?

Danny tried his best though, and Steve tried to not act like this had destroyed him, but… it had. He may not have cried over it, but this… this was heart break all over again. After loosing her and then Nahele, and her smell on that sweater… that sea shell had been the last thing of Rowan's he had to remember her by. All that remained now were pictures he had hidden on his phone so he wouldn't accidentally run into them, and the one picture of her, him and Nahele by his bed. He wasn't sure when but the other Five-0's, he was assuming Danny, had taken the pictures off of his desk, and reprogrammed the virtual picture frame so there were no more pictures of Rowan. That meant the last existing photograph he had was the one by his bed.

Danny had made him endless frittatas in an attempt to get him to eat, or maybe just to smoke him out of his depression. In both instances it did not work.

But part way through Danny's sixth frittata, he got a call, leaving Steve to finish up making the breakfast that he wouldn't eat. When he came back there was a look on his face that Steve wasn't certain he liked.

"Come," he had said. "I've got something to show you."

Danny didn't complain once about Steve driving his car. He didn't say much of anything other than giving him the direction to drive to a Tiffany's in the downtown core. A store that had caution tape across t he door and cop cars outside of it.

He let Danny lead him into the shop where Duke was interviewing a very upset looking employee. Everything seemed accounted for, none of the display cases were broken, nothing was stolen that he could see, nor were there any dead bodies, so he had no idea why the hell the cops were here, let alone why Danny would bring him there.

Duke turned to greet them. "Nothing's stolen, both guards were just knocked unconscious, they've been taken to the hospital. And from there it was just a bit of threatening behaviour and a weird get up."

"Why did we call Five-0?"

"He was wearing a Rabbit Mask, Steven."

Steve straightened, he looked to Danny first and then to Duke. "Where are the tapes?"

"In the back."

Steve was there within seconds. He looked at the monitors, happy to see Pua already sitting there going through the footage. He looked up at Steve.

"I'm trying to see if I can get a clear look on his face, but he never takes off his mask."

Steve pushed Pua aside to look at the video. He watched the man in the rabbit mask walk in, lock the door. Take out the two guards with what seemed to be little to no effor, and then approach the clearly frightened employee behind the counter. He put his gun on the counter, and seemingly just talked to the employee. He handed her the key chain, and from there… well it was just the employee working on it. Steve had no idea what he wanted.

He moved back out to the front where the teller was sitting in the chair. Her nametag read: Joanna.

"Hi, Joanna, I'm Steven McGarrett of Five-0," he said showing her the badge. "I want you to tell me everything that man said."

She blinked her eyes. "He… he apologized for scaring me." Oh, he had. That was… weird. "He said that he was very sorry, but he was on a time crunch and the mask was just so certain people didn't find him."

"What did he give you?"

"A… a keychain. It was a custom heart locket that had been engraved. It was supposed to be a necklace he wanted me to… to put it back."

Steve found himself breathless. "Wait, so… he came all the way here to make you turn my keychain back into a necklace?"

"It was your keychain?"

Steve shook his head but he understood full why that man had done what he had done. Rowan had always been oddly close with Sin Nombre, her favourite assassin, it stood to reason that the attachment would have grown stronger now that he was head of her security.

"So normally we don't do that. But uh… the jeweler was here today, they let him go… he didn't really interact…." So he had managed to get the locket changed back into a necklace. "He uhm… he paid in full. Cash. Even left me a tip."

Yeah, he was really nice all of a sudden. But, if Sin Nombre had come into his house to look for that seashell for Rowan, that meant he was, at some point, going to go back to Rowan. Which was either on the island, or off. Either way, if he found Sin Nombre, he'd find Rowan.

And he knew exactly where he'd start the search.

With the airport that Sin Nombre flew out of the first time.

H5O-H5O-H5O-H5O

The girl had been a great help to begin with. She had got the team of men to apologize to her. She had a gaze so dark and icy that it made the leader cry. With the girl beside her, they had been taken to the Yakuza boss's house where the girl promptly collapsed. She was taken somewhere in the house and Jian had been taken down to the basement.

She waited there a few hours before she was taken up the stairs to the main office where she was introduced to Michelle Shioma her new boss.

She smiled prettily at her but Jian saw the ugliness underneath the gesture. She was expecting there to be an issue, but instead Michelle said: "You're in luck. Your debt has been paid."

That was entirely surprising because it had been 12 million yen. Jain blinked her eyes.

"What about the girl? The one I came in with?"

"What about her?"

"Well, where is she?"

"She paid your debt."

Yes, yes she rather figured she had, she seemed like the kind of girl who either had that kind of power or that much money. But that didn't explain where she had gone. Jian wanted to at least thank her, or make sure she got out of this place.

"Thanks to her you are free. You don't have to work for me anymore, your practice is now your own. Your brother can no longer use your name. He too is on his own."

Well, that probably wasn't good either. But at least he couldn't put his debts onto her anymore. Her parents were probably going to hate that. That their precious only son would have to fix his own messes without putting it onto her anymore.

"That… is very… I mean… thank you," she said, it was the only thing she really could say. "But… the girl… I'd like to at least see her before she goes."

"That will not be possible. Your freedom was paid for, by hers."

See that was what Jian had been afraid of. "But she said… her brother… your men were all afraid of her brother…"

"Yes, well… money is always worth more than blood. And I can easily dissuade him as technically he owes me for my father."

Well that wasn't good. That wasn't good for anyone. The girl was probably already dead. An eye for an eye, or in this case a sister for a father. Jian couldn't help but wonder what the brother would do. Shioma's men had been terrified of just upsetting him, it didn't seem like this was a man that one survived upsetting.

"I suggest you leave, Miss. Hui. Before I change my mind and decide to double my profits today."

The man who had shown her into the room, put a hand to her shoulder. Signifying that this conversation was over. She had no choice but to stand up. She didn't want to but she was going to have to leave the girl behind. Hoping that this girl's amazing brother would be able to rescue her from whatever the hell she had gotten into.

H5O-H5O-H5O-H5O

The flight was long and hellish. Conejo spent the whole time tapping his foot and sharpening one of his knives. He was worried about Rowan, and he was absolutely shocked by what he had found in Steven McGarrett's house. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got.

That man wanted Rowan so bad it was insane. He was all alone, not married, no kid, completely obsessed with Rowan and the memory of her. He thought Rowan left him. So why the hell did Rowan think that McGarrett left her?

By the time he got off the plane he was absolutely livid. He needed Wo Fat to explain where the miscommunication happened. He needed to get Rowan and McGarrett back together. But of course, by the time the got off the plane, there was an even bigger problem than what Conejo had found in Hawaii.

Rowan had gone missing again. Wo Fat had contacted Kong immediately, they had activated sanctuary to track her once more but everything was coming up empty apparently. Conejo wasn't sure what was going on but according to what Wo Fat had been told by Michelle Shioma, Rowan had gone to bed as her head was still hurting and when they went to check on her, she was gone.

She hadn't ever jumped in her sleep before but maybe… maybe this time she had. Though Wo Fat was under the impression that she had just been stolen, which also a fair assumption. No one should get kidnapped as often as Rowan, but Conejo knew she posed as a promising target, and she was constantly taking on people that she had no business tangoing with.

So Conejo met Wo Fat at the hotel he was staying at and then sat across from the man as he sat in front of his laptop waiting for Kong to give him some sort of heading to go in. Conejo, at first, was going to wait until he had Rowan with him to confront Wo Fat. It was the best way to get him to tell the truth, he always gave in to Rowan and her blinking sky-blue eyes. But with nothing else to do but worry and ponder what the hell was happening he found he couldn't hold it in anymore. He couldn't even distract himself with food, he was too worried to eat.

"So uh… you ended up in Colombia? Do you know… where?"

"A graveyard. Landed on a family plot, Gonzales I think," he answered absently, an email had come in and he was in the process of opening it. It must have been nothing because he sat back with a huff.

Well that solidified Conejo's theory. He had been sent to Conejo's home, his family's grave.

"And Rowan was sent here, do you know where?"

"Michelle said her guys found her in someone's apartment. Some girl they were going to turn prostitute. Owed them money she said. Rowan picked up the tab."

Typical Rowan. saving someone else when she should have been worried about herself.

"And relation to you?"

"No, why?"

"Well I unno, she sent you to Colombia which is my home, and she sent herself to Japan which… I unno weren't you living with your girlfriend back in the day?"

"They wouldn't dare," he growled. Okay fair, maybe they wouldn't, but people certainly dared with Rowan. Maybe they figured Rowan was more of an easy target and that Wo Fat didn't really care about his girlfriend. Conejo kind thought that. "What does that matter anyway?"

"I think she messed up which person went to which home, cause like… I ended up in Hawaii."

Wo Fat already knew that was where Conejo was coming from, he had helped secure an earlier flight time. Which was good because the pilot heard that Five-0 hit the air strip only an hour after they had taken off. But Wo Fat said nothing about how strange it was that they had ended up in each other's home areas, and instead just glared at him.

"Uh… you know… I wasn't just in Hawaii… I was in his house. She spit me out right outside, on the beach," he said. And Wo Fat stared at him. "Catherine isn't there, and neither is the kid."

"Yeah, we have a missing Rowan to deal with… who could be anywhere in the world right now…"

"Yes, and that is very serious, but we can't do anything until our people turn her up," Conejo snapped. Wo Fat had already gone back to the laptop determined to ignore Conejo. But he wasn't going to let it go that easily. "I'm trying to have a serious conversation with you, Wo."

"And I'm subtly trying to avoid it."

"It's not subtle and you're not avoiding it," he snapped which only made Wo Fat's glare darker. "I had to sit on a roof with her and listen to her sob about that man not loving her but I just saw him and let me tell you, he's so fucking obsessed with her that his house is a shrine to her. He's mired himself in his misery he wants her so bad and if you even bring her up around him, he goes fucking rabid. You had wedding photos and the man isn't married and is essentially all alone. Explain. Now."

"She wanted to call him and I couldn't let that happen, she needed a reason to stay so I gave her one," he growled and when Conejo just stared at him in horror he continued. "But I wouldn't have had to create a wedding out of thin air if someone had just done his job and watched her. If she hadn't called him in March that wouldn't have had to happen."

"So… what? You fabricated a whole relationship? You faked a wedding?!" Conejo thundered. "For fucksake, that girl wants to be with him so bad it's killing her inside, why are you keeping them apart?"

"He left her there, goddamn it!" Wo thundered. "In that little room, in a basement, for four days because he was mad at me! Mad at her for picking me. He told her he was going to marry Catherine, that's what he said, that's why she left. And then they grabbed her and he left her there."

Conejo blinked his eyes, mainly because he was surprised at the outburst. But he had seen a look like that, quite recently actually.

"You weren't there. You don't know the history. How horrible he got when he didn't get his way. How many times I had to rescue her from him. He arrested her for things that weren't crimes as if just being attached to me made her, that sweet innocent girl, a criminal. He drugged and kidnapped her once, took her all the way to Japan for one of his cases because she didn't want to help him and he wouldn't let her say no. He's chased me out of her life once already. But I trusted him to take care of her, between my app, you and him nothing should have happened," he growled. "And then he does it again, he chased her away, broke up with her and she got grabbed and…" he paused. He took a few deep breaths to calm his heaving chest. "He doesn't get to come back and say he wants her. He doesn't get to come back and tell her I have to go, when I'm the one who saved her, not him. She's my sister. Mine! And I'm not letting him take her from me. Now you can help me find her or you can leave, those are your options. But if you think I'm going to let you stay here, if you plan to tell her what you saw you have another thing coming, because that girl will run straight to him if she thinks he's available and then both you and I will never see her again, do you understand me? So, you decide right now, right now what you want to do."

Conejo stood there, he had never seen Wo Fat so… well rabid. It was the exact same look Steven had got in his eyes when he had brought up Rowan, when he thought there was any chance that Conejo could link him to Rowan. He had no doubt that, like Steven, Wo Fat would do just about anything to keep Rowan, which meant even going as far as killing him.

"I'm not just going to leave her when we don't know what trouble she's in yet," Conejo said. "But if you want me to keep your dirty little secret, you gotta give me more than just: she's my sister and I'm not sharing."

Wo Fat nodded. He typed something into the computer and then gestured for Conejo to come and join him on the couch. Once he was sitting down, he turned the monitor with the Sanctuary interface ready to go.

"Sandy… show him McRow the files."

And like that the pictures lit up the screen. Commands. Orders. Arrests. The surprise visit to Japan. The drugging. Alert Texts. Stills from a video he knew made his heart hurt just by thinking about it. He took it all in, the images flashing past his eyes, finally understanding why Wo Fat would go to any length to keep Rowan away from that man. No matter how much she wanted to go back.

They needed to be separate. For their own good.