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@konokalakaua50
Hey guys,
Sorry I have been MIA. Real life stuff has been a bummer. I have had several issues going on between work and illness and family stuff. I'm trying to get my toes back in the water, so to speak.
If anyone is still interested in doing a RP thing, let me know. If you want an open starter or have an idea, I'd love to hear it.
Hope everyone is doing well
Mahalo!
Stargate Atlantis-5
@konokalakaua50
Danny sighed as he powered up the Puddlejumper. He had to make a solo flight over to the mainland to pick up some Athosians for basic training, and God did he hate flying.
But when all SGC members had been tested he’d been found to have the Ancient gene, and so he’d practically been forced to go on the Atlantis expedition. Rachel, his scientist wife, was already signed up for it all and, due to their positions, they had been allowed to take their daughter, Grace, whom also possessed the gene. The divorce was making life difficult, but they were trying to be civil for Grace’s sake and for the mission.
And now they’d befriended the Athosians and the top brass had selected some to add to the SGA teams, such as Danny’s Atlantis-5 team led by Lieutenant Commander McGarrett, to help with off-world expeditions and diplomacy. Steve had sent Danny to collect the last few successful applicants, including the young woman who would be added to their merry band.
Danny carefully set down the Jumper at the edge of the settlement the coordinated had led him to. The small village was so close to the beach it was practically on the ocean, and Danny made a face. God he missed the cities on Earth. Even Atlantis didn’t feel right to him.
He exited the Jumper and spotted some people on the sand, making his way over to them and shifting uncomfortably in his uniform.
“Hey, I’m here to pick up a group to take to Atlantis. Anyone know Kono Kalakaua?”
Kono had done her best to adjust to life on a new planet. After Athos was invaded by the Wraith, they had sought refuge with the Lanteans and were struggling to rebuild their village on the mainland.
It was difficult not having daily access to the Stargate and many of her people were upset at the isolation and lack of supplies. She had been one of the chosen few to work alongside the new allies in the war against the Wraith. While it was a great honor, she felt apprehensive about leaving her people.
She was kneeling along the edge of she sand, collecting ocean water when she heard a man speak her name. Kono stood up, passing her bucket to one of the young men before making her way towards the newcomer.
He was shorter than the others, hair as blonde as the sun and eyes that matched the sparkle of the waters. But he seemed anxious and Kono wondered if it had to do with her people or the planet.
She moved closer, bowing her head slightly, “Greetings. I am Kono Kalakaua, Daughter of Ke’ano. You must be Lt. Williams. It is an honor to be chosen for the Lantean team. I look forward to working with you.”
Island Hunters
“Go ahead,” Bobby said, trying to figure out how to tip his hand as a hunter. “How is kai?” He hoped she knew about the old hunter who ran salt-and-iron.
Kono stopped dialing her phone when the strange man spoke again. It had been years since she had heard that name, not since she was a young girl on the pro surf circuit.
Her mother had told her of Kai and the select few that were chosen to help guard the islands from evil spirits. It wasn’t until she was a teenager that she understood her lineage and that she was one of the chosen ones.
By then she had discovered surfing and her mother wanted more for her, telling her to find her own way in the world. After her accident she turned to the police academy instead of hunting.
She looked over at the victim again, her eyes narrowing as she took in the crime scene under a different set of circumstances. She slipped her phone back into her jeans, “Last I heard he was doing well. But it’s been a while.”
Kono shifted her stance, eyes darting to the HPD officers milling around the scene then back to the stranger again, “What did you say your name was again?”
“People round here know me as Shelby paelowe, but my friends call me bobby.” He offered the olive branch of his real name. “Maybe we could talk somewhere where there aren’t so many eyes?”
Kono nodded, “We can go grab some coffee while CSU wraps up here.” She gave a wave and head shake towards the M.E. as they began to walk away. She would have to fill in Noelani later.
Once they were back at her car she did a quick scan to see if any other officers were in the area. She nodded at the man when it was all clear, “So you’re from the mainland. How do you know Kai? And what makes you so sure this is that type of case?”
“I’m an old friend of the family. An as to how I know, cause I been chasing this thing in from the mainland. I got a murder book two inches thick on this thing. The man was also a frend of kai. Marcus. Moved here nearly two decades ago to outrun the reaper.
They’ll find sulphur and a black goo. It’s ectoplasm. An I know he ain’t been dead more than twenty minutes but he’s cold to the touch. That ain’t normal. I was trying to find him. The story I told is true only it ain’t the dixie mob, it’s hell itself after him.”
Kono listened carefully as the man spoke. She had to keep an open mind, despite the fact that it went against most of her law enforcement training. There was no way she could tell rest of her team what she was hearing.
When he mentioned that the man was a friend of Kai’s, she began to wonder if others would be in danger. “Any chance this is a one off or are we looking at multiple targets? And exactly what is this thing? Does it have a name?”
Island Hunters
“Go ahead,” Bobby said, trying to figure out how to tip his hand as a hunter. “How is kai?” He hoped she knew about the old hunter who ran salt-and-iron.
Kono stopped dialing her phone when the strange man spoke again. It had been years since she had heard that name, not since she was a young girl on the pro surf circuit.
Her mother had told her of Kai and the select few that were chosen to help guard the islands from evil spirits. It wasn’t until she was a teenager that she understood her lineage and that she was one of the chosen ones.
By then she had discovered surfing and her mother wanted more for her, telling her to find her own way in the world. After her accident she turned to the police academy instead of hunting.
She looked over at the victim again, her eyes narrowing as she took in the crime scene under a different set of circumstances. She slipped her phone back into her jeans, “Last I heard he was doing well. But it’s been a while.”
Kono shifted her stance, eyes darting to the HPD officers milling around the scene then back to the stranger again, “What did you say your name was again?”
“People round here know me as Shelby paelowe, but my friends call me bobby.” He offered the olive branch of his real name. “Maybe we could talk somewhere where there aren’t so many eyes?”
Kono nodded, “We can go grab some coffee while CSU wraps up here.” She gave a wave and head shake towards the M.E. as they began to walk away. She would have to fill in Noelani later.
Once they were back at her car she did a quick scan to see if any other officers were in the area. She nodded at the man when it was all clear, “So you’re from the mainland. How do you know Kai? And what makes you so sure this is that type of case?”
Island Hunters
“Go ahead,” Bobby said, trying to figure out how to tip his hand as a hunter. “How is kai?” He hoped she knew about the old hunter who ran salt-and-iron.
Kono stopped dialing her phone when the strange man spoke again. It had been years since she had heard that name, not since she was a young girl on the pro surf circuit.
Her mother had told her of Kai and the select few that were chosen to help guard the islands from evil spirits. It wasn’t until she was a teenager that she understood her lineage and that she was one of the chosen ones.
By then she had discovered surfing and her mother wanted more for her, telling her to find her own way in the world. After her accident she turned to the police academy instead of hunting.
She looked over at the victim again, her eyes narrowing as she took in the crime scene under a different set of circumstances. She slipped her phone back into her jeans, “Last I heard he was doing well. But it’s been a while.”
Kono shifted her stance, eyes darting to the HPD officers milling around the scene then back to the stranger again, “What did you say your name was again?”
Island Hunters
@soullessbobbysinger
It was late. Too late to be drug out of bed for a case. But Duke had sounded different when he called and the urgency in his voice told her she shouldn’t waste time getting to the crime scene.
Kono turned off the main highway and headed down what passed for a dirt road into the middle of nowhere. Danny once told her there was a direct correlation between how far away you had to travel to a crime scene as to how bad it was. She had first laughed it off, but over the years she’d come to see some truth in it.
She spotted the first twinkling of flashing blue lights as she maneuvered around the tangle of weeds and vines. As soon as she cut the engine she began to survey the scene.
Several HPD officers were taking photos and bagging evidence. Noelani was also there, crouched over the victim, making her medical assessment. And standing along side the M.E. was a man.
Kono got out of the car and made her way towards the victim. She approached the body, watching the man carefully as she introduced herself, “Aloha, I’m Detective Kono Kalakaua, 5-0 task force. And you are?”
“Shelby Parlowe, US Marshall’s office.” He flashed a badge. It was real really registered to parlowe, a man who was a dead ringer for him.
He chin-nodded to the corpse. “I was chasin a fugitive when I caught it. He damn near walked out onto the highway fore he screamed an dropped dead.”
The black sedan was obviously his with g series plates and the body laying a few feet from the fender.
The corpse lay twisted, a look of abject horror on his face. The body was cold. And while Bobby knew why he wasn’t sure there were hunter’s left on the islands, no, he knew they were there just not how to find them. It’d been years since he’d been to the islands on a hunt.
The local phrase for hunter’s was a mouthful. kanaka hahai holoholona, But he knew there had to be some since he’d been called from the mainland when the creature showed up.
How do you explain to 5-0 they are chasing a demon?
Kono gave a nod at the badge, eyes darting to the black sedan before moving back towards the man, “Marshalls huh? What’s your interest?”
She looked at the mangled body. Whatever happened, it didn’t look natural, certainly not any animal attack she’d seen but also not your typical shooting or knife fight either. “Was he running from something?”
She tried to recall the name, Parlowe. It wasn’t one she recognized and something about the guy made her suspicious, “Are you new to the island?”
“Came chasin a fugitive.” He said. “Jus’here tryin to get my guy. I got turned around out here An was heading back for the highway to regroup when the Vic staggered outta the trees an out into the street, screamed an’ fell dead.”
Kono nodded, “Any idea what got him?” She looked towards the Marshall and then towards the M.E.
Noelani shook her head, “Can’t be sure until I get him back to the morgue. Maybe some sort of animal attack, but the bite marks don’t look like anything I’ve ever seen before. Once I do an autopsy I’ll have more information.”
Kono looked back at the Marshall, “What was he wanted for?“ She waited a beat before she added, "Any information you can tell us will be helpful.”
Bobby sighed. “He’d managed to skip his Marshall. He was here on witsec after testifying against the Dixie mafia. When his marshal dropped dead last week they called me cause I was the one what arrested him in Harlan.
Kono frowned. It wasn't like the Marshall's not to consult 5-0 if they had a problem on the island. "Who was his handler? Why is this the first I've heard of it?" She was getting more suspicious by the second. Something about this guy didn't add up and she knew everyone at the local Marshall's office well enough to know if something was wrong.
She reached for her phone, "I tell you what, why don't I give the local field office a call and see if he can straighten this out for us?"
Island Hunters
@soullessbobbysinger
It was late. Too late to be drug out of bed for a case. But Duke had sounded different when he called and the urgency in his voice told her she shouldn’t waste time getting to the crime scene.
Kono turned off the main highway and headed down what passed for a dirt road into the middle of nowhere. Danny once told her there was a direct correlation between how far away you had to travel to a crime scene as to how bad it was. She had first laughed it off, but over the years she’d come to see some truth in it.
She spotted the first twinkling of flashing blue lights as she maneuvered around the tangle of weeds and vines. As soon as she cut the engine she began to survey the scene.
Several HPD officers were taking photos and bagging evidence. Noelani was also there, crouched over the victim, making her medical assessment. And standing along side the M.E. was a man.
Kono got out of the car and made her way towards the victim. She approached the body, watching the man carefully as she introduced herself, “Aloha, I’m Detective Kono Kalakaua, 5-0 task force. And you are?”
“Shelby Parlowe, US Marshall’s office.” He flashed a badge. It was real really registered to parlowe, a man who was a dead ringer for him.
He chin-nodded to the corpse. “I was chasin a fugitive when I caught it. He damn near walked out onto the highway fore he screamed an dropped dead.”
The black sedan was obviously his with g series plates and the body laying a few feet from the fender.
The corpse lay twisted, a look of abject horror on his face. The body was cold. And while Bobby knew why he wasn’t sure there were hunter’s left on the islands, no, he knew they were there just not how to find them. It’d been years since he’d been to the islands on a hunt.
The local phrase for hunter’s was a mouthful. kanaka hahai holoholona, But he knew there had to be some since he’d been called from the mainland when the creature showed up.
How do you explain to 5-0 they are chasing a demon?
Kono gave a nod at the badge, eyes darting to the black sedan before moving back towards the man, “Marshalls huh? What’s your interest?”
She looked at the mangled body. Whatever happened, it didn’t look natural, certainly not any animal attack she’d seen but also not your typical shooting or knife fight either. “Was he running from something?”
She tried to recall the name, Parlowe. It wasn’t one she recognized and something about the guy made her suspicious, “Are you new to the island?”
“Came chasin a fugitive.” He said. “Jus’here tryin to get my guy. I got turned around out here An was heading back for the highway to regroup when the Vic staggered outta the trees an out into the street, screamed an’ fell dead.”
Kono nodded, "Any idea what got him?" She looked towards the Marshall and then towards the M.E.
Noelani shook her head, "Can't be sure until I get him back to the morgue. Maybe some sort of animal attack, but the bite marks don't look like anything I've ever seen before. Once I do an autopsy I'll have more information."
Kono looked back at the Marshall, "What was he wanted for?" She waited a beat before she added, "Any information you can tell us will be helpful."
Island Hunters
@soullessbobbysinger
It was late. Too late to be drug out of bed for a case. But Duke had sounded different when he called and the urgency in his voice told her she shouldn’t waste time getting to the crime scene.
Kono turned off the main highway and headed down what passed for a dirt road into the middle of nowhere. Danny once told her there was a direct correlation between how far away you had to travel to a crime scene as to how bad it was. She had first laughed it off, but over the years she’d come to see some truth in it.
She spotted the first twinkling of flashing blue lights as she maneuvered around the tangle of weeds and vines. As soon as she cut the engine she began to survey the scene.
Several HPD officers were taking photos and bagging evidence. Noelani was also there, crouched over the victim, making her medical assessment. And standing along side the M.E. was a man.
Kono got out of the car and made her way towards the victim. She approached the body, watching the man carefully as she introduced herself, “Aloha, I’m Detective Kono Kalakaua, 5-0 task force. And you are?”
“Shelby Parlowe, US Marshall’s office.” He flashed a badge. It was real really registered to parlowe, a man who was a dead ringer for him.
He chin-nodded to the corpse. “I was chasin a fugitive when I caught it. He damn near walked out onto the highway fore he screamed an dropped dead.”
The black sedan was obviously his with g series plates and the body laying a few feet from the fender.
The corpse lay twisted, a look of abject horror on his face. The body was cold. And while Bobby knew why he wasn’t sure there were hunter’s left on the islands, no, he knew they were there just not how to find them. It’d been years since he’d been to the islands on a hunt.
The local phrase for hunter’s was a mouthful. kanaka hahai holoholona, But he knew there had to be some since he’d been called from the mainland when the creature showed up.
How do you explain to 5-0 they are chasing a demon?
Kono gave a nod at the badge, eyes darting to the black sedan before moving back towards the man, "Marshalls huh? What's your interest?"
She looked at the mangled body. Whatever happened, it didn't look natural, certainly not any animal attack she'd seen but also not your typical shooting or knife fight either. "Was he running from something?"
She tried to recall the name, Parlowe. It wasn't one she recognized and something about the guy made her suspicious, "Are you new to the island?"
Danny nodded when Kono said she’d explain when they got back to the hotel, but when he realised they were about to miss the turning for it he frowned. Knowing there must be a reason, he checked their mirrors. A tail, that explained things. He’d been thinking too much about that kiss they’d just shared to be on the ball and notice earlier.
He stayed quiet, allowing Kono to concentrate on whatever their new destination was, and they were soon arriving at a different hotel. She gave him a sign to play along and he relaxed his shoulders despite the irritating feeling of being watched, following her into the elevator and up to the top floor.
Once there he was surprised to see her approached by a young girl, and he watched an interesting exchange between the two before Kono took them to her room and appeared to give the girl drugs. Everything in Danny’s soul wanted him to react, to stop what was happening and ask Kono what the hell she was playing at, but he managed to hold back. He knew Kono, knew she would never harm anyone unless it was absolutely necessary, much less a vulnerable young woman like April. There had to be an explanation.
Finally they were alone and Kono fixed them both a drink and began to explain everything. The fact that the drugs weren’t real, the role she was being forced to play to take down this human trafficking ring, the disgusting tactics that the men used to bend young girls to their will. It made Danny feel physically sick that this was happening at all, and the fact that Kono was having to witness it and even play a small part in it had to be taking its toll.
No wonder she seemed so stressed and on edge. This was the kind of undercover work that ripped your soul to pieces, and Danny could see the horror in her deep brown eyes that was likely reflected in his own blue ones.
They both finished their drinks and Kono explained he would likely have to become part of the operation now, and she apologised for the mess she’d got him into.
Danny sighed and rubbed his face. “Okay, firstly? I signed myself up for this. I’m the one who came here to help, and I’m gonna do just that. So tomorrow I’ll come with you, I’ll play the part, I’ll do what’s necessary. And don’t feel like it’s your fault, because it’s anything but that.”
She looked exhausted and guilt-ridden, and Danny hated to see his friend that way. He stood, approaching Kono before squatting in front of where she sat and putting his hands on her knees.
“Look at me, babe,” he told her gently, waiting until her eyes met his. “What you’re doing? I know it hurts, but you are so damn brave. Having to pretend to be one of them must hurt so much, I get that, but just remember that you’re gonna bring these fuckers down. By doing what you’re doing, you’re gonna prevent this from happening to any more girls. You should be proud of yourself, as proud as I am.”
Danny stood, taking Kono’s hand and pulling her up into a tight hug. She needed support right now even if she didn’t want to show how much she was hurting.
“You’re amazing, Kono,” he told her. “And you’re gonna crush them.” He pulled back and looked her in the eye again, giving her a small smile, wanting her to know she wasn’t alone now. “We’re gonna crush ‘em.”
It slowly began to dawn on Danny just how close together they were, their faces a matter of inches apart, and he had to make himself take a step back after giving her shoulder one last squeeze. After the fake - or not so fake on his part - make out session earlier, and with emotions running high, he couldn’t risk her seeing his true feelings right now.
Instead, Danny tried to disguise his sudden discomfort by checking out the room and changing the subject to something lighter.
“This place is pretty sweet compared to the other room. Feels like we’ve been upgraded,” he grinned. “And I’m guessing we can’t leave, huh? Those goons are gonna be keeping tabs on us.”
He looked around the room again, a thought occuring to him.
“Uh… There’s no second bed or couch, is there?” he murmured awkwardly. “I just hope the floor is more comfy than it looks…’
Kono told him there was no way he was sleeping on the floor, insisting that they could share the bed. It was big, and they were two adults, weren’t they?
Danny finally gave in, knowing it was a better alternative than a stiff back. He’d need to be well rested for the day ahead.
"Fine,” he relented, using humour to distract from the slight tension. “But you’d better not snore.”
It was then that he realised something else quite important…
“Uh… My bag is at the other place,” he reminded her. “I hope you don’t mind me, uh… Sleeping in my boxers? I’m gonna need these clothes for tomorrow…”
When Danny told her he would help her out, a wave of relief washed over her, tempered with guilt and fear, “Thank you. Really, thank you.”
As he knelt down before her, her stomach flipped and her heart began to race as he touched her knee. He told her how brave she was, how proud he was of her and she wanted to cry. Hearing those words, genuine validation for what she was doing, it meant the world to her.
She was on the verge of tears as he pulled her up and into a hug, reminding her again how strong she was and that they would work together as a team to bring down the bad guys. Once again she felt that wave of guilt wash over her. Danny had so much more to lose if something went wrong. A daughter and a son. Steve and the rest of the team.
It was easier to rationalize her own danger. It had been one of the downfalls of her marriage that led to the divorce. It wasn’t just about asking Adam to wait for her, it was about the risks she took and the life she lived. Something that Adam could never quite understand.
But Danny was different. He was a cop, he knew what undercover work was about, the sacrifices that had to be made and the reasons for it. So when he told her he was proud, it gave her the resolve she’d been desperately needing.
When she pulled back and looked into his eyes, she sucked in a deep breath, her mind flashing back to the restaurant and the kiss they shared. It was hot and passionate and it stirred up so many feelings she wasn’t prepared for.
Danny quickly changed the subject and Kono wondered if he could sense her emotions. She let out sigh of relief as he began to survey the room and mentioned their tail, “Yea, they usually camp out in the lobby so it’s best to stay put.”
When he brought up the sleeping arrangements Kono balked, “No way brah, wait until you see the master bed. It’s huge, we can both sleep there. I mean, we are adults right?”
Danny agreed but made a small joke about snoring. Kono relaxed a bit, giving a small laugh, “And as long as you don’t steal the covers.”
At the mention of clothes, Kono waved her hand, “Please brah, how many times have been surfing over the years. That’s not a problem.”
Kono made her way towards the bedroom, showing Danny the luxurious king size mattress and bedding. It was a far cry from the dusty motel room she spent most of her time at and it was one of the few perks she ever found working the job. Unfortunately she was usually too distraught to get a good night’s rest on the thing.
She excused herself, going to the bathroom to get ready for bed. Once she emerged, Danny was already in the bed, propped up against the headboard with a pile of pillows. Kono chuckled, “You didn’t waste any time did you.”
She did a quick survey of the suite, making sure the door was chained and the lights were all off before climbing into bed next to her teammate. “I set the alarm for 4 am. I want to make sure we have some time to go over some of the details about the operation before we get called in. I don’t know what time Pedro will call, but he will, you can count on it .”
Kono settled in, turning off the bedside lamp and plummeting the room into darkness. She rolled onto her side, her eyes adjusting to the dim light filtering through the curtains. She could make out Danny’s form, noticing that he’d shifted onto his side as well. “Thanks again, for agreeing to help. I really appreciate it.”
She closed her eyes as he laid a hand on her arm. The excitement of the day had finally caught up with her and she drifted off to sleep.
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It had been so long since she dreamed. Or at least, a good dream. She was back on the island, warm sun on her face, tasting the salt in the air, feeling the water splash against her skin. She was surfing. Riding the waves like she’d never left.
But she wasn’t alone. Danny was there, riding alongside her, water glistening off his blonde locks as he worked to stay upright on his board. It was home. It was paradise.....
Kono woke with a startle, her mind racing quickly as she tried to orient herself. It was still dark out but there was something else, something was different. She shifted against the mattress and froze. A hand, warm and heavy against her hip. The familiar scent of cologne she’d grown to recognize as Danny’s filled her nostrils.
Memories of the previous night returned and she carefully extracted herself from his arm. It was a little past three am as she made her way to the sitting room. She quietly extracted her laptop from behind one of the cabinets and powered it up.
She sent an email, checking in with the Bureau and began to gather a few files for Danny to read up on before the meet. She had lost track of time and before long she glanced up to find Danny standing in the doorway of the bedroom, looking at her with sleep eyes. “Hey, sorry if I woke you up. I just wanted to do a check in and get some files together. Did you sleep okay?”
Island Hunters
@soullessbobbysinger
It was late. Too late to be drug out of bed for a case. But Duke had sounded different when he called and the urgency in his voice told her she shouldn’t waste time getting to the crime scene.
Kono turned off the main highway and headed down what passed for a dirt road into the middle of nowhere. Danny once told her there was a direct correlation between how far away you had to travel to a crime scene as to how bad it was. She had first laughed it off, but over the years she’d come to see some truth in it.
She spotted the first twinkling of flashing blue lights as she maneuvered around the tangle of weeds and vines. As soon as she cut the engine she began to survey the scene.
Several HPD officers were taking photos and bagging evidence. Noelani was also there, crouched over the victim, making her medical assessment. And standing along side the M.E. was a man.
Kono got out of the car and made her way towards the victim. She approached the body, watching the man carefully as she introduced herself, “Aloha, I’m Detective Kono Kalakaua, 5-0 task force. And you are?”
It felt nice when Kono slipped her fingers between Danny’s, and he gave her another reassuring squeeze as she told him Tony was no competition.
Tony still seemed suspicious when Kono insisted Danny was a friend, nothing to do with ‘work’, and he smiled confidently when she said it was more to do with pleasure. But Tony wouldn’t budge, telling her he wanted a word away from Danny, and the blonde was hesitant to let go of her hand and let her walk away. If he had compromised her cover by just being there he would feel awful, and moreover he might have to leap to her defence any second.
Kono and Tony had a stiff conversation, and from what Danny could hear he would need to have his acting skills on point. He wanted to drag the other man away from his friend when he saw him touch Kono, but he held steady and glowered at the guy instead.
Tony left and the Hawaiian woman returned to their table, apologising and thanking Danny quietly. She quickly changed the subject away from what had happened, and Danny got that any discussion was probably best saved for later when in private.
"Uh, yeah, the new guys,” he nodded, going back to their previous conversation. “They’re fitting in well so far, but I guess time will tell.”
Kono burst out laughing and Danny creased his brow, not understanding her reaction. She flicked her eyes towards the bar before telling him they were being watched, and Danny let her know with his expression that he understood. Their act was not over tonight, not just yet.
The food arrived and Danny changed the subject to softer things, filling Kono in on the wider Ohana which made her smile. She turned up the flirting and Danny followed, leaning in closer and putting on the charm, smiling, winking and joking to help Kono make it all more realistic.
The thing was… It all felt oddly natural, like this was how they normally interacted. He and Kono had always been good friends, and there were times when they had bordered on flirtation in the past, particularly before Adam. But this felt right, not false, and that in itself left Danny feeling confused inside. He pushed those thoughts to one side and concentrated on the task at hand.
When they finished their food, Kono moved around to his side of the booth, moving in close. He body language and expression were playful, and Danny relaxed into character as Trace’s love interest. Her arm slipped under his jacket and he shivered, though not from the cold, and her breath was hot against his ear as she apologised.
“Huh?” Danny began to ask, but suddenly Kono’s mouth was on his and she was kissing him with intent.
His natural reaction was to hesitate, but his brain quickly kicked in and reminded him to play along. He closed his eyes and kissed back despite his confusion, relaxing into it and sliding his tongue into her mouth. He lost himself to the kiss, forgetting everything else around them.
When Kono pressed her body against Danny’s he automatically slid his arms around her waist, pulling her closer. A voice in the back of his head told him not to let this go too far for the sake of their friendship, and it took a moment for his common sense to conquer his own personal feelings. He cracked one eye open to see if the group of men were still watching them, and quickly formulated a plan to allow them to leave without appearing too suspicious.
Danny increased the intensity of the kiss, simultaneously reaching out to push the table back and allow more space. It made a loud scraping sound, attracting attention from a few people around the restaurant which was his intention, and before Kono could pull back to find out what was going on his was grasping her hips and pulling her over to straddle his lap.
Danny figured this was the sort of guy Daniel was, not giving a shit about where he was and how brash and rude he might come off to others, the sort of guy Trace would be attracted to, and he went with it. One hand explored her body as the other grasped her hair and pulled her down into their kiss, and he felt her grind down against him even as his body reacted to the friction. Their make out session grew more and more heated until his plan finally came to fruition.
“Uh, excuse me?” an annoyed voice came from next to their table, interrupting the scene.
Danny kissed Kono for a few more seconds before breaking away and glaring at the guy.
“What?” he growled.
“This is a family establishment, we can’t have this,” the man gestured to the two of them, “happening here. I’m going to have to ask you to leave.” He tapped his assistant manager’s name tag officiously.
Danny huffed, looking Kono up and down as she still sat in his lap. “We’re gonna have to take this back to our room, baby,” he grumbled, squeezing her ass and lifting her up and off him. “Seems like these people can’t handle us…”
He threw the money to cover their bill, plus a hefty tip, onto the table before guiding Kono out of the grill with a hand firmly planted on her ass as they continued to flirt and touch. It wasn’t until they were in Kono’s car and a couple of blocks away that he let out a deep breath of relief. He prayed to God that Kono hadn’t felt his hard on when she’d been straddling him, that could lead to so much embarrassment and awkwardness, but she seemed relaxed enough.
“Okay,” Danny sighed, running his hands back through his hair. “I need to know everything…”
Kono was grateful Danny was playing along and even a bit surprised as he hoisted her into his lap. She couldn’t help her own reaction as he pulled her down into the kiss, her hips grinding down into Danny’s lap.
The kisses intensified, as did the air around them. Kono wasn’t sure it was an act any longer as she felt a surge of emotions bubbling to the surface. A stranger’s voice finally broke up the makeout session and while she was grateful, she was also a bit disappointed that it came to an end.
She straightened her clothes and her composure as they headed out to the car. Danny had been a real trooper and she didn’t want to do anything to make him feel awkward or embarrassed. Once they were in the car and down the road, Danny finally broke the silence, asking the all important question she knew was coming.
“I know, I know. Just, let us get back and I’ll explain everything.” Kono gnawed at her lip as she headed down the main road. She glanced in the rear view mirror, mindful of the truck that was following them.
They passed the hotel that Danny had arrived at, heading downtown. Moments later they arrived at a different hotel and Kono parked the car, giving Danny a slight nod to continue playing along.
It was a nicer location, certainly more upscale than the two star dump she was hiding out in. It wasn’t a luxury resort by any stretch, but it was more unassuming than most people would think.
She waved to the desk clerk, smiling at a few bellboys as she headed to the elevators. She hit the top floor button and they made their way towards the room.
As soon as she stepped off the elevator she spotted the young girl hovering around her door. “April? Is everything alright?” Kono approached the girl carefully, mindful that Danny was close behind her.
“Trace, hey,” April brushed her long hair behind her ear. “I came to see if I could get a little something. You know, to get me through the night.” Her eyes shifted towards the floor, “I’ve got a date later and I just need a little help.”
Kono nodded, “Alright, come on in.” She reached in her opposite pocket for a different key card and slipped it in the door. Once inside she turned on the lights and motioned for Danny to have a seat. It was a large penthouse suite with a formal sitting area and bar, including a kitchenette.
She retreated to the bedroom and came back quickly, “Here you go.” Kono handed the girl a small bag of white pills, “Take one now and then another in an hour. That should help. Don’t take the other two for at least another couple of hours and only if you have to. Understand?”
April nodded quickly, “Yes ma’am. Thank you so much!” She hugged Kono before heading out of the room. Kono closed the door, latching the locks before turning around.
Danny was watching her and Kono shook her head, “Before you even ask, it was just caffeine pills. And no, she doesn’t know that. She thinks they are Adderall, and can help her cope with her anxiety and ADD. The worst that will happen is she will be awake all night.”
“I think we need a drink,” Kono walked to the bar and fixed a couple of cocktails before handing Danny a glass and settling down in the chair across from her old friend. She took a sip of the liquor, allowing the alcohol to slide down her throat.
“I’m sure by now, you figured out this is Trace’s place, not mine. Our friends were following us and it was better to not try and lose the tail and let them see us come here.”
Kono settled back, placing her glass on the side table, “As you know, I’ve been helping the FBI try to track down and dismantle a large sex trafficking ring for months now. It’s taken me from city to city and while we have had a lot of success with busting up local rings the overall network has remained elusive.
We finally got a lead on a man named Pedro Sanchez. A Mexican national who came into our country over a decade ago. He started out smuggling immigrants across the border and over time he’s expanded his empire to include drugs, money laundering, gambling, and now sex trafficking.
He managed to stay off the radar for so long because his operation is unlike anything the FBI has ever seen. It’s a play on what we saw on the island, but much more complex.
He targets young runaways or homeless teens. Mostly girls, but he’s not above taking in a boy if the opportunity presents itself. They seek out their targets, watch them, do a little background and then formulate a plan.
They set up elaborate schemes and plots to get in good with a girl. Maybe they stage a mugging or an attack and the second guy comes to her rescue. She becomes enamored with him. Her own shining knight. He becomes her protector, takes care of her, makes her believe he loves her.
He eventually puts her up in a hotel, buys her expensive gifts, gets her accustomed to the finer things. Then he slowly begins to introduce her to his “friends”. And that she can do these “Favors” for more clothes, more money, more drugs or whatever it is that they can control her with.
Before she knows it, the girl is being turned out for tricks. Some of them are so naive, they don’t even realize what’s happening. And because they are runaways or homeless they are scared of going to anyone for help.”
Kono reached for her drink, hoping the alcohol would wash away the horror of her own words, “April, the girl you just met, she’s- she’s one of them. I, uh, I kind of help the girls out. Officially, I’m here to help keep them in line, but I do what I can for them. When I can.
Tony, the guy you met at the bar, he’s Pedro’s right hand man. He keeps tab on the personnel, so to speak. What he was not so subtly suggesting, was that you come to work for the operation. To become one of those guys I was talking about, running scams and cons to lure in new girls.”
She closed her eyes, shaking her head as the bile began to rise in her throat as she realized the horror of what she was presenting to her friend, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I can’t ask you to be a part of this. I never should have brought you here.”
Kono seemed happy to have Danny available to her, even tripping over her words at one point which Danny put down to the surprise of it all.
“No, I haven’t eaten,” he answered her question. “I came straight from the airport. But if you wanna get outta here and know a good place to eat, I’m game.”
He knew staying holed up in a motel room could be depressing, especially when there wasn’t much to do but work, so he figured going out would be the better option for Kono’s sanity.
The young woman disappeared into the bathroom to freshen up, and Danny placed his bag down under her desk and took the time to familiarise himself with the photographs and notes Kono had up on a board on the wall. When she reappeared, he followed her down to her rental car, knowing that when he came back he would need to find himself a room in the motel and move his bag.
The bar and grill she took him to seemed pretty nice, not the flashiest of places but it had a lot of patrons which was always a good sign. They were seated and Danny looked over the menu, going for a steak, rare, with fries and a bottle of beer. The drinks arrived and Kono toasted to good friends.
“To excellent friends,” Danny replied with a little wink, wanting Kono to know absolutely nothing had changed since they had last seen one another.
She was looking beautiful as ever, and something about the lighting in the restaurant made her dark eyes sparkle. Danny found it so easy just to slip back into their usual friendly chitchat as he filled his friend in on all the things that had been going on since she had left for the mainland. There was so much to catch up on, but Danny did his best to focus on the things he knew would be important to Kono - Steve, Gracie and Charlie, the rest of the Ohana, and he briefly touched on their knew additions, Tani and Junior.
“Junior is a good kid, but he’s kind of like Steve back when we first met him? Fresh out of the military with a rod up his ass, and not the good kind, mind you,” he chuckled. “As for Tani? She’s feisty, reminds me a lot of you. She’s fresh and needs the training. Nothing in comparison to a certain sniper though…”
Danny looked up when he sensed Kono tense up, hoping he hadn’t offended her or upset her, but he soon realised she had spotted someone across the bar and likely hadn’t even heard his last sentence. She whispered urgently for him to follow her lead, and seconds later a very large man approached their table, glaring at Danny.
He addressed her as Trace and seemed very wary of her company, and all Danny could guess was that this was something to do with Kono’s operation and that she was undercover. He could not screw this up for her.
The Hawaiian woman relaxed, calling the guy Tony and talking to him like she knew him, but all Tony was interested in was working out who Danny was. Kono introduced him to the large man as Daniel, and the blond couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows when she implied he was involved with her in more way than one.
Danny let an easy smirk leak onto his lips to cover the surprise, making it look as if ‘Daniel’ just hadn’t realised ‘Trace’ was going to be open about their relationship, and he let his shoulders relax a bit as he turned a little more towards Tony.
“Oh, you think I’m pretty, huh?” he grinned at the big guy, a slight air of superiority attached to it. “Sorry Tony, I’m taken.”
Danny very deliberately took his hand off his beer bottle and slid it over the table to take Kono’s where it rested, squeezing. The gesture was partly to let Kono know he was good to play along, but also to look possessive to anyone viewing the pair.
“Who’s this guy then, baby? You didn’t mention a Tony. Do I have competition?”
Kono felt a wave of relief wash over her as Danny slipped his hand over her own. It was warm and comforting. She realized how much she'd missed having such physical intimacies, even simple gestures like the small squeeze of her hand.
She twisted her wrist, slipping her fingers through Danny's as she gave a small laugh, "No competition, just want to be clear where things stand, that's all." Kono gave a small glance towards Danny but kept her focus on Tony.
She didn't want Danny to get dragged into her operation anymore than she wanted him to know how deep she was in. It was one of many reasons things had gone sideways with Adam, not to mention the plethora of sleepless nights she'd endured thinking about it.
Tony studied her for a moment before glancing back at Danny, "You know the rules, no outsiders without the Boss' approval."
Kono rolled her eyes and gave a dramatic sigh, "I told you Tony, he's a friend. This is personal, nothing to do with work." She leaned forward, "And everything to do with pleasure. Get my meaning?"
She couldn't see Danny's face but the way he squeezed her hand gave her the reassurance she needed to continue, "He's not up for bid."
Tony motioned his head away from the table, "Let's have a word?"
Kono felt her stomach flip as she tried to look as nonchalant as possible. "Be right back," she smiled, squeezing Danny's hand before she slipped out of the booth and a few feet away with Tony.
The burly man scowled, "You and I both know that eventually he will be part of our operation. Everything is negotiable. And if you want your little friend to stick around then you know what you have to do. Present him tomorrow morning by 10 am. Otherwise you know the consequences," Tony gave a lecherous grin as he leaned in to brush her cheek.
Kono turned her head and closed her eyes, trying to disguise her disgust with more annoyance, "I got it Tony." She watched the man leave, taking a deep breath and blowing it out before she turned back to her table. There was no way Danny didn't catch the last part so she was going to have to work fast to formulate a story.
As soon as she slid into the booth she began to apologize, "Sorry about that. I didn't know he'd show up. Thanks for playing along." She grabbed her beer and took a large sip, trying to buy more time, "He's more talk than anything else. Nothing I can't handle. So, you were telling me about the new guys?"
Kono could see the questions in his eyes, the concern that was etched across his features as Danny quietly watched her. She opened her mouth to speak again when she noticed a small group of men enter the room. They moved towards the bar, watching her as they settled into their seats.
A loud laugh escaped her lips, causing Danny to give her a confused look. Kono brushed her hair behind her ear as she reached out across the table and took his hand. She gave a flirty smile before she leaned in and whispered, "We're being watched."
She sat back and winked, before grabbing her beer with her free hand and taking another swig. The food arrived before Danny could ask any questions and Kono was grateful for the reprieve.
The food was no longer appetizing but she managed to choke it down, her stomach churning from the anxiety. She kept smiling, giving small laughs and grins throughout the meal. Since Danny's back was to them, it was easy to make it appear as though he was entertaining her. But Kono could sense the concern radiating across the table.
As soon as the waitress cleared their plates, Kono moved around the table, still appearing playful as she slid up against his body. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, slipping one hand beneath the soft leather of his jacket as she pulled him in close. Her lips brushed against his hear, "I'm so sorry about this Danny, I never meant to drag you into this. But they won't leave me alone until they are satisfied."
She felt him shiver against her body and Kono hoped it was in response to her touch and not her words. She pulled back enough to see his face. His eyes were darker now, pupils blown wider than before, either from fear or arousal she didn't know which.
Kono dragged her thumb across his lips, "Sorry." She didn't give him a chance to respond before she captured his mouth with her own, fueled by the adrenaline and fear of the moment She felt him tense for a moment, before he relaxed, his tongue darting against her lips.
Memories of their first undercover assignment came bubbling to the surface as she parted her lips, moaning as felt his tongue brush over her own. It was better than she remembered, maybe because she was older, more sure of their friendship, but whatever the case she gave in to the moment, pushing her body against his.
She knew where it was leading, knew what would be inevitable, but she didn’t care. All she wanted was to drown in the moment.
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Danny leaned against the wooden frame as the Texas hotel room door opened, giving Kono his best and broadest grin.
“Is this the way to Amarillo?”
Kono took another sip of her beer as she scrolled through her email. An endless sea of anonymous tips and leads that never seemed to end. She rubbed her eyes, trying to stifle a yawn as she heard a knock at the door.
She went on high alert, closing the laptop and reaching for her sidearm. There was no reason for any of her contacts to be visiting her and no one else knew her location.
Taking a deep breath she looked out the peephole of the door, her eyes widening as she recognized her visitor. Instantly she sat aside her weapon, unlocking the door, “Danny!”
Kono laughed at the corny line, “Oh my god! What are you doing here?!” She pulled him in for a hug, clinging to his form as she buried her face against his shoulder. She felt her eyes begin to dampen, her body trembling as she tried to hold back the wave of emotions.
It had been so long since she’d seen him. So long since she’d had any real physical contact with anyone. She was so lonely it physically hurt at times.
She pulled away, trying to compose herself as she stepped aside, wiping her eyes, “Come in!” Once Danny was inside, she did a quick check outside the door and the parking lot for good measure. She was tired of always having to look over her shoulder, just another reason she was growing weary of the assignment.
Once she was satisfied the area was clear she closed the door, turning to face her teammate, “What in the world brought you to Texas?” Her mind raced with the possibilities, “Is something wrong? Is it Steve? Or Grace? Or Charlie?” She felt her stomach tighten as she thought about anything being wrong with any one of her Ohana.
When Kono practically leapt on him, Danny’s grin grew even wider.
“Hey,” he chuckled, squeezing his eyes shut as he gave his friend a tight hug. “Now there’s a warm welcome.”
He felt the slight tremble in Kono’s body and pulled her tighter, holding her even closer. He didn’t want to let go. Danny had missed Kono so much these last few months, and Hawaii hadn’t felt the same without her.
The phrase ‘you don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone’ had come to mind dozens of times since her departure, and with Kono no longer there Danny had come to realise a few things about his feelings for her. Seeing her again was just reminding him of that even more so.
They eventually broke the embrace, Kono seemingly a bit emotional, and Danny smiled at her and stuffed his hands in his pockets, leaning against the dresser while Kono checked her perimeter and locked the door again. She fired a series of questions at him, worried that something bad back in Hawaii had caused him to visit her.
“Hey, no no,” he waved his hands in front of him, hoping to assuage her fears. “Everyone’s fine, don’t worry. The kids are great, Lou and his family are all well, and Steve is… well, Steve is Steve, y'know,” he grinned and winked, “No cure for that.”
He relaxed again when Kono seemed happier.
“Actually I just came to see my favourite rookie,” he cocked his head and smiled, knowing she was so much more than that now but enjoying using his old nickname for her. “I was back in Jersey seeing family and I figured you might want some company, so I asked Steve if I could uh… temporarily reassign myself. So… I’m all yours for two weeks, if you can make use of me?”
Kono relaxed at his reassurance that everyone was doing well. The mention of her old Boss made her chuckle. She felt the familar tug of emotion at the use of her old nickname and it reminded her how much she missed being back home.
Her eyes widened at the mention of being hers for two weeks and she couldnt' help the flurry of images that ran through her mind. Most of them not appropriate for what their friendship had been when she left.
She shifted on her feet, crossing her arms as she felt a warm flush spread across her body, "Wow, that's uh, that's great! I would love to have you- I mean, have you here."
She cleared her throat, smiling as tried to play off her embarrassment, "Have you eaten? I was going to order in some takeout but if you feel like it we can go out."
Danny didn't seem to catch on to her poor choice of words, or he simply didn't let on. Either way, Kono was grateful that he latched on to the idea of dinner. She excused herself to the bathroom where she took a few moments to freshen up and try to regain her composure.
It had been so long since she'd seen him and since her marriage had fallen apart she couldn't help but wonder what Danny had been thinking about her. She hadn't had a chance to catch up with the team since Adam returned to the island and she wasn't sure what everyone knew.
She looked herself over in the mirror before heading back into the main room. It only took a few minutes to grab her keys and purse before heading out. There was a local bar and grill not far from the hotel and Kono figured it was the best place to grab a bite.
It didn't take long to be seated and the waitress took their drink order as they perused the menu, settling on burgers and fries. Once that was all settled and they had beers in hand, Kono raised her bottle, "Here's to good friends."
She smiled as Danny returned the toast, giving her a broad smile that made her chest tighten. He looked amazing, sporting a gorgeous leather jacket and a new haircut that made him even more handsome, "So how have you been? You look great! Things must be going well."
Danny began to fill her in on the island and the team and Kono found herself becoming lost in his smile and the fond way he spoke of the team and his family. She began to take another sip of her beer when she froze, her eyes darting across the room.
She sensed his presence, knew the moment he entered the bar, and it didn't take but a split second for him to find her. Kono took a drag of her beer, looking to Danny as she put her beer down, "Follow my lead."
A large burly man approached the table, "Trace, what's up? Didn't expect to see you here." He was already scanning Danny, trying to assess the situation.
Kono slipped into her undercover role with ease, leaning back against the booth, "C'mon Tony, can't a girl take a break?"
"Who's this?" He stared at Danny, never looking in her direction.
"This is Daniel, he's a, you know, a friend." Kono placed the right amount of emphasis on the word to let Danny know where this might be leading.
Tony snorted, "Is that so? We can always use a pretty boy like you."
Kono swallowed hard, glancing across the table. She hadn't wanted to drag Danny into her world but it seemed like there wasn't going to be a choice.
Questions for the mun: 4, 9, 13, 14
4. Have you made any outright changes to the canon material inorder to write your muse the way you wanted (entire scenes you chose to omit,chapters you say never existed, things you assume were never said, etc.)?
Unfortunately yes. I have either completely omitted Kono’s relationship with Adam or had it dissolve in various angsty ways. While I haven’t written any threads yet about Kono never leaving the island or 5-0 after S8, I am all for being canon divergent on that point as well. Also, having her return to the island after leaving is a big plot point for me.
But her overall character development and who she is? No, I don’t like to mess with that unless it’s part of a plot device.
9. For movie or TV muses, what other character played by yourmuse’s actor/actress has a lot in common with your muse?
Hmmm. Well there are some similar traits with Boomer from Battlestar Galactica. She was loyal, strong, brave, independent. On the flip side, Athena was more complex and had a different agenda. There is always the argument that they were one in the same, but not really. If you never watched Battlestar then I realize none of that makes a lot of sense. But there it is. lol
13. What canon character do you really wish your muse couldinteract more with?
I’d like her to interact with anyone to be honest. I love her with Danny but also love her cuz interactions with Chin and Boss stuff with Steve. Lou too. I think they play off one another great on screen.
14. What is your ideal AU for your muse?
Ideal? And are we talking AU still in H50 world? Then I have to say I wish we had seen her and Danny take a chance. And that she never left the island/show obviously.
Outside of their world, I would love a crossover with Supernatural and her becoming a hunter.
Questions for Muns of Canon Muses
What is the biggest headcanon deviation from the canon material that you have incorporated into the way you write your muse? Why did you come up with it?
Do you have any controversial headcanons that go against what is generally accepted by the fandom? Do you incorporate this into writing your muse or keep it to yourself?
What is something that was never addressed at all in the canon material that you have independently developed for your muse?
Have you made any outright changes to the canon material in order to write your muse the way you wanted (entire scenes you chose to omit, chapters you say never existed, things you assume were never said, etc.)?
What is an aspect of your muse’s canon material or canon existence that you never had the opportunity to explore but really want to?
What is the general opinion of your muse’s fandom about them? Do you agree with it?
For movie or TV muses, what is your muse’s favorite scene? Why? Can you show a screenshot?
For movie or TV muses, what is a scene with your muse that you hate? Why? Can you show a screenshot?
For movie or TV muses, what other character played by your muse’s actor/actress has a lot in common with your muse?
For book muses, what is your muse’s favorite scene? Why? Can you provide a short excerpt?
For book muses, what is a scene with your muse that you hate? Why? Can you provide a short excerpt?
For book muses, what other character from a book or book series has a lot in common with your muse?
What canon character do you really wish your muse could interact more with?
What is your ideal AU for your muse?
What plots/interactions leave you feeling protective of your muse?
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Winter Holiday Symbols
Send one of the following for a scene with my muse:
💍 – for your muse to propose to mine during the holidays 🧦 – to lay around in warm pajamas with my muse 🧤 – to let my muse borrow your muse’s coat to beat the cold 🧣 – to wrap a scarf around my muse’s neck to beat the cold 🌂 – to rescue my muse from the sleet ❄ – to play in the snow with my muse ☕ – to share hot chocolate with my muse 🍦 – to visit family with my muse for the holidays 🍲 – to take care of my sick muse during the holidays 🍾 – to share a bottle of holiday wine with my muse ❤ – to ask my muse on a holiday date 💔 – to break-up with my muses during the holidays 🎄 – to decorate a holiday tree with my muse 🌹 – to give my muse a bouquet of winter flowers 👄 – to share a kiss under the mistletoe with my muse 🎉 – to share a New Year’s kiss with my muse 🎀 – to go on a holiday vacation with my muse 🎁 – to give my muse a holiday gift 💎 – to plan a holiday wedding with my muse 📷 – to take holiday photos with my muse ⛄ – to build a snowman with my muse ✨ – to watch the Northern Lights with my muse 🎼 – to dance to holiday music with my muse 🎤 – to attend holiday karaoke/serenade my muse
