The McGarrett Household - O'ahu, HI - Saturday Morning Fandom Time

So, last night there'd been a bit of a tiff over the therapy stuff. But that wasn't going to stop Danny from swinging by in the morning to pick up Steve for work. And by 'pick up' he meant 'drive over so Steve could steal his keys and drive his car'.

Which was perfectly normal. For them.

But the door was ajar. Which wasn't like Steve at all and why Danny was already drawing his sidearm and very carefully making his way inside to find the mess therein. Definite signs of a struggle from the living room to the kitchen and out onto the lanai.

"Steve? Steve?""

When no answer came, he cursed under his breath and holstered the gun to call Duke to get an HPD crime scene unit here, following it up with a call to Chin.

[establishy!]

H-50 Headquarters, Honolulu, HI - Saturday Afternoon

It was Wo Fat. It had to be Wo Fat. Unless Steve had picked up some other ridiculous arch-nemesis who had rather recently escaped from jail or something. Which, in all actuality, was possible.

The team, however, was hitting wall after wall as the man covered his tracks just as well as he had before Jameson's death.

Steve's in trouble Danny typed out before adding, If you can get to Hawaii, we could use some more bodies.

[for the two!]