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Danny cleaned the fish bones off in the water before placing them back in his lap. He always enjoyed these moments,when the sun was just starting to rise over the edge of the skyline. Sunrises always looked the best over water, but alas that’s the only place he ever saw them from. Not that he was complaining, being half fish had always made life great. No need to worry about what humans called jobs and mortgage payments. Of what he learned from Rachel, living on land seemed extremely stressful and emotionally draining.
Letting out a sigh of relief Danny pulled the fish skeleton through his hair ,combing and slicking it back with the oils of the fishes skin he had eaten earlier and placed on the rocks surrounding the big one he was currently stretched out on. He knew that as soon as he got in the water all his effort would be wasted,but he still enjoyed looking at his reflection in the water.
He laid back and stared at the bright pink colored clouds. As tired as he was, he needed to keep swimming if he wanted to reach Honolulu by nightfall. He hated long journeys like this ,but seeing as though it was going to be a permanent change he didn’t mind swimming almost 6,000 miles to be able to see Grace,his human daughter. If it meant seeing his Gracie almost everyday, he would swim across the whole globe.
Danny took a deep breath, sitting up on the rock, his gills flaring on his neck, and dove off the rock into the crystal water.Letting his fins stretch and shimmer in the sun rays under the water, Danny turned and headed in the opposite direction of the rising sun. He knew that if he kept his back to the sun he would be heading in the right direction to Hawai’i, at least until noon.Gazing at the motley colors of blue and blonde shining in his tail, he flicked it behind him setting off through the crashing waves and coral reefs to his new home and life.
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Steve pulled in front of the curb and pushed the truck into park. Turning the engine off, he sat idly, staring at the dark worn leather of the wheel. Losing his father hadn’t affected him the way he always thought it would. Instead of deep depression he thought he would experience, it was replaced by the burning rage and blinding hatred he had for Victor Hesse.
Though to Victor it was just revenge: the whole eye for an eye deal. To Steve this had hit him on a personal level, he admits he didn’t have the picture perfect relationship with his father, but he can still remember the days John McGarrett use to take him fishing at a “super secret fish finding spot.”
Steve turned toward the house,noticing the dulling paint, uncut grass and wild looking bushes. Getting out of the silverado, Steve moved around to the trunk, grabbing his duffle bag and throwing it over his shoulder. As he lifted the crime scene tape, Steve steeled his face looking as collected as a man who just buried his father can look. He knew crime lab wouldn’t be here until mid-afternoon to clean the house and collect their equipment.So he had to get all the information he could in that short amount of time, sighing he placed his duffle by the door, and pulled out examiners gloves from his pocket, getting to work accessing the scene in front of him.
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Without any interruptions Steve found the tool box his father had left him talking about his trouble with HPD and his father's hypothesis that there was a mole in the department, along with all the other information he needed to determine Victor had someone with him using a laptop. Calling Governor Jameson he accepted her offer to start and lead the new task force of Hawai'i made up of people he had hand picked. He had figured that if he was going to track down Victor Hesse and solve the riddle that was his father’s mysterious tool box he would need as much fire power and tech he could get his hands on,plus full immunity and means did sound very tempting.
Once back in his truck Steve headed in the direction of the Pearl Harbor memorial already knowing who his first task force member was going to be.
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After fighting the maelstrom of currents, asking two dolphins and an orca for directions, and swimming the 2,000 miles in a single day, Danny finally made it to Honolulu just in time. He swam towards the east side of the island and looked over the shore line for a hospitable place to call home. He didn't need anything too fancy and he definitely didn’t want to fight anyone for the right to call a cove home. Not that he couldn't fight, he grew up on Jersey’s shore for pete’s sake. The day’s journey had tired him out though, so he kept searching the shore.
At sunset, Danny happened upon an ocean cove right on the beach, thinking it might already be occupied because of its great location, he approached cautiously, making sure not to disturb anything residing inside. Surprisingly it looked empty except for a school or two of fish,which was great for Danny seeing as they were his main ,and pretty much only, source of protein.
Exploring his new home Danny saw that there was a house just a few feet from the beach and cove. He perched himself behind a rock straining to get a closer look. The house looked like no one had bothered to clean it in the last year. The paint was fading fast and the windows looked an odd tan color. “Certainly no one could live there,so I shouldn’t have to worry.”Danny thought turning around on the rock and slipping off.
Danny constructed a bed by gathering as much soft coral and seaweed as possible and placing it all on one of the more shallower parts of the cavern. Settling in for the night Danny let out a sigh of relief and let the more than welcome dreams of his precious daughter encompass him.