[HAWAII FIVE-0/MAG 7] Ohana- 5/5 - PG-13
Title: Ohana
Author: queenmidalah
Artist: azuremonkey
Word Count: 12,548
Rating: PG-13
Crossover: Hawaii Five-0/Magnificent 7 ATF universe
Characters/Pairings: Steve McGarrett, Danny Williams, Chin Ho Kelly, Kono Kalakaua, Chris Larabee, Vin Tanner, Buck Wilmington, Ezra Standish, Josiah Sanchez, Nathan Jackson, JD Dunne, Catherine Rollins; mentions of Catherine/Steve, beginnings of Steve/Kono.
Warnings Strong language, minor character death, mild violence
Author's Notes: Thank you SO much to azuremonkey for the fabulous artwork she created for me. I absolutely love it. It helped me get this story completed, and as I told her, I think this may end up as a series because I have more ideas forming in my head in this little universe involving the McGarrett brothers.
Summary: A case brings the Denver ATF office's best team, Team 7, to Hawaii to work with special task force, Five-0. The problem is, it brings up a past that Chris rarely likes to discuss with anyone. How are the rest of Team 7 and Five-0 going to handle the fact that Chris and Steve have a very intertwined past? Namely the fact that John McGarrett is Chris' biological father.
“Kono’s still here,” Steve noted as he and Chris walked, side by side, back to his house. It had been a couple hours, so he was surprised at the woman’s presence still.
“Something must be up,” Steve said, as Chris lifted his head, taking note of the lovely woman.
“Yes, her interest in you,” Chris said, a grin tugging at the corner of his lips.
“What?” Steve said, looking at his brother.
“Steve, if I have to explain it to you, then you don’t deserve to know yet,” Chris said. He nodded to Kono as she approached.
“Thought you were heading--,” Steve started.
“I did,” Kono said. “Petrova wasted no time, he tried making contact with Hiro Noshimuri.”
“We got some information?” Chris asked.
Kono nodded. “I’ve already let your team know, as well as Danny and Chin. Since we can’t do much tonight immediately, Agent Dunne said he’d start analyzing some of the computer data that is going to be coming in. Figured I’d let you know so I could take you over to HQ,” she said. “Danny and Chin will meet us as soon as they can.”
“Let’s go,” Steve said.
~~
Chris sighed, leaning back in his seat and rubbing a weary hand over his face. It had been almost two days since they had arrived in Hawaii and the fiasco with Steve and Catherine had happened. And it had been two days since Kono told them that Petrova had made his move, but now the man was silent and that didn’t sit at all well with Team 7 or with Five-0.
He looked over as a mug filled with coffee was sat down beside him just before Buck straddled a seat, folding his long frame into it and resting his arms on the back.
“Take it from the fact that you didn’t come away with any bruises or blood on ya, and that you haven’t been actin’ like a bear with his paw stuck in a trap, that you and Steve talked some things through,” Buck said.
“A bit, yeah,” Chris said. “Figure it’ll take some time, but I’ve started to see things a bit more differently than before.”
“Good,” Buck said. “Man needs his family. And that goes for both you and Steve. We were filled in about John by Williams and Kelly. Sorry to hear.”
Chris sighed a bit, his eyes unfocusing a moment before he lightly shook his head. “I can’t change the past,” he said, a sadness Buck had never heard in his voice. “But it’s my own stubborn pride that kept me from asking necessary questions so I would know why my biological father wasn’t in my life. Short of demandin’ answers from my mother...”
“To what end though?” Buck asked. “What good is it going to do to dredge all that up now?”
“Steve asked the same thing,” Chris said. “Told him I just need to know.”
“Chris, I love your Ma,” Buck said. “But there was reasons things were done as they were done. Askin’ her now... ain’t no guarantee you’ll get the answers you want or even honest ones.”
When Steve had suggested that Chris’ mother wouldn’t be forthcoming with information on his past, he had felt anger simmering. Now that Buck was suggesting that possibility too...
“Steve said that too,” Chris finally said quietly. “But she’s my--.”
“She’s your Ma,” Buck said. “And keep that in mind. But like you said, the past is the past. Maybe it’s best if it stays there. Bringin’ it up, demandin’ answers? All it may do is lead to bitterness and a rift with your Ma. And that’s the last thing you need.”
“I feel like I need to know, though,” Chris said. “I need to know why things didn’t work and why--.”
“Wait,” Buck said. “What did Steve say about your Pa?”
Chris sighed. “He said he thinks that Jo-- Dad didn’t attempt to be in my life because he thought I was happier where I was. With who I was with.”
“Meaning your Ma and Deacon.”
“Right,” Chris said.
“Before you dredge up memories your Ma may not want to face because of the pain, keep in mind that she may not have known about that decision fully,” Buck said. “And if she did, there may be reasons why she didn’t tell you.”
Chris ran a frustrated hand through his hair. “I feel lost, Buck. I feel like a piece is missing, especially since I can’t ask John McGarrett.”
“I don’t think that piece you are missin’ is entirely your Pa,” Buck said. “I think instead of focusing on the answers you think you want to get, you should focus on forgin’ a relationship with your little brother and your other little sister.”
“With how much of an ass I have been to him over the years, you think he’ll want to?” Chris asked.
“That’ll be up to him in the end, but it can’t hurt to try,” Buck said. “Because at least if he says no, you know that you tried.”
Chris’ head slowly bobbed up and down, already contemplating things. He shifted his attention as he saw JD moving over to Kono, his laptop in hand. He could tell by the look on the young man’s face that he had something of use.
“What’s up?” Steve asked, having taken note as well.
“Petrova’s making another move,” JD said. “We just received tracking data that he has arranged for a meeting with someone in Wo Fat’s operation at this warehouse.” He swiped the image onto the screen.
“That’s down by the dock in Hawala Bay,” Chin Ho said.
“When’s the meeting, JD?” Chris asked.
“Three hours,” JD said.
“Gives us just enough time to get there and into position,” Steve said, glancing at his brother.
Chris nodded. “Let’s go.”
~~
Things were just going too smoothly as they got to the warehouse where Petrova was meeting his man. They were already entering the warehouse shortly after the appointed meeting time, getting ready to turn a corner. Just as Chris saw a body jumping down and catching Steve in the head, he heard over his earpiece that it was a trap. Chris shifted his body and his grip around the butt of his gun as his brother was hauled up and set in front of Anton Petrova, the criminal smirking at Chris.
A muscle in Chris’ jaw worked hard beneath his skin as he clenched his teeth. He leveled his gun at Petrova, who held his own gun to Steve’s temple. Steve looked dazed, probably from the blow to his temple he took when Petrova had gotten the drop on him.
“Did you think I wouldn’t do my own homework, Agent Larabee?” Petrova said, his voice dripping with disdain coated in a faint Russian accent. “Did you think that I wouldn’t know that there was a connection here for you? Or that the very team you would need to work with had a vendetta against the man I was seeking out.”
“You are not getting away from us this time, Petrova,” Chris said, his fingers tightening around the butt of his gun. “Even if you do manage to escape, do you really think that you’ll make it on this island? Noshimuri isn’t calling the shots. He never was.”
“I always knew he wasn’t calling the shots,” Petrova said. “Just like I knew he wasn’t the one that put the hit on McGarrett’s parents. Or your family either.”
*Chris, don’t react,* Buck’s voice said tightly over the comm earpiece in Chris’ ear.
It took everything in him to not shake with fury and to control the sudden red haze that wanted to cloud his vision. “What are you talking about?” He had to ask.
“You are your father’s son, Agent Larabee,” Petrova said, pressing the muzzle of the gun to Steve’s head more. “It was inevitable that you’d end up sniffing around things here in Hawaii. Such righteous nobility, must be a McGarrett trait. So when she wanted her competition eliminated, it was the perfect opportunity for Wo Fat to step in and... offer his assistance.”
“Now you are just talking out of your ass, Petrova,” Chris said. “I handled--.”
“Yes, yes, I know,” Petrova said. “You made sure to get a good shot that took out Cletus Fowler when you got your legal chance, but he was just the face. The gun. The muscle, if you will, behind it. You never did find out who hired him. The true person behind their deaths.”
“But you do?” Steve managed to ask before a gurgle escaped as Petrova’s hold around his neck tightened.
“Of course I do,” Petrova said. “All Larabee has to do is look to his own sordid past to see where his mistakes lie. You should know that, too, McGarrett. Choosing the wrong woman, sheathing your cock in the wrong pussy can have dire circumstances. At least with you it was only getting a rude awakening. For Larabee, it cost him his wife and son.”
“I may not know my brother well, but I do know he’d never cheat on any woman, let alone one he was married to,” Steve said.
“You don’t have to cheat on someone to make the wrong choices,” Petrova said. “Past relationships have a nasty way of coming back to bite you in the ass.” He tilted his head, his eyes unfocusing just a little before a smile formed. “My ride’s here...”
Vin saw an opportunity and took a shot, hitting a wooden crate just near Petrova’s head. Steve was still dazed from the blow he took and was unable to get in a good shot. It left him off-balance and Petrova shoved him towards Chris. He spun and sprinted to the back of the warehouse.
Chris caught his brother, taking his weight as Steve’s knees gave out. He got him to the ground before lifting his wrist to his mouth to talk. “Get after him! Move it!”
Team 7 and Five-0 hadn’t needed much encouraging from Chris’ words, already having been on the move the moment the scene had started to unfold. Unfortunately, things were not on their side this time. Just as they got out of the warehouse, a large, black SUV was driving away in a squeal of tires.
~~
“Sorry we couldn’t get him,” Steve said, wincing as the paramedic looked at the knot on Steve’s head from the blow he took.
“Not the first time he’s gotten away,” Chris said. “He’ll slip up and we’ll get him.”
“Seems like a waste though to come all the way out here and not get him,” Steve said, nodding carefully as the paramedic cleared him.
“I wouldn’t call it a total waste,” Chris said, offering a bit of a smile.
Steve glanced at him, pulling the disposable ice pack down. “Does this mean that once the case is done, I might actually get to know my surly older brother?”
“I’m not that surly,” Chris said, crossing his arms over his chest and propping his hip against the edge of the SUV that was parked beside the ambulance.
“Surly is your unofficial second middle name,” Steve teased.
Chris started to protest, but then he chuckled, shrugging. “You know, I can’t really argue with that. Because if any of my men heard, they would wholeheartedly agree with you, I think,” he finally said.
Steve grinned. “Good to know.”
“Look, Steve,” Chris said. “I don’t think the road to familial bliss is going to be easy, but if you are willing to give it a shot... so am I.”
Steve studied the older man, taking a moment to fully consider what it was his brother was offering. He lowered the ice pack and set it aside. He finally nodded, slowly as not to aggravate the pain, and extended his hand.
“I’ve always wanted to get a chance to know you, Chris,” he said. “And I’ve come to realize that life is too damn short to take things for granted.”
“You’re right, it is,” Chris said. “So willing to give it a shot?”
“I am,” Steve said. He clasped Chris’ outstretched hand, feeling a sudden warmth he had always felt he had been missing wash over him. Chris was right, familial bliss wasn’t going to be easy, but getting the chance to finally know his big brother and forge a relationship with him would be worth the trials and tribulations they were about to face.
~~
“What will we do with him?” the woman asked as she stared down at the body of Anton Petrova, his lifeless eyes staring up at the night sky. The cloudiness of death was already starting to set in, but his body still pliant as rigormortis hadn’t sent in yet.
“Leave him in plain sight,” Wo Fat said as he walked over to her. “Shouldn’t be an issue for them to find him.”
“He almost ruined everything,” she said.
Wo Fat reached up to brush a lock of dark hair from her face. “My darling Ella,” he said. “Even if Anton Petrova had given you up, it doesn’t change anything. Things will continue to go as planned and eventually he will be yours.” He gripped her arm tightly, earning a glare. “But remember our deal. McGarrett is mine. I will handle him. Since you were not given up, it will soon be time for you to make your entrance into Larabee’s life again. From there, we will move on to systematically destroying each of the Seven’s lives and get that insepid Five-0 team off my back.”
“And the Governor?” Ella Gaines asked.
“Won’t be a problem at all.”
Author: queenmidalah
Artist: azuremonkey
Word Count: 12,548
Rating: PG-13
Crossover: Hawaii Five-0/Magnificent 7 ATF universe
Characters/Pairings: Steve McGarrett, Danny Williams, Chin Ho Kelly, Kono Kalakaua, Chris Larabee, Vin Tanner, Buck Wilmington, Ezra Standish, Josiah Sanchez, Nathan Jackson, JD Dunne, Catherine Rollins; mentions of Catherine/Steve, beginnings of Steve/Kono.
Warnings Strong language, minor character death, mild violence
Author's Notes: Thank you SO much to azuremonkey for the fabulous artwork she created for me. I absolutely love it. It helped me get this story completed, and as I told her, I think this may end up as a series because I have more ideas forming in my head in this little universe involving the McGarrett brothers.
Summary: A case brings the Denver ATF office's best team, Team 7, to Hawaii to work with special task force, Five-0. The problem is, it brings up a past that Chris rarely likes to discuss with anyone. How are the rest of Team 7 and Five-0 going to handle the fact that Chris and Steve have a very intertwined past? Namely the fact that John McGarrett is Chris' biological father.
“Kono’s still here,” Steve noted as he and Chris walked, side by side, back to his house. It had been a couple hours, so he was surprised at the woman’s presence still.
“Something must be up,” Steve said, as Chris lifted his head, taking note of the lovely woman.
“Yes, her interest in you,” Chris said, a grin tugging at the corner of his lips.
“What?” Steve said, looking at his brother.
“Steve, if I have to explain it to you, then you don’t deserve to know yet,” Chris said. He nodded to Kono as she approached.
“Thought you were heading--,” Steve started.
“I did,” Kono said. “Petrova wasted no time, he tried making contact with Hiro Noshimuri.”
“We got some information?” Chris asked.
Kono nodded. “I’ve already let your team know, as well as Danny and Chin. Since we can’t do much tonight immediately, Agent Dunne said he’d start analyzing some of the computer data that is going to be coming in. Figured I’d let you know so I could take you over to HQ,” she said. “Danny and Chin will meet us as soon as they can.”
“Let’s go,” Steve said.
~~
Chris sighed, leaning back in his seat and rubbing a weary hand over his face. It had been almost two days since they had arrived in Hawaii and the fiasco with Steve and Catherine had happened. And it had been two days since Kono told them that Petrova had made his move, but now the man was silent and that didn’t sit at all well with Team 7 or with Five-0.
He looked over as a mug filled with coffee was sat down beside him just before Buck straddled a seat, folding his long frame into it and resting his arms on the back.
“Take it from the fact that you didn’t come away with any bruises or blood on ya, and that you haven’t been actin’ like a bear with his paw stuck in a trap, that you and Steve talked some things through,” Buck said.
“A bit, yeah,” Chris said. “Figure it’ll take some time, but I’ve started to see things a bit more differently than before.”
“Good,” Buck said. “Man needs his family. And that goes for both you and Steve. We were filled in about John by Williams and Kelly. Sorry to hear.”
Chris sighed a bit, his eyes unfocusing a moment before he lightly shook his head. “I can’t change the past,” he said, a sadness Buck had never heard in his voice. “But it’s my own stubborn pride that kept me from asking necessary questions so I would know why my biological father wasn’t in my life. Short of demandin’ answers from my mother...”
“To what end though?” Buck asked. “What good is it going to do to dredge all that up now?”
“Steve asked the same thing,” Chris said. “Told him I just need to know.”
“Chris, I love your Ma,” Buck said. “But there was reasons things were done as they were done. Askin’ her now... ain’t no guarantee you’ll get the answers you want or even honest ones.”
When Steve had suggested that Chris’ mother wouldn’t be forthcoming with information on his past, he had felt anger simmering. Now that Buck was suggesting that possibility too...
“Steve said that too,” Chris finally said quietly. “But she’s my--.”
“She’s your Ma,” Buck said. “And keep that in mind. But like you said, the past is the past. Maybe it’s best if it stays there. Bringin’ it up, demandin’ answers? All it may do is lead to bitterness and a rift with your Ma. And that’s the last thing you need.”
“I feel like I need to know, though,” Chris said. “I need to know why things didn’t work and why--.”
“Wait,” Buck said. “What did Steve say about your Pa?”
Chris sighed. “He said he thinks that Jo-- Dad didn’t attempt to be in my life because he thought I was happier where I was. With who I was with.”
“Meaning your Ma and Deacon.”
“Right,” Chris said.
“Before you dredge up memories your Ma may not want to face because of the pain, keep in mind that she may not have known about that decision fully,” Buck said. “And if she did, there may be reasons why she didn’t tell you.”
Chris ran a frustrated hand through his hair. “I feel lost, Buck. I feel like a piece is missing, especially since I can’t ask John McGarrett.”
“I don’t think that piece you are missin’ is entirely your Pa,” Buck said. “I think instead of focusing on the answers you think you want to get, you should focus on forgin’ a relationship with your little brother and your other little sister.”
“With how much of an ass I have been to him over the years, you think he’ll want to?” Chris asked.
“That’ll be up to him in the end, but it can’t hurt to try,” Buck said. “Because at least if he says no, you know that you tried.”
Chris’ head slowly bobbed up and down, already contemplating things. He shifted his attention as he saw JD moving over to Kono, his laptop in hand. He could tell by the look on the young man’s face that he had something of use.
“What’s up?” Steve asked, having taken note as well.
“Petrova’s making another move,” JD said. “We just received tracking data that he has arranged for a meeting with someone in Wo Fat’s operation at this warehouse.” He swiped the image onto the screen.
“That’s down by the dock in Hawala Bay,” Chin Ho said.
“When’s the meeting, JD?” Chris asked.
“Three hours,” JD said.
“Gives us just enough time to get there and into position,” Steve said, glancing at his brother.
Chris nodded. “Let’s go.”
~~
Things were just going too smoothly as they got to the warehouse where Petrova was meeting his man. They were already entering the warehouse shortly after the appointed meeting time, getting ready to turn a corner. Just as Chris saw a body jumping down and catching Steve in the head, he heard over his earpiece that it was a trap. Chris shifted his body and his grip around the butt of his gun as his brother was hauled up and set in front of Anton Petrova, the criminal smirking at Chris.
A muscle in Chris’ jaw worked hard beneath his skin as he clenched his teeth. He leveled his gun at Petrova, who held his own gun to Steve’s temple. Steve looked dazed, probably from the blow to his temple he took when Petrova had gotten the drop on him.
“Did you think I wouldn’t do my own homework, Agent Larabee?” Petrova said, his voice dripping with disdain coated in a faint Russian accent. “Did you think that I wouldn’t know that there was a connection here for you? Or that the very team you would need to work with had a vendetta against the man I was seeking out.”
“You are not getting away from us this time, Petrova,” Chris said, his fingers tightening around the butt of his gun. “Even if you do manage to escape, do you really think that you’ll make it on this island? Noshimuri isn’t calling the shots. He never was.”
“I always knew he wasn’t calling the shots,” Petrova said. “Just like I knew he wasn’t the one that put the hit on McGarrett’s parents. Or your family either.”
*Chris, don’t react,* Buck’s voice said tightly over the comm earpiece in Chris’ ear.
It took everything in him to not shake with fury and to control the sudden red haze that wanted to cloud his vision. “What are you talking about?” He had to ask.
“You are your father’s son, Agent Larabee,” Petrova said, pressing the muzzle of the gun to Steve’s head more. “It was inevitable that you’d end up sniffing around things here in Hawaii. Such righteous nobility, must be a McGarrett trait. So when she wanted her competition eliminated, it was the perfect opportunity for Wo Fat to step in and... offer his assistance.”
“Now you are just talking out of your ass, Petrova,” Chris said. “I handled--.”
“Yes, yes, I know,” Petrova said. “You made sure to get a good shot that took out Cletus Fowler when you got your legal chance, but he was just the face. The gun. The muscle, if you will, behind it. You never did find out who hired him. The true person behind their deaths.”
“But you do?” Steve managed to ask before a gurgle escaped as Petrova’s hold around his neck tightened.
“Of course I do,” Petrova said. “All Larabee has to do is look to his own sordid past to see where his mistakes lie. You should know that, too, McGarrett. Choosing the wrong woman, sheathing your cock in the wrong pussy can have dire circumstances. At least with you it was only getting a rude awakening. For Larabee, it cost him his wife and son.”
“I may not know my brother well, but I do know he’d never cheat on any woman, let alone one he was married to,” Steve said.
“You don’t have to cheat on someone to make the wrong choices,” Petrova said. “Past relationships have a nasty way of coming back to bite you in the ass.” He tilted his head, his eyes unfocusing just a little before a smile formed. “My ride’s here...”
Vin saw an opportunity and took a shot, hitting a wooden crate just near Petrova’s head. Steve was still dazed from the blow he took and was unable to get in a good shot. It left him off-balance and Petrova shoved him towards Chris. He spun and sprinted to the back of the warehouse.
Chris caught his brother, taking his weight as Steve’s knees gave out. He got him to the ground before lifting his wrist to his mouth to talk. “Get after him! Move it!”
Team 7 and Five-0 hadn’t needed much encouraging from Chris’ words, already having been on the move the moment the scene had started to unfold. Unfortunately, things were not on their side this time. Just as they got out of the warehouse, a large, black SUV was driving away in a squeal of tires.
~~
“Sorry we couldn’t get him,” Steve said, wincing as the paramedic looked at the knot on Steve’s head from the blow he took.
“Not the first time he’s gotten away,” Chris said. “He’ll slip up and we’ll get him.”
“Seems like a waste though to come all the way out here and not get him,” Steve said, nodding carefully as the paramedic cleared him.
“I wouldn’t call it a total waste,” Chris said, offering a bit of a smile.
Steve glanced at him, pulling the disposable ice pack down. “Does this mean that once the case is done, I might actually get to know my surly older brother?”
“I’m not that surly,” Chris said, crossing his arms over his chest and propping his hip against the edge of the SUV that was parked beside the ambulance.
“Surly is your unofficial second middle name,” Steve teased.
Chris started to protest, but then he chuckled, shrugging. “You know, I can’t really argue with that. Because if any of my men heard, they would wholeheartedly agree with you, I think,” he finally said.
Steve grinned. “Good to know.”
“Look, Steve,” Chris said. “I don’t think the road to familial bliss is going to be easy, but if you are willing to give it a shot... so am I.”
Steve studied the older man, taking a moment to fully consider what it was his brother was offering. He lowered the ice pack and set it aside. He finally nodded, slowly as not to aggravate the pain, and extended his hand.
“I’ve always wanted to get a chance to know you, Chris,” he said. “And I’ve come to realize that life is too damn short to take things for granted.”
“You’re right, it is,” Chris said. “So willing to give it a shot?”
“I am,” Steve said. He clasped Chris’ outstretched hand, feeling a sudden warmth he had always felt he had been missing wash over him. Chris was right, familial bliss wasn’t going to be easy, but getting the chance to finally know his big brother and forge a relationship with him would be worth the trials and tribulations they were about to face.
~~
“What will we do with him?” the woman asked as she stared down at the body of Anton Petrova, his lifeless eyes staring up at the night sky. The cloudiness of death was already starting to set in, but his body still pliant as rigormortis hadn’t sent in yet.
“Leave him in plain sight,” Wo Fat said as he walked over to her. “Shouldn’t be an issue for them to find him.”
“He almost ruined everything,” she said.
Wo Fat reached up to brush a lock of dark hair from her face. “My darling Ella,” he said. “Even if Anton Petrova had given you up, it doesn’t change anything. Things will continue to go as planned and eventually he will be yours.” He gripped her arm tightly, earning a glare. “But remember our deal. McGarrett is mine. I will handle him. Since you were not given up, it will soon be time for you to make your entrance into Larabee’s life again. From there, we will move on to systematically destroying each of the Seven’s lives and get that insepid Five-0 team off my back.”
“And the Governor?” Ella Gaines asked.
“Won’t be a problem at all.”