A/N: Well, this will be the closing chapter for this fic. *smile* thank you so much for reading, for reviewing! I really don't have anything else planned in this series at this point. There will be more Steve/Kono stories though, I promise. Seeing as I have a busy weekend ahead and can't promise it tomorrow, I thought a double header would be nice for you today *smile*

If I Die Young

Chapter Six.

The door clicked behind him and Kono turned, she smiled. Steve crossed the room, the only light in the room the small lamp on the bedside table. He drew her close, gently holding her and kissed her slowly, tenderly, his hands stroking her back. "You're sure." he murmered, his lips a breath on her cheek.
"Yes." She answered, her eyes closed.

She had worn a button down shirt today, it was easier to get over her arm and he slowly undid the buttons, his hands shaking just slightly. There was no going back now, no regrets, no interuptions. Once the shirt hit the floor with a gentle plop, he took in her view, his eyes resting on her wounds, he sighed, his hands on her upper arms, squeezing gently he leaned forward, brushing his lips over the wounds, his expert fingers slipping to her back, freeing her breasts to him, his eyes burning a heated path over them, raising his hands to cup them, thumbing them gently, warming them as she shivered slightly. He kissed her then, tenderly. While her eyes held his gaze he pulled off his shirt, casting it aside, followed by his khakis..no way at this point she'd get the buttons undone and he wouldn't let her risk hurting herself. He drew her close, wanting to feel the warmth of her skin as he looked down at her, her fingers ghosting over the hem of his boxers. He kissed her forehead, picking her up gently and laying her down like a prize in the middle of the bed, he removed her shoes, kissing the instep of her feet before trailing kisses up her legs, his hands undoing and pulling down her shorts smoothly, slowly, letting the different textures drive her mad. He heard her intake of breath as his fingers teased the insides of her thighs. He kissed her belly, laying beside her, his hand ghosting over her gently as he took her in, tracing the hem of her pink plaid boy shorts, he smirked slightly, leaning to kiss her belly just above them, his name breathed on her lips as he slipped them slowly off, his lips now on hers, her fingers twined in his hair.

He was beautiful, it was not an adjective which you described many men, but it fit him. The way his muscles rippled smoothly as he touched her, was like watching a god. She gasped as his lips graced over her belly, kissing up her body as his hand massaged a breast, it's thumb stroking her dusky nipple, she whimpered softly, her heart pounding. She reached, her hand carressing his chest as he leaned close, her fingers memorizing the texture of skin and hair, she raked her nails across him and he growled, she gasped, arching as his long fingers found her, stroking her slowly, her underwear history,he seperated her, touching her gently, his eyes full of tenderness as they looked down on her. She reached up, pulling him close for a kiss, she gasped as he kissed down her neck, his hand coming back up to rest on her hip, thumbing it gently, her hand slid down his back to his bum, firmly incased in black cotton, she stroked, squeezing the perfect muscles, he shifted, removing them and casting them aside before kissing her deepily, still with the extreme gentleness. He moved to her feet, hooking them around his waist as he looked down at her, his gaze hot as he took her in. She swallowed, filled with desire as she saw him. He *was* a god, perfect, firm and proud. She swallowed, holding herself up a bit and he leaned forward, capturing her lips gently his hands sliding to her hips as he kissed a trail over her body, she arched, gasping as he begain to worship at her most sacred of altars, her fingers tangled in his hair as he worked her, her legs still around him, she tightened them.

She was amazing, perfect...and almost his. It wasn't the most ideal first time..her with her gimp arm, but it was perfect for them, and he intended on making it amazing. She tasted sweet, with a hint of sea salt and he drank like a dying man, her breathy sounds urging him on, holding her to him, his hands stroking her body as he coaxed pleasure from her, he cast his eyes up at her and growled in pleasure at her arched back, her breasts peaked and firm, her mouth open, "Come on, beautiful." He murmered against her, his voice husky and gently, her hand grasped the bed covers in a steel grip, her body tight, her gimp hand clenching, she was drowning...drowning in him, the rasp of his tongue, the kiss of his lips and she shrieked with the pureness of it, like a wave it crashed over her and she rode it, letting it drown her, dizzying, his hands grasping her hips. She whimpered as his lips took hers again, holding himself above her, his chest grazing hers softly, she moaned as their tongues tangled, she wrapped her arm around his neck, moaning deepily as she felt him hover there, warm, long, teasing her still sensitive nub, she gasped arching and he chose that time to enter her, his lips on hers, kissing her softly as he groaned, the sound vibrating in her mouth. She welcomed him in, tight, hot and he waited, resting his forehead against hers until she adjusted...then with a sigh he kissed her neck, slowly moving, taking his time loving her, holding himself above her as to not crush her wounded side. He kissed her neck, suckling her earlobe, down her shoulder, breathing over her wounds, kissing them softly, tenderly, his arms holding her softly.

Kono whimpered, her hand stroking his chest and neck, twining again in his hair as they moved as one. He was incredibly gentle, loving..and she loved it, but it wasn't long before her body craved a quicker pace and she mewled, "Faster..please." She breathed against his lips, moving her legs higher up his back, holding tight to him as she could, he obliged her and she arched, giving herself over to him in complete abandon, their chests pressed together as he drew her close, groaning in his own need, their lips ghosting over each others often. They shook with their passion, she began to writhe and he picked up pace, nibbling and biting at her as she gave herself up to the passion once again, screaming his name, he hissed, yelling out as she convulsed, his head resting on her shoulder as he moaned her name, his eyes sliding shut in his own pleasure, thrusting slowly as he rode out their climaxes. "My sweet, beautiful, Kono." He murmered against her lips,nuzzling her gently as he remained within her.

She smiled, carressing his face. "Always yours, McGarrett...forever."
He smiled, kissing her gently, lovingly, "Forever and a day, beautiful." He gathered her close, wrapping them in the bedclothes, tangled together until morning...

Three weeks later...

"Well look who's back!" Danny grinned as Kono entered their headquarters.

She grinned, "Hey..in the flesh."

"Welcome back kid." He smiled, as she settled into her place in the bullpen.

"Thanks.." She smiled, looking up at Steve who watched her, his arms crossed, a small smile on her face, "Hey boss." Her eyes sparkled.

He blushed and the boys smirked, until he sent them the Death Glare. "Good to see you back, Kono." He said gently. He pushed away, "I think you need this." He handed her her gun in it's case.

She smiled, "Definately need this..."
Chin smiled, "Think you're ready for a full day?"

"Of course..I'm fine." She wrinkled her nose at him,

"Ready for security detail at the Governor's ball?" Steve quirked a brow.

Kono growled, "Boys! I'm *fine* I don't need all of you hovering!" She stood, "Really, I love all of you,but it gets old." She smiled, "I'm ready..if I wasn't ready I wouldn't be here..now..about this ball..I'm assuming nothing fancy."
"You're wanting to dress up?" Danny quirked a brow, "My luck I'll be a damned waiter again."
They laughed, and laughed harder at Danny's perturbed look, "Yes..we can..we're not going to be obvious." Steve grinned, then went to fill them in on their first full mission back with their entire team.

"You're just happy to see Kono in a pretty dress." Danny teased.

"Really..do..do you ever just..shut up?" Steve frowned, "This is a case."
"So you're not admitting that you're just giddy over seeing your girlfriend all gussied up with a gun under her dress."

Steve blustered, "I'd appreciate it if you didn't go on like that..it's one thing off hours..."
"Stop being such a stick in the ass." Danny countered

"Ladies!" Kono and Chin chimed up at the same time, the boys stopped, looking at them.

They cleared their throats.

Kono sighed, "I'm going as nun..just..just for that." She shook her head.

"Did your mother just not spank you as a child, Danny..time out..anything?" Chin teased.

Steve just shook his head and smirked, if anything they all were closer. There was that underlying threat of loosing a pair of things he deemed quite valuable if he hurt her, but that wasn't in the plan. Tonight was going to be an easy mission, and Danny was right, he was looking forward to seeing her all dressed up...this time he'd be the one to get to kiss her if it was needed, he smirked. "You're just jealous, Danno." He clapped him on his back, "Come on, we've got a lot to catch up on."
"Not jealous." The shorter man complained, the team settled into planning out the night's mission. All was right with the world..their girl was back, ready to kick ass, and the girl had her boys surrounding her...and the love and protection of their fearless leader. She had his hand in hers and the world was theirs to conquer, the mission was calm, easy and ended well and Bond took his Bond girl home, carrying her over his threshold and the rest is history...

Gather up your tears,

Put 'em in your pocket, save 'em for a time when you're really gonna need 'em.

I've had just enough time..So put on your best boys..and I'll wear my pearls...