A/N: This story is finally finished so here we go. Thanks to rewob17 for her invaluable help with the beta and keeping things straight.

Warning: There are some deaths in this story, but not any of the core four.

Disclaimer: Don't own them, they belong to CBS, I'm just playing with them for a while.

Chapter One

Danny pulled into Steve's driveway and the smile on his face became even bigger if that was possible. He had just had the most amazing weekend with Grace and Gabby, and it looked like Steve's weekend had been good too if Catherine's car parked next to Steve's truck was any indication.

After exiting the car, Danny reached back in and retrieved a bag and cup container from the passenger seat then walked towards the house whistling. The door was locked, but that was not about to stop him as he had a key and was not afraid to use it.

He had to juggle the bag and container while he opened the door but managed to do so without dropping any of his precious cargo. Danny pushed the door closed and called out, "Hey Steve, Catherine, you both decent?" It was never good to surprise an ex Navy-SEAL, especially when he was with his Rambo-ette; you never knew what could happen and Danny was all for self-preservation.

Steve appeared at the top of the stairs, a scowl on his face, Catherine right behind him. Thankfully, they were both dressed. "You ever heard of knocking, Danny?" Steve growled. "Wasn't that door locked?"

"Actually, yes, I have heard of knocking, Steven," Danny answered with a grin, "but when have I ever knocked? Yes, the door was locked but they invented keys to open locks, and I have a key."

"Well, there was last Halloween." Catherine pointed out. "You knocked then."

"You're right, Catherine, I did knock that time. But only because I could see the two of you making out on the couch and didn't want to embarrass you, sweet lady." Danny laughed with a cocky grin at Steve.

Steve rolled his eyes. "Wow, you're in a good mood this morning Danny. I take it your weekend with Grace went well?" Steve asked as he and Catherine came down the stairs.

"I'll have you know that my weekend with Grace was marvellous, thank you for asking," There was a huge smile on his face. "Gabby was able to join us on our swim with the dolphins yesterday."

"I knew it, that's why you're so cheerful. She stayed over didn't she?" Steve laughed slapping Danny on the back.

"That would be none of your business, you goof." Danny replied as he too laughed.

While they were talking, the three moved into the kitchen and Danny put the bag and cup container on the table. "Here, Catherine, I brought an extra coffee." Danny handed one of the cups to Catherine while he took the other for himself. Actually, the coffee had been for Steve but Danny decided to give it to Catherine instead.

"Hey, what about me, I don't get a coffee?" Steve said with a pout.

"Not any more. Catherine gets your coffee, besides I got you that green slimy stuff you like so much." Danny said as he handed Steve a cup with a straw stuck in it.

"Oh, okay, that's better than coffee anyway," Steve said with a smile. He rolled his eyes in delight as he took a long drink.

Danny ignored Steve and offered Catherine the bag he picked back up off the table. "Would you like one of these? They are 'Food of the Gods'."

Catherine looked in the bag, then reached in and pulled out a malasada. "Mmm … I love these. Steve never buys them." She said as she gave Steve a reproachful look.

"No, Mister Healthy over there says they'll clog your arteries." Danny laughed, "But I'm more likely to die from a bullet than clogged arteries with Steve as a partner."

"You know, Danny, you're a really funny guy this morning. Now finish up and let's get going we still have the paperwork to do on that case we wrapped up Friday." Steve finished off his drink and tossed the cup in the garbage can. Catherine had just finished off her malasada when Steve walked up and gave her a kiss on the cheek, then turned to leave.

"'Bye, Catherine," Danny called as he trailed after his partner, coffee and malasada bag in hand. There was one left in the bag that Danny intended to eat on the way in to headquarters. It was not as if he would be driving; he never drove his own car when Super SEAL was around.

An hour later, the four teammates, Steve, Danny, Chin and Kono, stood around the computer table at Five-0 headquarters discussing their last case, when Danny's phone rang.

"It's Grace's school," Danny said, the smile on his face became a frown as he looked at the display on his phone.

Danny looked at Steve as he answered the call, "Detective Williams."

"Detective Williams, this is Mrs Handuka. I'm the secretary at The Academy of The Sacred Hearts. Sorry to bother you, but we have been trying to reach Mrs Edwards without success regarding Grace Williams. As the second contact on our list I thought I'd better call you."

"Is Grace alright? Is she ill? I'll come and pick her up." Danny words came out in a rush, and he was already heading towards the doors with Steve right behind him.

"No, that's not it at all." Mrs Handuka replied. "The problem is Grace is not at school, and there's been no call from Mrs Edwards. School policy requires us to check that everything is all right."

Danny came to an abrupt stop as Mrs Handuka spoke, which caused Steve to take quick avoiding action so as not to run into him. What the hell, Grace had been fine when he dropped her off the night before. Why would Rachel not be answering calls, or not call him if Grace were sick?

"I'll find out what's going on and get back to you." Danny said as he quickly disconnected and then hit speed dial for Rachel's number.

"What's wrong? Is Grace alright?" Steve asked worriedly.

"I don't know, she's not at school and they can't reach Rachel." Danny waited impatiently as his call to the Edwards house went unanswered. "I'm going over to the house to see what's up," he said as he turned to leave for the second time.

Steve hurried to catch up. If something was wrong with Grace, he needed to be there as well. Grace was a special little girl and he cared a lot about her. "Hey, wait up I'm coming with you, Danny."

For once, Danny was driving his own car. He had not given Steve the choice, as he needed to be doing something, and right now that was driving as fast as he could with siren blaring and lights flashing. Neither partner said a word until they pulled into the driveway through the open gate.

"That gate is never left open." Danny stated, clearly worried.

"I know." Steve answered as he looked at the house, "and the front door's wide open, too."

Both men exited the car and drew their guns as they ran towards the house. Danny looked over at the two cars parked to the side of the driveway. He knew that one was Rachael's, the other Stan's. He could not remember if Stan was home or away right now, but there was no way Rachel would leave the front door wide open.

Steve stopped Danny just before they entered. "I know this is Grace, but you need to be calm and focused until we find out what's going on."

Danny nodded his head once before both men entered, Steve going left, Danny going right. The house was a mess. Someone had clearly ransacked it and the level of destruction was amazing. Whoever had done this undoubtedly wanted to destroy everything. There was nothing left unbroken, torn apart or smashed. They cleared each room on the ground floor then both men crept up the stairs to check out the second floor.

This could not be happening again. It was just like the thing with the housing commissioner a couple of years ago. That time Grace and Rachel had been safe at HPD when the house was so thoroughly ransacked. Danny feared the worst as he slowly climbed the stairs.

Steve stayed with Danny this time, too afraid of what they may find to leave Danny alone. They cleared Grace's room first; it was just as wrecked as the downstairs had been, but Grace was not there.

Charlie's room was next. The door was open, and they could see that this room was still intact. As they entered, they found Charlie sleeping restlessly in his crib. Both men shared a look but left him there and went to check the rest of the rooms.

The spare bedrooms and the main bathroom were both in rough shape, and they could see, through the open door, that the master bedroom was in the same state.

They approached the master bedroom together. It was the last place to look. Neither man knew what they expected to find, but they both froze at the sight before them. Steve shook his head then with a glance at Danny, continued to clear the bedroom and the adjoining bathroom. Danny remained frozen staring at the king sized bed. There was no Grace or Rachel. However, in the center of the massive bed was Stan Edwards, and it was obvious that he was dead.

TBC