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"Now remember to be careful this time, Hank." Nick teased.

"Oh come on!" Hank sighed, "It was one time. One time! And I'm not going to use a zip-line this time. So what are the odds I'll manage to break my leg in Hawaii again?"

"I don't know." Nick shrugged, then spun, "What the…?"

"What'd you see?" Hank asked.

"There's a kid here." Nick declared.

"Nick," Hank muttered, "This is a Police Convention. Why would a kid be here?"

"I don't know." Nick shrugged, "But she's barely in her teens, if she is at all."

"Perhaps she's lost." Hank suggested, "Think I see her."

The two men moved virtually as one coming up behind the young girl, who was easily navigating her way through the crowds, though everyone seemed to be ignoring her.

"Hey," Nick squatted down so that he was about level with her as he placed a hand on her shoulder to spin her around, "Are you lost?"

Her surprise and shock was clear to see. For a moment she Woged. Her arm came up and knocked Nick's hand away. She backed off, her eyes flickering between the two men. She was moving like a cornered animal, even though she was in her human form.

"Aloha gentlemen." A new voice interrupted the situation.

"Uncle Chin!" The girl sounded relieved as she moved to hide behind the man.

"Is there a problem here?" The man continued.

"Sorry," Nick rose to his feet, "We thought she was lost."

"She's the daughter of my team-mate." The man declared, "Lieutenant Kelly, Five-Oh. And you two are?"

"Detectives Griffin and Burkhart," Hank replied, "Portland PD. Five-Oh?"

"Hawaiian Special Task Force. Reporting directly to the Governor." Nick reminded, "The Captain told us about them."

"Oh yeah." Hank nodded, "Lieutenant Commander Steve McGarrett."

Neither of the two Portland Detectives failed to notice that despite Chin's broad grin, his eyes were sharp and dangerous.

"What are we looking at?" Hank murmured to Nick.

"Mini-Monroe." Nick returned quietly, "Very cute actually."

"Chin," A new voice joined in, "What's up?"

"Danno!" The girl piped up.

She immediately abandoned her position behind Kelly and dashed to the newcomer's side.

"Grimm." She murmured.

It would have been inaudible to most people. However, Nick heard it. He looking at the young girl and the newcomer he realized that they were most likely related.

A gentle hand pushed the girl behind him, as his muscles tensed.

"Hey," Nick held up his hands, "I've got no quarrel with you. Especially if you're Weider."

"You can understand my caution." The response was measured.

"Absolutely." Nick agreed, "But I'm not like the stories you grew up with. I hunt down the bad ones. I trust my instincts. That's all I was ever told to do."

Nick watched as the man closed his eyes and his nostrils flared. Though surprisingly he didn't Woger.

"Alright," He opened his eyes and nodded to one side, "I trust my senses."

"Did he just…?" Hank muttered.

"No." Nick frowned slightly confused, "But he has to be."

"I'd better fill you in on a few things," The man sighed, "Detective Daniel Williams, Five-Oh."

"Detectives Burkhart and Griffin." Nick replied, "Portland PD. But call me Nick."

"I'm Hank."

"Danny and this is Chin." He gentle coaxed his daughter out from behind him, "And this is Grace."

"Nice to meet you, Grace." Nick smiled broadly, "I know I'm scary. But it's okay. I became a cop first. Protect and Serve."

"Everything alright?" A new figure joined them, looming over Danny.

"Uncle Steve!" Grace quickly moved to hug the man.

"Everything's fine, babe." Danny's hands moved as he spoke, "Just a misunderstanding. Detective Burkhart and I have a mutual acquaintance."

"Monroe's still going with his Pilates." Nick put in immediately.

"Good to hear." Danny grinned, "It's hard to find a balance in this world. We ought to talk. Trade numbers?"

"Sure." Nick whipped out his phone and the two men quickly swapped numbers (albeit with Grace doing most the work for Danny).

"I have to ask." Hank spoke to Chin, "What's Grace doing here?"

"Take your child to work day." Chin shrugged, "Just happened to coincide with the Police Convention. Grace was quite insistent that she come here. Portland? Bit of a change for you."

"A positive one." Hank smiled, "Though I have to be careful. Last time I was in Hawaii I tore my Achilles."

"Surfing?" Chin pressed lightly.

"Zip-line." Hank snorted.

"You harm Grace and you'll come off worse than that." The words were a warning, but the tone was a solemn vow.

"I know better than to mess with a cub." Hank held both hands up in mock surrender.

A small part of Chin's brain was tuned into the conversation being held next to him. The argument going on between Danny and Steve was about at their normal bickering level, so there was no need for him to interfere.

"Hey cuz." Kono chirped as she joined the group, "What's riled them up today?"

"Nothing to worry about." Chin shrugged.

"Hello beautiful," Hank smiled, "And who might you be?"

"Officer Kono Kalakuna." She replied, "Five-Oh."

"And my cousin." Chin interjected, "Kono, this is Detective Hank Griffin. Portland PD."

"It's cool." Hank conceded, "I can still admire the scenery."

"Hey Grace." Kono smiled down at the child, "You alright? You look a little spooked."

"I know my partner's got a scary face." Hank knelt down, "It's a very scary face. But you know? I bet your dad's really scary when he's got his scary face on too."

Grace gave a shy smile as she moved closer to Chin.

"You know my goddaughter's got a scary face." Hank continued, "Scared me witless the first time I saw it. Drew my weapon and everything. But Nick? Nick got in the way. He wouldn't let me do anything I'd regret. You see, Nick has a scary face. But he's not that scary. Not if you're not bad. He only goes after the bad ones."

"Okay." Grace nodded slowly, "Trust but verify."

"Trust but verify." Hank agreed.

"Your goddaughter has a scary face?" Chin pressed.

"Very." Hank nodded, "But she doesn't even begin to compare to what Danny's must be like."

"Danny doesn't have a scary face." Kono protested.

"You've never seen it, cuz." Chin shook his head, "I have."

"Are they married?" Nick interrupted the conversation, pointing at Steve and Danny, who were mid-argument.

"You and half the Islands would think so." Kono grinned, "I think the Boss just likes arguing with Danny."

"Don't you lie to me, Danny." Steve snapped, "Grace is scared of him. I can see that! And you want to go out for a meal?"

"A misunderstanding, Steven." Danny fired back.

"Full first name." Kono muttered, "Danny's mad."

"Grace was surprised when someone came up behind her and touched her." Danny carried on, "He also happens to look like one of the bad guys from Grace's bedtime stories. From when she was very little. Of course she's going to be scared. But he's a friend of a mitbruder."

"Oh, so he's a friend!" Steve snarled, "Like Peterson?"

"At least I knew Peterson was an enemy!" Danny growled, "None of my friends have put us in harm's way. Not like Nick Taylor. Or Joe White."

"Joe never hurt us."

"He brought harm to us. Made the Yakuza angry. I haven't forgotten Noshimuri. Even if you have." Danny retorted, "And you kept it around."

"You are not going for a meal with them alone." Steve declared.

"Oh, I'm not, am I?"

"Absolutely not."

"Fine!" Danny spun to face Chin, "Chin, you up for a meal tonight?"

"Sure, brah." Chin nodded.

"There!" Danny addressed Steve, "Chin's coming with me. With us. We're not alone. You're not invited. No Army Neanderthals allowed."

"Navy Seal!" Steve protested.

"None of them either!" Danny fired back, "Nick, I'll message you later. Chin, I'll tell you where and when later. Grace, we're going for some fresh air."

Danny strode off, with Grace quickly catching up to him and grabbing hold of his hand. Upon feeling the contact some of the tension in the blond detective's shoulders seemed to relax.

"This seems to be an internal matter." Hank declared, "Catch you later."

The two Portland detectives moved off, easily becoming swallowed by the crowds.

"You pushed too hard, Steve." Chin sighed, "A little trust would have gotten you further."

"Look, we're not stupid, Chin." Steve growled, "We know the two of you are keeping secrets from us. This is related to that. I can tell!"

"When you asked me to join this task force," Chin closed his eyes for a moment, "You asked me one question. Just one. 'Did I take the money?' I said no. You never asked again. I was keeping a secret at that time too. And you knew it. But you never tried to make me tell you what it was. You ought to give Danny that same respect. Then he might just tell you."

"Why'd he tell you, cuz?" Kono frowned slightly.

"Because I put the evidence together and figured enough of it out that he had to tell me the rest." Chin shrugged.

"Then help us?" Kono asked.

"I've been trying, cuz." Chin snorted, "I've talked to Danny. I want to tell. But I won't without his permission. And I've given you every clue I can. But you haven't picked them all up. Quite honestly, I don't think you ever will. Nothing to do with your investigative skills. Just circumstances."

"Then how can we get him to tell us?" Steve demanded.

"Trust." Chin was calm, "Trust him to know when he needs help. Trust him to know when he's in too deep. Trust him to watch your backs. Show him that he can trust you. Trust you to respect his boundaries. His real boundaries, not the bluff and bluster ones he shows to the world. The ones he hides underneath it all. The ones he goes silent over. The ones he goes still over. Then when he trusts you with that… Maybe he'll trust you with this."

"Someone burned him, didn't they, cuz?" Kono murmured, "Burned him bad."

"Yes." Chin nodded, "And the worst part is that he believes he deserves it."

Chin moved off after Danny, clearly intent on calming their Haole down or reassuring him, depending on what was needed.

"Doesn't matter what it is," Steve declared firmly, "Danny doesn't deserve to have been burned over it."

"With you all the way there, boss." Kono responded immediately, "I'm more curious about Chin's clues."

"I haven't noticed anything." Steve frowned, "Certainly not since Chin's kidnapping. Which is when all of this started, if I'm right."

"The secret's older." Kono shook her head, "Don't know how much older. But definitely older. Because Danny hasn't changed how he interacts with anyone other than Chin. So Danny's been keeping it for as long as we've known him. By my reckoning."

"Agreed." Steve nodded, "And keeping it from everyone."

"Only differences in Chin's behaviour are…" Kono closed her eyes for a moment, "He's been going back into his old interests of mythology. And I found an old copy of The Grimm's Fairy-Tales. But that was Danny's."

"You're sure?"

"Yeah. I told Chin to make sure that Grace didn't read it. 'Cos Danny wouldn't like it. He told me Danny lent it to him."

"Why did you think he wouldn't like it?" Steve frowned, "Mary read those when we were kids. They're harmless fairy-stories."

"No," Kono disagreed, "You're thinking of the Disney-fied versions. The originals are much darker. The Wicked Queen was given shoes made of red-hot iron and forced to dance till she died at Snow White's wedding. The Wicked Step-Sisters mutilated their feet to try and fit into Cinderella's glass slipper, which was actually gold. Then they were blinded by doves at the wedding. The Grimm Fairy Tales are well named. They are very grim."

Any further conversation was cut off by the call for the opening meeting.

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