Is it really 2013? This chapter is WAY overdue! I'm so sorry! Let the yelling at me begin. How come when I convince myself I'll get better with dates it doesn't happen? Life has been busy lately… No more excuses, I'll get better I swear at least twice a month, hopefully I can do once a week soon. My New Year's resolution is to have this story close to done by the end of this year. I've had quite a bit of encouragement to get me to this chapter. My own Shawn Spencer, a good friend Super Clumsey who has the personality of Shawn, gave me a penguin cookie cutter for Christmas so now with penguin cookies enjoy the story! Again I'm so sorry! I also do not own 5-0 or Psych, but if I did I'd bake them all penguin cookies.

The two teams started at one another until Chin broke the silence with a chuckle, "I'll go get the hot dogs started." He walked over to a small portable grill that the Hawaiian had brought with him.

"We brought pineapple!" Shawn stated eagerly as he held up the fruit and shoved it into detective William's hands. Gus groaned at his friend who then left the crowd to go after Chin.

Steve stood quietly next to Danny with a wide smirk on his face, "Shut up!" Danny growled under his breath as he watched the psychic join Chin by the grill.

"What? I haven't said anything." Steve laughed as Danny sent him a well-deserved glare. "Good news is that I think I'm starting to like this guy."

"Can you like him when he's not trying to shove pineapple down my throat?"

"See, not all mainlanders hate pineapple!" Steve took the pineapple from Danny's hands and tossed it in the air, caught it, and then repeated the process.

"Pineapple does not need to be in everything we eat!" The detective tried to intercept the flying fruit, but had no effect.

Kono watched the men with a smirk on her face. She knew that if allowed this could continue the whole night. Her attention was then drawn to the strangers. All that remained were Gus and the two police officers from Santa Barbara. Kono sized the two up. One was a female with her blonde hair falling down her back. The other was the detective with a stern look on his face. The young 5-0 agent didn't need a second look to know who she would be in association for the night.

Juliet watched the men and rolled her eyes at the scene before her. Right as the blond detective almost caught the pineapple the only other female on the beach walked over to her.

"Hello, I'm Kono." The Hawaiian offered the Californian her hand.

Juliet eagerly shook it remembering how rare friends among the work force can be ever since her encounter with Penny and the cupcake, "My name is Juliet."

"Like in Romeo, oh Romeo. Wherefore art thou Romeo?" Kono tried to hold in her laugh as the other woman shyly nodded. "Your family enjoys Shakespeare much?"

The other woman started to laugh at the absurdity, "Oh, not at all. My brothers failed in every English class due to the necessity of reading Shakespeare." The women laughed at the comment and as they caught their breath they watched as the pineapple was finally taken away from the two boys by Chin.

"I'd like to grill this if you two wouldn't mind." Chin walked off with the fruit to grab a cutting knife from his bag. As he walked off he turned to look at Kono, "Hey cos! The waves are looking pretty good today, you going out?"

"After we eat," Kono turned to Juliet, "You want to go surfing?"

"I'm not sure that is such a good idea, I've never surfed before." The Junior Detective looked down in embarrassment, it's not that she never had the opportunity; it's just that she never had the reason to.

The Hawaiian took it as a yes and pulled out two boards from her Chevrolet Cruze, "It's easy. You'll be a pro in no time. We'll get on the waves after dinner."

The two men from 5-0 watched as Chin walked away with the pineapple. "So who's hungry? I can go for a hot dog right now," Danny nodded over to the grill.

"I'll come with you." Gus offered and followed the blond over to the food which consisted of not only hot dogs but potato chips, different varieties of salads, and watermelon as well.

"How are things in Hawaii going for you?" Danny asked the foreigner as they loaded their red plastic plates with food.

"It's amazing. The weather is beautiful and the work is hard." Gus groaned as he saw Chin allow Shawn the use of the grill. "Please don't blow anything up."

Danny caught sight of the assistant's distraction, "Tough partner?"

"That doesn't begin to describe the insanity of having Shawn Spencer as a partner." Gus turned back to the blond, "Our mutual friend has previously decided to be on a Spanish soap opera, talk to a cat, become a bounty hunter, and just earlier this day he promoted a penguin into being his wing man. If that's not insane I don't know what is."

Danny chuckled at the Californian," You're lucky, what I have to put up with is much worse. The first 24 hours with this numskull," Danny nodded over at the bigger and more intimidating Steve, "being my partner I was shot at and then he jumps my car onto a boat, while we were inside the car!"

"I must disagree with you over whose partner is worse. Shawn-" The two men sit on plastic foldable chairs that 5-0 brought and continued to debate between their partners.

Steve watched the remaining member of the 'psychic's' team, Lassie, if memory proves correct. "Aloha, I'm Detective Carlton Lassiter."

"Steve McGarrett." The tourist watched silently as Steve pulled a soda out of the cooler and offered him one. Lassiter took the cold cylinder in his hands and nodded thanks.

Danny looked over from the debate and saw Steve and the man named after a dog getting a drink, "Do not shoot him with a pistol Steve!" Danny then looked at Gus as if he proved his point about his never-sane partner.

Steve rolled his eyes at Danny's warning and was about to defend himself from the accusation when the tourist commented, "Definitely not a pistol, but an AK47 on the other hand would be more acceptable. Even an M 14 would provide a bigger punch." Steve stared at the man in front of him, "At least mine do."

"You own an M 14?" Steve couldn't help, but think of the one that was currently in his house.

"Three actually, as well as a few AK 47s, and a few other gadgets, I have a little collection back home." Lassiter thought back to his 'little' collection. The 'little' collection took up three rooms.

"Why did you say you were in Hawaii again?" Steve asked as he took a refreshing sip of his pop.

"A figurine convention," Lassiter paused for a moment, "For my mom. She's really big into figurines and I was going to get her a few for her house." Lassiter could tell that McGarrett didn't buy it and changed the subject, "What type of guns do you have?"

A smile formed on Steve's face as he began to talk about his guns and the damage that they could do.

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Juliet tried to stand up a little too quickly on the board and ended up losing her balance for the seventh time and fell right back into the ocean. "I'm never going to get this!"

"Sure you will, just try a little slower." Kono watched over and over at Junior Detective Juliet O'Hara continued to fall from the surfboard. After a minute the young woman finally wobbled up onto the board in a vertical standing position, "See, I told you-" The blonde felt the board move beneath her feet and get knocked out from underneath her, "so."

"How about you go on ahead? I'll take a break." Juliet asked while she climbed back on the board and instead of trying to stand on it just sat patiently.

"Hey, try one more time. We girls can't give up." Kono looked to the shore where the guys sat talking, one of the guys caught her eye, "Hey Juliet, do you have a little Romeo?"

"What? No!" Juliet looked to where Kono's eyes were directing to see Shawn watching them. "Spencer? No, definitely not him!"

"Oh and is that so? I think you two like each other." Kono held back a giggle as Juliet's hands clenched onto the surfboard, "Maybe I'm wrong, but I'm usually not."

"You are completely wrong! Shawn and I are just friends, and that is all that we will ever be." Without thinking Juliet stood up and balanced on the board with ease.

"Woo! Go Jules!" Kono heard a shout from the shore and smiled to herself, she knew without even looking that the cheer came from the famous psychic himself, Shawn Spencer.

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"Just one more match and-" Chin set a bonfire aflame and sat back with the others. The warmth radiated around and covered the teams. By now everyone knew each other's names and felt truly comfortable.

"We can't have a campfire without marshmallows." Steve stated as he walked towards the fire with a brand new bag of marshmallows and a pile of sticks.

"What's with the firewood?" Danny asked after Steve set the sticks down to tear open the plastic bag.

"It's not firewood; it's to put the marshmallows on to cook them." Steve took a stick to prove his point and shove the white sticky substance on.

"Where did you get the wood?" Danny picked a stick up and examined it.

"The woods, I picked some up before I came over." He shrugged and stuck his marshmallow in the fire.

"This isn't sanitary, Steve!" Danny shoved the stick in McGarrett's face to show him a bug that landed on the piece of wood.

"Life isn't sanitary, Daniel." Steve grinned as Juliet, the blonde from Santa Barbara, came forth and asked if she could have a stick and a marshmallow, "See it doesn't bother her!" He commented as he handed the girl the supplies and watched as she cooked her marshmallow.

"I will never eat food off of a stick." Danny watched Steve take his marshmallow out of the fire. The marshmallow still was on fire.

"You eat kabobs all the time!"

"Kabobs are different, the wood that the meat and vegetables are on is clean and there is no chance of getting poisoned from it!" Danny picked up another stick and examined it for crawling critters, as Grace called them. Danny could not wait for his next visit with his daughter.

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"We better get going." Gus mentioned to the 5-0 members. "It's getting late."

"We will see you in the HQ tomorrow?" Detective Williams asked as he looked at his phone to realize that it was already ten o'clock at night.

"Of course, we have to stop the ghost don't we?" Shawn poked at the car keys in Gus's hand.

"Shawn, you are not driving!" Gus pulled the temptation out of Shawn's line of sight.

"We have to meet up again before you leave town," Kono pulled out a pad of paper from her bag and gave it to Juliet to write down her phone number, "Hey, if things don't work out between you and Romeo I know a few guys I think you'd like."

"Thank you, I'll think about it." Juliet replied with a laugh and headed to the car with Gus and Shawn following after.

"If you're ever in Santa Barbra look me up, I can show you my collection of guns." Lassiter mentioned to Steve who nodded in enthusiasm.

"I'll be sure to do." Steve watched as the other man walked to the car with the 'psychic.'

"There is something familiar about that team." Danny came up behind Steve.

"There is, but I can't put my finger on it."

"Still don't believe in psychics?"

"I still don't and I never will." Steve grabbed Danny's keys from his hand, "I'm driving!"

"I bet Gus doesn't have to put up with this." Detective Williams grumbled all the way to the passenger's seat.

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The 5-0 team got to work the next day at nine o'clock sharp. "Don't forget to call the zoo about living conditions for a penguin." Steve told Kono as he sat down at his desk.

Kono walked over to the bathtub that had been filled with ice the night before. In place of the penguin was a pineapple, "Guys, where's the penguin?"