Chapter 1-It started with a phone call.

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Have you ever wondered what marks our time here? If one life can really make an impact on the world… or if the choices we make matter? I believe they do. And I believe that one man can change many lives. For better… or worse. Lucas-OTH

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They were all standing crowding the computer table as usual, when they had a case. This one was a good one. And they were about to catch their serial killer. At least they thought it was culminating to that. It was a big one and it had started in Hawaii so, of course, the Governor's elite task force was in on it.

Steve's phone rang at that moment and he took it out absently without taking his eyes from the screen where Eric was busy showing off his latest forensic findings.

"McGarrett."

Steve answered, his eyes still on the screen. He didn't even look at the caller ID and the others didn't pay him much attention as they were all glued to the screen.

"McGarett? It's Mayfield." A deep voice said on the other end. Steve froze.

The bad thing was, he paused for just a little too long for someone who had just received a mere phone call. Enough to cause attention.

"Steve?" The voice on the other end enquired.

Then Steve stuttered. "Uh…Uhm…Yeah…" Then he sighed.

Everything else would have been just easy to overlook. But the stuttering and the sighing? People had to notice. And what was more? Danny was standing next to him. Steve could see him pause and look up at him questioningly. Lou, Junior and Tani did too. The only one still engrossed with showcasing the bad-ass way he had got to the evidence to nail their serial killer was Eric. Happily yapping and typing away.

Steve turned away and walked into his office, closing the door.

"Uh... yes Sir… I'm still here." He said. He had to catch himself from saluting, but he still stood at rigid attention without realizing it.

"We have a situation McGarrett. Are you available Lt Commander?"

Steve knew that that question was just him being polite. When Mayfield called, you had to drop everything. That meant EVERYTHING.

"Yes Sir." He answered, "Same meeting place?"

"The same. See you soon McGarrett."

"Yes Sir." McGarrett said, ending the conversation. He didn't notice that he had hunched his shoulders. He was leaning on his desk when Danny's voice startled him into the present.

"Steve?" Danny said, walking into his office. Steve wished he had given him a minute to catch his breath, before attacking him with 20 questions.

"Uh...yeah…what?"

"Everything ok?" Danny asked with concern.

"I…, yeah. I just got to step out for a minute Danny." Steve said, he was already walking towards the door.

Danny held out a hand to stall him. "Hold on a second, Steve. You don't look so good. What was all that about?"

"What was what about? It was just a phone call Danny, nothing to…"

"Nothing to worry about? Good then. You mind telling me what that phone call was about? Because your face fell Steve, and you froze." Danny held out his hand again to stall him. "And the highlight? Wait for it, you stuttered, Steve. So, forgive me if I don't believe that everything is all moonshine, like it was just a minute ago."

"Danny…I've gotta go. Ok? I'll explain later."

"You've gotta go? We're in the middle of a case, Steven."

"Hold the fort Danno. I gotta go." Steve didn't even wait a second longer, he just made it out of there without having to answer any more questions from him. God knew the guy could be persistent. Danny could read him like a book. And vise versa. Came from being very close friends on and off work, for years. More like identical brothers. Which wasn't always a good thing.

Steve walked out of the building to his truck, phone in hand, deleting the last received phone call. It was standard procedure with this kind of thing. Every trace had to go.

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