A/N: I do not own H50 or the characters or anything like that. I'm just gonna say it once...k? Cool. Carry on then. And I know this kidnapping was probably way to easy, so forgive me..roll with it. And I totally don't have the boys' voices down...apologies. And if Steve using a Hawaiian word is a little out of place..sorry..it will fit by the end. My memory slips if he's used any recently.

That Which is Sacred.

Taking Over Me.

An eye for an eye. A tooth for a tooth. A hand for a hand. A life for a life. The phrase resounded in her head in time with her beating heart as she disembarked, she shied away from the lai carrying greeters, her eyes sharp. There was a pawnshop close to the airport. Perfect. In, out...remain very unremarkable. She took his picture out, her finger carressing the young smiling face, taking a breath she entered, nodding at the clerk, she made her purchases carefully and quickly, politely, paid in cash, gave no names and left. She paused on her way into the cheapest motel she could find, seeing a blood red flower, it's petals opening up for the sun to warm it. She smirked, plucking it, blood had ran...and blood had not been avenged yet. But it would be. It had to be. The trail for her would never be cold, the world may move on and forget, but she never could. She glanced at the clock, packing her things up after organizing her plan. SHe didn't expect to live. Not with who her target was...it wouldn't be long before she'd have everyone chasing after her...she saw her life ending in a firefight of gunfire...that would be fine. As long as she could hurt him as deepily as he had hurt her.

School was almost letting out, there was no way she'd be able to bribe off the driver if he came to pick up Grace. She scanned the crowd of kids and saw the little girl, her uniform neat and pressed, her bookbag slung over her shoulder. SHe advanced towards her, "Gracie." She called, the little girl turned towards her and gave her a look,

"Danno says not to talk to strangers." She stated, turning to walk away.

"I'm not." She smiled, "I'm a friend of your Dad's...he asked me to pick you up."

Gracie narrowed her eyes, "Where does my Dad work." She stated.

Smart kid. "He's a cop."

"he's a *special* cop." The girl countered.

She sighed with frustration, "Okay, he works with the task force, H50. He works with your Uncle Steve, CHin and Kono." She said.

"Okay." Grace smiled, "I'm sorry."

Well that was slightly complicated. She smiled to herself, taking the little girl's trusting hand in hers and walking away, disappearing into the crowd.

The grating, shocking tune shook the car, Steve cast a look at his partner. "What." The shorter man countered, glaring as he wrestled the phone from his pocket. "Yes dear." He said, annoyance in his voice at his ex-wife's tone.

Steve tried to tune them out, per usual, the one sided arguments he heard more like an annoying fly around his head, slightly entertaining for awhile, then just exasperating. But this was different, he turned to cast a look at Danny, his eyebrow quirked as the detective's voice took a concerned yet calm tone, "Slow down, Rachel. No I do not have Grace, why would I *risk* infuriating you and taking her on a day I'm not assigned her." His voice dripped venom with just a touch of concern. "And the driver didn't pick her up, your sure...Stan doesn't have..oh he's in *China* Nice." Steve watched, despite the venom with which Danny spoke, there was visible fear on his face, paling by the moment, "Still, calm down, it's not helping either of us." He made a motion with his hand for Steve to pull over, which he did quickly, listening and watching intently, his brow furrowed with mirrored concern. Gracie was a kid...but she was nice to have around. "Turn the car around, head to the school." he said, putting the phone away from his mouth, "Grace didn't come home."

Steve whipped the Cruz around and sped down the road, flipping on the emergency sirens, his nostrils flaring, showing a deeper worry then one would expect from the have-no-children-skills SEAL. "Okay, so she hasn't come home, it has only been fifteen minutes..I know..I know that, but that school isn't that easy just to waltz in and grab kids off the street, Grace's smart. Rachel..please..don't cry." Danny said, his voice going soft, "We'll find her. Maybe..maybe she just decided to go to a friends house and not tell us, forgot to call. Kids don't think sometimes, love." Steve cast a quick look at that, speeding towards the school where they whipped in, the car shimming with the jolt. The level of his panic evident with no snark as Danny lept from the car.

"Where are we going? This isn't the way to Danno's house." Grace said, looking up at the older woman,

"We're not goin' to your Dad's house." She said, looking around nervously, turning down a road leading them out of town into the jungle.

"You don't know him do you." THe girl's voice was small, not fearful exactly, just...full of realization she'd been duped.

"I do know him." She snapped, giving Grace a look, "I'm just not his friend. Your dad is a bad man. And a bad cop." She said, "And I need you to help me teach him a lesson." Her eyes burned as she looked at the little girl who swallowed hard, tears shining in her eyes. She was a silent hostage, trying her best to be brave and not give in to the crippling fear that had to be taking over her.

"Are you going to kill me?" Grace asked in a eerily calm voice.

She didn't answer.

"You can't tell me you didn't see anyone." He almost jumped over the desk. Gone was calm dectective, instead replaced by freaked out, worried sick, angry father. Steve pulled him back,

"Calm down." he said.

"Calm down. My kids been kidnapped and you tell me to calm down." he faced the taller man.

"yes. You won't be any good if you loose your head." He said, gently almost.

The teacher took a deep breath, "I'll tell you again, we didn't see anyone that was threatening...Parents send new caregivers every day to pick up their children. She acted like nothing was wrong." The teacher looked sick, green and pale all at once. "There were so many people, I mean..we've never had this problem." She said.

Danny scoffed and walked away.

"Excuse me." Steve said quietly, walking to him. "It's not like it's a gaurded school Danny." he said gently. "Rich people have different babysitters all the time."
"Nannies." He said, rubbing his eyes, "They're supposed to check in with the school, they fucked up." He clenched his fist. "We have no idea who took her or where..or why."

"We're on it, Danny." Steve said gently, clapping a hand on his shoulder, "Come on, Kunane. We'll find Grace. I promise. We won't stop till we do."