Crying on a Suitcase Chapter 1, a hawaii five-0 fanfic

What started out as a songfic turned into a little bit more of a short story.. And a very late night and early morning for me lol. I just couldn't stop.. I can sleep when I'm dead :) The song is 'Crying on a Suitcase' by Casey James, here's the lyrics first, then the story. Hope you like it, please read and review! :)

Boy don't wait, don't think, don't lock the door behind you
Run and jump into your truck, and hit the gas, burn some rubber up
Yeah your time's running out
Do it now

Take a shortcut, take a back road, take the shoulder to the exit
Skip the parking, screw the ticket, hit the curb and leave it sitting
Whatever it takes
You gotta get to that gate

She's cryin' on a suitcase
Sittin' at the airport
Waitin' on the airplane
Bout to take her out of here
Ooh
They're gonna call her number
She'll sit down by the window
The plane'll leave the runway
And fade into a goodbye sky
You better run while you still got time
She's cryin' on a suitcase

Admit it boy you blew it, you really messed it up
You can make excuses if you really want to lose her
It's all on the line, do or die time
Getting on your knees time

Tell her that you want her, need her, love her, gotta have her
Everything good in your life begins and ends with her
Lose your pride while you can
Come on man be a man

"You going to lock your door..? No? Okay then." Danny answered his own question as he watched his partner and best friend climb into the blue Silverado.

Steve didn't even acknowledge that he'd asked the question, though. "Less than an hour, Danny. Her plane takes off for The Philippines in less than an hour. Let's go!"

The New Jersey native let out a slightly annoyed sigh and jogged his way around to the passenger side and climbed in.

He didn't even have his seat belt on before Steve was peeling out of the driveway. "Okay, okay!" Danny braced himself with the dashboard of Steve's truck as they raced through the streets of Honolulu. "I know you need to see her, make things right and all that. But c'mon!" He looked over at his partner, whose focus was just as laser-straight as ever.

"Steve!" He half yelled, as they weaved in and out of traffic.

"Weren't you the one who told me not to wait, to go get her Danny? Actually, I believe your exact words were 'your time's running out, do it now'?" he split his view between the busy Hawaiian freeway, and his partner.

Feeling the need to resort to sarcasm, Danny smirked. "Why don't you just drive on the shoulder until we get to the airport exit ramp?" It only took a second to realize who he was talking to, mixed with a nanosecond of a grin flashing on Steve's face for Danny to realize what he'd just done.

"Good idea." Steve replied, pulling sharply to the right causing his partner to be tossed around like a bouncy ball.

"That was not a suggestion!" Danny continued to almost yell. "Steve, no one besides me knows about this big fight you had with Catherine, right?" He continued, still with a raised voice.

"Yeah." Steve nodded once, hardly slowly his speed as they took the corner of the off ramp.

"Then, if you kill us both, she'll never know how you feel!" He rationalized.

"I have to find her, Danny." He stated. He didn't yell, but there was no doubt his voice was heavy with fear and a sense of remorse.

"I know, I know." His partner replied. Looking at Steve just then, he realized just how badly he needed to do this.

They rode the rest of the way to the airport in silence. Partially because Danny really didn't know what to say to help his friend, and partially because he was happy to let Steve focus on the road ahead of them. He knew Steve's head was already as distracted as possible, running over the conversation he'd had with Catherine that morning. The last thing Danny wanted to do was contribute to that.

Half an hour later, they were entering the drop off area of the airport's road. "You're not parking?" Danny asked, although he was pretty sure he already knew the answer.

Steve hit the brakes on the truck and had the door open before it even came to a complete stop. "If you get a ticket, I'm not paying it!" He heard Danny shout as he jumped out. "Steve!" Danny shouted once more. Steve stopped and quickly whizzed around just before pushing his way through the busy doors. "Get your girl." He smiled; wanting to make sure his partner knew he had his support.

"Thanks, Danny!" Steve yelled as he pushed the door and stepped into the crowds of people.

Seeing that one of the ticket counters had no line, Steve quickly walked up to the agent and asked which flight and gate he needed.

"I'm sorry sir. We can't give out passenger information like that. If you'd like to visit our passenger services centre, it's located-"

Knowing it would be a waste of time; Steve mumbled a quick thank you to the woman and very quickly walked towards the up escalators. As he rode up, he quickly dialed Kono's number. "Kono, I need a trace on Catherine's cellphone." He more or less ordered, as he approached the top of the escalator.

"Uh, I hate to ask the obvious boss, but if you're looking for her, why can't you just call her?"

"It's a long story, and I'm running out of time. Just do it, okay?"

She could clearly hear the desperation in his voice, so she didn't push the question any further. "Okay, she just checked in at the airport. Did you know-"

"Her gate, Kono, I need to know her gate!" He had a few people around him turning to look now, but he didn't care. He was going to do whatever it took to find her before that plane left the runway.

"Okay." She said as she started typing on the smart table in their headquarters. "It's Flight 399 from Honolulu to Manila with layovers in Japan and then Thailand. Gate 21B, Steve." She replied shortly.

"Thanks." He hung up quickly as he looked up at the signs. He was more than twenty five gates from 21B, but Steve knew he couldn't run through the airport without causing a major security scare. He walked as quickly as he could, weaving in and out of groups of people. Every few seconds he'd look up at the signs, waiting to finally see 21B. When he did spot it, it took even more self-control for him not to run.

There she was. Even in her sweats, she was by far the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen. She was sitting on her suitcase by the window, watching the plane that was about to take her away from Hawaii. Away from; ironically, the reason she'd permanently relocated to Hawaii in the first place.

At first, Steve just watched her for a minute. He could tell she'd been crying, and that made him even more reflective and remorseful over what had taken place between them slowly over the last few months, and especially that morning. He blew it, and it had taken him all day to admit it to himself. Ultimately it was a conversation he'd had with Danny that made him realize how much he needed her and couldn't bear to live without her.

"Attention passengers, we are now boarding flight 399 to Manila. Please have your boarding pass ready for the counter agent." Hearing that snapped Steve out of the self-reflecting daze he'd been in.

"It's do or die time," he said to himself as he took a deep breath, said a silent prayer, and weaved his way through the rows of seats to the windows where Catherine sat.

"Cath." He said, putting his hand on her shoulder.

"Steve," She instinctively looked up at him. "What are you doing here?" She knew why, but she needed to hear him say it.

"Cath, I want you, I love you, I need you, I can't even..I.." he trailed off, unable to string a sentence together.

"Well save it." She said, standing up and pulling the handle of her suitcase out. "You've had all day, and you chose now to try fighting for me?" She shook her head. "I just can't, Steve." She took a step forward before he instinctively stepped in front of her.

"Wait, please." He begged. "I'll get on my knees right here, if that's what it'll take," he offered.

"I don't want you to beg," She replied, clearly annoyed by his grovelling. "And it wouldn't make a difference, Steve. It's too late, okay?"

"Cath, I mean it," he wasn't taking no for an answer. I won't make excuses, I promise. I'm telling you, I have no problem losing my pride, here. Everything good in my life begins and ends with you, and I just can't let you-"

"You're not letting me do anything, Steve!" She was getting a little heated now. "It's over, and I'm going to get on that plane, and that'll be it. So goodbye," she made sure he couldn't stop her this time as she walked over to the counter.

"Cath.." he tried, but realized he couldn't say anything else.

"Thank you, ma'am. And have a nice flight." The agent smiled at her as she checked her boarding pass and Catherine headed down the jet way without turning back.

Steve stood there in disbelief. Twenty minutes later when the plane started taxiing its way to take off, he still stood there, watching the sky. He couldn't quite make the word goodbye come out of his mouth, though.

"Excuse me, Commander McGarrett? Steve McGarrett?" he heard behind him. Realizing he still hadn't moved from his spot, Steve blinked a few times to dry his eyes and then turned around to see who was speaking to him.

He recognized the flight attendant as someone who worked for the same airline as his sister. "Uh, Casey, right?" he asked.

The young brunette flashed a brief smile. "Yes, that's right. "Are you alright? The girl touched his arm. "You've been standing here for over an hour. Are you lost? Do you need a flight somewhere, or-"

As if he just snapped to, Steve knew what he had to do. He gave the flight attendant a small smile. "I'm fine, thank you Casey. Next time you see Mary, tell her to call me okay?" he asked, as he started walking briskly back the way he came.

Getting into the truck a few minute later, Steve was met with a sad look from his partner. "She wouldn't stay?" he asked, feeling sorry.

"No," Steve replied, as he peeled away from the curb and towards the airports exit ramp. "But I have a plan."

"Oh," Danny couldn't help but let out a little chuckle. "Well, if you weren't so vulnerable right now, I'd probably make a joke about you and your plans. But, knowing what it's like losing hold of the one you truly love at that time, I will spare you." He gave his friend a supportive pat on the shoulder.

Steve shook his head though. "I haven't lost her yet." He stated, as he dialed his phone.

"I'm sorry, Steve." Danny consoled him. He knew all too well what the denial stage was like.

For Steve though, it wasn't denial. It was pure, uninhibited determination. He dialed his phone and put it on speaker as he drove.

"Commander Steve McGarrett, for the office of the Admiral." He spoke in a very serious, official tone as the woman patched him through.

"McGarrett." The voice replied.

Danny had never heard this voice before, so he sat quietly, having no idea what was up Steve's sleeve this time.

"If this is a naval intelligence request, you are wasting your time Commander." The man replied, very sternly.

"No sir, it is not. Permission to speak freely, sir?" he asked, also in a tone Danny had never heard before.

"Granted, sailor. But you know I am a very busy man, so make it quick."

"Yes, sir. Thank you. I wouldn't call if I didn't feel it was of the upmost importance, sir." Steve explained, as they got off the freeway and headed for his house.

Danny was silently trying to ask him what was going on, but it was clear his attention was squarely on his phone conversation, with someone Danny deemed was obviously pretty important, whoever he was.

"Proceed." He said.

"Sir, I need a direct flight to Manila, by oh six hundred hours. Would you be able to secure that?" he asked.

Seeing his partner go complete Navy mode intrigued Danny. He just wished he knew what was going on.

"Is this official business, McGarrett?" he asked.

Steve hesitated, unsure of what exactly to say.

Sensing his hesitation right away, the mysterious man spoke again. "Commander, I will ask you this only once. Man to man, and I expect a direct answer."

"Sir, yes sir." Steve replied instantly, having an inclination as to what was coming next. He sincerely hoped he was right.

"Is this about my daughter?" He asked, very sharply.

Danny thought he his jaw was going to hit the floor.

"Affirmative, sir." Steve replied very quickly. He turned down his street at he waited for the answer he'd been silently praying for the entire length of his phone conversation.

There was a time of silence, which Danny almost broke. Steve quickly put his finger in the air to silence him though, luckily before it was too late. Steve mouthed the word, wait,' as they pulled into his lot, and Danny complied.

"She lands in Manila at oh eight hundred, Commander. Be at Hickam at twenty three hundred hours. There will be a plane waiting for you. You will land at Manila International at oh seven hundred. Gate 35. Is that clear, sailor? Gate 35."

"Thank you, sir." Steve replied. He picked up on the Admiral's subtle clue. "I'll be there." He couldn't control the giant smile that had covered his face.

Meanwhile, Danny was shaking his head, feeling beyond belief over what had just transpired.

"Your final instruction, McGarrett." He continued.

"Sir," Steve replied, unsure of what was coming.

"This conversation never happened. Is that understood, Commander?"

Steve was still beaming from ear to ear. Knowing he had Admiral Rollins' blessing was worth almost as much to him as getting Catherine back. "Sir, yes sir." He replied. A second later, the line went dead.

Steve got out of his truck and walked towards the house. He turned after a few steps though, to look at Danny behind him. "Um, what just happened?" he asked.

"I'm taking your advice, Danny. I'm going to get her." He continued to smile as they walked into the house. "There's some beer and pizza in the fridge, just help yourself. I'm packing; I have to be at Hickam in an hour." He said, looking at his watch.

Danny was very much taken aback by the nonchalant way his best friend was acting. As if he was just going out for a stroll, or a swim. Instead of flying half way around the world to profess his love to someone who had just shut him down.

"Okay, well first of all, you couldn't pay me to eat that fruit filled catastrophe in your fridge, and Chin and I are meeting for a late movie, so I will pass on the beer for now."

Steve smiled as he climbed the stairs to his room. "It's just a little pineapple, Danny. Honestly, it won't bite you."

"That's very funny," Danny smirked as he sat on the couch. "You want a ride to the airport? Keep it up." he hollered up towards the door. "Or, can you call in a favour to the president and get a motorcade to drive you?" he teased.

Coming back down the stairs a minute later with a small duffle bag, Steve laughed. "Well, he is from Hawaii, so.." he shrugged his shoulders, content with his joke.

"Cute." Danny replied. The men continued to talk for a while longer. "Seriously, though. I need some background here." Danny started. "It's pretty obvious to me that Catherine's father approves of you as her suitor, so you think this grand gesture will work, since you got his help and all?"

He sighed. "It's all I can hope for, Danny." He looked at his watch. "It's time to go, buddy."

"Okay," Danny gave his friend a pat on the back. "Good luck, babe. You know I'm rooting for you." He smiled, as Steve said thanks and they walked out to Danny's car.

An hour later, Steve was on his way to Manila. And approximately seven hours after that, he was deboarding the plane at the same gate he knew Catherine would be deboarding from in less than an hour. Steve stood at the window, waiting, watching. Ironically, it was the same position he'd been in in Honolulu, only an entirely different course of emotions were running through him this time.

It was only when the announcement stating the flight would be delayed half an hour had come over the loud speakers that he decided to move. After freshening up and getting himself a bite to eat, Steve headed back to the gate.

When he first spotted her, he thought for sure his jet lag had completely taken over. There she was again, sitting on her suitcase. And again, she was crying. He decided this time when he walked up to her, he'd let her speak first.

She also spotted him before he got to her this time. "Steve," she said, as he approached her. "I would ask how you got here, but I don't even care."

Feeling his heart sink a little, Steve took a deep breath. He really thought she'd come around, but he was prepared with some things to say in case she didn't. "Cath, I'm so sorry. Just hear me out,"

"No, I don't need to." She interrupted him, shaking her head. "As soon as I couldn't see the shoreline of Oahu anymore, I realized I'd made a mistake." She looked down, as a single tear fell from her eye.

"What.." he was such a whirlwind of emotions, Steve was having a hard time wrapping his head around it all.

"Steve, I love you. I always have, always will." She finally looked at him, allowing a smile to creep up a little bit. "And everything you said back in Hawaii, about everything, beginning, ending, I feel the same way."

Snapping out of his confusion, Steve gently wiped the tear from her eye. "That's really good to hear." He let out a smile too, as he wrapped his arms around her.

"I know I just landed, but can we please go home?" she asked, squeezing him tightly.

He kissed the top of her head, having never been more relieved in his life to hear those words. "Sure." They stayed attached for a few more minutes before finally parting. Steve grabbed her suitcase and they headed towards the ticket counters to book flights home.

"Steve," she said, stopping him a little while down the main walkway of the airport.

"Hmm?" he smiled at her.

"I think the last thing I want to do is wait in line at the ticket counter, and then have to think about layovers and connecting flights." She pulled out her cellphone. "I bet if I call my father, he can get us home a lot faster." She suggested.

Steve was trying desperately to read her face, but she was just too good. He couldn't tell if she knew how he'd gotten there or not. He didn't have to think about it much longer, though.

"Or, do you want to see if you can go two for two with him today?" This time she grinned widely, letting him know on purpose that she did in fact know about his grand gesture.

"Well," Steve didn't miss a beat. "A private plane back to Hawaii would have some serious benefits." He gave her a sly grin. "He doesn't have anything like security cameras on his plane, does he?" he asked.

Catherine let out a small laugh, as she gave him a gentle kiss. "No." was all she said in a voice with a meaning no one knew quite like Steve did. Within seconds, they were both reaching into their pockets for their phones. "I got this one," she smiled, dialing her father's number.

Steve chuckled once again, kissing her a few times. Finally, things were right once again.