Summary: She is Danny's childhood best friend and Grace's godmother. When her unexpected arrival in Hawaii finds her tangled up in their latest case, the team will stop at nothing to keep her safe, but will the secrets that she is hiding get in the way?
Featuring: The Five-O crew, Grace Williams, a few OCs, and others.
Rachel had actually been in labor for hours and only reached out to Danny when it was time for her to head to the hospital. Seeing them interact made Chelsea feel as if she were watching them getting ready to have Grace all over again. She remained strong and positive for Grace though unwilling to let her goddaughter worry too much. Grace was thrilled running over to her dad and hugging him when he had announced that Rachel gave birth to a healthy baby boy. She let Grace have her moment with her parents and her new little brother. It was only when Chelsea went to congratulate the new mother of two that she knew the truth. The newborn was spitting image of his father. Danny Williams now had a son.
Chelsea smiled admiring the newborn baby boy. "He's absolutely adorable, Rachel. Congratulations."
"Thank you. His name is Charles or Charlie for short." Rachel smiled tiredly.
She nodded her head staring down at the baby. "Little Charlie Williams huh? Well you lucked out, kiddo, because you've got the coolest big sister in the world."
"Yeah!" Grace smiled at the baby.
Even if Rachel wanted to deny it, she couldn't with the kid looking so much like Danny. At least the truth was out there now. As happy as she was for the two of them, it still hurt to see the exes looking like the picture of a happy family with their two kids. Steve appeared at the door with some balloons and a stuffed bear.
Chelsea stood up stretching a bit and faking a yawn. "And I think that's my cue to leave. I think I over exerted myself today."
"Are you alright?" Danny looked at her concerned.
She nodded her head smiling softly at him. "Yeah I'm fine. I'm going to go relax. Maybe see if I can catch up with Erin before her date."
"I can take you home." He offered with a smile.
Chelsea kissed him lightly on the lips. "No it's fine. Stay here with Rachel and your kids. I'll see you later."
"Alright if you're sure." He kissed her back and then watched her leave.
It was quiet as she sat out on the lanai watching the waves crash against the shoreline. The sun was setting filling the sky with a blend of gorgeous golden and dark pink hues. A sigh fell from her lips as she tried to relax. Steve walked out onto his lanai and chuckled when he saw her.
She glanced over at him and raised her brow. "What?"
Steve shook his head at her. "Nothing. You're just a terrible liar."
Chelsea scoffed standing up and walking across to his lanai. "Since when?"
He thought about it for a moment then shrugged his shoulders. "Alright maybe you did over exert yourself today, but we both know that's not why you left the hospital."
She gave him a look before staring out at the water. "I'm not talking about this, Steve. It is what it is. Where's Catherine?"
Steve cleared his throat standing a bit straighter. "We broke up."
Chelsea looked at him in surprise. "Oh I'm sorry to hear that. Well, alright maybe I'm not. Even you have to admit that your relationship with her wasn't exactly the healthiest."
"Oh Chelsea, hello. Listen I'm sorry that I came off so rude earlier. It was terrible of me. Oh here's your beer, Steve. You know what? Take mine. I'll just get another one from the fridge." Doris handed a beer to Steve and then one to Chelsea.
The brunette was skeptical of the woman, but relented and accepted the beer. "Thank you."
Steve took the beer watching his mother go back inside before he turned toward Chelsea again. "Told you I'd talk to her."
She smiled taking a sip of the beer. "Well thank you. I appreciate that, Steve."
"So how well do you know Doris McGarrett?" Catherine asked as she sat across from the man who had known the McGarretts for a while.
Chin Ho Kelly thought it over for a moment. "Fairly well. It was devastating when we all thought she was dead."
"According to the case file regarding the investigation into her death, it was reported that some human remains were discovered in the wreckage of the car. But we know now that Doris is alive so whose remains were those?" She pondered aloud to him.
He shrugged his shoulders. "Your guess is as good as mine. The cops initially chalked it up to being a car bomb meant for John."
"That makes sense, but if it were then they would have tried to get him again. Except they didn't."
Chin eyed her curiously. "Why are you looking into this anyway? Did Steve ask you to?"
"No he didn't. I just can't help feeling like there's more to her, you know? I don't trust her." Catherine admitted to him.
He nodded his head in agreement. "Yeah I don't either. The evidence all points to her death being faked and that just rubs me the wrong way."
"Do you think John knew?"
Chin scoffed at the thought. "Of course not. John loved his wife. He was devastated. That man genuinely believed that his family was in danger after that and sent his kids to live on the mainland. It made him even more determined to find the mole on the police force. He told me that he believed Doris had been killed to send a message to him that he was too close to uncovering the mole."
"But she's alive so it probably had nothing to do with the mole." She took a sip of her drink.
He considered it for a few moments then shrugged. "Most likely not. Other than the fact that John was trying to uncover the mole, there was never really any connection found between the mole and what happened to Doris."
"Well she's up to something, Chin. I caught her this morning. She moved a floorboard in Steve's house and pulled out a lockbox. I checked it out when she wasn't around, but the box wasn't there so she hasn't put it back yet." Catherine admitted.
Chin looked at her in surprise. "A lockbox? Huh well I can't say I knew there was anything hidden in the floor there. I think Steve would have mentioned it so I doubt he knows either."
"Huh. Well what do you say, Chin? You know the McGarretts and I have the tech. Let's find out just what she is up to."
He nodded smiling a bit. "I think I can agree to that. If she can fake her death with a car bomb, I really don't want to know what else she is capable of doing."
The beer bottles sat empty on the kitchen counter. Chelsea had excused herself to use the McGarrett bathroom since it was closer. After she was done, she wahed her hands then looked into the mirror. Something was off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Well she knew it had been a while since she had consumed alcohol so maybe the one beer was hitting her hard after all. Shaking her head, the brunette walked out of the bathroom only to run into Steve.
His blue eyes darkened a bit as he gave her a once over. "You okay, Peach?"
She blushed biting her lip slightly. "I told you not to call me that anymore, Steve."
Steve chuckled gently pulling her flush against him. "Sorry. I'll stop if you want me to."
Chelsea gazed into his eyes as her mind went fuzzy. "Don't stop."
His arms tightened around her as he leaned in kissing her lips. She kissed him back and they lost themselves in a world of their own. Doris smirked to herself satisfied that everything was going to plan.
Chelsea groaned as the sun's rays peeked through the curtains in Steve's bedroom. Dizziness overwhelmed her as she got out of the bed and she had to steady herself against the wall. Somehow she made it into the bathroom and washed up. She dried off then found her clothes that she had discarded the night before. Dizziness overwhelmed her again and she collapsed to the ground waking Steve. His head was pounding and he felt confused. Then he saw her laying on the floor. He got out of bed slipping his boxers on before he knelt beside her. A sigh of relief slipped past his lips when he felt her pulse. He couldn't see any obvious signs of injury. Steve wasn't sure what to do so he called for an ambulance and then called Malia. It wasn't long until the paramedics arrived and loaded her onto a stretcher. She was unconscious, but her pulse was steady. It was as they wheeled the stretcher out of the McGarrett home that Danny approached the house.
"Steve what's going... Jersey? Chelsea? Steve what the hell happened?" Danny looked alarmed gazing back and forth between the two of them.
A now dressed Steve McGarrett groaned rubbing his head. "I..I really don't know, Danny. We had a beer and then she had to use the bathroom. That's.. that's all I can remember."
"Alright.. alright... you don't look so good. Let's get you checked out before I lose my cool." He gestured to the paramedics to check on Steve as well.
"What's going on? Is Steve alright?" Doris feigned innocence as she stood in the doorway of the home.
"That's what we're going to find out. Do you know what happened?" Danny looked over at her.
"Not really. The three of us had a beer. I barely drank mine and came back inside. Chelsea had to use the bathroom while I was heading to bed. I remember hearing moans, but I just assumed Catherine had stopped by to make up with Steve. So I put my ear plugs in and fell asleep." She recalled knowing full well what really happened.
"Oh. Well, um, I'm sure Steve will be fine. We'll keep you posted." Danny looked away frowning as he followed the ambulance to the hospital.
They were brought to the emergency room where a variety of tests were run on them. Danny wasn't sure what to think as he awaited news on how the two of them were doing.