The Jersey Girl Next Door @daddyslilheartbreaker
Chapter 3

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.

Notes: So I am newly hooked on this show and couldn't resist writing about it.

If anyone had been listening, a sharp gasp would have been heard as the brunette sat straight up in bed breathing heavily. She brushed her hair away from her face trying not to think about the dream that she had just woken up from and focused on her surroundings instead. The numbers glowed harshly in a bright red light within the display of the clock on the nightstand beside the bed. It was nearly six in the morning. Chelsea wasn't normally an early riser, but she knew she wouldn't be falling back asleep any time soon. She sighed getting out of the bed and going into the guest bathroom to wash up for the day. When she was done, the brunette made her way downstairs only to find the blond detective asleep on the couch. She smiled softly at the sight and quietly crept into the kitchen. It didn't take long to find the coffee maker and she added the appropriate amount of water to the machine. Then she realized that she had no clue where the Commander kept his coffee. Steve, on the other hand, was outside on the lanai drying off after his usual morning swim. It didn't take him long at all to realize that there was movement in his kitchen.

He walked in with the towel draped around his neck and grabbed the container of coffee adding the correct amount to the machine before turning it on. "I got it. Don't worry."

She gave him a sheepish smile and shook her head. "Sorry. I couldn't sleep and... coffee seemed like a good idea."

Steve smiled placing the container back where he had gotten it from. "Everything alright?"

Chelsea waved it off leaning against the counter. "Yeah I'm fine and before you ask, I'd rather not talk about it. Thanks anyway."

Their voices were kept somewhat low so that they wouldn't wake Danny so soon. Steve grabbed two mugs setting them on the counter and then excused himself. He showered and changed into dry clothes before heading back downstairs. By that time, the coffee had finished brewing and Chelsea had poured herself a cup.

Steve poured himself a cup preparing it just the way he liked it and smirked slightly. "So you and Danny, huh?"

She raised her cup to her lips and paused. "Danny and I what?"

He chuckled taking a sip of his coffee. "You two got a thing."

Chelsea looked at him in disbelief then shook her head. "Not even close. He's still hopelessly in love with Rachel."

"Is that coffee I smell?" The man in question yawned standing in the doorway of the kitchen.

Steve gestured toward the coffee maker. "There's still plenty if you want some."

"Alright. I'll be back in a minute."

She watched him walk away and giggled softly. "He looks cute with his hair tousled every which way like that."

He raised his eyebrows at her clearly amused. "Cute?"

Chelsea took a sip of her coffee blushing a bit. "Shh."

Before he could respond, Danny returned walking into the kitchen and pouring himself a cup of coffee.

"Good morning. Jers, you alright? You hate waking up early." He looked at her concerned.

She waved him off smiling softly as she sipped her coffee. "I'm fine. Just couldn't sleep any longer. Bad dream and no, I'd rather not talk about it."

"You know what you need? A stack of my famous pancakes." Danny grinned moving around the kitchen gathering ingredients.

Her face lit up at that. "I'd love that, actually. Wait, you just happen to have the ingredients for them here in Steve's kitchen?"

"Uh yeah? Grace and I stay here sometimes. It's easier to just keep the ingredients stocked. Plus you never know when Steve just wants to make pancakes for himself."

It was Steve that noticed it first. The scar on the back of her left shoulder just barely peeking out from beneath her tank top strap. Whoever had stitched it up had done a remarkable job. As she turned towards him heading for the sink, the strap slipped revealing the smooth skin covering the front of her shoulder and that's when Steve knew. She quickly adjusted it and washed her now empty cup in the sink. Though he wanted to say something, he remained quiet for now. It was a peaceful morning and he didn't want to disrupt that just yet.

With Danny out picking up Grace, Steve was tidying up around the house. Chelsea had changed into a bikini tossing a pair of denim shorts on too. She headed out onto the lanai with her bottle of sunscreen and began to gently rub the cream into her skin. He noticed her and realized it was a perfect opportunity to bring up what he saw earlier.

He stepped outside gesturing to the bottle. "Need a hand?"

Chelsea looked up at him and bit her lip. "Uh sure. Could you get my back, please?"

Steve took the bottle from her applying the cream to her back and began to rub it into her skin. "No problem."

She didn't think anything of it until she felt his fingers brush against her scar gently. "Steve..."

He turned her slightly brushing his fingers against the front of her shoulder. "You lied."

Chelsea bit her lip looking at him. "I'm sorry."

Steve shook his head. "I'm not the one you should be apologizing to."

She sighed, "I know."

He looked at her. "It also makes me wonder what else you haven't been honest about."

Chelsea looked back at him. "Steve..."

It was the sound of Danny clearing his throat that made them step back from each other. Before he could get too upset, he remembered that his daughter was there. He uncovered her eyes and she greeted her uncle Steve before her gaze landed on the woman near him which made the little girl grin.

"Aunt Chelsea!"

The woman lit up catching the little girl in her arms hugging her tightly. "Gracie! Oh my gosh, look at you! You've gotten so big."

"Sorry. Did we interrupt something?" He scoffed speaking lowly as Steve approached him despite feeling his heart warm at the sight of his two best girls hugging each other.

Steve sighed rubbing at the back of his neck. "It's not like that, Danno."

The blond detective was about to respond when he saw it. The same thing Steve had seen earlier. His jaw clenched annoyed that she had lied to him. Still, he knew Grace was safe with her so he didn't dare spoil their reunion.

"He has the best shaved ice. Hey Danno! Can we take Aunt Chelsea with us later when we go get shaved ice? Please?" Grace called out looking over at her father.

"Uh, well I don't see why not, Monkey. I mean, if she doesn't already have plans." He stammered awkwardly.

Chelsea smiled at the father and daughter. "Oh please. I'm never too busy for you. If it's not intruding on your quality father-daughter time, I'd love to tag along."

Steve chose to speak up just then. "But for now, why don't you ladies go for a swim?"

With the girls walking out toward the water, the two men walked back inside. The inadvertent tension between them was palpable.

"I don't want to hear it."

Steve let out an exasperated sigh. "Nothing happened. I was just helping her with her sunscreen and pointing out that she hadn't been completely honest with you about her shooting."

"No, no, you're right. Even if something did happen, I have no right to..." He trailed off shaking his head.

The taller of the two men laughed. "You, my friend, are an idiot. I probably shouldn't tell you this, but she called you cute this morning."

"Hey! Wait, she did?" A smile slowly formed on Danny's face.

Steve smirked grabbing a water from the fridge. "Yeah she did. Something about how you looked with your hair all messy was cute."

"Huh." His fingers ran through his hair.

Another laugh fell from his lips. "You two are hopeless."

"We're best frie ... whoa." Danny was distracted mid sentence at the sight of her walking up toward the lanai with Grace.

Steve followed his gaze and smirked taking a sip of his water. "Sure, buddy. Whatever you say."

Chelsea was in the guest bedroom getting ready to go out with Danny and his daughter Grace. She was running a brush through her hair when her cell phone rang. Seeing the name on the display, she swallowed hard and picked up the phone answering it.

"Hello?"

"Chelsea, darling, it is so good to hear your voice. Enjoying Hawaii?" The older woman greeted her cheerfully.

Her blood ran cold hearing that. "How did you... no, never mind. What do you want, Sheila?"

"To make this all go away, dear."

The brunette scoffed sitting down on the bed. "And just how do you plan on doing that?"

"Meet me in an hour at the bar in Hotel Waikiki." She instructed her calmly.

Chelsea bit her lip. "No. I already have plans. How about tonight instead?"

"Tonight is perfectly fine. Don't be late."

She hung up and let out a breath that she hadn't realized she had been holding. After a moment, she continued to get ready. A knock at the door startled her, but she relaxed when she saw that it was just Danny.

"Grace is downstairs watching cartoons with Steve. You alright, Jersey?" He looked at her curiously.

Chelsea smiled at him pulling her hair back into a ponytail. "I'm fine. Promise."

"Look, about the scar..."

She held up her hand to stop him and sighed. "I'm sorry for lying. I was just trying to protect you."

"Hey, whatever's going on, we'll get through it together." Danny tilted her chin up so that she was looking at him.

Chelsea couldn't help smiling softly at him. "Okay."

He started to slowly lean in only to sigh when they heard Grace calling for him. Chelsea patted his arm and headed downstairs with him. It wasn't long before the three of them were out enjoying some shaved ice treats. Danny loved being out with his two girls having fun. When they got back to Steve's house, they had a movie night with Steve, at Gracie's insistence. After a cookout dinner and some popcorn later, the little girl fell asleep three quarters of the way through the movie nestled between Danny and Chelsea. They left her be until the movie finished and then he carried his daughter upstairs to Steve's sister Mary's old room.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Chelsea froze halfway out the door with his car keys in her hand. "Danny..."

"Seriously, Jersey? What the hell is the matter with you?" Danny walked over snatching the keys from her hand and shutting the door.

She had waited until both men were preoccupied to grab the keys, but she hadn't been fast enough. "You don't understand."

"You're damn right I don't understand. It's like I don't even know you any more. What happened to the girl I knew?"

Chelsea leaned back against the front door looking at him. "You left me, Danny."

"You think I wanted to leave you? I had to go be with Grace." He responded.

She sighed as her green eyes began to sparkle with unshed tears. "Everything got so messed up and it wouldn't have been fair to Grace to ask you to come save me."

"I would have saved you in a heartbeat."

The brunette nodded her head smiling softly at him. "I know. Danny, I know I haven't given you any reason to, but I'm asking you to just please trust me."

"Jers, I don't know." Danny sighed wiping away the tears that began to fall down her face.

Chelsea looked at him. "It's all going to be over tonight. I'm going to end it. I just need you to trust me and I'll explain everything to you once I get back."

"You've got an hour. If you're not back, I'm searching for you. Please don't make me regret this." He sighed pressing a kiss to her forehead.

She smiled taking the keys from him and slipped out the door. The brunette got into his car using the GPS to take her to her destination.

Sitting at a table in the back corner of the bar, Sheila Croft turned her wrist checking the time on her elegant gold watch. Her silver hair was in a perfectly coiffed bob. She looked like the epitome of a rich older woman on vacation. Chelsea walked in after stopping at the ladies room to freshen up a bit. It didn't take her long to spot the older woman and she sighed walking over to her table.

"Chelsea, Hawaii certainly suits you, dear."

The brunette huffed taking a seat at the table. "What do you want, Sheila?"

"I apologize for the way that buffoon of a thug startled you. I already admonished Ethan for that particular decision." She scoffed taking a sip of her brandy.

Chelsea grew uncomfortable wanting nothing more than to end this conversation. "You forced me to quit my job. You got me evicted from my home. You got me kidnapped. What more do you want from me?"

"I want my grandson and I want you to never breathe a word of what you saw." Her eyes narrowed at the younger woman.

She scoffed laughing slightly at her. "No. That boy is so much better off away from you sick people. I would never tell you where he is, you old bat."

"I was fully prepared to do this the nice way by offering you a ton of money to tell me, but I can see you're going to be difficult as usual."

The dark haired woman smirked at her. "You're damn right. Your family will never see that boy again."

"Danny and Grace. That is their names, correct?"

Chelsea lunged forward grabbing her by the lapels of her jacket tightly. "You listen to me, you old bitch. If you or whoever you hire goes anywhere near them, I will destroy everything you love. You hear me? I will destroy you!"

An arm wrapped around her waist pulling her away from Sheila. The younger woman only relaxed when she realized it was Kono. The two younger women left the bar and Chelsea tried her best to calm down.

"Chelsea..."

She turned to look at her. "Kono, what are you even doing here?"

"Steve called and asked me to tail you. Good thing I did, huh?" Kono raised her eyebrow at the her.

Chelsea ran her fingers through her hair. "Yeah I guess. I... I need to get back to his house."

The silver Camaro pulled into the driveway quietly. She shut it off and got out of the car locking it. Taking a shaky breath, Chelsea made her way back inside the house shutting the door behind her. The keys falling from her hand as she turned around and threw herself into Danny's waiting arms hugging him tightly.

"Shh. It's alright. I'm right here." His voice was soothing as he held her close returning the hug.

Chelsea sniffled unable to control her tears. "They're going to hurt you and Gracie. It's all my fault."

"What? Hey, no one is going to hurt us. I'd never let that happen." Danny assured her pulling away slightly to cup her face with his hands.

She shook her head sniffling again. "She knew your names. They try to go near either of you and I'll kill them all."

"Whoa, hey, hey, no one is killing anybody, alright? Let's just calm down. It's going to be okay." He knew she wasn't going to tell him anything in the state that she was in.

Chelsea wiped her tears away and glanced around. "Grace. We need to check on Gracie."

"Grace is fine. She's asleep in Mary's room, but alright. We can go peek in on her." Danny led her upstairs to the room in question and they checked in on his daughter.

She sighed in relief and then quietly headed into the guest bedroom. "I never should have come to Hawaii. Maybe if I leave, they'll follow me and leave you guys alone."

"What if we don't want you to leave?"

The brunette walked out of the bathroom in her pajamas. "It's pineapple infested."

"Yeah, yeah it is. But it's home." He cracked a smile.

Chelsea crawled onto the bed and frowned. "I got evicted. They bought the damn building and threw me out."

"Well whoever they are, they're not going to bother you any more. They're not going to hurt Grace and I either. I promise." He pressed a kiss to her head.

She grabbed his hand looking up at him. "Stay with me?"

"Alright."

It was about four in the morning. The bar had closed for the night. One of the bus boys was throwing out the trash on his way home. He propped open the dumpster and tossed the garbage in. The light from the moon made something inside the dumpster sparkle. The young man took a closer look only to realize it was an expensive watch. He leaned in to pick it up and then scurried back instead when he discovered that it was attached to a limp wrist. He ran back inside and called the police. A half hour later, he had finished giving his statement and finally headed home leaving the police to investigate what he had found.

She slept peacefully in Danny's arms oblivious to the trouble that was brewing. Steve had his usual early morning swim and was up for awhile by himself until Grace woke up around seven thirty. She washed up and then found her dad asleep with Chelsea in his arms. Smiling to herself, the little girl made her way down the stairs.

"Good morning, Uncle Steve. Can we have cereal and watch cartoons?"

Steve smiled at her. "Good morning, Gracie. Sure can, kiddo. Did you wash up?"

"Of course I did." The little brunette smiled watching him prepare the bowls of cereal.

He handed her a bowl and followed her to the living room. "Good. Where's your dad?"

"Danno's cuddling with Aunt Chelsea."

Steve smirked sitting down beside her and putting cartoons on. "Well let them sleep. I'm sure they'll be awake soon enough."

"Okay, Uncle Steve. Are they dating?" Grace asked him curiously and ate her cereal.

He chuckled softly as he ate. "No. Would you be upset if they were?"

"Nah. Danno makes her happy and she makes Danno happy. So I'm happy." She concluded shrugging her shoulders.

Steve nodded his head smiling. "Yeah."

"Unless you want to date her. You deserve to be happy too, Uncle Steve."

He nearly choked on his cereal at that. The things that kids say these days.

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