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WHO: Mary McGarrett
WHERE: McGarrett House, The Village
WHEN: November 17 & 20
OPEN TO: All
WARNINGS: Mentions of death/hallucinations in reference to his arrival.

[McGarrett House - November 17]

It had been just over a month since her arrival and she was still hoping that this place was some sort of bad dream but as the days passed, it was looking less and less likely that was the case. What made this place worse for Mary is there was no electricity or modern technology and it had been a rough adjustment for her. One positive thing was that her brother was here and they had found a house to call their own though living together hadn't been without it's difficulties. Mary had a more laid back way of doing thing than her brother and their argument about appropriate shower times was still in progress.

Since the ice storm had moved in, Mary was considering this place closer to hell. She was permanently cold all of the time and she had cabin fever which was making her fairly miserable. Currently, Mary was curled up in front of the fireplace, trying to stop the constant shivering. She didn't really know too much about keeping a fire but she wanted this one to be bigger so she picked up a log and tossed it on the fire. "This is ridiculous." She muttered to herself, curling up tighter, wrapping her arms around her legs. "I'm going to die of hypothermia!"

[The Village and the Inn - November 20]

Once the weather lessened a bit, Mary couldn't wait to get out of the house. She had nothing in mind other than just getting some fresh air. Mary headed into the village, taking her time as she walked around. Eventually she found herself at the Inn and she went inside just to see who was around.

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"Yeah well, those people are insane." She gave a smile, her body relaxing a bit as the conversation with her brother was distracting her from the cold. When Steve mentioned winter camping, she glared at him. "Don't even think about it Steve! We're already winter camping so don't get any ideas! I'd like to not get frostbite, thanks."

Mary shrugged as Steve questioned her on her knowledge of fire. "But in order for the fire to keep burning, it needs wood so by putting another log on the fire, I kept it going. You're welcome." She didn't know that all she had to do was let more air get at it to generate more heat but she would keep that in mind for the next time she felt like she was freezing to death. "You do realize that there are more than one way to do things right? And just because someone doesn't do it your way doesn't make it wrong." She knew that she was wasting her breath. Being a control freak was ingrained in his personality and it was unlikely that aspect of him would ever change.

Mary was happy to know that she and her brother had kept in better contact since she had returned to the island. "I'm glad to hear that. I know I'm a giant pain in your ass sometimes but I'm glad that we keep in touch. I would have stayed in O'ahu, you know. I only went back to L.A. because you wanted me to." While she didn't like it, Mary knew that he was right. L.A. was safer for her since he didn't know who was really behind her kidnapping and that was an experience that she never wanted to experience again. "This place feels like one bad high."

"Only to you. Did you know that Danny would rather be in Jersey than... What had he called Hawaii...?" Pausing in his action he thinks a moment then grins and snaps his fingers. "Oh yeah, 'A Pineapple Infested Hellhole." Laughing, he shakes his head. "He didn't even like the beach. Kept a postcard of Jersey in the sun-visor even." He missed Danny. A lot. Giving his head another small shake he grins at his sister. "If you know what you're doing, you don't get frostbite. Trust me, Mary, we'll be fine in the house."

"I'm not thanking you. We need to make the wood last until this blows over and we don't know how long that will be. Burning too hot now only means you're going to freeze later." Rolling his eyes, he turned away as she started lecturing him on being a control freak. "Tell you what, you find a better way to do things, you let me know and we'll talk. Until then, we do it my way. Or do you think you know how to avoid that frostbite as well?"

Frowning as he moved over to sit beside her, he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her in close, giving her a light kiss on the temple. "You're not a pain in my ass, Mary. You're my little sister and it's supposedly normal for us to get on each other's nerves. I wished you could have stayed in O'ahu, I liked having you close, but it just wasn't safe." He, and his team, were working to make the islands a safer place but the problem was, the people who his father feared would go after him and Mary twenty years ago were still there. Mary was all he had left and he'd never forgive himself if she got hurt because of what he was doing. He gave her another tight squeeze as he deadpanned out, "I'll have to take your word for it on that one."