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Title:<\/strong> Lost and Found Chapter One: Miami Rain<\/strong><\/p>\n Horatio woke with a start. He sat up looking around the darkened room, trying to figure out what had woken him. He heard the sound again, a loud thumping. He pulled his gun out of the nightstand drawer, ears trained to the silent townhouse. Horatio eased his way down the stairs and towards the front door. The only sound was the rain beating against the windows, a flash of lighting showed a silhouette outside the door.<\/p>\n Horatio stepped up to the door gun raised, \u201cWho\u2019s there?\u201d<\/p>\n He barely made out the pained, \u201cH.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio laid down the weapon on the entry table, quickly unlocked and opened the door. He barely caught the rain soaked figure as it fell into the entryway. He pulled the barely conscious man into the house slamming the door behind him. Blood and rainwater dripped onto his tiled entryway, as he half dragged and carried the now unconscious man farther into the house. Making a quick decision he lifted the man onto his shoulder, wincing at the man\u2019s pained groan, and carried him up the stairs. Laying him down gently on the bed quickly getting towels.<\/p>\n He noticed that the young man wasn\u2019t wearing shoes; his feet were dirty, bruised and bloodied. He carefully slipped off the wet dirty jeans, setting them off to the side to be collected for evidence. He picked up a pair of scissors and cut away the soaked shirt, the blood was coming from a gunshot wound in the shoulder. He placed a towel on the wound to curb the blood flow. He grabbed a warm blanket out of the closet and covered the shivering form; he quietly stepped out of the room and headed back downstairs.<\/p>\n He picked up the phone, but couldn\u2019t stop shaking. He stood there in the middle of his kitchen shaking. Emotions overpowering him, the last twenty minute he had been running on pure adrenaline. He gave into the emotions, leaned against the kitchen wall and slid to the floor. His world had been turned upside down, in one single moment. He closed his eyes, took a slow deep breath to gain some ounce of control and dialed.<\/p>\n \u201cAlexx\u2026I\u2019m sorry to have woken you, but\u2026no, actually I\u2019m not fine.\u201d Horatio paused, taking a deep breath. \u201cI need you to come over here\u2026bring your medical kit. No, I\u2019m physically fine\u2026just get here as soon as possible.\u201d<\/p>\n He clicked off the phone, and then picked himself off the floor. He laid the phone down on the counter and walked to the cupboard where he kept the alcohol. He poured himself a generous glass of scotch, downed it, and then picked up the phone.<\/p>\n \u201cEric\u2026get your kit and come to my house.\u201d Horatio voice was now firm and in control. \u201cI\u2019ll explain when you get here, hurry.\u201d<\/p>\n Sighing as he dialed the last number, \u201cCalleigh\u2026I need you\u2026Grab your kit and get here\u2026my house not the lab\u2026don\u2019t call in. I\u2019ll explain when everyone is here. I already called Eric and Alexx\u2026Please, Calleigh just get here.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio set the phone down and poured another drink. He sat down on the couch and waited for his team to arrive. He glanced up at the dark bedroom, listening to the rain outside. The loud knock startled him; he quickly looked at the clock noticing a good twenty minutes had gone by since he sat down.<\/p>\n He opened the door to a worried Calleigh, \u201cYou\u2019re the farthest away, yet the first one here?\u201d \u201cI\u2019ll explain when Eric and Alexx get here,\u201d Horatio motioned for her to come in.<\/p>\n \u201cWe’re here,\u201d Eric ran up the stairs and into the house, Alexx right behind him.<\/p>\n \u201cHoratio, what\u2019s going on?\u201d Alexx laid her hand on Horatio\u2019s arm.<\/p>\n Horatio looked at his team, the three people he trusted the most in the world. His eyes darted upstairs all three following his gaze. \u201cThis can\u2019t leave the house.\u201d<\/p>\n Eric nodded with the others, \u201cH?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt would be easier to show you,\u201d Horatio turned and headed up the stairs.<\/p>\n He walked into the bedroom, crossed over to the bed, sitting gently next to the figure laying in it. When he turned on the lamp on the nightstand; he heard a gasp and a loud thud of a heavy case hitting the floor. He turned to see Calleigh standing at the doorway her hand covering her mouth, tears in her eyes. Horatio moved out of Alexx\u2019s way as she removed the towel from the wound.<\/p>\n \u201cH?\u201d Eric\u2019s soft voice sounded loud in the quiet room.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know how,\u201d Horatio, answered the unspoken question.<\/p>\n Alexx pulled her medical kit onto the bed, and then looked back at Horatio. \u201cI\u2019m going to need some wet towels to clean this wound. It\u2019s not a through and through so I\u2019ll have to dig out the bullet.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio nodded and stepped out into the hallway leaving the others in the bedroom. Calleigh walked up to the bed, her hand reaching out but not quite touching.<\/p>\n \u201cHoney, what did they do to that untamable hair of yours,\u201d Alexx cooed, her hand sliding over short-cropped hair. \u201cWhat happened to you? What took you away from us? And what made you come back home?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGod, how is this possible?\u201d Calleigh kneeled on the floor next to the bed. She took his hand in hers, it was chilled but warm. Without thought she checked for a pulse and let out the breath she didn\u2019t realize she was holding when she felt the strong beat under her fingertips.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know, but right now we have to get that bullet out of him,\u201d Horatio stated walking in with towels and a clean sheet for Alexx.<\/p>\n \u201cI might need help holding him down, if he wakes up while I\u2019m removing the bullet.\u201d Alexx took the towels from his hands.<\/p>\n Horatio nodded then turned towards Eric and Calleigh, \u201cThere\u2019s blood in my entryway, and the clothes he was wearing are on the dresser. Treat it as evidence.\u201d He paused making sure he had their attention, \u201cThen I want you to go to the lab and pull all evidence from the shooting. Process as if it was a new case.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201dWhat should we say, when asked?\u201d Eric asked his eyes never leaving the figure on the bed.<\/p>\n \u201cYou don\u2019t. Keep this under wraps; do not go through proper channels. We don\u2019t know what\u2019s going on, and the less people that know the better.\u201d Horatio stepped up to the bed and looked at the young man asleep on his bed. \u201cAs far as the world is concerned Timothy Speedle is dead.\u201d<\/p>\n Eric nodded as he grabbed the clothes and bagged them. He walked over to the bed and looked into the face of his friend, emotions threatened to overwhelm him. He felt a tug on his arm, and looked down at Calleigh, she gave him a half smile and pulled him out of the bedroom.<\/p>\n \u201cAlexx, after we get the bullet out, I need you to treat his feet. He wasn\u2019t wearing any shoes.\u201d Horatio laid his hand on the ME\u2019s shoulder, \u201cAre you okay?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, Horatio I\u2019m not, but I will be.\u201d Alexx caressed Speed\u2019s face. \u201cSugar, you\u2019ve been through so much, but your home now.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201dAlexx?\u201d A soft whisper came from the bed.<\/p>\n Alexx looked down into pain filled brown eyes, \u201cI got you honey.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMy shoulder\u2026\u201d Speed grimaced as he tried to move.<\/p>\n \u201cSpeed you need to relax, you’re safe and Alexx will take care of you.\u201d Horatio leaned over the bed, trying to calm the young man down.<\/p>\n \u201cTim, I have to get the bullet out,\u201d Alexx ran her hand along his forehead, \u201cHold onto Horatio, but try not to move.\u201d<\/p>\n A slight nod, his hand reached out for Horatio\u2019s, \u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShhh, we\u2019ll talk later,\u201d Horatio gripped Speed\u2019s hand looking him in the eyes. \u201cYou\u2019re home.\u201d<\/p>\n Calleigh and Eric worked quietly in the entryway, both lost in their own thoughts. A pained scream tore through the townhouse, both looked up the stairs with trepidation. Neither moved from their spot, until Horatio walked down stairs ten minutes later with two small envelopes in his hand.<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s asleep, Alexx is watching over him at the moment.\u201d Horatio eased their worries, noticing they both looked pale. \u201cCalleigh, here is the bullet from his shoulder,\u201d He handed her one of the envelopes; her hands shook as she reached out. Horatio grabbed her hand and held on to it, \u201cIt\u2019s going to be okay, we will find out what is going on.\u201d She nodded, tears in her eyes. She gave him a strong smiled and took the envelope. Horatio turned to Eric, \u201cWe took some swabs of debris and dirt we found on his feet\u2026\u201d \u201cNothing much, just that he was sorry.\u201d Horatio looked away focusing on the window, he closed his eyes. This was a lot to take in, no matter how strong the person. He turned back to the two CSI\u2019s, \u201cI\u2019ll be in later, see what you guys can find with the evidence.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou’ll page us, if something comes up?\u201d Calleigh asked as they walked to the door.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll keep you informed. Remember this stays here; don\u2019t talk about it at work. It could mean his life.\u201d Horatio grew serious, his blue eyes locked on to each of them.<\/p>\n With one last look up the stairs the two CSI\u2019s left. Horatio closed the door, leaning slightly against it letting out a haggard breath. A soft hand made soothing circles along his mid-back. He looked back gave a small smile to Alexx.<\/p>\n \u201cI left some clean bandages, antibiotics, and a few pain pills. Let me know if he gets a fever or the wound looks affected.\u201d Alexx informed him, she stepped forward to open the door. \u201cI\u2019m going back to the lab, and pulling my autopsy report. I want to know who I examined.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll be in later,\u201d Horatio stepped back holding the door open. \u201cAlexx\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t worry, everything will be just fine.\u201d Alexx patted his lower arm, turned and walked towards her car.<\/p>\n Horatio closed the door, letting the stillness of the townhouse wash over him. He ascended the staircase, stopping at the bedroom entry. Leaning up against the door jam he studied the young man.<\/p>\n Timothy \u2018Speed\u2019 Speedle was alive and sleeping in his bed. Horatio feared for the young mans safety, worried how he had come to be in this position, but more importantly relieved that his lost son had come home.<\/p>\n Chapter 2 – Evidence<\/strong><\/p>\n Eric gave a tight smile to Calleigh as he walked into the evidence room and placed the evidence box on the table. They had commandeered an evidence room that was located in the back of the lab, one with no windows. He quickly cut through the evidence tape and opened the box. He pulled out the blue shirt that was covered with blood and laid it out on the table, followed by the black pants, belt, and shoes. His breathing sounded loud in his ears, compared to the stillness of the room. He pulled out the envelopes that held blood evidence collected at the scene, plus samples from the autopsy. He laid the gun box in front of Calleigh. Neither talked, the last couple of hours had taken their toll.<\/p>\n Eric worked on the blue shirt Speed had been wearing, that day, while Calleigh worked through the pants and shoes. He took a sample of blood from the front and back, labeled it and set aside. He turned the shirt inside out and took two more samples, setting them next to the others. Eric\u2019s thoughts were in turmoil, chaotic.<\/p>\n He had been, and still was, pissed at Speed for dying. He was pissed Speed hadn\u2019t cleaned his gun, hadn\u2019t he learned from Dispo Day? He was pissed that his best friend would throw his life away so carelessly. He was pissed because he wasn\u2019t there to save him. He was pissed he didn\u2019t get a chance to say goodbye. And now he was pissed because he threw them all for a loop and showed up alive, with no explanations. He was plainly just pissed.<\/p>\n Calleigh glanced over at the fuming Cuban, knowing how he felt. When she had checked Speed\u2019s gun after the shooting and saw it dirty, she wanted to strangle him. Then the clear image of him lying on the floor dead entered her mind, guilt flooded through her. She couldn\u2019t understand why he had been so careless. Over time she had come to a realization that his gun was like his badge something he clipped on, never intending to use it. He had little experience with guns, and for as long as she could remember she had never seen him at the firing range. So did they fail him, as much as he failed himself?<\/p>\n \u201cCalleigh?\u201d Eric hesitated, he knew they shouldn\u2019t discuss the situation at work, but he needed to make sure it was real.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m not sure if I should be pissed or happy,\u201d Calleigh\u2019s normal infectious voice was soft and hesitant.<\/p>\n \u201cAt this moment, I\u2019m numb,\u201d Eric admitted. \u201cBut how are we going to run these tests through DNA?\u201d<\/p>\n Calleigh looked up at him, eyes tired. \u201cJohn Doe from a cold case. We really aren\u2019t lying because we don\u2019t \u2018technically\u2019 know who it is.\u201d<\/p>\n Eric grinned, \u201cI like how your devious mind works.\u201d<\/p>\n Calleigh shyly smiled back, \u201cThank you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m going to take these to the lab, are you going to be in ballistics?\u201d Eric asked as he grabbed the samples and headed out.<\/p>\n Calleigh packed the evidence back into the box, \u201cI\u2019m going to go over the gun again, see if I missed anything.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat do you think you\u2019ll find?\u201d Eric asked as they walked down the hallway. Lucky for them the night shift was out on a new case so the halls were fairly empty.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know,\u201d Calleigh shrugged. \u201cBut, I won\u2019t be surprised if I do find something.\u201d<\/p>\n Eric nodded and turned into the DNA lab, \u201cLaura what are you doing here?\u201d He stopped short, a bit surprised to see the young woman.<\/p>\n \u201cI could ask you the same. It\u2019s one in the morning, and you\u2019re not working on a case right now.\u201d Laura asked concerned, Eric was normally more upbeat. He looked tired, very tired.<\/p>\n \u201cCold case, Horatio got a lead and wanted us to check it out. Can you run these DNA samples and then send them through Codas?\u201d Eric asked, as he laid the packages on the table. \u201cAnd I need it yesterday.\u201d<\/p>\n Laura looked into his eyes and knew something was up. \u201cSure, Eric, I\u2019ll page you when I get them done.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThank you, I\u2019ll be around.\u201d He stepped out of the lab and went back to the small evidence room. He pulled out the items they recovered from Horatio\u2019s house. He pulled out the jeans first; laid them out on the table studying them carefully. They looked brand new, not much worn wear on the knees or butt. He found traces of mud and debris on the pants cuffs and knees. Indicating Speed had fallen onto his knees at one point. He pulled a piece of debris looking at it closely; it looked like a casing of a palm nut.<\/p>\n \u2018I\u2019ll get this to Speed\u2026\u2019 The thought entered his mind. He lowered his hand and closed his eyes to gain control over his emotions. \u2018I swear when this is over I\u2019m going to hit him, then never let him out of my sight again.\u2019<\/p>\n He cataloged and labeled the debris and went back to studying the cuff. He swabbed some of the dirt off the cuffs, and set it next to the processed debris. He picked up the pants and felt around the pockets. He felt something in the back pocket, a folder piece of paper. He unfolded it carefully checking for any trace elements that could help tell them where Speed had been.<\/p>\n \u201cAh damn,\u201d Eric sat down quickly, tears that had been threatening to fall, now overwhelmed him. It was a photo of the team, from the Annual Police Picnic on July 4th. \u201cDamn it, Speed what have you gotten yourself into?\u201d<\/p>\n He composed himself and slipped the photo into an envelope. He found nothing else in the pockets, so he set down the jeans aside and pulled out the torn shirt. He found the same mud and debris on the cuffs of the sleeves and the right elbow. \u2018Fell to his knees puts right hand out to steady himself, but shoulder is wounded so it gives and he lands on his elbow?\u2019 Eric took some samples of each, plus the blood that was soaked into the shirt. The shirt had also looked fairly new, the collar seemed stiff, hardly worn. He pulled out the rest of the collected material, setting aside the bullet for Calleigh. He walked back down to the DNA lab and just smiled at Laura as he handed her the swabs of blood.<\/p>\n \u201cGive me another hour,\u201d Laura stated, voice filled with concern. \u201cEric\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201dI\u2019m fine, I just need those processed.\u201d Eric tried to reassure her, but knew he was failing miserably.<\/p>\n He walked into trace and began analyzing the debris and photograph. Calleigh found him a couple of hours later, \u201cWhat do you have?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGarden variety dirt, and I mean just that. It\u2019s soil used by gardeners for planting flowerbeds, mostly residential homes. The debris are nuts from a standard Miami palm tree.\u201d Eric sighed looking over at her.<\/p>\n \u201cSo basically any residential home in Miami?\u201d Calleigh leaned against the table.<\/p>\n Eric nodded, \u201cYeah, narrows the search a bit.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI talked to Horatio, he wants to meet in his office in thirty minutes to give him the findings.\u201d Calleigh looked around the lab; she had always felt like it was Speed\u2019s lab. \u201cAlexx got in not long after us, she wanted to go through the autopsy report. Last I saw her, she didn\u2019t look happy.\u201d<\/p>\n Eric\u2019s pager went off, looking at it he quickly grabbed his folders and headed for the door. \u201cThat was DNA. Meet you up at Horatio\u2019s office?\u201d<\/p>\n Calleigh nodded, but didn\u2019t move from her spot. Eric opened his mouth to say something, but then turned and left the lab. She looked around the lab, she hadn\u2019t been in here much, mostly avoiding it, childish she knew but it held a lot of memories. She glanced at her watch, grabbed her folder and headed up to Horatio\u2019s office.<\/p>\n Eric stepped into the DNA lab eyeing Laura carefully. Her eyes were wide and a look of confusion and concern etched on her face. \u201cYou got my results.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes,\u201d She stated, but paused. \u201cEric what\u2019s going on, you must know one of the samples I ran came back as one Timothy Speedle.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLaura, trust me, please.\u201d Eric took her hand, his eyes pleading.<\/p>\n She looked into his eyes, nodding her head slowly. \u201cHere are your results. I filed them in the computer under John Doe, along with the samples. As far as anyone is concerned these tests didn\u2019t happen.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThank you,\u201d Eric kissed on the cheek. \u201cI owe you lunch.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou owe me an explanation with that lunch,\u201d Laura stated as he walked out the door.<\/p>\n He walked into Horatio\u2019s office, to see Calleigh and Alexx already there. Horatio sat behind his desk looking extremely tired. All the blinds were closed, so no one could see or disturb them.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat do we have?\u201d He got straight to the point.<\/p>\n Chapter 3 – Horatio\u2019s<\/strong><\/p>\n Speed woke up disoriented, his shoulder hurt and he was cold. He looked around the room not recognizing it. As he tried to sit up the pain in his shoulder took his breath away, forcing him to lie back down. He closed his eyes as he tried to remember what happened.<\/p>\n Someone at the door.<\/p>\n Shot\u2019s fired.<\/p>\n Running, a sharp pain in the shoulder.<\/p>\n Rain pouring down.<\/p>\n Cold. Tired.<\/p>\n No place to go.<\/p>\n One he could trust.<\/p>\n A soothing voice.<\/p>\n Home. Safe.<\/p>\n He opened his eyes and looked around at what must be Horatio\u2019s bedroom. He wondered what was going through the redhead\u2019s mind. His co-worker, who died in his arms, just rose from the dead and collapsed in his entryway. He looked at the bandages on his right shoulder realizing Alexx must have been the one soothing him. He sat up, grimaced at the pain, but worked through it. He leaned against the headboard trying to collect his thoughts.<\/p>\n \u2018I shouldn\u2019t have come here,\u2019 Speed sighed leaning his head back. \u2018I\u2019ve put him in danger; I\u2019ve put the whole team in danger.\u2019<\/p>\n He took in the room, it was very much Horatio. Simply furnished, sturdy furniture, modestly decorated – it screamed Horatio. Speed grunted as he swung his feet out of bed and onto the floor. He barely contained a whimper when he stood onto his bruised feet. Limping slightly he made it to the bedroom door. He leaned against the doorway and took a few deep breaths. \u2018At least my feet aren\u2019t too badly damaged,\u2019 Speed\u2019s own sarcastic voice echoed in his head. \u2018Well Speed what did you expect? Running down paved streets barefoot can do that.\u2019<\/p>\n He startled when he heard Horatio\u2019s voice filter up the stairs. \u201cHe\u2019s asleep at the moment.\u201d Speed strained his ears to hear the one sided conversation. \u201cGood idea, who\u2019s on DNA tonight? Laura, she\u2019ll be discreet\u2026Run everything through every database that we have\u2026I\u2019m thinking along the same wavelength. Check up on Eric and meet me in my office in about an hour.\u201d<\/p>\n Speed knew he had to get out of here, if they started investigating they would know everything. He looked down at his attire for the first time and realized he wasn\u2019t wearing anything but his boxers. \u2018Can\u2019t leave wearing this.\u2019 He turned back into the bedroom and limped towards the dresser.<\/p>\n \u2018Lucky for me, H, and I are roughly the same size,\u2019 Speed grabbed a pair of sweats and a t-shirt. He leaned against the dresser to catch his breath; the walk across the room had tired him out. \u2018I\u2019m going to be a damn easy target; too bad I don\u2019t have my gun.\u2019 Speed straightened up and turned, then stopped dead in his tracks. Horatio stood by the bed, hands on his hips. He had seen that look before, and it was usually directed at suspects.<\/p>\n \u201cSpeed?\u201d Horatio\u2019s tone indicated lying wasn\u2019t an option.<\/p>\n \u201cI can\u2019t stay here. I shouldn\u2019t have come here in the first place.\u201d Speed looked down at the floor, as he sagged against the dresser all energy sapped out of him. He hadn\u2019t realized how tired he truly was, bone deep tired.<\/p>\n Horatio reached out to him, taking the young man into his arms, \u201cYour safe here.\u201d<\/p>\n Speed fell into the embrace, \u201cBut now I\u2019ve put you and the team at risk.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio led the young man back to the bed and sat him back down. He kneeled in front of him taking the unshaven face in his hands. \u201cYour home, safe and sound, I won\u2019t let anything happen to you or the team. Trust me.\u201d<\/p>\n Speed eyes bore into Horatio\u2019s, \u201cI trust no one more.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio nodded, and then cocked his head slightly giving the New Yorker a slight smile. \u201cLay back let me check that wound.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sorry,\u201d Speed settled back into the bed.<\/p>\n \u201cNothing to be sorry for,\u201d Horatio checked the bandage; the wound had started to bleed. He grabbed the supplies Alexx had left behind and bandaged it back up.<\/p>\n \u201cI should have told you the truth,\u201d Speed flinched but stayed still.<\/p>\n Horatio looked at Speed\u2019s face, \u201cWe have time for that later, you need to rest.\u201d<\/p>\n Speed caught Horatio\u2019s hand, \u201cI\u2019m tired, H. Tired of running.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio held on to his hand, \u201cNo more running. I have to go to the lab; you will be here when I get back.\u201d Speed nodded, \u201cI mean it Speed, I\u2019ll hunt you down.\u201d<\/p>\n Speed grinned, \u201cI have no doubt you would.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe phone is by the bed; call my cell if you need anything.\u201d Horatio motioned towards the bedside table. \u201cIf something happens, my spare gun is in the top drawer.\u201d Speed indicated he heard, but his eyes were drooping fast. \u201cSleep, we will talk when I get back.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio got up, and covered the sleeping man. \u201cI cleaned my gun,\u201d Speed mumbled softly, and then drifted off to sleep. Horatio studied him for a few minutes, then turned and walked out of the bedroom.<\/p>\n He walked down the stairs, Speed\u2019s mumbled words echoed through his head. He grabbed his badge, gun and clipped them on. Then he slipped on his coat jacket, picked up his keys and headed out the door. He set the alarm and closed the door. He slipped on his sunglasses to hide the bright morning sun. He had only gotten maybe an hour or two of sleep. The same with the guys back at the lab. After they had left, he had cleaned the floors and stairs. The rain had washed off the sidewalk and driveway, but he made double sure by hosing them both down, including the stoop.<\/p>\n He had checked on Speed a few times, made sure he had been sleeping peacefully. He had stood there just watching his chest rise and fall. Holding him, while he had died had ripped his heart out. Having him at his front door, tired, wet and bleeding shocked him to the core.<\/p>\n He pulled up to the lab, parked the Hummer in its allotted slot. Night shift was just leaving while his day had just begun. He had a feeling it was going to get a lot more complicated and difficult. His heart contracted a deep pressure in his chest, he knew he needed to release some emotions, but at the moment he didn\u2019t have the time or luxury.<\/p>\n Ironic it was the same when Speed had died. He wanted to find a dark corner and cry for the young man, but he had a little boy to find. It wasn\u2019t until after the funeral he released his built up emotions. Taking all of his frustration and pain out on the punching bag in his garage, as he slammed his fist into the bag, tears streamed down his face.<\/p>\n He took a deep breath, got out of the Hummer and headed for his office. He passed by members of the night shift, lab techs, and officers. His glasses hid his tired eyes. He slipped into his office, and closed all of the blinds. Before sitting behind his desk, he walked over to the cabinet and opened the bottom doors. Pulling out the gun cleaning kit he had bought Speed over a year ago. Calleigh had found it in Speed\u2019s apartment and gave it to him. She had told him, that she hadn\u2019t had the heart to open it, and neither had he at the time.<\/p>\n He studied it for a few minutes, before opening it. Quickly unclasping the case, he lifted the lid. His eyes hardened, as he closed the lid.<\/p>\n He set the kit next to his desk, and picked up a picture of his team from July 4th<\/sup>. A knock at his door alerted him to his guest. Alexx stepped in files in her hand, eyes dark with emotion. She sat in one of the chairs in front of his desk. Calleigh joined them soon after, taking the seat next to Alexx. Eric walked in not soon after, slumping into the last chair. Horatio noticed they looked tired, hell they all were tired.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat do we have?\u201d He got straight to the point.<\/p>\n Chapter 4 – The Lab Results <\/strong><\/p>\n \u201cWhat do we have?\u201d He got straight to the point.<\/p>\n \u201cCSI\u2019s who failed miserably at their job,\u201d Eric bitter voiced echoed in the room. \u201cDamn it, Horatio we missed everything.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio glanced at Eric, \u201cEric, I want you to take a deep breath and calm down.\u201d<\/p>\n Eric slumped further into this chair, tension radiated off him.<\/p>\n \u201cWhy don\u2019t I start, since we are all a bit on the edge,\u201d Horatio lowered his head, eyes on his desk. He looked back up at them. \u201cHe\u2019s awake, he tried to leave\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201dWhat?\u201d Three voices echoed in the room.<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s wounded, the boy needs to stay in bed.\u201d Alexx reached for the phone, to call Speed herself and tell him to stay put.<\/p>\n \u201cThe hell he\u2019s leaving, I\u2019ll shoot him in the leg if I have to,\u201d Calleigh stood up, all intent and purpose to go and do just that.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m strapping him down to that bed,\u201d Eric growled as he stood to follow Calleigh.<\/p>\n Horatio couldn\u2019t help but smile a bit at their reactions, \u201cEveryone calm down. He\u2019s asleep,\u201d He stated as he pulled the phone out of Alexx\u2019s hand. \u201cAnd has been duly informed if he leaves, I\u2019ll hunt him down.\u201d<\/p>\n The three settled back down into their seats, \u201cNow if you would let me continue. He didn\u2019t say much about what\u2019s going on, but from the small fact he\u2019s alive, not dead, and running, tells me\u2026\u201d \u201cGlad we are thinking on the same wave lengths. Now show me the evidence from the first scene,\u201d Horatio looked over at Eric.<\/p>\n \u201cThe feds were hoping since he was shot and killed in front of you, that we wouldn\u2019t dig deep in the investigation.\u201d Eric began explaining. He pulled up a few file folders and handed them to Horatio. \u201cThe blood found on his shirt, and at the scene isn\u2019t even human, it\u2019s cow blood.\u201d<\/p>\n Calleigh grabbed the folder and looked it over, eyes wide with disbelief. \u201cWe missed that?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThere was no need for us to process any materials, it was an open and shut case.\u201d Horatio tried to explain, even if he himself was annoyed that they missed something so obvious. \u201cWe just packed up the evidence and sealed it. We never processed it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, it gets better,\u201d Eric handed them another folder. \u201cThe DNA inside the shirt matched his, but there was also an unknown donor, male. That DNA matched samples that were collected at the autopsy.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThey must have given him something, to slow his heart rate down.\u201d Alexx commented from the side. \u201cWhich means\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe knew it was coming,\u201d Horatio finished for her. \u201cWhat I remember that day, he stepped in front of me, took the lead, blocked my view.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt also means, they switched the bodies between the jewelry shop and the morgue.\u201d Calleigh comments, \u201cSo who was driving that day?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe contract out ambulances,\u201d Alexx stated. Then glanced over at Eric, \u201cRemember when that one driver sold the body back to the father?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, we should be able to trace the driver,\u201d Eric thought out loud.<\/p>\n \u201cNo reason to,\u201d Horatio pointed out. \u201cIf its Witness Protection, that driver worked for them and is probably long gone.\u201d<\/p>\n Eric nodded, \u201cThen who did we bury?\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio looked over at Alexx, \u201cI have no idea, Codas and AFIS came up negative.\u201d She paused for a few seconds, \u201cI screwed up Horatio; I missed two major things that I should have noticed.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou can\u2019t blame yourself Alexx, we all missed things,\u201d Calleigh patted her arm. \u201cI mean they were betting on the fact we would be emotional and miss things. It was an open and shut case. We had a CSI as a witness, and the shooter in custody.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWho confessed,\u201d Horatio added. \u201cNo need for trial, no need for evidence, no need for the ME to do a full autopsy, we knew his cause of death.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cStill, Sp\u2026\u201d She paused once again. \u201cHe had a scar on his upper hip area from a motorcycle accident from years back, when he first started here. There was no scar on the body. This body had a scar on his upper shoulder, a possible tattoo removal. He doesn\u2019t, two major distinct characteristics that I missed. They did an excellent job on the body, he looked\u2026\u201d She swallowed, to upset to continue.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re not the only one,\u201d Calleigh looked over at Alexx, then back at Horatio. \u201cI dusted the gun, there\u2019s four sets of prints on it. His, yours, mine, and an unknown.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio didn\u2019t look surprised, \u201cRun the AFIS?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNothing,\u201d Calleigh informed him. \u201cThe print was located on the trigger mechanism, and on the clip. When I re-examined the gun, I decided to analyze the dirt from inside the barrel.\u201d Calleigh took a deep breath. \u201cTraces of oil that is specifically used in gun cleaning kits were found throughout the samples taken.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cConclusion?\u201d He looked at Calleigh.<\/p>\n She glanced at Horatio, \u201cHis weapon may not have malfunctioned on its own.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio pulled up the kit from the side of his desk, \u201cRight before I came here he muttered that he had cleaned his gun.\u201d He paused as Calleigh stood up and grabbed the kit.<\/p>\n She settled back into her chair and opened up the lid. \u201cDAMN!\u201d<\/p>\n Eric stared at her then at Horatio, \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe kit is used, he was cleaning his gun.\u201d Horatio informed them.<\/p>\n \u201cThey sabotaged his gun, they used Dispo Day as his way out, we wouldn\u2019t investigate. IAB would say bad gun maintenance and that was that.\u201d Calleigh looked up at Horatio.<\/p>\n \u201cThe question we need to ask,\u201d Horatio looked at the three.<\/p>\n Eric closed his eyes, \u201cWhy is he asleep at your house, sporting a gun shot wound?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cExactly,\u201d Horatio nodded. \u201cAnd that is what we are going to find out. Now what did you find on the materials I gave you?\u201d<\/p>\n Eric handed him the last folder, \u201cThe clothes he was wearing were new, barely worn. They probably didn\u2019t let him take anything from his place. The dirt found on the jeans and shirt match the sample taken from his feet. It\u2019s garden-variety dirt, potting soil used by gardeners in flowerbeds. The debris were palm nuts casings,\u201d Eric informed them. \u201cThe blood matched Spe… his blood, there was no gunshot residue on the shirt. So he was shot from a distance.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnything at all, pointing to where he might have been?\u201d Horatio asked.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, just this in his pocket.\u201d Eric pulled out the picture and laid it on Horatio\u2019s desk. It matched the framed one he had been looking at earlier.<\/p>\n Alexx picked up the picture, tears falling from her eyes. \u201cAh sugar, you were left alone weren\u2019t you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s hiding, from who we don\u2019t know.\u201d Horatio leaned back in his chair. \u201cThis stays here\u2026\u201d He was interrupted by a knock on the door. \u201cCome in.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHoratio, you\u2019ve been locked in here for hours,\u201d Yelina\u2019s voice filtered into the room as she opened the door and walked in, stopping short at seeing he was in a meeting. \u201cI\u2019m sorry, didn\u2019t mean to interrupt.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s okay Yelina, just going over some cases,\u201d Horatio smiled at her. \u201cWhat can I do for you, this day?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShooting at Crystal Cove,\u201d Yelina explained. \u201cHome Invasion.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio nodded, \u201cLet\u2019s go.\u201d<\/p>\n Chapter 5 – Crime Scene<\/strong><\/p>\n Horatio pulled up to a large family home that was settled within a gated community. He could see the police canvassing the area, and questioning the residents.<\/p>\n He had sent the three members of his team ahead to the crime scene; he would catch up with them after he made a quick phone call. Horatio laughed when Speed informed him that he was still there, and was asleep until some rude person called and woke him up, then proceeded to hang up.<\/p>\n Horatio parked the Hummer, and stepped out into the bright Miami sun. He glanced around him, getting a feel for the terrain. Yelina walked down from the steps towards Horatio, she stopped a few feet away her eyes watching him closely.<\/p>\n \u201cYou look tired,\u201d She placed a hand on his arm.<\/p>\n Horatio smiled down at her, \u201cdidn\u2019t get much sleep.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWant to talk about it?\u201d She asked concern filled her voice.<\/p>\n Horatio shook his head no, and turned towards the front door. \u201cWhat happened?\u201d \u201cThat\u2019s odd,\u201d Horatio looked at Alexx who was examining the wife. \u201cAlexx what can you tell me.\u201d<\/p>\n Alexx looked at the young woman, \u201cshe didn\u2019t see it coming. The bullet is a through and through, looks like back to front. Didn\u2019t know what you were turning you back on, did you, honey.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio looked at the body, then back at the door. \u201cShe must of known the killer, or at least trusted him enough to turn her back.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cH,\u201d Eric walked up to the two detectives, sat his kit down next to him. Camera held in one hand.<\/p>\n \u201cYes, Eric.\u201d Horatio turned to the young man. He took in the tired eyes, and tense shoulders.<\/p>\n \u201cI checked the downstairs, nothing seems to be missing.\u201d Eric paused and looked at Horatio, \u201cKind of odd for a home invasion.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThank you Eric, I want you to check the perimeter.\u201d Horatio stated as he headed for the kitchen, leaving Yelina to talk to the uniformed officers.<\/p>\n \u201cSure thing, H.\u201d Eric picked up his kit and headed outside.<\/p>\n Horatio noticed a broken glass on the floor as he walked into the kitchen. \u201cCalleigh?\u201d<\/p>\n Calleigh walked into the kitchen, \u201cYes, Horatio.\u201d She gave him a bright smile, even if it didn\u2019t reach her eyes.<\/p>\n \u201cBag this and dust the counters, our killer may have gotten careless.\u201d Horatio bent over picked up a small piece examining it carefully. \u201cDid you find the bullet from the wife?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, it was lodged in the far wall, near the staircase, looks like a 9mm.\u201d She set her kit down, and began to bag the glass. \u201cNo shell casings though, killer must have picked them up.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio nodded then cocked his head to get her attention, \u201cHow are you doing?\u201d<\/p>\n She looked up, \u201ctired.\u201d<\/p>\n He stood up and looked over at Alexx, as she examined the husband. \u201cAnything with the husband?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cExcept for the fact he died halfway out of the house?\u201d Alexx looked up at Horatio. \u201cThrough and through, back to front same as the wife.\u201d She turned and looked out towards the yard. \u201cBullet could be anywhere.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHave Eric look for it, while he\u2019s out here.\u201d Horatio turned and went back into the house.<\/p>\n Yelina thanked the officer, then walked up to Horatio. \u201cNeighbors state that the couple moved in a few weeks ago.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnything unusual?\u201d Horatio asked as he headed up the stairs.<\/p>\n \u201cOne neighbor, a Mr. Sampson, stated, that he saw a few black SUV\u2019s pull up one afternoon.\u201d Yelina commented looking at the notes she wrote down. \u201cHe figured it was some mob guy.\u201d Yelina smiled over at Horatio. \u201cCould explain the home invasion.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio walked into an open room, \u201cLooks like the guest room.\u201d Yelina commented from behind him. \u201cClean, they must have a maid.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWho found the bodies?\u201d Horatio asked, as he moved about the room. He opened the closet, hangers but no clothes, blankets folded neatly at the bottom of the closet.<\/p>\n \u201dOne of the neighbors,\u201d Yelina looked out the window, a nice view of the backyard. \u201cHe was walking his dog saw the front door wide open. Called 911.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio tilted his head, he kneeled down to get a closer look. A magazine had fallen behind the nightstand. He pulled it out, and turned it over. His body tensed, \u201cYelina find Calleigh and send her up here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat did you find?\u201d Yelina asked, looking over his shoulder.<\/p>\n \u201cSomeone was in this room,\u201d Horatio turned the magazine away, as he stood up. \u201cAnd I want to find out who.\u201d<\/p>\n Yelina nodded then headed out of the room. Horatio took a deep breath and looked back at the magazine, \u2018Forensics Journal\u2019.<\/p>\n \u201cHoratio?\u201d Calleigh stepped into the room. \u201cYelina set me up, what do you got?\u201d<\/p>\n He handed her the magazine, \u201cDust the room.\u201d<\/p>\n Calleigh looked down at the magazine and gasped, \u201cOh God.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCalleigh, I need you to do something for me,\u201d Horatio looked at her. \u201cThis can\u2019t be cataloged into evidence.\u201d<\/p>\n She nodded her head quietly. \u201cEric wanted me to tell you, that it might take him a while to find the bullet.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t think he\u2019ll find it,\u201d Horatio headed for the door. \u201cI think we already have it.\u201d<\/p>\n Calleigh took a deep breath and began processing the room. Horatio stepped out of the room, to find Yelina down the hall. \u201cWhat is it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDoes this look like the room of a loving couple?\u201d Yelina motioned around the room. Horatio walked around the bed, into the bathroom, woman\u2019s toiletries, a woman\u2019s robe, woman\u2019s clothes.<\/p>\n \u201cLooks like our loving couple, were having some marriage problems.\u201d Horatio commented as he looked down at the vanity. \u201cHer jewelry is still here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDo you think this was more than a home invasion?\u201d Yelina asked. She looked around the room. \u201cThe husband is running out the backdoor. Nothing is missing. Something is off here, Horatio.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLet\u2019s see if we can find out which room the husband stayed in.\u201d Horatio stepped into the hallway. The master bedroom was at the end of the hall. The guest room was in the middle of the hallway; there was a third bedroom was across the way from the guest room, but closer to the stairs. He opened the door and stepped into the room.<\/p>\n \u201cWell we now know where the husband was staying,\u201d Yelina commented as she looked around the room. \u201cI\u2019ll ask around, see if there were problems in the marriage.\u201d<\/p>\n Yelina turned and headed down the stairs. Horatio turned around to see Calleigh looking back at him from the guest bedroom. Their eyes communicated what they couldn\u2019t say; they had found their crime scene. They turned to see Eric run up the stairs, his eyes serious.<\/p>\n \u201cThe whole backyard has been recently landscaped. New flowerbeds with fresh soil are in the back; behind the fence is a wooded area, which opens up to a park.\u201d Eric informed them. \u201cPlus I found this, he held up an evidence bag with a gun in it. My guess it\u2019s the husbands.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnything else?\u201d Horatio asked, following the charade they now had to play.<\/p>\n \u201cThe guest room is clean, too clean. No prints, no hairs, not even one little dust bunny.\u201d Calleigh smiled, or at least tried to.<\/p>\n \u201cSeems are lovely couple were living in separate rooms, and that they had a guest staying with them.\u201d Horatio headed down stairs, his two CSI\u2019s following him. \u201cWe need to find out who the guest was.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll run the prints I found in the kitchen,\u201d Calleigh stated, as she turned and headed for the Hummer.<\/p>\n \u201cI took a mold of the footprint,\u201d Eric informed Horatio. \u201cI\u2019ll dust the gun when I get back to the lab, and run it\u2019s registration.\u201d He followed Calleigh out.<\/p>\n \u201cYelina, check into their financial records. Find out if there were any situations on the job. Office gossip will tell us, if something was going on inside this house.\u201d Horatio slipped on his sunglasses and walked outside.<\/p>\n ***<\/p>\n Calleigh pulled the bullet they had removed from Speed\u2019s shoulder out of the envelope, Horatio had handed her. She took a closer look, by placing it under the magnify glass. Blood specs were on the bullet. She took a sample from each side of the bullet, and set them aside for DNA, then began to compare the bullet found at the scene with the one from Speed.<\/p>\n She walked into the fingerprints lab over an hour later, to see Delko running fingerprints through AFIS. \u201cHow\u2019s it going?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell one fingerprint found a match,\u201d Eric smiled, eyebrow raised. \u201cOne guess who it was?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cRunning his print didn\u2019t send out an alert?\u201d She was a bit surprised.<\/p>\n \u201cI check it through the department database,\u201d Erick smiled.<\/p>\n \u201cI like how your devious mind works,\u201d Calleigh grinned at him.<\/p>\n \u201cThank you, I learned from the best,\u201d Eric laughed, getting rid of some of the tension.<\/p>\n She smiled back, \u201cWe found a forensics magazine in the spare room.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou know for sure it\u2019s his?\u201d Eric asked, as he leaned back in the chair.<\/p>\n \u201cIt had a mailing label on it,\u201d Calleigh sat down across from him.<\/p>\n \u201cWhere\u2019s the magazine now?\u201d Eric asked, concerned that someone would find out.<\/p>\n \u201cAt the bottom of my kit.\u201d Calleigh smiled, \u201cNever thought I would withhold evidence.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, well, we’re withholding a lot of evidence.\u201d Eric grumbled. \u201cGod, I\u2019m tired, yet\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWired, can’t sleep and itching for the shift to end so we can go see Horatio?\u201d Calleigh finished for him.<\/p>\n He nodded as he glanced over at the computer. \u201cBallistics?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSame gun, I swabbed the first bullet.\u201d Calleigh yawned, \u201cBut when I walked up to DNA I realized Laura had gone home, so I kept walking.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHey,\u201d Horatio walked into the lab. \u201cHow are you two holding up?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHolding,\u201d Eric sighed. \u201cHow far are we taking this home invasion?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUntil, evidence says it\u2019s not.\u201d Horatio turned and looked out towards the lab. \u201cYelina is talking to Mr. Brown\u2019s employer as we speak.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThey have to realize\u2026\u201d Calleigh stopped mid-sentence.<\/p>\n \u201cWe need to talk to our one witness,\u201d Eric commented, as he tried to hide a yawn.<\/p>\n \u201cLook, you two go home,\u201d He held up his hand to stop the protest. \u201cGet some rest, and meet me at my place around seven. One of you bring some take-out. I\u2019ve got a feeling it will be a long night.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure thing, H.\u201d Eric stood up, and headed out the door. \u201cOne question?\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio turned towards Eric, \u201cwhat?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDo you have enough alcohol to get us through the night. I think we might need it.\u201d Eric commented as he opened the door.<\/p>\n \u201cPlenty,\u201d Horatio smiled. \u201cI\u2019ll keep you posted.\u201d<\/p>\n Yelina found Horatio at the front desk, talking on his cell. \u201cI\u2019ll be home in a few,\u201d Horatio turned to see Yelina standing behind him eyebrow raised, a small smile on her face. \u201cI\u2019ve got to go.\u201d He snapped the phone shut and smiled at Yelina.<\/p>\n \u201cAnything you want to tell me?\u201d Yelina asked, grinning.<\/p>\n \u201cMaybe later,\u201d Horatio cocked his head to the side a small smile on his face. \u201cWhat do you have for me?\u201d He asked as he walked over to the elevator, hitting the call button.<\/p>\n \u201cInconstancies,\u201d She sighed. \u201cI feel like I\u2019m running in circles. I talked to the employer but Mr. Brown only worked there for a few weeks. They only moved in a few weeks ago. And I can\u2019t seem to find a previous address. I\u2019m beginning to think that Mr. Sampson was on to something about the mob.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cKeep digging, nothing can stay hidden, even if you bury it.\u201d Horatio grinned, as he slipped on his glasses and stepped into the elevator. He had a witness to talk to.<\/p>\n Chapter 6 – The Witness<\/strong><\/p>\n Speed gingerly walked down the stairs, and into the kitchen. He wanted to get something to eat, before taking the meds Alexx had left behind, last thing he needed was to be disoriented and weak. He opened the fridge, and closed it. \u201cI see our industrious leader, doesn\u2019t like to grocery shop.\u201d He commented out loud to the empty house. He glanced up at the clock; it was now one in the afternoon, he had been asleep for seven hours.<\/p>\n He was beyond amazed how a simple twenty-four hours could change someone\u2019s life. He had been getting sick of it, actually. He started rummaging through the pantry when he heard a key in the door. He panicked and pulled the gun out from behind his back. He aimed it at the door, and took deep breaths. His shoulder was beginning to hurt from the strain.<\/p>\n The door opened, Alexx stepped into the entryway to the sight of Speed holding a weapon on her. \u201cTim, you should be resting.\u201d<\/p>\n Speed smiled at her, relaxing his arm. \u201cI was hungry.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLet me fix you something,\u201d She closed the door, turned off the alarm and locked it.<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t bother, Horatio either doesn\u2019t believe in a grocery store, or he had Delko here recently and he ate everything.\u201d Speed set the gun on the counter, leaning up against it to catch his breath.<\/p>\n Alexx rubbed a soothing had along his back, \u201cHe probably hasn\u2019t stocked up since the memorial service.\u201d<\/p>\n Speed slumped into the counter, \u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShhh, it\u2019s not your fault.\u201d Alexx pulled him up and led him to the couch. She sat the two of them down, laying his head into her lap. She stroked his hair, \u201cThere\u2019s nothing to be sorry for.\u201d<\/p>\n Speed closed his eyes, letting the caress ease his tension. \u201cIsn\u2019t there? I died, leaving you all to pick up the pieces.\u201d Speed turned so he could look up at her, \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDid you want to go?\u201d Alexx smiled down at him.<\/p>\n \u201cNo,\u201d his closed his eyes, but the tears still fell. \u201cThis is my home.\u201d<\/p>\n Alexx wiped away the tears, \u201cAnd now your back home where you belong.\u201d She placed her fingers on his lips, \u201cAnd don\u2019t you fret, Horatio takes good care of his family.\u201d<\/p>\n Speed sat up, and pulled her into a hug, \u201cI\u2019ve missed you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, honey, I\u2019ve missed you, too.\u201d Alexx wiped the tears from her eyes, \u201cNow lets get you something to eat. By the way, you were holding out on me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d Speed asked as he stood up.<\/p>\n \u201cGourmet pans, cookbooks, Speed honey, when were you planning on cooking for me?\u201d She asked, hands on her hips.<\/p>\n He smiled, \u201cIt\u2019s a hobby, helps me relax.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell then, let\u2019s see if we can whip something up.\u201d Alexx started rummaging through the kitchen, Speed leaned up against the counter and watched a small smile on his face. \u201cI give up, there\u2019s nothing here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTold you,\u201d Speed smiled at her, frustrated expression. \u201cTake out?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I don\u2019t want any delivery boy of any type even thinking he might have seen you.\u201d Alexx sighed as she picked up her purse. \u201cI\u2019ll go to the store and pick up some groceries. Horatio\u2019s been running himself ragged these weeks.\u201d She paused, and looked at Speed\u2019s clouded expression. \u201cHoney, don\u2019t get on a guilt trip. I want you to go back up those stairs and rest till I get back.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, mom.\u201d Speed headed for the stairs, \u201cThank you.\u201d<\/p>\n Alexx caressed his face and smiled, \u201cGet some rest.\u201d<\/p>\n Alexx returned an hour later. She set the groceries down on the counter, and started putting them away, when she heard a sound coming from upstairs. She stood still and listened, she tensed when she heard it again. She pulled her gun out of her purse, and quietly climbed the stairs. She swallowed nervously and took a deep breath. She turned the corner into the bedroom, gun raised. Her eyes swept the room, no sign of Speed. Fighting the panic down she walked towards the bathroom.<\/p>\n The door opened, \u201cMiami-Dade PD!\u201d<\/p>\n The door jerked, followed by a muffled groan, \u201cAlexx?\u201d<\/p>\n Alexx sighed with relief letting the gun drop to her side, \u201cSpeed, what are you doing?\u201d<\/p>\n He opened the door; he stood in the doorway wearing nothing but a towel. \u201cTaking a shower.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTimothy Speedle, you probably got water into your wound.\u201d Alexx set the gun on the dresser, and stalked over to the bathroom. \u201cLet me see.\u201d<\/p>\n He leaned up against the bathroom counter, \u201cI was careful.\u201d<\/p>\n She gave him a sideways glance, \u201cYou should have waited till I got back.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSorry, I couldn\u2019t sleep,\u201d Speed\u2019s voice was soft.<\/p>\n \u201cNightmares?\u201d She asked as she bandaged the wound.<\/p>\n \u201cYeah,\u201d Speed gave her a sad smile. \u201cYou finished, cause I\u2019m cold.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure, honey, let\u2019s see if Horatio has something more than suits in his closet.\u201d Alexx grinned, \u201cThough if I do say the view is nice.\u201d<\/p>\n Speed blushed, \u201cYou just want an excuse to go through his closet.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo very true,\u201d She responded, as she opened the closet doors.<\/p>\n Speed looked over her shoulder towards the closet, \u201cWell it\u2019s organized.\u201d<\/p>\n Alexx looked over her shoulder grinning. \u201cYou do realize we have blackmail material for life.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh yeah,\u201d Speed grinned back. \u201cGod, it\u2019s good to be home.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd we plan to keep it that way,\u201d Alexx assured him. She walked into the closet searching for suitable clothing. Emerging a few minutes later, she had a pair of jeans and button down shirt. \u201cHow\u2019s this?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShould be fine,\u201d He grabbed the clothes and went into the bathroom.<\/p>\n \u201cSpeed, I\u2019ll be downstairs, putting the groceries away.\u201d Alexx called out as she head down stairs. She was about finished when Speed joined her. \u201cWhy don\u2019t you rest a bit, I\u2019ll fix us something.\u201d<\/p>\n Speed sat down on the couch, head resting on the back. \u201cSo when is everyone showing up?\u201d \u201cWhere?\u201d Speed asked, voiced tired.<\/p>\n \u201cCrystal Cove,\u201d Alexx placed a plate on the coffee table.<\/p>\n \u201cIt wasn\u2019t a home invasion,\u201d Speed picked up the sandwich, and took a bite. Alexx took a seat across from him in one of the lounge chairs. \u201cI take it they pulled the evidence?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah,\u201d Alexx just watched Speed eat.<\/p>\n \u201cHow pissed are they?\u201d Speed finished off half the sandwich.<\/p>\n \u201cAt you or the situation?\u201d Alexx asked her eyes catching his.<\/p>\n Speed took a couple sips of water and leaned back into the couch, \u201cboth?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t think they are going to let you out of their sights for awhile,\u201d Alexx smiled at him. \u201cLay down and rest.\u201d<\/p>\n Speed shifted and lay out on the couch; Alexx grabbed a blanket and covered him. He gave a soft sigh as his eyes closed.<\/p>\n Alexx grabbed her phone, before it woke Speed up. He had been sleeping soundly for the past hour, and she wanted to keep it that way.<\/p>\n \u201cWoods.\u201d Alexx stepped out of the room. \u201cHoratio how is everything? He\u2019s asleep\u2026I caught him in the kitchen when I got here. I stocked your fridge\u2026hope you don\u2019t mind but he borrowed some clothes\u2026See you soon.\u201d She stepped back into the living room; Speed was still asleep on the couch.<\/p>\n ***<\/p>\n Horatio walked into the quiet townhouse. He locked the door behind him, and then proceeded into the living room. Alexx saw him, and signaled him to be quiet. He looked over the couch to see a sleeping Speed. He nodded then headed upstairs to take a quick shower and change.<\/p>\n Changing into a pair of jeans, and sweater he headed back down stairs. He found Alexx in the kitchen fixing some coffee, \u201cHow long has he been a sleep?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cA little over an hour,\u201d Alexx leaned up against the counter.<\/p>\n \u201cHas he said anything?\u201d Horatio looked over towards the living room.<\/p>\n \u201cNo,\u201d Alexx followed his gaze. \u201cHe\u2019s probably waiting to tell the story once.\u201d Alexx looked back at Horatio, \u201cHow did we miss this?\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio tore his eyes away from the sleeping form, \u201cHe hid well. Remember that case a few years back?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe young woman shot by the pool, she was in witness protection,\u201d Alexx looked thoughtful. \u201cDidn\u2019t we loose the suspect?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, they pulled him to testify against a hitman,\u201d Horatio eyes flashed. He hated loosing suspects, and not giving the victims closure. \u201cSpeed didn\u2019t flinch, at anything. He just did his job.\u201d<\/p>\n Alexx nodded, \u201cDo you think he knew the agents?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I didn\u2019t,\u201d Speed\u2019s voice startled them. He smiled at them from the couch, \u201cI woke when Horatio came down the stairs. There are different procedures when guarding a witness. There\u2019s twenty-four hour surveillance when a witness is going to testify, but when they are relocated afterwards to live out their life they are virtually left alone. The witness reports in once a month to an assigned Marshal. If there is a problem, then the witness will get re-assigned protection, and then a decision will be made if the witness will be removed to another location.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDoes the witness have any control?\u201d Alexx asked curious.<\/p>\n Speed gave a short bitter laugh,\u201d No.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio\u2019s response was interrupted by a knock on the door. Speed froze on the couch, eyes searching for a way out. \u201cSpeed, calm down its just Eric and Calleigh.\u201d<\/p>\n Speed stood up from the couch, still looked very much like a scared rabbit. \u201cActually H, I\u2019m more scared of Calleigh than of any hitman.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio couldn\u2019t help but laugh, \u201cI know what you mean.\u201d Horatio stepped up to the door, gun pulled as a precaution. He cracked the door open, to see the smiling face of Calleigh. Eric stood behind her, a bag of take-out in his hands. He opened the door and let the two CSI\u2019s into the house.<\/p>\n Calleigh turned the corner into the living and stopped short. She was, yet wasn\u2019t prepared to see a standing Timothy Speedle in the living room. He gave her a hesitant smile; tears welled up in her eyes. She was across the room and in his arms, before he could say \u2018hi\u2019. He buried his head into her neck and hair, pulling her close. He looked up to see Eric watching him intently. He pulled back from Calleigh, and took a step towards Eric. Eric gave a small laugh of joy and met him half way and pulled him into a tight hug.<\/p>\n He pulled back when he heard Speed grunt in pain, \u201cSorry, man.\u201d<\/p>\n Speed just smiled, blinking the tears away, \u201cIts okay.\u201d<\/p>\n Calleigh pushed him down into the couch, \u201cYou need to rest.\u201d She then wiped her tears away. \u201cGod, look at me, I\u2019m ruining my make up.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re a sight for sore eyes,\u201d Speed looked up at her.<\/p>\n \u201cDamn it, Tim, don\u2019t make me cry even more.\u201d Calleigh sniffed as she sat down next to him, he put his arm around her and pulled her close. \u201cAnd if you ever pull this again\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe will personally hunt you down,\u201d Eric finished for her.<\/p>\n \u201cLook Horatio, our kids are home.\u201d Alexx grinned up at the redhead, tears in her eyes.<\/p>\n Horatio smiled at the three CSI\u2019s, \u201cYes they are.\u201d<\/p>\n ***<\/p>\n Alexx cleared the last of the take-out, while Calleigh fixed some coffee. She rummaged through the cupboards to find some Baileys Cream. \u201cWe\u2019ll probably need it,\u201d She muttered to Alexx who nodded appreciatively.<\/p>\n Calleigh set a cup down in front of Speed, who was staring intently at the floor. She sat next to him, rubbing his back soothingly. \u201cTim?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI just realized I\u2019ve been hiding for ten years.\u201d Speed looked over at her, he took the cup of coffee and sat back on the couch. He was sandwiched between Calleigh and Eric, while Alexx and Horatio took the two high back chairs directly across from the couch.<\/p>\n \u201cWhy don\u2019t you start at the beginning?\u201d Horatio suggested, taking his own cup from Alexx.<\/p>\n Speed sighed as he fiddled with the cup. \u201cI try not to think about it, sometimes I actually forget I had a life before Timothy Speedle.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat is your birth name?\u201d Eric asked. It was hard to imagine Speed with a different name.<\/p>\n He grinned and gave a short laugh, \u201cYou won\u2019t believe me.\u201d He glanced over at Eric.<\/p>\n \u201cIt can\u2019t be that bad,\u201d Eric smiled encouragingly.<\/p>\n \u201cJoshua O\u2019Malley.\u201d Speed watched Eric\u2019s face expression in fascination. \u201cTold you.\u201d<\/p>\n Eric\u2019s mouth dropped, eyes wide, \u201cJoshua O\u2019Malley?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYep, Irish born from New Jersey,\u201d Speed let his slight accent out.<\/p>\n Calleigh looked at him stunned, she had always tried to place his accent. He stated he was from Syracuse, but it wasn\u2019t quiet right. \u201cIrish?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMy father is Irish, straight off the boat. His parents came here when he was five.\u201d Speed sat back, it was nice talking about his family. \u201cMy mother is Italian. She told me once I was named Joshua, because the moment my grandfather saw me, I broke through all of his walls.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNew Jersey?\u201d Alexx asked, amazed at the revelation.<\/p>\n \u201cParamus, New Jersey. My father owned a Irish Pub, mom took care of us kids.\u201d Speed took a sip of his coffee, appreciating the bailey\u2019s cr\u00e8me.<\/p>\n \u201cSiblings?\u201d Horatio asked, already seeing some similarities in Speed\u2019s background.<\/p>\n \u201cTwo sisters, older.\u201d He glanced at Eric, \u201cThat\u2019s why I completely understood your mutterings about being the baby.\u201d<\/p>\n Eric grinned, \u201cI hate it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo did I,\u201d Speed gave a sad smile. Eric\u2019s grin faded, \u201cHey don\u2019t feel guilty. Yeah, I left my family behind, but I gained one here.\u201d Speed tried to reassure his friend.<\/p>\n \u201cSo when they made your background, they kept some similarities,\u201d Horatio pulled them back to the subject at hand.<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, Timothy Speedle has a father who owns a chain of restaurants, his mother a social worker, and a young brother. Its easy to slip, so if asked if I have siblings and I said yes without thinking, I could talk about my \u2018younger brother\u2019.\u201d Speed explained.<\/p>\n \u201cDo you miss them?\u201d Calleigh asked, \u201cI mean never getting to see them again.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, I do, but after ten years, it was easy to forget Joshua O\u2019Malley existed. That is until US Marshals show up at your door.\u201d Speed\u2019s voice became low and bitter.<\/p>\n Alexx set her cup down on the coffee table, \u201cWhat about your friend?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDanny,\u201d Speed gave a sad smile. \u201cHe\u2019s the reason I\u2019m here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe one that died in the snowmobile accident?\u201d Calleigh watched Speed closely.<\/p>\n \u201cHe didn\u2019t die in a snowmobile accident,\u201d Speed voice dropped, becoming monotone. \u201cHe was executed, shot in the back of the head in front of my eyes.\u201d<\/p>\n Chapter 7 – Lost<\/strong><\/p>\n The living room was quiet, each of them taking in what Speed had just said. \u201cSpeed, start from the beginning.\u201d Horatio\u2019s soft voice filtered into the quietness.<\/p>\n Speed took a deep breath, \u201cDanny and I were friends from birth. We did everything together, so it wasn\u2019t a surprise that we enrolled in the same college, and followed the same career paths. We were going to be doctors,\u201d He smiled at Alexx.<\/p>\n \u201cMakes sense, considering your observations in the autopsy room, pre-med?\u201d Alexx responded her expression reflective.<\/p>\n \u201cPre-med, minor in chemistry,\u201d Speed nodded as he continued. \u201cWe attend NYU, living in New York, young and very stupid. We had just finished finals, and were getting ready to go back to New Jersey the next day. So we went out looking for a good time. What we found was something else entirely.\u201d<\/p>\n ~Flashback~<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n \u201cCome on Josh, this pub looks promising.\u201d Danny smiled at his reluctant friend.<\/p>\n \u201cWe have to leave at seven in the morning,\u201d Josh exclaimed, as he was dragged into the Irish pub. It was fairly deserted, as far as Josh could tell they were the only customers. The bartender looked them over then went back to cleaning the glasses.<\/p>\n \u201cYou can drive, I\u2019m having some Ale,\u201d he walked up to the bar and ordered two pints. He grabbed both of the drinks and found a back table. \u201cDrink up, another year closer to graduating.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, and then we have med school, residency in some county hospital, and if we are lucky in ten years we will have our own practice.\u201d Josh took a sip of his drink sitting back into the booth.<\/p>\n \u201cMr. Gloomy,\u201d Danny grinned downing the rest of his drink. \u201cBut it\u2019s an adventure.\u201d<\/p>\n Josh smiled, \u201cEverything is an adventure with you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s why you like me,\u201d Danny pointed out.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, our parents placed us in the same crib and I\u2019ve been stuck with you since.\u201d Josh smirked back.<\/p>\n \u201cYou love me,\u201d Danny leaned against the table grinning. \u201cLife would be boring without me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s true,\u201d Josh drank down more of his drink. He set the glass down eyes focused on the front of the pub.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat is it?\u201d Danny leaned sideways towards the door.<\/p>\n \u201cSomething\u2019s not right,\u201d Josh focused on the older man that had walked into the pub.<\/p>\n The man took a seat at the edge of the bar close to the door. He looked around the pub as if checking to see if he was alone. Josh reached across the table and pulled Danny father into the booth, into the shadows, but giving them a clear view of the front.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d Danny whispered as he looked over at his friend concerned.<\/p>\n \u201cIf he\u2019s robbing the place I don\u2019t want him to know we\u2019re here,\u201d Josh glared at his friend.<\/p>\n \u201cI doubt he\u2019s robbing the place, looks more like he\u2019s waiting for someone.\u201d Danny pointed out.<\/p>\n The door opened again and a young man dressed in a nice suit, walked in, flanked by two other men. The young man looked around the pub in disgust; his eyes focused on the back, but then turned to the older man. The two other men took different positions one blocked the door, the second stood next to the bar, the older man was sitting in the middle. The bartender asked if they wanted anything, they shook their heads then focused on the older man.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat do you want?\u201d The old man spat out, his Irish accent thick.<\/p>\n \u201cWe had a deal,\u201d The young man spoke softly.<\/p>\n The older man laughed and spat at the young ones feet, \u201cI don\u2019t make deals with the likes of you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s simple, pops.\u201d The young man jabbed his finger into the old man\u2019s chest. \u201cYou take the cash, and keep your mouth shut.\u201d<\/p>\n The old man stood up, a snarl on his face. \u201cLet me tell you something, kid. I\u2019ve been a cop for thirty years and never once took a bribe from scum like you. So get out of my face.\u201d<\/p>\n The young man shrugged, reached into his coat and pulled a gun. One shot in between the eyes, he quickly turned and shot the bartender. Josh slammed his hand across Danny\u2019s mouth keeping him quiet.<\/p>\n The younger man put the gun back into his coat. He looked around the bar, searching. Josh and Danny held still every muscle tense. His eyes scanned the room one more time; he shrugged and motioned to the two other men, \u201cLet\u2019s go.\u201d<\/p>\n ~Present~<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n \u201cOh God,\u201d Calleigh gasped hand over her mouth.<\/p>\n \u201cLooking back sometimes I wonder if I was meant to be a CSI,\u201d Speed reflected, lost in his memories.<\/p>\n Horatio looked over at him, \u201cWhy do you say that?\u201d<\/p>\n ~Flashback~<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n Josh couldn\u2019t keep his eyes off the dead cop, lying in a pool of blood. He swallowed and looked over at Danny.<\/p>\n \u201cWe got to get out of here, Josh.\u201d Danny moved towards the edge of the booth.<\/p>\n Josh grabbed him, stopping him, \u201cWe can\u2019t. We have to report this.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cFine we will report it anonymously.\u201d Danny got out of the booth and headed for the door.<\/p>\n \u201cIt doesn\u2019t work that way. They will be able to track us down,\u201d Josh stepped out of the booth once again grabbing Josh.<\/p>\n \u201cHow?\u201d Danny turned on him.<\/p>\n \u201cFor starters our fingerprints on the glasses, table, door. And if you how do you expect to get to the door without tracking through the blood?\u201d Josh pointed out. He pushed Danny back into the seat, \u201cStay here, I\u2019m calling the cops.\u201d Josh left a shaking Danny and called the police from the back room.<\/p>\n The cops showed up ten minutes later, followed closely by the crime scene unit. Josh stood next to the booth Danny was sitting in. It was hard to imagine that just thirty minutes before, they didn\u2019t have a care in the world.<\/p>\n \u201cSon?\u201d An older man walked up to him, \u201cI\u2019m detective Briscoe, I have a few questions.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure,\u201d Josh nodded, but kept his eyes on the criminalists, watching them work. \u201cWhat do you need to know?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cName for starters,\u201d Briscoe pulled out his notebook.<\/p>\n \u201cJoshua O\u2019Malley, I\u2019m a student at NYU.\u201d He informed the detective, \u201cWhat are they doing?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCollecting evidence,\u201d Briscoe looked back, giving a quick shrug, answered. \u201cWhat were you doing here?\u201d<\/p>\n Josh turned his attention back onto the detective; \u201cWe just finished finals so we were celebrating.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow old are you?\u201d He asked watching Josh intently.<\/p>\n Josh looked over at Danny talking with another cop and sighed, \u201cTwenty.\u201d<\/p>\n Briscoe eyebrow rose at the answer, \u201cUnderage and in a bar.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe weren\u2019t drunk. We just had a few pints of Ale to celebrate.\u201d Josh rubbed his face with his hands, \u201cIt doesn\u2019t change what we saw.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy this place?\u201d Briscoe gestured around with his hands.<\/p>\n \u201cIt was old and looked like the one my dad owns, back home.\u201d Josh looked around the pub. \u201cA place that doesn\u2019t ask too many questions.\u201d<\/p>\n Briscoe smiled, then asked. \u201cHome is where?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNew Jersey, we\u2019re supposed to go home tomorrow.\u201d Josh rubbed his tired eyes, \u201cI don\u2019t think that\u2019s going to happen is it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe will need to stay in touch with you,\u201d Briscoe nodded. \u201cWhat did you see?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe cop came in and sat at the bar. Soon followed by a young man flanked by two guards I guess. They argued, and then the younger one pulled a gun and shot the cop and the bartender.\u201d Josh gestured with his hands what happened.<\/p>\n \u201cHow did you know he was a cop?\u201d Briscoe asked his tone changing.<\/p>\n \u201cHe said he was, and I quote \u2018I\u2019ve been a cop for thirty years and never once took a bribe from scum like you.\u2019\u201d Josh slight Irish accent became more distinct.<\/p>\n \u201cYou heard and saw the whole thing?\u201d Briscoe confirmed.<\/p>\n Josh nodded, \u201call of it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCould you identify the shooter?\u201d He watched as they carried the cop out on a stretcher.<\/p>\n Josh\u2019s eyes followed the stretcher, and then turned back to the detective, \u201cyes.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJosh, how do we get in contact with you?\u201d Briscoe asked putting his notebook away.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m staying with my parents until I go back to school in the fall.\u201d Josh gave the detective his home address and number. \u201cCan we go?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, we will be in touch.\u201d The detective walked out with his partner. A uniformed police officer escorted the two boys back to their dorm.<\/p>\n ~Present~<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n \u201cTwenty?\u201d Alexx mouth dropped, \u201cYou weren\u2019t old enough to be out cruising pubs let alone dealing with a murder.\u201d<\/p>\n He gave a slight grin to Alexx, \u201cI was raised in Irish Pub; I had been drinking Ale and Guinness since I was ten.\u201d He dropped his head down and studied the carpet under his feet. \u201cDanny and I were just looking to relax a bit, have a pint maybe two then head back to the dorms and go home in the morning. We picked the wrong place and definitely the wrong time.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat happened afterwards?\u201d Eric asked, \u201cI\u2019m assuming they contacted you in Jersey.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, our parents didn\u2019t want us to get involved. But we felt it was our duty as citizens to help them put away the criminals.\u201d Speed explained, a frown on his face. \u201cWe went back to New York a week later, for a line up. We had no idea, what was in store for us.\u201d<\/p>\n ~Flashback~<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n \u201cOkay, Josh I want you to take your time,\u201d Detective Briscoe informed him, gave him an encouraging smile. \u201cTell me if you recognize any of these men, take a good look.\u201d<\/p>\n Josh stepped up to the glass, looking at each of the men carefully. \u201cNumber four, he\u2019s the shooter.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201dAre you sure,\u201d Briscoe\u2019s tone alerted Josh.<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, number four. Is there a problem?\u201d Josh asked, concerned at Briscoe\u2019s expression.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, son, there is not.\u201d He looked up at the older man that was in the room. \u201cYou did good.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCan I go?\u201d Josh asked, eyeing the two men. \u201cMy parents are outside.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure, but stay at the precinct we have some follow up questions.\u201d The older man smiled at him.<\/p>\n Josh shrugged and headed out the door. He sat next to his parents, his eyes wandered the room; he felt like someone was staring at him. A sudden movement to his right caught his attention. When he looked and came within eye contact of a man he recognized. He looked back at his parents and gave them an encouraging smile. He patted his mom on her knee, and then stood up and walked over to one of the police officers. \u201cSir, that man over there in the gray suit,\u201d The officer looked over catching the man looking at them. \u201cHe was one of the other men at the shooting at the Pub, on Sixth Street.\u201d<\/p>\n The officer motioned to another; the man in the gray suit caught on and took off, uniformed officers right behind him. Briscoe came out of the room when he heard all the commotion to find out what was going on. He talked to the uniformed officer his eyes went hard. He yelled at the officers and ordered two uniformed officers to watch the O\u2019Malley\u2019s. Josh stayed by his parents, a sudden sense of dread filling his stomach.<\/p>\n They were escorted to the courthouse and ushered into one of the upper offices where they joined Danny and his parents. Josh sat next Danny, worried looks on each of their faces. They leaned closer to the door trying to hear what the detective was saying to an older gentlemen they both had encountered at the line-up.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat do you mean his bodyguard saw them?\u201d The older man agitated voice rose.<\/p>\n \u201cThe O\u2019Malley kid alerted the police to his presence,\u201d The cop explained. \u201cBy then it was too late.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNow they know we have witnesses.\u201d The older man exclaimed. The door opened, startling the occupants in the room. \u201cI\u2019m sorry, I\u2019m late.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s okay,\u201d Mrs. O\u2019Malley smiled at him. \u201cI\u2019m Maria O\u2019Malley, this is my husband Liam, our friends Sean and Lisa Nelson.\u201d She pointed at Danny\u2019s parents sitting on the opposite side of the table. \u201cWhat is going on? Is my son in trouble?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, Mrs. O\u2019Malley in fact I\u2019m hoping both your sons will help me.\u201d He smiled at the parents then locked eyes with Josh and Danny. \u201cI\u2019m Jack McCoy, Executive Assistant District Attorney.\u201d<\/p>\n Josh nodded, \u201cHow can we help you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI need you to testify.\u201d McCoy explained hands folded on his desk. \u201cYou unknowingly just gave us a major break against the Carmel Family.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe crime family?\u201d Josh asked, fear entered his eyes.<\/p>\n \u201cThe man you ID\u2019d was Louis Carmel, nephew of Anthony Carmel.\u201d McCoy informed them, watching the two boys.<\/p>\n \u201cAnd you want us to testify?\u201d Danny asked he looked over at Josh.<\/p>\n \u201cNo way!\u201d Sean Nelson stood up. \u201cMy son is not testifying against the Carmel\u2019s.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSir, sit down.\u201d McCoy snapped at the man. \u201cFirst off, your boy is an adult and can make his own decisions. Second, this is our one shot to break this family. We\u2019ve been after them for years. I can\u2019t let this opportunity slip by; I have a duty to the citizens of New York to shut down the Carmel Family. If your boys testify they will be protected.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd after the trial?\u201d Liam O\u2019Malley yelled. \u201cSend them away from their family, to hide.\u201d<\/p>\n Josh sat straight in his chair, expression blank. Danny watched as both set of parents argued with the DA. He looked over at Josh, who looked back at him. \u201cWe\u2019ll do it,\u201d Danny stated. He looked over at everyone. \u201cI can\u2019t let someone get away with murder because I\u2019m scared.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re doing the right thing, son.\u201d McCoy picked up the phone and called the US Marshals office. \u201cWhen you leave here you will be escorted to a safe house, for your protection there will be no contact with the outside world.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat about our families?\u201d Danny asked as he looked over at his parents. \u201cMom, please don\u2019t cry.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDaniel, you are not obligated\u2026\u201d She sniffled trying to control her emotions.<\/p>\n \u201cActually we are,\u201d Danny interrupted her. \u201cHow can I sit here and let some guy get away with killing a cop and an innocent bystander. You both raised me to be conscious of my community.\u201d<\/p>\n He glanced over at Josh, who nodded but stayed quiet. His eyes were focused on the floor; he didn\u2019t want to look into the sad eyes of his mother.<\/p>\n \u201cJosh?\u201d Liam O\u2019Malley looked over at his son.<\/p>\n He heard his father call him; he lifted his head up and locked eyes with him. \u201cWhat do you want me to say?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou don\u2019t have to testify,\u201d He tried to reason with his son.<\/p>\n \u201cOur life is already in danger, dad. They know there are witnesses. What\u2019s stopping them from killing us, even if we don\u2019t testify? At least we can put one scumbag behind bars. He\u2019s a cop killer, dad. He killed an Irish cop. I can\u2019t let that go. I don\u2019t want to open the newspaper and see that this guy killed someone else. I\u2019m sorry we were in that pub, but I have to testify.\u201d Josh finished his small speech, and stared at the stunned expressions.<\/p>\n \u201cMr. McCoy if anything happens to my boy, I\u2019ll personally hold you responsible!\u201d Liam O\u2019Malley glared at the district attorney.<\/p>\n \u201cWe will do everything in our power to protect him, both of them.\u201d McCoy looked at the two boys, \u201cYou\u2019re doing the right thing.\u201d<\/p>\n ~Present~<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n \u201cThat was the last time I saw my parents,\u201d Speed leaned back resting his head on the couch.<\/p>\n \u201cAre they still alive?\u201d Alexx asked from the kitchen, as she fixed another cup of coffee for everyone<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, living in Boston. My Marshal keeps me informed.\u201d Speed chocked with emotion.<\/p>\n \u201cSo they took you directly into the witness program?\u201d Horatio asked, sitting forward in his chair.<\/p>\n ~Flashback~<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n \u201cThat went well,\u201d Danny muttered as they walked out of the back of the courthouse to the waiting SUV.<\/p>\n \u201cDid you not like his attorney? I mean now you say you saw him pull a gun, are you sure it was a gun?\u201d Josh mocked the Carmel\u2019s attorney. \u201cGod this is just the grand jury. I\u2019m dreading the trial.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAt least he\u2019s not there,\u201d Danny watched the scenery go by.<\/p>\n \u201cThough the two goons in the hallway were enough to worry me,\u201d Josh sagged in his seat. \u201cFacing him in court isn\u2019t going to be easy.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDo you regret doing this?\u201d Danny looked over at him.<\/p>\n \u201cI regret walking into that pub,\u201d Josh shrugged. \u201cBut, testifying\u2026I don\u2019t know yes, no. This wasn\u2019t what I had planned to do with my life. I mean after this is over and they hide us in Kansas somewhere, can I still finish med school? Never see our family? Never see each other? There are just a lot of unknowns.\u201d He turned and looked out the window. Studying his reflection as it stared back at him.<\/p>\n Josh was in the kitchen fixing a sandwich when he heard the front door open and close. He glanced at the clock; it wasn\u2019t the normal time for the guard rotation. He set the sandwich down and headed for the living room.<\/p>\n \u201cDanny?\u201d He stepped into the living room and stopped short.<\/p>\n Josh stood stunned; an older man had a gun raised to the back of Danny\u2019s head. The same two guards he saw at the pub were behind him. Danny\u2019s eyes pleaded with him to run. Then he watched in horror as the bullet ripped through Danny\u2019s head, blood splattered on the walls, floor and him. He backed up towards the kitchen, fear coursing through him. The older man pulled the gun back and took aim at him. Josh stumbled back hitting a side table knocking over a vase. He locked eyes with the man, holding his head up high as he waited for the shot. The gun clicked, then clicked again. Josh took the advantage and grabbed the vase threw it, and turned and ran. He slammed through the back door and hopped the back fence. Gunfire erupted behind him, one bullet grazing his arm. He didn\u2019t stop, he just ran, and never looked back.<\/p>\n Chapter 8 – Witness Protection<\/strong><\/p>\n \u201cThe gun jammed?\u201d Calleigh asked. She tried to hide the smile, and failed miserably.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, yeah, ironic isn\u2019t it.\u201d Speed muttered darkly. \u201cYou do know I cleaned my gun?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, we re-examined the evidence,\u201d Calleigh patted his leg.<\/p>\n \u201cI was pissed, they decided to pull me out by having my gun jam.\u201d Speed gave her a tired smile. \u201cBut, I also realized IAB would just label me \u2018careless\u2019 and that was that.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio set his cup down, not a bit surprised at Speed\u2019s insight on the situation. \u201cWhat happened after Danny was killed.\u201d<\/p>\n ~Flashback~<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n Josh walked into the precinct cold, wet and tired. He asked for Detective Briscoe, and sat down and waited. Briscoe ran down the stairs, into the lobby.<\/p>\n \u201cJosh!\u201d Briscoe ran up to him, \u201cWe\u2019ve been looking all over for you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDanny\u2019s dead,\u201d Josh looked up with pain filled eyes.<\/p>\n \u201cI know son,\u201d Briscoe sat down next to him. He noticed that Josh was shivering. \u201cSergeant get me some towels and a blanket. What happened?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShouldn\u2019t I be asking you that?\u201d Josh snarled. \u201cWhere were the Marshals?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBoth Marshals were found dead,\u201d Briscoe grabbed the blanket from the sergeant laying it over the young man.<\/p>\n \u201cSomeone sold us out?\u201d Josh stared at the floor fascinated by the water dripping from his hair.<\/p>\n \u201cWe\u2019re investigating,\u201d Briscoe put his arm around the kid. \u201cLets get you cleaned up and warm.\u201d<\/p>\n ~*~<\/p>\n Two days later, Josh sat across from McCoy in a suite at the Ritz Carlton. He sat quietly, not making eye contact. \u201cJosh?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d He glanced up then back to studying the couch pattern.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sorry about Danny,\u201d McCoy sighed; he felt a headache coming on.<\/p>\n \u201cBut?\u201d Josh looked back over at him. \u201cYou still want me to testify.\u201d<\/p>\n McCoy closed his eyes. When he re-opened them he was staring into the dark brown eyes of Josh O\u2019Malley. \u201cCan you identify the man who killed Danny?\u201d<\/p>\n Josh stood up and walked over to the desk. He picked up the paper and threw it onto McCoy\u2019s lap. \u201cHe haunts my dreams. I locked eyes with the bastard.\u201d<\/p>\n McCoy looked at the picture of Anthony Carmel. He looked back up at Josh. \u201cWhat do you want to do?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTake the son of a bitch down!\u201d Josh snarled. \u201cI want mine and Danny\u2019s family protected.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAlready done,\u201d McCoy nodded. \u201cThe US Marshals have already moved them to a new location.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll testify at Louis\u2019s trial, for killing that cop, and Anthony\u2019s for killing Danny.\u201d Josh sat back down, eyes on the couch.<\/p>\n \u201cWe will have to put you in deep, afterwards.\u201d A voice came from the back of the room.<\/p>\n Josh looked up and nodded at his personal bodyguard, \u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou can never contact your family, leave everything behind. Your life as you knew it is over.\u201d The Marshal informed him.<\/p>\n \u201cMy life as I knew it, is already over.\u201d Josh stated as he got up from the couch and walked over to the window, watched as people went about their daily lives.<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s a tough kid,\u201d McCoy commented as he picked up his briefcase.<\/p>\n \u201cYeah,\u201d The Marshal escorted McCoy out of the suite. After checking the perimeter he returned to the living room, sat down on the couch and watched Josh O\u2019Malley.<\/p>\n ~Present~<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cHow did the trial go?\u201d Eric stood up from the couch, stretching out tired muscles.<\/p>\n \u201cOh you know the usual,\u201d Speed yawned. \u201cDefense attorney tried to state I was under duress because I lost my best friend. I was out for revenge. And then the all-dramatic climatic moment, that happens in all courtroom dramas. When the jury came back with a guilty verdict, Anthony Carmel stood up and I quote, \u2018there is nowhere you can hide\u2019. They escorted me out of the courthouse, into a plane, and I haven\u2019t stepped foot in New York since.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDid you come directly to Miami?\u201d Calleigh slipped her arm around him.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I was moved around for about six months,\u201d Speed glanced over at her. \u201cThey finally settled on Miami, putting me in the care of a local police officer.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYour Uncle?\u201d Horatio smiled, shaking his head.<\/p>\n \u201cHe asked me if anything interested me. Which was a courtesy usually they just hand the witness their new job. I mentioned I was pre-med, he took me down to the lab and I met Megan.\u201d Speed smiled. \u201cI told the Marshal still assigned to me, that I would like to do CSI work, so he arranged me to finish my education.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow did that work?\u201d Eric asked curious. \u201cI mean according to you\u2026you have a degree from Columbia.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThey transferred me out of Miami, I told Megan I was going back to Columbia to finish my degree. When I was really going to Stanford to finish it under a different name. They took all of my transcripts forged new ones, gave me a diploma from Columbia with the name Timothy Speedle.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy Columbia?\u201d Alexx asked.<\/p>\n \u201cNew York accent,\u201d Horatio answered, smiling at Speed.<\/p>\n \u201cSo they made up the snowmobile accident, to explain why you had dropped out of school, and had to go back.\u201d Calleigh clarified.<\/p>\n \u201dThey were ready to just give me a diploma, but I didn\u2019t want one with out earning it. So the story of my best friend dying on the table and my disappearance explained away my missing year. Also, explains why I don\u2019t talk with my parents.\u201d Speed explained, a small grimace flashed across his face.<\/p>\n \u201cHoney, is your shoulder hurting?\u201d Alexx stood up and walked over to the couch. Calleigh switched places with her taking the chair.<\/p>\n \u201cA little,\u201d Speed grimaced as she pulled back the bandage.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s bleeding, let me get some new bandages.\u201d Alexx left the room and headed up stairs.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat made them take you out of Miami?\u201d Horatio asked, leading up the Speed\u2019s death and subsequent return.<\/p>\n \u201cA couple of weeks before the shooting, a couple of US Marshals showed up at my door.\u201d Speed leaned back resting his shoulder. \u201cNeedless to say I was surprised.\u201d<\/p>\n ~Flashback~<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n \u201cTimothy Speedle,\u201d The Agent held up his badge.<\/p>\n Speed looked it over, then at the agent. \u201cYes?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMay we come in?\u201d The second agent asked, taking off his sunglasses.<\/p>\n \u201cAfter you tell me who you are,\u201d Speed stepped in front of the two agents.<\/p>\n \u201cUS Marshal Thomas Ryan, and this US Marshal Gregory Hanson.\u201d Agent Ryan gave the introductions.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat do you two want?\u201d Speed opened the door and let them in, his hand on his own gun.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019ve been found,\u201d Agent Hanson got straight to the point. He looked around the apartment checking for anything out of place.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d Speed world shifted and shattered, \u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe don\u2019t know yet, Mr. O\u2019Malley,\u201d Ryan took point at the window.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s Timothy Speedle,\u201d Speed corrected him; he hadn\u2019t been O\u2019Malley in over nine years.<\/p>\n \u201cNot anymore, we have to move you now.\u201d Hanson turned towards Speed.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat? You haven\u2019t answered my question.\u201d Speed was frustrated he loved his life in Miami he didn\u2019t want to leave. \u201cHow was I found out?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe don\u2019t know\u2026\u201d Ryan began to explain.<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s helpful!\u201d Speed voice was agitated he began pacing the room.<\/p>\n \u201cSir, you need to calm down.\u201d Hanson took a step towards him, but Speed backed away. \u201cThe DA in New York got a call from a guard at Sing Sing\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhere the Carmel\u2019s are being held.\u201d Speed paced around the room.<\/p>\n \u201cThe guard over heard Anthony talking to Louis about a snitch that had located \u2018the witness\u2019 and for a price would take him out for payback.\u201d Hanson continued with the explanation. \u201cMcCoy called us, here we are.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe can give you a few minutes to pack, before we leave.\u201d Ryan pulled out his phone.<\/p>\n \u201cNot going to happen,\u201d Speed stopped pacing and laughed.<\/p>\n \u201cSir, I don\u2019t think you understand\u2026\u201d Ryan glared at him.<\/p>\n Speed glared back, \u201cNo, you don\u2019t. I can\u2019t just disappear. I\u2019m a CSI, I work with CSI\u2019s if I disappear they will not stop until they find me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201dThey won\u2019t find you,\u201d Hanson smiled patiently.<\/p>\n \u201cYou don\u2019t know Horatio Caine,\u201d Speed simply smiled back.<\/p>\n ~Present~<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n Horatio gave him a warm smile while the rest started laughing. \u201cI was right,\u201d Speed smiled, chuckling himself. \u201cSo instead they decided to kill me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow?\u201d Horatio asked he needed to know how they did it.<\/p>\n \u201cI had to keep them informed of my cases, so they could find the right one to take me out. I called them about the jewelry store, came to find out they knew about Rudy\u2019s operation. An agent showed up at the lab, to inform me they were pulling me out. They wired the blood packs, gave me a pill that would slow my heart rate, and jinxed my gun. The guards were agents. I took the lead, \u2018explored\u2019 the area, and well you know from there.\u201d<\/p>\n Speed\u2019s voice softened. \u201cI hated doing that to you. I can\u2019t get that image out of my head. When I awoke in the van, I lashed out gave one of the agents a black eye.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe body?\u201d Alexx asked she still didn\u2019t know whom she worked on.<\/p>\n Speed shrugged, shaking his head no. \u201cI don\u2019t know who he was, but it was scary how much he looked like me. They had me strip, and they placed my clothes on the body. They gave me new clothes, and whisked me away to a safe house in Crystal Cove.\u201d<\/p>\n The room went silent, all lost in the memories of that day.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d Speed\u2019s soft voice filtered into the room.<\/p>\n \u201cSpeed, there is no reason for you to be sorry.\u201d Horatio stood up motioning Eric to move. \u201cThey were doing what they thought best, in protecting you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cFine good job they did.\u201d Speed stared at the carpet. \u201cI was surprised they kept me in Miami, I figured they would fly me out to God knows where.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat happened at the safe house?\u201d Horatio forced Speed to look at him.<\/p>\n ~Flashback~<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n Speed walked down the stairs into the kitchen, smiled at Agent Samuels as he walked by. Agent Ann Samuels and Agent Paul Franklin were posing as a married couple that had just moved into the area. Her brother was just visiting for a few weeks, before going back home to Texas. Speed grimaced; he hoped they weren\u2019t sending him to Texas. He grabbed a glass and filled it with water, he leaned up against the counter sipping it slowly. He missed his friends. At the lab he had grabbed a photo of the team, his only reminder. He pocketed it, right before he \u2018died\u2019. The last image he had of Horatio flashed through his memory. The grief stricken face, those blue eyes filled of pain will haunt him for the rest of his life.<\/p>\n He knew they were upset over his death, angry that he didn\u2019t \u2018clean\u2019 his gun. He didn\u2019t want to leave, he felt safe in Miami, and it was home. Timothy \u2018Speed\u2019 Speedle suited him, he enjoyed being a CSI. He turned back to the sink, setting the glass down when he noticed someone coming up the drive. \u2018Its not time to check in.\u2019 A sense of deja vu kicked in. He heard the door open, and the fire of a gunshot. \u2018Shit, not again!\u2019 Agent Franklin rushed into the kitchen, grabbed Speed pushed him out the back door. In the struggle the glass got knocked off shattering when it hit the floor, alerting the killer to their presence.<\/p>\n Speed turned as they hit the back door, he saw the killer pull his gun up. He tried to pull the agent down; instead he fell through the now open door a burning sensation in his shoulder. He scrambled away from the now dead agent, and once again he ran.<\/p>\n He climbed over the fence, and into the wooded area. Ignoring the pain in his feet, as he ran through the park, ducking into an abandoned building. He sagged against the wall, flinched when his shoulder hit the wall.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat are the odds?\u201d Speed tone was bitter and sarcastic. \u201cHow many agents have to die to protect me?\u201d<\/p>\n He glanced down at his bare feet, wiggling his toes. \u201cI wonder if H will get the crime scene. My fingerprints, and DNA are all over that place. Unless he cleans it?\u201d Speed looked outside, the street was deserted.<\/p>\n He dug in his pocket and pulled out a few dollars and change. He walked to the nearest bus station, and waited. He smiled at the driver, paid the charge and sat in the back. \u201cSo far you have someone who can identify you. You\u2019re leaving footprints all over the place, let alone trace elements.\u201d He mumbled to himself. \u201cDid I mention the blood?\u201d<\/p>\n He knew there was only one place he could go, one place safe. He got off the bus, ignored the bus driver\u2019s concerns. He got his bearings, and started walking. About a mile later, it began to rain. \u201cCould it get any worse?\u201d<\/p>\n He kept mostly to the lawns, chased by a dog once, his shoulder hurt, his feet hurt. He was tired, freezing, and in pain. He walked up to Horatio\u2019s house, fell against the door. He couldn\u2019t stop shivering; he was numb from the cold. He pounded on the door, \u2018please be home.\u2019<\/p>\n \u201cWho\u2019s there?\u201d Horatio\u2019s voice was demanding and it brought a smile to Speed\u2019s face.<\/p>\n \u201dH?\u201d He barely croaked out.<\/p>\n The door jerked open, he stumbled into the house, caught by strong arms.<\/p>\n He was home. He was safe.<\/p>\n Chapter 9 – Investigation<\/strong><\/p>\n Alexx helped Speed back up to the bedroom; he was exhausted after rehashing his past. Eric and Calleigh looked over at Horatio. He stood up and walked into the kitchen. \u201cNumber one priority,\u201d He turned towards the two CSI\u2019s.<\/p>\n \u201cKeep Speed safe and hidden.\u201d Eric answered eyes flashed with determination.<\/p>\n \u201cWe need to find out who sold him out and how.\u201d Horatio leaned against the wall.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s got to be someone associated with the first case, who else would recognize him?\u201d Calleigh pondered, \u201cDid they ever figure out who sold them out the first time?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIf they did, Speed doesn\u2019t know.\u201d Eric looked over at her, \u201cBut if they didn\u2019t it could be the same guy.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut how did he find him?\u201d Calleigh wondered. \u201cDo you think if it was a rogue Marshal that saw him when we were investigating that case a year ago?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLong wait time to pull him out,\u201d Horatio commented. \u201cGood start though. Okay, you two.\u201d He smiled at them, \u201cIt\u2019s late and we\u2019re all tired. Go home, get some sleep. Meet me at the lab tomorrow. We\u2019ll go over the evidence from the house.\u201d<\/p>\n Calleigh yawned, rolling her eyes, \u201cSee you tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n Eric followed her to the door. \u201cKeep him safe.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI will,\u201d Horatio closed the door. He turned to see Alexx coming down the stairs. \u201cHow is he?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAsleep,\u201d Alexx picked up her bag. \u201cI\u2019ll get those autopsy reports on the agents tomorrow mid-morning.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio grabbed some blankets and pillow from the hallway closet. Laying his gun on the coffee table he made a bed out on the couch. He knew he had to find the rogue agent, or the next funeral he would attend, wouldn\u2019t be a decoy.<\/p>\n ~*~*~<\/p>\n Horatio Caine glared at the suspect in front of him; he had more important matters to attend to, than deal with this drug trafficking scum. \u201cNow, Raphael tell me again how the drugs got into your car?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI have no idea, they just appeared.\u201d Raphael eased back in his chair without a care in the world.<\/p>\n Horatio looked down, a tight smile on his face, \u201cYou see, that\u2019s odd because they have your fingerprints all over them.\u201d He glanced up at the suspect. \u201cAnd the chemistry of those drugs are the ones we found next to Billy Johnson, along with a knife sticking out of his chest. But you wouldn\u2019t know anything about that now would you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNope,\u201d Raphael smirked at him.<\/p>\n \u201cSo you have no idea how the knife ended up with your fingerprints on it,\u201d Horatio glared at the young man.<\/p>\n Raphael just shrugged, \u201cNope.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGet him out of here, book him for murder, and drug trafficking.\u201d Officer Tripp pulled the guy up and led him out of the room.<\/p>\n \u201cHoratio!\u201d Yelina caught up to Horatio as he walked back to his office. \u201cI got something interesting on our home invasion.\u201d<\/p>\n He stopped and turned towards her, \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThey didn\u2019t own the place, they rented. The real estate agency they went through is actually a front for the Feds.\u201d Yelina informed him. \u201cWell it got me thinking, and remember that case, with the witness protection?\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio paused, \u201cYeah, they stole our suspect.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI think they were hiding someone, our unknown guest.\u201d Yelina\u2019s smiled faulted at Horatio\u2019s pained expression. \u201cHoratio are you okay?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGood work, DNA is backed up so I\u2019ll see if a name pops up on Codas.\u201d He smiled at her, \u201cOr at least bait an agent.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHoratio you\u2019ve been distant these couple of days, are you sure you’re okay?\u201d Yelina placed her hand on his arm.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll tell you someday,\u201d He gave her soft smile, turned and headed for the lab.<\/p>\n He found Eric in the trace lab, looking very irritated. \u201cProblems?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, the case I\u2019ve been working on for the past two days,\u201d Eric growled out. They all were all upset. It seemed Miami had been side swiped by a sudden crime spree.<\/p>\n \u201cEric, every victim needs our help,\u201d Horatio stated, calming the Cuban down. \u201cNow tell me about the case.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHigh priced lawyer had been complaining for the past six months that she was tired, down, just out of it in the afternoons.\u201d Eric pulled out the file, \u201cLast month she went on vacation and she was perfectly fine. When she got back to work, it started again like clockwork. One of her partners had found a threatening letter with in some papers, and called the police. When mentioning the odd behavior they thought poison so they called us in.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd was she being poisoned?\u201d Horatio asked.<\/p>\n \u201cCome to find out her secretary thought she was too hyper, and slipped a Valium into her coffee every afternoon.\u201d Eric finished dropping the folder onto the table. \u201cShe thought she was helping.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio bowed his head down, \u201cgrab Calleigh meet me in my office.\u201d He stepped towards the door, \u201cEric, good job.\u201d<\/p>\n Calleigh and Eric sat down in the chairs in front of Horatio\u2019s desk. \u201cYelina just informed me that, the house at Crystal Cove is a front for the Feds, used a safe house for Witness Protection.\u201d<\/p>\n Calleigh eyes went wide, \u201cNow what?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI think we bait some Marshals,\u201d Horatio leaned back in his chair. \u201cWe can\u2019t get any information on who was on the first case, we only have a description of the killer. We know he\u2019s older, so it’s likely he\u2019s connected to the first case.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow do we bait the Marshal\u2019s?\u201d Eric asked.<\/p>\n \u201cWe run his prints through AFIS. That should get someone\u2019s attention.\u201d Horatio grinned at the two.<\/p>\n Eric stood up and headed for the door, \u201cI\u2019ll run those now.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio turned to Calleigh, \u201cDid you find anything out?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI called the prison bureau in New York, did some sweet talking, asked a few questions about the type of people who visit big name criminals. It seems a Mr. Smith came to see Anthony Carmel three days before two US Marshals came to Miami. The description of the guy matches slightly of the description we have. Could be the same guy or not.\u201d Calleigh shrugged.<\/p>\n ~*~*~<\/p>\n Horatio picked up the phone after Calleigh left. He had an idea, \u201cI would like to speak to Mr. McCoy.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMay I ask who\u2019s calling,\u201d The woman on the others side asked.<\/p>\n \u201cTell him, Lt. Horatio Caine from Miami-Dade Crime Lab is calling, and concerns an old case of his.\u201d Horatio looked out the window into the labs, to see Yelina arguing with Eric, both looked agitated.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat case?\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio focused back on the phone, \u201cO\u2019Malley.\u201d He hung up and headed down stairs.<\/p>\n He walked into the fingerprinting lab, \u201cYelina, Eric?\u201d<\/p>\n Yelina turned quickly her eyes flashed, \u201cWhat is going on Horatio?\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio looked over at Eric, he nodded towards the computer. The screen showed Speed\u2019s picture, but a different name, and a red phone number in the corner. Horatio took a deep breath, \u201cYelina\u2026\u201d \u201cHe was the guest,\u201d Horatio explained in short order.<\/p>\n Yelina\u2019s hand shot to her mouth, eyes wide. \u201cWhat? But that means\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYelina, this can\u2019t go past this room.\u201d Horatio stepped closer to her, his eyes pleading.<\/p>\n \u201cWhy didn\u2019t you tell me?\u201d Yelina stepped back, eyes filled with betrayal. She watched Horatio\u2019s expression, \u201cRick?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sorry,\u201d Horatio gave her a soft smile. \u201cBut his life is at stake and I won\u2019t risk it.\u201d<\/p>\n Yelina nodded, \u201cNow what?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe wait for a Marshal to show up,\u201d Horatio smiled. He turned towards Eric, \u201cPull that off the screens, and delete the search.\u201d<\/p>\n Eric nodded as the record disappeared. \u201cI don\u2019t think he\u2019s going to like the fact his new name is Frank Sands.\u201d Eric commented as he walked out the door.<\/p>\n \u201cWhere is he?\u201d Yelina asked the laughed, \u201cNever mind.\u201d She gave him a smile and a pat on the arm. \u201cYou did the right thing.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re not angry with me?\u201d Horatio cocked his head and looked at her.<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, but I\u2019ll get over it.\u201d She smiled and walked out the door.<\/p>\n ~*~*~ His cell phone rang, pulling him from his thoughts, \u201cCaine.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cH?\u201d Speed\u2019s voice was soft.<\/p>\n \u201cSomething wrong?\u201d Horatio sat up in his chair, concerned.<\/p>\n \u201cI just remembered something,\u201d Speed responded.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d Horatio listened carefully.<\/p>\n \u201cAn agent I met briefly when I was in New York,\u201d Speed yelped and a noise clattered through the phone.<\/p>\n \u201cSp\u2026 What are you doing?\u201d Horatio asked, a hundred thoughts going through his head.<\/p>\n \u201cCooking you dinner,\u201d Speed mumbled. \u201cOr trying to, your pans suck.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio smiled, \u201cThe agent?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, I think his name was Phillips not sure if it was his first or last. He moved Danny and I to the safe house.\u201d Speed explained. \u201cThen when they moved me into Crystal Cove I remember Agent Franklin talking on the phone to someone named Phillips. I\u2019m not sure if it\u2019s a connection, but it\u2019s something right?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, it’s something,\u201d Horatio wrote down the information. \u201cJust to inform you, Yelina knows.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow?\u201d Speed sounded nervous.<\/p>\n \u201cWe decided to bait a Marshal, by running your prints.\u201d Horatio looked out his windows to the lab floor. \u201cShe saw the record that your print pulled up. Your face — different name.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat was my new name, they hadn\u2019t gotten around to telling me.\u201d Speed asked.<\/p>\n \u201cFrank Sands,\u201d Horatio smiled.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re kidding,\u201d Speed exclaimed. \u201cI\u2019m so not a Frank Sands.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo you\u2019re not,\u201d Horatio looked at the photo on his desk. He looked up to see a man in a black suit at his door. \u201cI have to go, we just got a bite.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHave fun reeling him in,\u201d Speed hung up the phone.<\/p>\n Horatio clicked the phone shut, then motioned for the man to enter. He wasn\u2019t what Horatio expected. He was wearing jeans, with a buttoned up white shirt, black tie and suit coat. He was older, a face that had seen hard years.<\/p>\n \u201cHoratio Caine?\u201d He asked a slight smile on his face as he sat in one of the chairs in front of Horatio\u2019s desk.<\/p>\n \u201cYes, how may I help you?\u201d Horatio folded his hands on his desk.<\/p>\n \u201cBy giving me back my witness.\u201d He stated straight forward.<\/p>\n \u201cAnd you are?\u201d Horatio asked without a flinch.<\/p>\n \u201cUS Marshal Gerard,\u201d Gerard nodded at Horatio, \u201cNow my witness?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m not sure I know what you\u2019re referring to Agent Gerard.\u201d Horatio smiled at the Marshal.<\/p>\n Gerard\u2019s eyebrow rose, \u201cLook we have the same goal.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDo we?\u201d Horatio asked his lips in a smirk.<\/p>\n \u201cYes, to protect the witness, and hunt down the bad guy.\u201d Gerard eyes furrowed. \u201cI don\u2019t have time, Lt. Caine.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy do you assume I know where your witness is?\u201d Horatio asked, as he leaned back in his chair.<\/p>\n \u201cAre we going to talk in circles all day, or you going to hand him over?\u201d Gerard leaned forward onto his knees.<\/p>\n \u201cI will do everything in my power to protect the citizens of Miami, Marshal Gerard.\u201d Horatio leaned onto his desk.<\/p>\n \u201cLet\u2019s be frank with each other,\u201d Gerard leaned back a smile on his lips. His respect for Caine had gone up.<\/p>\n \u201cLet\u2019s.\u201d Horatio smiled back at him.<\/p>\n \u201cI guarded him personally after the safe house incident,\u201d Gerard explained, his eyes searched out Horatio\u2019s. \u201cI stayed with him, until he got settled here in Miami. I was on my way here to escort him to his new location, when he disappeared.\u201d Gerard paused, \u201cI\u2019ve kept in touch with him these past years. He gave up everything. He told me once that if anything were to happen to him, for me to contact one Horatio Caine.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDoes the name Philips mean anything to you?\u201d Horatio asked. The trust Speed puts into him, amazed him. And if Speed trusted this man, then so would he.<\/p>\n \u201cYeah,\u201d Gerard voice became concerned. \u201cWhy?\u201d \u201cIs he secure?\u201d Gerard asked, concerned.<\/p>\n \u201cAt the moment,\u201d Horatio cocked his head, a sense of dread entering his chest.<\/p>\n Gerard stood and leaned over the desk, \u201cAre you sure?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201dWhy?\u201d Horatio eyes bore into Gerard\u2019s.<\/p>\n \u201cAgent Philips\u2019s job is to acquire safe houses, and place witness in them.\u201d Gerard informed him, he began pacing the small office. \u201cI suspected him back in New York, but there was no proof. When I got here, I found out he had just recently transferred to the Miami office. He asked for this assignment.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio stood and was half way out the door, before Gerard caught up with him. He practically ran down the hall to the elevator. \u201cEric, I want you on stand by with the chopper\u2026 I think our shark is circling the waters.\u201d Horatio ended the call and dialed another number. \u201cCalleigh meet me at the Hummer, bring me a rifle with scope.\u201d He ignored Gerard\u2019s looks as he stepped out of the elevator. \u201cYelina\u2026get everything you can on an Agent\u2026\u201d He looked over at Gerard.<\/p>\n \u201cWilliam Philips,\u201d Gerard answered.<\/p>\n \u201cAn Agent William Philips, where he lives, eats, hangs out.\u201d Horatio snapped his phone shut.<\/p>\n Gerard looked at him, \u201cYou have been hiding him.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio turned towards the Marshal, \u201cHe showed up at my house exhausted and bleeding. I will protect him with my life do I make myself clear.\u201d<\/p>\n Gerard smiled, \u201cPerfectly.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio got up to the Hummer, Calleigh and Alexx stood waiting. \u201cHoratio what is going on?\u201d Alexx asked as they piled into the Hummer.<\/p>\n \u201cSpeed\u2019s been found,\u201d Horatio slammed the Hummer into reverse.<\/p>\n Calleigh looked at the Marshal, \u201cAre we sure?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOur rogue agent has been in Miami for a few months. The moment we ran his prints, we confirmed Speed was still in town. And if he\u2019s been watching Speed for months\u2026\u201d Horatio began to explain.<\/p>\n \u201cHe would figure that Speed would come to one of us.\u201d Calleigh exclaimed.<\/p>\n \u201cHe probably started with Eric, then you\u2026\u201d Alexx figured glancing over at Calleigh. \u201cThe last place to look would be Horatio\u2019s.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio dialed his number again. \u201cHe\u2019s not answering.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIs he supposed to?\u201d Gerard asked.<\/p>\n \u201cCaller ID, he only answers if it says my name.\u201d Horatio pulled up to his driveway. The front door was open.<\/p>\n He jumped out of the car, and pulled his gun, followed by Agent Gerard and Calleigh. He eased his way into the house; eyes darted around looking for anything. He walked into the kitchen, motioned for Gerard to go upstairs, Calleigh the garage.<\/p>\n The kitchen was a mess. Food, utensils on the floor, a pan of boiling water sat on the stove, he turned off the stove and put his gun away. The other two came back into the room, Alexx walked through the front door.<\/p>\n \u201cHe was just here,\u201d Horatio looked at the counter, blood drops.<\/p>\n \u201cHow do you know?\u201d Gerard asked.<\/p>\n \u201cRight before you walked in I was talking to Speed, he was cooking. The water here hasn\u2019t boiled over.\u201d He followed the blood droplets back to the front door and down the walkway.<\/p>\n \u201cOne of them is wounded,\u201d Calleigh called out. \u201cLooks like a handprint on the counter.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy not just kill him?\u201d Alexx asked she stared at the shattered kitchen.<\/p>\n \u201cSpeed escaped twice, its personal now. He will want to draw it out, make Speed suffer.\u201d Horatio explained he slipped his glasses on. He snapped his phone out before it hit the second ring, \u201cCaine\u2026good work get patrol out there, and tell Eric to get that chopper up.\u201d Horatio hung the phone up and headed for the Hummer.<\/p>\n \u201cCalleigh, where does an outsider go to get rid of a body?\u201d Horatio asked as they pulled out of the driveway.<\/p>\n \u201dEverglades?\u201d Calleigh looked at Horatio threw the review mirror.<\/p>\n \u201cSeems Agent Philips has a fascination with the Glades, been going there every weekend since he got here.\u201d Horatio guided the Hummer through traffic, out of the city and into the glades.<\/p>\n \u201cLet’s just hope we get there in time,\u201d Gerard looked out the window.<\/p>\n \u201cWe will,\u201d Horatio voice was low and hard.<\/p>\n Chapter 10 – Josh O\u2019Malley<\/strong><\/p>\n Speed hung the phone up with Horatio. He tried to calm his sudden nerves, he trusted Horatio, but at the moment he didn\u2019t trust the US Marshal services. He had been wracking his brain all morning trying to come up with new clues, going through memories he would rather forget.<\/p>\n He had then taken a step back, looked at everything not as the victim but as a CSI. He examined what he saw and heard while he was in New York, and then compared it with Miami. That was when Phillips had popped into his memory. He didn\u2019t have much of a memory of him, more of a background figure.<\/p>\n He eyed Horatio\u2019s pots and pans, and decided that he was getting him a new set for Christmas. He stopped in the middle of the kitchen, would he be here for Christmas? Would the US Marshals make him leave? He put the pan on the stove, and then measured out the appropriate water. He didn\u2019t want to leave. He chopped up the vegetables, his hands working through them on autopilot. He set the vegetables aside, and grabbed the chicken out of the fridge. He lost one family, and now he was going to loose another. He cut the chicken in strips laying them out on a plate.<\/p>\n A knock on the door startled him, the knife dropping onto the floor. He cursed silently and picked the knife up, washed it off in the sink. He had no intention of answering that door. A louder knock, and then the person banged on the door. Speed eyed the door, knife gripping in his hand. He had left the gun upstairs.<\/p>\n \u201cTimothy, its Agent Phillips, from the US Marshal service.\u201d The voice called from behind the door.<\/p>\n \u2018To close of coincidence for me,\u2019 Speed searched for a way out.<\/p>\n \u201cTim, open the door. Agent Gerard is meeting with Caine now, your safe.\u201d Philips yelled.<\/p>\n The only way out was through the garage, or the back porch. He would have to cross the entryway to get to both. He gripped the knife in his hand and slowly with out making a sound headed for the garage. The pounding on the door got louder. Speed took a deep breath; if Phillips got through that door Speed would die in Horatio\u2019s house. He couldn\u2019t do that to him.<\/p>\n He looked at the door, and didn\u2019t see a silhouette his eyes turned towards the back door near the garage. He ran for the front door when he was tackled in the entryway. He lashed out with the knife; he heard the yelp of pain as he scrambled for the door. He was grabbed by his shoulder, causing him to cry out in pain and was thrown back. He stumbled towards the kitchen. He was slammed into the wall, knocking a photo onto the floor, and then thrown into the kitchen. He quickly got up and lashed out with the knife, Philips caught his hand and the two struggled for control. Speed leaned in gaining leverage and slammed Philips hand into the counter, the pain shot up his own shoulder causing him to drop the knife. He kept the momentum and slammed Philips into the counter. Philips lashed back knocking Speed into the fridge. Speed looked up to see Philips\u2019s gun trained on him.<\/p>\n \u201cWhy didn\u2019t you just open the door, Josh?\u201d Philips wiped the blood from his nose onto his pants, getting drops onto the floor.<\/p>\n \u201cI didn\u2019t need any Avon products.\u201d Speed smart mouthed off.<\/p>\n \u201cLet\u2019s go,\u201d He motioned with the gun for the door.<\/p>\n ~*~ \u201cIt fits, don\u2019t you think considering you testified against a mob boss,\u201d Philip shrugged not really caring.<\/p>\n \u201cSo instead of sleeping with the fishes, it\u2019s alligators?\u201d Speed turned and looked at him.<\/p>\n \u201cSomething like that,\u201d Philips turned up a dirt road.<\/p>\n \u201cHow much is my life worth?\u201d Speed turned and stared back out the window.<\/p>\n \u201cFive Hundred Thousand,\u201d Philips answered, honestly.<\/p>\n \u201cHow much was Danny\u2019s?\u201d Speed voice dropped.<\/p>\n \u201cTwo Hundred Thousand,\u201d Philips glanced over towards the passenger side.<\/p>\n \u201cInflation?\u201d Speed sneered.<\/p>\n \u201cSomething like that,\u201d Philips stopped the car. \u201cGet out.\u201d<\/p>\n Speed got out of the car; he stood by the edge of the road and looked out over the glades. He loved it here; Miami was a great city. At least he would die here. He wondered if they would re-bury him as Timothy Speedle or ship the body home to New Jersey as Josh O\u2019Malley.<\/p>\n \u201cYou do realize, Horatio Caine will hunt you down,\u201d Speed glanced over at Phillips. \u201cYou thought the Carmel\u2019s held a grudge, that’s nothing compared to H.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe won\u2019t be able to find me,\u201d Philips watched the young man.<\/p>\n Speed laughed as he turned and looked at him, \u201cYou left your fingerprints back at his place, the knife will have your blood on it, let alone the drops on the floor. He will hunt you down, and the one-day you forget, the one-day you don\u2019t look over your shoulder he will be there.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou’re so confident in your boss?\u201d Phillips pulled the gun up, \u201cThen why isn\u2019t he here to save you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s not his job to save me, it\u2019s his job to find you.\u201d Speed stood still. \u201cI\u2019ve died once, go ahead and kill me.\u201d<\/p>\n The sound of a chopper startled both men. A helicopter came in low and circled around. Speed glanced up to see Eric, motioning to the pilot to set them down. Phillips covered his eyes as the sand blew around the road. When he looked back up he saw Speed glance towards the chopper. Phillips recognized the other CSI. His eyes full with hatred as he took aim and shot at Speed. Speed dove behind the car, barely avoiding the bullet. He glanced up to see a Hummer and cop cars heading up the road. He breathed a sigh of relief, now if he could just stay alive long enough for them to get there. He heard Phillips boots crunch in the sand as he walked towards the back of the car, he crawled to the opposite side; he got up onto his feet but stayed low. He glanced through the window. Phillips was directly across from him.<\/p>\n Phillips looked up to see the Hummer getting closer; the chopper had landed up the road. Speed could see Delko and Frank Tripp headed his way. Speed took the advantage of Phillips distraction and sprung. He knocked Phillips to the ground the gun skidding a few feet away. The two struggled, Speed gasped as an elbow slammed into his chest. He twisted, pulling Phillips away from the gun. Phillips latched out with his foot, connecting with Speed\u2019s shin, giving himself enough leverage to pull away. Speed rolled and grabbed Phillips foot pulling the man down once again.<\/p>\n Speed could hear the sirens; he just had to hold on a little longer. Phillip kicked out, getting loose from Speed. Speed got to his feet and rushed just as Phillips grabbed the gun.<\/p>\n \u201cPHILLIPS, PUT THE GUN DOWN!\u201d Horatio\u2019s voice echoed over the road. His gun aimed at Phillips.<\/p>\n Phillip looked at Speed and pulled the trigger, the sound was closely followed by multiple shots. Phillips dropped to the ground dead, gun still in his hand.<\/p>\n Horatio lowered his gun, then watched in horror as Speed stumbled back, blood soaking his shirt. \u201cH?\u201d Speed called out in panic.<\/p>\n Horatio dropped his gun, and grabbed the wounded man as he fell to the ground. Eric, Calleigh and Alexx ran up as Horatio lowered Speed to the ground.<\/p>\n \u201cGet me rescue!\u201d Horatio yelled. He looked down at Speed, who was struggling to breath. \u201cBreath Speed, come on hold on. You\u2019re safe now.\u201d<\/p>\n Alexx fell next to the two men, medical kit in her hand. She pulled out a pressure bandage and placed it over the wound, to stop the blood flow. She grabbed Horatio\u2019s hand forced it onto the wound. She worked feverishly to save him; tears ran down her face as she listened to the haggard breathing.<\/p>\n Speed looked at him with sad eyes, \u201cTake care of them.\u201d His voice was soft and pained.<\/p>\n Eric pulled Calleigh into his arms, as they watched Alexx work to save their friend. Agent Gerard stood off to the side, yelling into his cell phone to get a medic flight out to the glades now.<\/p>\n Horatio held on to him, \u201cDon\u2019t do this Speed, I can\u2019t go through this again.\u201d<\/p>\n Speed closed his eyes, the panic of Horatio’s voice faded into silence.<\/p>\n Chapter 11 – Found<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n ~New York~<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n McCoy stood by his office window, watching the rain pour down onto the gray streets of New York. A glass of whiskey sat next to the bottle on his desk. He heard the door open but didn\u2019t look away from the window.<\/p>\n \u201cI just heard,\u201d Briscoe\u2019s voice echoed in the room.<\/p>\n \u201cYeah,\u201d McCoy responded. \u201cAgent Gerard called me this morning, his body is being shipped home in the next few days.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat are you going to do?\u201d Briscoe asked, his eyes on the bottle.<\/p>\n \u201cToast a brave young man. Then convict Anthony Carmel for his murder and make sure the bastard gets the needle.\u201d McCoy looked over at the detective.<\/p>\n \u201cAre you going to the funeral?\u201d Briscoe sat in front of the DA\u2019s desk.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t think we are wanted there,\u201d McCoy sat down as he poured the detective a drink.<\/p>\n Briscoe took the drink, and held it up, \u201cTo Joshua O\u2019Malley and Daniel Nelson, two kids who did the right thing and paid the ultimate price.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMay we learn from them,\u201d McCoy finished, and then downed the drink. \u201cGodspeed.\u201d<\/p>\n ~New Jersey~<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n Maria and Liam O\u2019Malley watched as the coffin was lowered into the ground. The moment they saw the US Marshals walk up their pathway, they knew. Their son had been found.<\/p>\n \u201dAt least he\u2019s home where he belongs,\u201d Maria looked at her husband. \u201cHe\u2019s next to Danny, they can keep each other company.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMrs. O\u2019Malley?\u201d Agent Gerard stepped up to the older woman pulling her aside away from the dwindling crowd. \u201cI\u2019m Agent Gerard, I was one of the Marshals assigned to guard Josh.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cFine job you did,\u201d Maria spat out at the agent.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sorry for your loss,\u201d Gerard took Maria\u2019s hand, holding it tight. \u201cHe\u2019s safe, now.\u201d<\/p>\n He gave her a sad smile and walked towards the waiting SUV. Maria\u2019s eyes followed him. She glanced back at the tombstone.<\/p>\n Joshua O\u2019Malley<\/p>\n Born: May 5, 1973<\/p>\n Died: October 23, 2004<\/p>\n Beloved Son and Brother<\/p>\n His strength inspired us all<\/p>\n She kissed the tombstone and walked out of the cemetery, and never looked back.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n ~Miami~<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Four CSI\u2019s stood along the surf, quietly staring out towards the ocean. Each lost in their own thoughts, each dealing with a wide range of emotions.<\/p>\n Eric slumped down onto the ground, head down on his knees. Alexx sat quietly next to him, rubbing his back gently. \u201cDo you think?\u201d Her voice was soft.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know,\u201d Horatio answered, his eyes not leaving the water.<\/p>\n \u201dHe came back once, right.\u201d Eric looked up and over at the two women. \u201cHow do we know the Marshal\u2019s didn\u2019t just whisk him away.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe don\u2019t,\u201d Calleigh looked around the fairly deserted beach. \u201cAnd we probably will never find out.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo, as far as the everyone is concerned Timothy Speedle is dead,\u201d Eric voice was bitter and angry.<\/p>\n Horatio glanced at Eric, then at the two women, \u201cLet\u2019s get some Irish whiskey and send him off with an Irish Blessing.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio held out his hand to help Alexx up, \u201cThat\u2019s a good idea, Horatio.\u201d<\/p>\n Eric stood up and dusted off the sand from his pants, \u201cIt just\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201dSucks,\u201d Calleigh gave them a teary-eyed smile. \u201cWe get him back only to loose him again.\u201d<\/p>\n They walked up the beach headed toward the waiting Hummer, \u201cIts like a bad Lifetime movie.\u201d Alexx chocked laugh was bitter.<\/p>\n \u201cWell in that case,\u201d Speed\u2019s voice filtered to their ears. \u201cNow would be about the time for the hero to show up, banged up but bandaged with some stupid quip about escaping death.\u201d<\/p>\n Speed was leaning up against the Hummer, his arm in a sling. He looked tired, but his eyes were bright and happy. Calleigh squealed as she launched herself at him. He braced himself against the Hummer and caught her with one hand. She sobbed into his chest. Alexx not to be left out wrapped her arms around both of them, tears flowing.<\/p>\n \u201cI can\u2019t breath,\u201d Speed tried to pull away, Calleigh held on tighter.<\/p>\n \u201cFace it honey, you\u2019re not getting out of our sights for a long, long, long time.\u201d Alexx slid her hand through his hair.<\/p>\n Calleigh pulled back, wiped the tears from her eyes, and then smacked his uninjured shoulder, \u201cSTOP THAT! I can\u2019t take any more of this damn melodrama.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow do you think I feel,\u201d Speed smiled as he pulled her into his arms again.<\/p>\n Horatio had a tight smile on his face, he was very glad for his sunglasses as tears sat on the edge of his eyes. \u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n Speed looked over at the two men, gave them a warm smile. \u201cWhen I woke in the hospital they were ready to send me off, and start a new life. I told them there was no way in hell I was going to be Frank Sands from Texas.\u201d Eric laughed, tension eased up in his chest. \u201cI demanded to see Gerard. I told him that considering the only reason I had to be moved was because Phillips sold me out, who was now dead why did I have to go?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cExcept for the fact, that you died in the line of duty,\u201d Horatio pointed out.<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, that\u2019s what he said,\u201d Speed shot a look towards Horatio. \u201cI told him, figure it out. I wasn\u2019t leaving Miami.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOkay,\u201d Horatio looked at him. \u201cHow do you explain this?\u201d<\/p>\n Speed smirked, \u201cAgent Gerard explained to the higher ups that he was sorry for the inconvenience of stealing one of their officers. He stated that I had this un-canning resemblance to a witness that they had been hiding down in Tampa. Over the past few years the Marshals knew there was a rogue agent, that had been selling out witnesses.\u201d Speed paused, smiling at his captive audience, \u201cThey had gotten word that this \u2018witness\u2019 a Josh O\u2019Malley was next. So they staged an operation and took me instead, making the rogue agent think I was O\u2019Malley. Explaining that the jewelry store was a set up, and I hadn\u2019t really died. Proof of course was the small fact I was actually standing there. Fortunately it worked, the rogue came after me and they caught him, the agent being killed in the process. Unfortunately O\u2019Malley had been already been found in Tampa, by the mob. They discovered his body a few days ago, charred beyond recognition, only identified by his dental records. His body his being shipped back home to be buried next to his best friend.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd what does this mean exactly?\u201d Eric asked, hope filling his voice.<\/p>\n \u201cI got my job back, a recommendation from the US Marshal Service, and I have been official declared alive.\u201d Speed smirked, \u201cOf course I have no apartment, clothes, or any of my personal affects. I\u2019m hoping H will let me still crash on his couch until I find a place.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYour welcome to stay,\u201d Horatio grinned at the young man. \u201cBut, I expect you back at work Monday morning.\u201d<\/p>\n Calleigh dug into her handbag and pulled something out. She held it out to Speed, \u201cIf you start back on Monday, you\u2019ll need this.\u201d<\/p>\n Speed looked down at his badge, \u201cYou kept it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI needed to have a part of you with me,\u201d Calleigh blinked away more tears. \u201cNow stop that, I need to stop crying.\u201d<\/p>\n Alexx smiled at Speed, \u201cI have your photo albums, and cookbooks. But the only way you will get those back is if you promise to cook for me.\u201d<\/p>\n Speed looked shocked, \u201cWhenever you want.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio looked out towards the ocean then turned back at Speed. \u201cThere goes my idea of taking your bike for a spin.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou had my bike the whole time?\u201d Speed turned and stared.<\/p>\n \u201cYou never went into the garage,\u201d Horatio pulled the keys out of his pocket. \u201cNow what do you say about getting some of that Irish whiskey.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSounds good to me,\u201d Calleigh jumped into the front seat of the Hummer.<\/p>\n Alexx opened the back door, \u201cSugar, I\u2019ll need my own bottle.\u201d<\/p>\n Eric pulled Speed away from the Hummer \u201cSpeed\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Speed pulled the Cuban into his arms, \u201cI missed you too.\u201d<\/p>\n Eric held him tight, then pulled back and placed an item into Speed\u2019s hand; he walked back to the Hummer and jumped in next to Alexx.<\/p>\n Speed looked down to see his mother\u2019s rosary. Tears welled up in his eyes, it was the only thing he had of his past, and Eric had kept it safe for him.<\/p>\n He looked over to see Horatio looking at him, glasses off, his blue eyes full of emotion, \u201cWelcome home, son.\u201d<\/p>\n Epilogue<\/strong><\/p>\n ~*~*~*~*~<\/p>\n ~Monday~<\/p>\n Speed stepped out of the Hummer apprehensively. He looked up at the police station and lab, a sense of coming home filled him. He glanced over at Horatio, who was watching him intently.<\/p>\n \u201cYou know the moment I walk in there I’m going to be inundated by every cop, lab tech, basically, everyone.\u201d Speed gestured towards the building.<\/p>\n \u201cProbably,\u201d Horatio nodded. \u201cI can guarantee you at least one or two body guards.\u201d<\/p>\n Speed sighed and headed up the stairs, \u201cYou know this really isn\u2019t my fault. Yet I feel like I\u2019m under twenty-four hour surveillance.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s because we love you,\u201d Calleigh opened the front door for him.<\/p>\n \u201cPlease, PLEASE, tell me there are no hidden balloons or welcome back thing happening anywhere?\u201d Speed practically begged Calleigh.<\/p>\n Calleigh grinned, \u201cNot today, most people don\u2019t even know of your \u2018return\u2019.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh great so how many times am I going to have \u2018explain\u2019 my return?\u201d Speed asked, \u201cCouldn\u2019t someone have typed up a memo?\u201d<\/p>\n Calleigh and Horatio snickered, \u201cOkay so memo, might not work. I mean can you imagine?\u201d Speed smiled imagining the actual memo. \u201cTo all employees, this memo is to inform you that the demise of Timothy Speedle was a planned sting operation for the US Marshal Service. Please do not be alarmed by his presence in the labs, he is not haunting the place. Signed Horatio Caine.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio turned and walked down the hall, desperately trying to keep from the laughing outright. Calleigh just leaned up against the wall and laughed.<\/p>\n \u201cIt wasn\u2019t that funny,\u201d Speed mumbled a smile on his face.<\/p>\n Calleigh took a few deep breaths, \u201cHave I mentioned lately I\u2019m glad your back?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot in the past hour,\u201d Speed began walking towards the locker room. \u201cIt was either you or Eric that called at six this morning to make sure I was coming in.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI called at seven,\u201d Eric stated as Speed and Calleigh entered the locker room. \u201cHas anyone seen you yet?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJust the front receptionist,\u201d Speed looked at his locker. \u201cIt\u2019s still here?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201dNo one had the heart to claim it,\u201d Eric sat on the bench next to him. \u201cHow are you doing?\u201d<\/p>\n Speed shrugged, \u201cAsk me at the end of the shift.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat does Horatio have you working on?\u201d Calleigh asked.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know, probably should go up to his office and find out.\u201d Speed put his stuff into the locker. \u201cWant to come with, and see how many lab techs I scare.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWouldn\u2019t miss it for the world,\u201d Eric grinned, as he headed for the front door.<\/p>\n Speed stepped around the bend of lockers following Eric towards the front door, when he heard a scream and the next thing he was looking at the ceiling. \u201cOh God, I\u2019m sorry.\u201d Speed shook his head and looked up at a grinning Laura. \u201cThe rumor it\u2019s true, you\u2019re not dead.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah that\u2019s the rumor,\u201d Speed smiled held up his hand for Eric to help him up.<\/p>\n She squealed again and pulled him into a hug. She stepped back then turned and smacked Eric. \u201cThanks for the warning. You promised you would explain. I had to hear it from the front receptionist.\u201d She turned to Speed, \u201cWho by the way is sitting at the front desk in shock.\u201d Speed shrugged, and proceeded to head out the door. \u201cWhat did you expect when you walk in after being \u2018dead\u2019 for a month and smile and say good morning?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou didn\u2019t?\u201d Eric laughed as they four headed down the hallway.<\/p>\n Speed looked up to see Valera run down the hallway. He braced himself for the impact. \u201cI\u2019m going to be bruised by the end of the day,\u201d He mused as he embraced the lab tech.<\/p>\n Valera stepped back from the hug, \u201cWelcome back.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThank you,\u201d Speed smiled, as he continued down the hallway. He turned the corner and stopped, everyone in the lab was standing in the hallway, and once they saw him they all started applauding. He stood dumbfounded, the outpour of emotion was almost too much for him to handle. He turned, but couldn\u2019t escape past Calleigh and Eric they turned him back around. Calleigh whispered in his ear, \u201cEveryone missed you.\u201d<\/p>\n He nodded, too choke up with emotion to say anything. He was pulled into warm hugs, and slaps on the back, everyone just happy to see him. He stood in front of the Trace lab, not able to hide the tears; a plaque with \u2018Speed\u2019s Lab\u2019 was placed next to the door.<\/p>\n ~*~<\/p>\n \u201cYou know that\u2019s the fourth time he\u2019s walked by in the past two hours,\u201d Speed commented as Horatio walked by the Trace lab.<\/p>\n \u201cFace it Speed, no one is going to really let you out of their sights for a while,\u201d Eric commented from the other side of the table.<\/p>\n \u201cIs that why, you\u2019ve gotten a sudden interest in Trace elements?\u201d Speed smiled at his friend.<\/p>\n Eric just smiled back, \u201cSo started looking for an apartment yet?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWould love to. But between Alexx, Calleigh, and even Yelina inviting me over for dinner, or in Alexx\u2019s case, cook dinner I haven\u2019t had time to go look.\u201d Speed pulled the shirt up for closer inspection.<\/p>\n \u201cThey just want to take care of you,\u201d Eric set the slide onto the microscope.<\/p>\n \u201cI know, but you try having dinner with Stetler and Horatio in the same room. The guy actually had the nerve to question me about my whereabouts.\u201d Speed shrugged. \u201cI thought Horatio was going to kill him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s a jerk, what can I say?\u201d Eric looked up, \u201cHey took a look at this, what does it look like to you?\u201d<\/p>\n Speed walked over to the microscope, he studied it a bit, \u201cHoney.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHives?\u201d Eric wondered.<\/p>\n \u201dNot clean enough, this looks natural straight from a honeycomb.\u201d Speed walked back over to the shirt he was studying. \u201cCould be a transfer\u2026\u201d Speed looked up to see Horatio looking over at them from the fingerprints lab. \u201cFive.\u201d<\/p>\n Eric snickered.<\/p>\n ~*~<\/p>\n \u201cEric, I\u2019m not living with your parents!\u201d Speed stormed into the break room.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d Calleigh turned and stared at the two men.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ve been looking for a place, and Eric gives me an address of a great place, cheap rent.\u201d Speed glared at Eric, \u201cIt happens to be the apartment above his parent’s garage.\u201d<\/p>\n Calleigh snickered, and then looked at Eric, \u201cYou didn\u2019t?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe did,\u201d Speed smacked Eric as he sat on the couch.<\/p>\n \u201cHey, it\u2019s safe,\u201d Eric, pointed out. \u201cI mean just in case some Italian mob dude shows up the Cuban mob will take care of him.\u201d<\/p>\n Speed glared at him.<\/p>\n \u201cHe has a point,\u201d Calleigh high tailed it out of the break room when Speed turned and glared at her.<\/p>\n ~*~<\/p>\n \u201cH,\u201d Speed knocked on the office door. \u201cCan I talk to you for a second?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure, come on in,\u201d Horatio motioned towards a chair. \u201cHow\u2019s the new place?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGood, it\u2019s nice being settled and on my own again. I appreciate you putting up with me for so long.\u201d Speed smiled.<\/p>\n \u201cNo problem. So what can I help you with?\u201d Horatio asked.<\/p>\n \u201cCall off the cops.\u201d Speed gave him a look, \u201cAnd don\u2019t even deny it. They drive by my place every four hours.\u201d<\/p>\n Horatio bowed his head, \u201cbusted?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh yeah,\u201d Speed leaned back in the chair. \u201cI appreciate it, I do, and I understand. But my poor neighbors won\u2019t talk to me. They think I\u2019m some criminal the police are watching.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll call it off,\u201d Horatio picked up the phone.<\/p>\n \u201cThank you,\u201d Speed left the office and head back to the lab.<\/p>\n ~*~<\/p>\n \u201cHoratio!\u201d Speed glared at the redhead. \u201cWhen I asked for you to call off the cops I meant for them to be called off, not transferred to unmarked cars.\u201d Speed stormed off towards the crime scene.<\/p>\n \u201cBusted,\u201d Calleigh sang in a sing song voice as she walked by.<\/p>\n \u201cAnd how many times have you driven by?\u201d Horatio asked the blonde.<\/p>\n \u201cI refuse to say,\u201d She quipped and followed Speed into the house.<\/p>\n ~*~<\/p>\n Speed walked up to Detective Johnson, \u201cHey Mike, I just found some trace elements on the victims clothing, that I have a hunch we will find at the suspects ranch.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReally, what?\u201d Mike Johnson had just transferred to Miami-Dade Police a little over two months ago. He took an instant likely to the Trace Expert, though he didn\u2019t understand the lecture from Lieutenant Horatio Caine when it came to Speed\u2019s safety.<\/p>\n \u201cSeems the victim’s pant cuffs were covered with a specific oat grain, a type of horse feed. So I was going to head back out to the ranch, check his feed supply, take some samples.\u201d Speed had his kit in hand.<\/p>\n \u201cI have to finish this report up, I\u2019ll meet you out there.\u201d Johnson held up the folder that was in his hands. \u201cShould be no longer than an hour?\u201d<\/p>\n Speed\u2019s mouth dropped in shock. He quickly recovered, \u201cSure.\u201d He gave a quick wave then headed towards the elevator. He had to get out of the lab, before anyone noticed he was leaving by himself.<\/p>\n Horatio walked into the Trace lab and stopped short, \u201cWhere\u2019s Speed?\u201d<\/p>\n The lab tech looked up from the microscope, \u201cHe left here about two hours ago, something about a lead in his case.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThank you,\u201d Horatio walked down the hall and into the ballistics lab, \u201cSeen Speed?\u201d<\/p>\n Calleigh looked up, \u201cNo, not all morning.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWho\u2019s he working with?\u201d Horatio asked.<\/p>\n \u201cThe new guy, Detective Johnson,\u201d Calleigh looked over at Horatio, \u201cProblem?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo one has seen him for a couple of hours.\u201d Horatio sighed then went to look for Johnson.<\/p>\n He ran into Eric in the elevator, \u201cH, have you seen Speed?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I was just looking for him, why?\u201d Horatio asked.<\/p>\n \u201cThe suspect just made bail, wanted to know if he had anything new.\u201d Eric stated as the elevator door opened. Detective Johnson was talking with Yelina next to the receptionist.<\/p>\n \u201cDetective Johnson?\u201d Horatio walked up, with Eric behind him.<\/p>\n \u201cYes, Lt. Caine.\u201d Johnson turned towards the redhead.<\/p>\n \u201cWhere\u2019s Speed?\u201d Horatio asked his hands on his hips.<\/p>\n \u201cHe went back out to the ranch I was just leaving to join him.\u201d Johnson informed him, as he pulled out the phone from his pocket. He looked back up, concerned at the dead silence that was hanging in the air. \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou let Speed go off to a suspect’s house, alone without back-up?\u201d Horatio took a step forward.<\/p>\n \u201dA warrant had already been issued, suspect is in custody, and I had to finish a report\u2026\u201d He glanced over at Yelina stepping back from Caine.<\/p>\n \u201cHoratio, Detective Johnson has done nothing wrong,\u201d Yelina stepped in front of the scared detective.<\/p>\n Horatio frowned, \u201cFor your information the suspect just made bail, Eric let\u2019s go.\u201d<\/p>\n Speed was bagging samples of grain from the feed bins when a shadow fell over him, \u201cWow, two whole hours\u2026\u201d Speed turned to see the suspect standing over him with a shovel. He dove to the side; the shovel just grazed his temple. He scrambled back, dodging the next swing. He got to his feet and pulled his gun, \u201cFreeze.\u201d<\/p>\n The suspect stopped short, shovel over his head, \u201cDon\u2019t make me shoot you.\u201d Speed grumbled, as blood poured down his head. \u201cI have enough reason to, believe me. Now, because you decided to take a swing at me, I will never ever be allowed alone on a crime scene again. Bastard!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSPEED!\u201d The barn door opened, Horatio, Eric and Detective Johnson entered guns raised. \u201cDrop it!\u201d Horatio pointed his gun at the suspect. The suspect dropped the shovel and glared at the cops as they handcuffed and escorted him away.<\/p>\n Horatio walked up to Speed, placing a handkerchief over the cut on his forehead, \u201cI\u2019m not going to be out of your sight for awhile am I?\u201d A dizzy spell came over him and he slumped against Horatio.<\/p>\n \u201cEric!\u201d Horatio yelled for the Cuban. \u201cCall rescue.\u201d<\/p>\n A mumbled, \u201cI\u2019m fine\u201d came from his shoulder.<\/p>\n Speed woke up to the concerned face of Alexx Woods, \u201cWhere am I?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHospital, you took a bad blow to the head.\u201d Alexx soothed is hair back.<\/p>\n \u201cDamn,\u201d Speed cursed.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat is it sugar?\u201d Alexx smiled at him.<\/p>\n \u201cThey were just starting to let me out of their sights,\u201d Speed grumbled.<\/p>\n \u201dLike I said, long long long time.\u201d Alexx kissed his cheek. \u201cNow get some sleep.\u201d<\/p>\n ~* ~<\/p>\n Speed stood in the ballistics lab, Calleigh wrapped in his arms. He was trying to calm her down, her sobs wracking her small body. It was the year anniversary of his \u2018death\u2019. When he arrived late to work, he had been informed a frantic Calleigh had been looking for him. He found her crying in the ballistics lab. \u201cI\u2019m here.\u201d<\/p>\n She stepped back, sniffling and wiping away her tears. \u201cI\u2019m sorry, I had to see you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s okay, you\u2019re not the only one.\u201d Speed leaned up against the counter. \u201cHoratio showed up at my door this morning, while Eric actually had crashed on my couch last night.\u201d<\/p>\n Calleigh smiled, \u201cI don\u2019t feel so bad.\u201d She held her hand out, \u201cLet me see you\u2019re gun.\u201d<\/p>\n Speed tilted his head, \u201cDon\u2019t trust me?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI do, but it\u2019s just something I need to do,\u201d Calleigh dismantled the gun, checking every part of it. She smiled as she put it back together and handed it back.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s okay; I\u2019m surprised I haven\u2019t seen Alexx yet. Wonder where she is?\u201d Speed wondered.<\/p>\n \u201cCrime Scene,\u201d Horatio\u2019s voice interrupted them. \u201cWe have a case.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLet\u2019s go,\u201d Speed followed Horatio out the building. \u201cH?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, Speed.\u201d Horatio slipped on his sunglasses as they exited and looked over at the young man.<\/p>\n \u201cOne favor,\u201d Speed slipped his own glasses on as he walked by the redhead.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d Horatio asked a slight smile on his face.<\/p>\n \u201cNo jewelry stores,\u201d Speed, stated as he stopped by the Hummer.<\/p>\n Horatio responded by opening the passenger door, pulled out a Kevlar vest and handed it to Speed. Speed just grabbed it, sighed, and put it on. He got into the Hummer, turned and faced Horatio, \u201cJust one question?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d Horatio asked as he pulled out of the driveway.<\/p>\n \u201cHow long exactly is a \u2018long long long time\u2019?\u201d Speed relaxed into the seat.<\/p>\n \u201cAsk me again when you retire.\u201d Horatio glanced at the young man.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Title: Lost and Found Author: Bj Jones Rating: PG-13 Summary: A Lost Son is Found Author\u2019s Note: Okay this was my first CSI: Miami Fic … not necessarily my first Fanfic – but the first one I wrote for CSI: Miami. \u00a0I was still a bit hesitant in writing …<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":7655,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"class_list":["post-8664","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/P2Da1M-2fK","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":9055,"url":"https:\/\/www.sylumclan.com\/sylumblog\/the-generals-office\/bj-jones\/csi-miami\/one-moment\/","url_meta":{"origin":8664,"position":0},"title":"One Moment","author":"Nicolaus Meridius","date":"September 30, 2017","format":false,"excerpt":"Title: One Moment Author: Bj Jones Rating: R Summary: One moment changes Horatio's life Series: Companion Piece to One Call (found in the CSI: New York section - coming soon) *** \"SPEED!\" Horatio knelt down next to the fallen man. \"Come on Speed, hold on.\" Speed looked up with pain\u2026","rel":"","context":"Similar post","block_context":{"text":"Similar post","link":""},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"","width":0,"height":0},"classes":[]},{"id":9038,"url":"https:\/\/www.sylumclan.com\/sylumblog\/the-generals-office\/bj-jones\/csi-miami\/visiting-hours\/","url_meta":{"origin":8664,"position":1},"title":"Visiting Hours","author":"Nicolaus Meridius","date":"September 30, 2017","format":false,"excerpt":"Title: Visiting Hours Author: Bj Jones Rating: PG-13 Summary: After a tough case Horatio stops by for a visit *** Horatio looked down at the headstone. 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\nAuthor:<\/strong> Bj Jones
\nRating:<\/strong> PG-13
\nSummary:<\/strong> A Lost Son is Found
\nAuthor\u2019s Note:<\/strong> Okay this was my first CSI: Miami Fic … not necessarily my first Fanfic – but the first one I wrote for CSI: Miami. \u00a0I was still a bit hesitant in writing ‘slash’ so this and the sequel have a lean towards Calleigh\/Speed.<\/p>\n
\n\u201cWhat can I say, when you said hurry I broke speed records.\u201d Calleigh smiled, then faltered at Horatio\u2019s serious expression. \u201cWhat\u2019s going on Horatio?\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u201cHas he said anything?\u201d Eric asked; he still hadn\u2019t fully dealt with loosing Speed let alone having him come back.<\/p>\n
\n\u201cWitness Protection,\u201d Calleigh, Alexx, and Eric stated at the same time.<\/p>\n
\n\u201cHome invasion, wife shot at the front door.\u201d Yelina informed him as they walked into the house. \u201cHusband at the back kitchen door.\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u201cSpeedy,\u201d She smiled at the soft chuckle that came from him. \u201cI want you to answer me one question.\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u201cLater tonight,\u201d Alexx looked up from the counter where she was making sandwiches. \u201cThey got called to a home invasion.\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u201cHoratio,\u201d Yelina folded her arms in front of her. \u201cExplain to me, what Tim\u2019s picture is doing on a different ID, with a fed number.\u201d<\/p>\n
\nHoratio sagged into his chair, very unlike him. He leaned back in his chair, his shoulders were tense, he had a slight headache, and he was tired. The past few days had been difficult. Speed was healing nicely, but had become withdrawn. Horatio could understand, he would hate being cooped up even if it was for his own safety.<\/p>\n
\n\u201cI was just informed that Philips knew where the safe house was in New York, and also Miami.\u201d Horatio informed the Marshal.<\/p>\n
\nSpeed stared out the side window, watching Miami skyline disappear into the distance, \u201cYou do realize this is totally clich\u00e9 that you would dump my body in the Everglades?\u201d Speed sarcastic tone echoed through the car.<\/p>\n