Author's Note: Okay, I'm a new author, so please, bear with me on this one! Luckily, it's summer, so I'll be able to update quickly and all that. Takes place after "Wolfe in Sheep's Clothing." Also, you might want to watch Special Unit 2 to understand this. It's on YouTube. Oh, and for those Walter fans, he'll be introduced as Ryan's replacement, and Ryan never met Jesse because he died after Ryan leaves.

Disclaimer: I don't own CSI: Miami, Special Unit 2, or ANYTHING related to it or that seems familiar. The only thing I happen to own is my OC, who will be introduced later.

Prologue: Going Home

Ryan Wolfe was pacing inside the break room. Things in is life had taken a turn for the worst. First, he was kidnapped and forced to turn his back against his team, if he could even call them that, then, Calleigh and Eric had basically thrown him out. And this was not mentioning the fact that no one knew the real truth, well, besides Horatio. Ryan felt betrayed, he felt like he'd reached an all-time low. This was nothing compared to his first years at the lab, when he was nothing but an outcast, a replacement. He still was one, but at least people were decent enough to try and hide it. Now, it wouldn't even be that. He wouldn't be able to show his face around the lab without the whispers or the looks.

Then, Eric and Calleigh walked into the break room, breaking through his thought bubble. Calleigh was glaring at him and Eric walked right up to him, gripping his shoulder, forcing him to stop his pacing.

"Look, Wolfe, I don't know what your problem is, but we want an explanation. Why'd you do it, huh? Try and claim the glory of solving this case for yourself? Do you want to have praise that much, that you're willing to steal evidence from a case?" Eric asked, eyes narrowed.

Ryan just sighed as he looked at Eric. He really didn't feel like explaining this to anyone, let alone the people who had thrown him out. "I didn't do it for glory, Delko. I don't want glory. If I didn't do it, things would have gone horribly wrong. So, just let up, man." Ryan said, trying to get passed Eric and out the door, but Delko wasn't having it.

"You don't tell us why you did this, and we'll tell H," he threatened.

This just made Ryan snap. "H already knows everything, okay? Just go and ask him! Hell, I'm surprised he didn't tell you already cause you would all love to hear why I want missing for a day and I would love to hear why no one came for me!"

This made Eric freeze, giving Ryan enough time to break free and fast-walk out of the break room. He made his way to the elevator and pressed the button to the lobby. He made sure the doors closed real quickly so he wouldn't have to face the CSI's glares. Soon, the elevator opened and he walked out of the building, and the sight that greeted him was shocking.

Ryan Wolfe was not expecting to see his former Special Unit 2 colleagues, Kate Benson and Nick O'Malley, at the Miami-Dade Crime Lab. In fact, he'd thought that he would never see them again. Guess he was wrong.

"Kate, Nick, what are you guys doing here?" he asked, walking up to them. They turned around at his approach and smiled at him.

"Well, we were here finishing up a cold case, but that's over and done with, so now, we're here to see you, Jonathan," replied Kate with a smile.

"Yeah, Junior G Man. Actually, we weren't expecting to see you here. You working at the crime lab now?" Nick asked, his signature smirk playing at his lips.

"Well, not for long. And, I kind of go by Ryan now, but, you know what? Stick to Jonathan. I've always liked it better anyway," Ryan replied, easily shaking off the question about his work. But it didn't go unnoticed by Kate.

"What do you mean not for long? Are you quitting?" she asked, concerned for her former colleague.

"Um, yeah, I am," Ryan said, rubbing the back of his neck subconsciously. He kind of hoped they'd ask why. He needed to get everything out. And, as if he could read his mind, Nick asked.

"Why, Jonathan. It's not working out for you?" he said, suddenly a little worried.

Ryan went on to explain everything that had happened. The gambling, the kidnapping, the Russians, the little boy, the evidence, and the way his team had treated him, even though they didn't know what had happened to him. By the time he was done, Nick and Kate had horrified expressions on them.

"Are you okay?" Kate asked, genuinely sounding concerned, which was something Ryan hadn't been exposed to in a very long time.

"Yeah, I'll be fine. But I'm ready to leave this job. I've been thinking about it for a while but was still cautious, you know? I have been here for a long time. It will be a little hard to leave," Ryan said truthfully.

"Well, we do have a detective position open back at SU2. You could always call Captain Paige and apply. I'm sure you're qualified enough to do it. Here's his card," Nick said, handing over a card with his boss's name and number on it.

Ryan took the card and smiled at it. Maybe this whole thing was for the better. "Yeah, I think I'll give him a call. Thanks, guys. I really needed this," Ryan said, a small smile playing over his lips.

"Anytime, Jonathan. Let us know how everything goes, alright?" Kate asked, her eyes bright.

"Yes, of course. I'll talk to you later, okay?" Ryan said, putting the card in his pocket and waving goodbye to his former, maybe soon-to-be present, colleagues. He quickly walked back into the building and walked straight towards Horatio's office. When he saw the red head in there, he wasted no time in knocking. He just went right in.

"Hey, H," he began, clipping off his gun and badge and setting on his former boss's desk, "I'd like to formally state my resignation, effective immediately."

Horatio looked up at him, surprise evident in his usually guarded blue eyes. "May I ask why you are doing this, Mr. Wolfe?" he asked, looking up at him from his paperwork.

Ryan sighed and ran a hand through his brown hair. He hated when people called him by his last name. What was wrong with his first name? "I just feel that this isn't working out. I can't put up with the fakeness that I get when I'm here. I need to move on from this part of my life. But thank you for this opportunity," Ryan said extending his hand out.

"Alright, Mr. Wolfe. It's been a pleasure having you on my team," Horatio said, taking his hand and shaking it.

At that, Ryan smiled and let out a humorless chuckle. He met H's questioning eyes and said, "I was never really part of this team, Lieutenant Caine."

And with that, he left to the locker room. Luckily, he'd already planned on quitting, so he had an empty box waiting at the bottom of his locker. He quickly packed up his things, which weren't a lot, and he closed the locker, only to find Natalia coming in the room.

"What's with the box? You're leaving?" Natalia asked with a million questions in her eyes. She walked right up to him and leaned against the lockers.

Ryan just nodded and walked quickly to the door, where he stopped and turned his head towards a very shocked Natalia. "I'll miss you," he simply said and he walked out of the locker room, then the building, ignoring all the stares of the CSI's.

When he got home, he hastily put the box down and called Captain Page.

"Captain Page," a very impatient voice answered.

"Yes, um, this is Jonathan Wolfe, you know, the old tech guy," he said, a little nervous.

"Oh, Jonathan. I was expecting your call. Benson and O'Malley told me you want the detective position, right?" he said, getting straight to the point.

No small talk with this guy. Ever. Thought Ryan. "Yeah, I want the position."

"I'm reading your file, and I'm impressed. You've grown a little since we last saw you. And from the looks of it, you have a temper like O'Malley, maybe worse. Well, I don't see why not, so you have the job. You can start whenever you get into Chicago," he said, getting right to the point like always.

"Yes, sir. Bye," Ryan said, excitedly. He went to his computer and searched apartments and flight times. When that was in order, he packed up everything he owned and went to bed that night smiling for the first time in a long time.

The next day, Ryan Wolfe became Jonathan Wolfe once again as he flew to Chicago and never looked back.

Author's Note: So you like? Review please? Let me know you're reading. It'd be appreciated. And, if you do review and read this, tell me if you want this to be a CaRWash fic or a RaiN fic, or not at all. Give me inspiration! So, yeah. Not sure if I'm going to keep this as a one-shot or chapter story, but I'm leaning more towards chapter.. Hmm. Let me know what you think.