Don't own 'em, any of 'em. Beware, this story makes mention of two fellas liking each other.

This is a nod to everyone who gave positive feedback over the last, what, year is it now? I have quite a story planned out for these two if I can ever find the time and impetus to write it. So thanks for the support, it helps get the new ones off the brain shelf.

Most of the comments have been about not being able to see these two together until reading this series and there's a good reason for that. I write Horatio here a little out of current character, mostly because I still see him as he was in the first few seasons: intense, caring, still as much of a scientist as a cop. I don't think Grissom would ever go for the Horatio that seemed to crop up in the last few seasons.

I'm not a huge fan of rewriting stories the show has already done but some of them need to be worked in to build up to later events(or to lead to current events as is the case here). Enjoy.

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The Caine household was a fairly happy place that weekend. Kyle had been invited to spend the time with his father and his lover and had chosen to take them up on it. Horatio and Grissom were enjoying it. The stress of work and family seemed to subside as they learned more about the teenager in their midst and generally goofed around. Grissom could forget about his fractured team back home and how he hadn't worked with Catherine, Warrick or Nick in months. Almost, just almost, he could forget about how much he missed them when he was doing nothing important with his lover and his son.

That was why they were all three exiting go-carts at the moment, perspiration on their foreheads from the helmets, laughing.

"That was so sick," Kyle said breathlessly, his short blond hair askew.

Horatio reached up and smoothed the errant strands just to have them stick back up. "Seems you're a natural."

"There will, of course, be a rematch." Grissom said, looking seriously at Kyle before a smile split his face.

"I don't think that would be so fair to dad." Kyle said, before ducking from a swipe from his father that didn't come.

Horatio just shook his head. "Pride...is the sign of a foolish man, son."

They sat down at a table in the snack bar and started to look through menus when Grissom's phone rang. He was slow in getting it out and saw that he had missed a call from Catherine.

Horatio looked questioningly at him.

Grissom shrugged and put his phone away. "Catherine. She'll leave a message."

Eyes returned to badly printed menus but again, a phone rang. Horatio pulled it out and frowned before looking up to Grissom and handing it to him.

Grissom saw that it was Catherine's number again and quickly flipped open the phone, pressing it to his ear. "Catherine?" His voice was calm, hiding a pang of panic that immediately arose.

Horatio and Kyle watched his face darken.

"Damn," he breathed, "I'm going to the airport now. Let me call you back in five minutes."

Horatio noted the increased movements of Grissom's chest beneath his shirt, the slight tremor in his hand as he handed back the phone.

"Nick was abducted from a scene 20 minutes ago." Grissom said as he rose.

Horatio rose with him. "Abducted?"

"Can you drive me to the airport?" The look that passed between the two was intense. Their minds were in the same places right now, there was no real need to speak.

"Come on Kyle, let's go," Horatio said, following Grissom towards the exit. The teenager didn't ask questions. just followed obediently. It didn't take a genius to notice the shift in atmosphere when that phone call happened. He'd seen his dad change like that a few times. It was interesting to see Grissom react similarly.

Horatio drove, Grissom fired clipped questions into his phone as he jotted notes on the pad of paper that lived in the car's glove box. Kyle sat in the back and kept his mouth shut. The time for questions, he knew, would be after Grissom was on a plane.

Once in the airport, Horatio went immediately to the ticket desk as Grissom was still on the phone. It took a flash of his badge but the process went quickly. The badge came out once more when security insisted that He and Kyle not be allowed through to wait with Grissom and quiet, terse words were exchanged. They were let through, Grissom still on his phone.

"You okay?" Horatio asked Kyle, giving him that calm, steadying gaze.

Swallowing, Kyle nodded. "Yeah. Is everything gonna be okay?"

"It's going to be fine." He squeezed Kyle's shoulder before turning back to Grissom, finally off the phone. "What do we know?"

Grissom shook his head, jaw clenched and eyes narrow. "Next to nothing. What they did find...I don't think it's good."

Boarding was announced and they stood. Both men held each other tightly.

"I'll follow as soon as I can," Horatio whispered into Grissom's ear. He didn't respond, just nodded into Horatio's neck, rough hairs on tender skin.

Grissom looked over Horatio's shoulder as they parted, fixing Kyle with the same respectful gaze he'd worn when they met, tinged though it was with worry. "Rematch?"

"Totally," he replied quietly, adams apple bobbing.

"Hang in there," Horatio called after his lover. A quick flash of grey eyes over a shoulder and he was gone.

Horatio looked after him, thinking for a moment that this 'here and gone' game they were being forced to play was getting tiresome. Sighing, he looked back at Kyle who smiled the reassuring smile of a child back at him.

The fact that Grissom essentially did the same job as his father had come up and Kyle now learned about some of the people Grissom worked with. One of them was named Nick and he was missing, taken while on assignment.

"I'm going to go to Vegas as soon as I've made sure the lab is taken care of," Horatio said once they were back home. He was packing Grissom's suit case. He fixed Kyle with a level stare. "Are you going to be okay?"

Kyle sat on the bed and nodded his head vigorously. "Yeah, you should go. Um, will you let me know when...well, when you know something."

His father knelt infront of him and placed his hands around Kyle's jaw. "I'll let you know when I am coming home, okay? And I am going to have Yelina come and check on you." This was not ideal, Horatio had to admit to himself. His son was sensitive to him being gone for any period of time, easily noticeable by how he showed up on the doorstep for a sleepover if he hadn't seen Horatio in a while. There was progress made these last two days and Horatio would have preferred it not end with Kyle being abandoned.

He knew, looking into those blue eyes, that that was exactly Kyle's fear but the boy stiffened his upper lip. "I don't need to be checked up on."

Horatio leaned his head a bit to one side. "I know that...I'm going to do it for me, okay? I want to make sure you're doing all right."

Before he walked out the door, Kyle wrapped his father in a death grip, squeezing hard in an effort to avoid tears. No words were spoken, just that hug passed between them for a while before they parted, Horatio putting his palm to his son's cheek one last time.