A/N: I'm in the school library and supposed to do educational stuff, instead of writing a fic. I'll just say it's for English. And what educational stuff am I supposed to do for three hours?

Summary: Ray jr. and Horatio go on a fishing trip for the weekend, while things back in Miami take a wrong turn. Horatio/Yelina. Set during season three. One shot. The fic's got nothing to do with the fishing trip Horatio promised Ray jr. in Hell Night, though…

Disclaimer: Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know, I know. I don't own CSI:Miami. Though I like to pretend I do.

Off for the weekend

Ray jr. looked at his mom, begging.
"Ah, please mom, it's just a fishing trip!"
Yelina looked at her son. It was not that she didn't want him to go on a fishing trip with his uncle, it was that it meant she wouldn't see him (or his uncle, for that matter) for the whole weekend. It meant not having Horatio around.
"Don't you have a test on Monday?" she asked him, hoping that she recalled that right.
"I do, but I'll just take my books with me and ask uncle Horatio to help me!"
The boy had a point there. Yelina sighed.
"Dios, Ray. Okay, but just this one time."
"Cool!" Ray ran over to the telephone and dialled a number that he knew very well.

Horatio just walked out of the Trace lab when he heard a familiar ring tone. He flipped his cell phone open and looked at who was calling him. Yelina. She had the day off, right? Yeah, otherwise she wouldn't be calling from her home phone.
"Horatio" he answered. The voice at the other side wasn't Yelina's, but it was family.
"Uncle Horatio, it's me, Ray. Mom said we could go on that fishing trip you promised!"
Horatio smiled when he heard his nephew's voice. "Shall I pick you up Saturday morning at ten, then?"
"Sure. Saturday is tomorrow, right?" Ray replied. "Oh, wait, mom wants to know where we will go fishing."
"You can tell her we'll go to Biscayne"
"Awesome! Mom, Biscayne!" Ray called to his mother.
"Ray, can you please give me your mom on the phone for a second, please?" Horatio asked.

Yelina looked at her son. "Biscayne" she whispered. That sounded okay, but what if something happened down here? No, she shouldn't be that selfish. Horatio had always been there for her, he now too deserved some time off from his off-duty duties. Well, he seemed to see them as duties and she'd slowly grown accustomed to it. She knew the rumours that went around about them. She'd heard them all. There were a lot of people who said that they had a relation. They didn't, but that was only because Horatio didn't dare to make the first move and neither did Yelina. Or at least, that was what Yelina thought. To be true, it was more that Horatio didn't want to hurt her and for that matter didn't make the first move. Because he too was aware of the fact that Yelina did seem to like him. If he wasn't, he'd be the stupidest person alive. And everyone who knew Horatio knew he absolutely wasn't.

"Hey" Yelina greeted Horatio when Ray handed her the phone.
"Hey" Horatio greeted her. "How're you doing?"
"I'm fine" Yelina said, imagining how he'd probably smile at the other side of the connection. How did she love it when she saw him smile.

Horatio was happy to hear Yelina. "That's good. Ehm – you think it's okay if I take Ray on a fishing trip to Lake Okeechobee?"
"Sure" she answered.
"You don't sound to sure"
Horatio heard Yelina laugh. If he wasn't this damn afraid to hurt her, he'd have already told her how much he loved her. But he couldn't."No, no, please, it's okay."
"All right. I'll pick him up tomorrow at ten. Hang in there, okay?"

"You too" Yelina whispered, before she ended the call.
"Mom, why don't you just tell him?" Ray said, teasing her.
"Tell him what?" Yelina asked, blushing. Ray laughed and walked out.
"You know" he called at her. "I go pack my bag!"

Horatio walked up to the front door, where he rang the doorbell. Only a moment later, Yelina opened the door.
"Hey" she said. She knew he would show up, so why was she blushing?

"Hey" he said. He was almost too afraid to take off his sunglasses, afraid he'd show her what he felt. But that'd be rude, wouldn't it? So he slipped off his sunglasses and smiled at her.
"I'll go tell Ray you're here. You wanna come in?" she asked him.
"Ehm – well, I think we should go in a minute, to avoid the worst traffic" oh. Stupid excuse. Traffic was already bad and by the way, traffic was mostly flowing toward Miami, not from it. But Yelina seemed to accept the excuse.
"Okay." She walked over to Ray's room. "Ray?" she asked, when she opened the door.
"Yeah?"
"Horatio is here"
"Cool" he shut off his computer and grabbed his bag. Together, they walked back to the front door, where Horatio was still waiting.
"See you tomorrow!" Ray said to his mom, while walking to Horatio's car and opening the trunk to put his bag in it. "Wow, uncle Horatio, is that a new fishing-rod? It's a cool one!"
"It's for you, buddy" Horatio said, smiling. He then looked back at Yelina. "If that's okay with you"
Yelina smiled back at him. "Sure. Take care of him, okay?"
"Always" he answered. "Ray? Shouldn't you say bye to your mom?"
"Already did! C'mon, I wanna go!"
Yelina laughed. Horatio smiled at the boy and then looked at Yelina. "See you tomorrow"
"Bye" she said. Horatio slipped on his sunglasses and walked over to the car.
Ray was already seated in the driver's seat and was smiling at Horatio.
"I'll drive"
Horatio smiled back at him. "Do you have the keys?"
Ray's smile faded. "No."
Horatio showed him the keys. "I do, so why don't we say I'll drive?"
Ray laughed. "Okay. You drive. I'm too young to drive anyway"
Horatio smiled. "True"

Yelina looked at the car taking off. Then, she walked over to Ray's room to see what he was doing at the computer before he shut it off. Because she knew his friends, and it wasn't one of them he was MSN'ing with when he shut it off, she was curious. For a moment, she searched for the folder that saved his MSN conversations. Then she found the right conversation.

Ray says: I'm not sure whether or not I should tell that to mom.

R.C.C. says: You don't have to. She doesn't know.

Ray says: But still.

R.C.C. says: Just have fun with Horatio this weekend, and then I'll make sure things will go the way that they're supposed to go. All right?

Ray says: Whatever. Will you come to uncle H and me this weekend? When we're fishing?

R.C.C. says: I'd love to, but I can't. I've some things to do.

Ray says: Oh, uncle H is here. Talk to you later, 'kay?

R.C.C. says: Hope to, since I'm not sure if that's possible. Bye!

Ray says: Bye…

Who was this R.C.C? Yelina looked at the photo that still stood on Ray jr.'s desk, even though it was almost five years ago. Could it be? No way. Although… that would explain why Horatio was being even more secretive lately… then he'd know about it. Or not? Could it be coincidence? That someone had the exact same initials?

Horatio heard the 'beep' that told him he had received a SMS. He flipped open his phone and looked at who was texting him. Yelina. Weird.

R.C.C.

That was all the SMS said. And it was all Horatio needed to know.
"Ray?" he asked the little boy who sat in the passenger seat, next to him.
"Yeah?"
Horatio hesitated for a moment. "Never mind." He looked at his nephew for a moment. And then he realised it. They all knew everything. They just wouldn't tell each other. Or would they, one day?

A/N: So I still have way too many hours to go until I will get bored on a different level. But anyway, I do hope y'all like this little fic. I liked writing it, that's for sure…