You still get me

Horatio Caine sighed as he read the text from his daughter. The test came back negative, she wasn't pregnant. He stared out the window in his kitchen, his thoughts wandering. Jessica had come to him earlier that day with tears in her eyes. She told him she thought she might be pregnant again because her period was late. It was only by a few days but it still shook her because it had been almost a month since she and her boyfriend, Ryan Wolfe, had unintentionally had unprotected sex. She promised she would get tested and tell him as soon as she knew.

Horatio took a long drink of his scotch and continued to look out into the night sky. He was relieved that his daughter wasn't pregnant because he knew her body was still healing from when she had been kidnapped and her last baby aborted with a metal hook. There had been a lot of damage done to her uterus and Alexx had told her to not plan on having another baby for at least six months. Even after that she should wait a few years before trying for a baby.

Horatio couldn't help but feel disappointed though. He had been elated at the news he was going to have a grandchild. That is after he got over the fact that the father was Ryan Wolfe. He knew though with time Jessica and Ryan would be willing to try for another baby.

Horatio walked through his house and into his master bedroom. He rummaged through the top drawer in his dresser and found the box he was looking for. He opened the ring box and stared at the rings inside. They had belonged to Jessica's mother and biological father. It was her mother's engagement ring and their matching wedding bands. They were beautiful and shined even in the dim light of his bedroom. The rubies were perfect and each tiny pearl was still there.

Horatio remembered the day Brian had asked him to come along to pick out a ring for him to propose to Jessica Stone, his daughter's mother, the original Jessica Stone. They had gone to three different stores but nothing struck Horatio as the right one. They finally stopped at one last place before calling it a day and there it was. It was a silver ring with a large ruby. There were several impossibly tiny pearls surrounding it and the silver frame wrapped along the top and bottom of the ruby. Along the band was an engraving of a vine. The ring came with matching wedding bands. They were silver with four evenly spaced rubies encrusted in the metal. The vine was also engraved into the metal and wrapped around each ruby.

Horatio grabbed Brian and dragged him over to the display. Brian agreed it was prefect and placed an order to have a set custom made for him and Jessica. Horatio asked the clerk if the vine was the only engraving the ring could have and the clerk had told him for a price they could change it to whatever they wanted. Horatio suggested Brian change the vine to a Celtic knot. Jessica was very proud of her Irish heritage and the Celtic knot was one thing that exemplified her love for her ancestors. Brian agreed and changed the engraving to a Celtic knot.

Horatio stared at the rings and felt his heart grow heavy. Jessica's mother had asked him if he had picked it out and Horatio was surprised she was able to figure it out. He closed the box and returned it to its hiding place. He hardly ever looked at the rings anymore since Jessica's parents' death. He didn't even think his daughter knew what they looked like or that they even existed still.

Brian had instructed in his will that Horatio was to give the rings to the man that was to marry his daughter. Horatio wondered if that man would be Ryan Wolfe someday. Ryan said he loved Jessica more than anyone in the world and was willing to prove it to Horatio. He had done so many times over the course of the ten months Ryan and Jessica had been dating, but when it came to the topic of marriage Ryan always seemed scared.

One night Jessica had called Horatio crying because Ryan had hastily left to go for a walk after Jessica said something about where they would live once they were married. Horatio talked to his daughter for over two hours while she waited for her boyfriend to come home. When he did Horatio demanded to speak to Ryan.

"Mr. Wolfe, if you ever walk out on my daughter like that again I will have your neck!" he had threatened him. Ryan quietly answered "Yes sir" and tried to explain he had had a sudden panic attack and needed some space. "Then at least explain that before you leave my daughter bawling on the phone with me!"

Horatio laid in his bed wearing the Red Wings shirt his daughter had bought him for Christmas as a joke. She knew he was a Chicago Blackhawks fan and truly detested the Detroit Red Wings. It was Jessica's biological father that had gotten him interested in hockey. Jessica had developed the same love but for a different team. For her birthday that year Horatio had gotten his revenge by buying her a Blackhawks shirt. Jessica had laughed and said she was glad to have something else to wear when she did trash runs and dumpster diving at work.

Sleep seemed to evade him some nights. That night Horatio kept thinking back to the threatening message James had yelled at Jesse Cardoza when he had observed James's execution.

"Watch your back CSI guy! My brothers are still there in Miami and they've got something planned for you! Tell Izzy I love her and I'll see her in hell!"

Horatio had no clue what James meant and he feared for his daughter's safety. Jessica had refused to be placed in protective serves because she didn't want to live her life in fear. "If they're going to come after me then I'll be waiting with open arms and loaded guns!" Jessica had declared. Horatio chuckled at the thought of his daughter wielding two guns and taking down an entire gang on her own.

His thoughts shifted to his daughter's mother, the only woman he had ever truly loved. He had loved his wife Marisol, he loved her very much, but not like he had Jessica Stone. He thought of her face and the way she smelled. He felt his cock come to life and throb as he remembered all the nights they had spent together.

"Damn it Jessabelle," Horatio muttered as he stuffed his hand into his pajama pants, "After all these years you still get me."

Yes, I just insinuated that Horatio masturbates. Enjoy that picture in your mind.