Author note: next chapter is up.
Horatio comes home
Softly Horatio opened his front door. They lights in the living room were still on, but the house was completely silent. Horatio saw his son sleeping on the couch. Kyle mumbled something, then he turned around and opened his eyes: "Dad you're home."
"I am son. Sorry about the late night. It was a last moment scene."
"That is alright dad. I fell asleep waiting for you." Kyle sat up as Horatio moved to sit on a chair: "why didn't you go to bed?"
"I just closed my eyes for a moment. I'm going to bed now." Kyle got up and grabbed his books, from the side table. "Did anything happen while I was out?" Horatio asked as he handed his son a book that had fallen on the ground.
"Not much. Except…" Kyle hesitated, Horatio looked at him and in his slow manner of speech draw out a: "Yesss?"
"Celesta called she asked me to say hi to you. She sounded a bit disappointed." Kyle said, not looking at Horatio. Horatio remained silent for a while, but Kyle could feel that Horatio didn't like this turn of events. "When was the last time you took her out?" Kyle asked, now looking up at Horatio. Horatio looked up surprised. "I know this might not be my place to say anything, but when mom was married to Ron they did a lot of things together. They couldn't stay away from each other. You and Celesta hardly see each other."
"The relationship between your mother and Ron Saris is not a good example of a solid relationship. And I am going to see Celesta tomorrow." Horatio tried to keep the answer as brief and neutral as possible. The marriage of Julia Weston to Ron Saris had been a bad thing, and it still stung Horatio how Julia could have loved a man like Ron Saris.
"I'm sorry, I won't meddle. I'm going to bed." Kyle shortly said.
"Goodnight son." Horatio said as he watched his son descend the stairs to his room. Then he got his wallet and took the small photo of Celesta out. She had a bright smile and twinkling eyes. Horatio realized he missed her, in the last months they had continued dating and he had enjoyed every date immensely, yet something about Celesta was not right. It seemed as if her laugh couldn't reach her eyes anymore, not completely.
Horatio remembered Eric's question and the conversation he had just had with his son. Apparently others also saw something was wrong. Maybe it was time to talk about this with Celesta, Horatio thought. He put his wallet away and walked to his bedroom. He needed to rest first.
That night Horatio slept fitfully in a large cold bed.
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