Chapter 3

Late that night, Macalleigh awoke again. Woke from a dream that lead her to Horatio's body. Seeing all the blood, and tissue, she screamed, waking the house.

"Macalleigh!! Macalleigh. Wake up angel baby, come on."

Finally shaking her awake, she curled up into a ball.

"I don't want to be here daddy. I don't want to be here anymore."

"Macalleigh. You need to stop this. Think of Nicholas, you haven't seen him since we brought you home."

"I don't want to see him daddy. I can't see him. He's to much of a reminder."

"Now you listen to me young lady. It's one thing to be upset. But it's a hell of another to take it out on your new born child. Now you are going to get up, get dressed, pick up your son and nurse him. Do you understand?"

Ignoring her dad, she turned over. That was it. Mac had had enough. Pulling her up from the bed he shook her.

"Stop this Macalleigh. He's gone. You understand? He's never coming back. That's something you have to learn to live with. Now you can cry, scream, get upset on your own time. But for right now you are going to nurse your son."

Leaving the room, Mac brought in Nicholas. Laying him on the bed, he left the room.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you angel baby. But life moves forward whether we want it too, or not."

Once he shut the door, Macalleigh picked up Nicholas and held him to her heart.

"I'm so sorry my baby. I never meant to ignore you. I'm so sorry you won't know your daddy. You would have loved him."

Baring her breast while crying, Nicholas began to nurse.

When Mac got to his room, Calleigh seen the tears pouring down his face. Without a word, she got up, walked over and wrapped him tightly in her arms.

"Caaaaaaalliegh...I need..."

Calleigh knew what he needed. She knew everything her husband needed. Looking into his eyes, she passionately kissed. Stroking her tongue around his, as he took. Took in the need to feel love, to feel warmth, and passion.

Picking her up, he carried her to the bed. Laying her upon the sheets, he slid his fingertips down her gown exposing her soft tender breasts. Sensually taking one into his mouth he began to suckle, lick, caresses her in endless passion.

Never did he tire of touching her. After 21 years of marriage she was his life, his joy, his partner. Moving himself down her body he caressed his tongue across her thighs, till he got to the very heat of her.

Taking his fingers, he opened her sheath into a vee, and with a whispered caress touched her swollen bud, sending her into their secret place. A place where only they existed.

Stroking his tongue lower, he plunged it deep within her core, causing her to grip his head in fevered passion. So much passion that Calleigh felt everything that was her husband within her.

Sensually moving back up upon her, he slipped into her like a dream. As they moved within each other, Mac and Calleigh both cried.

Cried for the pain that was in their daughter, cried for the loss that was their son. But most of all they cried for the pain Nicholas would feel as he grew to come to know what happened to his father.

Pouring themselves into each other, they passionately shared another deep passionate kiss. Then slipping himself from the bed, he went to check on his angel baby.