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Songs listened to while typing this chapter: Hello Seattle by Owl City, Fireflies by Owl City, Undead by Hollywood Undead, No. 5 by Hollywood Undead, and Rainbow Veins by Owl City.

Helping Kyle

Chapter 3

The next morning found Cale and Calico munching on their cereal happily. They were happy to see everyone, including their best friends Shayli and Nathan. For most of the pool time yesterday, they had been trying to coax Annabel into talking, but she wouldn't budge.

"Where's Dad?" Calico asked Cale, her mouth full of the frosted flakes she was devouring.

"Sleeping," Cale answered, his mouth full with his chocolate cereal.

"And Mom?"

Cale just shrugged. Finishing his cereal quickly, he and his sister had a race to see who could down their milk first.

"I win!" Calico shouted, slamming down her bowl.

"Did not," Cale whispered, slipping out of his chair and running to the sink to put his bowl away.

Calico shot after him, throwing her bowl from a well six feet away. Cale watched, and cringed, when the bowl shattered in the sink.

"What was that?!" Calleigh called from the other room.

"Nothing!" Calico and Cale chorused, staring at each other in horror.

Cale dragged the garbage can and slid it over to the sink while Calico grabbed the pieces of bowl out of it. Calleigh leaned against the doorway, watching her kids trying to throw away the evidence.

She shook her head and cleared her throat. Both children jumped, turning to look at her.

"Who did it?" Calleigh asked.

She looked at both Calico and Cale, neither speaking up.

"Well then, what should I-"

"It was me. I'm sorry, Mommy." Cale whispered quietly.

Calleigh raised an eyebrow when she noticed that Cale still had his bowl in his hands, but said nothing about it.

"Alright, get out of here you two. I'll clean it up. Calico, will you go get the paper?"

"Yes, Mom."

Cale placed the bowl on the counter and ran after his sister, who already had the front door open. Cale tilted his head to the side in confusion when he noticed a box right near their door. He picked it up and looked at the top.

"What's that, Cale?" Calico asked after she had fetched the newspaper.

"It's a box. It says Caine."

"Maybe it's something Mommy and Daddy got us," Calico said happily. "Take it upstairs into my room, and I'll be up after I give Mommy the paper."

Cale nodded and quietly tromped up the stairs. He peeked into his parents' bedroom, and sure enough, a head of red hair was poking out from beneath the slowly moving blankets. Cale shook his head. He really couldn't believe his father wasn't up already. He ran into Calico's room, hiding the box beneath her bed, before running back to his father.

Cale lightly hopped up on the bed, tapping his father on his shoulder. When Horatio didn't move, Cale tapped him again.

"Mm?" He asked, looking up at his son who was leaning over him.

"Morning, Dad," Cale whispered.

Horatio smiled up at his son, before rubbing his face.

"What time is it?" He asked.

"A little after ten."

"Why didn't Calleigh wake me up?" Horatio grumbled, mainly to himself.

"Maybe she thought you needed a little break," Cale replied.

"I always get up early, Cale. There's no breaking that habit."

"Weren't you really tired? You were moaning and complaining last night. Were you doing push ups?" Cale asked.

Horatio coughed and looked up at his son's innocent face.

"Yes. You're right. The push ups made me tired, Cale. Good observation." Horatio said, ruffling his son's hair. "You're on your way to becoming a great CSI."

Cale beamed at the compliment, scrambling out of the bed and into the hallway, smacking into Calico.

"Ow Cale," Calico muttered, rubbing her shoulder.

"Sorry," Cale whispered, worrying over an equally hurt head.

Looking over at their father who was just getting out of bed, Calico whispered to her brother.

"Where's the box?"

Cale nodded his head towards her room, also wary of their father, whom they knew to have impeccable hearing. They both crept as silently as they could towards Calico's bedroom, sighing in relief when they were able to shut the door, closing them off from the rest of the house.

Pulling the box out from underneath Calico's bed, Cale quickly removed the envelope that said Caine. He opened it gently, taking out the card, reading it out loud to his sister.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine,

Here's a little movie I think you'll enjoy.

Calico waited for Cale to say more, but she was thoroughly disappointed.

"That's it?" She asked.

Cale nodded, opening the box, and pulling out a DVD case.

"What do you think it is?" He whispered quietly.

"It's a movie you dummy. Now put it in my player and let's watch it to see what happens."

"I don't think we should, Calico."

"Are we going to be CSI or not? This is considered evidence, and we need to watch it."

"I suppose you're right..." Cale murmured.

"Of course I'm right. Now, let's play this thing."

Reaching over Cale's arm, she pressed the 'on' button. The disk tray opened, and Cale removed the DVD from its case, placing it in the tray. Calico closed it and pressed play. At first, it was just a black screen. Calico turned the volume up, and then the sound began.

"Hello Lieutenant Caine. By now, I'm sure you are wondering just what this DVD is for. Let me just show you, hm?"

Calico and Cale looked at each other in confusion. It was a black screen, so how could he show them? When they turned back towards the television, they saw Kyle strapped in a chair. He was beaten and bloody, one of his eyes swollen shut. His lip was bleeding from multiple places, and his hair was a mess. His nose looked like it was at an awkward angle and mild curses were spilling from his lips.

"We have your son, Caine. Here is what you do: number one, don't contact anybody. Don't even tell your precious wife. Number two, somehow, someway you must get us two million dollars. Cash. Got it, Caine? If you don't follow these instructions exactly, Kyle's wife will be a widow, and you'll lose your son. If you try and contact anybody, we'll know, Caine. We'll know."

The children stared at the television screen in horror. Somebody, no, some people had Kyle?

"We will meet you at the abandoned warehouse down near the docks. Number seven is where we are, and most importantly, where Kyle is. We get our money, and you get him. Don't keep us waiting, Lieutenant. You have until tomorrow, otherwise its lights out for your son. Permanently."

Calico and Cale sat there as the DVD stopped and ejected on its own.

"What are we gonna do, Calico?" Cale whimpered.

Scrambling up off the ground, Calico rummaged around in her nightstand drawer until she found what she wanted. Hands on her hips, sunglasses on her face, and bright red hair streaming behind her, she looked down at Cale.

"We're going to save Kyle."

Raising his head up, Kyle groaned. The last thing he remembered was kissing Anna goodbye and driving to the airport. After that...nothing.

"Rise and shine, sleeping ugly," someone said.

Lights flickered on, momentarily blinding Kyle. When his eyes adjusted to the light, something was shoved in his face. Muttering curses under his breath, his eyes tried to focus on the object. He caught a glimpse of it. It was black, square...a video camera maybe?

"Finally awake?" Someone asked.

Kyles head slumped down. He was tired from having to hold it up. Someone gripped his hair and hauled his head back up, punching him in the face. Kyle grunted as pain erupted from the side of his face.

"Pretty wife, sleeping ugly. Would hate to have something happen to her."

"You leave...Anna alone," Kyle mumbled, his mouth dry and his throat parched.

"And what are your half-brother and sister's names? Cale and Calico? Would be easy to swipe them too."

"You leave Calico and Cale alone," Kyle said, his eyes flashing a dangerous dark shade of blue.

"Ah! So there's the hurt mark. Not yet married long enough to love the missus more than the brother and sister, hm?"

"What do you want?"

"Money, Kyle. Plain and simple. Your father should be on his way soon enough."

"I know your voice...you're one of LeBrock's men arent you? Out of jail already?"

A punch in the gut was the only answer Kyle received.

"If you would have just died when we wanted you to, you wouldn't be in this predicament Kyle. So I suggest you just shut up and we'll wait for your father."

"You'll never get away with this," Kyle argued.

The man snorted. "That's what they all say. We know how to cover our tracks."

"Not when you have Lieutenant Horatio Caine on your ass," Kyle smirked at the man.

The man's eyes were averted to something behind Kyle. Before he had time to react, something hit the back of his head, and Kyle was out.

"Come on, Mom!" Calico begged. "Let us go see Anna."

"I don't know Calico..."

"She'll be lonely right now with big brother gone," Cale whispered.

Calleigh really couldn't argue with that logic.

"All right. Grab what you want and let's go."

Calico and Cale both rushed up the stairs. Calico shut her door and pulled a box out from under her bed. Grabbing the contents inside, she popped open the bottle of lemon juice, beginning to fill the water guns with the sour liquid. When she finished, she placed the lemon juice back into the box, and placed the water guns, now lemon juice guns, into her pack.

Grabbing her sunglasses and her badge, she also stuffed them into her bag. A soft knock came at her door, and Cale stepped inside.

"You got everything?" She asked.

Cale nodded. In his bag, he had some food and water for Kyle, as well as pain medication. A larger pocket held his slingshot, which he was quite skilled with, as well as ammunition he would need.

"Come on kids!" Calleigh called up the stairs.

Both of the children jumped, startled by their mother's voice.

"Coming!" They called in unison, sharing one final knowing look, before both of them bounced down the stairs and out the front door.

They both waved to their father, who smiled and gave a small wave back before they were headed down the street and across town to Kyle's home.

*********

"Ya'll behave now, you hear me?" Calleigh asked, eyeing Calico and Cale.

They nodded and Anna smiled.

"Do not worry, Mrs. Caine. I'm actually glad they came. It's a little lonely in the house now that Kyle is gone. Quiet too." She said.

"All right. I'll be back around five, which gives you guys at least three hours to hang out." Calleigh said.

Cale and Calico nodded, and the three of them waved as Calleigh drove away. Anna ushered both kids into the house and left them to play in the living room while she made them a small snack.

"How are we gonna sneak out, Calico?" Cale whispered to his older sister.

"In an hour, we'll say we want a nap. That's when we'll sneak out."

Cale nodded, amazed by his sister's intellect. When Anna came back into the living room with sliced up apples and dip, all three of them talked and ate happily. They played board games until Calico saw her chance, and Cale followed right along.

"I'm a bit tired, Anna," Calico said, performing a yawn perfectly.

Cale followed suit, only his yawn was real. Anna smiled at both of them.

"Looks like you're both a bit tuckered out. What's say we all head up for a nap?"

Calico and Cale nodded, taking Anna's offered hands as she led them up the stairs and to her bedroom. They all got comfy on the bed, and fifteen minutes later, Anna was softly snoring. Calico looked at Cale and they both slipped out of the bed quietly. They stopped at the bedroom door and looked back at Anna, who was still sleeping peacefully.

"Is this the right thing, Calico?" Cale whispered.

Calico nodded solemnly. "Yes. This is the right thing to do. It's up to us to save our brother."

They both tore off down the stairs, scooping up their book bags and throwing on their shoes. They eased the back door open silently and swiftly, both exiting it and easing it back so it wouldn't slam shut. They went down the steps on the back porch and began walking.

"Do you know where we're going, Calico?" Cale asked.

Calico pointed silently. Cale followed her line of sight and nodded grimly.

"The docks. We're looking for the abandoned warehouse with a seven on it."

"You ready little brother?"

"I've been ready big sister."

"Then let's go."

They grasped each others hands and began walking towards their destination, determined and wary.

A/N 2- Aha. Who wants to shoot me for such a long wait? XD

Sorry about that my fellow writers/readers. School started up, and I just took my driving test today. I passed of course, as I expected. :)

So how about we get some reviewers to keep the happiness on going?

~iiWishUponAStar