A/N: Today, March 8 2007, is the day Lost Son aired on the Dutch television two years ago. I've written this one shot/drabble today actually because of that. I feel sad now.

Tim 'Speed' Speedle

It seemed like Timothy 'Speed' Speedle still wandered the corridors of the Miami-Dade Crime Lab. Speed had always been a good CSI. Good, great even, but not passionate about his work.

Crime scene investigation had always been a job for Speed. A pay check. Just that. An interesting job, yes, and a job that made him feel good because he helped people. But it still was a job, not a vocation.

He sometimes popped in and out of people's mind. But he never popped out of someone's heart or memory, because no one can forget Tim Speedle. And Horatio would never let people forget Speed, he had made a promise of that to himself.

It seemed like Tim Speedle still wandered the corridors of the Miami-Dade Crime Lab. Speed had always been a good CSI. Good, great even, but not passionate about his work.

You don't speak ill over the dead. This is a common expression. But no one was even able to speak ill over Speed. Except for the fact that he sometimes seemed to lack passion.

It seemed like Speed still wandered the corridors of the Miami-Dade Crime Lab. Speed had always been a good CSI. Good, great even, but not passionate about his work.

Speed had been a quick learner. And he also quickly made his way into your heart by being his own self.

Horatio would never forget Tim Speedle. The memory of Speed would never leave the Crime Lab, and certainly not Horatio's mind.

Funny how someone you missed could inspire you to get on with the things you're supposed to do.

A/N: Okay, since I put this 'chapter' up because of Speed's dying on Dutch TV two years ago, I now will ask for a number of reviews before I put the next 'chapter' up. The next one will be about Calleigh… so Calleigh-fans (and everyone else of course) please review!