Last time on the Ryan Wolfe Chronicles

"Hey dude! I haven't seen you since the case up in Baltimore!"

Now:

"Hey Wolfie!" exclaimed the mysterious stranger. Natalia descended the staircase to see who was at the door.

"Hey!" exclaimed Natalia. She hugged the 6'6" dirty blonde man, dressed in jeans, t-shirt and sneakers. "Joe! How's it going?! How'd the team do at the Superbowl? I was on a case that day so I couldn't go to New Orleans to watch it," replied Natalia.

"We won," replied Joe.

"Awesome!" exclaimed Natalia. "Congratulations World Champion!"

Joe grinned and nodded. The party started soon afterward. Natalia picked her brides maids which were Valera, and Alexx. Calleigh was her maid of honor. Ryan's best man was Eric and his groomsmen were Jesse and Walter.

"So Ryan, what's it like being a cop?" asked Joe.

"Well I'm not allowed to get rip roaring drunk anymore… Well, unless I call out sick when I'm really not," said Ryan.

"That's why you came to work the next day with a hangover!" exclaimed Horatio.

"I actually was sick that day, I had a cold," replied Ryan.

"Colds don't count," Horatio told him.

"Yes they do!" argued Ryan, "You can get sicker from colds. It always starts as a cold then it develops into pneumonia, at least for me.'

"Back in Baltimore when he was working on a case, he got a cold and we used to call him 'Wheezing Wolfie'" laughed Joe.

The rest of the team burst out into laughter. Ryan blushed a deep scarlet red. Natalia turned a giggle into a cough then said,

"Aww it's okay Wolfiebear." she hugged Ryan. Ryan blushed a brighter red as Natalia kissed him on the cheek.

"You're going to explode if you don't stop blushing," teased Eric, which made Ryan blush even more then chug down another glass of red wine. Frank immediately came to Ryan's defense along with Tom.

"Oh Eric, leave the poor guy alone, you practically had to beg Calleigh for her number when you first met her," said Frank.

"How did you know that?" asked Eric.

"A little birdie told me," replied Frank. He and Calleigh fist bumped. Ryan laughed/

"Stay out of this Tripp!" exclaimed Eric.

"No no no, tell us more," said Joe. Ryan nodded eagerly, his face going back to its original color slowly.

"So, Eric asked Calleigh 'When do I get to have your number?' or something along those lines. I forgot what Calleigh said though," said Frank. They all laughed as it was now Eric's turn to blush. Eric poured the rest of a bottle of wine into his wine glass and started chugging. Ryan laughed when he choked and started coughing.

"Payback Delko!" exclaimed Ryan, still laughing

"Oh up yours Wolfe!" replied Eric/

"Joe what's your last name?" asked Horatio.

"Flacco. I'm a Quarterback for the Baltimore Ravens," replied Joe.

"Sweet, so how you and Ryan know each other if Ryan's from Boston?" asked Eric, clearing his throat.

"Oh, he had to investigate murder near M&T Bank stadium in Baltimore, a buddy of his from the Baltimore CSI Police force got him in to help. He was on his way down from the Boston Police Academy when they called him in," replied Joe.

The party was soon over.