Title: Mistaken Love.
Chapter Four: Unexpected Haven.
Fandom: CSI Miami.
Pairing: Ryan/Speed.
Author: Aiden.
Raiting: FRT.
Warning: Slash, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, language.
Disclaimer: I don't own them if I did they would have much more fun.
Beta: SRS/Silvia *hugs* As always you rock.
Summary: That bastard deserves to die!
Authors note: After a lot of pushing from some people, I won't say any
names, I promised someone to write a Ryan/Speed story. *headdesk*
Second note: This is an AU, I just love these things *grins*, Ryan is
a CSI, Speed is in the Witness Protection Program and has a criminal
history.

Both Horatio and Ryan were taken back by that statement. "They kidnapped her?" Horatio asked.

Speed shook his head. "No, after…after Andrew was…and they…they put me in the program," he took a deep breath, trying to get his emotions back under control, "social service put her in the system."

"You know where she is?" Ryan asked shocked.

"No, they never told me." He looked up with watery eyes, and that's when Ryan's heart cracked.

"So you have no idea where she is?" Ryan asked with a sad voice. Murderer or not, no one deserved this.

"No, they said because I was in the program, it would be safer for her if I didn't know where she was."

"That's bullshit!" Ryan stood.

"Mr. Wolfe?" Horatio looked at him.

"I'm sorry." He blushed and sat down again.

"That's the information Jessica got for me," Speed explained.

"This Jessica knew where your daughter was?" Horatio asked surprised. If this Jessica was someone from social service, and the only information she had for him was on the whereabouts of his daughter, it wasn't worth killing her for it. There was more going on here than Speed was telling them.

"Yeah, she knew where Angie was." Speed looked down, tears running silently down his cheeks. "And now…now she is…dead."

"Okay, what's going on here?" Horatio said in a cold voice standing up. "You expect me to believe that this woman got killed because she knew the whereabouts of your daughter?"

Speed looked up, confused. "I have no idea, I swear."

"What aren't you telling us?" Horatio glared at him.

Speed met his gaze dead on, not backing off. "Your boss is good," addressing Ryan even as he looked at Horatio.

"So, what other information did she have for you?"

"That my handler had something to do with…with An…." He swallowed hard, pushing back the tears that threatened to fall.

"With Andrew's death?" Ryan asked softly.

Speed nodded.

Horatio slowly breathed in and out. "You were going to handle this all on your own?"

"That bastard deserves to die!" Speed yelled.

"Like that other man you killed?" Ryan stared into cold eyes, realizing that this man would kill in cold blood if you pushed the right buttons.

"What do you know?!" Speed snarled.

"Gentlemen," Horatio warned.

"FBI or not, if I get the chance, I kill him," Speed stated in a cold voice.

"I believe you would," Horatio retorted. "But do you want to end up on death throw? Or do you want to get your daughter back?"

Speed looked at him. "You would help me?"

"I'm still a little sceptical about the information you've provided to me, but I will look into it."

Ryan looked surprised. "You're really going to help him?"

"Yes, Mr. Wolfe, and you are going to help me."

~.~

Ryan opened his eyes, something had woken him up. He sat up, cocked his head and strained his ears to catch the softest sound. There it was again. He climbed out of bed and walked towards his bedroom door. He stood for a moment, waiting until he heard sounds coming from the guestroom. He hesitated for a moment before he walked towards the other room. He knocked softly. "Speed, you're okay?"

He heard him mumble something but Ryan couldn't make out the words. He wasn't sure if it was such a good idea to go in there. What if Speed was just on the phone?

He took a deep breath and slowly opened the door. "Speed?" he tried again.

"No don't…I'm not going to…no don't take her…" Ryan opened the door further and watched Speed toss and turn, mumbling. Damn. He was having a nightmare.

Ryan sighed and walked up to the bed. Should he wake him up?

"You can't have her. No, don't…I will tell you…please don't take her…" Ryan's heart broke into a million pieces when he heard the pain and desperation in Speed's voice.

Sitting down on the bed, he laid a hand on Speed's shoulder. "Speed, come on. Wake up. You're just having a bad dream."

Speed continued tossing and turning, tears running down his face.

"What did they do to you?" Ryan whispered, as he gently shook the other man. "Come on, buddy, wake up."

Speed bolted upright, looking around with wild eyes. "Shh, it's okay. You just had a bad dream." Ryan tried to calm him down.

"What? Where…?" Speed asked confused.

"You're at my place, remember?" Ryan asked.

Speed turned his face to look at him. "I'm sorry."

"For what?"

Sighing, Speed looked down. "I'm…for dragging you…"

Cupping his chin, Ryan gently turned his face, looking at Speed in the eyes. "There's nothing to be sorry about. What happened to you was bad, but we will get to the bottom of this."

Speed looked at him. "You believe me?"

Ryan nodded and bent forward, gently moving his tongue over his lips.

Speed opened his mouth, letting him in. They deepened the kiss, tongue's exploring; the lack of air making them break it off. "What are we doing?" Speed asked.

"Shh, don't talk," Ryan said, moving his hands over Speed's bare chest.

"I don't know if this is a good…" Speed gasped when Ryan moved a hand into his shorts, grabbing his cock. "Oh…fuck."

Ryan snickered, pushing the shorts down and getting rid of his own. He pushed Speed onto his back and moved over him straddling his hips. Grabbing Speed's now half-hard cock, Ryan moved his hand up and down.

Speed arched into the touch. "Oh…god…I can't…"

"Yes, you can," Ryan retorted. He bent down and started to kiss and lick his chest. "Hmm, you taste good."

Speed tensed up for a moment. Ryan looked up and saw pain in his eyes. "I'm sorry I didn't want to…" he stopped when Speed held up his hand.

"It's okay. Andrew used to say that, too," Speed whispered.

"If you want me to..." Ryan whispered.

Speed closed his eyes, shaking his head.

Ryan looked at him for a moment and smiled. He continued to kiss his way down and stopped just above the hard throbbing cock. He moved his tongue over the head, licking up the pre-cum. He snickered when he heard Speed moan and growl.

Ryan slowly took the hard member in his wet, warm mouth and moved up and down.

Speed arched his back and grabbed the sheets. "Oh…don't stop….please, harder."

Ryan started to move harder and faster, licking and tasting the hard cock.

Speed panted. "Can't hold…have to…oh shit…" With a scream, he came inside Ryan's mouth.

Ryan released the now spent-member and looked Speed into his eyes. "It's okay," he reassured Speed. Moving up, Ryan took Speed's mouth in a hard and bruising kiss.

"You're sure?" Speed asked when they broke off, doubt evident in his eyes.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure. Now, go to sleep. I'll be here if you have another nightmare," he promised.

Speed nodded and settled against Ryan's side, dozing off.

Ryan ran his hand through the unruly hair. "Horatio is so going to be pissed," he mumbled.

TBC.