Hey all! Let me start off by apologizing for allowing myself to be so lazy when it comes to updates! I'm sorry this story hasn't been updated in an ice age and a half! I hope you are all still there, to make up for it, as far as I can tell this chapter is pretty huge haha well, let me say THANK YOU to all my reviewers, followers, and story alert-ers, you are all such awesome people I can't even begin to describe. All reviews on this story are greatly appreciated and I try to reply to most if not all of them :) So, without further adieu, enjoy!
-Carlene
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"See ya Horatio."
"See ya."
Felicity waved and headed off with her dad. "So, how's your day going so far?"
"Well, we've got a new case. It's pretty interesting."
"Oh? How so?" She looked to her dad as he started up her car.
"Well, it was a divorce party."
"Divorce party?"
"Yeah, this lady threw a party to celebrate her divorce, well, her friend did. Anyways, just as the celebration comes to the top, she's got the signed divorce papers, and out of nowhere, her now ex-husband falls through the gazebo that they'd been standing under."
"Woah, talk about scary."
"Yeah, very. Man I'm happy your mom didn't throw a party over our divorce, who knows if I'd still be around." Ryan chuckled, "But anyways, where do you wanna go?"
"Uhm, I don't know, what were you thinking?"
"I don't know, I was hoping you'd decide."
"Well, I don't know. God, what a lovely pair we make. Uhm, how bout' this, flip a coin, heads we go to Celia's, tails we go to...Caffe Abbracci." She smiled, pulling a quarter from her wallet.
"Okay, sounds like a deal." He watched the coin fly up and felicity catch it.
"Caffe Abracci it is." She stated with a satisfied smirk on her face.
"Okay, that it is. So how was your morning?"
"Good, woke up, got dressed."
"That's always a good thing."
"Shut up." She pushed his arm gently before going back to her story, "Woke up thanks to your phone call, got dressed, did my hair, makeup, the works, then drove here, nothing exciting."
"Sounds like a good first morning back." Ryan smiled.
"Sounds like a great first morning back. And it was, Horatio said I can start tomorrow, working in the lab."
"Yeah, and hey, you'll get to meet Kyle, he's working in the morgue for a while now."
"Kyle?"
"Yep, Kyle, he's H's son."
"Woah, H has a son? Weird."
"Yeah, and he's about your age. H has him working in the morgue to teach him a lesson. Kyle was caught speeding and Horatio wanted him to learn what the consequences could have been and such."
"Ah, yeah, well at least I won't be the only young person there."
"Only young person? Excuse me?"
"Well, you're getting up there dad." Felicity joked, unable to hide her laughter.
"Oh whatever." It was Ryans turn to push his daughter before pulling up to the cafe.
After they were seated at a table, Ryan folded his hands and looked at her.
"So, on a more serious topic, is there any boys I should be looking out for...?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Boys? No, no trust me no boys here."
"Hm, I would think the boys would be all over you up there."
"Haha noooo I think mom would be mad if I ever had a boyfriend, probably would have a few choice words too..." She sighed, taking a sip of her drink.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Eh, we can talk about that later."
"You sure?"
"Yeah, we can talk about it at home." She nodded slowly.
"Okay, sounds like a plan. So, how was finishing up school like?"
"It was fine, just high school basically. You were there for my graduation."
"Yeah, sitting through a list of names like that, kind of makes me regret giving you a last name that starts with a W."
"Yeah, it has its downfalls but I like the last name."
"I guess, but hey, I was just wondering, was it really your moms idea to send you back here? or did you just complain enough?"
"Well, I did complain an awful lot, but mom finally decided she was sending me back here, couldn't stand taking care of a teenager like me I guess.." She shrugged, taking a bite of her salad.
"Teenager like you? The way you always talked on the phone, you were little miss perfect running around doing school and figure skating and hockey..."
"Yeah, and track and volleyball... I know." She laughed.
"Exactly, so what did your mom have to complain about?"
"I have no clue, anything and everything she could think of. Me not being home enough, me being home too much, but hey, I said we could talk about this at home."
"Okay... Fine then..." He leaned closer to her, a small smirk on his face, "Be that way."
"Oh whatever, how bout you, what have you doing over the past eight years?"
"Well, besides work? Well, you know, the basics, clubbing, partying, being a normal rebel."
"Oh sure, such a rebel..." She shook her head.
"Yeah, that's a lie, mainly just hanging around the house, and working that's been about it."
"What? No girlfriends I should know about?"
"Not really, only one girl in my life." He sent her a small wink.
"Oh, I'm flattered, but seriously, you haven't had a girlfriend?"
"Just one really, her name was Erika, Erika Sikes."
"Sounds nice enough."
"Eh, you wouldn't think that after you met her. She was a loud mouth who actually got me in trouble at work."
"Seriously? Wow, you really know how to pick em' out don't you?" She laughed.
"Oh shut it, like you haven't had a bad boyfriend."
"Hey, just the one and he was a loser, so I guess we're one in the same." Felicity smirked.
"I guess, so anyways, you enjoying being back in Miami? Did you miss it?"
"Of course I'm happy to be back, and of course I missed it. I mean, I love Minnesota and all but Miami is home, for sure. I missed my old friends when mom and I moved."
"I'm sure you made new friends."
"Oh, I did, for sure but I still missed it, everyone wondered how I could not be tan yet be from Miami. It made no sense to them, I told em' that that's probably why Miami made me move."
"Eh, Miami didn't, you're mother did."
"True, true, but whatever, it happened, and now I'm back." She smiled, the conversation continued lightly between the two, catching up on the most recent of information, no heart to hearts but small conversation. Ryan eventually had to go back to work, so Felicity dropped him off and headed back home.
"Hmm... what to do.. what to do..." A corner of her lip turned up, looking around the house. She finally decided on a walk around the neighborhood, check things out. Grabbing her phone and some headphones she snatched the keys and locked the door before heading out.
She told him she'd rather fix her makeup than fix what's going on..
"but the problem keeps on callin' even with the cell phone gone.." She smirked, singing along. The neighborhood seemed nice, she noted the other houses being all quiet with the occasional family filled yard. This place was exponentially better than where she'd come from-
The sound of squealing tires suddenly came through her head phones, taking a second to register in her mind before she felt herself being pulled backwards. She couldn't scream but she found a way once she saw a yellow car fly right in front of her feet before she hit the ground.
"DUMBASS!" A husky voice screamed from over her head, Felicity turned her head to see the face of her savior. "Are you alright?" The boy asked.
"What? Y-Yeah I'm... I'm fine.." She shook her head as the boy helped her up.
"That asshole didn't hit you did he?"
"No, no..." Felicity shrugged, looking up into the boys blue eyes, "Thank you.."
"No problem... Uh, you're bleeding..." The boy grimaced, reaching to her neck.
"Huh? Oh, it's nothing, I'm fine..." She sighed, "I'm Felicity... Wolfe.."
"Well, Felicity, my names Greg... Greg Briant I live down the street a ways."
"I do too, opposite direction."
"Really? Weird, you would think I would remember someone like you living so close by."
"I just moved in, yesterday, well, moved back in, with my dad." Felicity laughed, silenty biting her tongue for not being able to shut up.
"Oh, well, welcome to the neighborhood.." Greg smiled, waving his arms around.
"I guess..."
"Yeah.. well, are you sure you're okay? I mean, I'll give you a ride to the hospital or something, maybe you should just incase..."
"No, I'm fine, believe me... But thank you, again."
"No problem. So, do you want me to walk you home or something?"
"Uh... sure. That'd be great." Felicity smiled, turning and walking with Greg back to her house.
"Well, here we are, thanks again."
"No problem... I guess I'll see you around.."
"Yeah, see you around.." Felicity smirked, shutting the door, waiting for him to walk away before locking it behind her. Deciding she'd be better off simply finding something quiet to do, she headed upstairs to her room to get her computer. Brining it back down to the living room, she flopped onto the couch, flipping the television on and waiting for her computer to start. Scanning over the local news channels and finding nothing suitable she ended up on a cartoon network, turning her attention back to her computer, checking her email she saw that she had one from her mom, the subject line stating simply We Need to Talk, Now.
"Whatever mom, if you wanna talk, you can call me, and even then we'll see.." She rolled her eyes, deciding to delete the message, going to facebook she saw that only a couple friends had bothered to send her anything even though she'd just moved across the country. Finding nothing of interest, she turned her eyes back to the TV, resting her eyes for a second but unable to control herself falling asleep.
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"Alright, well, I'll see you later Calleigh."
"You get off already?" The blonde looked up to Ryan from the lit table.
"H said he wanted me to get home, make sure Felicity was ready for tomorrow."
"Oh, well, tell her I said hi and that I can't wait to meet her." Calleigh offered a genuined smile before Ryan exited the building, walking to his truck and heading home. Once he got there, he felt something was off, the door was cracked open slightly, but the screen behind it was shut. He thought maybe Felicity had left the door open, letting in some fresh air. Upon walking up to the screen door, he realized the screen had been sliced open, sending him into an immediate panic.
"Felicity?..." Ryan called out, "Felicity?" Ryan ran upstairs to her room, finding no presence of her, he looked over the entire second floor, his heart racing his mind running rampant, something finally caught his eye, a petite figure on the couch.
"Felicity!" Ryan breathed, running to the side of the couch, shaking her to no avail. "Hey, Felicity, get up..." He shook her once more, with no response. "Oh my God.." He shook his head, "No, no, no, no, no..." Ryan couldn't breathe, pushing his two fingers to her neck, he felt a slight pulse, "Hang in there Felicity."
He pulled out his cell phone, dialing 911. "Hello, this is Ryan Wolfe, I work in the crime lab, I need an ambulance immediately."
"What's wrong officer Wolfe?"
"My daughter, she, somebody broke in, I just got home and she's unconcious on the couch."
"Alright, emergency services are on their way."
"Okay, please hurry." Ryan hung up his phone, removing his jacket and wrapping it around her, that's when he noticed a small note.
Pay Up, Now. N
Ryan reached for the note, recognizing the skull and crossbones as a russian mob symbol he quickly grabbed a tissue before picking it up. Running to find a small envelope, he tucked it away, making a mental note to analyze it in the lab.
"Felicity, everything is going to be okay..." He reached over, putting his hand to his daughters face, feeling a small amount of tears welling in his eyes as the sound of sirens made their way down his street.
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Everything was blurry, the beeping noise was ear shattering. Her vision was hazy, but it was made clear she was in a hospital when she made out the figure of a nurse walking into the room.
"Ms. Wolfe? How are you feeling?" The nurse asked, lifting an eyelid to shine a small light into her eye.
Felicity couldn't do anything but move her head back and forth, a wave of nausea hitting her like a wall. She turned her head to a small pan and relieved her stomach of it's contents.
"Common side effect, Ms. Wolfe, do you know where you are?"
She still couldn't talk, every breath sent her into a another wave of nausea and dizziness, she managed to shake her head.
"Felicity, you're in South Miami Hospital, do you know what happened to you?"
Another shake of the head informed the nurse of all she needed to know.
"Is she awake?" Felicity could make out her dad's deep voice just outside the room.
"Ms. Wolfe?" The nurse turned back to her, but the edges were going black and she felt her eyes roll back.
"Ms. Wolfe!" The nurse went back to shining a light in her eye but she was gone again. She could feel her heart racing, every sense was tingling and she was seeing white, not black like the usual back of her eyelids. Everything went cool at once, until she felt a charge rush through her, a burning sensation coming from her chest, every muscle tensing then releasing before another charge was sent through her before everything returned to total blackness.
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Her eyes fluttering open, she recognized the room, it was the same as before. Except she felt a burning on her chest. Her vision was exponentially clearer than the first time she'd woken up. Looking around, she recognized her dad standing in the hallway outside her room, talking to a doctor at the front desk.
She felt another roll of nausea come up, heaving slightly over the now clean pan next to her, she apparently drew attention to herself.
"Felicity?" Ryan walked into the room, being pushed lightly aside by the doctor who'd been at the front desk.
"Felicity? How are you feeling?" The doctor asked, once again shining that damn light into her eye.
"Sick..." She sighed, "Dizzy... not to mention my head hurts.." Her face turned into a grimace."
"Side effects.. Are you feeling alright? Are you alert?"
"Yeah, I guess..." She shrugged, her voice croaking.
"Alright, well, your father's here, contact me if you need anything." The doctor smiled at her, nodding at her dad before walking out of the room.
"Hey.." Ryan sighed, making his way to her bedside.
"Hey, what?... Why am I here...?" Felicity asked, seeing her dad's eyes go wide.
"What do you mean? Somebody broke into the house, Felicity, you were unconcious on the couch." Ryan explained, dragging a chair over and taking ahold of her hand.
"What? No, I... I went home after dropping you off at lunch..."
"Yeah, and what else happened..?"
"I.. I went for a walk, almost got hit by a damn car."
"What color was the car?"
"Yellow... Why does it matter?"
"Just a question, keep going." Ryan turned to messing with her knuckles.
"Well, this guy pulled me out of the way, Greg... Greg Briant.. but anyways, he walked me home and.. I locked the door behind me. I got my computer, came downstairs and watched some tv, then fell asleep on the couch... and.. I woke up here." She sighed, tossing her arms up lightly.
"This explains so much." Ryan shook his head.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, once you got here, I got a small sample of your blood and send it to the lab after calling H. Your blood had chloroform in it." He looked up to her, her dark brown eyes swimming in confusion.
"What? Someone drugged me? Was anything stolen? My laptop was on the table."
"Your laptop is fine, nothing was taken."
"So... why drug me and steal nothing? Makes no sense."
"I don't know, nothing makes sense about this." Ryan lied, he knew the russian mob was sending this as a warning.
"Any updates on your case?"
"Which one?"
"The one.. with the lady and her divorce party?"
"Oh, the ladies son did it, figured out that the man that was killed was living two lives, with two different families. He had two kids, a daughter and a son, and guess who met at school and fell in love and is due to have a baby, in prison."
"Oh, wow... So wait, you're already on a new case?"
"Yep, a flight attendant fell out of a luggage carousel in an airport."
"Sounds.. interesting... how long have I been out?"
"Oh, I'd say a day maybe." Her dad nodded.
"A day? Chloroform usually just knocks a person out for a couple of hours!" She looked to her dad.
"Yeah, well, you were out for about four then you woke up..." Her dad nodded.
"And..?"
"And..?" He looked to her, she could see his face tensing against every emotion, leaving him almost deadpanned, "And, you woke up, and then you started seizing..." Her dad sighed, his voice beginning to quake, "And your heart stopped, they shocked you a couple of times until the rhythm came back."
Ryan looked up into her deep brown eyes, looking for anything, anything but the shock that they held.
"I thought I'd lost you, just when I got you back." His voice finally caved, he allowed a couple tears to fall before he wiped them away.
"I... I'm sorry..." Felicity shook her head.
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