My longest chapter! Yay! Anyways, this chapter is a little weird, but I don't know. It's your opinion on whether you like it or not.

Mistakes are mine. CC accepted, reviews as well. Still don't own. If any of them disappears, it's not me. *shifts eyes* Now one with the story. :)

Horatio hesitated on what to do next. He truly didn't know what to do next. He didn't know if he should tell his young CSI or detective that they were in danger.

"Do you think we should tell 'hem?" Frank interpreted his thoughts. Then he made a decision.

"Yes, but not till tomorrow. Mr. Wolfe needs his rest tonight." Then Horatio went to process the letter himself, though he knew he would find nothing. Not only was this killer smart, he was taunting them and in the most extreme way. The killer was threatening the lives of two of his team.


"I have to head home now."

"Of course, Magdalene. Everyone has already left. You need your rest as much as I do."

"You will actually sleep, won't you?"

"Well, considering I was shoot and on pain medication, then yeah, I think I will."

"Good boy."

"Hey! I am not a dog."

"You know I'm just messing with ya."

"Whatever Mage."

"Now I resent that."

"As I resent being treated as a child."

"Says the one acting as one."

"Does that even make sense?"

"Does to me."

"I swear you're evil sometimes."

"I try."

They are laughing and smiling through out this exchange, not knowing of the watchful eye outside Ryan's window, with a fascination burning in their eyes. Magdalene walks out of the room, and Ryan begins to fall asleep, the medication finally kicking in. The killer smiles. They're perfect for the plan, the pattern that was started years ago, long before they were in Miami. The killer walks off towards their place of refuge.


"They're perfect."

"Who?"

"The ducks." The sarcastic tone was clearly there.

"Really?" The help was clearly dull minded.

"NO, you imbecile! The Wolfe siblings. If only that idiot didn't set up that trap. The brother was nearly killed. It would have ruined my story."

"Are you sure you want to go after these two?" This person is clearly smarter than the other help. "They're part of Horatio Caine's team."

"Only one person ever figured me out, and he did not have proof. No evidence to prove his theory. Such a smart man. To bad he didn't have a sister. I would've been able to study him."

"Horatio is different."

"So was this one."

"You're insane!"

"What did you say?" This man was walking on dangerous grounds.

"Two officers! You want to go after two officers! That's a death sentence in Miami."

A glass was thrown against the wall. "If they can catch me." There was something in the eyes of this one. "Horatio received my letter. Everything should work in my favor, whether he tells them or not."

"And if he does?"

"That's why I have you here." With a maddening smile, the killer in the shadows walked towards their room, ready for a nice nights rest.


Cookies for those who know the man my killer is talking about. *smiles*