Two Months Later

A month had passed since Jesse Cardoza had died. Killed in front of Horatio. His friend. The funeral had taken some while to plan since Jesse's parents and the team had felt that he should be buried next to his wife. The whole team had flown to L.A. to attend the funeral and Horatio had held a little speech. Ryan had been so proud of his lover when he had stood up and talked about Jesse. It was especially interesting because he talked about how he and Jesse had met and that was way before Ryan had entered H's life.

At the funeral it had also been the first time Ryan had cried. Three weeks had then passed since Jesse had died and he hadn't been able to shed a single tear. At the funeral he had cried as the casket had been lowered in to the ground.

Now after two months since that tragic day, Ryan and Horatio were steady as a couple and were preparing for Kyle's return to Miami. Horatio felt that he should tell his son the truth from the very beginning and Ryan agreed. Kyle would be home in only two days and Horatio was nervous. Things could go horribly wrong. His son could hate him and disappear from his life. Or he could accept that his father was bisexual and dating a man. Ryan was nervous about how Kyle would feel about him. He was older than Kyle, but also a little more than ten years younger than his father. However, a rejection from Kyle would hurt much more Horatio than it would for Ryan.

The couple hadn't yet moved in with each other, but Ryan had most of his clothes at Horatio's and he often referred to it as home.

"Mm, good morning." Ryan mumbled when he felt his lover's arms wrap around him and an erection press against his leg.

"Good morning." Horatio smirked and kissed Ryan's neck.

Ryan moaned as he felt Horatio rub his erection against him and suck on his earlobe. He could feel Horatio's hands pulling his boxers down and he was already growing hard.

"Oh H, we gave to… oh God, g-go to work." Ryan moaned when Horatio started stroking his hardening cock.

"I don't think your boss will get mad if you're late this morning." Horatio smirked as he straddled Ryan and kissed his way down his chest and stomach.

"But, b-but if we're both late…"

"Ryan, don't worry about it." Horatio smiled as he started sucking on Ryan's cock.

Ryan gasped and thrust his hips. Horatio's strong hands grabbed his hips to hold him down while he sucked his now achingly hard member. Ryan grabbed a handful of Horatio's hair and closed his eyes in pleasure. God, he loved waking up to this. Horatio loved morning-sex and this wasn't the first time he completely blew Ryan's mind before he had even registered that he was awake. Ryan got so lost in the feeling of Horatio's mouth around his cock that he didn't even hear the phone ringing.

Horatio, however, did the heard it and he answered it as he stopped sucking Ryan's erection and instead spread his legs and got some lube from the night stand drawer.

"Caine."

"Dead body in a hotel, H." Frank's gruff voice said from the other end.

Horatio mumbled something incoherent as he held the phone between his ear and shoulder while he used his hands to lube up his fingers and press them inside Ryan, who moaned loudly.

"What was that?" Frank asked.

"Nothing." Horatio said hastily.

"It was something or rather somebody." Frank smirked, "Who is she, H?"

"Nobody."

"Come on, you can tell me." Frank said.

"Frank, where is this dead body?" Horatio said getting back to business as he added another finger and Ryan grabbed a pillow to put over his head so Frank wouldn't hear his screams of pleasure.

"Oh yeah, The Hilton Hotel." Frank said and gave Horatio the address and the room number.

"I'll be there soon." Horatio said.

"Oh take your time." Frank said and Horatio knew he was smirking like a fool.

"Frank." Horatio growled.

"Tell your mystery lady I said hi." Frank chuckled and then hung up.

Horatio threw the phone on the floor and added another finger as Ryan's muffled moans increased.

"Oh fuck! I need you inside me now H!" Ryan demanded and lifted the pillow off his face.

"So impatient." Horatio smirked and started gently biting Ryan's nipple.

Ryan gasped and could swear he saw stars. Horatio added yet another finger to really stretch Ryan and he smiled when his lover begged him to let him come soon.

"H! Now!" Ryan growled.

"I think you've waited long enough." Horatio smiled and pulled his fingers out before pressing his hard manhood inside his boyfriend's body.

He gasped in pleasure and started thrusting hard. Ryan moaned and grabbed the headboard. Horatio would have gotten lost in the sensation of being buried inside his lover if the phone hadn't started ringing again.

"You've got to be kidding me!" Horatio cursed, "Ryan, put the pillow over your head."

Ryan grabbed the pillow and muffled his moans as Horatio continued to thrust. Ryan pulled Horatio in closer by wrapping his legs around his waist. Horatio gasped and answered the phone.

"Caine."

"I called Ryan." Alexx smirked, "Are you boys busy?"

"Yeah." Horatio said.

"Oh well, I'll see you at work." Alexx chuckled and hung up.

Horatio looked at the phone he had grabbed, it was Ryan's. Oh well, no time to think more about that as he was coming closer to climax. He pulled the pillow off Ryan's face and watched as his lover started stroking his cock.

"God, I'm close." Ryan moaned.

"Come for me Ryan." Horatio gasped.

Ryan came with a scream and Horatio followed shortly. Ryan grabbed his lover's body as he fell forward and they lay in bed for while.

"People have to stop calling us when we have sex." Ryan said.

"They can't possibly know before they call that I'm fucking you senseless." Horatio chuckled.

Ryan shrugged and grinned.

"Let's take a shower. We have a crime scene to go to." Horatio said and pulled Ryan out of bed with him to take a shower.

-I-

The crime scene was messy and it didn't help that Walter AKA Iron Belly proved to have anything but an iron belly. But it really was a gruesome murder. Ryan even felt like he had to throw up sometimes and the sound of Walter's gagging just made it worse. Calleigh and Eric even reacted badly to the sight of all the blood and severed limbs. Horatio seemed to be the only one unfazed, but Ryan knew his lover better than the others. Horatio was just as bothered by the horrible sight as they were. Calleigh had to step out of the room several times and Eric grimaced constantly, mostly because of the smell.

A family of three; mother, father and their 14-year-old son had been murdered with an axe and then somebody had gone through the trouble of trying to chop of their limbs. A cleaning lady had interrupted the killer's plan and caused him to leave the murder weapon and bodies behind. He had apparently taken the fire escape down.

"Who could possibly want to murder these three? Especially a 14-year-old boy?" Eric asked, "It's just sick."

"Maybe he was just at the wrong place and the wrong time. According to Tripp they're from Ohio and the father didn't even have money to buy food. He paid for two nights at this hotel only." Ryan said.

"You thinking what I'm thinking?" Eric asked.

"What?"

"that the father was in some deep trouble with a loan shark." Eric said.

"Yeah, I do." Ryan nodded.

Ryan looked over at Horatio and Frank as they were done with their interview of the cleaning lady. He heard Frank pester Horatio about who the mystery lady had been this morning. Horatio ignored Frank's questions and Ryan grinned. Frank would never give up until he had an answer.

"So, who do you think it is Ryan?" Frank asked when Horatio had gone to talk to the hotel manager with Calleigh.

"What?"

"H's girlfriend. Who do you think it is?" Frank smirked.
"H has a girlfriend?" Eric asked.

"Yeah, I heard someone moan this morning over the phone when I called H." Frank said.

"Moan? H was having sex with somebody?" Eric asked surprised.

Ryan glared at him. Why was it so hard to believe that Horatio had a sex-life? If Eric only knew how good Horatio was in bed. He was a god in bed!

"Yeah, why?" Frank asked.

"Oh Frank, I don't want the image of H in bed with a woman in my head! For me H just doesn't belong in a bed with somebody like that." Eric whined.

Frank just chuckled, "Sissy!"

"Why is it so hard to believe that H has sex?" Ryan asked, probably more aggressive than he had intended.

"I just don't want that image in my head. H is so… H is just H." Eric shrugged, "I don't want to imagine you in bed with a woman either."

Ryan just rolled his eyes. Eric could be a real sissy sometimes.

-I-

"Okay so the father was in deep shit with a loan shark who hunted him down all the way from Ohio to Miami when the family tried to flee." Walter said.

"And the loan shark either hired somebody or killed the family himself." Calleigh said.

"But why go through so much trouble chopping of their limbs?" Eric asked, "It's much easier just shooting them and dumping their bodies."

"Yeah, by killing them with an axe he has to hunt them around first. The bodies were all over the room." Ryan agreed, "Not to mention it's bloody."

"But a gunshot is loud." Walter pointed out.

"By chopping off the limbs the killer can transport the bodies from the hotel room to wherever he planned to dump them much faster." Calleigh said.

"And then he's left with the problem of cleaning the room and checking the family out of the hotel." Eric said.

"That's not so hard. You leave a note on the door handle that you don't want to be disturbed and the cleaning lady won't enter and then you can clean all you want." Calleigh said, "And checking out the family is easy. Just hand in the key."

"I still think he could have done it a lot easier." Eric said.

"It's not a he." Horatio interrupted the team's conversation in the layout room.

"It's not?" Ryan asked.

"It's a she. The mother in the family grabbed some hair from the killer. Enough to get DNA." Horatio said, "We don't have a match in AFIS, but it's a female killer."

"It also explains why Alexx said the wounds were much shallower then it would be if a man had killed them." Calleigh said.

"Not many female assassins out in the world." Walter said, "Should narrow the list of potential killers down a lot."

"Oh, you have no idea how many there are out there!" Horatio laughed and left.

"He's kidding right?" Walter asked nervously.

"No, any girl in a club could be an assassin, but then again so could any guy." Ryan smirked, "Walter's afraid of women, Walter's afraid of women..."

Walter rolled his eyes as Eric joined Ryan in their teasing little song. Calleigh just shook her head and left to join Alexx for lunch. Walter begged Eric and Ryan to stop singing the song.

"I'm not afraid!" Walter whined.

-I-

The team hadn't solved the case by the end of the day, but they weren't giving up. Ryan was now grocery shopping while Horatio made dinner at home. The fridge and freezer were almost empty. Horatio was the chef in their little family, a hidden talent he didn't want too many people to know about, especially Eric, because then the Cuban would never leave his house. Eric loved food and if he found out Horatio cooked good food, he would move in with him just to have good meals every day. As funny as that was, Ryan didn't like the idea of Eric sleeping in the guest room while Horatio had his wicked way with him. He was pretty sure Eric wouldn't want to listen to their love making either.

Ryan loved grocery shopping. He hated cooking though. While Horatio was the chef, Ryan was the photographer of the two of them and in the last two months he had taken more photos of Horatio than the man had collected through the years in albums. Horatio never got tired of being photographed by Ryan as long as it made him happy.

While Ryan looked for some spice he heard a voice that belonged to someone he hadn't seen in three years. His mother.

"Ryan! Oh my dear, Ryan, I haven't seen you in ages!" Melinda Wolfe exclaimed as she hugged her son.

Ryan smiled. It was so hard to be around to homophobes like his parents when he was gay and so he had never really had a good relationship with his parents. Ryan's eyed widened when his father, Charles Wolfe, hugged him. Growing up; his father had never hugged him. Never!

"Hi mom, dad." Ryan smiled, "What brings you here? You never go here."

"We can change can't we?" Melinda said, "We decided to try a new store."

Ryan nodded. He had grown up in Miami with his parents as the only child. They lived in one of the more quiet areas of Miami and his parents had always refused to go grocery shopping anywhere else. Only the little store down the block was good enough for them.

"How have you been son?" Charles asked, "We haven't heard from you in three years."

"Well, you never called me either did you?" Ryan snapped, "Did it ever occur to you to pick up your phone and call your son?"

"Don't start boys! I don't want a scene in front of all these people." Melinda said, "I heard you work as a CSI now."

"Yeah, I do. Day shift."

"Oh, how wonderful Ryan!" Melinda smiled and even Charles seemed proud.

"Are you seeing anyone?" Charles asked.

"Yeah."

"What's her name?" Melinda asked.

"Uh… oh, there's the spice I was looking for." Ryan said and grabbed the first thing he could find from the shelf.

"I have to pay for this. I have to get home for dinner." He said hastily and made his way to the cash desk.

His parents followed him and stood behind him in the line.

"Why don't you come home to us tomorrow with your girlfriend for dinner?" Melinda suggested.

"Uh…"

"Oh please, Ryan it would be so wonderful! We haven't seen you in three years." Melinda grinned widely.

"Yeah, cause he keeps avoiding us." Charles muttered and Ryan rolled his eyes.

"Uh, okay. Sure. Tomorrow unless something at work comes up." Ryan said and begged to God that something would show up and make him miss the dinner.

"Wonderful! Be there at seven then." Melinda smiled.

Ryan nodded, paid for his stuff and rushed to his car. When he reached it he had to stop and breathe. Oh shit… now he was in trouble.

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