Speed was bord. That's all there was to it. Laying on the comfortable couch, watching all the movies they own, eating whatever he wanted, sleeping whenever he wanted, and just not having to get up and work was driving him crazy and it was only Tuesday. He knew Eric was having fun at work since they somehow managed to make work more enjoyable, and if it wasn't for the stupid doctors order, he would be side by side with Eric on cases instead of at home. It's sad when work sounds better than being at home, but when one doesn't have anyone to enjoy it with, you might as well be working. For the tenth time, Speed turned the TV off before another stupid talk show came on and just stared at the ceiling, thinking about everything that happened. He knew the accident Sunday was just an accident, like that disembody voice was just a disembody voice and that thought alone made him shiver. He didn't really believe in ghost, but after listening to Horatio's little ghost story he started thinking about it, but what got him wondering was when Eric had a nightmare the night before. He remembered waking Eric up and then Eric telling him everything. His first dream before Calleigh and Ryan came over and then the dream he just had about the girl named Ruby getting killed by her boyfriend Jack. Needless to say Speed was ready to kill Ryan for making Eric play that stupid game.
"I need to get out of here," he spoke outloud. He stood up from the couch and looked at the clock. "Only one in the afternoon, you got to be kidding me. Wonder what Eric's up to at the lab." He grabbed his keys from the small table by the door when the TV, that he remembered turning off, turned back on in time for a Breaking News.
"And we have breaking news that we just receved. It seems the Miami Dade Police Department is not having any luck today on these cases. We have Erica at Miami Beach for our first story. Erica."
"Thank you Jessica. What was suppose to be a simple search for a body in the ocean ended up with one of the CSI divers getting attacked by sharks." (Scene changes to the ocean) "Miami Dade Police got a call from a couple that were out for a boat ride when they saw a floating arm. CSI Eric Delko was in the water looking for the body when the police on the boat spotted a shark. At first it looked to be one shark but pretty soon it was a handfull. One officer that commented and wished not be shown, said the police were shooting at the sharks until Mr. Delko got on board safely, but it was a close one."
"Is Eric Delko okay?" Jessica asked from the news room.
"Eric Delko is safe and unharmed but it was a close one. According to police, the shark tore his oxygen tank off but as I said before, he is okay and not hurt. Back to you Jessica."
"Thank you Erica. And if Miami thought that was the end of a bad day, it just got worst. Two hours ago a fugitive that was wanted by police for murder was killed in an accident at the construction site. Lieutenant Horatio Caine and CSI Ryan Wolfe chased the fugitive into a building at the site, when Mr. Wolfe said that the fugitive was running at him with a hammer when he slipped on some plastic and hit his head on a cement wall, snapping his neck on impact. Police are looking more into this case but it does seem that the fugitive did slip and fall."
Speed stared dumbfounded at the TV screen but he didn't know what baffled him more. The TV turning or hearing his friends and boyfriend were in danger today. He pulled out his cell phone and dialed Eric's number, and waited for him to pick up. After three rings it was picked up and he sighed when he heard Eric's voice on the other end. "Thank gawd you're okay."
"What do you mean?" Eric asked.
"That shark attack."
"How did you know?"
"I saw it on the news." There was silence on the other side of the line and he started getting worried. "Eric?"
"Speed, there was no news crew," Eric said, like he was afraid of telling him that.
"What do you mean there was no news crew? Eric, the TV turned itself on and the Breaking News came on about you and about Horatio." Speed sat down now, not sure what to make of this situation. Eric never lied to him before so why would he say there was no news crew? Because there wasn't.
"Horatio?"
"Yeah. They said him and Ryan were at a construction site chasing a fugitive when the fugitive slipped on some plastic and snapped his neck when he hit the cement wall."
"Speed, Horatio just called Calleigh twenty minutes ago and told us what happened and he was waiting on the ambulance. No one know's about Horatio and Ryan yet either."
"Then how the hell did I?"
"Calm down babe. You said the TV turned itself on?" Eric was now trying to get Speeds mind off the news but it seemed that no matter what he wouldn't help, but he had to try.
"Yeah. I turned it off and was about to go see how you were doing at work. I grabbed my keys and just turned the knob when the TV turned on to the news." He was going to ask Eric something else but he could hear Frank in the background telling him they had to get going.
"Hey Speed, we need to get going so I'll call you when I get back to the lab."
"Okay. Have Alexx look you over."
"Speed, I'm..."
"Love you." Speed hung up with a smile on his face. He knew Eric didn't need to see Alexx but he wanted him to know he was okay, even though he was pretty freaked out right about now. Horatio said he was going to call the co-op the lab had one year and have her go over to his house and help him, so maybe she could help him with his apartment. Standing up, he couldn't believe he was thinking about calling a ghost hunter into his apartment just because the TV turned to the news that wasn't even real but it really happened. "Maybe? Nah." Speed shook his head and decided he was going to get on the internet and see if he could find a nice vacation spot for him and Eric since he was going to be taking him there the moment this whole ghost, spirit, whatever you want to call it, was over with. When he got the internet up he was shocked at what he saw. Instead of the welcome screen, he saw a newspaper artical opened and the headlines reading TEENAGE GIRL MURDERED BY BOYFRIEND. He moved the mouse up to the X box and clicked it, but when that window closed, another popped right up after it but this time the headlines read BOYFRIEND CLAIMS TO BE POSSESSED BY WWII SOLDIER. Without thinking he printed that artical and then more articals about that story. He felt like he was sleepwalking and only his body knew what to because his brain sure didn't. Once he had pages in his hands, he picked his keys up once more and walked out of the apartment and headed to the lab.
"Okay Mr. Wolfe, once more. What happened?" Rick asked, looking across the table at Ryan.
"Like I said for what, the fifth time? The fugitive, Kilo Monsico, ran at me with a hammer. There was still some plastic laying around and he slipped, falling to the side and smacking his head against the cement wall. I saw his neck snapping back and then heard a snap, and Mr. Monsico went limp."
"And where was Lieutenant Caine during all this?"
"He was on the other side of the room. We entered the building together when I heard Mr. Monsico in front of me somewhere and I walked around the other side of the wall."
Rick stopped the tape and rested his elbows on the table. "You know, it's very weird that a fugitive dies while your buddy Delko gets attacked by sharks. Looks like this lab is having a case of bad luck."
"What do you know? Do you do our job? Are you out there on the field when we get attacked? We just go out there and do our job and when something bad happens, you automatically look to us as the reason. Have you taken the time to think that it's not us but those bastards out there? The people that don't want to get caught are the ones causing the trouble and making us shoot at them. Now if we're done here, some of us actually have work to do other than accussing people of something they have no control over." Ryan stood up and walked out of the small room, leaving a shocked Rick left in the room.
"Mr. Wolfe," Horatio asked, seeingh is CSI storm out of the room. "Everything okay?"
Ryan gave Horatio a smile and nodded. "Never better. I guess I kinda blew up a little. Won't happen again." He walked passed Horatio and entered the Trace lab to get some more work done, or until Rick walked in and demanded to speek to him once more. He really didn't know why he said those things to Rick. He never blew up on someone before, or at lest not to the person who could possibably get him fired, but deep inside he felt good.
Horatio watched as Ryan walked into the Trace lab and wondered if he really was okay. He hated to have Ryan lie but he knew no one would believe him if he told them this mist like person picked Kilo up and threw him against the wall and then his neck snapping like someone forced his head all the way around. He would have to keep an eye on Ryan to make sure he was okay, and speeking of okay, Horatio walked towards the break room and saw Eric laying on the couch. He smiled and opened the door, closing it before walking over to the chair next to the couch. "You okay Eric?"
"Yeah."
"Eric." Horatio used his boss voice this time. Hard and demanding the truth but not like he did with fugitives.
"I was scared." There, he said it. The great Eric Delko, who will jump into oceans with sharks and swamps with alligators, was scared. "I don't know why but I was scared."
"Eric, you came close to a shark and that's never really happened on case before."
"I know. We were taught what to do if a shark was to attack but I just freaked when I felt that sharks mouth around my tank. I think I'll take a break from diving for awhile, maybe a year."
Horatio just laughed and shook his head. He knew Eric was lying but he was going to humor him for now. "Are you okay though?"
"Yeah. Oh, Speed called me to see if I was okay."
"Really?"
"Yeah. He said he was on his way out the door to come into work and see what I was doing when the TV turned on by itself and the news was on. He said they had on about the shark attack and about you and Ryan."
Horatio looked at Eric, dumbfounded. He knew for sure there was no news crew with him and Ryan. Frank had told him there was no news crew around them at the beach. "Eric, are you sure Speed wasn't dreaming?" He saw the look Eric gave him and it looked like he hit a sore spot. "Eric, what aren't you telling me?"
Eric took a deep breath and then explained everything to Horatio about the past three days. Once he was done Horatio was confused just like him. "I really don't know what to make of it anymore."
"I don't either."
"I do," came a voice. Horatio and Eric looked up to see Speed walk into the break room, pulling Calleigh in behind him, and closing the door. He had her sit next to Eric and then put the papers he printed on the coffee table.
"Speed?" Eric asked.
"I think I know what's going on and if I'm right, we're in for some trouble."
