A/N: I would like to say thank you for all the wonderful comments and feedback. I appreciate and Value each and everyone of you. It means the world to me! Of course, I would like to thank my Beta, Angie, today and everyday for all of her time and patience. A lot of Patience with me! So thank you Angie! Okay get ready because the story is about to heat up again... NO... it's not what you think! Hahaha Where is your mind? LOL

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Time had stood still for Horatio and Calleigh as they slept peacefully embracing one another while the new day continued to go forward. Calleigh was the first to stir. Flashes of their lovemaking enveloped her semi-conscious state arousing her physically.

She blinked back the cobwebs, her eyes coming into focus on the red chest hairs tickling the front of her face. Her nose buried in the curls breathing in his intoxicating scent. She smiled lazily nestled against his chest feeling so warm, heavenly, entangled with him, their arms and legs entwined. His long lean body next to hers, his arms surrounding her, his leg between hers, igniting her fire all over again.

She held back a moan and shifted slightly against his leg feeling his warm skin against her silky center. She lifted her head ever so gently to find him still fast asleep, his chest rising softly with each peaceful breath, his lips parted slightly. She stared at him in awe. He still hadn't shaved and the red short stubble made a very special memory return. She lightly trailed her fingertip over his jaw, remembering the first time he let her shave him in the hospital. Her lips curved up and she sighed softly, 'What a man.'

He moaned and stirred still asleep, his leg sliding deliciously against her warmth. Her eyes closed and her teeth sunk right into her lip suppressing her moan. Her eyes opened again and she barely exhaled watching him shift and settle down. She waited making sure he was still asleep while grinning mischievously. Her fingers lingered in his soft red chest hair and slid over to his nipple. She drew small circles with her fingertips teasingly watching the small bud harden. She slipped down his body just a bit, her lips kissing his chest and capturing his left nipple, while her fingers teased and taunted the right.

His low moan vibrating against her ear made her smile sliding lower. She began kissing his stomach languidly watching the sheet rise up with his growing arousal. She shifted and moved her body between his legs, letting her soft chest rest against his growing manhood. She began kissing and licking all around his navel, lingering into his red treasure trail. He moaned louder this time shifting with his hands sliding smoothly into her silky strands.

She looked up and grinned, surprised to find his slumberous blue eyes locked onto her.

"Good morning," he rasped, in his sexy sleep roughened tone.

She moaned feeling the desire build with just that voice and chuckled, "You mean afternoon," her head dipped, her soft lips opening and closing on his stomach continuing to trail warm wet kisses.

"Mmmm," he moaned basking in the feeling, her warm soft lips and tongue dragging lazily across his abs, "Yes… afternoon," he purred, watching her gracefully slide lower toward his throbbing manhood.

She slid down more and grinned pulling the sheet up almost over her head. Her gleaming green eyes sparkling back at him for a moment. He could have laughed seeing the sheet around her head like that but gasped as her soft fingers brushed along his throbbing mass, slowly stroking up and down.

She bit down on her lip watching his beautiful eyes loll languidly as his mouth parted releasing a faint sigh. His head dropped back down on the pillow with a long pleasurable moan.

Calleigh felt her desire rising, the warm heat building at her center. Watching him like this completely unguarded, seeing his emotions and desires completely undid her. She moaned herself feeling heated desire rush through her entire body. Every part of her body was aching to have him, wanting him so badly to fill the emptiness she felt. She quickly pulled the sheets completely over her head with a low chuckle.

"Ughh!" He gasped sharply feeling her warm, soft mouth, engulf him. His hands grabbed the sheets fisting them. He rasped hoarsely, "Sweetheart— Uhh!— Uhhh!— Cal—leigh…" He grunted and gasped, his lips parting as her name rolled off his tongue in another broken moan. He exhaled heavily trying to find control feeling her slow down. His fingers released the sheets to curl into her silky strands as he felt her lovely tongue slide all along his swollen length. He held onto her feeling so much sensation, pure pleasure overtaking him, unable to hold back a very long, drawn out moan.

She chuckled under the sheets sliding her hands along his thighs teasingly. "I told you I'd get my way handsome," she giggled, in her best southern charm.

"Mmmmm," his only response a very deep, long, hum of pleasure vibrating from within his chest.

III

Calleigh emerged from the bathroom, she hummed quietly towel drying her hair. She stopped at the side of the bed and watched him sound asleep looking more peaceful then she could remember in quite a while. She tilted her head staring at him noticing his lips curved up just barely, a growing smile forming on her own face. She walked over to his side of the bed and pressed a very light kiss on his warm lips.

His eyes leisurely opened with a low hum and a gorgeous drowsy smile.

She chuckled running a tender hand along his cheek, "So handsome, how was that, for a wake up call?"

His voice rumbled low. "Mmmm," he smiled pulling her down to him quickly covering her body with his. She gasped surprised as he whispered staring directly into her beautiful green eyes, "It was…" he kissed her lips softly returning his gaze to her eyes murmuring, "…wonderful."

She held his dreamy eyes for a moment studying them and then focused upon his lips that were inches from hers. The things this man did to her, his eyes, his lips, just his voice alone had the most amazing effects on her. He was incredible she thought as she focused her thoughts again, "So, how did you sleep handsome?"

His eyes crinkled around the edges holding her gaze, his hand gliding along smoothing her hair off her face, his fingers caressing the curve of her neck. He murmured pressing a soft kiss there, "Mmm, I slept fine beautiful. No dreams."

"Ahh, so that's why you're extra frisky now. You finally got a few good hours of well deserved sleep," she smiled at him wiggling her brows.

His tone dropped low, seductive as he leaned in closer. "Yes… quality sleep, thanks to you beautiful," he purred, leaning down to kiss her lips tenderly again. He held her love filled emerald eyes. This amazingly beautiful woman stole his heart and soul the very first time he laid eyes on her. His love for her now was even stronger than before. The more they were together, the more he hated parting with her. Their time together made him appreciate her even more and little did she know Horatio Caine needed her. Her unconditional love, her amazing light, her compassion, her understanding… her total and selfless being. She was the only one he ever opened up to; she was the only one he let in. It was no longer a question of needing her; he now realized he could no longer live without her. He loved her so much it hurt. She was a part of him now, in his heart and in his head, forever. He relaxed his lower half and flattened against her resting on his elbows. She smiled into his amazing blue eyes, feeling his weight against her. His closeness, she loved it. He slid his hands beside her face framing it as he tenderly caressed her cheeks, his love for her overwhelming. His velvety soft tone like music to her ears, "Have I told you how happy I am with your decision?"

Calleigh grinned. "Hmm, no, I don't think you did."

His brows arched in surprise and he questioned, "No?"

"No," she replied, with a slight rise in her tone and chuckled, "But I do think you showed me handsome."

Horatio grinned with a nod. "I see, but I didn't quiet tell you hmm."

Calleigh shook her head back and forth with a smile. He quickly captured her lips giving her warm lingering kisses. Her hand cupped his cheek questioning as he backed off holding her gaze.

"Calleigh," he rasped, feeling a flood of emotions go through him looking into her beautiful eyes. He licked his lips and began again, "Sweetheart, you're an amazing woman who has—"

His cell phone rang interrupting his train of thought. He held her eyes and shook his head disappointed wanting to finish but he knew the moment was gone.

Calleigh smiled and rolled out from under him reaching for the annoying electronic device. She reluctantly handed it to him. He opened it still smiling at her.

"Horatio. Yes Eric, she's fine. No you didn't wake us. We'll see you in a little while. Yes. Keep me posted." He closed the phone and looked at Calleigh with a grin. "Shelia's back."

Calleigh's mouth opened stunned. "I can't believe that woman, she has some nerve. I wonder what she needs now, maybe some milk," she said, annoyed with a smirk.

Horatio's tone deepened as he thought about it. "Mmm," he laughed seeing Calleigh's reaction. "Sweetheart, I think Joe can handle her."

Calleigh gasped sitting on the edge of the bed looking back at him. "Handle her?" She said annoyed. "What do you mean, handle her?"

Horatio's brows arched and his mouth opened but nothing came out. He shook his head back and forth as Calleigh asked again.

"What exactly does that mean?"

Horatio smiled at a loss for words trying to think quickly. "I, um… I meant... I'm sure he has dealt with her before."

Calleigh's eyes tightened on him. "That's not what you meant."

Horatio's brows arched high and she gave him a glare. She quickly tackled him back down on the bed, straddled his waist and held his arms up near his head, leaning down over him looking into his dreamy blue eyes.

"Tell me what you meant by that statement Lieutenant?" She ordered as he grinned.

"For one, I didn't mean any harm."

"No but your words had more meaning than you just let on. I could clearly hear that. Joe would never—"

"I agree and that wasn't my point," he said holding her searching eyes.

"Okay so what was you point then?" She asked tightening her hold on his wrist.

He chuckled, "Well, um… Joe's a busy man and um… you know…"

Calleigh began to laugh as Horatio struggled with the correct words.

"No, way. Not Joe. Not with her!" She said, sitting up on him and throwing her hands up in disbelief.

Horatio leaned up on his elbows looking at her, seeing her exasperation. It made him wonder exactly what she meant. "Why would you say that?" He asked gently.

"Because… because Joe is a… good guy, he would never screw around with a woman like that. Not Joe," she said, in deep thought thinking about it.

Horatio swallowed feeling something more in Calleigh's words than just concern. He knew she cared for Joe, hell they all did. Joe was a good guy she was right. No, Joe was a great guy," he thought.

"Horatio?" she questioned pulling him from his thoughts.

"Hmm?"

"So what do you think?"

"Um, I think that's Joe's business honestly but I would have to agree with you."

Calleigh's right hand went up in the air. "Yeah, because he's involved with Dr. Bartlet anyway. She looks at him that way, you know. You can just tell. Don't you think?"

Horatios forehead wrinkled unaware she was so interested in Joe's relationships. "I did notice her concern for him and she did hold his hand… but then again, so did you."

Calleigh's eyes widened as she froze in shock making Horatio clearly aware of her distressing thoughts.

"I… it's different… I mean…" She let her words trail off while trying to gather her thoughts as her eyes widened even more.

Horatio smiled reassuring her. "I know you care for Joe. I understand that sweetheart. It just goes to show we should never assume, right?"

Calleigh nodded nervously biting down on her lip at him. "CSI's never assume, do we Lieutenant?"

"That's right. We… we wait for the evidence," he said, with a grin quickly turning her as he rolled on top.

"Well what does the evidence tell you now Lieutenant?" She sassed with a giggle.

He kissed her softly, teasingly, as he murmured near her ear between kisses, "It tells me… we're not… going… to be… on time."

III

Horatio and Calleigh walked into Joe's building greeting the security guard upon entry. He was beginning to feel more comfortable with all the police presence. He pointed to the cameras in the corner of the room.

"I thought you'd be happy to know the security surveillance system is up and running again. Everything's on film now," he smiled.

Horatio nodded. "Thank you Mr. Kline. I appreciate the information." He kept walking inspecting the security cameras meeting up with Calleigh in front of the elevator doors.

"Well that's another thing that will help us to do our job more effectively."

"Mmm, yes. I'm still wondering how they went out in the middle of a break in."

The elevator dinged and the doors opened they both walked in. Calleigh gave him a look. "You think the security guard has something to do with it?"

"Mmm, I'm thinking whoever is after Joe, had something to do with it. He was able to stay hidden and is still unknown to us. I haven't completely ruled out Mr. Kline yet but he doesn't seem… savvy enough to pull off something like this on his own. He didn't seem rattled when we questioned him about Joe and he told us about the police officer who was here. He's been very cooperative and continues to do so," Horatio said, with a nod pressing the button.

Calleigh gestured toward the small camera in the corner. "Why would someone want to hurt a doctor? Someone who saves lives."

Horatio's brow arched, "I'm betting it's because someone wasn't saved."

"A disgruntled family member maybe that would make sense."

"That's what we're going to find out," Horatio said. The elevator dinged and the doors opened. They walked down the long corridor past a smiling Kelly and Gus who was wagging his tail wildly at Calleigh.

"Hey Gus," Calleigh said, giving him a quick stroke on top of the head.

"He really likes you," The young girl said smiling as Gus pulled her towards Calleigh.

Calleigh smiled chuckling while Horatio looked over the spirited dog.

"Okay Gus, see you in a bit," she said. Kelly tugged lightly on the leash.

"C'mon Gus, let's go" she said, Gus turned and trotted alongside her.

Horatio and Calleigh continued walking towards the officers standing guard in front of Joe's apartment. "Good afternoon gentlemen" Horatio said while lightly knocking alerting Frank and Eric of their arrival. Eric cautiously opened the door hand hovering over his firearm.

"Hey, I was beginning to wonder what was keeping you two," he said.

Horatio walked past him ignoring the comment. Calleigh on the other hand couldn't help but grin. Eric looked down and smiled closing the door behind her.

Horatio walked over to Frank and looked around. "So, anything new?"

Frank shook his head. "No. It's been pretty quiet. until… um, he received a call from a lady doctor. A Dr. Jenny Bartlett. After that he wanted to take the dog out for a run H, and I think he got pissed off when we said no."

Horatio nodded. "Understood, where is the good doctor now, Frank?"

"I think he's blowing off some steam, H." Frank wiped his lips and tilted his head down the hall. "He's in the exercise room."

Horatio's brows arched. "He's supposed to be taking it easy."

"Yeah well after that call it was pretty clear he was pissed off. Oh and good luck trying to tell him that. You know H he kinda reminds me of someone I know." Frank chuckled walking away.

Horatio and Calleigh headed towards the workout room. Low grunts and heavy slapping sounds could be heard.

"Pop! Pop! Pow! - Pop! Pop! Pow!"

Horatio and Calleigh stopped at the doorway watching Joe take out his frustration on the innocent heavy bag. They observed unnoticed as he circled the punching bag to the left. His left fist jabbing twice as his right came in with the power hook making the pop, pop, pow, sound over and over again.

Calleigh's eyes scanned along Joe's chiseled body. He had on a white cutoff t-shirt with a black pair of jogging pants that were hanging low off his hips. To complete the workout look a white pair of sneakers and black punching bag gloves that read Ever-last. The white cutoff t-shirt framed his broad shoulders and chest, clearly showing off the sinewy muscles in his arms and upper body. His six-pack was distinct through the material of the tight fitting shirt that hugged his flat stomach and pronounced hips.

He ducked, bobbed and weaved circling to the right, hitting the bag harder with heavier grunts. Sweat beginning to run down his temples and neck. His breathing controlled as he punched and jabbed changing combinations. He squeezed his eyes shut a few times. This sign of discomfort did not go unnoticed by Horatio and Calleigh.

Horatio knocked softly on the open door. Joe looked over breathing heavily. He stopped and bent leaning his hands on his knees squeezing his eyes shut again. He inhaled deeply through the nose trying to catch his breath.

Horatio shook his head back and forth. "I do believe you're supposed to be taking it easy."

Joe eyes went up to his and he nodded still trying to catch his breath.

Horatio walked over to the workout bench and grabbed a towel handing it to Joe. Calleigh quietly turned and walked away.

"Thanks," Joe said breathlessly wiping his face with the towel.

"Why don't you try sitting down," Horatio said, as Joe gave him a wry grin.

"You're one to preach," Joe exhaled heavily.

"I'm not preaching," he replied.

"Look, I'm going stir crazy here, and they wouldn't even let me take Gus for a walk. What the hell do you want me to do?" He said, breathing forcefully through his nose clearly upset and feeling spent.

Calleigh returned and shook her head at Joe. "We want you to rest, like Dr. Lochner ordered, remember?" She said firmly, looking at him from the doorway.

Joe looked over to her then let his head drop in defeat with a heavy sigh. He shook his head and sat down on the workout bench still trying to catch his breath.

"What were you trying to do, kill the bag?" Calleigh sassed heading over in their direction.

Joe looked up at her and smiled. He didn't know what it was, maybe the gun on her hip as she swayed those incredibly sexy hips of hers. Maybe the tight fitting jeans and the petite v-neck shirt that just fell short at her navel. But no matter what kind of mood he was in there was something about her that always made him smile. He snorted a laugh, "No, it's called stress relief. Working the bag activates all the working muscle groups in your body. It's a great workout and a great stress reliever."

Horatio chuckled, "Trying to kill the bag won't work. Odds are that the bag will always win."

Joe couldn't help but laugh as he lifted his right gloved hand out to Calleigh, "Now he tells me."

Calleigh smiled handing him the water bottle but Joe still had both his gloves on.

"Put your hand out," she said, Joe lifted his right hand up and she pulled on the tight fitting glove. She chuckled seeing how hard it was to come off. "How do you get these off without someone's help?"

Joe grinned with dimples and all. He lifted his left hand to his mouth and tugged roughly with his teeth pulling it off. "Like that," he said, through gritted teeth still hanging onto the glove with his chompers.

Calleigh gave him a smirk and swiped the hanging glove from his mouth. "You're going to rip out all your teeth like that."

Horatio chuckled and looked down.

Joe grinned, she handed him the water bottle. "Thanks Mom," he said wisely. Calleigh gave him another smirk and he took a mouthful of water exhaling heavily again.

She inhaled and then leaned in toward him and sniffed again making a hideous face. "Take a shower, you stink." She chuckled, turning swaying her hips as she sauntered away.

Joe almost choked on the water and Horatio chuckled causing Joe to look up at him.

"Calleigh, I was just kidding," Joe called out, quickly before she left the room.

She turned back, "I wasn't," she said sweetly walking away with a grin.

Horatio patted Joe on the back and walked out of the room laughing.

Joe scratched his head and looked over toward the doorway making sure the coast was clear. He lifted his right arm and put his nose to his armpit inhaling. "Phew, she's right," he chuckled quickly turning his head away.

III

Frank and Eric left going off shift when Kelly returned with Gus from their afternoon walk.

Horatio sat down at the table going through some files. The sound of his notebook dinged and a message appeared on the screen.

'IamEvil666 wishes to enter a private chat room. Decline or accept?'

Calleigh walked over, his eyes cautiously reaching hers. "Are you going to answer that?" She asked with a look.

He sighed softly, "No. That's what he wants." He hit decline.

Joe came walking out towel drying his hair. Gus ran over to him wagging his tail. "Hey you two hungry, how about I order out for us?"

Calleigh turned to him and smiled. "We're okay, Joe." Her eyes took in his fresh but casual appearance. Blue jeans, white polo shirt and barefoot, his hair disheveled as he ran a hand though it.

Joe shook his head. "Well I'm not and my guests are going to eat." He said, dropping down in the oversized couch. He picked up the cordless phone and hit a button.

"Hey Jerry, it's Joe. Yeah. Listen I need a few sandwiches. Let me have two pastrami, two corn beef, two roast beef and the usual for Gus. Yeah, send everything…"

That made Horatio turn around with a wry grin. Calleigh chuckled rubbing Gus on the head.

"He even takes special care of you too, huh Gus." She said scratching the dog's ears as he continued to rub up against her. Horatio couldn't help the curve of his lips.

Horatio's notebook dinged again and the message appeared on screen. He shook his head and closed the cover down putting it into hibernation.

"Thanks Jerry," Joe said, hanging up. "Well, lunch will be here in 20 minutes. You guys are going to love this. Ever heard of Jerry's Famous Deli, well if you didn't you'll never forget it." Joe said, with a wink at Calleigh. He got up and walked down the hallway with Gus trotting behind him.

Horatio unexpectedly yawned and let his head fall back stretching his arms out a moment. Soft hands slid onto his tense shoulders and gently rubbed at his knotted muscles.

"Mmm, that feels incredibly good," he moaned, his tone soft and low closing his eyes to her soothing touch.

She whispered in his ear, "You're so tense again. What happened?"

Horatio snorted a laugh, "My wake up call happened."

Calleigh gasped and couldn't resist wrapping her arms around him from behind. She chuckled and leaned her head on his shoulder whispering, "The wake up call was suppose to relax you."

He whispered back, "Are you kidding, it has me so tense… anxiously awaiting for the next time." Her eyes widened at him and he grinned.

Joe's phone rang. She jumped releasing Horatio as he turned toward her. He gave her a curious look as she bellowed, "Joe, do you want me to get that for you," she called out down the hall.

"Thanks, yeah. I'll be right there," he said hurrying out to her.

"Dr. Gannon's residence," she answered.

"You must be one of the cops, huh? I'll bet the pretty blonde right?" The voice deep, disguised.

Joe put his hand out for the phone. Calleigh shook her head side to side giving Horatio a serious look pointing to the device. He received her message and quickly pressed a button putting the call on speaker.

"You got quiet pretty thing, what happened? Oh and don't bother tracing this. I'm not that stupid. Hey Gannon, if you can hear this I just want you to know you're going to pay. When you least expect it."

Joe's eyes widened and Horatio put his hand up stopping Joe from answering.

"What exactly is he paying for?" Horatio asked calmly as the voice went into a deep fit of laughter.

"And they call you the smart one huh. Well Red, maybe you should put some money in the meter so you don't get a ticket on your Hummer next time."

Horatio's eyes narrowed, recognition setting in, he stood up immediately and the line went dead.

"Stay here with him," he said moving quickly to the door.

"Horatio wait," Calleigh said in confusion with her hand on her sidearm.

He turned sideways. "This guy has been watching us the whole time. He may still be here, that's how he knew about the Hummer and the ticket." He headed for the door and opened it heading out. "Just stay with him," he said over his shoulder and looked at the officers. "Be alert, we may have a situation," he said jogging down to the elevators.

He hit the button and the doors opened. He jumped in getting impatient thirty stories up. "C'mon damn it," he groaned, looking up at the descending numbers. The doors finally opened.

Horatio had his hand on his sidearm taking long strides heading for the Hummer. He looked carefully up and down the street taking an inventory of the immediate scene. He noticed the ticket on the Hummer's windshield. He walked over and removed it. "Meter maids," he groaned, still looking around when his phone rang.

He opened it seeing her name. "Yeah…"

"What have you got?" Calleigh asked impatiently.

He looked at the parking ticket in his hand. "I've got an $18.00 dollar parking ticket. How about you?"

"Everything's quiet up here," she said, glancing back at Joe.

He exhaled softly, "Okay I'll be right up." He closed his phone and looked around one last time before heading back inside.

Charlie, the doorman smiled excitedly at Horatio. "You expecting trouble? Maybe some action? This place is always so dead. We could use a little excitement around here."

Horatio adjusted his badge and walked over to him. He dropped his head low looking over his sunglasses. "Mr. Kline, just how long have you been sitting here like this?"

The young mans brows went up and he shrugged. "All day," he chuckled.

Horatio nodded. "So you've been sitting here looking out the glass widow all day. Is that correct?"

He nodded his head. "Yeah, all day, I guess."

Horatio exhaled shaking his head. "So who's been keeping an eye on the security camera monitors?"

He shrugged again scratching his head. "Oh, I forgot they were working again. I mean you're here anyway right, so what's to look at. Trust me what's out there is much more interesting." He gave Horatio a sly smile nodding his head up and down looking back out. He let out a long cat whistle. "Check it out, Shelia is home from work."

He got up running to the door opening it for her, his eyes sliding along her very provocative body. Four inch steel heals, long silky tanned legs leading up to her sexy slim waist. A black halter top that barely held in her bulging double D's. His mouth slacked open.

"Ms. Blaine," he greeted, his eyes locked on her rear end and the short red leather mini skirt she had on.

Her brow rose seeing Horatio standing there with his hands on his hips looking very seductive himself. She turned and smiled. "Charlie sweetie, do I have any messages?"

He stared at her chest in awe until Horatio cleared his throat. "Ahem…"

"Huh, oh messages… yeah, yeah, I took a few for you and a package." He moved behind the desk retrieving the messages and the box. Horatio held back his laughter seeing the young man falter all over himself.

She turned to Horatio with a smile, letting her eyes lustfully take in his immaculate appearance. She hummed lowering her sunglasses as her eyes slid down and locked directly below his waistline.

He cleared his throat directing her eyes back up to his.

"Lieutenant," she said smiling and licking her red lips in a very suggestive manner. "Will you be with us long?"

Horatio looked down speaking in a low tone. "Ma'am, may I ask why you're so interested?"

She smiled. "I thought that was apparent." She said raising her brow at him with a wicked grin.

"Ma'am I'm here on police business—"

She cut him off, "And I bet you don't mix business with pleasure, correct?"

He smiled coldly nodding. "That's about right."

"Well then, why not come by my place for a little pleasure when your business is over."

Horatio's brows arched and he shifted. "Ma'am, I can assure you that is never going to happen."

She sighed heavily mumbling, "What is it with you and Joe." She rolled her eyes, "Oh well," she shrugged and turned taking her messages and package from Charlie. "Thanks Charlie," she said, as he nodded with a smile.

"Anytime Shelia," he said, leaning over the desk watching her shake her backside for both of them as she sashayed away.

Horatio shook his head and turned. They both watched her step into the elevator.

"Damn man. I can't believe you just passed up her offer like that! That was cold man. What's wrong with you?" He asked sitting down in the chair, his eyes stared into the security monitors.

Horatio walked around the long marble desk and realized what he was doing, watching her in the elevator from the monitors. He cleared his throat, "Mr. Kline, I need you to focus for a moment," he said, wondering if that was even possible for the young man with his rampant hormones running amok.

"Yeah, yeah," he said, still looking into the monitors at her.

"Mr. Kline, I'm over here," Horatio growled becoming annoyed.

"Yeah, all right," he said annoyed, turning toward him. "What?" he asked with his hands out.

"Did you see anything out of the ordinary when you were staring out that window today?"

"No, just the usual, hot babes getting in and out of cabs and passing by to go to the beach."

Horatio shook his head. "Did you see the meter maid?"

"Oh yeah, I saw the meter maid, she's pretty hot too." He said excitedly.

Horatio sighed trying not to roll his eyes. "Mr. Kline, I would appreciate it if you kept your eyes open for any suspicious activity. Anything out of the ordinary catches your eye please let me know about it, all right?"

He nodded. "Yeah, sure, I'd be glad to get in on the action."

"Mr. Kline, the only action I want you in on is dialing your phone to let me know. Are we clear? Do you understand?" He asked firmly. "And try to keep your eyes on the security monitors once in a while too."

He nodded again and laughed, "Yeah, I get it. I understand."

"Good," Horatio said handing him his card. He turned and headed for the elevators.

He looked down at the card reading it. "Hey, umm, Lieutenant," he called out.

Horatio turned tucking his chin looking down over his sunglasses. "Yes, Mr. Kline?"

He smiled, "Call me Charlie, okay?"

Horatio nodded to the young man. "Okay, you keep your eyes open Charlie," he said, turning and stepping into the elevator.

The young man proudly replied, "Yes sir, Lieutenant."

Horatio grinned and hit the button heading back up.

TBC…

Okay so you had your fun with the fluff... for now.

Now things will begin to heat up... A lot!

Timmy and even Stetler will soon be involved... Hahaha