Ryan just stood in the shower. He didn't even need one. He just liked the warmth of the water. Anytime when he needed comfort when he was younger,he would take a shower and just stand in it and felt the water hit his skin and felt relaxed. That's what he did this time. He knew that he had his dad now,but it was a habit.
Horatio looked at the clock every few minutes. It had been thirty minutes since Ryan started his shower. It had been an hour since he got in it. Horatio became curious and went to the bathroom door.
"Ryan,are you okay,"asked Horatio putting his ear on the door.
"I"m fine." was the only response he got from the boy.
Horatio decided to go make supper and wait a little while longer. It had been a half an hour since he checked on him. He was surprised the water cold stay warm that long. He decided to make Ryan get out. He went to the garage and turned the water switch on cold. He went back inside and heard the water turn off.
Ryan got out of his warm,well,once warm shower. Ryan wrapped a towel around his waist and went to the bedroom and got dressed. He went into the kitchen.
"You know,you're going to run up the water bill with all those showers you take. Specially the last hour and a half."said Horatio looking at his son trying not to have a laughing fit. Ryan's facial expressions didn't help when he found out what the older man did.
"You turned the water on cold,"said Ryan with his arms crossed across his chest.
"Ryan,you can't stay in there all day,"said Horatio setting the table.
"I wasn't,it just felt really good. The warm water hitting my 's what I ran to for comfort when I was younger and you weren't there,"said Ryan sitting down at the table as Horatio brought the food to the could tell that was hurting his father and he felt guilty.
"I'm just slipped out,"said Ryan avoiding his father's gaze. Ryan felt like heading to bed. For the first time in a while,he actually wanted to throw up. His head was killing just stared at his son and saw the guilt on his face.
"It's okay. I know I wasn't the best father when you were older and I"m sorry for that." When Ryan looked up Horatio could see in his eyes he didn't feel good.
"Ryan,do you feel okay,"asked Horatio walking into the hallway closet and getting a thermometer.
"I'm a little hot,probably from the shower." Horatio walked over to him and Ryan automatically opened his mouth. "99.9,go lie down on the couch,"said Horatio walking to the sink. Ryan did as he was told.
A few minutes later,Horatio walked in with some water and a cold wash rag. "Ryan,how's your stomach?"
"I just wanna throw up,my head hurts and." Ryan got off the couch and ran to the bathroom. Horatio followed his son and knelt down beside him. He just rubbed his shoulder.
"I"m getting awfully tired of this,"said Ryan gasping for breath. Breathe in,breathe out,"said Horatio.
Gosh,my nose is stuffed up and I can't breathe through my mouth thought Ryan. He fell onto the floor and rolled on his side. Vomit still coming out of his mouth.
Ryan finally stopped vomiting and blew his nose for the hundereth time and he felt alot better now that he could breathe. "Well,I feel better,"said Ryan hoping up off the floor. He walked right out of the bathroom and went to sit on the couch.
Horatio joined his son on the couch and he turned on the TV. Ryan kept looking over at his father and wanted to,but didn't know if he should. I mean,I'm sure he doesn't want some kid that's vomiting on his lap.
Ryan then refrazed his words. his son. Horatio noticed this and said, "Come on." Ryan went over to his father and layed his head on his lap. Horatio looked down and thought,I wonder when I should tell him.