Monday September 14th. 20:30
"I need to go to the bathroom." Natalia sighed, and tried standing up.
She had squeezed down between Ryan and Eric in the small van, and now she had nowhere to put her feet.
"Guys, a little help please." She said.
Eric grabbed her hands, in attempt to push her up. Ryan steadied her. Natalia hadn't even noticed that her feet had gone numb. She managed to find a small place to put her right foot, and leaned heavily against Eric.
"It's so warm in here." Ryan complained.
Eric nodded in agreement. Natalia yelled as she lost her balance and fell down on Eric's chest.
"Should I leave you guys alone?" Ryan asked, smirking.
Both Eric and Natalia have him a death glare. Ryan got the point and decided to keep quiet. Natalia pushed herself off Eric, and decided to just crawl over Ryan to get out. As her weight pushed down on different placed on Ryan's body, he grimaced in pain. Natalia opened the van door and jumped out.
"She killed my legs." Ryan whined.
"Stop crying like a baby." Eric snapped.
Ryan, who was very bored, decided to really piss Eric off. He reached out with his finger, and poked Eric's arm. Eric sighed and gave him a warning look. Ryan stuck his tongue out and poked him again, this time harder.
"Wolfe… I will break your fingers off." Eric warned.
"Bite me!" Ryan giggled and poked Eric again.
Eric grabbed his hand and started poking Ryan hard on his stomach. In their little struggle, Eric fell on top of Ryan. And they both poked each other hard. Natalia appeared at the door, and raised here eyes at her boyfriend and friend struggling.
"Eric, if poking turns you on, you can tell me ya know." She teased.
Eric stopped and sat back down, away from Ryan. Ryan sat up and helped Natalia back inside the van.
"Okay, so we have lost communication." Natalia sighed, "We should do something."
"I'm sure, H and Frank have everything under control." Ryan smiled.
Eric nodded in agreement and yawned. Natalia punched them both.
"Start fixing the problem." She demanded.
Eric and Ryan sighed, and tried to see if they could still get some sounds from the microphone that Simon had been wearing.
-I-
Inside the library, Horatio still aimed his gun at the leader. After some talking, he had found out that his name was Blake Cunningham. Horatio really wanted to shoot Blake, but he didn't want to risk Simon getting shot. Even if Simon was a guilty man, he didn't have to die. The best thing would be if both Blake and Simon went to jail.
"How long have you been planning this?" Horatio asked.
"Ten years." Blake smirked, "And we only just begun."
"So you're killing people because you're greedy."
Blake laughed evilly. Blake's need for power wasn't easily understood. It was if Blake had been born evil. He didn't know what nice and kind was. Horatio glanced at Frank, who still hid behind a shelf. Frank and some others officers were waiting for orders to take Blake out. SWAT was positioned on a roof across the library. Ready to shoot if things got too dangerous.
"How is your fiancé Captain?" Blake asked.
Horatio eyed him with suspicious eyes. He prayed that Blake hadn't found out where Calleigh and the boys were hiding.
"She's fine." Horatio said.
"Hiding huh?"
Horatio said nothing. He didn't want to confirm that Calleigh was indeed hiding. He didn't want Blake to have the satisfaction of knowing that he scared Calleigh and the boys. That he scared Horatio so much, that he had to send his family away. And neither could he bring himself to deny it.
"Not much for talking are ya?" Blake asked.
Horatio shook his head.
"I can talk then." Blake smirked, "I can see five SWAT guys on that roof over there." He said, pointing at the building right across the street.
"Such well trained cops, you'd think they checked out the surroundings more." Blake smirked.
Horatio risked too look away from Blake and towards the SWAT guys. He saw five masked people appear behind them, shooting them all at the same time. Sighs could be heard throughout the library. Five cops had just been killed. Blake smirked.
"I'm going to make a wild guess and say that everyone who sighed in here is a cop." He said.
Horatio gave him a death glare. Of course, other members from SWAT had already been sent to the building to arrest the shooters. Who were now on their way down. There was a big risk that a gunfight would start in the stairwell. Resulting in more deaths.
"That wasn't very clever." Horatio said.
"I know. I will die because of it." Blake smirked, "But I will die as the famous Miami terrorist."
"I will make sure that you're not famous as that." Horatio growled.
Blake just smirked. He didn't believe that his name would be kept away from the media. Blake the Miami terrorist. That's who he wanted to be.
-I-
20:45
Molly ran towards Cooper's lab. Frank had called her, and told her to find everything she could on Blake Cunningham.
"Cooper, find everything on Blake Cunningham." Molly said.
Cooper quickly typed the name in to his computer, and waited for the search results to come up.
"Blake's goons just killed five SWAT members." Molly said.
Cooper looked surprised at her. The whole idea of getting a confession from Blake on tape had obviously failed.
"Blake has a daughter." Cooper said surprised.
Molly read what Cooper had found on the computer.
"She was arrested for DUI." Molly smiled, "And we have her address."
"How is she supposed to help?"
"Leverage." Molly smirked evilly.
She called a few colleagues and they all drove towards the address. On her way there, passed the library. Molly of course feared for everyone life's. She had become a part of the little family now, and she couldn't imagine life without them. She remembered the first time she had been invited home to Alexx's house. That's the day that she had really felt like she was a friend to team. She had wondered if people could really be as kind as the ones she worked with. She wished that more people were that way.
As she and seven other detectives arrived at Blake's sister's house, they kicked down the door and found her taking heroin. Molly grabbed her arm and yanked her up form the couch.
"Hello Cully Cunningham." Molly smirked, "We're going to pay a little visit to your father."
Cully seemed to be out of it. She just nodded, and sat down in the backseat of Molly's car.
-I-
21:20
"How does it feel to be Captain Caine?" Blake asked.
"It would have been better under other circumstances." Horatio admitted.
"Yeah, probably."
Blake sighed, apparently his goons hadn't succeeded in making it down the stairs and enter the library to help him out. Otherwise they would have been right by his side by now.
"Something wrong?" Horatio asked.
"I guess that my goons got arrested." Blake shrugged, "I always have to do the biggest part myself."
Blake stood up and walked up behind Simon. He grabbed his hair and yanked his head back.
"Which is it going to be?" Blake asked, "Head or heart?"
Horatio glared at Blake. He knew that no matter what, Blake would shoot Simon. Blake just wanted to make Horatio equally guilty. If Horatio made a choice, it was as if he had killed Simon himself.
"Neither." Horatio said.
"Choose." Blake sighed, "That's all I want you to do."
"So you can blame me later."
Blake chuckled. He had suspected that Horatio would figure it out.
"True." He smirked.
"Hey Blake!" A female voice called from the doorway.
Molly walked slowly towards him, aiming her gun at his daughter's head. Cully was still high, and didn't notice what was going on. Blake's eyes widened.
"Let Simon go, or she'll die." Molly warned.
Blake didn't something unexpected. Instead of letting Simon go, he started laughing. Molly, looked confused at Horatio, who was just as confused himself.
"That's not my daughter." Blake chucked.
"Cully Cunningham." Molly said, "You're daughter."
Blake shook his head.
"Nope." He smirked.
"Well, then I guess it doesn't matter what I do." Molly shrugged and cocked her gun.
Blake moved towards her with scared eyes. Molly smirked.
"So, I guess she is your daughter after all." She said.
Blake let go of Simon. Simon got out of the chair and ran towards the doorway. Once outside the library, he was arrested by cops. Blake then aimed his gun at Horatio.
"I'm warning you." Molly said.
Blake just smirked. Either way he was going to die. He cocked his gun and aimed at Horatio's heart. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, Horatio pulled his. Blake fell down on the floor. But he wasn't dead. Horatio had shoot him in the shoulder. Molly let go of Cully, and kicked the gun away from Blake.
"Guess, you're going to jail." She smirked.
"Good job, Molly." Horatio said.
He sighed, as all the cops appeared, and arrested Blake. No matter how much his wound hurt, they would still take him to his holding cell first. Frank patted Horatio's shoulder.
"Call Calleigh." He smiled.
Horatio nodded. Frank walked outside with Molly and all the others. He saw the van, and suddenly remembered that Natalia, Eric and Ryan were in there. And they were still trying to fix the communication system. They hadn't been told that everything was over. Eric had taken his shirt off, he was sweating so much. And he had a good view of Natalia's ass. Ryan tried to ignore the dirty looks that Eric was giving Natalia.
"Get a room." He sighed.
"Get laid." Eric chuckled.
Ryan shot him a glare. Why was it that everyone thought he was a virgin? He had a boyfriend for Christ sake. The door opened and everyone jumped in fear. Which resulted in that Natalia fell down on the shirtless Eric. Frank gave them a surprised look.
"It's not what it seems." Eric said.
"Look, I know that sitting in a van can be boring, but you're still on duty." Frank grinned and closed the doors.
Ryan chuckled and then left the van. He saw Blake being put inside a police car. Frank told him what had happened.
"So, we're going to more cop funerals then." Ryan sighed.
"Afraid so. But with Blake and his goons off the streets, we can all breath a little easier." Frank said.
"And what about the mayor?"
"I just got a call from an officer. Apparently the mayor knew karate, she beat the crap out of the kidnappers, and well is at Miami Dade hospital." Frank smirked, "I knew there was something about her that I liked."
-I-
Friday 18th September. 13:40
Horatio and Calleigh walked away from the graves being covered with dirt. Several cops had been put to rest. It was a sad day for MDPD, yet happy for Miami. Blake would soon go to trial, along with his goons. Everyone were safe, for now. Calleigh and Horatio carried a boy each. The twins had slept through the whole funeral ceremony. As if they knew that the last ting anybody wanted was to hear baby cries.
"How are you feeling, handsome?" Calleigh asked.
"Pretty good actually, and you?"
"Pretty good." Calleigh smiled.
She and Horatio put the twins in the hummer, and got ready to drive home. Eric ran towards them, with Natalia close behind.
"Hey you two." Eric smiled.
"Need a ride?" Horatio asked.
Eric nodded, he had come to the funeral with Ryan and Cole. But Ryan and Cole had things to discuss so Eric and Natalia wanted to give them so privacy. They sat down in the car, the best they could. Donovan had woken up, and looked at Eric as if he was the weirdest person he had ever seen.
"Hi, I'm uncle Eric." Eric grinned.
It felt weird to cal himself Uncle, but that's what he knew he would be called later anyway. Because that's what he was. He was the twin's uncle.
"Uncle huh?" Horatio asked, "You know what that means."
Eric looked confused at both Calleigh and Horatio. Natalia chuckled. Eric was already an uncle to his sister's kids, but not all of them lived in Miami, so he didn't really have any uncle duties.
"What?" He asked.
"Babysitting." Calleigh grinned.
"I can do that." Eric smiled.
"Changing diapers, giving them food, comfort them when they're crying, playing with them all day long." Horatio said.
Eric looked at Natalia, she nodded.
"It will be even more when we get our own child." Natalia grinned.
Calleigh and Eric chuckled. They liked the part, when, not if. Yeah, Eric was ready to settle down. It seemed as on after the other team member started a family. Horatio and Calleigh been known Eric since his worst playful days, when he went out almost every night. Then he got more mature, and at least tried to have longer relationships. And sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't. Now he had grown up a lot more, and would stick to one woman. And that woman was Natalia Boa Vista. Life was great.
The End!
AN: I'd like to thank everyone who has read and reviewed on this story!
I have decided to take a little break from writing H/C stories, I feel that I need to find more inspiration to the paring, before I continue with another story.