A.N: Eva Black is another OC I was doing a ff with in CSI Miami, her stories are up if you wanna check them out, you don't have to but you can if you want.

By the way thanks to all you reviewers! I'm amazed by all of the reviews and I love you all. I'll be getting down to some serious reviewing of my own in the next few weeks, but there might be a lax in chapters. I have written the next part of this, and it's just a matter of typing it up, and I don't actually have my own pc at the mo (I managed to break my laptop) But I will get online some how!

Chapter Twenty Nine

I have walked

All alone

On these streets I call home

Streets of hope

Streets of fear

Through the side walk cracks

Time disappears.

Bon Jovi – Bells Of Freedom

I picked up the receiver, my hand revealing only the slightest shake, I was still reeling from the news Danny had told me hours ago in the bar. My fingers slipped off each key as I dialled the Miami number I knew from heart. I waited, heart banging, for one of them to pick up. I let out a sigh of relief when she did.

"Hello?" Eva's voice was cautious. The tone told me everything.

"Hey, it's Carmen." I said gently, I heard Eva exhale loudly; I knew I'd done the right thing identifying myself.

"Oh Hey." Eva's voice was more cheerful now. "I've been trying to call you."

I smiled. That was Eva Black directly to the point.

"The hospital let me out a few days late, and I've been staying at Don's since, so I haven't checked my machine." I explained.

"How are you recovering?" she asked, Danny had told her the brief outline of the ordeal, which was good because I didn't have to explain the whole drawn out thing to her right now. I tilted my head, eyes on Don's sleeping form. He lay on his stomach, arms tucked under the pillow, his dark haired head resting on it. I felt myself grin, before leaving the room.

"It hurts if I really do anything to much." I admitted. "But I'm working through it."

"You taking the pain medication?" I grimaced

"Having it forced down me every four hours, except for when I'm sleeping." I said pulling a face.

"God you like Tim." Eva laughed. I decided to approach the other subject.

"How are you doing?" I asked her seriously.

"I'm doing ok; I just need the break, this custody battles driving me insane." She confessed.

"I can't focus and I'm paranoid that Mark's going to snatch Abbey."

"Danny told me how bad it had gotten; I think it's a good idea you coming up here. Are you bringing the kids?" I asked.

"Yea we're staying at Tim's parent's house. I almost took the kids to L.A you know, it's dumb, seriously."

"From what I hear you were desperate, I heard about the threats and the judge too. Out of curiosity what's in L.A?" I asked leaning against the kitchen counter.

"That would be the point Tim made. I guess just because it was the City of Angels and no one would look for us there." I chuckled; the irony wasn't wasted on me.

"So you're coming to New York instead?" I smiled, thinking back to when I saw Eva and the kids last. It was far too long ago.

"Tim suggested it." she said. "And it is a better idea than L.A." she admitted. I nodded my head before realizing she couldn't see me.

"It sounds like a plan. Give me a call when you get here, I'm out of action for a few weeks, so we can hook up." I told her.

"That would be great." The tone in her voice was genuine. I smiled warmly, enjoying the thought of Eva and the kids in New York for a few days.

"How's things between you and Flack?" Eva pointed out. She's met Flack once or twice before we hooked up, through Danny. I grinned again thinking of the sleeping man in bed.

"It's great, he's mothering me a bit, but he's just worried. He got us tickets; we're going to New Orleans at the weekend." I told her, a well of excitement boiling up inside of me.

"What really? That's great." She exclaimed. I laughed.

"It was a complete surprise." I said doodling with the pen on the note pad.

"Hey Carmen you can tell me all about it when I get there. Lily's crying, I better go get her. I'll see you when you come back from New Orleans, I should be in New York by then. Have a fantastic trip, and I'll see you soon." We said our good byes and then hung up. I stayed there resting on the work surface thinking, also a little uneasy about moving due to the five seconds of pain I'd be in. I jumped feeling Don's arms go around me, his lean body against my back.

"Did I ever tell you how sexy you look just wearing my shirt?" he murmured into my ear.

"What this old thing? I found it on the floor." I giggled as he kissed my neck softly.

"As I recall you put it there." He said, moving my hair aside. I turned to face him in his arms.

"What were you thinking about?" he asked, eyes on my hair as he tucked it behind my ears to get a better look of my face.

"Eva's coming to New York for a few days with the kids to get away from things."

"The British chic Speedle married?" he asked his vivid blue eyes on my face. I let my hands caress the soft skin of his chest.

"Her ex is trying to launch a custody battle for one of the kids; he's got some major legal backing. So things are getting a little hot down there." I told him, tracing the outline of his scar with my fingers.

"Isn't it always hot in Miami?" Flack sniggered.

"Very funny…" I remarked rolling my eyes. Flack took my head leading me towards the bed room.

"There's something really funny, in bed, here I'll show you." He murmured playfully. I raised an eyebrow.

"If I didn't know any better I'd be thinking that you were attempting to get me back into bed." I told him as he pulled me through the bedroom door.

"Well yea there's that too."