Chapter Six: All of my Love

At the hotel…

Robin plopped herself down on the huge, soft bed, "Wow…this place really is nice! It's so comfy!"

Horatio was standing by the television, checking each channel to see how they were reporting the progress of the crime. Robin rolled onto her stomach, also listening to what they had to say.

After seeing a very familiar reporter, by the name of Enrique Rayos, show his face on the television, Horatio quickly turned it off. That was one person that he just didn't need to see at the moment.

Robin sat up, pulling the folder in front of her, "You ready to start?"

"Let's see what they got."

* * * * *

"Okay, we've read through all the papers and looked at all the pictures," Horatio started.

Robin finished for him, "Now all we have to do is find some connections."

"Alexx said that both victims had the same time of death, only on different days. That's a start--there might be some reason behind it."

"Maybe something happened at that time that was traumatizing or had effected the killer in some negative way."

"Right. Another similarity was that both victims were shot from behind--at the base of their neck. Not only were they facing away from the killer, but judging by the angle, they were also either kneeling or sitting on the ground," Horatio observed while flipping through the pictures again.

"That usually signifies that the killer feels guilty--he can't look at their faces," Robin said.

"But he'd still need to look at them if he put that makeup on, right?"

"Oh yeah," Robin hesitated. "…and why are they always near the ground? Something so that the killer can feel stronger or feel like he's in charge?"

"It doesn't make sense though…why would he feel guilty if he was doing this for a feeling of power in the first place?"

Robin stood up and walked over to the hotel window, sliding it open and allowing the fresh air to flow inside. She knelt down, resting her arms on the pale white frame and looking out at the clear, star-filled sky.

Horatio followed, "Hey, you gunna be alright?"

She let out a quick laugh, "I don't remember it being this hard!"

"Don't let it get to you," Horatio showed her that calm smile she used to love. "So what? We've got a little block. Take fifteen minutes--we'll go to the lobby and grab a drink or something, alright?"

"…Yeah, sounds like a good idea," Robin said, smiling.

* * * * *

The room was dark, lit only by select colors of neon lights while medium-sized palm trees adorned the outline of the room.

Horatio had his hands around the base of an empty beer mug, sliding it back and forth across the rings of water that had formed on the small tabletop. Robin had just caught her breath from a healthy laugh--remembering a time when she and Horatio were out collecting evidence, and she had slipped on some mossy rocks, falling into a huge puddle of murky, muddy water.

"I hate to spoil your fun, but you ready to head back yet?" Horatio said, looking at her flushed face.

She giggled again, "Yeah…before I get carried away."

He smiled, "Alright, let's get going."

They walked through the now partially-crowded room, following a small hallway that lead to the elevator. A man passed by, when Robin lost her footing and bumped into him.

"I'm sorry! I'm just a little clumsy," she apologized, looking up at him.

He simply nodded, "Don't worry about it."

* * * * *

Back in the hotel room, it was now about 2:30am…

Horatio and Robin were both sitting on the bed the way they had been before: staring at pictures and filing through papers. They were still left with no extra clues--it didn't matter how many times they looked over the information, nothing ever seemed to click.

Robin broke the silence, "Um…Horatio?"

"Yeah?" he looked up temporarily.

"…it's more than just the killer's signature," she said, examining the close-ups.

Horatio raised his eyebrows, waiting for an explanation. Robin crawled closer to show him the pictures again, "The heart--significant for life, but it also symbolizes affection. Sooo…we could have two leads: either he's using the heart to show that he has control over the lives of his victims, or…"

Horatio looked at her, his expression content and his voice was soft, "…he's putting tabs on the things that he loves."

Robin felt her face getting warm with Horatio so close. When he glanced at her again, she suddenly felt her heart racing. He asked, "You okay? You look a little red."

She turned towards Horatio, leaning in and giving him a quick peck on the lips. He didn't react, allowing Robin to look into those deep-blue eyes, and slowly move in to give him a lasting kiss.

As their lips gently pressed together, Robin began to think about the last night she and Horatio had spent together--the night she had decided to leave the CSI business. Still only a rookie, Robin was chosen to be partnered with Horatio Caine on a few smaller cases. They worked well together, and were soon assigned to a mind-boggling task: a seemingly psychological case that required more than physical evidence to solve. It became too much for Robin to handle, and in coming to Horatio for advice, his kind attitude towards her seemed to elevate feelings of affection in both of them. Robin was never able to forget how she simply left him behind that night, and was now taking the chance to show him how she truly felt throughout the years--whether they were side-by-side or miles apart…

The abrupt jingle of Horatio's cell phone caused her concentration, and the kiss, to break. He quietly glimpsed at her before walking across the room to answer the call; Robin managed a smile, softly pressing her lips together.

Horatio cleared his throat, "Yeah?"

It was Speed. He became hesitant, "Horatio…bad news. We've got another hit at the Hallandale Beach Apartments: guy came home from a late night at work to find his girlfriend dead on the sofa. He reported a shot to the back and a heart-shaped cut on the woman's shoulder…"

"Okay, we'll be right there," Horatio said before closing the phone.

Robin's heart dropped as Horatio added, "…victim number three."

**First of all, I just want to thank everyone who've been giving me reviews! I'm so happy that you all like my writing! Now, I just want to go over a couple things. I was asked if Calleigh would be in the story, and yeah, she will be! I'm planning on putting her in the next chapter when the CSIs are checking out the Hallandale Apartments. Um…okay, next topic. I'm sorry for making this chapter long and partially confusing, but I wanted to get in some of that chemistry between Robin and Horatio that I had mentioned earlier. I think someone also wanted to know more about Robin, so I stuck in a quick background for her as well. And finally, did I get the name of that annoying reporter right? Enrique Rayos? Please keep telling me what you think, I really appreciate getting good reviews from my readers!**