1"Rick... just the person I wanted to see." Horatio smiled, looking down at a few folders.
"What's up Horatio?"
"You can hand Speed back his badge and gun." he replied. "He's innocent."
"And how is that?"
"There was no GSR on his clothes."
"That's it?" Rick smirked, a laugh in his voice. "There's no GSR so he's innocent."
"Yes. I need to look for the man that did kill this woman."
"Well you look at him everyday. Speedle's not allowed back on duty."
Horatio stared at him.
"He could've changed his clothes Horatio."
"They were right where he told me they would be."
"He's a suspect! He'll lie to you if he has to."
"My CSI would not lie to me, nor would my best friend."
"Maybe you should take yourself off the case. Its hitting a little close to home and even you can't prevent it." Rick said. "Or I'll suspend you as well. Anyone, I don't care if he's the president, is going to lie to stay out of jail."
"Why would he want to kill this woman? He wouldn't want to give up everything he's worked for just for the pleasure of killing his ex-girlfriend." Horatio said. Rick laughed incredulously.
"You're the CSI. You explain it to me. You've seen the people we bring in here. They look like well bred citizens not monsters but we know better."
The two started walking away from Horatio's office and down into the lobby.
"I'm looking for Lieutenant Caine."
Horatio's head snapped up when he heard his name and he walked over to a man around his subordinates' ages.
"How can I help you?" he asked. "Oh... I'm Horatio Caine."
"Lieutenant..." the man said, extending his hand. "I'm David Kensington. We spoke on the phone."
"Ah... yes Mr. Kensington. I'm very sorry about your wife." Horatio said. "This is my co-worker Rick Stetler."
"Nice to meet you." David said, shaking hands with Rick. "Have you found who did this to my wife?"
"Yes we have." Rick nodded. "He is being investigated right as we speak."
"Actually Mr. Stetler is quite wrong." Horatio said. "We have a suspect but no substantial evidence to hold him."
"Lieutenant Caine, you jest. The evidence will hold up in court and put the murderer behind bars."
"There is evidence that has been overlooked." Horatio murmured, his hands on his hips. "Mr. Kensington, if you'd be so kind to follow me I'll show you to the morgue."
"This is one trip I don't want to make." he muttered, running a shaky hand through his hair. "I don't care what evidence says what. I just want you to find the person who did this."
"I promise you I will do that."
S/C
Calleigh stood in Jason's doorway, watching Tim get their son to sleep. Jason nuzzled his forehead against Tim's neck and sucked sleepily on his pacifier. Calleigh smiled, watching the two of them, the most important guys in her life. She glanced over her shoulder and saw Ally, her little angel, sleeping peacefully in her bed, her arm wrapped tightly around the teddy bear, Mr. Bear, Tim had given her a long time ago. It was clearly worn out but Ally refused to get rid of it. Calleigh turned her attention back to Tim and Jason and saw her son had finally fallen asleep and Tim was leaning over the crib, gently placing him down. Tim stood there for a few seconds and then finally turned and walked towards Calleigh.
"You alright?" she asked quietly. Tim shrugged and held her hand in his, pulling her towards their bedroom. "Tim..."
He ignored her question for a while as he walked into the adjoining bathroom and brushed his teeth quickly. Calleigh grabbed a tank top and a pair of Tim's boxers out of the dresser, knowing he'd being whining in the morning why she had to wear his boxers. She quickly crawled under the blanket and waited for Tim to come out. The thin line of light under the door disappeared and Tim opened the door and got in bed, resting his head against Calleigh's shoulder. His arm snaked around her waist and he held her tightly against him.
"I didn't do it Calleigh."
"I know." she murmured, her hand running through his dark hair. "I know Tim."
He lifted his head off her shoulder and kissed her softly.
"I love you so much."
"I love you too." Calleigh smiled as Tim's head went back onto her shoulder. "Horatio's going to figure this all out."
"I sure as Hell hope so." he muttered.
