Mac looked up as there was a knock on his door.

"Miami's finest." he smiled slightly. "Come on in Horatio."

He entered the office, Eric and Ryan flanking him.

"Who's this?" Mac asked.

"Eric Delko, Ryan Wolfe. Guys, this is Mac Taylor." Horatio introduced the three.

"Missing someone?"

"And Calleigh Duquesne but she stayed in Miami. Now... tell us everything."

"Around midnight last night there was a call out to a couple's penthouse. They were barely hanging on and one of my guys, Danny Messer found a few prints, all belonging to a Jack Webster. There was a link to Miami so I called you."

"Have you seen Tim?"

"Speedle? No." Mac shook his head.

"If Webster was just killing some couple he may have left Speedle in Miami." Ryan piped up.

"He's not going to let him out of his sight." Eric objected. "He's here."

"He's in Miami."

"Here."

"Miami."

"Will you two shut up?" Mac interjected. "Look wherever he is you three are running out of time."

"Will you two leave us alone for a minute?" Horatio asked, shoving his protegees out the door. "Mac, what aren't you telling me?"

"Nothing."

"You replied too quickly. Let's try again."

"Caine, I'm not one of your suspects." Mac said.

"I know that but this is one of my team. He's got a wife and a daughter and I don't think they'll appreciate hearing we could've gotten to him but you left out some important information." Horatio said. "And I wouldn't leave you out of the loop if it were one of your colleagues."

Before Mac could reply, Horatio's cell phone went off.

"Caine. Hello? Is anyone there?" he snapped it shut and turned to Mac. "So what were you going to say?"

"Webster left a note, your name was on the front. He knows that you'd track him down and think Speedle was with him. It basically says if you don't find him in a certain amount of time then he's going to die."

"No address?"

Mac shook his head.

"I'm sorry Horatio."

S/C-------

"Calleigh..."

She moaned lightly and turned her head the other way. A comforting hand shook her shoulder gently and the blonde looked up into the concerned eyes of Frank Tripp. She and Tripp had always been close. He had taken her under his wing when she had joined the lab and their relationship had never faltered.

"Hey." she mumbled, rubbing her eyes.

"You stay here all night?" Frank asked. Calleigh nodded. "You want to get breakfast?"

Calleigh was about to protest but her hand found its way down to her stomach and rested there gently.

"That'd be nice."

Frank smiled slightly and escorted her out of the lab and down the block to a tiny café. As they sat there, Calleigh tried her hardest not to give into Frank's worried stare.

"Have you talked to Horatio at all?" she finally asked.

"Yeah. They got a lead on Webster."

"What about Tim?"

"They don't know where he is." Frank said truthfully. "You all right Calleigh?"

"No." she felt tears spring into her eyes at the very thought of her husband. "Frank, I... I don't know what to think anymore."

"He's fine."

"That's what everyone keeps telling me but I know they just want to keep me calm."

"Cal, everything's going to be fine. We'll find him." Frank assured and she smiled slightly as her cell phone ring.

"Excuse me." She mumbled and flipped it open. "Calleigh Speedle. Hello?"

Calleigh glanced at the caller ID and saw it was an unlisted number.

"Hello? Look, whoever this is better say something."

The phone went dead and she sighed, tossing it onto the table.

S/C------

Horatio sighed as he, Eric, and Ryan walked down the streets of Manhattan.

"He's got to be somewhere." Horatio said.

"We'll find him H and we'll find Speed." Eric said. "We will. We got to. For Calleigh."

"What if we don't get there in time?"

"Since when do you doubt the awesome detective skills of your amazing CSI team?"

A smile flickered on the redhead's face and then disappeared. He glanced around and his eyes narrowed behind the shades.

"Eric, get him."

He glanced up and started running.

S/C-----

Horatio slammed the door to interrogation open and was shocked to find Webster looking frightened. Eric did a number on the guy when he ran after him through midday traffic and tackled him on the sidewalk.

"I want to know where my CSI is now and I mean now."

"I don't know."

"You abducted him!"

"No." Webster shook his head. "This guy came out of nowhere and tackled me and I'm the one that's being interrogated!"

"That guy happens to be an officer of the law and you abducted Tim Speedle from his home, three nights ago in Miami. Now where is he?" Horatio spat.

"He's dead by now so it doesn't matter."

"I don't believe that. Where is he?"

"Figure it out. You're the CSI. The great Horatio Caine." Webster sneered.

"Is he in New York?"

"I'll give you some help. He's still in Miami but by the time you get home and find him he'll be dead."