Chapter 2
Stuck on Rewind
The cell phone hummed wildly on his night stand , waking his out of his slumber. He barely remembered getting home last night, never mind how he got into bed. He turned over ,trying to ignore the cell phone, but it was no use. He was up now. As he answered the phone , he looked at the clock, 8:30am. The sun had began to peek through the blinds an it was a promise of a repeat of yesterday's perfect weather.
" Speedle," Tim said as he wiped his eyes.
" Speed , it's Horatio. I'm sorry to bother you on your last day of vacation, but I need you on a scene," Horatio said apologetically.
" Okay, H. I'll be there in twenty,"Tim returned.
"Thanks, I'll tack on the remaining to you pay."
" Thanks, H. See you there?"
" Yes, we are on the Biscayne."
"Okay," Tim said as he hung up the phone. He quickly got showered and dressed, and in ten minutes he was walking out of the door, with his gun at his side.
TS
" Speed! Why did you steal my crime light?" Calleigh asked angrily. She only called him Speed when she was angry.
" Stole? Stole is a very harsh word. I-I borrowed it. I put it back," Tim countered.
" Yeah, empty! Where's your kit?" Calleigh asked as she moved past him. She hated it when things were not in place.
" Over on the table . Take it, Cal," Tim replied getting back to work. He heard as Calleigh expressed her frustration audibly as she snatched the light out of his kit and walked out in a huff.
" Sounds like you are in for it later, Speed." Eric said smirking.
"Yeah, it does doesn't it?" Tim replied. " If you don't mind I'm going to get back to work now."
Eric shrugged his shoulders and smiled back at his friend. Nothing ever bothered him.
TS
The day had progressed fairly rapidly and what started as a homicide had slowly led to a kidnaping plot. Even through all the commotion of the case, Tim had a nagging feeling in the pit of his stomach. There was something that he was forgetting. As Tim pulled up to the jewelry store, he noticed the bright red Rolls parked out front.
" Such a bad investment. I thank God for my Ducati every day."
" Speed, sooner or later, I think you are going to need to upgrade. I've seen you and Calleigh together." Horatio said as he walked up to the door.
"Horatio, I'm going to have plenty of time for that. For now, she's going to have to deal with the Ducati.," Tim retorted as he walked behind him. His Ducati wasn't going anywhere if he had anything to do with it.
Tim put his hand on his gun as he noticed movement behind the counter. He pulled it out as he glanced nervously back at Horatio who noticed Tim's apprehension. In seconds, bullets whizzed by his head as Tim pulled the trigger. When it missed fired, he looked down at it, confused. The next moment, he felt a white hot searing pain coursing through his chest.
As he fell to the ground, he faintly heard the bullets as they bit into the walls surrounding him. Struggling to breathe, he looked up and saw Horatio as he spoke to him. He couldn't hear him, but by his expression, he could tell that he wasn't going to make it.
" Speed! Speed hang in there... Speed," Horatio said as Tim closed his eyes. Tim welcomed the numbing darkness that encased him.
TBC...
Sorry so short. More to come...