Left Undone
Chapter 10 Angel at the door
"Where is he!" Calleigh shouted as she entered the emergency room doors. All eyes gravitated towards her, but she didn't notice and didn't care. Her main focus was to get to her son. She was on her way back to the lab when she heard the radio crackle to life in the Hummer.
"All units in the vicinity of Grace Memorial, there have been shots fired. Unknown assailant is driving a black sedan , license plate HKL7893..."
Calleigh wasted no time in turning the Hummer around and heading for the hospital. She met Horatio at the door, and he had a look of uncertainty about him. Calleigh instantly feared for the worse, feeling the tears as they began to well up in her eyes. With all she had lost, she couldn't bear to lose her son as well.
"Calleigh take a moment and calm down," Horatio said calmly as he escorted her to a secluded spot away from prying eyes. " Timothy's fine. He got shot in the leg, but he's fine."
"Oh God... What happened?" Calleigh returned as a tear dropped .
" Apparently a black sedan opened fire at Timothy and Riley, before speeding off."
" Shooting at them? For what?"
Horatio didn't want to divulge what Eric had told him previously not until he had facts, but as he stood in front of Calleigh, he couldn't keep her in the dark any longer. He took in a deep breath and glanced up at her. Calleigh knew when her boss had something that he really didn't want to tell, and he was effecting that demeanor at the moment.
"Horatio, what is it? What are you not telling me?"
"Calleigh, there was fingerprints in the Highsmith household . Eric ran them and they came out Federal."
" Riley's in the program?" Calleigh asked as her eyes widened.
" Yes and Malcolm is not her father , but her uncle. And he is a Federal agent."
" What's this all about, Horatio?"
" I don't have the full story as of yet , Calleigh , but there is one more thing. Speed's fingerprints were found in the house."
Calleigh did a double take and her eyes bored into Horatio , making him drop his glance immediately.
" What did you say?"
" Speed's fingerprints were found in the home. On the piano..."
" Wha- How is that possible? Tim's been dead for two years. Those prints must've been there from when he was investigating the B&E. That has to be it."
" Calleigh, you know as well as I do, that prints are not that easy to maintain. Two years have passed and yet Eric tells me that the ridge details were fresh. He's alive, Calleigh."
" He can't be, I saw him in the morgue, I saw his autopsy. How can he be alive?" Calleigh asked as she let the tears flow heavily. Her sobs shook her violently and Horatio reached out to take her into a comforting embrace. Calleigh fell into the hug, confused at her state. She wanted to be happy that he was alive, but at the same time she was angry at his deception and the grief that she had to endure.
" I don't know, Calleigh, but I figure we have less than twelve hours before the Feds show up. And I need some answers," Horatio stated as he gently pulled away from her. He looked at her and offered a small smile, " Are you going to be okay?"
" I gotta process this, Horatio. First, I need to see my son."
Horatio nodded and led Calleigh to the nurses window. Within minutes, Calleigh was heading to the emergency bay, her mind reeling with the notion of her husband's return.
TSJ
" How the hell was I supposed to keep track of them if you were constantly moving me around?" an angry voice said as he paced in the small room. He towered over a FBI agent who sat calmly in a chair, his hands laced. He was willing to let him go on his tirade before sharing his information. " He could've been killed ,Monroe. She could've been killed."
" They weren't."
" They came pretty damn close," he intoned even angrier. As much as he adored Riley, he couldn't for the life of him, figure out why he chose to do this. It took him from his job, his friends and most importantly, his family.
" Tim, it's important that you calm down."
"Calm down? You want me to calm down? Tell me, how am I supposed to do that, huh? Malcolm is in a coma, Riley is hanging in limbo,and my son, my son gets shot. This whole operation is going down the drain, Monroe."
"Actually, it isn't," a voice said from behind him. Tim turned to see his brother standing behind him. He stood almost three inches shorter than Tim but his demeanor made up for it. " Now sit."
Tim looked at his brother sideways and sighed heavily, but he sat, angrily glaring at the floor, " Donnie, what's going on? I can't be left out in the cold here. They've gone after my family."
" Tim, I know that you are upset, but you have to realize that these guys are professionals and they will stop at nothing until their purpose is fulfilled. With Malcolm, they think that they have killed him, and Riley, sheis hanging on a by a thread . As far as they are concerned, the job is done."
" And you think that they are just going to leave it at that? C'mon Donnie, you know better than I do that these guys don't work like that. They aren't going to take someone's word for it and hope that the job was done. Their boss needs verification and they are not going to stop until they get it."
" We have thought about that, Tim, so arrangements have been made to get Riley and Malcolm out of Miami and to their next destination."
"And me, right? I'm going to have to go too?"
Donnie stared at his older brother with a mixture of emotion. He was with him the day that he got 'shot' and he had see him cry over the loss of his family. Since that moment, Donnie watched Tim as he worked the case as he was supposed to, hoping that one day , he would be reunited with his family. He didn't have the heart to tell him that it was impossible for him to go back to the life he had known.
" Tim,..."
" Dammit, Donnie, I miss my family! I miss not being able to talk to them, to hold my wife, to interact with my son. Don't do this to me... Don't snatch them away when they are so close,"Tim pleaded. His only thought day in and day out was of reuniting with his family. Now he was being told that it wouldn't happen. He would disappear once more.
" Tim, there is a way, but you have to be cool. Understand?" Donnie asked as he smiled lightly. Tim saw the smile and instantly, he knew that his brother would make this all right.
TSJ
Timothy surfaced slowly, having a hard time shifting his weight in the bed. The echos of a voice filled his mind, as he remembered the words
" She's going to be fine ,son. So are you,"
He couldn't be sure, but he thought that he had heard his father. As he gathered his bearings, his mind flashed on Riley. Where was she? Was she alright? He sat up in the bed, glancing down at his leg, seeing the white bandage as it wound itself up from his knee all the way up to his hip.
This would account for why I can't move, he thought sarcastically as he heard the door open. He looked up to see his mother's green eyes, filled with concern and happiness but with a little touch of melancholy. She approached him quickly, taking him in an intense hug. It was horrific to think of how close she had come to losing him.
"Mom, I'm alright, I'm fine. You can let me go," Timothy said as he struggled to breathe. Calleigh smiled tightly and pulled away from him, gazing into his brown eyes. She saw her his likeness in his eyes, and again tears came forth. " Don't cry mom, I said I was ok."
" Junie, I- I can't help it. You are the only thing I have left. I don't know what I would do if I'd lost you."
Timothy blushed slightly at his nickname that she had given him when he was a little boy. He hadn't heard her use it in years, which meant that she was beyond simple worry. She had been petrified with fear. He smiled at her as she sat next to the bed, grasping her hand. He had never been shot at before, and now he held in a greater appreciation for what she did in life.
"Mom, I'm sorry for all the bad things I've ever done," Timothy said rather childlike.
Calleigh tousled his hair and smiled at him, saying, " You've already been forgiven for about fifty percent of it. Is there anything else I need to know about since you are in a confessing mood?"
Timothy laughed then instantly thought about the conversation that he and Riley had. She had told him that she was in witness protection and that his father was indeed alive. He looked to his mother as his smile dropped and searched her eyes for any hint of the strength that she was going to need.
" Mom, I gotta tell you something..."Timothy started as the door creaked open. Quickly two men in dark suits came in, and stood silently. " Hey, who the hell are..."
Calleigh's face dropped to the floor as she saw him walk past them. Timothy felt as if his heart was going to skip a million beats. In front of them, stood her husband , his father.
" Calleigh, Timothy."
They both gazed at him speechless. He had risen like a phoenix out of the ashes.
TBC...