Title: Tomorrow Never Comes

Disclaimer: Slash. Violence/angst. Language.

POV: Delko

Chapter Nine: An Accident?

My head hurts. I feel like someone beat me with a sledge hammer. I open my eyes to the bright white ceiling. My body aches. I sneeze. It sends shockwaves down my spine. I grit my teeth. Where the hell am I and what the fuck happened?

"Delko, it's nice to see you open your eyes."

Calleigh bends over the side of the bed that I'm laying on. She doesn't look too good. Her eyes are red. From crying? What is going on? She smiles but it looks hallow.

"Cal, let me talk to him."

Horatio directs her to leave the room. I realize that I'm in a hospital. Why? Where is Speed? What's going on? I look to Horatio for help. The last thing I remember is being mad at him. I fought with him. He was spying on me. Did he do this?

"Delko, can you understand me?" He looks at me with his pale blue eyes. They're filled with worry. Of course he didn't do this to me. Why would I ever think that?

I nod my head.

"Can you speak?"

I try. Nothing happens. So I try again. "Yes," I manage to whisper.

"Good." He pulls up a chair. "We need to talk about the hours after you left my office yesterday."

"Yesterday? Wasn't it just a few hours ago?"

He plays with his sunglasses. "No, Eric. That was yesterday."

I shake my head. It hurts and makes the room spin. "Why am I here?"

"You were in a car accident. You have various cuts and bruises. Along with a mild concussion and a broken wrist."

"That explains why I feel like hell," I mutter. "Where's Speed?"

Horatio doesn't answer me. He looks away. What is he hiding? Why do people tend to hide the truth from someone in a hospital bed? Do they think we can't take it?

"Tell me, H. If you care at all, tell me."

"He's down the hall in intensive care."

"What? Why?"

"He hit his head pretty hard. They're just keeping him in ICU as a precaution. According to them, he should wake up soon."

He hit his head? "He was in the accident with me, wasn't he?" I ask.

"Delko, he was driving. And….I don't believe it was an accident."

"What? You think he tried to kill me?" The anger was rising in me again.

"Listen to me, Delko. I know that you're mad at me, but you have to listen to reason. Speed has not been himself since he was kidnapped. He needs a lot of help." He pauses. He starts playing with those stupid sunglasses again. "The scene shows no reason for Speed to have swerved off the road. I can at least be proud that both of you were wearing seatbelts. Had he not been, Speed would most likely be dead."

I'm too mad to cry. "Get out of my room. I thought you were a friend. How can you do this to him? He never hurt me. Not now, not ever. The only one hurting me is you. Get out!"

I can see him wrestling with the words that I throw at him. My anger won't let me feel regret. I don't like seeing this side of Horatio. What happened to our friendship? How could he doubt Speed?

Remember what happened. Come on, Delko, it's not that hard. You have to remember.

I close my eyes and remember back to yesterday. After leaving Horatio's office I went to find Speed. He had a right to know that he was being watched. He was unhappy. Another blow to an already fragile soul. I suggested that we head home. We obviously weren't wanted at work. He readily agreed. It was time to make our anger known to everyone. Time to let them know that we weren't going to stand for this crap.

So we left.

Things start to get jumbled at that time. I remember going home. I remember saying something about getting dinner. I remember going outside in the cool night. Speed was with me. He was quiet. He was quiet most of the ride. Wasn't he? I can't get over the nagging voice in the back of my head. I have a feeling that we were arguing. But would Speed veer off the road?

No.

I keep trying to remember. It won't come, though. "Screw it," I mumble. My head already hurts and the medication begins to take affect. I feel myself falling into a bit of darkness. Leaving the world of unhappiness and despair behind.

A gentle hand on my shoulder wakes me. The room is no longer bright. The sun must have gone down. I turn to look at who is standing beside me. It's Alexx. I see Horatio, Calleigh, and Hagen standing off by the door.

Alexx gives me a soft smile. "Hey, nice to have you back with us."

I try to smile. But I can't. Something I dreamed is keeping me from being happy. Everyone must feel that I'm uneasy. Horatio moves closer. I don't want him here. Yet, I don't send him away. My heart and soul are already full of pain. I feel like the world is crumbling around me.

"Delko, what's wrong? Did you remember something?" Horatio asks. He does it quietly. He must not want to disturb me. I can see that something is bothering him. Was it the way that I yelled at him? Apologies would have to wait.

I feel myself crying. I tell him what I remember. The thing I dreamed. "We were arguing in the car…."