Title: Regretting Last Night, PT 3
Author:Chickee1
Rating: PG-13, language
Pairing: Horatio/Marisol Horatio/Calleigh
Summary: Horatio goes to dinner with Eric's sister, but what happens when she's found dead the next morning?
Disclaimer: I do not own anything or anyone from CSI Miami. I am only a fan who enjoys writing stories that take an interest in the show.
Authors Note: This is my first CSI Miami fic. I got the idea after the recent ending of the episode, 'Boy meets Girl'.

A look of disbelief came across everyone eyes in the room. ''How could I not have remembered my badge or gun...I wasn't''t even thinking this morning'', Horatio thought to himself, realizing how the officers knew he was there. Lowering his head in shock, Horatio walked calmly as he was escorted out of the building, with his colleagues watching also in shock that their supervisor, the man they look up too, could be accused of such a crime.

What felt like hours, was only minutes since Horatio was escorted to the police station. 'How could I have forgotten my badge and gun...I was overwhelmed when I left...I didn't think. She was alive when I left...what happened', Horatio thought to himself as he sat alone in his cell. They were charging him with Marisol's murder even though as far as he knew the only evidence they had on him was that his gun and badge was there, no one else was telling him anything. "Horatio", he heard.

Rising from his bed he saw Calleigh walking towards him. "Cal, can you tell me what's going on?", he asked. "Guard, I need you to open the door.", stepping back, Horatio watched as the guard opened the door and Calleigh stepped in. "Horatio, I need a sample of your DNA", she said taking out a swab. "Okay...Calleigh please tell what's going on. You know that I could never do something like this." he pleated. Swabbing the swab around in his mouth than putting it back into her kit, she told Horatio to sit down.

"We've been examining the crime scene, we found..." Calleigh didn't know how to tell her boss this. She wished that she wasn't the one that had to tell him, but Eric had taken a leave of absence and Ryan and Tripp were taking care of witnesses, etc. "Tell me Calleigh...", he said looking into her eyes. "We found semen in the bed, and hair samples...also broken glass with blood...I need you to tell me what happened last night Horatio", she told him, not sure if she really wanted to hear the answer. Lowering his head into his hands, Horatio shook his head. "I can't believe this is happening, it was one night", he whispered.

"Last night I was over there for dinner, we ate, danced..cleaned up and I ended up knocking a glass over..I went to pick it up and I cut myself, so the blood on the glass is going to match mine. And as for upstairs in the bedroom...I'm not going to lie to you..it will also match me", he said slightly embarrassed.

"Horatio, this isn't going to help you know that right, all this it points straight to you. And I ran the ballistics on the bullets from your gun...they match." Rising from the bed, he stared at her with anger and sadness. "On my life Calleigh , I swear when I left she was alive, we were suppose to meet at noon for lunch. I left my gun and badge there because I wasn't' thinking. I know it doesn't sound like me, but I wasn't myself when I left."

Turning his back to her, Horatio lowered his head. 'One night...this should have never have happened...someone is setting me up', he thought to himself. "Hang in there Horatio, we're going to find out who's doing this", said Calleigh as she waited for the guard to unlock the door, not waiting for Horatio to respond.

"Alex have you determined the cause of death", asked Calleigh as she walked into the morgue. "Poor baby, saw what was coming. By the marking on her neck , looks like she was strangled first, seems to have put up a good fight. There's bruising around her forearms, like she was trying to block something from hitting her." "Alex turn off the lights for a second please", asked Calleigh as she took the UV light and focussed it on the neck. "You see this?" she asked as Alex came around to look.

"That looks like a partial. If we can find the owner of this print we might be able to clear Horatio's name." "Honey, you and I know that Horatio could never do something like this, but remember we have to follow all the evidence, but make sure you don't put your personal feelings for him before the evidence okay", said Alex putting a hand on Calleigh's shoulder. "Personal feelings...me...Horatio?" she said with a slight chuckle.

"Honey, you may be able to lie to yourself about this, but you can't lie to me". Looking at watching Calleigh's reaction, Alex saw that tears were beginning to form in her eyes. "Ohh honey, I'm sorry.". Pulling Calleigh into her arms, Alex held her as Calleigh let out the tears. "I don't know what to do...I don't know if I can do this without him", she sobbed. "It's okay, we'll think of something".

"Horatio Caine...heard you got yourself into a lot of trouble this time". Without even having to turn around Horatio knew exactly who it was, and it was the last person he wanted to see. "Rick Stetler", he whispered slowly turning around to see the IAB Sergeant standing in front of his cell with his hands on the bars and a smirk on his face.

"My my Horatio what have you done to land yourself behind hind bars. Was it sleeping with the sister of a member of your team...or was she just not what you had hoped so you decided to get rid of her." Horatio flung himself towards the bars, Rick could see the anger in his eyes and was able to move before Horatio could get a hold of him..

"God Dammit Stetler...What the hell do you want", Horatio said with rage in his eyes. "If I didn't move, we could add assaulting an officer to your list of problems. I just thought that I would stop by see how you were doing. It's going to be a very long time before you get out, because they'll never actually catch the real killer", Stetler said as he walked away laughing.

Horatio turned around and slammed his fist into the wall. A sudden pain ran through his hand, watching his knuckles tore and the blood roll from them. He lowered himself onto the bed and once again lowering his head and placing them in his hands.

"Ryan how are things going here" Calleigh asked as she stood beside him. "Not good, both the hair and semen samples match H's DNA". "Horatio said that they would, and I take it that the blood on the glass also matches his", she asked. Nodding his head, Ryan looked up at Calleigh, "Are you okay, you look like you've been crying." "I'm fine, I need you to run these prints, it may give us a lead", she said handing a partial print from Marisol's neck.

"You don't think that H's prints wont match." Ryan asked as he ran the prints. "I have faith that they won't be his. Just a gut feeling. Let me know what you come up with, I'm going to go and see how Horatio is holding up", she called as she walked out the door. 'I hope your right Calleigh, because this isn't looking good for him at all', Ryan said aloud.

"Guard, let me in please", asked Calleigh. Horatio didn't even hear Calleigh coming into his cell, at this point he didn't want anymore visitors. "Hey handsome, how you holding up?" she asked taking a seat beside him. Rising his head, he couldn't help but look into her eyes and see the sadness and confusion in them. "Considering I think I'm doing okay.. Hows the case going", he replied. "We found a partial print on Marisol's neck, Ryan's running it through now...Oh my god, what happened to your hand?" she asked seeing the blood all over his hand and the swelling that was surrounding his knuckles.

"I had a visitor", he whispered. "Guard I need something to clean this up with please", Calleigh called. Moments later, the guard brought Calleigh some bandages and rubbing alcohol to clean Horatio's hand up with. "You wanna tell em what happened?" she asked as she began to clean his cuts. "Stetler came and saw me, he knew that I couldn't do anything, he was provoking me, I should've known better." Horatio said shaking his head, "What did he say?" asked Calleigh. Closing his eyes and all of a sudden rose from the bed.

"What is it?". Helping Calleigh to her feet, he looked at her. "Something Stetler said...he said that it was going to be a very long time before I got out of here because they were never going to catch the real killer...you said that you had a partial print." Nodding her head, Calleigh looked at Horatio. "You don't think that Stetler..." "I wouldn't put it passed him, he had been following me...Calleigh come here", he said as he walked over to the cell door.

"Get the kit, Rick had his hands on the bars when he came to see me...you can run them against the Partial you found on Marisol". "Horatio, I want this to be true as much as you, but its along shot...but I don't want to see you in here anymore...I'll be back in a few". Leaving Horatio alone in his cell, for the first time since he'd been arrested, a smile came across his face. 'You may think your good Rick...But not good enough. We'll see who gets the last laugh'. Horatio whispered, as he waited for Calleigh to return.

I'll try and have chapter 4 up ASAP, until then please enjoy and R/R.