Phone Calls

Part Ten -- Phone call

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN… I wish I did.

An ironic title for the chapter huh? Last chapter was a shocker. The mom's involved in it! Well enjoy!

Diego had heard the message. Diego stared at the ransacked room. He picked up the note and read it:

'If you want your daughter back alive, bring 3 million dollars to the park in two days by midnight on the second night. If you don't, her blood will be on your doorstep. And the next time you see her mangled body will be at her funeral in a coffin being lowered six feet into the ground!'

Eric and Calleigh processed the new crime scene as Diego went back to the lab.

It had been hours since Steve or Josh had come in. Ryan and Rosita just laid in their beds. The pain that had been coursing through his body had subsided a little bit. Rosita was flipping a penny in the air.

The door to the room opened and in walked Rosita's mother. Rosita sat up shocked.

"Mom! What are you doing here?" she asked.

Martha walked over to Rosita's bed and sat down next to her daughter.

She let out a heavy sigh, "I'm here to see you one last time. And to say I love you."

Rosita glared, "You don't love me if I'm here because of you. You also wouldn't be breaking up our family if you loved me!"

"You think I broke up the family? No, your father broke up the family years ago. Back when he was always working and never paying attention to me. But Steve pays attention to me. We just need some money. And you're the only way to get it."

"So I'm just some pawn for your love life?"

"Of course not."

Rosita looked away. Martha sighed and headed out the door. Once she shut the door, Rosita looked at Ryan. She grinned as she held up a cell phone.

"I don't think she need it anymore. Dad doesn't need to pay another bill." Rosita said as she began pressing buttons.

"How'd you get that?" Ryan asked.

"I was falling out of mom's pocket so I decided to help it out. Go see if the hallway is empty."

Ryan put on his shirt and cautiously walked over to the door. He put his ear up against the cold metal door. He didn't hear anything. He looked up at Rosita and nodded his head. Rosita began to dial her father's cell number.

His worried voice came over the phone, "Martha! Where are you? What happened?"

"Dad, it's me, Rosita."

"Rosita! Are you alright?"

"Yeah. My leg's a little screwed up though."

"She's in on it dad. She wants the money so Steve and her can leave Miami and start a new life together."

"Why would that happen?"

"They're dating dad. She was only in love with you for your money."

Horatio's voice now came through the phone, "Rosita… is Ryan with you?"

"Yes."

"Can you put him on?"

Rosita pulled the phone away from her and called Ryan over.

"Horatio?" Ryan asked before taking the phone.

Rosita nodded.

"H." Ryan let a sigh of relief out over the phone.

"Ryan… are you hurt?"

"Just a little sore."

"Do you know where you are?"

"Hold on."

Ryan went to the nearest window and looked out. Rosita looked out the one over her bed. Ryan couldn't see anything.

"Filer Lane." Rosita read a small sign on a tree by the house. She looked at the flowered mailbox, "108 Filer Lane."

"108 Filer Lane." Ryan repeated.

"We're coming." Horatio said before hanging up.