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Summary: Spoilers for 'Lost Son'. Calleigh has memories of the time she spent with Speed.
Pairings: Calleigh and Speed
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Horatio Caine stepped out of his car at McCauley Jewelers where, less than a month ago, one of his CSIs was gunned down.
Tim Speedle was one of his best CSIs. He was honest, trustworthy, and he was good at what he did. The worst part about his death was, he had been dating his ballistics expert, Calleigh Duquesne. No on had really known that they were dating, except Eric of course. Speed had told him everything. Although Horatio didn't know they had been seeing each other, he did have his suspicions. It was the little things like the way they looked at each other or the way they talked to each other.
Now that Speed was gone, Calleigh was a wreck. She was constantly crying, but who could blame her. They all loved Speed, but Calleigh loved him the most.
He could honestly say that he knew what Calleigh was going through and it was hell. He had never lost a girlfriend or a wife, but he had lost his brother. Horatio and Raymond had never been all that close, but Raymond was his brother and he had loved him. His heart reached out to Calleigh.
Looking at the jewelry store, made him remember the last words that Speed had said while he wasn't fighting for his life.
As Speed stepped out of the driver side door in front of McCauley Jewelers, he spotted a red convertible parked right in front of him. "Nice rolls. Probably the owners. These cars are such a bad investment. I'm just happy I have my bike," he said to Horatio, who was just stepping out of the passenger side door.
"One day," Horatio replied, "you may need something with doors."
"Well, I've got plenty of time for that."
Speed was one of his best CSIs and here he was, Lieutenant Horatio Caine, thinking of a day that he wished never happened. This wouldn't bring Speed justice. Thinking about him and wishing that he was back among his team wasn't helping.
Just then he saw him, or he thought he saw him. Speed was leaning up against a car with his arms crossed. Was it a figment of his imagination or was it real, he didn't know and he wasn't about to know either. Just as suddenly as he had appeared, Speed was gone.
As Horatio stepped into the air conditioned McCauley Jewelers, he noticed that it was exactly like it had been on that fateful day a month ago. However, the crime scene tape had been removed. "I'm Lieutenant Horatio Caine and I'm with the crime lab. I'd like to speak with the manager," Horatio said to the desk clerk.
The desk clerk was a very pretty woman of about twenty-four. She had shoulder length reddish brown hair and her eyes were an ice blue. She was wearing a black mini skirt with a black leather jacket and black leather boots that went up to her knees. "Just a minute Lieutenant Caine. I'll have to page him," she said with a very strong southern accent.
"Thank you." While she was paging her boss, Horatio took this opportunity to take a better look around. Maybe there was some evidence that his team missed, but his team was top notch, so he thought it very unlikely.
"Lieutenant Caine," the girl said interrupting his search, "Mr. Anderson will be right with you. However, it will have to be quick. He has a meeting with a client in a few minutes."
"Thank you, once again."
"Mr. Caine," a deep voice said from behind him.
He turned around and standing in front of him was a Spanish man of about 6 feet. "Mr. Anderson," Horatio said, "I'm investigating the murder of one of my CSIs."
"I'm very sorry to hear that Lieutenant."
However, he didn't seem very sympathetic. He seemed more scared than anything. Horatio could think of no specific reason why he might be acting this way. Unless…he had something to do with Speed's murder. It was doubtful, but it was his job to find out the truth. "Mr. Anderson, how long have you worked here?" Horatio asked.
"About a month…no, no wait. About three weeks," the manager said, quickly correcting his 'mistake.'
"Did you know the previous owner?"
"No," Anderson said quickly.
"Are you sure because we arrested him for his involvement in the murder of my CSI and if I find out that you knew him or were involved in anyway, I'll charge you with accessory after the fact."
"Lieutenant, are you implying that I had anything to do with that? Listen, if you're going to go around throwing accusations, then we're through here. Goodbye Lieutenant."
Horatio Caine left the jewelry store with no argument. This man was obviously very angry and he needed to cool down. Then Horatio would come back and find out what happened on September 26, 2004.