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Horatio walked up the driveway that night, almost dreading the silence the evening was sure to bring. He turned the key in the lock and opened the front door.

"Calleigh, I'm home," he called, but not really expecting a response. He hung up his jacket in the closet then went upstairs to check on Calleigh. When he opened the bedroom door, he was mildly surprised that she was not there. "Calleigh?" he called again. 'Where on earth could she be?' he thought as he began to search the house for her.

After throughly checking the upstairs of the house, he moved to the main level. He was getting slightly panicked; she was always there. He was just about ready to call the police, when something on the kitchen table caught his eye. It was a letter, addressed to him in her hand.

He walked over and picked up the note, opened the envelope and unfolded the letter inside. Her neat handwriting covered the pages in his hand. There was a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach as he began to read:

Dearest Horatio,

I don't really know where to begin. You aren't going to believe a word I write anyway, but you need to, because it is the truth. Horatio, first let me say how sorry I am for everything. I know how much you wanted a son and I failed you. It's my fault he is dead and that is something I'll never be able to forgive myself for.

I know I shouldn't have gone to work that day. I had a gut feeling that something bad would happen if I did, but I listened to my selfish heart instead and went anyway. Because I did what I wanted to, our son died. I know the doctors said that it was a natural occurrence and that there was nothing I could have done, but in my heart I know it was my fault.

I don't deserve your forgiveness Horatio. I don't even deserve you. That's why I'm leaving. I love you so much and I want you to be happy more that anything in the world. I know I'm not the one that can make you happy. Enclosed you'll find divorce papers. I've already signed them, all you need to do is sign them yourself. Everything we had together is yours; I'm taking what little I do own with me. I want you to move on from this and find yourself another woman who can make you happy Horatio.

As for me, I'm going to live out the remainder of my life somewhere that doesn't have a memory of you everywhere I turn. Please don't try to find me. I can find some semblance of happiness this way. Please don't worry about me either, I can take care of myself.

Horatio, know that I always loved you and I always will love you. You infused my life with such peace and joy that I hardly know how to thank you. I care about you and I will miss you more than I can ever say, but this is for the best. Don't be afraid to move on; you deserve all the happiness in the world. Our moment in the sun is over; it's time for us to say goodbye.

I love you.

Calleigh

Horatio looked down at the paper in disbelief, tears forcing their way into his eyes. He reached down and picked up a shiny, silvery object from the table. It was her wedding ring. Suddenly it was all very real to him. Calleigh was gone.

He thought about drowning in self pity, but then something else rose to the surface; a desperate desire to find her and bring her home. He flipped open his cell phone and dialed Frank's number. It rang five times before he picked up.

"Frank, it's Horatio. Calleigh's gone and I need help finding her."

"Gone?" Frank questioned, "What do you mean gone?"

"She left. Took everything she owns and left."

"I'll be right over Horatio, and I'll bring missing persons agents with me."

"Thanks Frank," Horatio said before hanging up. He dialed Ryan's and then Eric's phone number and gave them a similar message.

Within a half hour, the front lawn of the Caine household was swarming with police cars and people trying to help. Horatio was fluctuating between being worried out of his mind and being his determined self. Ryan and Eric were by his side the whole night, asking him questions and trying to get any information that might help them find Calleigh. The police put out a broadcast for a silver car with a blond driver, hoping that someone would spot her before she got too far. It was a long sleepless night for Horatio.