I'm not sure of anything anymore
Thirteen Weeks Later
Ryan pinned Natalia on the bed and covered her in kisses. He gently pulled her clothes from her body as she fumbled with his. Ryan's hands trailed down her rib cage and in between her legs. He gently pressed his finger into her and probed around for his destination.
"Ryan," Natalia muttered, "Ryan what are you doing?"
Ryan stopped and looked at her. "Um, having sex?"
"Your finger is in my butt," Natalia whispered.
Ryan froze and looked at his hand. He carefully pulled his finger from Natalia. "Sorry, I, um, I must have missed."
Natalia chuckled and kissed him. "It's ok, I'm just glad you noticed."
Ryan chuckled nervously. "Um, yeah, sorry."
Horatio stared at Marisol's sleeping body. She was sick again. The cancer seemed to be eating her away some days. He wished he could do something more for her, but really there was nothing. He just had to wait and watch as her life slowly passed him by.
He wandered into his living room and sat on the couch as he pulled his phone out. He contemplated for a long time whether or not to make the call. Before he could make his decision a loud knock rapped at his door. Horatio opened the front door to find Ryan standing on his stoop, a reusable shopping bag in his hand.
Ryan smiled at him weakly in greeting. "Hey H," he quietly said, "I was just in the neighborhood and I thought I'd stop by. Natalia and I needed some milk and a few other groceries and I thought I'd stop in and see how you and Marisol were doing. I bought you some lemon bread; I know it's your favorite." Ryan dug in his bag and held out the loaf of bread for Horatio.
Horatio accepted it with a silent nod. Ryan hadn't missed that his hands were shaking.
"Is everything alright, H?" Ryan quietly inquired.
Horatio slowly shook his head. "The cancer's progressing quicker than we thought," he whispered. "Marisol has less time than we were originally told."
Ryan's eyes widened with shock. "Oh god H," he quietly said, "I'm so sorry. You know what- if you need anything you can always call Natalia and me. We're more than willing to help."
"I need something right now," Horatio whispered. He slipped his hand into Ryan's and gently pulled him inside his house.
Horatio led Ryan over to the couch and gently set him down. He carefully and tentatively kissed him again and again, each time lingering for a moment longer.
"Are you sure about this, H?" Ryan quietly asked as Horatio tugged at his belt.
"I'm not sure of anything anymore," Horatio whispered, his voice cracking. "I just need someone right now."