Hi! I'm so sorry for the lateness. The updates are not coming as fast as I would prefer. I hope you enjoy the chapter. (I'm so happy, I'm all signed up for my classes.) Now, mistakes are mine, as always. CSI Miami is not. (Isn't that sad.) CC is welcome and I love reviews. (Thank you everyone that reviews/reads/ect.) *smiles* Here's the new chapter.

Rebecca smiled as she watched Ryan walked out of the crime lab. She had excellent hearing, and could tell they showed him the note. By the expression on his face, he seemed ill, and almost angry. She didn't like that look on him. It made him look older.

She had an overwhelming curiosity for the boy below her. Rebecca had the urge to talk to him, but she wouldn't do that at this point. She screwed up killing the brother. Getting out of trouble without a scratch was not something she expected. She rarely saw such luck, remembering her other comrades who were not so lucky. No, her orders were clear, keep watch from a distance. The next mistake could be her last.

Turning her attention back to her charge, Rebecca saw him leaving towards John's home. "I see. You're going to speak with your father. I can't wait to hear how it goes." She swiftly followed the car, unseen by the unobservant public.

John was sitting in his desk in the library when he felt Ryan arrive, anger radiating off him. "Who did it?!"

"Did what?"

"There was a note nailed to my older brothers' body! It was titled to you!"

"Brothers' bo… Joseph's dead?"

Ryan's voice became low and dangerous. "Yeah, now who killed him? They never told me the cause of death, but by the looks the nightshift and Alexx are giving me, something isn't right."

"Ryan, I had no clue…"

"Damnit, just tell me who!"

"Rebecca is the only one I could think of."

Ryan stood back for a moment. "So that's who Rebecca is." He whispered more to himself than John. He sat down on a nearby couch.

The anger John felt just moments before was gone. In fact, he felt nothing, as if Ryan wasn't in the room with him. That made him nervous. Everyone carried an emotion, even if they are lost at that moment, yet there was nothing off of Ryan. "Ryan, are you ok?" John walked over to the young man. "Ryan?"

Ryan looked up at him. "I don't know anymore." was his answer to John's question.

John believed him as a sudden wave of confusion came from Ryan.

"Is it true Horatio?"

"What Lily?"

"The note, was there a note titled to John on him?"

Horatio looked at her attentively. "You know I would never lie to you."

"So it's true. This means they're going to talk to him."

"Yes."

"I'm not mad at you for giving his name. I know it's your job."

"Lily, I'm truly sorry."

Lily gave a sad and weak smile. "I know you are Horatio, and don't be. This isn't your fault, and this isn't Ryan's, though I'm sure he blames himself."

"Mrs. Wolfe."

Horatio and Lily both turned to see Stetler standing before them. "Yes?" was Lily's answer.

"You're Ryan Wolfe's mother."

"Well, yeah. Did I do anything to indicate otherwise?"

Horatio smiled. He knew she would never change, even in grief. "I just need to ask you a few questions regarding you son, Joseph Wolfe."

"Oh, I already talked to the detective."

"Yes, but I have a few questions of my own."

"Such as what Rick?" Horatio wasn't just going to let him question Lily.

"You're not part of this investigation Horatio. I have only a few questions for her."

Horatio was going to say something more, but Lily stopped him. "It's ok Horatio, it won't take long." Lily went off with Stetler, something Horatio didn't like at all.

"She'll be fine Horatio." Horatio turned to see Alexx standing there. "Though I have a feeling he won't be walking out of it without a bruised cheek."

"What makes you say that?"

"If she's anything like Ryan, she'll get annoyed with him quickly, especially if he starts flirting with her." Horatio raised an eyebrow to this.

There was a distinctive slap in the distance. Lily walked up to Horatio and Alexx. "He is such a sleazebag. My son just died, and has the nerve to ask me for coffee. I'm going outside to get some air." She walked away.

"Told you." Alexx whispered. "Where's Ryan anyways?"

"He left after the detective interviewed him."

"Horatio, there's something I have to tell you."

"Is it about the cause of death?"

"Yes. The CSIs that are on the case are just as confused as me."

"Let me guess," Horatio was calm when speaking. "Joseph was complete drained of blood."

"How'd you…?"

"I think you need to talk to Calleigh about this. She will return later."

"Where'd she go?"

"After Ryan."

"They've been close lately."

"She's very protective of him."

"Will talking to her help?"

"If she decides to, yes, it will help in more than one way." Horatio felt it was Calleigh's secret to tell.

Calleigh followed Ryan far enough behind that he didn't seem to notice. She waited a bit before entering the house before her. She knew Ryan would want some answers, and John obliviously was the one who carried them.

"Ryan, are you ok?" Calleigh heard through the door. A question she didn't often hear from the older vampire. "Ryan?"

Calleigh heard Ryan's answer clearly. "I don't know anymore."

She decided it was time to intervene. She slowly opened the door. "Ryan."

He looked up. "Calleigh? What are you doing here?"

"I followed you. I was concerned." Ryan had a lost look on his face. "I'm here for you if you need me." She sat down next to him.

"You didn't have to leave work for me. I'm going to be fine."

"That's the thing Ryan, I did have to. No matter what things were like when you first came to the lab, I'm your friend, and I want to help you."

"Alexx wants to talk to you."

Calleigh was confused by the sudden statement. "Don't change the subject."

"No, she'll wait, but it's about my brothers' death." He seemed to almost be freaking out. He stood and started pacing.

Calleigh knew Ryan was saying strange things lately, but this was different. She grabbed his arm. "Ryan, they can both wait." Ryan seemed to calm a little, and sat back down beside his friend. "Just stay calm and talk to me."

Rebecca sat nearby, listening to their conversation. "Don't you just care about your little pup Calleigh?" She couldn't stand being near this woman. Things were always rocky between her and John, but when she came around, a crack turned to a canyon. "Sad how you're going to lose him."

Her phone that she kept close by began to ring. She growled. Rebecca hated phones. Looking at the id, she answered. "Yes sir?"

"Two days, during the new moon, bring him to me personally. Understood?"

Rebecca smiled. "Loud and clear sir."

"Good. You know what to do."

"Always." And they both hung up. "Aren't we going to have fun Ryan Wolfe."