Second Chapter yay. Elements of Cake, also CaRWash. AU, blah blah.

Disclaimer: I don't own CSI: Miami. I do own; Wendy Townsend, Mr. L. Wane and 'Mr Shrew'

Chapter 2: Tomorrow

The night had been a slow one and Ryan knew that the morning couldn't come soon enough. He had to see Calleigh, had to get all of the information from her. It was killing him to know that something had happened that had endangered his fellow CSIs and there was nothing he could do about it. He was glad that Calleigh had told him, he needed to be in the loop. The clock on his bedside table read 07:15, the red numbers glared at him, there was so much time between now and their meeting, it would drive him crazy sitting and waiting. He had to do something. He got out of bed and had a cold shower, it was the best thing to clear his head in times of crisis, and this it seemed was a crisis. When emerging from the shower he looked at the clock once more; 07:35, time it seemed was mocking him; "This is going to drive me mad." He muttered. He had to get dressed, had to get out of the house. Had to do something.

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"You're sure he won't do anything stupid?" Jake asked for what felt like the 7th time that day. Calleigh rolled her eyes and didn't give him and answer it really wasn't needed again. They had arrived at work at 7:30am, and Jake was already getting under Calleigh's skin.

"Jake, leave it will you." She muttered picking up some files. Jake was giving her a look and she knew it meant that he had more to say; "We have a job to do, you need to go talk to H." she told him. It was quite clear who was in charge of this operation. Jake watched her retreating form before walking over to Horatio.

"Detective Berkeley." Horatio's formal tone contradicted the smile in his eyes; "You have something to report no doubt." He said looking around them briefly.

Jake nodded; "Cal and I are seeing Wolfe in about two hours, we will be informing him of the current situation…" Jake paused and looked at his shoes.

"Detective Berkeley," that same formal tone; "I know that this is all making you very uncomfortable, but you and I both know that it's for the best." Horatio spoke truthfully and there was no room for argument in his tone of voice.

"Yes sir." Was Jake's reply as he moved away, things were moving forwards well.

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09:30, the red numbers still taunted him, it would take him about half an hour to drive to their meeting spot, if the traffic was bad and if he drove at 10mph all the way. He could walk. Out of the question. He sighed and picked up the file that Calleigh had given him the day before, he noticed a piece of paper that he hadn't read last night, there was an address on it, nothing more, just an address. He read it once, twice, three times over before it finally sunk in, hew knew this address, it was Calleigh's, why would her address be in the case file of this triple homicide? Things were getting even more confusing, he had more questions to ask, he hoped that she knew the answers. The clock now read 09:45, he could go now, this waiting game was killing him. He arrived with 5 minuets to spare, pulled up on the side of the street and noticed a small restaurant across the road. There was about 4 parking spaces out the front of it, and Ryan decided that it would be sensible for him to get some food before meeting with Calleigh and Jake. He was sure to need it. In the short amount of time that he had had since Calleigh had told him that something was going on Ryan had found his brain going into overdrive, he was trying to think of what it could be. Some of the scenarios were much worse than others, and he just ended up getting more agitated.

"Can I get you anything love?" a middle aged woman with an apron and notebook in hand smiled kindly at him.

He looked at her for a few seconds before answering; "Uh…coffee please." The palms of his hands felt moist and slightly sticking. He was more worried than he cared to admit. It was then that two figures entered, the sight of them alone made his heart soar; "Cal, Jake." He waved them over.

"You're early." Calleigh said taking a seat opposite him.

He smiled; "I couldn't just sit at home, it was driving me crazy." Jake, who had sat down next to Calleigh snorted slightly. Ryan wasn't going to beat about the bush; "I read the file, all of it." He stated locking eyes with Calleigh.

"There's more to the case than what you've read Wolfe." Jake said drawing Ryan's attention away from Calleigh; "There were things we couldn't print, couldn't have it falling into the wrong person's hands, you understand?" his voice was full of authority.

Ryan nodded, his heart was pumping, this was important; "I need to know what's going on." He insisted.

It was Calleigh's turn to nod; "All in due course," Ryan's eyes met with hers again, he saw genuine fear there. Calleigh was not afraid of much, this was more than serious; "right," Calleigh sighed loudly; "threats are being made to this man," Calleigh paused and placed a file in front of Ryan; "he's a high ranking FBI agent, apparently he's corrupt…" Calleigh let her words hang in the air for a moment before Jake placed another file on table.

"The man making the threats is a convicted felon, we don't know if he can be trusted…the man apparently killed Wendy Townsend and two others. The triple homicide that began this investigation, ever since Natalia was attacked those higher up are trying to lock us out. They clearly know that these threats are not unfounded." Jake pushed the file across the table and watched at Ryan opened it and read.The first word he saw was written in bold across the top of the sheet, he glanced at Jake, and then at Calleigh who nodded at him, he read on;

CLASSIFIED

This information is for Mr. L. Wane, his eyes only may read it, I have uncovered some vital information regarding his daughter. It went on, details of gruesome murders and sexual offences that made Ryan shudder. He wondered what Mr. Wane's daughter had to do with it, all the offences that were listed were committed by men. I am prepared to let the FBI know all of this and more, there is of course one way that you can keep this hidden. So it had turned to blackmail. Ryan sighed and reached the end of the document. The signature was hard to make out.

"Does that say Mr. Shrew?" Ryan finally asked, Calleigh nodded.

"Yes, we think it's a fake name, it would be more than likely, do you see now why we need your help? This isn't an ordinary case, sure we were assigned the homicide but what we've uncovered, this is…" she paused and Ryan nodded knowing there was no way to describe it, it was unlike anything they had had to deal with before.

"So Mr. Wane is our corrupt FBI agent…" Jake nodded; "Who is his daughter?" the question was straight to the point.

"We don't know." Calleigh replied; "Our records show he never got married, his team didn't know he had a child. We think that he thought she was dead. It would explain a couple of things." Ryan nodded slowly, he let the information sink in, there were so many questions left unasked, so much that he desperately needed to know. What had Calleigh's address been doing in that first file? Who was the elusive daughter that a top FBI agent thought was dead? Who had committed those heinous crimes described in the most recent file? Had it been Mr. Wane? He was respected and trusted, what would happen if the three people gathered around the table in that small diner, uncovered the conspiracies that now riddled their legal system. Corrupt agents and lies abound. Apparently Calleigh, Ryan and Jake were going to have to find out the answers to all of these questions, Horatio would of course try and give them all the support that they needed, but this task was not going to be an easy one to execute.

A/N: So a three man team? How will Ryan and Jake get along, I sense trouble ahead, don't you? Review please. No flames thank you.