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Elvis opened his eyes and yawned. He looked around the empty bed which he usually shared with his two masters. Now they were nowhere in sight. He stood up and stretched his body before jumping off the bed and heading to the doorway. He peeked outside in to the living room and saw the usual stuff, but no masters. Sounds from the kitchen caused the ginger cat to head that way and he stopped in the doorway.

His two masters were involved in something on the kitchen counter. His redheaded master was lying on the counter and his brunette master was kissing his body. Both were naked. Elvis decided that now was the perfect time to demand breakfast. He approached the two men and meowed. Neither of them reacted and when meowing again didn't work Elvis moved on to another technique.

He walked up to his brunette's masters ankle and started to scratch him with his claws; not enough to pull blood but enough to make his presence known.

"Ouch! God dammit Elvis!" Mac growled and looked down at the cat.

Mac glanced back at his naked lover on the kitchen counter, with his achingly hard length that Mac had been stroking for the last ten minutes while nipping at Horatio's chest.

"Ignore him." Horatio panted, "Please love."

Mac nodded and grabbed the lube from the counter next to the redhead. Unfortunately Elvis wasn't going to let himself be ignored. He looked up at his masters before nipping at the brunette's ankle.

"Elvis!" Mac exclaimed.

He bent down and picked the cat up. He grabbed his food bowl and put it on the table before giving Elvis some food so he would leave them alone. He quickly went back to the kitchen counter and lubed up his digits.

Elvis looked at the food and then back at his masters. He really wanted to cuddle now. So he jumped off the table and went back to the brunette. He rubbed up against his leg and was annoyed when he was gently pushed away.

"Mac, please love." Horatio panted as Mac pushed a digit inside him.

Elvis sat up on his back legs and reached up to the brunette's knee, then he slid his paws down to make sure he scratched his whole leg; just hard enough to let the brunette know he demanded a cuddle.

"Ouch!" Mac growled.

He added a second digit inside his lover and gently pushed Elvis away with his foot. Elvis glared at him, but wasn't about to give up. Instead Elvis used a technique he knew would work. He jumped at the brunette's other leg and held on for dear life; pushing his claws into the human's skin to hold on.

"Argh! Elvis!" Mac bellowed.

He started shaking his leg to get Elvis to fall off, but the cat wouldn't let go. Horatio was just about to suggest simply grabbing the cat and locking him into the bedroom so he couldn't bother them when his phone rang.

He groaned and tried to get his breathing under control before answering.

"Caine."

"Hey H, we have a dead body at a hotel." Eric said and gave him the address.

"I'll be there soon." Horatio said and hung up.

By now Mac was furiously trying to pull Elvis off his leg with his hands. Horatio looked down at his arousal and sighed; they'd have to make love later.

Once Elvis had fled the room and Mac had stopped cursing he looked over at his redheaded lover and sighed. Horatio was already putting on the suit that Mac had taken off him when they had decided to have morning sex in the kitchen.

"I'm sorry, Mac." He said.

"Don't be. We'll just do it later." Mac smiled.

Before Horatio could leave for work Mac gave both him and his 25 week pregnant belly a kiss.

Horatio wasn't really supposed to work on crime scenes (since he was on desk duty while being pregnant), but since both Calleigh and Ryan were at home with the flue he had to.

-I-

"Eric, I'm pregnant, not handicapped!" Horatio snapped and grabbed the evidence box from the younger man.

Eric tried not to grin and just let Horatio do what he wanted. He should have known it was a bad idea to suggest to the redhead that he'd take a break while Eric carried all the evidence boxes on his own up to the lab.

"Sorry H." Eric chuckled.

Horatio shook his head and opened his mouth to say something when Eric held up a hand to stop him.

"Don't say that you're sorry for snapping at me. I know you're not handicapped and I shouldn't treat you like it just because you're pregnant… even if you are getting more and more pegnant every week and I don't want you to get hurt." Eric said.

Horatio smiled and nodded. When they had taken all the evidence to the lab Horatio felt exhausted and went to his office to take an early lunch break. Mac had made him some lunch and Horatio devoured it in seconds. Then he leaned back in his chair and put his feet on the table so relax. Within seconds he had fallen asleep (something that happened sometimes since the baby didn't let his daddy sleep during the night).

And just as quickly he woke up when someone called his name. He opened his eyes and found Eric looking amused at him. Horatio took his feet of the table and sat up straight.

"What?" He asked.

"Nothing." Eric grinned, "I got you your mail."

Horatio frowned and Eric explained that the receptionist Paula had been trying to call Horatio over the intercom for a few minutes to say he had mail, but when the sleeping redhead hadn't answered Eric had offered to take it to him.

"I must be really tired." Horatio muttered.

"Baby isn't letting you sleep, huh?" Eric asked as he handed his boss his mail and sat down in the guest chair.

"Nope, and it's all Mac's fault."

"You blame the baby's activity on Mac?" Eric chuckled.

"Yeah, it's who he or she inherited it from." Horatio shrugged.

"You're both very active men." Eric pointed out.

Horatio thought about it for a second and then shrugged, "It's still Mac's fault."

Eric chuckled and noticed Horatio's eyes widen as he read one of the letters in his mail; the one that had been the first one in the pile.

"H?" Eric asked.

"You remember Missus Lacey Reardon?" Horatio asked.

"Yeah, Calleigh said she threatened you outside of court two weeks ago." Eric said, getting worried now.

"She just threatened me again." Horatio said and handed Eric the letter.

Eric grabbed the letter carefully by a corner to not leave any of his own prints in case it needed to be processed.

There wasn't much written on it, but enough for everyone to get the point:

You are a dead man Lieutenant.

Your days are numbered

MLR

"MLR definitely stands for Missus Lacey Reardon." Eric said, "She's not trying to hide her identity."

"She's got nothing left to lose. Her husband is in jail and she's left alone." Horatio sighed.

"You have to report this and call Mac."

"He'll worry too much."

"Well, he should and so should you."

"I am worried!" Horatio growled and then gave Eric an apologetic look.

He started pacing around in the office while Eric put the letter in an evidence bag.

"H?" Eric asked, "Are you going to call Mac?"

"Why would she hate me? I mean, her husband is a killer." Horatio said, "I only did my job. We all did."

Eric was getting even more worried and grabbed Horatio's arms before guiding him down on the couch. He knew Horatio was worried. Not for his own safety, but for the safety of his and Mac's unborn child and that Mrs. Reardon would cause harm to Mac to get to Horatio. Her threat was directed to Horatio, but she could still go after Mac.

"Horatio?" Eric said, "Try to calm down and call Mac."

Horatio nodded and pulled out his cell phone from his pocket.

"I'll call Frank and have him put out a BOLO for Mrs. Reardon and when Mac gets here I'll process the letter."

"Okay." Horatio said quietly.

Eric noticed the sad look in his eyes. Horatio deserved better. He had finally found his true love and they were going to have a baby; this was supposed to be the happiest time of their life and now they had a death threat hanging over them.

-I-

Eric looked over at Mac and Horatio as they embraced each other. They were with him in the fingerprint lab as Eric processed the letter. He knew Mac would be able to calm Horatio down a bit, even if Mac himself was worried as well. Eric was checking some prints from the letter in AFIS and when the computer beeped Mac and Horatio approached him and looked at the screen.

"She wants us to know it's her." Eric sighed.

The fingerprints on the letter belonged to Mrs. Lacey Reardon, she had been arrested ten years earlier on a DUI and therefore her prints were in the system.

"Why do I always get the psychos after me?" Horatio asked and started pacing.

Mac and Eric glanced at each other and then Mac tried to get his lover to stop pacing and rambling about how it was so typical that everything was taken from him.

"Horatio, nothing has been taken yet." Mac said, "And nothing will be taken either."

Frank had been listening from the doorway and approached his friends. He knew this was what happened when Horatio got worried about losing someone. He had thought so many times that he had found someone to be happy with and then it had been taken from him.

"Horatio, nothing is going to happen to you or Mac." Frank said.

"This woman is capable of anything." Horatio said.

"But we won't let anything happen to you, the baby or Mac." Frank said, "I already have police protection waiting for you guys at home."

"Thanks Frank." Mac said and grabbed his lover by the shoulders.

Horatio slumped his shoulders and hung his head; fearing that everything was going to come to an end.

"Maybe we should stay somewhere else." Mac said.

"Yeah, you can stay with me and Calleigh." Eric said, "With Calleigh's gun collection hidden in the closet it's safe. Not to mention nobody shoots a gun better than her."

Mac smiled and nodded.

"I think that's a good idea." He said.

"We should go home and pack some stuff." Horatio said, "Are you sure it's okay? ´Cause I'll be walking around in the middle of the night if I can't sleep and I have terrible mood swings."

"I know you do." Eric smiled, "I think we would all feel a lot better if you stayed with me and Calleigh."

Mac and Horatio smiled gratefully at their young friend.

"And the walls in the guest room are thick so don't worry about making too much noise." Eric smirked.

The older men blushed and muttered something about having to hurry home to pack some stuff.

-I-

The police cruiser that was supposed to watch Mac and Horatio's house would remain there even if Mac and Horatio wasn't going to stay there. Their hope was that Mrs. Reardon would believe they were still in their own house if the cruiser was outside. Hopefully she would try to break in and get caught while doing so.

Horatio and Mac had rented a car and hoped that Mrs. Reardon hadn't been following them all day and seen it. They hoped that she knew what their private cars looked like and what their license plates were and therefore would be focused on following those cars; while doing so she wouldn't notice that Mac and Horatio had rented a car.

"So do you feel calmer now?" Mac asked as he drove the rental car to Eric and Calleigh's place.

"Yeah, I'm sorry that I freaked out."

"Don't be sorry." Mac said, "I kind of freaked out too, but I didn't show it because I was more concerned about you."

Horatio smiled and leaned back in the seat. He was tired and closed his eyes for a moment. Mac smiled and glanced at his sleeping lover for a second before looking back on the road.

It was already dark and raining too. Mac hated to drive when it was raining.

From behind a corner another car was watching the rental car approach. Missus Reardon had followed Mac and Horatio around all day and seen that they had rented a car. Her original plan had been to break into their house and stab Horatio in the abdomen; killing both the unborn child and the lieutenant. But then she had seen the police cruiser and so her plan had failed (she was too afraid to try and break in with the police outside the house).
Instead she had followed Horatio and Mac from work and hoped she would be able to crash into them; the only problem was that it had been in broad daylight and somebody would have seen her.

Now it was dark outside and the neighborhood they were in was a quiet one. Her plan was perfect. She started the car but the kept the lights out so she couldn't be seen. Mac and Horatio came closer and Lacey tried the gas. She backed up the car and started driving fast; she knew she would hit them precisely where she wanted to.

The only problem was that she couldn't see who was driving; she hoped it was Horatio so that she crashed into the right side and killed him. As she got closer to the intersection she saw the other car approach. She stepped on the gas harder and prepared herself for the crash. She closed her eyes and let go of the steering wheel and just let the car go.

The crash was loud and both cars skidded several feet. The rental spun around and finally stopped. Mrs. Reardon groaned and pushed the airbag away from her. Crashing a car had been a lot worse for her physically than she had thought.

She started the car and to her surprise it still worked. However, driving it away was anything but easy. Luckily she didn't live too far away. Driving as fast as she could and hoping no one would see her, she fled the scene.

Leaving behind a crashed car with two grown men and an unborn child, both men were injured and unconscious.

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