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Mrs. Reardon smiled as she stepped down on to the ground. She had never been to New York before and unfortunately she didn't have time to stop and go sightseeing. She had to leave the country fast. She saw the private plane she had rented and walked towards it. To her surprise she couldn't see any pilots. As she thought about it and looked around she noticed that the only person there was herself; yet the engine of the plane was running.

She started getting worried; had the team already caught up with her? The stair to the plane was down and she started climbing the steps up to the door. All the time she looked over the shoulder expecting to see Mac Taylor there with a gun; he would have a very good reason to shoot her.

She opened the plane door and looked right into the barrel of a gun.

"Hello Mrs. Reardon, we've been waiting for you."

Mrs. Reardon heard the sirens behind her and the commotions as New York's finest surrounded the plane. The gun that was aimed at her face belonged to none other than Stella Bonasera.

"Put your hands above your head and get down on the floor." Stella said.

Mrs. Reardon knew that there was no point in trying to escape so she did what she was told. The frustration at having been caught filled her on the inside; she had made it all the way to New York and now she was arrested.

"What happened to my pilots?" She asked.

"They got a conscience and called us." Stella said and she lifted Mrs. Reardon off the ground.

Once they climbed down the steps Mrs. Reardon was handed over to Danny and Don, whom were happy to take her to a holding cell.

"I'll call Sheldon and tell him the good news." Stella said.

"Do that. We'll take this... animal to a cell." Danny growled.

Mrs. Reardon rolled her eyes and sighed as she was lead away.

"Finally she's caught." Lindsay sighed in relief.

Lindsay wasn't really supposed to be out on the field since she was pregnant, but they had needed as many people as they could to bring Mrs. Reardon to the place she belonged.

"And we're going to make sure she stays where she belongs too. She's not getting away this time." Stella said.

-I-

It felt like it had been years since he had taken a walk through the park with the twins, but now Mac was doing it again. His lover was out of surgery, but still heavily medicated so he wasn't awake yet, and Mrs. Reardon had finally been caught. Mac felt good.
The two-month-old twins were asleep in their stroller; according to Alexx and her husband they had had a very difficult time sleeping when Mac hadn't been around. Mac felt guilty for not looking after his children, even if everyone had told him that he didn't have to feel guilty about it. He was going to make it up to them and he was starting now. The twins would accompany him to the hospital later when he went back to his lover.

The sun was shining and there wasn't a cloud on the sky. Mac wasn't rushing either; instead walking slowly to make sure he took a long time to spend with his son and daughter. Of course, he missed Horatio during his walk too, but knowing that his lover was now healing and that there were no more surprises in store made him feel happy anyway. He and Horatio could take many, many walks through the park later.

It would take a long time before his lover completely recovered, but that was okay. If Mac knew his precious redhead right, then he'd have to fight with him to make Horatio do as the doctor ordered. Everybody knew that the redhead didn't like anything to take too long and if his recovery was wasting his time, as he would put it, then he would force himself to work too hard to get better quicker, that way he would also risk a setback. Mac was pretty confident that he could make the redhead go slow though; after all he was a marine and was used to stubborn people like Horatio.

-I-

Mrs. Reardon was seated in an interrogation room at NYPD. Don and Stella were going to interview her, although there wasn't much to ask considering they already knew what she had done and the Miami CSIs could prove it.

"You're lucky that you came this far you know." Don said, "You're lucky that you were able to hide in Miami and find a partner that would do exactly what you wanted. Jimmy didn't even see it coming when you killed him, did he?"

"Can you prove that I killed him?" Mrs. Reardon asked.

"Yeah, we can." Stella said, "The only other person in the house were you kept Horatio captive was Horatio and we're pretty sure he was incapable of murdering Jimmy."

"Especially since you electrocuted and tortured him." Don said.

"Then there's also the fact that the Miami CSIs found the murder weapon with your prints on it." Stella said.

"It would have been too badly burnt to get fingerprints off." Mrs. Reardon said.

"It's amazing what today's technology can do." Don said.

"The handle of the knife would have melted and destroyed any prints." Mrs. Reardon said.

"I never said it was knife." Stella smirked, it had been almost too easy to get Mrs. Reardon to fall into that trap, "I said it was a weapon."

Mrs. Reardon rolled her eyes. Of course she knew that there was too much evidence against her for her to ever be able to be free again. But at least she could try to see exactly how much information the New York CSIs had on her.

"Jimmy was useless." Mrs. Reardon said.

"And you killed him, then blew up the house and hoped that the Miami team would think it was Horatio." Don said.

"Yes." Mrs. Reardon sighed, feeling bored.

"Well, lucky for us dental records proved that it wasn't Horatio." Dons said, "You're facing attempted murder on a police officer, kidnapping, illegal purchase of a gun and possession of an unlicensed weapon."

"And I'm sure that when Horatio gives his statement we can add a few charges as well." Stella said.

"That man ruined my life!"

"No, you did that to yourself!" Don said, "Your husband was guilty of murder, he even confessed, so don't blame Horatio and his team for something that your husband did all by himself."

"That bitch deserved to die." Mrs. Reardon growled.

"Your husband killed your maid because she refused to sleep with him and you think she deserved to die?" Don asked, "What are you smoking?"

"Don." Stella said, "Mrs. Reardon, you could have moved on with your life and enjoyed your freedom, instead you chose to go after Horatio. Now you have to pay for it."

Mrs. Reardon snorted. In her eyes Horatio was responsible for putting her husband in jail; a place he didn't belong. It didn't matter to her that her husband had confessed to murder, she would still stand by his side and still not admit that he belonged in jail.

"I will hired the best lawyer in the country and he will make sure none of the evidence is useful in court." Mrs. Reardon said.

"No lawyer in the world can do that. The case is airtight." Don said, "You should be proud of yourself for being so stupid to not even trying to hide the fact that you're behind all of this."

"I am proud."

"Of almost murdering someone. You're as bad as your husband." Stella said, "And like him, you will never see the outside of a cell again."

"Tell me, when I go to jail...will I get a cell made for the rich?" Mrs. Reardon asked.

"Get her out of here." Stella growled.

Mrs. Reardon's laughter echoed through the hallways as she was lead back to her cell. Don and Danny were going to drive her personally to jail when it was time. Stella sighed and ran a hand through her hair.

"Anything new about Horatio?" Don asked.

"He's come out of surgery. He's doing a lot better." Stella smiled, "Mac is feeling better too."

"I can imagine he does." Don smiled, "They've been through so much. Finally they can catch a break."

"I hope nothing more happens to them; at least nothing bad." Stella said.

"Yeah, me too."

-I-

Mac watched as his lover stirred and slowly started to wake up. The twins were asleep in their stroller by the foot of the bed. Sheldon was buying coffee and giving Mac some time alone with the redhead.

"Mac?" Horatio whispered.

"I'm here, love." Mac smiled.

He brought a glass of water with a straw to his lover's lips and Horatio drank slowly. He cleared his throat and opened his eyes to look at the brunette. Mac grinned and bent down to give his lover a kiss on the cheek. Horatio smiled and yawned.

"I was told I would have to go through physical therapy because of my injuries." Horatio sighed.

"Yes, your arm muscles are damaged." Mac said, "Physical therapy will help you recover your strength in them."

"Damn." Horatio whispered.

"It'll be okay. The doctor thinks you will recover completely, it will only take some time." Mac smiled.

"I guess I'll manage." Horatio said.

"You will." Mac said and gave his lover another kiss.

"I love you." Horatio whispered.

"I love you too."

They heard some cooing and Horatio grinned. He looked at Mac and the look in his eyes told him everything Mac needed to know. Mac went to the stroller and picked up Caylee, while Noah was still asleep.

Caylee cooed and smiled when she was put down next to Horatio. She looked at her father.

"Hi." Horatio smiled.

Mac could see that Horatio was having a difficult time staying awake. But he was also sure that seeing the twins would make him feel better and motivate him to go through the physical therapy and do what the doctor said.

"I missed you." Horatio whispered and looked at Mac, "All of you."

"We've missed you too." Mac smiled, "Mrs. Reardon was caught in New York by the way."

"New York?" Horatio asked surprised, "What was she doing there?"

Although Horatio was tired Mac told him a quick version of what had happened and why Mrs. Reardon had gone to New York. When Mac was done Caylee was asleep and Horatio was fighting to stay awake.

"You should sleep." Mac smiled, "Caylee can stay beside you."

"Okay." Horatio smiled and looked down at his daughter.

"Sweet dreams." Mac whispered.

"With you here that will be no problem." Horatio grinned.

Mac smiled and kissed his lover's cheek as he fell asleep.

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