Horatio sat with his back to the door. He'd tried the number three times but there was no answer. It didn't even ring. Horatio glanced at the counter and noticed the little boy staring at him. There was no doubt about it: that was Ryan's little boy.

Horatio looked up and walked up to the counter. The woman behind the counter came over to him. "Jon… It's not polite to stare." She smiled at Horatio who smiled back. "What can I get for you?"

"Actually, I'm looking for this little man's father." Jonathan stared up at him, his eyes wide. "I tried calling this number, but it didn't ring."

"Nope that's the number. Do you want me to call him for you?"

"No… I'll run into him somewhere. Thank you."

Horatio walked back to the table, wishing he'd said a proper goodbye to his family.

An hour later, he heard the little boy shout "Daddy!" and the familiar voice reply, "Hey little man! … Were they ok?"

"They were fine," the woman replied. "That man is looking for you."

Horatio turned around and saw Ryan's face fall. "It's been a long time Mr. Wolfe."

"Jon, go with Nana and get your sister." Ryan walked up to Horatio and smiled. "It's been a while, yeah. How are you?"

"I'm good. I see you're doing well."

"Yeah. Two great kids. And a wife who'll kill me if I'm not back soon."

Horatio chuckled. "Well, I'd hate to keep you. How's Anna?"

"She's good. I don't want to be rude but what do you want?"

"Mr. Wolfe, there's a problem that needs to be dealt with."

"Daddy." Ryan looked down and winked at Jonathan. His mother in law was coming from a back hallway with Eleanor in her arms.

"Thanks, Maggie." He took his daughter in his arm and held Jonathan's hand. "I have a new life here."

"I have a new life in Brazil… But I had to come here. Ryan…"

"No! Not in front of my children!"

"Fine but we have to…"

"Not now."

Calleigh walked back over to her team in Miami International Airport while they waited for their flight. "That was Horatio. He met Ryan… But talking to him was a bit more difficult."

"If Wolfe doesn't want our help—"

"Eric…" Natalia interrupted. "Just don't be an asshole."

"I don't see why we all have to go there if we're all going to be coming back," Eric said

"We're all going," Stetler began, "because Wolfe needs to see that this is serious."

"He doesn't need our help."

Calleigh shook her head. "Eric! We need to stick together."

Eric folded his arms, defeated.