A/N: counting down now! One more chapter to go after this! Thank you for all the reviews.
Chapter 11
1 week later…
Horatio left a day later and he didn't say anything to Alex. He just left.
Ryan recovered from his psychotic break during the mid-week and the fever finally broke after a day of plumping anti-biotic into him.
The doctors removed the restrains after assessing his mental state and they were optimistic about his recovery. They still needed to repair some internal damage but overall they were positive. However, to say Ryan was indifferent about everything was an understatement. He didn't say much after the psychotic break and usually his team found him staring at the ceiling or his hands. Everyone dropped by during the weekend and filled Ryan's room with flowers, balloons and get-well cards. However, Ryan never saw Horatio.
He asked about Horatio every day, but Alex kept telling him Horatio was fine and was also recovering from the experience and unable to see him. Ryan even asked to be wheeled to Horatio's room, but Alex flat out refused because Ryan's condition.
By the end of the week, Ryan believed Horatio was killed.
"You don't have to lie to me, Alex. I can take it." Ryan suddenly burst out.
"What baby?" Alex asked.
"He is dead, isn't he?" Ryan questioned softly and tears clouded his eyes.
Alex stopped what she was doing and paused to think about what Ryan was talking about and then she realized it.
"No baby, off-course not, Horatio is fine. He's just dealing with something right now." Alex answered and walked over to Ryan's bed.
"You don't have to say that. I am not a kid. People die." Ryan stared at Alex and wanted her to tell him the truth so bad.
"Honey, Horatio stayed with you the first day you were in here and I think he's blaming himself for what happen and doesn't think he can face you. Trust me baby, he is fine physically." Alex said and held Ryan's hands that were wrapped in white bandages.
'I…I…I just want to know..if he is…if he isn't died, then why….why…did he leave me alone…" Ryan sobbed inaudibly and tears fell down to Alex's hands.
"Oh baby, this has nothing to do with you, Horatio is just dealing with something right now, he will be back. " Alex smoothed Ryan.
"He promised Alex, He promised! But they never keep their promises!! He is just like him!, Just like him!!" Ryan was now shouting and that drew the attention of the nurses outside his room. They rushed in to see what their patient was fussing over.
"Oh Ryan, is ok, is ok, I am here, is ok baby, I know Horatio, he will be back." Alex silently signaled the nurses to sedate Ryan. A nurse nodded her head and added something into the IV drops.
"He promised…"Ryan whispered and within a minute his eyes slowly drifted shut.
Alex exited the room, pulled out her phone and dialed.
"Someone NEED to find Horatio Caine and tell him to get his butt to the hospital. I don't care how, I don't care who do it, just get him here or else I will bring him in a body bag!" Alex threatened and hung up her phone. For heaven's sake, Horatio Caine, what are you doing! This child needs you right now.
"As crime scene investigators, we meet people on the worst day of their lives. They've just lost a family member. Somebody they loved. Often, in a horrible way. A piece of their heart is gone and will never be replaced. The phrase we're trained to offer them, 'I'm sorry for your loss', as we know now doesn't offer much…" – Grissom's eulogy.