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Fountain of Youth

Rated M for sexual content!

Not that Horatio had ever looked "old" to his collogues but he did look older than his years. Since he had met Aimee he suddenly appeared years younger. This effect only appeared to continue when Rachel was born. The more the family grew, the younger Horatio appeared.

Step-by-Step Memories

Sorry for the briefness in some of the P.O.V.'s! It just builds the moment.

Horatio's P.O.V.

He couldn't deny that he were indeed physically attracted to Aimee. Since he had met her three weeks ago, he had never jerked himself off so much in the shower (at home) or in bed since he was a teenager. Aimee was always on his brain, this woman, who he didn't even know the last name of was driving him crazy. When he had the incredible luck of seeing her again at a café that he frequented for lunch he knew if he didn't take the chance to ask her for a date, he'd be a fool.

The worst she could do was tell him "no" or not call him back when she read the note he wrote on the napkin and slipped it onto the table as he walked by the table to leave.

Aimee's P.O.V.

From the very second Aimee saw him, her heart pounded. She guessed that the red-haired man, with the most piercing blue eyes she had ever seen, was older than herself by maybe ten or so years, there was something about him that made her want to jump his bones right there in the café. For three weeks she had awoke soaking wet from this man named Horatio Caine in her dreams. Reading his note that he wanted to take her on a date put a smile on her face that didn't disappear.

Horatio's P.O.V.

Horatio's heart leapt.

He couldn't believe what he had just heard from his answering machine.

Aimee had called him back! She wanted to go out on a date with him. Horatio swore to himself that he would control himself on the date.

He was a gentleman after all, and was determined to stay that way.

Aimee's P.O.V.

It was after date #3, it was apparent neither could control themselves. She threw the notion of being a "lady" and asked Horatio if he wanted to come inside. Both knowing what would occur.

Horatio accepted.

Horatio's P.O.V.

Normally so much in control, He threw the notion of being a "gentleman" and gave in to desire. Horatio was never a man to make love to a woman fast and hard then get up and leave. He had no way of knowing Aimee hadn't ever experienced that.

Aimee's P.O.V.

After a burst of hot, fast passion The two slowly made love, for hours. The trust she already she already had in his this man stunned Aimee. She fell asleep with her head on his chest and her arm wrapped around him. She was pleasantly taken aback to wake up to a kiss on her brow at 4;30am.

The man who she shared her bed with hours ago was still there, something else she had never experienced with any one else. To be awoken with a tender kiss was something new.

"You're still here," she said.

The shock apparent in her voice.

"Of course," Horatio said softly, gently kissing her lips. "But," he said looking at his watch with a frown. "I have to go home and get ready for work. Can I call you? Tonight, maybe?"

'Fuck!' Aimee thought disappointed. But she knew Horatio had to leave.

"Sure."

Looking back at these memories now, the couple found it hard to believe that they were where they were today. Aimee had wanted a family ever since she could remember. Life was never perfect but she never imagined how wonderful life would be as a wife and mother. She hadn't seen herself as a woman who would fall head over heels for an older man but setting eyes on Horatio Caine. As oxy-moron as the sentiment sounded, Horatio was the perfect man, perfect husband and father, even if no one could be considered "perfect."