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“Hey
H!”
Horatio
turned at the sound of Eric’s voice.
“Welcome
back! How was the convention?”
“The
convention was… wonderful. And thank you… it’s good to be
back.” Horatio smiled softly.
“Good
to hear. Oh and hey, don’t worry about that case I called you
about. We matched the bullet to a cold case from four years ago.
Just processed the perp through central booking.”
Horatio
frowned in confusion. “Exactly what case are you talking about?”
Delco
couldn’t help but smirk. “The one I asked you about while you
were at the convention. You did seem… distracted. You don’t
remember?”
“No.” Horatio thought a moment. He didn’t usually forget
things like that. The memory of what he’d been doing when Eric
called suddenly came back to him. Feeling his face heat up, Horatio
bowed his head and cleared his throat uncomfortably. “Oh… I uhh…
I remember now. Uhh… good work.”
Eric
smiled knowingly. “Thanks, H.”
“Horatio?”
Samantha’s voice interrupted as she walked around the corner with
her nose buried in a case file. She looked up to notice Horatio and
Eric standing in the reception area. “Oh. Sorry. I can come back
later…”
“No
it’s all right, I’ve got results waiting for me in DNA. I’ll
see you two later.” Eric said, turning to walk past Samantha.
Samantha
walked up to Horatio smiling softly. “I wanted to ask you a
question about the Benson case. You have a minute?”
Horatio
nodded. “Always.”
Unknown
to both of them, Eric watched just out of site around the corner.
The differences in Sam and H were so subtle Eric was confidant most
wouldn’t notice the change. He watched silently as his boss spoke
in hushed tones, standing perhaps a bit too close to Samantha as he
looked over the open case file. The soft smiles they gave each other
when their eyes met for a bit longer than necessary, the way they
seemed to find reasons to touch each other softly as they spoke. No
doubt about it, Eric thought. H had finally found someone. And Eric
couldn’t be happier. For both of them.
Horatio
nodded, agreeing with Samantha’s assessment of the Benson case
file. “Good work.” He handed the file back to Samantha.
Lowering his voice, he stepped a bit closer. “Do you have plans
this evening?”
Samantha
smiled coyly. “Yes I do. I’m planning to head over to my
boyfriend’s after shift.”
Horatio
nodded, smiling softly back at Samantha. “Hmm… this… boyfriend
of yours. Do I know him?”
“I
believe you do.” She winked and walked off towards ballistics.
Horatio
watched her walk away with a satisfied smile plastered to his face.
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“Faster! Faster!”
Horatio called out breathlessly.
Samantha groaned.
“I’m---going--- as fast --- as I can!”
“Harder! Push
yourself harder!”
With a groan of
frustration Samantha kicked herself into high gear and sprinted past
Horatio.
“Yes!” She threw
her hands in the air in celebration of her victory only to watch with
disbelief as Horatio passed her up again and looked over his shoulder
with a teasing grin. Samantha stopped running, putting her hands on
her hips as she leaned over in a desperate attempt to catch her
breath.
Horatio walked up
beside her. Samantha was pleased to hear that it sounded like he was
having some difficulty catching his breath as well. She looked up at
him and glared in response to the teasing smile he gave her. “What?”
He asked shrugging his shoulders. “Can’t even out run an old man
like me?”
Samantha’s glare
faded and she burst out laughing. “Apparently not because the old
man kicked my ass!”
Horatio laughed.
“Don’t you forget it.”
Samantha smiled, still
breathing quite heavily as she stood to the side of the running path.
Several minutes passed, and still Samantha didn’t seem able to
catch her breath. Horatio’s gaze was focused across the ocean as
his own heartbeat returned to normal.
“Horatio?” The
frightened tone in Samantha’s voice sent a chill down Horatio’s
spine. Snapping his gaze to meet hers, he barely reacted in time to
catch Samantha in his arms as she passed out cold.
“Samantha!”
Lowering her to the ground in his arms, he shook her gently his
frantic eyes scanning her face and willing her to open her eyes. He
ran a shaking hand down her face. “Samantha. Samantha please wake
up. Wake up.”
With a soft moan,
Samantha’s eyes fluttered open. When her eyes came into focus she
noticed the terrified expression in Horatio’s eyes and frowned in
confusion. “Horatio?”
“God honey you
scared me… how do you feel?”
Samantha frowned
again. “I feel fine. What happened?” She tried to sit up but
Horatio didn’t seem willing to let her out of his arms.
“You fainted. I’m
taking you to the hospital.”
Samantha forced
herself out of Horatio’s arms and into a sitting position. She
ignored the worried expression on his face and crossed her arms
defiantly. “I don’t need to go to the hospital, Horatio. This
is Miami, it’s 100 degrees in the shade, and I was running too
hard.”
Horatio swallowed,
still looking terrified. “Samantha please. I thought I’d lost
you.” His voice choked and he swallowed hard before continuing.
“Let’s go to the hospital just to be sure.”
Uncrossing her arms
and kneeling before Horatio, Samantha waited until his eyes met hers.
“Horatio, I’m fine.” She sighed. “But I’ll go to the
hospital. Just so I can say ‘I told you so’ when the doctor’s
tell me I’m fine.”
Horatio smiled softly.
“Thank you.”
Smiling back, Samantha
kissed him softly.
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“Samantha?”
Horatio asked knocking softly on the doorway as he slowly entered the
hospital room.
“Yeah.” She said
softly. She stared straight ahead of her, not even glancing at
Horatio as he moved into the room and sat by her bedside. She looked
over suddenly when she felt his hand in hers.
He squeezed her hand
gently. “You ok?”
Samantha nodded,
squeezing his hand and taking a deep breath. She smiled softly at
Horatio. “Horatio…” She sighed again, bracing herself for his
reaction. “Horatio I’m pregnant.” She heard Horatio’s sharp
intake of breath. “That’s… that’s why I fainted.” She
finished lamely.
For a moment Horatio
sat with his mouth hanging open while his mind tried to process the
information it had just been given. This was followed closely by a
series of unintelligible stutters that didn’t seem to form any real
words at all. Bowing his head, Horatio finally managed to speak.
“Pregnant?”
“Yes. Doctor says
about two weeks.”
Horatio closed his
eyes. The convention. Horatio sighed softly. He’d done
exactly what he had told Samantha he was afraid of. He’d lost
control. And now Samantha was the one who would suffer for it. He
looked up at her with tearful blue eyes. “I’m sorry, Samantha.
I… I should have been more careful I---.” He was silenced by a
finger Samantha laid gently onto his lips.
“Shhh…” Samantha
smiled. “I’m a big girl Horatio. I knew what could happen as
much as you did.” She shook her head when he opened his mouth to
speak. “No. Horatio if you think for a moment that I’m sorry
about this. That I regret anything that happened between us…
you’re wrong.”
Horatio let out a rush
of breath. “I love you, Samantha.”
Samantha’s eyes
welled up with tears. “I love you too, Horatio. And I’ll love
this baby with all my heart.”
And with those
meaningful words, Horatio did something he hadn’t done in over
twenty years. He wept. As the tears fell freely down his face,
Horatio allowed Samantha to pull him up onto the hospital bed as she
held him close and cradled him in her arms. She held him while he
sobbed, his body shuddering as he mumbled words of love into
Samantha’s neck. For several minutes he cried, years of feelings
finally coming to the surface, sparked by the joy of knowing this
woman he loved with every fiber of his being would be brining his
child into the world. Their child.
As
his tears subsided, Samantha pulled back and smiled up at Horatio’s
tear streaked face. “Happy tears?” She asked with a smirk.
Horatio
laughed and nodded. “Happy tears.” He paused a moment. “Uh
oh.”
Samantha
frowned slightly. “What is it?”
“Your
father is going to kill me.”
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