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Chapter List
- 1-A Son Take
- 2-Nightmare Returns
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Title: A
Nightmare Returns

Author: Bj Jones

Rating: MA

Disclaimer: They are owned by
various executives, producers and CBS. I'm just borrowing them for a few
moments and sending them back to the lab where they belong. Because we all know
if I owned them Speed would be very much alive.
Beta: Calypso �
thank you thank you thank you

Summary: What happens when your
nightmare returns?

Warning: This story deals with
violence and rape � please be warned a head of time that the subject matter can
be sensitive and not for everyone.

Author's Note: This is the sequel to
A
Son Taken. I never really thought of the story completed�

~*~

Horatio rolled over on the bed reaching for Speed. He woke up when his hand landed on a cold
empty space instead of the warm body of his lover. He sat up, his eyes tracking through the bedroom. Speed was sitting at the window seat staring
out into the night.

"Why aren't you in bed?" Horatio yawned.

"Couldn't sleep," Speed's voice was soft.

Horatio frowned; he hadn't heard that tone in a while, "The
case too much for you?"

"No," Speed snapped. He looked down, "I'm
sorry."

Horatio shoved the covers back and got out of bed, "No
need."

"It's just brought up memories," Speed looked over
at him. "Plus�"

"I noticed the calendar," Horatio sat next to him. "Next week
is�"

"Yeah," Speed looked back out the window. "I
freaked on Ryan today, did he tell you?"

"No," Horatio held his hand out letting Speed see it
before placing it on his knee in comfort.

"We were processing the scene," Speed tensed then
relaxed quickly into the familiar touch. "My back was to the door�I didn't
hear him call me and he set his hand on my shoulder. I jumped away and pulled
my gun." Speed shifted so he could
lean against Horatio. "I don't know who was more scared, him or me."

"Don't be hard on yourself," Horatio wrapped his
arms around him. "The case was difficult for obvious reasons and in the
time frame�"

"I'm allowed a freak out moment," Speed chuckled.

Horatio grinned, returning the chuckle, "Did you notice
Eric following you?"

"Yeah," Speed smiled. "He's gone into
protective older brother mode � though he's younger than me."

"We're all feeling the affect," Horatio kissed his
temple.

"H," Speed moved away and stood up. He stood in front of Horatio, "I want
you to make love to me."

Horatio stared into the serious brown eyes, searching. "Are you sure? Are you ready?"

Speed nodded, "I want you. I want to only know your touch."

Horatio once again searched the expressive brown eyes,
seeing the sincerity, passion, and some fear. Horatio grinned, "Now?"

Speed laughed, "I'm a bit tired and wrung out."
Speed held his hands out pulling Horatio up and into his arms. "Romantic
weekend away?"

"I want to love you here," Horatio kissed him
softly. "In this bed we've shared."

Speed swallowed his emotions, "I love you."

"I love you, too." Horatio kissed him deeply. Taking a bit more control of the kiss,
opening Speed's mouth and sucking on his tongue. Speed moaned and leaned into the kiss letting Horatio have
control, trusting him with his body, mind and soul.

Over the past six months their relationship had grown and
strengthened. Speed had practically
moved back in with him, still having the loft apartment as a cover. They were starting to discuss finding a
place of their own. While the emotional
aspects of the relationship jumped with leaps and bounds the physical aspect of
their relationship was progressing slowly.

Horatio had let Speed set the pace, sometimes pushing him
past an obstacle, but ultimately giving Speed the control. Small kisses turned to making out on the
couch. Speed slowly began to explore -
touching Horatio hesitantly then letting Horatio touch him.

Making out led to heavy petting, Horatio had blushed like a
teenager when he came in his pants.
Speed just grinned at him, asking if he wanted him to throw them in the
wash. Horatio laughed when he realized
Speed was in the same predicament.

Speed had been more relaxed after that moment. He let Horatio strip him. Letting him touch,
caress, and pleasure him with his hands.
He freaked a bit, but Horatio talked him through it letting his voice
calm Speed down. Later, Speed's
tentative touches on his own hard member almost set him off, but he kept a firm
clasp of his control. He let Speed take
his time and explore. Still to this day
Horatio can't look at Speed's hands with out remembering that night.

Horatio was content with the aspects of their sex life. Speed easily opened up to him, taking
pleasure at rattling Horatio's nerves.
Whispering things in his ears at work, a hand caressing over his crotch
as he walked by - Speed slipped out of his shell as his confidence
returned. He began to enjoy his body
once again and enjoyed Horatio's as well.

One night he had pushed Horatio up against their bedroom door
and dropped to his knees going down on him.
Speed later in the dark whispered that the one thing Richard never forced
him do was to give him a blow job. His
chuckle was dry and sinister; as he told Horatio that Richard was afraid he
would bite. He explained that he was
thankful, that this one thing he could give Horatio without it being
tainted. Horatio held him close that
night, cursing Richard and once again figuring ways for him to die in prison.

Horatio pulled back his eyes locking with Speed, "We'll
turn the pagers off, take the phones off the hook, and ignore the door."

Speed smiled, "I won't lie and say I'm not
nervous."

"I wouldn't believe you if you did," Horatio led
him back to the bed. "We got the weekend ahead of us. We take it slow, you
set the pace."

"I want this," Speed curled into Horatio's arms.
"I want everything with you. I
will not let him have any control in my life."

"I just want you to be sure your ready," Horatio
held him close.

"I'm ready," Speed muttered his eyes closing.
"I've fantasized about it."

"And what happens in these fantasies?" Horatio
looked down grinning at the sight. Speed was sound asleep. "We'll just
have to makes those fantasies come true."

~*~

Stetler looked at the FBI agent in shock, "Excuse
me."

"You heard me," Agent Jack Hawks crossed his arms
over his chest.

"Exactly what does he have that the Feds need?"
Stetler demanded.

"Information about his uncles importing/exporting
business," Hawks explained.

"There is no way in hell I'm telling Horatio Caine that
Speedle's rapist and kidnapper is being released because he's testifying for
you." Stetler wasn't suicidal.

"That's the point," Hawks leaned closer to Stetler.
"You will not tell him or Speedle.
As far as they are concerned Terrance is still in prison."

"And what if he goes after Speedle?" Stetler
demanded. "He threatened to grab him again."

"He won't, we got him under control," Hawks moved
for the door.

"Like you had Raymond under control," Stetler shot
back.

Hawks turned and glared at Stetler, "Count yourself
lucky that you even know."

"You had to tell me," Stetler growled. "I
discovered your little plot."

"This is important," Hawks assured him. "His
testimony could put a major drug trafficker behind bars."

"Tell that to Speedle when he wakes up with
nightmares," Stetler stepped up to him. "You better hope to God your
boy stays away from Speedle. One whiff he's near by, I'll let it slip to
Caine."

Stetler stormed out of the conference room and out of the Federal
building. He was pissed. He knew he should tell Caine. He knew deep down Terrance would go after
Speedle. He would have to wait for
Terrance to make a move. If they
suspected Terrance, Caine would find out he's out of prison. Stetler smiled, if
the Feds thought Caine was a dog with bone about Raymond. They hadn't seen
anything yet.

~*~

Speed moaned in pleasure arching up into Horatio's
touch. He opened his eyes, watching as
Horatio swallowed him down. His head
thrashed on the pillow, incoherent words coming from his mouth. Horatio had been keeping him on edge for
hours, slowly teasing him with soft touches and kisses.

He had come home from the lab, giddy with anticipation for
the weekend. He stepped into the house,
surprised at the transformation.
Candles were on every available surface, illuminating the room with a
soft glow. Horatio stood by the
fireplace, wearing jeans and a silk shirt, barefoot � it was Speed's favorite
outfit. A picnic lunch on the living
room floor � tantalizing foods, good wine and soft music. The caresses started there. Horatio took his time, wanting Speed to feel
relaxed and comfortable.

"Damn it Horatio," Speed groaned as Horatio backed
off once again leaving him on the edge.

"The night has just started," Horatio laid his
body out on Speed's. "Is this to
much?"

"No," Speed wrapped his legs and arms around him
enjoying the feel of Horatio's body flushed against his.

Horatio kissed him easily, nipping at his lips, down his
chin, sucked on his throat a bit before heading to his chest. Speed let him go his arms and legs spread
wide as Horatio began his teasing once again.
"I will seek revenge," Speed vowed.

"Looking forward to it," Horatio grinned.

"H," Speed voice quivered.

Horatio looked up, "I want you to open your eyes."
Horatio waited till Speed's brown eyes were looking directly at him. "Now
listen to my voice."

Speed nodded, he spread his legs giving Horatio better
access. He took calm deep breaths
relaxing as Horatio touched him. His
eyes shuttered close, his head fell back as Horatio slipped a finger into
him. "Relax Speed." Speed
cleared his mind, focused on the sensation, letting his body feel what Horatio
was doing. Slowly Horatio prepared him,
taking his time, letting Speed adjust to each finger.

"Please Horatio," Speed begged. "I want
you."

"Shh�" Horatio leaned forward taking Speed's mouth
into a passionate kiss. "What would make you more comfortable?"

"I need to see you," Speed looked at him.

Horatio kissed him again, slipping Speed's legs into
position. "I love you,"
Horatio held Speed's eyes as he entered him.
Speed sobbed in emotional release as Horatio filled him completely. "Speed?"

"I'm fine," Speed looked at Horatio, "More
than fine. I love you." Speed arched up groaning at the sensation.
"Now do something."

Horatio laughed slightly, "My pleasure."

Speed let the tears fall down his cheeks. He felt as if Horatio had shattered his soul
and put it back together again. He felt
alive and whole. He met each of
Horatio's thrusts, his hands gripping Horatio's arms. Horatio's took Speed's erection into his hands and pumped him in
time. Speed cried out as he went over
the edge. Horatio soon followed burying
himself into Speed as he came.

"Thank you," Speed breathed as Horatio shifted so
he could take Speed into his arms.

"It's me who should be thanking you," Horatio ran his hand through
Speed's hair. "Sleep, we have a busy weekend ahead of us."

"I have to extract my revenge," Speed muttered
falling asleep.

~*~

Alexx grinned at Speed, "You're cheerful this
morning."

"Had a good weekend," He blushed just a bit.

Alexx's smiled widened, "I'm happy for you."

"What do we have?" Speed looked at the body laid
out on the table.

"Gunshot wound," She looked over at the body.
"I packed his clothes, and found some interesting things in his hair, and
sent the bullet to ballistics."

"Thanks Alexx," Speed grabbed the bags of evidence
and headed for the door. "Lunch later today?"

"Wouldn't miss it for the world," Alexx waved as he
walked out of the morgue.

~*~

"You got a package," Eric grinned at him, as he
pushed the white box with red ribbon around it towards him.

He looked up at Eric, "It's not my birthday."

"I didn't get it," Eric explained. "It was
here when I got here. Looks like Horatio might have gotten you something."

"He wouldn't put it at work," Speed pulled the
ribbon unfurling the bow. He ran the
ribbon through his fingers, "Silk." He shrugged setting it down and
opened the lid. Pulling back the tissue
paper, he got a glimpse of the gift.

"Speed?" Eric panicked as Speed jerked his hand
away and backed up. "Speed?"
He moved towards his friend.

"DON�T TOUCH ME!" Speed yelled stepping back. His eyes were glued to the box.

Horatio looked down from his office, seeing Speed in
distress, he ran out of his office and into the lab. "Speed?"

"Did you send that!?" Speed pointed at the box.

Horatio looked at it not recognizing it, "No. I
wouldn't send anything here."

"Oh God!" Speed's pained whispered tore at Horatio
as he watched Speed crumble to the ground.

Horatio moved forward kneeling in front of him, not
touching, recognizing the defensive position.
"Speed," He reached out Speed fell into his arms. Horatio turned towards Eric "What's in
the box?"

Eric pulled on some gloves and looked into the box. His shoulders went rigid, "Beige silk
pajamas." He pulled out the top and looked at the label. "Same
brand."

Horatio rocked Speed in his arms, "I want the box
printed�"

"There's a note," Eric held it up, reading out
loud, "Remember how the silk felt against your skin?"

Speed jumped up, barely making it to the sink before
throwing up. "H?"

"He can't touch you, he's in jail. He's just playing
with your mind." Horatio rubbed his back.

"What's going on?" Ryan, Alexx and Calleigh ran
into the lab.

Alexx spotted the package, "That isn't�"

"It is," Eric's voice was hard.

"I'll find out who sent it for him," Ryan stated
as he headed back out of the lab.

"Speedy," Alexx stepped up to him. "Why don't
I take you home or better yet come home with me. Jamie's got a bake sale
tomorrow, and your cookies alone would fund the new soccer team."

Speed lifted his head off the counter and looked over at
her, "Cookies?"

She smiled at him, "Jamie asked for yours specifically."

"Thank you," Speed stood up.

"Go," Horatio rubbed his lower back. "I'll
feel better if you're with someone."

Alexx took Speed's arm and led him out of the lab, "I'm
thinking chocolate chip or maybe the oatmeal raisin�"

Horatio thank God for one Alexx Woods, "I'm going to
make a phone call."

"I'll help Eric process the package," Calleigh
watched as Horatio stormed out of the lab. "The nerve of that
bastard," Calleigh growled.

"We'll tell receptionist that any packages for Speed go
to Horatio," Eric commented. "Oh God."

"What?" Calleigh looked in the box. At the bottom
was a picture of Speed laid out and tied to the bed. "How did he get that
in the package?" Calleigh asked.

"Someone has photos?" Eric asked. "I'll dust
the photograph."

"I'll tell Horatio," Calleigh walked out into the
hallway running into Stetler. "Sorry."

"What's going on?" He looked into the lab,
"Where's Speedle?"

"He got a package from Terrance, silk pajamas like the
ones he made him wear. Plus a note and photograph," Calleigh explained.
"I'm going to talk to Horatio�"

Stetler growled low and took off down the hallway towards
the stairs to Horatio's office.
"SHIT!" He stepped into Horatio's office, "Caine�"

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN HE'S BEEN RELEASED?" A
rarely out of control Caine screamed into the phone.

Calleigh paused at the door, "WHAT?"

"Damn right I'm going to get to the bottom of
this," He slammed the phone down.

"Feds," Stetler simply stated.

"What?" Horatio demanded. "You knew!"

"They told me they would keep him on a tight leash. I
warned them, that the moment I heard he was sniffing around I would tell you,
and they could go to hell." Stetler looked at Horatio. "Look we don't
like each other, but the focus is protecting Speedle."

"Why?" Horatio's voice was hard.

"His uncles export/import business," Stetler
shrugged, "Seems he's trafficking drugs."

"So they let him out?" Calleigh's mouth dropped.
"What about the threat's to Speed?"

"They didn't see it as a true threat," Stetler stated. "They
claim he's under control."

"Control my ass," Horatio stepped up to Stetler.
"You should have told me."

"I'm lucky to know," Stetler didn't back down.
"I stumbled onto their little operation. If you noticed, I've had tighter
security on Speedle." Horatio
paused remembering the extra cops at Speed's scenes lately. "Like I said Caine, we don't like each
other but Speedle is a cop, and we protect our own."

Horatio nodded, "The Feds name?"

Stetler grinned, "I warned him, Agent Jack Hawks."

"Calleigh get Ryan on the package, I want you or Eric
over at Alexx's. I don't want Speed to
know yet � I'll do that." Horatio headed out of his office, then turned
toward Stetler, "Rick thanks for watching out for Speed."

Stetler nodded. "I'll make sure everyone knows to keep
their eyes out."

Horatio nodded and left the lab, heading over to the Federal
Building. He was really beginning to
hate the Feds.

~*~

Speed absently stirred the contents of the bowl, not really
paying attention to anything around him.
His thoughts were dark and chaotic.

"Speedy," Alexx called out trying to get his
attention. "Timothy."

Speed jerked his head, gave her a small smile, "I'm
sorry."

"Don't be," She handed him the chocolate chips.
"Just wanted to add the chips, you can continue stirring now."

Speed laughed lightly, "Why do you think he �."

"He's a sick bastard," Alexx took the bowl out of
his hands and set it down on the counter. "He wants to remind you. To make sure he is still in your thoughts and
affecting your life."

"I've worked hard to get him out of my life,"
Speed sat down at the kitchen table. "I � God I hate him."

Alexx held the tears in, "Then don't let him in."

"How?" He looked up at her eyes pleading with her.

"By loving Horatio and letting him love you."
Alexx sat across from him.

"Thanks," Speed laid his hand on hers.
"You've been a good friend."

"You're my Speedy," She smiled at him, patting his
hand. "Cookies?"

"Fine," Speed stood up and grabbed the bowl.
"I expect to see this new soccer team I'm funding." Alexx laughed as
she poured in the chocolate chips.

~*~

"Lieutenant Caine," Agent Hawks gave him a false
smile as he walked up to Horatio. "What brings you down here?"

"Richard Terrance," Caine slipped off his glasses.

"What about him?" Hawks kept his gaze steady.

"He just sent Timothy Speedle a package,"
Horatio's eyes narrowed at Hawks. "And when I called the warden to find
out who Terrance has been talking to, he informed me that Terrance was out on
parole."

"Lieutenant�" Hawks tried to explain.

"Look Agent Hawks," Horatio's voice lowered
becoming calm and deadly. "If he takes one step near Speed I will not
hesitate to put a bullet between his eyes. So if you want your witness keep him
out of my sight."

Horatio turned and left Hawks gaping as he left the
building. Horatio climbed into the hummer, seething with anger. He slammed his hand into the steering wheel,
"FUCK!" The very idea that the bastard was out, scared him to death. He picked up his cell phone and dialed
Eric's number.

"Delko,"
Eric answered.

"You with Speed?" Horatio asked.

"Not yet,"
Eric sighed. "Traffic is a bitch. I'm almost there another fifteen
minutes."

"I'm on my way," Horatio shut the phone and
started up the Hummer. He was severely
tempted to take Speed and join Ray and Yelina in Brazil.

~*~

Eric cursed at the traffic, "It's a stalled car, and
you've all seen it! Move on people!" He sighed in relief when the traffic
cleared and he was on his way towards Alexx's place. He thought about calling but didn't want to scare Speed. After seeing those pajamas he knew Speed
would be jumpy, and if he told them to be careful Speed would most definitely
go into a panic attack. He had seen one
to many of those, this past year.

Eric took some deep breaths to calm himself down. It killed him to see his best friend going
through this nightmare, jumpy at shadows and loud noises. Not able to place a hand on his friend for
comfort. Slowly he watched his friend
return. The smart ass remarks, a touch
on the shoulder, and the confidence returning.
Having Horatio in his life had helped Speed tremendously.

He pulled up to the house, a sense of dread coming over
him. He jumped out of the Hummer and
ran up the walk. The front door was
open, cursing he drew his gun and eased his way up the porch steps and into the
house.

"Miami-Dade Police," Eric called out. His heart hammered in his chest, as he moved
through the living room. He slowly went
down the hallway checking each room, making his way back up to the front of the
house. Sweat poured off his brow when
he finally entered the kitchen.

"Alexx," Eric fell down to his knees grabbing a
towel to stop the blood flow from her side.

"Eric," Her voice was pain filled. "It was Terrance�"

"Hold on," Eric grabbed his phone. "We have an
officer down, I need rescue at 1145 Ocean Way."

"He took Speedy," Alexx gasped Eric's hand.

~*~

Horatio slammed the Hummer into park and jumped up the car
and ran up the lawn to the front door.
Eric met him on the porch.

"What the hell happened?" Horatio demanded.

"I got here, the door was open." Eric looked down
Alexx's blood on his shirt and pants. "Alexx was wounded in the kitchen
gunshot to the side, no sign of Speed."

"Get Calleigh and Ryan down here," Horatio stepped
into the house.

"On their way," Eric informed him. "Alexx
said it was Terrance. What the hell is he doing out?"

"Feds," Horatio growled.

"We got here as soon as we could," Calleigh walked
into the house with her kit.

"Calleigh I want you to process the house, Eric take
the yard and driveway, and Ryan go around see if the neighbors saw
anything." Horatio ordered them.

"Right on it H," Eric headed outside towards his
vehicle.

"Do we have a picture of Terrance?" Ryan asked as
he headed for the door.

"Have Tripp scan one over to you," Horatio informed him. Ryan nodded
and headed out.

"We'll find him," Calleigh laid a hand on his arm.

"Yes, we will," Horatio looked at her. She restrained herself from backing up. Horatio's eyes were cold and deadly � she
knew Terrance would not live through this. "Where are you going?" She
asked as he headed for the door.

"Hunting," Horatio slipped on his glasses and
stalked to his Hummer.

~*~

Stetler stood at the receptionist desk his eyes glued on
Agent Hawks. Word had already gotten around
the lab; Terrance was out and had taken Speed.
Stetler felt a sick thrill at watching Hawks squirm. Even the sweet receptionist, who wouldn't
hurt a fly or say a mean thing to anyone, was glaring at him.

Stetler walked up to the Agent, "I warned you."

"The information he provided would shut down a huge
trade," Hawks argued back.

"At the cost of Detective Speedle?" Stetler
demanded.

Hawks sneered at Stetler, "Sacrifices had to be
made."

Stetler stepped back as he watched Caine approach, "Not
by my detective." Hawks turned on his heel to see Horatio standing behind
him sunglasses in his hand, "No life is expendable. Where is he?"

"We can't tell you that," Hawks informed him.

"You mean you don't know," Horatio looked at him
sideways. "He has Speed, shot my ME, and you don't know where your witness
is at."

"He disappeared," Hawks held his ground.

"You mean he slipped his leash," Stetler
commented. "Where would he go?"

"To his uncle," Horatio cocked his head eyeing
Hawks. "He would have the access to get Terrance and Speed out of the
country."

"He's our witness, and his uncle our case." Hawks
stepped towards Horatio.

"He has my CSI," Horatio slipped on his glasses and left.

~*~

Ryan walked back up to the house, "According to all the neighbors, no one
saw anything."

"I've found fingerprints, but I would bet they are
Alexx's and her family," Calleigh commented. "There wasn't a big mess in the kitchen. I'm thinking he
walked in and surprised them."

"Got Speed to cooperate by threatening Alexx,"
Eric suggested. "As he pulls Speed out of the house, shoots Alexx?"

"But then Speed would struggle, if he saw Alexx
injured," Ryan argued.

"Chloroform," Calleigh commented. "In the
first trial Speed said he used Chloroform on him."

"So he pulls Speed away from Alexx, holds a gun on her
to keep Speed docile," Eric looked around the kitchen seeing it in his
mind, "Shoots Alexx and quickly grabs Speed placing the cloth over his
mouth."

"Speed's a big guy," Calleigh pointed out.
"It would be difficult to subdue him and Alexx."

"But Speed is terrified of him," Ryan pointed out.
"This was his worst nightmare come true."

"So he threatens Alexx," Eric nodded his head.
"Speed's probably scared and doesn�t want her injured so goes with
Terrance. Terrance shoots Alexx and
before Speed could react out of his own fear and shock, Terrance subdues him
with Chloroform."

"Let's get back to the lab," Calleigh grabbed her
kit. "See if Horatio found anything."

"I can't believe this is happening," Eric shook
his head. "Speed was just starting to get his life back together."

"And after we kill the bastard, and get Speed back, we
will help him get it back once again." Calleigh eyes flashed with
certainty.

~*~

Horatio looked over the paperwork the Feds had on Paul Terrance. He looked up with his three CSI's filtered
into the lab. "What do you
have?"

"Nothing," Calleigh sighed. "All prints were Alexx's, Speed's,
or her families."

"No trace elements on the driveway," Eric informed
him.

"And the neighbors saw nothing," Ryan concluded,
"You?"

"Paul Terrance's import/export business," Horatio
passed around the file folders. "He's got a dozen warehouses up and down
the Florida coast."

"Says here he owns his own plane," Ryan looked up.
"If Terrance gets Speed out of the country�"

"He won't," Horatio shook his head. "He knows
we are looking for him. It's a game with him.
He's probably getting off at the fact he's under our noses."

"He probably thinks he's still protected by the
Feds," Eric suggested.

"According to Agent Hawks, he is." Horatio
growled.

"He kidnaps a police officer and they're still protecting him?!"
Calleigh practically screamed.

"They want Paul Terrance and will sell Speed's soul for
it," Horatio's voice was hard and deadly.

"So when we go in, it's without the Feds," Eric
stated firmly.

"Stetler is at the Chief's office now," Horatio
explained. "From what I've heard the Chief and Mayor are ready to go after
the Feds."

"Any ideas?" Calleigh asked. "I don't know
where to start."

"Mr. and Mrs. Terrance," Horatio looked up at
Calleigh. "I've got an officer bringing them in. Plus question any of his
friends, and prison inmates."

"I'll go out to the prison," Eric offered.

"Tripp is already on his way," Horatio informed
him. "I want you and Ryan to go through these and list out any potential
place he could be. Calleigh you will
help me talk with the Terrance's."

~*~

"Why are we here, Lieutenant Caine?" Mrs. Terrance
glared at the redhead. "You put our son in jail, and sued us. What do you want now?"

"Your son made a deal with the Feds to turn state's
evidence against your brother-in-law as long as they let him out of jail."
Horatio looked at Mrs. Terrance coldly. "He's taken Timothy Speedle."

"Good for him," Mrs. Terrance sneered. "That
detective lied. Are you sure he just didn't run off with our son."

Calleigh leaned forward over the table, "He shot one of
our co-workers while kidnapping Detective Speedle. You do not seem to understand that your son only cares about himself? He was willing to turn your brother-in-law
in on charges just so he could get out and go after Detective Speedle."

"Your brother Mr. Terrance," Horatio watched as
Mr. Terrance face fell. "He handed him over to the feds without a
backwards glance."

"For what?" Mr. Terrance asked.

"Gregory!" Mrs. Terrance yelled. "It's a set
up. They just want to hurt Richard."

"Damn it woman," He turned on his wife. "Get
your head out of your ass. Richard
tortured that detective. What has Paul
done?"

"According to your son, traffic drugs through is
export/import business," Horatio eyed Gregory Terrance.

Terrance's mouth dropped, "Paul!? No way! He
exports/imports clothing. He's avid
against drugs, hates the stuff."

"Did you son ever work for Paul?" Horatio asked
glancing towards Calleigh.

"Summers since he was sixteen�" Gregory paled,
"Oh God."

"Calleigh check into it," Horatio turned back
towards Gregory. "What else do you
know?"

"Gregory, stop this," Marge glared at her husband.
"Richard is a good boy and never did any of the things these people
accused him of. He told me. That the
detective came on to him, wanted him to take him away from his life."

"Ma'am," Horatio turned towards the wife.
"Timothy Speedle spent a week in the hospital recovering from wounds
inflicted by your son. He's still in therapy dealing with the torture, physical
and mental."

"He yelled rape, when�." Marge stammered.

"Marge," Gregory's look shut his wife up. "I
know you don't want to believe Richard could do this, but he did. If you actually looked at the evidence,
listened to the detective, instead of blindly following him you would have seen
it. He was in our house," Gregory
yelled. "You knew he was in our house and you did nothing."

Horatio looked down at the table. It had come out during the civil trial. Mr. Terrance had been out
on business for the past month, not finding about his son's arrest till he got
back. Speed's lawyer discovered that
Mrs. Terrance knew Richard had Speed locked in their basement, and did
nothing. She stated on the stand that
Richard had told her that the detective was into kinky games so she ignored
Speed's scream for help.

"Richard told me�" Marge began to cry. Horatio almost felt pity for her. The
realization of what her son had done was finally sinking in.

"Richard lied," Gregory turned back to Horatio.
"What can I do to help?"

"Get Paul to come in with his books, make sure he
brings a good lawyer," Horatio informs him. "Also I need the addresses
of all the places he could take Detective Speedle."

"What will happen to him?" Gregory asked.
"He's still my son."

"At this moment we're concerned in finding him,"
Horatio stated. "Once he's in custody we will see what happens."

"I'll get that list to you," Gregory stood up
pulling his sobbing wife out of the room. "I'll talk to Paul."

Horatio slumped into the chair, 'Hold on Speed.'

~*~

"What the hell is Paul Terrance doing in your
interrogation room?" Agent Hawks demanded stalking up to Horatio.

"Helping with my investigation," Horatio turned
placing his hands on his hips. "I've called your director. It seems you've
stepped outside the office on this one.
Paul Terrance is no trafficker�"

"I have his books," Hawks got into Horatio's face.

"You have Richard's books," Horatio stepped
forward. "He played you. He was the one trafficking the drugs, and now my
CSI is in jeopardy."

"You're interfering with my investigation," Hawks
yelled.

"You put your career above my detective's life,"
Horatio got into Hawks' face. "I will see you go down as an
accessory." He moved away from the agent and headed towards his office.

He knew he needed to calm down, losing it wasn't going to
help Speed. He slumped into his chair,
his thoughts turning towards the weekend; Speed's look of ecstasy as they made
love, how he opened himself to Horatio trusting him with his body and
soul.

"H," Eric stood at the door a package in his hand.
"It came for you."

Horatio stared at the package, "Let's get it into the
lab."

~*~

"No prints on the package or the tape," Eric
informed everyone. "But we know who sent it."

"He left a note," Ryan rolled his eyes.

Horatio handed the tape to Tyler, "What is on this tape
stays in here." Everyone nodded.

Tyler looked at the consol with dread he really didn't want
to know what was on the tape. He
clicked on play and looked up at the screen.

Calleigh gasped at the sight. Speed hands were handcuffed over his head to a bed. He had a
blindfold over his eyes, but visible tear tracks were on his cheeks. There was blood on the corner of his mouth
and bruising starting to form on the side of his face. His chest was bare, red marks were forming
along his sides and stomach. Clamps
were on his nipples a chain between them.

"He's beautiful isn't he?" Richard leaned into the
picture. They watched as Speed jerked
his head listening. "So Lieutenant
did you get a taste? Did you enjoy him while I was away?" Speed groaned
shifting away from Richard. "He
knows he's mine."

Calleigh wiped the tears away from her face, cringing at
Speed's scream in pain, "Bastard."

"This is the last look you will get of him,"
Richard grinned. "We're going to disappear and live happily ever
after." Richard leaned over and forcefully kissed Speed. Speed jerked away struggling against
Richard. "Say goodbye Timmy."

Speed sobbed, "Please let me go."

"You're mine," Richard stroked Speed's crotch.
"Say goodbye to the Lieutenant."

Speed took deep breaths, the sound harsh to everyone's ears.
"Mon
amour, par l'eau. Le bateau de croisi�re est all� par un bon nombre de chiens
aboyant - veuillez trouver me."

Richard
turned on Speed, backhanding him across the face. "What did you say?"

Speed
spat at him, "I told him he was my love that my soul and body belonged to
him and no other."

Richard
growled, he jumped off the bed, Speed screamed in pain as the tape went black.

Horatio
grinned, "Speed just told us where he was."

"I
didn't know the two of you spoke French," Tyler stated a bit shocked.

"Oui
monsieur, now we have a detective to find," Horatio moved out of the room.
"Eric check out what cruise ship left the harbor and when. Calleigh locate all dog parks, pounds,
anything that would have a lot of dogs in one area that would be near the
shipping lanes. Ryan pull up all
properties owned by Terrance's specifically by the harbor."

~*~

Stetler
moved up next to Horatio, "How did you find this place?"

"Speed
told us on the tape that he heard a cruise ship go by and lots of dogs
barking." Horatio pulled his gun.

"How
did he tell you in front of Terrance," Stetler looked at him.

"In
plain French," Horatio nodded for the officers to move forward. "This is the only property Terrance
owns near the water, there's a pound less than a mile up the street, and two
cruise ships left for the open sea this afternoon."

Eric
held up the directional mike, "We'll see who's in there in a second."

Richard's
voice was heard in the headphones, "I wouldn't have to hurt you if you
behaved Timmy."

Eric
ripped off the headphones, "It's him."

"Let's
go," Horatio moved out just a few steps ahead of the officers. Horatio tapped his earpiece, "Calleigh is
the back covered?"

"Covered,"
Calleigh answered. She moved forward
with Tripp and half dozen officers.

Horatio
nodded to the officers, they used a battery ram to break down the door. SWAT stormed the room guns drawn covering
the room. Horatio and Stetler moved
in. A commotion could be heard
upstairs.

"Horatio!"
Speed's voice yelled out.

Horatio
moved for the stairs, Stetler and Eric a few steps behind him. The three men broke into the bedroom. "Freeze! Miami-Dade Police! Let him go
Terrance."

"He's
mine," Richard held Speed to him a gun to his temple. Speed was still blindfolded; his head was
trained towards Horatio.

"Let him go," Horatio moved forward.

"If I can't
have him�" The gun dug into Speed's temple.

Speed jerked his
head back slamming it into Richard's chin.
He elbowed him in the stomach then dove away from him. Richard pulled the gun up aiming it at
Speed.

"Don't do
it!" Horatio leveled his gun.

Richard grinned at Horatio
his finger pulling tightening on the trigger.
Shots rang out in the room.
Horatio looked over at Stetler who lowered his gun.

Horatio nodded then
moved towards Speed, "Speed." He pulled off the blindfold. Speed blinked at him, "Hi."

Tears ran down his
cheeks, "Alexx?"

"She's
fine," Horatio assured him sitting down next to him. "She's waiting
for you at the hospital."

Speed looked over at
Richard, "It's over."

"He's
dead," Horatio cupped Speed's cheek making him look away from the body.
"You're going to be alright."

"With your
help," Speed leaned against him. "I want to go home."

"You need to be
checked out first," Horatio looked up to see Calleigh and Eric in the
doorway. Tripp was making sure no one else got into the room.

Eric knelt in front
of his friend, "Come on, Alexx's waiting to see you."

Horatio helped Speed
stand up, "Call the paramedics in�"

"No,"
Speed demanded. "I want to walk out of here."

"We're right
here," Calleigh smiled at him.

"Thank
you," Speed gave her a small smile back.

~*~

Speed was curled up
in the hospital bed facing Alexx as she slept.
He was relieved to see her okay, that the shot was wild and only caused
a minor flesh wound. He sighed as he
shifted not wanting to lie on his back.
He was sore all over, from the beatings Richard inflicted. He would get his life back. He had new and old issues to deal with, but
he wasn't going to let Richard win.
This was only a few steps back.

Though somehow the
rape was worse this time around, a part of him felt he betrayed Horatio. He knew it wasn't true, but it didn't stop
the guilty feelings.

He smiled as Alexx
woke up and looked over at him. "Hi," Speed shifted and sat up in his
bed.

"Hi back,"
She smiled at him. "How are you doing?"

"Depends,"
He shrugged. "You?"

"Healing,"
Alexx shifted a bit and looked over at him.

"I'm
sorry," Speed chocked as tears ran down his face.

"Baby come
here," Alexx held her arms open.

Speed got out of the
bed and moved to Alexx's bedside. She
grabbed his hand and pulled him into the bed with her. "It's not your
fault."

"He shot you
and I did nothing," Speed grumbled holding onto her.

"Baby, there
was nothing you could have done," Alexx smoothed his hair. "Do you blame me for not protecting
you?"

"No,"
Speed looked up at her.

"He broke into
my home," Alexx explained.

"Okay I see
your point," Speed laid his head on her shoulder. "The bastard's
dead."

"Good thing I'm
not doing his autopsy." Alexx growled.

Speed looked at her,
"You scare me sometimes."

She kissed his
forehead, "go to sleep."

An hour later
Horatio and Peter walked into the room. Peter smiled at the sight of Speed
curled around Alexx. He glanced at Horatio, "should we be worried?"

~*~

"IA cleared
you?" Horatio looked over at Stetler.

"Clean
shot," Stetler nodded. "They didn't even blink."

"This is hard
for me," Horatio admitted, "But thank you."

"Even though it
was a clean shot, and you would have shot him to protect any member of your
team," Stetler glanced over at Horatio. "There would have been always
a whisper that you killed him because he took Speedle, your lover."

"And here we
thought we kept it a secret," Horatio grinned.

"It's a well
kept secret," Stetler smirked. "The two of you don't show anything at
work, and you don't show favoritism so it's overlooked."

"DA decided to
bring charges up on Agent Hawks," Horatio grinned. "The DEA cut him
loose saying he was a loose cannon that went against procedures. He was looking for a big case to make a name
for himself."

"Well I warned
him," Stetler smirked. "You would think they would have learned not
to get in your way."

"You would
think," Horatio slipped on his glasses. "Speed gets out of the
hospital today so�"

"I wish him
well," Stetler nodded then headed back into the precinct.

Horatio watched him go;
life really threw some curve balls.

~*~

"Detective
Speedle," Speed turned from the window and stopped short.

"Yes," His
voice was hard and cold.

"I know I'm not
someone you really want to see," Gregory Terrance looked down then back up
at Speed.

"Not
really," Speed swallowed emotion threatening to overwhelm him.

Gregory hesitated,
mouth opening and closing as he tried to come up with the words. "Sorry
isn't even close to being appropriate or adequate." He looked at Speed
directly. "What Richard did is partially my fault � I know that. I should
have been home instead of building a business empire. I should have disciplined
instead of giving in�"

"It was his
decision," Speed's voice softened. "We all have parents that are
inadequate � mine were rarely around, didn't even show up at my high school
graduation. But it's not an excuse for
our actions."

Gregory nodded,
"Paul's suing the Feds for slander and false prosecution."

Speed grinned,
"My lawyer called me recently."

"He's
good," Gregory grinned. "You should have him go after the Feds."

"I'm letting
Horatio scare them," Speed smirked.

"He scares
me," Gregory smiled at Speed. "If there is anything I can do�"

"In truth I
really don't want to even see you," Speed answered honestly. "But if
you want to do something. I've set up a rape counseling center, and it could
always use assistance."

Gregory nodded,
"Thank you for at least hearing me out."

"Thank you for
having the guts to stop by," Speed responded.

"Speed?"
Horatio walked into the room his eyes narrowing on Gregory, "Mr.
Terrance."

"Just leaving
Lieutenant," Gregory nodded towards Speed and left the room.

"Speed?"
Horatio turned towards Speed.

"He just wanted
to say he was sorry," Speed shrugged.
Horatio held his arms open; Speed gave him a watery smile and fell into
them. "I believe him. He's as much
a victim of Richard as I am." Horatio just held him, and he would hold him
for the rest of his life.

~*~

"I don't really
care that you're officially moving in with H," Eric commented as he set up
the entertainment system. "I'm still coming over to watch the games."
He grinned over at Speed.

"Just bring
enough pizza and beer for three," Speed shook his head and turned to see
the two women conspiring. "You two are too giddy for my sanity."

Calleigh's grin got
bigger, "A whole new house to decorate."

"Run,"
Ryan walked by towards the backyard. "They've been watching TLC for weeks.
Since the two of you announced that you bought a house together."

Speed cringed,
"I'll go find Horatio." He took off down the hallway.

~*~

Speed leaned up
against the doorway that led to their new library. He smiled at the sight of Horatio organizing the books from his
and Speed's collection. Six months
since the second kidnapping, six long months of therapy, six months of getting
their relationship back to were it was physically, six months to get rid of the
apartment, find a house, plant a large down payment, sell Horatio's townhouse
and move in.

Speed had made it
quiet clear after the second kidnapping that he wasn't going to live apart from
Horatio any longer. No more hiding for
appearances sake. As long as their
professional life was separate from their personal life there should be no
problem

They had found their
new home six weeks ago. Horatio had
taken a look at the yards and fell in love with the place, while Speed was hard
pressed to leave the kitchen. The
realtor had stated that the previous owner had been a chef. The library was an added bonus, a much
needed one considering both of their large collections.

"I hope you're
not organizing by title," Speed grinned.

Horatio eyed Speed
from his position on the floor, "I'm not that insane. You want to
help?"

"I got a
kitchen to unpack, organize, prepare etc," Speed smirked. "Especially
if you want dinner."

"Pizza,"
Horatio held out his hand.

Speed shook his head
and moved into the room sitting down next to Horatio, "This seems
familiar."

"Yeah, it
does." Horatio cupped his cheek. "How are you doing?"

"Good,"
Speed nodded. "I'm down to one session a week and the doctor thinks I can
soon go down to twice a month."

"I love
you," Horatio rubbed a thumb over his cheek. "I'm so proud of you.
You've gone through hell and you're still standing strong."

"With you by my
side I can do anything," Speed leaned into the caress.
"Tonight�."

Horatio shifted a
bit, pulling Speed closer to him, "What about tonight?"

Speed crawled into
Horatio's lap, his eyes going dark, "I want tonight, our first night in
our home, in our bed, starting our life together � I want you to make love to
me. I know it's�"

"Shhh�"
Horatio silenced him with a soft kiss. "I'm happy with our life � I don't
�."

"I want,"
Speed kissed him back. "I want everything. I remember your touch and feel, and I want to feel it again. I want ten years from now to look back at
this year and only remember you by my side."

Horatio kissed him
deeply pulling Speed further into his lap, he gasped as Speed grinded into
him. Speed took the advantage and
slipped his tongue into his mouth. Horatio's
hands went into Speed's hair holding him in place as he devoured his mouth.

"Don't mean to
interrupt," Eric grinned from the doorway. Speed flipped him off and kept
kissing Horatio. Eric just laughed, "But there's a delivery truck out
front, something about an industrial fridge." Speed maneuvered out of Horatio's arms and out the door and down
the hall. Eric looked at Horatio, "You got ditched for a fridge."

"Shut up
Eric," Horatio laughed as he got off the floor. "You don't understand
it's 'the fridge'. He's been drooling
over it for weeks. He's used cooking
this past year as an outlet. He was a
good cook before, but now I'm surprised I haven't gained weight."

Eric smiled,
"It's worth the smile on his face. Consider sending him to cooking
school?" The two walked down the hall.

"No,"
Horatio pointedly glared at Eric, "And you won't mention it."

"Why not?"
Eric asked intrigued.

"Because,"
Horatio and Eric watched as Speed instructed the delivery men. "He's good
and if he went to a school they would find out he's good and recruit him for a
restaurant and steal him from the lab."

"How much does
a chef make?" Eric asked curious.

"Twice as much
as I do," Horatio commented.

"Damn,"
Eric grinned. "Hey Speed�"

"What?"
Speed turned around eyebrows furrowed as he watched Horatio drag Eric out of
the room. He shrugged and went back to his new fridge.

Alexx walked into
the kitchen after the delivery guys left, "What was that all about?"

"Cooking
school," Speed smirked. "Horatio is afraid that some restaurant will
steal me from the lab."

"Would you
consider it?" Alexx asked leaning against the counter.

"No,"
Speed grinned. "I cook for myself, it helps relax me. I enjoy cooking for Horatio or my friends,
but not for a large scale audience."

"But Horatio
doesn't know that," Alexx shook her head.

"And I'm not
planning on telling him," Speed smirked. "You wanna help me fill it
up?"

Alexx's eyes went
wide, "Shopping?"

"Gourmet
shopping," Speed held up his list.

"Let's
go," Alexx grabbed her purse and pulled Speed out the door. "We'll be
back."

Horatio waved from
the hallway, "We should have everything pretty much organized when you get
back with dinner."

Speed smiled at him,
"Plan for desert later."

Horatio gave him a
sexy grin, "Oh I am."

"H, do I have
to organize all of this?" Eric called out from the library.

Horatio turned and
looked into the library, "Yes."

"Speed hurry
home," Eric called out from the room.

"I will,"
Speed's eyes never left Horatio's. "Je t'aime."

~*~

Horatio
shifted in the bed, his hand reaching for his lover. He startled awake when he felt cold sheets. He sat up looking around the bedroom. No sign of Speed. He slipped on his boxer shorts and headed down the stairs. He leaned up against the wall grinning at
the sight of Speed organizing the kitchen.

Horatio
padded up to the breakfast bar and sat down on one of the bar stools just
watching Speed move through the kitchen.
He wasn't sure where Speed got the energy to be up at, he glanced at the
clock, two am in the morning � especially after the way they just spent the
past few hours.

Horatio
closed his eyes, his thoughts leading him back to just a few hours ago. Speed sprawled out on the bed moaning his
name as he sucked and nipped on one of his nipples. He had taken his time, touching, licking, and enhancing Speed's
pleasure so the only thing on his mind was what he was feeling.

When he
touched Speed his finger stroking over his entrance Speed had tense
considerably. Horatio sat back his blue
eyes searching Speed's brown. Speed
relaxed his body, but Horatio could tell he was still tense.

"Is
it the position?" Horatio asked his hand stroking Speed's thigh and knee.

"I
think so," Speed sat up he crawled into Horatio's lap. "I want this.
I need this�."

"But,"
Horatio pulled Speed's head onto his shoulder stroking his hair. "He kept
you tied onto the bed on your back."

"It
might take me a bit longer on that issue," Speed muttered into his chest.
"Can I be on top?"

"We
do whatever makes you feel comfortable," Horatio kissed his neck following
it up nipping at the chin taking Speed's mouth passionately. "I would love
to see you ride me."

Speed
swallowed, his eyes dilated, his cock getting hard once again. "You want
to see me ease myself onto you." He whispered grinding down slightly.
"My head thrown back as you sink into me, stretching me."

Horatio
groaned shifting them on the bed. He laid down his eyes never leaving Speeds,
"Do you know how hot you make me when you ride your bike. Wondering what it would be like to be ridden
like that."

Speed
groaned as he reached for the lube, "Prepare me." He fell onto his
hands and knees over Horatio. Horatio leaned up kissing Speed passionately as
his fingers found Speed's entrance and slowly began preparing him. Speed rocked
back pulling the fingers in deeper letting them fill and stretch him. He pushed Horatio back down, raised himself
on his knees, and with his eyes locked with Horatio's lowered himself onto
Horatio's hard cock.

"Hey,"
Speed touched Horatio's hand, "You here?"

Horatio
shook out of his memories, "Lost in my thoughts."

"What
were you thinking about?" Speed asked.

"A
few hours ago," Horatio grinned at Speed's slight blush.

"Didn't
know I had it in me," Speed looked down.

Horatio
reached over the bar and lifted Speed's chin, "Don't be ashamed. It was
the hottest thing I had seen, felt and experience. I look forward to doing it again."

"I
love you," Speed kissed Horatio's palm.

"You
want to come back to bed," Horatio grinned. "Or do you want to finish
the kitchen."

"Bed,"
Speed walked out of the kitchen.

"You
already finished didn't you," Horatio eyed him.

Speed
laughed, "Just, when I noticed you sitting there."

"We
have a lot to do tomorrow," Horatio looked down the hallway towards the
library.

"Yeah,"
Speed took Horatio's hand as he headed towards the stairs. "But right now
I want to sleep curled up next to you."

"Sounds
good," Horatio followed him into the bedroom.

The two
curled up together on the bed. Speed
laid his head down on Horatio's chest � he was home, safe, and happy. He slipped into an easy sleep content to be
in Horatio's arms.

~The End~
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