Hrockz
Coroner
And the story continues....
Horatio was hurt. Yelina's words had cut at his heart. Didn't she know how he felt about her? Of course she didn't you fool! You never told her! He felt as if he had hit a brick wall with Yelina. He wanted to continue to watch over her and make sure she was safe but at the same time he knew that if he kept shadowing her, she would be angry. And he had already made her upset. He didn't want to worsen things between them, and he was afraid any further misunderstanding might make things a tad difficult to salvage. He was in a dilema.
Driving back home that evening those were the thoughts running through Horatio's mind. He had the window down and the cool wind helped him reason out his thoughts, his battle with himself. At last he had to concede defeat. he knew he had to trust her. He had to believe that she would be ok and go against his innate desire to protect her always. He decided he would give it a couple of days. Yelina did say she was wrapping up the case. Then he would call and offer his apologies. She had always been gracious and understanding when it came to him.
A day passed and then two. Horatio had got off work on time that evening. It was surprising considering it was the Christmas eve. He watched as co-workers hurried home to their loved ones. Standing next to his Hummer in the parking lot, his hand dropped into his pocket and fingered his cellphone. Perhaps he could call Yelina. Hopefully she was home with Ray. He could always use the excuse of wanting to wish her a Merry Christmas. He stared at his phone for a minute. It took him by surprise when the phone actually rang.
"Caine." Horaito said as if on reflex as he answered the phone.
"Horatio?"
He recognised the voice, which sounded a little out of breath.
"Yelina? I was about to call you. Is something the matter?"
"I need a little help." Yelina spoke in a hushed tone.
"Sure." Horatio replied a little concerned.
"I think my cover's been blown."
"Where are you?" Horatio's heart was racing now.
"I managed to get out of Ricardo's house, I think he's on to me. I've got what I need for the FBI. I need a ride out of here, it won't be long before someone realises I'm gone from the house."
"Where are you?" Horatio repeated. "I'll come get you."
Horatio heard an embarrassed laugh. "Hiding behind some bushes, couple of streets from the Sanchez residence."
"I'll be there."
The phone went dead. Horatio's heart was in his throat as he raced down the highway towards Yelina. He slowed as he passed by the Sanchez residence, then took a left on the next street, unsure of where Yelina was. His phone rang.
"You just passed by me. Back up a little." Yelina's voice sounded more relieved than before.
Horatio backed up the Hummer. He watched as Yelina emerged from behind the bushes then jumped into the Hummer. Horatio gunned the engine and they were off before the passenger door was closed.
More to come...
Horatio was hurt. Yelina's words had cut at his heart. Didn't she know how he felt about her? Of course she didn't you fool! You never told her! He felt as if he had hit a brick wall with Yelina. He wanted to continue to watch over her and make sure she was safe but at the same time he knew that if he kept shadowing her, she would be angry. And he had already made her upset. He didn't want to worsen things between them, and he was afraid any further misunderstanding might make things a tad difficult to salvage. He was in a dilema.
Driving back home that evening those were the thoughts running through Horatio's mind. He had the window down and the cool wind helped him reason out his thoughts, his battle with himself. At last he had to concede defeat. he knew he had to trust her. He had to believe that she would be ok and go against his innate desire to protect her always. He decided he would give it a couple of days. Yelina did say she was wrapping up the case. Then he would call and offer his apologies. She had always been gracious and understanding when it came to him.
A day passed and then two. Horatio had got off work on time that evening. It was surprising considering it was the Christmas eve. He watched as co-workers hurried home to their loved ones. Standing next to his Hummer in the parking lot, his hand dropped into his pocket and fingered his cellphone. Perhaps he could call Yelina. Hopefully she was home with Ray. He could always use the excuse of wanting to wish her a Merry Christmas. He stared at his phone for a minute. It took him by surprise when the phone actually rang.
"Caine." Horaito said as if on reflex as he answered the phone.
"Horatio?"
He recognised the voice, which sounded a little out of breath.
"Yelina? I was about to call you. Is something the matter?"
"I need a little help." Yelina spoke in a hushed tone.
"Sure." Horatio replied a little concerned.
"I think my cover's been blown."
"Where are you?" Horatio's heart was racing now.
"I managed to get out of Ricardo's house, I think he's on to me. I've got what I need for the FBI. I need a ride out of here, it won't be long before someone realises I'm gone from the house."
"Where are you?" Horatio repeated. "I'll come get you."
Horatio heard an embarrassed laugh. "Hiding behind some bushes, couple of streets from the Sanchez residence."
"I'll be there."
The phone went dead. Horatio's heart was in his throat as he raced down the highway towards Yelina. He slowed as he passed by the Sanchez residence, then took a left on the next street, unsure of where Yelina was. His phone rang.
"You just passed by me. Back up a little." Yelina's voice sounded more relieved than before.
Horatio backed up the Hummer. He watched as Yelina emerged from behind the bushes then jumped into the Hummer. Horatio gunned the engine and they were off before the passenger door was closed.
More to come...
