(*Snaps my fingers* THATS WHERE THEY ARE! xD Thanks for reminding me.)
"If we're lucky we might get to see the Prime Minister," Horatio said with a soft chuckle.
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Nick smiled to her, gazing at her. "Great. Haven't slept like that in a long time," he replied gently pulling her into a hug.
"Oh God.. In the deep recesses of my mind, I can. I haven't spoke French or even been to Quebec in about a century," Horatio laughed again. "Why do you ask?"
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Nick smiled and gently kissed her back. "Feel up to doing anything today?"
*pokes Nickcath*(Drat forgot your name again)Don't forget Stella and Mac
(guys my home 'net is fixed But I gotta be careful, we're back to one phone line and we don't fancy having SBC screw us again just to get the second one returned.)
(Lynn? xD You should concider yourself lucky, Mel.. I'm sure she'd kill me if I forgot. And YAY you're back!)
"Yep, I am. But I'm going to leave it up to you to choose what," Nick replied with a soft laugh.
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Horatio chuckled. "Key words: Seem to. You get to be my age, and everything makes sense in some way or another explination wise. Use what I know to my advantage," he replied. "My French dates back to high school, so I wouldn't be trusting it."
Nick paused. "I.. Forgot about that.." he said to her. "If you can find something that fits, then be my guest," he told her.
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Horatio pretty much cradled Calleigh in his arms. "I know.. I would to."