HoratioAndMe
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Thanks, I've had some poetry published but mostly I write for the joy of it. 
"The Road I'm On" Miami fic
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CSIsMANIAC
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*sobs*oh!beautiful!Horatio's character stands out like it really have occurred! Again, well written Sherry. Next installment! All the best for it!
~No pressure!
~No pressure!
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excellent!!!
and i want MOREEEEE!!!
and i want MOREEEEE!!!
HoratioAndMe
Captain
Thanks you guys
! I'll have the new installment up soon. Whenever I get it up I'll be posting the link in the H/Y ship thread like I have been doing
HoratioAndMe
Captain
Something in your eyes makes me want to lose myself
Makes me want to lose myself in your arms
There's something in your voice makes my heart beat fast
Hope this feeling lasts the rest of my life
If you knew how lonely my life has been
And how long I've felt so low
If you knew how I wanted someone to come along
And change my life the way you've done
Feels like home to me
Their moment had been given. The time to clear the burden that had been concealed in their hearts for so long. But Raymond still stood between them and the chance to attempt a life of happiness—together. Horatio needed to avenge the murder of a brother;Yelina a husband. Closure was something they both needed.
Yelina left her vehicle there and got in the Hummer, the mood still thick with emotion.
“Did you find anything out?” Yelina asked as Horatio climbed in.
Horatio turned on the light over their heads and looked at her for a moment before bowing his head to look at the file he’d brought out. Yelina smiled openly as she watched him. He’d given her that look again. She supposed he was still getting use to the fact that he didn’t have to love her from a distance anymore.
“Um, did Ray say that the boat was coming from Brazil?” Horatio asked.
Yelina nodded as Horatio looked up at her.
“Good, that narrows our search some,” Horatio smiled and looked back at the paper.
“I don’t see that much,” Yelina stated.
Horatio looked at her with a confused look on his face.
“Hmm?” he asked.
“You rarely smile, I don’t see you do it nearly enough,” Yelina grinned.
Horatio watched her for a moment. Remembering the first time she’d said that, not long after they met. It was amazing how much time had passed since then, and she was still as beautiful as ever.
“Sometimes there isn’t reason to,” he replied.
Yelina touched his hand.
“What makes you smile then?” she asked, squeezing his hand affectionately.
“You,” he replied, voice low.
(cliffhanger, I know new addition soon )
Makes me want to lose myself in your arms
There's something in your voice makes my heart beat fast
Hope this feeling lasts the rest of my life
If you knew how lonely my life has been
And how long I've felt so low
If you knew how I wanted someone to come along
And change my life the way you've done
Feels like home to me
Their moment had been given. The time to clear the burden that had been concealed in their hearts for so long. But Raymond still stood between them and the chance to attempt a life of happiness—together. Horatio needed to avenge the murder of a brother;Yelina a husband. Closure was something they both needed.
Yelina left her vehicle there and got in the Hummer, the mood still thick with emotion.
“Did you find anything out?” Yelina asked as Horatio climbed in.
Horatio turned on the light over their heads and looked at her for a moment before bowing his head to look at the file he’d brought out. Yelina smiled openly as she watched him. He’d given her that look again. She supposed he was still getting use to the fact that he didn’t have to love her from a distance anymore.
“Um, did Ray say that the boat was coming from Brazil?” Horatio asked.
Yelina nodded as Horatio looked up at her.
“Good, that narrows our search some,” Horatio smiled and looked back at the paper.
“I don’t see that much,” Yelina stated.
Horatio looked at her with a confused look on his face.
“Hmm?” he asked.
“You rarely smile, I don’t see you do it nearly enough,” Yelina grinned.
Horatio watched her for a moment. Remembering the first time she’d said that, not long after they met. It was amazing how much time had passed since then, and she was still as beautiful as ever.
“Sometimes there isn’t reason to,” he replied.
Yelina touched his hand.
“What makes you smile then?” she asked, squeezing his hand affectionately.
“You,” he replied, voice low.
(cliffhanger, I know
new addition soon )
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love that song!!
great part again, a little bit short!
yeah you better update soon, dont like cliffhangers too much
great part again, a little bit short!
yeah you better update soon, dont like cliffhangers too much
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what an avatar btw!!!
HoratioAndMe
Captain
When I give my heart
It will be completely.
For I'll never give my heart.
And the moment I can tell that you fell that way too
Is when I fall in love with you.
Yelina blushed and Horatio touched her cheek, loving her shy expression.
"Tell me, Horatio," she spoke softly.
Horatio took her hand and entwined their fingers, her dark skin contrasting his. He looked down at her long fingers and gave a small smile.
"Hmm?" he asked in response to her request.
Yelina looked from his face to their hands, not use to them having such close contact. She wondered how many times he had wanted to touch her at will.
"How could I have been so blind?" she asked slowly, voice thick with emotion.
Horatio looked up quickly at her. He contemplated the right words to say, to take away the burden she must be feeling, but he knew she wasn't finished speaking.
"All this time," she continued. "I could've been truly happy...with you. I couldn't believe it at first. When you tried to tell me, that night at the restuarant I just--."
Horatio raised her hand to his lips and turned her hand over to kiss her palm. She watched him with a loving smile on her face.
"Remember the poem, " he whispered. " That you recited that night on the beach?"
Yelina closed her eyes for a moment, remembering that night not long before Ray Jr. was born. Once again, Horatio had been there for her when Raymond wasn't.
She had nearly forgotten that memory, it had grown old and had faded. Now it had returned. She remembered Horatio: his ginger hair blowing in the cool breeze from the ocean, moonlight making his face seem phantasmagorical.
They had stared up at the full moon, just as yellow and enchanting as tonights. Horatio had asked her how she felt about having a child and she had recited the poem.
Horatio watched her, knowing what memories he was bringing back. A memory that he had tried to forget, Yelina bathed in magic Miami moonlight. Already Queen of his heart.
Yelina opened her eyes to smile at him.
" Don't go far off, not even for a day, because-because-I don't know how to say it: a day is long and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep...," she remembered, touching his hair.
Horatio gazed at her.
"Don't leave me, even for an hour, because then the little drops of anguish will all run together, the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift into me, choking my lost heart," he continued.
(update soon, promise)
It will be completely.
For I'll never give my heart.
And the moment I can tell that you fell that way too
Is when I fall in love with you.
Yelina blushed and Horatio touched her cheek, loving her shy expression.
"Tell me, Horatio," she spoke softly.
Horatio took her hand and entwined their fingers, her dark skin contrasting his. He looked down at her long fingers and gave a small smile.
"Hmm?" he asked in response to her request.
Yelina looked from his face to their hands, not use to them having such close contact. She wondered how many times he had wanted to touch her at will.
"How could I have been so blind?" she asked slowly, voice thick with emotion.
Horatio looked up quickly at her. He contemplated the right words to say, to take away the burden she must be feeling, but he knew she wasn't finished speaking.
"All this time," she continued. "I could've been truly happy...with you. I couldn't believe it at first. When you tried to tell me, that night at the restuarant I just--."
Horatio raised her hand to his lips and turned her hand over to kiss her palm. She watched him with a loving smile on her face.
"Remember the poem, " he whispered. " That you recited that night on the beach?"
Yelina closed her eyes for a moment, remembering that night not long before Ray Jr. was born. Once again, Horatio had been there for her when Raymond wasn't.
She had nearly forgotten that memory, it had grown old and had faded. Now it had returned. She remembered Horatio: his ginger hair blowing in the cool breeze from the ocean, moonlight making his face seem phantasmagorical.
They had stared up at the full moon, just as yellow and enchanting as tonights. Horatio had asked her how she felt about having a child and she had recited the poem.
Horatio watched her, knowing what memories he was bringing back. A memory that he had tried to forget, Yelina bathed in magic Miami moonlight. Already Queen of his heart.
Yelina opened her eyes to smile at him.
" Don't go far off, not even for a day, because-because-I don't know how to say it: a day is long and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep...," she remembered, touching his hair.
Horatio gazed at her.
"Don't leave me, even for an hour, because then the little drops of anguish will all run together, the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift into me, choking my lost heart," he continued.
(update soon, promise
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im loving this fic!! SO MUCH!
HoratioAndMe
Captain
You guys are great ! It means a lot that you guys like it!
! It means a lot that you guys like it!
CSIsMANIAC
Captain
Like it!!? We dont't like it!! We LOVE it! Keep em coming Sher! Don't leave us hanging! We're dying! Hahaha! :lol:!
HoratioAndMe
Captain
Because of you there's a song in my heart
Because of you my romance had its start
Because of you the sun will shine
The moon and stars will say you're mine
Forever and never to part
I only live for your love and your kiss
It's paradise to be near you like this
Because of you my life is now worthwhile
And I can smile
Because of you
Horatio soon pulled the Hummer out of the parking lot, en route to Miami-Dade Port SX-2, located on North American Way Blvd. They had to get their pass to go pass the gate before they could look at the boats that had made port.
"What do you plan to do after you get the pass?" Yelina asked, watching him as he drove.
"I don't think the boat was carrying guns or drugs," he spoke.
Yelina raised her eyebrows.
"What then?" she asked, finding the words hard to say.
"People," he answered, glancing at her. His face was tense and a muscle twitched slightly in his jaw.
Yelina knew there had to be something more. It wasn't an expression she saw very much from him.
"Horatio," she spoke, touching his arm.
Horatio sighed and looked for a moment out his window. This whole thing was crazy, why was he letting her come along? Was he being selfish...just because he wanted to be with her--it wasn't worth risking putting her life in danger.
"Yelina," he said. "I think that the boat was carrying people."
Yelina frowned. "Illegal aliens?" she asked.
"The cargo was double checked--fruit. What's out of place? The crew consisted of thirty-five men. On every other boat coming in from Brazil for the last five years on a fruit shipment has had ten men," Horatio stated.
Yelina rubbed her forehead with her palm.
"Which means there are twenty-five illegal immigrants lose in Miami," she stated.
Horatio gave a short nod. "Not just that," he said slowly. " they're terrorists."
"T-terrorists...h-how can that be?" she asked, raising her voice.
"Brazilian police have given out the names and photographs of terrorists that they've been tracking," he said, pausing at a stop sign and handing her the folder. "Twenty-five of them were on that boat."
Yelina was still confused.
"So they just disguised themselves as ship members? Why would they give out their names if they were sneaking into port?" she asked, turning on the interior light to look at the file.
"The police didn't release information as to who they were looking for until after the ship made dock...Two days before--five days ago."Horatio explained.
"How do we find them?" she asked, looking down at the photographs.
"Um, about that," Horatio began, pulling away from the stop sign.
Yelina looked up at him in anticipation.
"I don't think you should come along," he sighed.
"What?" she frowned.
"It's too dangerous, you have Ray Jr,. to take care of," he spoke softly. "I want you to be safe."
"So it's not dangerous for you, Horatio? I'm not going to lay back anymore, and let you risk your life for me while I sit and worry! Is that what you want? Me to sit next the phone wondering,'Is Horatio out there--alive?' You think I don't have Ray Jr. on my mind! I'm not just doing this for me. I want to be able to say 'Yes son, I avenged your Father's death'...I need to be here, with you." Yelina said, tears coming to her eyes.
Horatio took her hand while he drove with the other. She took it and lay her head on it, tears wetting his hand.
After a long moment of silence they arrived at the port. Horatio got out first and walked around to open Yelina's door and offered her is hankerchief.
"We'll be okay," he smiled down at her, an arm around her shoulder.
Neither of them saw the black Mercedes sneaking around the corner.
"Okay, they're getting out. I've gotta go," Rick Stetler spoke into his cell phone before turning off the engine.
Because of you my romance had its start
Because of you the sun will shine
The moon and stars will say you're mine
Forever and never to part
I only live for your love and your kiss
It's paradise to be near you like this
Because of you my life is now worthwhile
And I can smile
Because of you
Horatio soon pulled the Hummer out of the parking lot, en route to Miami-Dade Port SX-2, located on North American Way Blvd. They had to get their pass to go pass the gate before they could look at the boats that had made port.
"What do you plan to do after you get the pass?" Yelina asked, watching him as he drove.
"I don't think the boat was carrying guns or drugs," he spoke.
Yelina raised her eyebrows.
"What then?" she asked, finding the words hard to say.
"People," he answered, glancing at her. His face was tense and a muscle twitched slightly in his jaw.
Yelina knew there had to be something more. It wasn't an expression she saw very much from him.
"Horatio," she spoke, touching his arm.
Horatio sighed and looked for a moment out his window. This whole thing was crazy, why was he letting her come along? Was he being selfish...just because he wanted to be with her--it wasn't worth risking putting her life in danger.
"Yelina," he said. "I think that the boat was carrying people."
Yelina frowned. "Illegal aliens?" she asked.
"The cargo was double checked--fruit. What's out of place? The crew consisted of thirty-five men. On every other boat coming in from Brazil for the last five years on a fruit shipment has had ten men," Horatio stated.
Yelina rubbed her forehead with her palm.
"Which means there are twenty-five illegal immigrants lose in Miami," she stated.
Horatio gave a short nod. "Not just that," he said slowly. " they're terrorists."
"T-terrorists...h-how can that be?" she asked, raising her voice.
"Brazilian police have given out the names and photographs of terrorists that they've been tracking," he said, pausing at a stop sign and handing her the folder. "Twenty-five of them were on that boat."
Yelina was still confused.
"So they just disguised themselves as ship members? Why would they give out their names if they were sneaking into port?" she asked, turning on the interior light to look at the file.
"The police didn't release information as to who they were looking for until after the ship made dock...Two days before--five days ago."Horatio explained.
"How do we find them?" she asked, looking down at the photographs.
"Um, about that," Horatio began, pulling away from the stop sign.
Yelina looked up at him in anticipation.
"I don't think you should come along," he sighed.
"What?" she frowned.
"It's too dangerous, you have Ray Jr,. to take care of," he spoke softly. "I want you to be safe."
"So it's not dangerous for you, Horatio? I'm not going to lay back anymore, and let you risk your life for me while I sit and worry! Is that what you want? Me to sit next the phone wondering,'Is Horatio out there--alive?' You think I don't have Ray Jr. on my mind! I'm not just doing this for me. I want to be able to say 'Yes son, I avenged your Father's death'...I need to be here, with you." Yelina said, tears coming to her eyes.
Horatio took her hand while he drove with the other. She took it and lay her head on it, tears wetting his hand.
After a long moment of silence they arrived at the port. Horatio got out first and walked around to open Yelina's door and offered her is hankerchief.
"We'll be okay," he smiled down at her, an arm around her shoulder.
Neither of them saw the black Mercedes sneaking around the corner.
"Okay, they're getting out. I've gotta go," Rick Stetler spoke into his cell phone before turning off the engine.
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WHOA!!! *gasps* well, you know i need more!!!HoratioAndMe
Captain
If tomorrow feels like a lonely room
Without someone there holding you
Know you'll be all right, I'll be at your side
At your side--your side
Hold on tight--hold on tight
You know I'll never be too far
'Cause I wrote this promise on your heart
Horatio and Yelina quickly got their passes and were lead out to the gate by a middle aged man working night shift.
“You guys work late. Somethin’ up?” the man asked, having a slight Yankee accent.
“Sir, you know we can’t tell you,” Horatio spoke patiently.
The man shrugged.
“Hey man, just wondering if my neck is at risk here,” he scoffed.
“Understandable,” Horatio nodded.
The man slid a security card and entered a lengthy code into a panel next to the gate.
“Are you from around here, sir?” Yelina asked him, to past the time as they waited for the gate to open.
“No, why’d you ask?” the man grinned.
Yelina shrugged.
“The accent,” she smiled.
“Well if we’re going by that! Yours isn’t so local, detective,” the man laughed.
Horatio grinned and titled his head to look at her, waiting for her to blush. She rewarded him graciously.
“True,” she laughed, nodding.
Soon the gate was open and the man left them to do their work. Horatio walked close beside her, his left arm brushing hers as they walked. Yelina could still feel some tension coming from him. He still had to get use to this; she had to let him adjust at his own pace.
As if sensing her thinking about him, he turned and gave her a smile.
“You okay?” he asked, referring to her emotional outburst earlier.
Yelina nodded and looked at the handkerchief of his that she still held. When she had held it to her eyes she had smelled his scent on it: he’d always smelt of Irish Springs. It suited him so well; she couldn’t imagine him having any other scent.
”I am,” she spoke, holding out the handkerchief to return it to him.
Horatio looked from her face to her hand. Maybe he was making her feel like he was pushing her too much. He couldn’t be stingy, she needed space to adapt. Expressing their emotions freely was not just new to him.
Taking her hand he folded her fingers over the cloth.
“If I’m dreaming…,” he began.
Yelina smiled and raised the cloth to her nose and inhaled.
“Why does work always get in the way?” she asked with a sigh.
Horatio raised his eyebrows.
“Impediments, we’ll get by them,” he said with utmost certainty.
Yelina smiled and walked closer to him.
“We’d better get to work then,” she spoke softly, combing her finger through the hair on the side of his head.
(update soon)
Without someone there holding you
Know you'll be all right, I'll be at your side
At your side--your side
Hold on tight--hold on tight
You know I'll never be too far
'Cause I wrote this promise on your heart
Horatio and Yelina quickly got their passes and were lead out to the gate by a middle aged man working night shift.
“You guys work late. Somethin’ up?” the man asked, having a slight Yankee accent.
“Sir, you know we can’t tell you,” Horatio spoke patiently.
The man shrugged.
“Hey man, just wondering if my neck is at risk here,” he scoffed.
“Understandable,” Horatio nodded.
The man slid a security card and entered a lengthy code into a panel next to the gate.
“Are you from around here, sir?” Yelina asked him, to past the time as they waited for the gate to open.
“No, why’d you ask?” the man grinned.
Yelina shrugged.
“The accent,” she smiled.
“Well if we’re going by that! Yours isn’t so local, detective,” the man laughed.
Horatio grinned and titled his head to look at her, waiting for her to blush. She rewarded him graciously.
“True,” she laughed, nodding.
Soon the gate was open and the man left them to do their work. Horatio walked close beside her, his left arm brushing hers as they walked. Yelina could still feel some tension coming from him. He still had to get use to this; she had to let him adjust at his own pace.
As if sensing her thinking about him, he turned and gave her a smile.
“You okay?” he asked, referring to her emotional outburst earlier.
Yelina nodded and looked at the handkerchief of his that she still held. When she had held it to her eyes she had smelled his scent on it: he’d always smelt of Irish Springs. It suited him so well; she couldn’t imagine him having any other scent.
”I am,” she spoke, holding out the handkerchief to return it to him.
Horatio looked from her face to her hand. Maybe he was making her feel like he was pushing her too much. He couldn’t be stingy, she needed space to adapt. Expressing their emotions freely was not just new to him.
Taking her hand he folded her fingers over the cloth.
“If I’m dreaming…,” he began.
Yelina smiled and raised the cloth to her nose and inhaled.
“Why does work always get in the way?” she asked with a sigh.
Horatio raised his eyebrows.
“Impediments, we’ll get by them,” he said with utmost certainty.
Yelina smiled and walked closer to him.
“We’d better get to work then,” she spoke softly, combing her finger through the hair on the side of his head.
(update soon
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