drgnldy given the current state of H/Y in tvland, this fic is sorely needed even for me! So glad you guys like it as well. Otherwise I'll be like :brickwall:
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CSI_Kat. Kudos to her!
Anyway back to the story so far.....
Traffic on the streets was lighter than in the day, and the drive back to PD was faster than usual. Horatio pulled up into his own parking lot, thankful that the warrant was served in the wee hours of the morning. If it had been in the day, no doubt there would have been a media frenzy camped outside the building by now. He made a mental note to thank the DA on that count.
Horatio turned to look at his son, who had been silent all the way. Horatio understood justice always had to be served but at the same time was pained as this was his own flesh and blood involved. He wasn't exactly sure if his son was innocent, perhaps it had happened as he had said, an over-eager Matt with his girlfriend who later regretted what they did. But he desperately hoped his son was telling the truth, in cases like this, experience told him the word of the girl always had more weight than the word of the alledged rapist.
He mentally chided himself for calling his son that.
"You hanging in there buddy?" Horatio asked, breaking the silence between father and son.
"I guess."
"We're going in.... Matt, you know your secrets are safe with me. If there's anything you want to tell me that you didn't want to say infront of Mom," Horatio paused, waiting for his son's reply.
"Dad... don't you believe me?"
Matt's question felt like an arrow to his heart and Horatio hated that he had doubted his son.
"Well buddy, you remember why you told me to keep the fact that you had a girlfriend form your mother..."
"Dad, I didn't sleep with Tess ok?!" Matt raised his voice slightly.
Horatio nodded. He reached out and ruffled his eldest son's brown curls, something he had inherited from his mother which the teen hated with a passion.
"I belive you son." Horatio paused, trying to find words to help lessen the boy's fears. "Keep your head up, and your eyes to yourself. Don't talk to anyone, not any police officer, the DA, nobody, unless I tell you to."
"Got it." Matt said offering a slight smile.
"Don't worry I'll be right there with you." Horatio said as they exited the car and walked into PD.
Horatio took Matt to lockup, all the while his heart aching. He needed answers but he knew he wouldn't get any till morning. He watched as the officer on duty printed Matt and did the paperwork, then took Matt into the small holding cell. There were two other men in there. One appeared drunk and was sleeping soundly, while the other sat there staring at the floor.
Horatio sat next to Matt on the hard, cold bench.
"You don't need to stay here Dad, I'll be fine." Matt said.
"It's my job to stay," Horatio smiled, "besides I want to speak to the DA once she gets in so you'll be alone then. Try get some sleep."
Matt nodded, "Thanks Dad."
Horatio knew his sons were at the age where they didn't like to be seen with their parents. But he was determined to be there for them, a luxury he and Raymond never had when they were that age. To his surprise Matt laid his head on his lap and closed his eyes. Somehow the boy managed to fall asleep on the hard bench, and Horatio mused that it had been years since Matt did that. His son must have been really shaken, and Horatio wanted to get him out of this as soon as he could.
Morning came and Horatio knew it was time to speak to the DA. He shook Matt gently on the shoulder. The teen sat up.
"I have to go, but I'll be back in abit." Horatio said.
"I know, you have to work." Matt said.
"My only work right now is clearing your name." Horatio looked at the other two inmates. The drunk one was still sleeping and the other had seemed to have drifted off to sleep. "I'll be right back."
Horatio made sure the guard outside understod that he was to keep a close eye on Matt then made his way in search of the DA, Charlotte Manning. She was waiting for him outside his office.
"Ma'am," Horatio greeted her.
"I knew you'd come looking for me."
"Thanks for arranaging the warrant to be served at night... My son's innocent. What evidence do you have?" Horatio placed his hands on his hips.
"So far, only the word of the vic." Charlotte replied. "And a piece of his clothing."
"Anyone processed her yet? Did the vic go to the hospital? Who's the vic?"
Charlotte smiled, "So many questions Capt, you know I can't answer. You can't be involved in this case, the suspect's your son."
"Ma'am please tell me something I don't know." Horatio bowed his head and pinched the bridge of his nose with his thumb and index finger. His headache was still there.
"Is it my son's girlfriend?" Horatio pressed on.
The DA nodded. "I'm only telling you this because you've helped me so much with our cases. The vic's Tess Birkmann, says your son forced himself on her last week. She has his gym shorts which she says he left there when he ran off after the deed."
Horaito nodded. "And she only reports this now."
"She says she was scared. Says Matt's your son so she wasn't sure if anyone would believe her."
"And it's too late to process her cos any physical evidence would likely have been washed off."
"So it's really her word against your son's."
"I'd like my team to look into this." Horatio said. "In the meantime, release Matt to me. He has no priors, both his mother and I are police officers."
"That's up to the judge to decide, there'll be a preliminary hearing this afternoon, but the judge will likely favour you." Charlotte offered a smile to indicate she meant no harm. "I've arranged for the vic to come in later this morning. You can have Calleigh talk to her."
"Thank you." Horatio said as he left to check on Matt at lockup.
He noticed most of the other police officers looking at him as he made his way to Matt. Word must have travelled. He checked his watch. Yelina would be in in an hour. He wanted to spare his wife anymore agony but knew he was powerless to do so, at least not till his team got the investigation started.
As he approached lockup, he noticed a group of officers crowded inside. A sense of forebodding came over him and he ran the last couple of steps. He pushed his way past the officers. There was Matt lying motionless on the ground, blood trickling from his nose.
"What happened?" Horatio barked.
"Fight broke out, your son got caught in the crossfire. I'm sorry Capt," the guard said as Horatio glared at him. He noted that the other two inmates were being restrained by the other police officers.
Horatio knelt beside his son. First-Aid trainning told Horatio he shouldn't move his son in case he had a broken neck. Horatio took Matt's hand, it felt cold and damp. His eyes remained closed.
"I'm sorry son.... ," Horatio turned and growled at the guard, "Paramedics?"
"They're on their way Sir."
Horatio stroked Matt's head, "Hang in there." Horatio sighed. He knew Yelina would never forgive him if anything untoward happened to their son. He fished his cellphone out of his pocket. Yelina had to know what had happened.