Post by Cammie Moonites on Apr 3, 2009 10:21:39 GMT -10
Here you guys go! its the long awaited Chapter NINETEEN! Muwahahahahah
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Chapter Nineteen: Taken at Gun Point
Horatio was driving alone down the cause way - The direction he was going was - to Rick Stetler's home. He'd lost everything he believed in - and was going to confront the man - with one thing on his mind. Homicide.
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Rick Stetler was alone - making a nice snack - moving around lightly through his kitchen - T-bone Steak was making its way out of his oven and onto a plate - where nice potatoes and gravy lay- Rick was happy - in a good mood which didnt happen often with him. Because of his work - he was always in a bitter mood when he got home - but tonight was different - tonight - he was going to enjoy himself - He'd called a woman to come - at midnight - he was going to make the most of his good mood.
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Horatio pulled into Rick's driveway - pulled his clutch piece from his ankle - the one Rick hadnt accounted for when he'd stripped him of everything else. He narrowed his eyes lowering his features and his eyes into a death glare - He had one objective on his mind - and that one objective kept running through his head - over and over.
Rick had heard the car pull in the driveway - thought - and almost was excited for the fact that it might be the pro he'd called - coming early - which would be nice - he would surely share his dinner with her. He was tempted to walk to the door but instead - he walked back to his bedroom to get it ready - Mmm he was going to get lucky tonight.
Horatio narrowed his eyes as he slowly opened the door to Ricks home - slowly slid inside - Gun at the ready his eyes narrowed further as he scanned every inch around him - He heard a sound coming from upstairs - Rick. He thought - and took a spot where he wouldnt be seen.
Rick trailed down the stairs wondering who had come in the door- he heard the door shut and the person come in - When he came down stairs - no one was to be seen. "Ceila?" he asked out loud to the pro whom he'd called.
Horatio heard him and didnt move - waiting for him - to move close to him - enough to come out of the darkness.
Rick smiled lightly as he trailed next to the stair case where Horatio was hiding. He walked toward the door- that was ajar - and the cool Miami night was coming in.
Horatio stepped out from the darkness - Gun at the back of Ricks head. "Rick.." he murmured thingying the pistol.
Rick froze in his position - knew the voice - he'd know Horatio's voice a mile away. "Horatio.." he said back but didnt know what else to say. Horatio was indeed shorter than him so the gun was actually at the back of his neck.
Horatio snorted - breathed deep through his nostrils - "This - is the end of you." he murmured in a deathly silent voice.
Rick didnt falter- instead he just let Horatio do what he was going to do - he knew he wasnt going to kill him.
Horatio shifted his weight. "My gun and shield." he snorted.
Rick sighed and just shook his head. "At the IAB office in my desk." he murmured. "But holding me at gun point isnt going to help you any Horatio."
Horatio pulled the gun down, and then within a moment of doing that - allowing Rick a moment of relief - he pulled the pistol back up and slammed it into his cheek - the impact was so powerful that it shattered his cheek bone.
Rick coughed - but still did not move. "Horatio - you just assaulted an officer.."
Horatio snorted. "And you assaulted a woman" his voice was all bullets.
Rick snorted now. "Y-You mean Yelena?" he shook his head- "That was over four years ago."
Horatio narrowed his eyes - stepped back one step - and holstered the clutch piece. "Your right Rick.. Statue of Limitations is not up.." he snorted -
Rick narrowed his eyes and turned lightly tapping at the blood coming from his nose- "No it isnt - I didnt admit to hurting her."
Horatio snarled. "How do I know you didnt rape her too." he snarled. Anger was showing behind his gaze.
Rick's eyes got wide. "What are you talking about? Any-- It was always consensual."
Horatio snarled again - this time raised his lips in a primal gesture. "We'll see how consensual it is when I get through with you!"
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Chapter Nineteen: Taken at Gun Point
Horatio was driving alone down the cause way - The direction he was going was - to Rick Stetler's home. He'd lost everything he believed in - and was going to confront the man - with one thing on his mind. Homicide.
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Rick Stetler was alone - making a nice snack - moving around lightly through his kitchen - T-bone Steak was making its way out of his oven and onto a plate - where nice potatoes and gravy lay- Rick was happy - in a good mood which didnt happen often with him. Because of his work - he was always in a bitter mood when he got home - but tonight was different - tonight - he was going to enjoy himself - He'd called a woman to come - at midnight - he was going to make the most of his good mood.
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Horatio pulled into Rick's driveway - pulled his clutch piece from his ankle - the one Rick hadnt accounted for when he'd stripped him of everything else. He narrowed his eyes lowering his features and his eyes into a death glare - He had one objective on his mind - and that one objective kept running through his head - over and over.
Rick had heard the car pull in the driveway - thought - and almost was excited for the fact that it might be the pro he'd called - coming early - which would be nice - he would surely share his dinner with her. He was tempted to walk to the door but instead - he walked back to his bedroom to get it ready - Mmm he was going to get lucky tonight.
Horatio narrowed his eyes as he slowly opened the door to Ricks home - slowly slid inside - Gun at the ready his eyes narrowed further as he scanned every inch around him - He heard a sound coming from upstairs - Rick. He thought - and took a spot where he wouldnt be seen.
Rick trailed down the stairs wondering who had come in the door- he heard the door shut and the person come in - When he came down stairs - no one was to be seen. "Ceila?" he asked out loud to the pro whom he'd called.
Horatio heard him and didnt move - waiting for him - to move close to him - enough to come out of the darkness.
Rick smiled lightly as he trailed next to the stair case where Horatio was hiding. He walked toward the door- that was ajar - and the cool Miami night was coming in.
Horatio stepped out from the darkness - Gun at the back of Ricks head. "Rick.." he murmured thingying the pistol.
Rick froze in his position - knew the voice - he'd know Horatio's voice a mile away. "Horatio.." he said back but didnt know what else to say. Horatio was indeed shorter than him so the gun was actually at the back of his neck.
Horatio snorted - breathed deep through his nostrils - "This - is the end of you." he murmured in a deathly silent voice.
Rick didnt falter- instead he just let Horatio do what he was going to do - he knew he wasnt going to kill him.
Horatio shifted his weight. "My gun and shield." he snorted.
Rick sighed and just shook his head. "At the IAB office in my desk." he murmured. "But holding me at gun point isnt going to help you any Horatio."
Horatio pulled the gun down, and then within a moment of doing that - allowing Rick a moment of relief - he pulled the pistol back up and slammed it into his cheek - the impact was so powerful that it shattered his cheek bone.
Rick coughed - but still did not move. "Horatio - you just assaulted an officer.."
Horatio snorted. "And you assaulted a woman" his voice was all bullets.
Rick snorted now. "Y-You mean Yelena?" he shook his head- "That was over four years ago."
Horatio narrowed his eyes - stepped back one step - and holstered the clutch piece. "Your right Rick.. Statue of Limitations is not up.." he snorted -
Rick narrowed his eyes and turned lightly tapping at the blood coming from his nose- "No it isnt - I didnt admit to hurting her."
Horatio snarled. "How do I know you didnt rape her too." he snarled. Anger was showing behind his gaze.
Rick's eyes got wide. "What are you talking about? Any-- It was always consensual."
Horatio snarled again - this time raised his lips in a primal gesture. "We'll see how consensual it is when I get through with you!"