Post by lucymalta on Jul 18, 2009 3:41:24 GMT -10
Ok... As promised my new story... BUT as I have said, I can't promise to post every day...
Remember... This is the story that fits between ANB and SAP...
So... WHO p****d Horatio off? All will now be revealed...
Lucy
Remembrance and Reconciliation
Chapter 1
Horatio stalked into his office and closed the door behind him, the only reason he didn’t slam it was because it was made of glass and he didn’t want it to shatter all over the place. Eric looked up from his bench where he was comparing fingerprints and then glanced over to trace, where he saw Calleigh and Ryan looking concerned. They too had seen H’s entrance that morning.
Going to the staffroom, Eric picked up his mug and filled it with coffee, Calleigh and Ryan soon joining him. “So Eric, Kate say anything to you?” Calleigh’s soft question made him turn with a shake of his head.
He sighed, “Seems that H and Mich are going through a rough patch again and judging by his mood this morning, this time the argument was a bad one…”
Ryan was a little mystified, he didn’t know Mich that well, though he did know she was very independent and self reliant. He asked if that was the problem.
Calleigh shrugged her shoulders, “It could be part of it, we all know how protective H gets of his family and friends and Mich can’t help pushing it down his throat that she is quite capable of looking after herself.”
Eric nodded, “The only thing they can seem to agree about these days is Amber…”
&&&
Horatio pushed the file to one side after signing the report, as usual his team had done a thorough job and the case was tight. There were a couple of areas which could be tricky in court, but he was confident that they would get through it well.
Pulling the next file from his pile he sighed as his eye caught the photograph. Taken the previous Christmas the smiles on his and Mich’s faces hid the tension underneath. Picking it up, he opened the drawer and put it inside, he couldn’t take it anymore, why did she have to be so d**n stubborn.
After winning the state championship for the first time the previous year, several people had come forward asking for training – either for their horses or for themselves. Mich knew that many only came because she had won and knew that the following year they would leave, but she still accepted them.
Part of him knew that it was business and that the equestrian industry was very volatile as he had learnt over the last two years. However that did not help him when he suggested to Mich that she should get extra help in the barn.
She would be up nearly every day at five to check out the horses and give them their morning feed before coming back inside to do breakfast. He and Kyra would leave soon after – him to work, Kyra to school on the bus, leaving Mich to spend a couple of hours with Amber before the Nanny came.
That had been his first battle… While Amber had been a baby, Mich would put her in her pram and take her to the barn, and put her in the office which was clean and quiet so Mich could keep an eye on her. With Nicky and Kate around, there was always someone watching over her and H, though uncomfortable with the idea, had accepted that it was ok.
However, when Amber had become mobile, he had suggested that they get someone to help. Mich had rejected the idea instantly, though H knew from Nicky and Kate that she was finding it difficult to juggle daughter and job. In the end, after several weeks of arguments, he had gone behind Mich’s back and got a part-time help to look after Amber.
Mich had flipped, but said nothing when Horatio had firmly told her that the help was here to stay. He had refused to budge on the matter and she had given in. From that day, whenever they had discussed Amber’s welfare, or her future, Mich had never argued with him. In fact, these days, Amber was the only thing they didn’t argue about…
That was part of the reason why he had gone to check his condo out a few days before… The summer tenants had left and the place was clean, it wouldn’t take him long to move his stuff back in. The night before he had been home late and Mich had been angry about it… again.
He had pointed out that it was his job and the discussion had gone steeply down hill from there. H had slept in the guest room that night and woken up early, Mich had stared when she came back from the barn, seeing him putting his things in his car.
“What are you doing…?”
“Moving back into my own place. You need space Mich and I cannot be your whipping boy any more. I’ll pass by when I can to see Amber, but I am not going to live like this…”
Mich’s face turned pale, “Horatio, please… Can we talk about this?”
H looked her in the eye, “I’ve tried… You’ve never been interested. Run your life Mich. Do what you have to do, but I can no longer be part of that.”
Getting into his car he had noticed the tears running down her face and realized how hurt she must be – Mich never cried… For a moment, he wanted to go out and hold her tightly, she still held that power over him, he still loved her, but he couldn’t go on like this.
As he turned onto the main road, he saw her in his rear view mirror, crumpling into a ball. Gritting his teeth, he kept on going.
Remember... This is the story that fits between ANB and SAP...
So... WHO p****d Horatio off? All will now be revealed...
Lucy
Remembrance and Reconciliation
Chapter 1
Horatio stalked into his office and closed the door behind him, the only reason he didn’t slam it was because it was made of glass and he didn’t want it to shatter all over the place. Eric looked up from his bench where he was comparing fingerprints and then glanced over to trace, where he saw Calleigh and Ryan looking concerned. They too had seen H’s entrance that morning.
Going to the staffroom, Eric picked up his mug and filled it with coffee, Calleigh and Ryan soon joining him. “So Eric, Kate say anything to you?” Calleigh’s soft question made him turn with a shake of his head.
He sighed, “Seems that H and Mich are going through a rough patch again and judging by his mood this morning, this time the argument was a bad one…”
Ryan was a little mystified, he didn’t know Mich that well, though he did know she was very independent and self reliant. He asked if that was the problem.
Calleigh shrugged her shoulders, “It could be part of it, we all know how protective H gets of his family and friends and Mich can’t help pushing it down his throat that she is quite capable of looking after herself.”
Eric nodded, “The only thing they can seem to agree about these days is Amber…”
&&&
Horatio pushed the file to one side after signing the report, as usual his team had done a thorough job and the case was tight. There were a couple of areas which could be tricky in court, but he was confident that they would get through it well.
Pulling the next file from his pile he sighed as his eye caught the photograph. Taken the previous Christmas the smiles on his and Mich’s faces hid the tension underneath. Picking it up, he opened the drawer and put it inside, he couldn’t take it anymore, why did she have to be so d**n stubborn.
After winning the state championship for the first time the previous year, several people had come forward asking for training – either for their horses or for themselves. Mich knew that many only came because she had won and knew that the following year they would leave, but she still accepted them.
Part of him knew that it was business and that the equestrian industry was very volatile as he had learnt over the last two years. However that did not help him when he suggested to Mich that she should get extra help in the barn.
She would be up nearly every day at five to check out the horses and give them their morning feed before coming back inside to do breakfast. He and Kyra would leave soon after – him to work, Kyra to school on the bus, leaving Mich to spend a couple of hours with Amber before the Nanny came.
That had been his first battle… While Amber had been a baby, Mich would put her in her pram and take her to the barn, and put her in the office which was clean and quiet so Mich could keep an eye on her. With Nicky and Kate around, there was always someone watching over her and H, though uncomfortable with the idea, had accepted that it was ok.
However, when Amber had become mobile, he had suggested that they get someone to help. Mich had rejected the idea instantly, though H knew from Nicky and Kate that she was finding it difficult to juggle daughter and job. In the end, after several weeks of arguments, he had gone behind Mich’s back and got a part-time help to look after Amber.
Mich had flipped, but said nothing when Horatio had firmly told her that the help was here to stay. He had refused to budge on the matter and she had given in. From that day, whenever they had discussed Amber’s welfare, or her future, Mich had never argued with him. In fact, these days, Amber was the only thing they didn’t argue about…
That was part of the reason why he had gone to check his condo out a few days before… The summer tenants had left and the place was clean, it wouldn’t take him long to move his stuff back in. The night before he had been home late and Mich had been angry about it… again.
He had pointed out that it was his job and the discussion had gone steeply down hill from there. H had slept in the guest room that night and woken up early, Mich had stared when she came back from the barn, seeing him putting his things in his car.
“What are you doing…?”
“Moving back into my own place. You need space Mich and I cannot be your whipping boy any more. I’ll pass by when I can to see Amber, but I am not going to live like this…”
Mich’s face turned pale, “Horatio, please… Can we talk about this?”
H looked her in the eye, “I’ve tried… You’ve never been interested. Run your life Mich. Do what you have to do, but I can no longer be part of that.”
Getting into his car he had noticed the tears running down her face and realized how hurt she must be – Mich never cried… For a moment, he wanted to go out and hold her tightly, she still held that power over him, he still loved her, but he couldn’t go on like this.
As he turned onto the main road, he saw her in his rear view mirror, crumpling into a ball. Gritting his teeth, he kept on going.