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Post by Dr. Anna McBreadle on Sept 2, 2009 9:30:07 GMT -10
just caught up with last two chaps (i know my last post is just after mondays chap but i posted that at the same time as lucy posted the chap so i didn't see it then)
i really do hope that Mich can control the Wolf as she says she can. hopefully Horatio can help her control it! great chap Lucy! luv sam x
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Post by deborah on Sept 3, 2009 3:07:30 GMT -10
great chapter. I hope that Horatio can help her, he needs to learn how to love her completely and do as she asked. Just be there for her when she needs him to. It should help her keep the Wolf from taking over her life totally.
Deborah
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Post by lucymalta on Sept 4, 2009 4:52:57 GMT -10
So.... Will Horatio accept his role?
Enjoy
Lucy
Chapter 44
Horatio sighed and drew Mich closer, he was not in the mood for anything except a warm shower and a good night’s sleep. Trying to give Mich a hug, his arms were blocked by the blades across her back. Mich drew both blades slowly from their place with barely a sound, as she did so, she looked up at him, her eyes soft and dark.
The next moment she dropped to her knees, the Katana resting lightly on the palms of her hands, offered to him. A short expression issued from her mouth which Horatio only knew was a form of Japanese. As she dropped her head, Mich automatically translated for him.
“I am here to serve and yours to command.”
Horatio gently took the blades from her and placed them carefully to one side, carefully kneeling down as he did so.
“Mich… You don’t need to do this.”
Sad eyes looked up at him, “I do Horatio, because if something happens to you… I will never forgive myself.”
Horatio pulled her tightly to him, “Nothing is going to happen to me.”
As tears began to slide silently down Mich’s cheeks he realised how afraid she was, not only because she might lose him, but also in losing him, she would lose herself. Lifting her face up, he kissed her softly, unprepared for the emotion that washed over him.
He was used to being a target, used to having his team work with him, but never had he expected anyone to give up everything for him. With her actions Mich was prepared to do just that and he didn’t like it. Unfortunately, he also knew that she was right.
A slight movement in his arms caught his attention and he helped Mich slide off the harness that carried her blades, as her arms were freed they settled onto his chest, her hands cupping his face. The kiss delivered to his lips was soft, barely touching and it awoke emotions that he thought had died long ago.
Though he loved Mich, part of him had always belonged to Marisol, Mich knew that, never challenged him on it, just accepting that he would never forget her. Part of him had been locked away, but now the fear of losing Mich released those feelings into the open.
Slowly he kissed her lips as if discovering her for the first time. Mich sensed the hesitancy and drew back slightly regarding him with soft curious eyes, before returning the kiss gently, understanding that something was different.
“Horatio?”
He stood and turned away from her walking to the window where he stared out into the growing darkness, feeling it clouding his mind. “I don’t like it Mich…”
Quietly she crossed the room and stood behind him, crossing her arms over his chest, leaning her head against his back. “I know, I don’t like it either. But you cannot deny it Horatio – The Lynx is coming after you.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“Because I know how she works… I studied her, learned from her. She was the best, before she turned rogue…”
“You replaced her…”
Mich nodded, “Yes… and it is part of the reason why I was sent after her.”
Horatio sighed, “I’ve never felt so helpless before… It’s my job to protect others – not be protected…”
Mich moved in front of him, looking up at a face that was creased by worry. “You must continue to do your job Horatio – any change could alert her to the fact that we know she’s here.”
“But I cannot ignore the fact that she is here… She could hurt the team…”
“That’s my job Horatio – let me worry about that.”
“And what am I supposed to do?”
“As I said earlier, do what you have done over the last few months… Help me… Protect me from myself.”
Stepping closer, Mich wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed him tenderly.
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Post by margaret1234 on Sept 4, 2009 9:37:30 GMT -10
A very emotional scene.......so Mich is going to venture into dark waters and Horatio knows he has to let her do this. This has drawn them much closer together so Horatio just do as she asks.
Great chapter Lucy.
Margaret
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Post by NV Oracle on Sept 4, 2009 12:29:47 GMT -10
Wow, very interesting chapter, Lucy. This could be very bad, potentially. Mich is going to have to keep a very tight reign on the Wolf, but with her love for Horatio, and his love for her, they will get through it.
Can't wait to see what happens next.
Your friend Oracle
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Post by gonsy on Sept 5, 2009 7:31:31 GMT -10
Great chapters Lucy! Hard times for them both, they are worried for each other. Now, what will be the next movement of the Lynx?
Gonsy
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Post by Dr. Anna McBreadle on Sept 5, 2009 8:12:40 GMT -10
very emotional and touching scene! lets hope things go alright and the Lynx can be removed! great chap! luv sam x
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Post by sanne on Sept 5, 2009 8:26:10 GMT -10
Finally caught up on most stories...only 1 more to read....... Think Mich is right in the fact that she's probably the only one able to help H, but I can imagine his hesitation. Besides this twist in the story, I'm very curious how Stacey is doing and if there's already some result in from the DNA-test.....is the stepdad the father of the baby? And if so....what will she decide...... Sandra
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Post by lucymalta on Sept 6, 2009 11:51:23 GMT -10
Busy days... Busy Days....
Enjoy
Lucy
Chapter 45
Horatio could no longer deny the emotions Mich’s kiss unleashed, but they did not hit him like a tidal wave will threaten to drown a living man. They wove their way through his body giving strength to his tired muscles, sharpening his instincts, clearing his mind.
Returning Mich’s kiss, he could feel her lean into him, could feel the sigh as it floated through her body, but noted that she waited for him to make the next move. Slowly he traced his fingertips around her face, barely touching the skin. Watching to see her reaction.
Mich was frozen in time and space as Horatio made his blind man’s survey of her forehead, eyes, nose and cheeks. She inhaled as his fingers drifted lazily along her jaw and came to rest on her chin, one finger stopping on her lips was rewarded with the lightest of kisses.
His hands continued tracing the outline of her, drifting down her neck as her eyes closed, yet still she didn’t move, her hands still resting on his waist. “Mich…”
Her lips met his, responding to the request he made.
This time it was not Horatio that took the lead, Mich sensed the hesitancy, the pain that he could not fight for himself, the worry that someone else had to do it for him. Slowly she removed his shirt and pushed him gently towards the bed, where, once he had lied down, she began to massage his back with the oil she had taken from the dressing table.
Slowly she began to knead his back and lateral muscles, feeling the tension underneath. She sighed, for Horatio to be able to help her, she first needed to help him. Gradually she increased the pressure and the muscles started to soften and yield, Horatio’s breathing slowing and becoming deeper.
She paused for a moment and smiled, her massage had totally relaxed Horatio and he had all but fallen asleep. Before she did so, she nudged him over and undid his belt carefully removing his trousers and hanging them over the back of the chair.
Without warning, a pair of arms slid round her waist, a pair of lips crawling their way up the side of her neck to her hairline just behind her ear. Mich inhaled deeply and chuckled, “I thought you were falling asleep…”
She could sense the smile on Horatio’s lips as his voice murmured into her ear, “I was, but you stopped just in time…”
“Oh?”
Horatio’s answer was another set of kisses that floated across her shoulder, leaning back into him, her eyes closing, she felt his grip tightening around her waist. It was one thing she loved about him, the hidden strength in his arms. H was deceptively strong, Mich having found out one day when he was helping her move a few things around the barn. What she loved the most was the way Horatio never used that strength against her, yet she could still feel its presence just under the surface.
Turning, she smiled shyly and tucked in close to him before lifting her head and giving him a soft kiss on the jaw. For a moment they stood, foreheads touching, each knowing that ahead of them lay a trial like no other.
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Horatio sighed, Mich finally asleep in his arms. Her massage had certainly eased the tension in his muscles and the hot shower that they had shared had continued that work. They had both returned to the bedroom, but apart from a cheeky wink from Mich that had made him chuckle, they had done nothing more than share their thoughts and wishes for the future.
At one point Mich had become upset, angry that the Lynx had come along and spoilt what she felt was the beginning of a new life for her. “You have to understand Horatio – I thought that I would never be able to find someone… I thought that it would just be Kyra and I, and now, when I could finally believe that I can be ordinary, have an ordinary life, the Lynx comes along and destroys it all…”
Horatio had tightened his grip around her, pulling her close, his voice quiet. “She hasn’t destroyed it yet sweetheart. Maybe we were both mistaken in thinking that we could rid ourselves of the Wolf completely. She is part of you… Maybe we just need to ask her to back off a little…”
Mich had sighed and said nothing and he left her with her thoughts, his own mind taking him in a different direction. As her breathing fell into a slower deeper rhythm, Horatio too fell asleep.
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Post by Dr. Anna McBreadle on Sept 6, 2009 12:12:58 GMT -10
wow, that was very intense! helping each other to relax and unwind will certainly help the situation. i just hope the Wolf can stay controled but with Horatio by her side i am sure Mich will be okay! lets hope she can get the Lynx and then they can both get on with their lives! great chap! luv sam x
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Post by sanne on Sept 6, 2009 19:50:09 GMT -10
I'm sure it won't be an easy thing and the Lynx will escape once or maybe even twice, but in the end I'm sure they'll be able to catch her. THEY.....yes...because Mich can't do it alone and neither can H...they need each other and the team to sort this out. Sandra
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Post by margaret1234 on Sept 6, 2009 23:39:52 GMT -10
Well Mich has failed to get the Lynx twice before even as the then very determined Wolf, so I presume she will need help this time. That will of course mean help from Horatio and the team.That is if she stays controlled enough to let them help. Think Horatio has a job on his hands here........but, we will see. They certainly had a nice relaxing time together, hope this bodes well for the future.
Great chapter Lucy.
Margaret
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Post by deborah on Sept 7, 2009 4:15:18 GMT -10
I think that she will get that help some how. She will have it at hand when asked for. I hope that the two of them will be able to keep the wolf under control by helping each other with the resources that they have at hand. Also I think that their love for one another will keep them on track for the duration of the situation.
Deborah
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Post by gonsy on Sept 7, 2009 9:42:35 GMT -10
Very nice chapter Lucy. The situation is affecting their life, buy they both have to accept that her past is still there (and always will be).
Gonsy
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Post by lucymalta on Sept 8, 2009 2:50:01 GMT -10
So..Will the answers come?
Enjoy
Lucy
Chapter 46
Across the city, a dark suited figure moved easily and stealthily across the rooftops. Dark hair kept conveniently short she moved with a gymnasts athleticism and grace. Pausing to scout the streets below, she pondered on what she had seen that afternoon.
Her target had left the PD a little before noon, a worried look on his face and returned about an hour later, still concerned but apparently happier. Part of that reason seemed to be the woman at his side, but she was not troubled about that.
What worried her most was the apparent lack of interest in the killings that she had recently orchestrated. Sure, the CSI unit had become involved and the Lieutenant himself had turned up to a couple of the scenes – but not many.
She paused and sat on the edge of the apartment block she had just crossed. Thoughtfully she went back over the recent kills, remembering the times that were associated with each. It dawned on her almost immediately that maybe some of the kills may not have been investigated by the lieutenant’s team. Could she have been too hasty in her approach to this task?
A slow smile spread across her face as she checked her mental notes. Listening on the police scanner to the police reports, she had started to identify the voices of the red-head’s team and then watched the PD carefully to put faces to those voices, names to the faces.
After a few minutes she was done thinking, realising that of the nine kills, his team had only been called to four. It was time to narrow her target field and tighten the net. Moving into a familiar territory, she started moving around, looking for her identified target.
Checking her watch, she realised it was still early – only 1 am. Either this kill had to be well hidden – or she would have to wait later to be sure the day shift crew would find it. Spotting the man she was after, she decided on the former when she saw the dumpster nearby. From her knowledge of the area, she knew it would be emptied at around 8am.
She returned the knife to its place on her arm – it was time to change MO before she moved into the next territory. Lifting her small crossbow, she took aim and fired the poisoned dart into the back of the man’s neck at a range of about 10 metres – using the night sight to help her accuracy.
The man was heavier than she had thought so instead of lifting him into the dumpster, she rolled him underneath it – he would still be spotted at around the right time, she was sure. Walking around carefully, she started to eliminate any possible evidence that might give away her identity. In about an hour she was ready and slowly retraced her steps, before moving on.
New area, new target. Soon the Lieutenant would be the one in her sights.
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Horatio allowed a soft smile to cross his face as he heard the judges decision, Carl Keaton would be disappearing into Rykers for quite some time…
Stacey would need help with her baby – when checked out by the doctor, it had been discovered that the teenager was too far along for termination to be legally possible. He was in two minds about whether he agreed with the situation or not.
While his belief cried out against it, his moral judgement asked whether Stacey was psychologically prepared for such a change to her life. When Mich had found out she was pregnant with Amber he had been afraid that she would terminate the pregnancy – and would have probably tried to change her mind. However, this was a completely different situation – and Mich had wanted Amber just as much as he did…
Stacey and her mother were responding well to the counselling at the Atalanta Foundation and Natalia had gone there several times to talk to them. At first the organisation had been wary of allowing the police through their doors, but by being frank about her own history and giving assurances that she was only there to help, the young CSI had gained their trust.
Horatio was happy about that outcome and had met the organisation’s founder, an instant rapport springing up between them. He knew then that he had something to offer other women at risk – a safe haven to which they could run.
As he left the courthouse the smile spread into a grin. Chuckling to himself he wondered if they would be able to cope with Mich… A sudden thought struck him, how had he managed to cope? Certainly they had gone through a bad time – but that had merely been down to the fact that Mich been afraid to talk about her experiences – her life before they met.
Since she had opened up to him, and he had accepted who she was all the other little niggly problems had evaporated. Certainly Mich was still her independent self, but he realised that she turned to him for advice on many occasions – even when they were having trouble with their relationship. He gave a soft sigh and shook his head, now understanding why she had been so upset the night before.
This business with the Lynx had shaken her, he still wasn’t one hundred per cent sure that he was the target – but Mich seemed convinced – and she knew how this assassin worked. If Mich was sure… Climbing into the Hummer, he didn’t take his usual route back to the PD. One thing was certain, the more random his actions – the more changes he made to his routine, the harder the target he became.
At least he was doing something to protect himself – and that made him a lot happier than leaving it completely to Mich.
Her eyes narrowed, the brunette followed the Hummer to within two blocks of the PD. Why had the Lieutenant chosen this different route back? Had he needed time to think before returning to his office? Had he needed to check something out?
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