This was for Vicki's crappy day, so don't expect anything deep ;)

Horatio Caine was walking the halls, just a little hot under the collar. He'd been on the receiving end of a telephone call telling him he was expected to be elsewhere than Miami for the weekend. He hated leaving his team in the lurch.

"But I already have one team member out of town this weekend," he mentioned, turning into the break room. Eric looked up from his lunch.

"You should manage your team more efficiently then," the female voice on the other side of the phone spat.

Horatio stopped in his tracks. "With all due respect, Ma'am, how I manage my team has nothing to do with you," with that he hung up.

"Everything okay?" Eric asked with a grimace. He knew how much Horatio loathed the politics that came with the badge.

"My presence has been requested else where for the weekend," he took a bottle of water out of the fridge.

"I see, and you're worried that with Calleigh away as well the team will fail without your presence?" Eric lifted an eyebrow in away that would probably have resulted in a cuff to the head if it was too his mother. "Horatio, you've taught us well, we can handle one weekend."

Horatio smirked, his head dropping. "Hmm, is that so?"

"Sure!" He rolled up his sandwich wrapper and threw it into the bin on the opposite wall. "We're only on call this weekend, so I'm sure Ryan and myself can handle this here town."

"I guess I have to take your word for it, they want me there by tonight," he mentioned as he left a grinning Eric in his wake. He heard a "Have fun!" with a familiar sarcastic tone.


Calleigh took the key card out of the slot and groaned tiredly as the weekend bag fell from her shoulder. A journey that should have only taken a few hours had lasted almost four, and that was after a full days work. Her legs were not appreciating the extra effort.

The door hissed to a quiet close behind her as she threw her clothes onto a chair. She didn't have the energy to root through her bag for pyjamas, nevermind turn a light on.

She sank beneath the covers and slept within an instant.


It was still dark when Horatio woke. He turned beneath the covers, his cheek hitting the cold side of the pillow. His eyes fluttered open. "I managed my team," he whispered with a smile.

"I can see that, Handsome," came a weary reply. "And with all due respect, sir, you talk to me like that again and you won't be getting your presence requested anywhere near me for a long timeā€¦"

"Duly noted," Horatio chuckled, wrapping an arm around Calleigh's waist, and bringing the cover over them with the other...