Thank you everyone for reading Like Horatio, Like Madison. Now it's the sequel. I do not own CSI: Miami or its characters, only the situations I put them in.

Madison rolled over in her bed and blinked. The rays of the morning sun filtered in through the blinds in her bedroom window. She slowly sat up and stretched and yawned. She inhaled deeply and smelled the aroma of bacon, eggs, and waffles and coffee being fixed in the kitchen. Madison smiled to herself as she thought, Uncle Horatio is up.

Madison threw her covers off of her as she stood up and stretched again. She walked to her bathroom where she used the toilet, showered, and got ready for the day. She ambered into the kitchen an hour later and saw her Uncle Horatio on the lanai sipping at his coffee with a plate of bacon, eggs, and a waffle reading the paper.

She looked down at the dining room table and saw that he had prepared a plate for her too and it was still hot. Madison walked to the fridge and got out a Starbuck's Frappicino that she had just recently fallen in love with thanks to Jake, picked up her plate, and joined him on the lanai.

He glanced up from his paper at her and said, "Good morning, sweetheart. Did you sleep well?"

"As always," Madison replied and tucked herself in.

On the front of the paper that he was reading, Madison read the article title which said, "School shooting at Ft. Lauderdale high school; two students killed, three others wounded".

Madison grimaced as she read it. She shuddered a little bit and Horatio saw it. Concerned he turned the paper over to see what she had saw, and he too caught sight of the article. With a sympathetic look on his face, Horatio folded up the paper and put it aside on the ground.

It had a little less than a year ago when Ralph Ambers charged into Madison's school and almost took her away from him. He had been so scared that he would lose Madison; that had been the scariest moment in his life. Ever since then, and much to her dismay, Horatio had always had eyes on her, whether they were his own or one of his team members.

However, since the attempt on her life, Madison was a happy and normal teenager starting her junior year in high school and who would be seventeen in December. Horatio stared at her in disbelief. It was hard for him to think that Madison would soon be seventeen and that in a two years time she would be starting college away from him and his protection, and he would be alone again with nothing but work to keep him company.

Madison looked up from eating and met his gaze. She stared down at her breakfast again as she said, "You're staring."

Horatio blinked and looked down at his own plate and muttered, "I'm sorry, sweetheart."

Madison sat down her fork and stared at her uncle. Lately he had been so overprotective and sad. She tried everything she could to console him, make him talk to her about, but he would just smile, look sideways at her, and tell her that he was fine and not to worry. Madison knew better than that, and she had a pretty good idea what his problem was, he would soon be alone. At least, she figured that was part of it.

For some time now, Madison had been forming a plan along with Jake, Tiffany, and JJ to get Horatio with someone. Madison had not brought this fact to Horatio's attention because she feared that he would immediately reject the idea of Madison and her friends finding him a girlfriend and be just as sad and alone as he was now.

"Uncle Horatio, I was not born yesterday. Now, I know something is wrong with you. I wish you would confide in me so I could help you."

"Sweetheart, you can't help me," Horatio whispered softly, smiling at the genuine concern on Madison's face, "but I appreciate you wanting too."

"So there is something wrong," Madison snapped, leaning back in her chair as she watched in triumph as Horatio raised his eyebrows, realizing what he had just admitted.

Horatio smiled even more as he said amazed, "You're getting good at this, Madison."

Madison smiled herself and said, "I hope I'm getting better if I hope to someday be a CSI."

At that moment, Horatio's cell phone rang. Horatio pulled his phone out of his pants pocket and said in authority, "Horatio here."

Horatio nodded and said, "I'll be right there, Eric."

Madison was staring at Horatio with interest as he closed his phone, returned it to his pocket, and stood up. He took his plate and walked back into the kitchen with Madison remaining on the lanai. After Horatio had put his plate in the dishwasher, he went back out to the lanai where he addressed Madison, "That was Eric and there was a murder along the beach. Now, I don't know how long this will take so if you need anything; give me a call on my cell."

"Alright," Madison sighed. She had hoped that she and Horatio could at least spend a Saturday together, but Madison knew better than anybody that crime in Miami never sleeps.

Horatio heard her disappointment as clearly as he saw her nose on her face. He sighed as he said, "Madison, I'll make it up to you, I promise, sweetheart. Now, what are you going to do today?"

"Oh, probably not much," Madison answered. "I'll probably call up Jake, Tiffany, and JJ, and see if they want to do anything."

"Well, if you do anything give me a call," Horatio ordered, bending down and kissing Madison on top of her head. He walked back through the house grabbing his jacket, badge, and service pistol and went out the front door. When Madison heard Horatio drive away, Madison got out her cell phone and called Jake.

"Hey Jake it's Madison," Madison said as soon as Jake picked up. "Uncle Horatio just left so you can come over and we can talk."

"Ok, Maddie," Jake replied. "Give me ten minutes and I'll be right over. I have some possible women to fix your uncle up with."

"Great," Madison said happily, "before you come over, could you get Tiffany's and JJ's lists too?"

"Sure, Maddie," Jake said, "I'll be right there."

Madison hung up and looked at the rising sun coming up in the east and decided today was going to be a good day.