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Static
by Sandra Solaria Dees
Speedle smiled softly as he watched his lover sleeping. Horatio was curled up on the couch, the tv glowing with the static of a station gone off air, highlighting his red hair. Tim pulled a blanket over the other man's body and got a slight smile from the sleeping man.
Tim leaned over and kissed his forehead and then his lips.
"I love you, H."
"I love you too, Tim," was murmured from the still slumbering CSI. "I miss you. I wish you were here."
"I am here. Always."
Horatio jerked awake on the couch to find the living room empty, the tv glowing with the static of a station gone off air. He looked down at the blanket he was covered with that hadn't been there when he'd fallen asleep and began to cry.
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