This story I published under my pseudonym Ancoho in FanfictionNet. So from me and not stolen.
Horatio heard JB, no question. I have nothing of it if I borrow the figure, except the pleasure of writing.
Do you like cats?
Close Encounters
It was late in the evening, when Horatio tired and exhausted from work to come home. A bit jittery, he fumbled in his pocket for the key. Where the crap lies just? " Tired he looked in every pocket of his suit. At last he felt the key to his safety lock in the fingers. As the outside light, sometimes not functioning again, it was too dark for the lock to make the start. While he fumbled with his fingers to the opening, he suddenly had the feeling that he observed to be. His neck hair stood up. Carefully, he turned and tried to see something in the dark front yard. Finally, he was in a account of the bushes which adorned the estate, a small dark shadow. , Uff, 'the sigh came from the soul. , It's only a cat. What am I but a hero that I am already nervous when a small Stubentieger near as. " At last his efforts were successful and Horatio could open the door. Relieved, he entered his apartment.
Night Visitors
was in the next three quarters of an hour he busy himself and his house a bit to get into shape. Showering, changing clothes and then some cleaning up. While he showered, his apartment was by air, he had opened all the windows wide. Although he lived on the ground floor, he was not afraid of burglars. The residence was protected, had security guards and a concierge. The hair still slightly wet with water and a towel around his shoulders, he came to his small kitchen to fetch some food from the refrigerator. With an effort he stared at his stores and trying to decide what was the fastest to prepare and what to take. Here he heard two soft flop on the living room floor. Two cats had used the occasion and came through the open window in the apartment. A small black and a slightly larger, red cat. Both hurrying now happily in the kitchen to help the man about to find some food in the refrigerator. Both Horatio wandered around the legs, a left and another right. Horatio, still barefoot, from showering, made a startled hop and landed almost in the refrigerator. "Phew, you almost got me scared to death, you little beasts," he exclaimed loudly, "what are you doing here and how did you get in?"
With wild heart pounding, he looked around. Well, as they had entered was surely obvious. His own fault, after he himself had opened his window so inviting. These cats he had never seen before in the neighborhood, they had to be new. They probably belonged to the new tenant, the last few days pottering in the apartment on the first floor. Because he always came home late, he had seen anyone yet.
How many?
Horatio liked cats, but this really was a bit scary. Meanwhile, there were five cats. The first two were apparently only been in the vanguard. In no time he had five different cats in his living room, it was almost like a small invasion. There were a big fat black and white cat who is really rude to jostle to the front, a typical Siamese with blue eyes, slender and graceful. In addition, a gray-black getiegerte and somehow majestic looking cat. The five were as different as it only went, but had no problems begging for food together at Horatio and staring at him hungrily. , Somehow it's funny, 'he thought with a smile on my face, I feel somewhat besieged. " But he had no problem with fur faces, he liked cats, and enjoyed the company of Five.
invasion
Satisfied and tired of Horatio was sitting on his sofa. , A bit strange this is already what I experience right here, 'he thought wearily. , A husband and five cats sitting together on a sofa. Looks determined from funny. " They had eaten. He himself had finally found a radical inertia that Alexx had given him yesterday, and for the cats he had taken two cans of tuna, natural 'from his store. Thus, the five had been more than satisfied.
Now they lay, purring loudly and preening next to him on the sofa, were squatting in front of his feet, and was even on his lap. It was the little black cat who had been so brave and had settled comfortably on his thighs. The Red was next to him and the Siamese cat snuggled close to his striped sofa cushions. Then there was still the gray-striped, the mysterious and seriously at his feet sat and looked at him sternly. The big cat was trying to make the Siamese cat the seat next to the pillows in dispute. , A real bully, "thought Horatio.
A meeting of the Old Egyptians
The gentle purr of the cat, the noise they made at the busy licking their fur, the warmth that spread their little bodies lulled, the man almost in his sleep. His eyelids were heavy and he began to relax. But this evening was not over yet and obviously had the fate intended for him today a sleepless night, because suddenly was a sound heard at the window. Horatio woke up and could make a movement out there. Alarmed, he jumped up, and five cats around him were also awake, there was a ring already on his doorstep. , That will probably be the owner of this little society, 'he guessed, and hurried to the door. He had hardly opened when a small dark-haired and very energetic person seized the opportunity and immediately began to persuade him. "Hello, good evening " said the woman, without any embarrassment she pushed him to the side so that she could see into the room. "There you are, you villains!" She cried out and knelt on the floor the five cats that were now all around her and pushed her. "What you're just as bad mannered beasts, just to get away Sun I've been so worried, where could put her well. "They all patted thoroughly, then got up and looked at the man.
"Sorry, I'm Irene, her new neighbor from the first floor. I was just a little careless moment, because I have cut down the five. A naughty band they are! "Lovingly looked down on the strays. She made only a slight pause in speech, and Horatio had no chance to say something.
"May I introduce you?" The Red there, that's Princess Theti, this fat pad is Prince Tut and the gray is Queen Sam-Ira. "In turn, she pointed to all, then the Siamese cat.
"This is Nefertiti, known Nofre and the little black dress here" - she looked frowning at the little black cat rubbed against Horatio's legs - "is Prince Essing Kyra. She is afraid of other people besides me and hides above all men. "
Horatio took a deep breath to say something, but he had no chance.
"Oh, please excuse the invasion of such a late time, we are now away, thank you, that they have paid attention to the little band, "Irene, the five cats shooed out the door, turned around again and smiled at the man before she closed behind him.
Horatio was standing in the room, his mouth still open, say at least resistance to seeing. , Bang ', his door was closed and he was alone and be told: "Please, no cause is, but like to happen." Into the empty rooms inside. next
accidents and other risks
of Lieutenant encounter with the little fur faces was more painful and uncomfortable for him. It was almost evening before his door arrived, both arms full of files and papers that he wanted to go home yet, with fingers of right hand in his pocket, to search for his keys, when the little Kyra from the bush before his entrance shot and him between the legs, ran to greet him joyfully. Startled and anxious, not to connect and also drop the files can not, he tripped and landed roughly on his knees and then had her, painful groan, falling to the side. His knees hurt like hell, and he had the shin somehow triggered. The hands are still full of the documents, he was in pain face on the floor in front of his apartment, a picture of misery. Kyra Klein sat in front of him and watched him lovingly in his eyes. Damn, and sewn, it hurt! " Only the awareness that he was publicly here on the way stopped him from swearing loudly and moaning. , Oh great, apparently I'm bleeding too, 'he remarked in horror as he felt a warm liquid on his shin. , A great hero I am, brought down by a small cat. "
While he was still somewhat stunned by the pain, as he probably should get back on its feet, suddenly the new neighbor came running around the corner.
"Oh Kyra, you little vicious cat, what have you been back? You can make up for a second sight "So saying, she sat down beside him and asked him anxiously:" Have you hurt yourself? Wait, I help them on the same. Give me your house key so I can bring in the files. "She quickly took the stunned man as the key from his fingers, grabbed the papers and brought them to his apartment. She was soon back and helped him get up.
"I think they bleed because of the leg," she said and invited him to rely on her shoulder. Horatio was grateful for the support and hobbled from Irene's side in his living room. They steered him to the sofa, helped him take off his pants to his shin injury on view.
"It is not a deep wound, the bone does not seem to hurt, is rapidly heal. Where they have their bandages? Probably in the bathroom? "They did not wait until its reply, got out of the bathroom plaster, disinfectant and a bandage. Sent, provided her leg, cleaned the wound and had nursing him in no time.
"Is it better now?" She looked at him, smiling and calling. As Horatio said, her eyes still nothing was worried. "Have she also initiated the head, they have a headache? "Horatio was stupefied and could not think clearly. Before he could think about his reply, he slipped out the words.
"Is that always with you as soon get a man out of his pants?" Self appalled by his words, he stared at the friendly neighbor.
"Well," the expression on Irene's face changed from a troubled offense. "I can see that you are quite confused. Relax something that comes with the leg soon be better. "Without another word she got up from the sofa and left his apartment, not without Kyra take. The door closed behind her, with emphasis on the sofa and the man thought tortured, 'What are you an idiot, Horatio Caine'!
The male ego
, I've thoroughly messed up, "thought the man rather distressed. He sat exhausted on the sofa, hurt his knee and even more painful to realize that he had before as a boorish Klotz offended neighbor, he was rushed so quickly to help. Irene had something about him that unsettled him. Not only is he with her hardly have a voice came, she had an energetic and resolute manner, which allows him almost impossible made to act like he was accustomed to. I am the strong one, and normally help others with their problems, I'm just not used to that you have to take care of me. " That was a weak excuse for his behavior, but better than nothing. , It has also surprised me. "
He sighed deeply. They were all just stupid excuses. He had behaved impossible and he did not want to be lying down. He found Irene very cute and attractive. How old was he could not estimate, however, it was at an age where a woman between 40 and 50 years could be old and it was difficult to estimate. That was not necessary, anyway, he gave no evidence, moreover, he himself was already over 50 yes, that is not as wet behind the ears. Had he thought in any case so far. But something about this woman led him to behave like a teenager. He had to make up for what is strictly and soon, otherwise he would never forgive the. The idea to help her renovate it came to mind, but then he remembered his aching knees, and he rejected the idea. But then he had a brainstorm and a smile lit up his face. Yes, good idea, "he thought, so I can help her, while iron out my mistakes."
A new beginning?
later one day, Horatio had come home late, but earlier than usual, he quickly had a fresh, put on something comfortable, and left his apartment. From the first floor came a knocking and hammering, that was close to the renovations. He rang the door, and opened as Irene he began immediately to talk, so she could not go back to the word.
"Hi, I thought to myself that I can apologize to them and make up for my mistakes of yesterday. But you can probably work much better when the five young Egyptians emphasize not their feet, also These may still not come to stock up on supplies. What do they think when I take the five in my care and they themselves also invite to dinner, it would be my pleasure. "Some of the breathless tirade he looked at the woman. She had paint marks on the forehead and nose, something like red or pink. She wore a wide plaid men's shirt that had seen better days, plus a washed-out jeans. She was barefoot, his feet just sprinkled with color as her face.
A small pause and Horatio began to feel unwell. The woman looked at him thoughtfully. As he stood before her, he had something of a little boy themselves, who planned a surprise and was curious, how she would arrive. Irene frowned and looked him directly in the blue eyes.
"Hello, good evening too. Incidentally, my name is Irene Summers. "Looked invitingly at Horatio. The snorted inwardly. So excited he had smooth the simplest rules of courtesy forgotten. This woman took him from the rest, whether he was now good or not. He took a deep breath and then made it but to bring his concerns to the woman.
"Excuse me again please. My name is Horatio Caine, and I would like now to invite to a meal, so I made my stupid mistake yesterday can create the world. And the cats know me, they will feel comfortable with me and do not hinder me. What do you say? "He looked at her pleadingly, his nicest smile.
hopeful With a small saw Irene at the man who had it radiate a head taller than his boyish charm with turquoise eyes. He had red hair and his face and hands were covered with freckles. He knew about the effect of sunspots and his eyes, that much was clear. But he was right, maybe she needed his help, because the little beasts had several times made sure that their work could not bring to an end and even more work than they had before, because they ran continuously through the paint.
"All right," the woman said with a sigh. "You have won. I have bought nothing and would also be happy for a while to have the five of the feet. Take the best tandem, I give them the baskets and the litter boxes and that is OK? And for supper I'm happy, but I bring a good wine. Do you like red wine? "
you looked at in asking and Horatio nodded, pleased that his plan had worked so well. With the cats he would cope well and on the dinner he was happy because it could he iron out his stupid mistake again. Glad he took the five pets receive and limped to the elevator, two of the band on the arms, the other three ran along beside him, very happy and excited because she treats him again hoped.
"infidelity little beasts," Irene murmured behind them and then called out loudly: "But watch them on Horatio, they save her leg, and not drop it again."
A real conversation
This evening it was better for the lieutenant, if you take it refrained, that his leg did still hurt like hell. He had collaborated with the cats in the afternoon spent and they had hardly bothered him, sat and lay around him in the living room, where he went through his files at the table and doing long training necessary paperwork. He and Irene had agreed to 21 clock, they wanted as long as possible to emphasize the room so that she was ready for the next and nothing more to fear from cats had.
Now he began to prepare supper. He was an Italian salad with arugula, feta cheese and olives, also a bit of turkey breast. He had pita bread, that he wanted the salad. While he still set the table for two and not a romantic candle forgot rang it already on his doorstep. Irene had brought the promised wine, and soon the two were sitting at the table and let it taste after they had fed the cats band with food.
then made the two a seat on his sofa, each with a glass of wine. The atmosphere was relaxed and solved, both enjoyed the evening ceremony. They talked well, Horatio found out that Irene was a teacher at the local university, she taught history and creative writing. Their preferred area were the ancient Egyptians, which did not surprise him, after she had given the cat out unusual name.
Can " I guess what they do, Irene said after a while? I guess they are either a cop or a psychologist or a private investigator. "Horatio looked at large. "Yes," said the woman on the same, they scrutinize me very hard and accurate, the whole time, and I think that their profession should be in this area. "She smiled slightly to the above that a little to take the field . "Do not blame me, but I'm very direct and all fear my findings. I'm at an age where one is not so much in polite banter. "
" Well, "the man said with a slight smile," excuse You when I stared at her. I'm actually at the lieutenant MDPD, a CSI, to be exact, and also a policeman. In my profession, one tries to look at the people behind the forehead. You get a view of whether they are telling the truth or lies. Unfortunately, I suppose this behavior often with in my private life, where it now belongs not really. "
" And, "the woman said suddenly with a big grin on his face," I have convinced you that I am not a of which I, like every man to take off his pants to make it with him? "Laughing, she stood up from the sofa and said to the speechless man, who with open Staring at her mouth: "It is time for me to go up, it's already after midnight. Thank you, that they want to keep the cats any longer, I may cancel quietly to an end. "And with these words she was Horatio back once more by surprise, left him no time to recover and left the apartment, but this time without the to pop door. Horatio stared after her, not knowing whether to be angry or amused, at the moment he was touched and embarrassed just embarrassing. She had run over him again, like the times before, and he felt like a teenager again, which was still wet behind the ears. This woman was definitely him, there was nothing to shake it.
everyday
In the next few days he did not see much of Irene, he had much to do and she was obviously still working on the renovation, she had also asked him to keep the cats for this week yet because they had taken a surprise, a seminar for a colleague and she wanted to leave the cats alone for too long in the confusion that still prevailed in her apartment, alone.
The man and the cats got along well with each other, the animals were very well behaved when times of King Tut and his refrained still rowdy behavior. Here in a housing complex could also be the cats from time to time out, this was all guards and all the neighbors tolerate pets. Irene had told him that this was one reason why she had just such an investment.
"I had enough to shoot with complaints about the cats and threats to them or to make other bad things with them," was Irene told him at dinner, "several times one of the animals was injured home, and I was just sorry, wanted more peace and security for the kids. "
Anyway here was all right and Horatio had grown accustomed to the presence of animals became a routine in their care and enjoyed the time with them when he sat on his couch and was working or watching television. Such a little purring balls of fur was really something soothing and Kyra was always the first that it was comfortable on his lap. Rarely, there were disputes among them, Prince Tut never slept with Sam-Ira Queen, she could hold him solely by their looks in check. Kyra he was gracious in peace, it was probably too small and did not count for him. Now and then he fought with the Siamese, but was always quick with him and finished him then haughtily turns its back, it is enjoyable and was cleaning it at all ignored, as if nothing would happen. With the red cat, Princess Theti, he concocted some nonsense made up and that was one of the few times that Horatio had to be louder and the two called to order. But they were quick to love again rubbed on his legs and begging for treats. "Yes," the man thought, amazed that I could get used to the little beasts, it's nice to come home and to be greeted by someone. "
A basket
how much he had grown used to the cats saw Horatio, as Irene finally came and all was again in her apartment, the seminar was over and the apartment almost finished, and hardly any mess that could last five to move into their new realm for good.
Now he was alone again and he did not like at all. He was not an unsociable man, but his work and the long hours it had been prevented, that he had longer tied to someone. Of course, he had had relationships that were really failed at his job and his dedication to the profession. Marisol was then arrived and he had resolved to be there for her and her to make life as comfortable as possible. Her tragic death was a very painful memory loss and that he would not soon overcome, and the events thereafter bestowed he often has sleepless nights and nightmares. All this was now but two years ago and he began to wonder whether he would remain alone forever, it was a bit boring, spending every free weekend at home and there to do the paperwork or watching television. It was hard for him to admit it even try to go, but Horatio felt lonely sometimes, and longed for female company.
Having now his own house was so suddenly got rid of, he noticed how empty the apartment without the gentle household was, and he decided, but to simply ask Irene if she at the weekend do not do something with him wanted . As far as he had seen she was alone, got no visits had only now and then because the students who came to their advice and assistance in their duties.
It was Friday, the weekend would be long again and suddenly he had no more desire to spend it with television and records review. So he took up his courage and rang in the new neighbor to ask her if she would go out with him.
She listened patiently to what he had to say, even though she was obviously in my thoughts somewhere else, the Horatio looked on, as she opened the door. What he heard then was, then, accordingly, "Oh, it's this week extremely unfavorable, do I still have so much and the evenings are just too important for me and the cats, after all I've left it alone for so long, they must first settle here and I want to take care of me extensively about her. Thank you for the invitation, "she looked pleadingly at him with an apologetic smile," but I was forced to cancel for this time. ? I hope you are not angry "She had the door almost back to said through the gap," I will avenge me soon you for your help, I will get back to you "and he was laid off a bit rude and. he thought cynically that he was well Just get used to it would have that this woman did with him what she wanted. Well, need I got it finally does not, then do not. " A little hurt over the basket, he went down to his apartment, with a sigh he thought of a lonely weekend with his papers and found that suddenly quite unbearable. He decided to call Frank, they could go to a bar, at least something.
progress
It was a week later when, on Friday evening suddenly rang at his door. He had just showered, it had then been in jeans and T-shirt comfortable in front of the television, a glass of Scotch in front of him. Surprised, he got up and opened his front door. At the sight he was not prepared. It was Irene. She was dressed in elegant and festive, wore a gray trousers and a burgundy red long-sleeved blouse, with a small embroidery next to the button bar. She had a new haircut, short and frayed, the oval face brought her to advantage. Discreetly watched made-from her as if she had dressed for a concert or the opera.
"Good evening, Horatio," she greeted him warmly and smiled at him with her warm brown eyes, "I hope you have time for me tonight. I have reserved a table in the new restaurant, for 21 clock and we have to hurry if we want to be there on time. "She looked at him encouragingly. "They certainly have something suitable to wear, I see you in 10 minutes prior to your door. See that you get in your pants. "She laughed softly and let the man in the open doorway.
He did not take long to recover from the shock. To hell with any conventions or rules of the game between man and woman, this is here promised to be interesting and he would not squander this opportunity by this woman that he had to wait too long. He quickly moved to go would be midnight blue suit and white shirt. Quick He made your way around and ran the comb through the red hair. , I hope you can smell the alcohol not as yet ', he thought a bit worried, but he had only drunk a glass and no more. As a precaution, he was cleaning the teeth more quickly and was ready for the adventure.
Life can be so beautiful
After this evening it was good between the two neighbors, they had a lot to tell and were very sympathetic. Irene was amusing and intelligent talk about her work, she loved about her colleagues and the students in fun move here, but their stories were never malicious in itself and one could tell that she loved her work and the people with whom they had to do it there. If the subject happened to come to Egypt, she was unstoppable and could tell interesting things. As Horatio had always been interested in history, he heard her and was happy to teach. He himself told little of the work he had done often with the worst people and that was simply not an issue for an appointment. Now and then he mentioned a case on which he worked, settled about the wickedness of the people, but also how much some people love their family and therefore kept together. He had often seen in court that members came and mutually supported.
was eating a habit that the two met at least once a week, either if it were once again too late now for cooking, or they went for long walks on the beach, morning or evening, both loved it, hours on Wellensaum go along and to maintain it. Nothing more happened between the two. They were grown men, both had failed relationships behind him and had become cautious, the feelings had to develop slowly, you had nothing to rush things. Both felt however, that develop from their friendship was over, they were very sympathetic and were on the same wavelength. Everything was possible.
Do you like cats?
this evening had made one of her long walks, the sunset was breathtaking, and they had talked for hours. The night was mild and romantic, and finally both were sitting in the sand and kissed. It was just done as a matter of course, both felt comfortable and wanted more. Well, at least that was the plan, but a sudden onset of rain was all romantic feelings for the time being destroyed, and both watched as quickly as possible to come back home. When they arrived at a housing complex, they were clammy and sweaty. Fortunately the rain was warm this time of year, only the wet clothes was nevertheless unpleasant. So it was perfectly fine home quickly take off everything and go into the shower - together. A wonderful sequel to a romantic evening and Horatio believed himself in heaven. They made it after showering in Irene's bedroom cozy with a bottle of wine, kissing was passion and desire and finally combined the two in fondling and touching and had the pleasure its course.
Horatio tried to rule as long as possible and to enjoy, he fondled the woman under him and tenderly finally, her movements became faster, the moaning louder and the words meaningless. Completely absorbed in the act, with closed eyes Horatio moved with strength and determination - to - until he suddenly felt a weight on his back and the pain of many small claws, which pierced into his back. Horrified, the man shook himself and tried to get off his back Prince Tut, who apparently believed that up there, a better view of the employed would be to find a pair.
He jumped and the cat jumped on him, not without an indignant roar. Offended twisted into the cat to the open door, the four other cats as well as spectators interested in the events and were followed in the bedroom. Horatio felt his blood running down his back and red-faced, he turned to Irene, uttering a loud curse. The woman was lying on the bed, his face buried in the pillow, the shoulders shrugged.
"Oh my God, I hurt you?" Said he worried and bent over her to see her face can. No, Irene had not hurt - they laughed helplessly, trying to stifle the sounds with the pillow. Her head was also very red and she tried to say something, but failed in their laughter, they no longer could not suppress. Horatio looked at her injured, a sight of misery, naked and wounded. Irene had to laugh more, they got not one, and the tears flowed over her cheeks. The cats stared at the two and wondered sure if its owner had now become totally crazy.
Finally, did the laughter is effective, it is ultimately contagious. The comedy in this grotesque situation Horatio was not hidden at Irene's and he agreed with a laugh, sat down beside her on the bed and took her in his arms. When the two finally were able to calm down after a while, the woman stood up and pulled the bandages from the bathroom, while the cats chased by the Door closed off and this emphatically. Then she bent lovingly over the battered man's back and asked, still with a smile in his voice: "Do you like cats, Horatio?"
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