Here it is!. I would like to thank you my beta reader Harold Finch and Grace Luvr :) Now my stories won't have mistakes!

And I would like to thank you Jasmine105 for her advice, thank you so much!

I'm a lil stuck with the end of this story...It'll have one or two chapters more.

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- "Is it true, Uncle Horatio?" - Ray asked as he grabbed the plate of toast that the redhead handed him.

- "What, buddy?"

- "That the man who kidnapped you ... is... is your dad?" - he looked at his toast feeling a little ashamed.

Horatio turned to pour himself a cup of coffee while trying to undo the knot that had formed in his throat. He didn't know the extent to which Ray had been informed of his kidnapping. Obviously the boy knew what had happened and even, despite having tried to hide as best he could, the young Caine had seen his uncle broken, and in his mother's room one time. After a couple of minutes in silence, Horatio looked at his nephew.

-. "Yes, yes ... it is true that the one who planned and carried out all this mess ... umm ... was my father."

- "You always say that being a parent is a gift."- he sighed and went back to his toast - " If ... if it is a gift ... why ...?" - Despite having the idea of what he wanted to ask to his uncle, Ray didn't know what words to use - "umm..."

- "There are bad people in the world Raymond. There is no better explanation. I'll never understand why he did it and perhaps I prefer it that way. Sometimes it's better not to know the details." - he sat in front of his nephew and started drinking his coffee.

- "Can I ask you another question?"

- "Sure."

- "... What about your mom?"

- "She was wonderful. She was always taking care of your dad and me. She made sure we went to a good school, that we studied, and she taught us good manners. At night, she always sat in our room and read us a book from her favorite author. She always said the books were a source of freedom and we should always have one near our bed. "- Horatio smiled at the memory of those nights, listening to the voice of his mother. While this memory crossed his mind, he heard his nephew asking something. - "Uh ... What'd you say Ray?"

- "Who was her favorite author?"

- "Ah ... Horatio Alger. That's why she named me like she did." - His nephew laughed - "Oh, come on, kids always picked on me at school because of my name and now my own nephew is laughing at it." - he said pretending to be offended, which made Ray laugh even harder.

- "Uncle Horatio .….?"

- "Yeah?"

- "I'm glad you're not like him ... you would be a great father" - Ray said confidently as he picked up his plate and headed to the kitchen door.

- "Thank you… son." - Horatio said as his nephew turned his head to smile at him.

After breakfast, Yelina's mother came to take care of Ray during the trial. Horatio didn't know if Anna knew about his situation with Yelina, so he decided not to say anything. He joyfully received the embrace the older woman gave him, and made small talk with her until Yelina appeared in the living room.

In court, the team sat right behind where the attorney and Horatio stood. If all went as planned, the judge would have be ready to announce the verdict shortly. In the background Horatio had doubts that his father would be convicted. Not for lack of evidence, because he knew his team analyzed even the smallest piece of evidence. But by the fact that his father was a GS14. If there was a range of untouchable in law enforcement,… it was that. When the judge entered, all of them rose and waited

patiently until he started talking.

-"Good morning, thanks for your punctuality As I said yesterday, the verdict is ready. After studying the case and the exposure of evidences, I hereby declare John Caine…... Guilty."

- "My client has immunity, Your Honor. His rank of police prevents prison." - John's attorney said.

- "The Crime laboratory of Miami, along with the Laboratory of New York, and psychological reports, provided evidence enough to prove that John Caine is a very dangerous man. I have reviewed a case provided by the NYPD in which it shows that John Caine murdered his wife, Anne Caine, in the presence of their minor children. John Caine has no mental state to live in society, making it impossible to continue working. I condemn him to life imprisonment without possibility of review. Case closed, ladies and gentlemen. "- after giving a blow with his hammer the judge stood up and left.

After a few seconds, Horatio smiled. Not only because his team had managed to condemn his father for what he did to him, but because they also ensured that the murder of his mother wasn't unpunished anymore. He made a mental note to call Mac Taylor to thank him for their contribution. Feeling a hand on his shoulder, he turned around and found Calleigh smiling. He quickly enveloped the blonde in a hug.

-"Thank you, Calleigh...I don't know how you managed to include the murder of my mother ... but thanks" - Horatio whispered as she gave him a kiss on the cheek.

- "That was Eric's move. When Yelina told us the case, Eric called New York and requested all the reports and Mac did us the favor of putting his team to review the case." - Horatio smiled again as Eric approached.

- "Thank you, brother ... I can not thank you enough for what you've done for me, Eric" - the redhead said as he hugged his protégé.

- "It wasn't enough to just win this case H,. .. we also had to do justice to your mother." - the Cuban smiled and gave him a pat on the back.

After thanking his entire team, Horatio found himself facing his father while the officers took him to the door.

- "You may have put me in jail, Horatio ... but I managed to break you" - said his father arrogantly - "and next time I will not fail."

- "Listen father, ... the difference between you and me is that I'm built for this shit. I've conquered my demons, I've been broke, paid, lied to, taken advantage of, cheated on, hungry.. and full. My name has been dragged through the mud more than once, and every time I pick it up and wash it off. That's my essence. I came a long way and still have a long way to go ... but ... your way is over. I'm sorry to inform you that there will be no next time. "- once he finished his speech, he turned around, grabbed Yelina by her waist and left, surrounded by his team.