The Miami sun was just soaring over the ground in the early morning. Horatio Caine stood outside the station, enjoying the early warmth of the sun, holding a file in his hands. The front doors of the precinct opened. Two uniformed officer's escorted Richard Billing's from the building. Each one held one of Billing's arms as they walked him to the correction facility bus. Horatio followed Billing's down to the bus. Suddenly his eyes fell over a familiar figure just steps below him.

"Marisol." He called.

Marisol turned. Her loose curls swung around her face. She smiled slightly. "Lieutenant."

"What are you doing here?" Horatio asked.

Marisol glanced back toward the bus. She sighed and turned her gaze back to Horatio. "I guess I came to see if it was true. If Richard really sis everything."

"It is." Horatio said. "But because of Maggie, he's never going to hurt anyone again."

Marisol looked over her shoulder again. They watched as the man walked onto the bus. The doors closed, sealing his fate forever. The engine roared to life and pulled away from the precinct.

"Why doesn't it feel like enough?" Marisol asked.

"Maybe this will." Horatio said.

Marisol turned.

Horatio held out the file for Marisol.

"What's this?" Marisol asked, taking the file.

"The case Maggie sent you. The Prosecution is seeking convictions for the men involved in the prostitution ring. And they've requested you on the side of the prosecutor." Horatio explained.

Marisol looked up. "What?"

"Maggie's last request in the case. She wants you to oversee everything." Horatio explained.

Marisol opened the file. The top page was a photocopied document of Maggie's handwriting. She looked over the paper. "Why me?"

"Because you were the only one who wanted to help her." Horatio said.

"Is this a good idea though? I mean, I was involved in her case and-"

"Prosecution's allowing it. And they're also looking forward to working with you." Horatio explained.

Marisol looked up from the file. "Excuse me?"

"Apparently your former employer heard about your new case and sent the legal office a soaring recommendation." Horatio said.

"And you had nothing to do with that?" Marisol asked.

Horatio chuckled. "No ma'am."

Marisol smiled. She closed the file in her hands. "Thank you, Lieutenant. It's good to know that someone else cared about Maggie and the girls."

Horatio nodded. "Take care, Miss Delko."

Marisol turned slowly and started walking back down the steps toward the parking lot. Horatio watched her for a moment. There was something in the back of his head, nagging at him. It had been since the case began. And he'd finally figured out what it was.

"Do you often stand someone up on a date?" Horatio called.

Marisol turned, completely confused. "Excuse me?"

Horatio smiled. He slowly walked down the stairs, meeting Marisol. "I seem to recall a date last night, but my date didn't show."

Marisol's confusion melted away and she smiled again. "I see. Um…no, I don't usually stand someone up one a date. First time actually."

"I hope it's the only time." Horatio said.

Marisol's brows furrowed. "After everything you still-"

"I do." Horatio answered. "How does breakfast sound?"

Marisol chewed her bottom lip in thought. "When were you thinking?"

"Right now actually." Horatio answered.

Marisol smiled. "Alright then."

okay, the ending quite how i wanted it, but i hope it was enough.