One thing Horatio knows is certain is that flies come out in summer. And when there are flies, there has to be a dead body. Well, maybe not in this case because he’s in his own home shirtless with boxers on and he didn’t kill anyone as of yet.
The neighbors would be appalled by this ghost hitting the air with a blue flowery fly swatter.
A fly lands on his favorite mug, just this once Horatio will allow it to live, only for the safety of his mug.
“I’m going to get you.” He threatens the flies.
In the back of his mind, he feels foolish for talking to flies. But the flies follow him home from work without fail. It’s time for Horatio to lay down the law and send these flies to their demise.
He spins, hitting one on the dishwasher, the dishwasher chimes cheerily and the fly drops to the floor.
“Got you. Who’s next?”
He continues this process for ten minutes. Then the next twenty minutes are spent looking out at Miami Beach. Yes, still in his boxers.
He nearly jumps out of his skin when Frank wraps his arms around Horatio’s waist.
“Any luck with them flies?” Frank asks.
“Frank, I’ve killed too many.”
“Ain’t this the longest summer?”
“Did you leave the door open, Frank?” Horatio turns around, looking at the ajar door. “Francis, say your prayers. The summer is never ending.”
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No Fly Zone
FanfictionHoratio Caine and the flies he ruthlessly murders. Horatio Caine x Frank Tripp Characters: Horatio Caine, Frank Tripp Tags: POV Horatio Caine, Bugs & Insects, Established Relationship, Wordcount: 100-500 Chapters: 1/1 Words: 239
