Author: whitewolf1559 PM
Alexx is kidnapped by a man who is out for revenge. Will the team be able to find her before it's too late? Bad summery, but the story's better. I fixed some problems-explanation at the end of ch. 4. Note: I haven't added another chapter yet.Rated: Fiction T - English - Suspense/Crime - Alexx W. - Chapters: 4 - Words: 2,639 - Reviews: 14 - Favs: 9 - Follows: 8 - Updated: 08-19-09 - Published: 06-19-07 - id: 3604554
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Summery: Alexx is kidnapped by a man who is out for revenge. Will the team be able to find her before it's too late?
Rating: T, for some violence
Alexx stood alone in the quiet morgue. Alone, that is, except for the body on which she was doing an autopsy. It was a young woman that lay in front of her. She had been shot in the head—dead instantly.
"You didn't deserve this," Alexx said to the dead woman. "You had a lot of your life left to live."
Alexx was completely focused on the autopsy, and was aware of nothing else. Because of this, she didn't notice the two men who stood watching her from the observation level.
"Is that her?" one of the men asked.
The other man nodded. After watching Alexx for several more minutes, he whispered, "Get her."
"What do we have?" Horatio asked Frank, referring to the body that had been called in not long before.
"Middle-aged man," Frank replied. "About 50 years old. Jumped from a five story building and landed in front of Mr. And Mrs. Lionel's car." He gestured to a very shaken couple standing nearby.
At that moment Calleigh walked up to them. "Horatio, have you seen Alexx?" she asked.
"She's not here yet?" he asked, a little surprised.
"No, I called the lab, but she didn't answer. I also called her cell phone, but it was off."
"Do you know if anyone has talked to her recently?" Horatio asked, pushing his jacket back to put his hands on his hips.
"No, no one's talked to her in the last few hours," Calleigh replied. "We were hoping you had."
"No, I haven't," Horatio informed her, "but I'm going to the lab right now to make sure she's ok."
Horatio looked around the morgue with worry written all over his face. The place was a mess. There were things strewn everywhere—it looked as if there had been a struggle.
The thing that worried Horatio most, though, was the fact that an open body laid on the table, autopsy incomplete. Alexx would never have left a body lying there like that—she had much more respect for the dead than that. This evidence was what assured Horatio that something was very wrong.
Horatio opened his cell phone and called Calleigh. "We have a new priority," he said, his voice tight with worry. "A missing person." He paused a minute. "Alexx is gone."