|Lost and Found
Author: bookworm2dance PM
When Calleigh fails to show up for work one day, the team is convinced that she is dead, especially after seeing her apartment. But all is not what it seems. COMPLETE!Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Angst - Calleigh D. - Chapters: 14 - Words: 16,390 - Reviews: 46 - Favs: 12 - Follows: 4 - Updated: 08-01-10 - Published: 05-28-10 - Status: Complete - id: 6004620
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This is my first CSI Miami fic, so please be nice. I will try to update as often as I can, but I will only continue if people want me to.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Calleigh came to her senses suddenly. Everything was black. She was confused. She was lying in a pool of something warm and sticky. The last thing that she heard before she passed out was the noise of a gun being fired and an intense, radiating pain. Then there was nothing.
"Eric. Where is Calleigh today?"
"She's not here?"
"Did you try her mobile?"
"Yes. There was no answer from that or her home phone."
"Should we check it out?"
"I think so Eric. I think so."
The first thing that they noticed was that the front door was hanging off of its hinges. Exchanging a worried glance, they pulled out their guns and entered the house on the offensive.
A scene of utter devastation met their eyes. Calleigh's usually spotless apartment was a mess. Tables were overturned, the sofa was destroyed, books and papers were strewn across the floor and the screens of her TV and computers had been smashed.
They quickly cleared the apartment. Calleigh wasn't there. Horatio called Eric into the bedroom. There was a huge pool of blood on the floor, as well as smears across the wall and two bullet holes on the bed where there was another large blood pool. And where her head would have been had she been lying in it.
Horatio silently pulled out his phone and called Alex and the rest of his team.
Arriving in the bedroom, Alex was shocked at the amount of blood. It wasn't good.
"Is there any chance that she is still alive Alex?" choked Natalia. She was finding it hard to choke back her emotions.
"I'm sorry honey. With this amount of blood, assuming that all of it is hers, I would have to say that it is very unlikely".
Later the same day...
"H!" called Eric, jogging down the hallway.
Horatio stopped and turned to face Eric.
"There was no brain matter on the two slugs that we recovered from the bed."
"Eric, unfortunately, all of the blood was hers. Alex told me that after this amount of time without a doctor, we will have to close our missing person's case and open a homicide investigation. I'm sorry, but there is just no way that she could live after losing that amount of blood."
Eric backed up against the wall, and Horatio had to grab his arm to hold him upright. How could she be dead? How could he live without her?
After 3 weeks of solid investigating into the murder of Calleigh Duquesne, the team had come up with... nothing. As usual, all potential witnesses were blind and deaf and the killers had left behind almost no forensic evidence.
Although in itself, no evidence was a clue, it had not proved helpful. There was so much forensics on TV that they could have picked up their techniques from anywhere.
It was time to close the case.
Horatio sighed and left the file on his desk. His team wasn't the same anymore. Without her, they seemed to have fallen apart. Her smile and her optimism would be missed.
So... what did you think? Should I continue? I have a whole story line planned out.