A/N: Hi guys! So this is my first ever story and although I don't even know if csi miami stories are still being read (except by me) I got inspired and felt the need to write my own csi miami fanfic bc i still adore this show so much! I didn't really thought this story through yet and since I'm not even sure people will read it, we'll just see where this goes. Enjoy!
Btw, I'm dutch so don't expect the super fancy Cambridge kind of English hahaha
Ps. Still gotta find out how the writing part of this app works.
Summary: When evidence in a murder investigation points the team in a totally different direction, Calleigh and Eric go all the way to Minneapolis for further investigation. Horatio makes sure they have acces to a private plane to fly them back, but once they take off, the plane crashes somewhere in an unpopulated aria in the North-American forest. An accident or intentional?
'Eric! The pilot' Calleigh yelled while the small plane made its way to the ground. Somehow Eric managed to get to the front of the plane and put two fingers in the unconscious pilots neck. Eric tried to concentrate but he couldn't find the steady beating that was supposed te be there. 'I can't find a pulse!' He yelled back, while he grabbed the steering wheel and pulled it towards him in a lame attempt to stop the plane from getting closer to the dense forest below them. Calleigh once again buckled her seatbelt and ordered Eric to do the same, which of course he didn't. At this point, his biggest concern was getting this plane to stop from smashing them to death. He had never flew a plane before and he knew that Calleigh was fully aware of that but he could at least try. The ground came closer and closer and Eric could hear Calleigh scream his name. The last thing the did was fold his body into a fetus position before the world around him went black.