AN: I do not own CSI miami or any of the characters but my own, If I did I wouldnt be writing this.....
"911 Emergency response"
"Please help me"
"What is the matter? Where are you?"
"I'm on *gasp* Biscayne Blvd *gasp* and 151st St. My *gasp* car *gasp* 's been hit. *gasp* I *gasp* cant get *gasp* out. *gasp* Help me."
"Hold on! Rescue teams are on the way...... Ma'am? Ma'am are you there?" Dial tone.
Horatio opened the door to his hummer and walked purposely towards the accident site. The police cruisers blocking off traffic at each end of the block had their lights flashing, casting twisted flickering shadows off of the car wreak. The firefighters were finally extracting the apparently unconscious woman from the passengers side of the Camry Accord. The woman was very much awake and frightened. She sat up with a start causing a shout of surprise from the firefighters who leapt back from her. Horatio started towards the suddenly hysterical woman. She slid out of the car and started hyperventilating, the sound of her wheezing covered over by the arrival of another CSI hummer pulling into the area.
Ryan pulled up next to Horiatio's Hummer, his eyes tired from working overtime for the tenth day in a row. He slid down to the ground with his kit, his five foot eleven height shortened to five nine as he slouched slightly. He sauntered over towards Horatio who was crouched next to the woman, she appeared to be having a panic attack. As he got closer he felt a odd, like he'd seen the woman before, the closer her got to her the more the feeling grew until it hit him. He stopped, shocked, then suddenly dropped his kit, pulled his holster off of his hip and ran toward the woman. Shockingly, he shoved Horatio aside with no reason to whom he was and grabbed the young woman's chin. He tilted it up and looked in her eyes, and there they were, a dark luminescent blue that when the light hit them just right turning them silvery blue of steel. Her eyes widened in shock and her hands reached up gripped his jacket.
Her gasps were becoming faster and she seemed to be going into shock. Her beautiful blue eyes fluttered closed as she struggled to control herself. Blood was dripping down into one of her beautiful eyes from a gash over it.
Ryan shoved her over, forcing her to lie flat onto the ground, keeping his hand around her neck, holding her still. She didn't fight him which shocked everyone around them, especially Horatio, who reached to pull Ryan away just as Ryan raised his hand and slapped the woman hard across the face. The resounding crack stopped everyone within the crime scene dead. All heads turned in shock to Ryan and the woman.
Horatio put a hand on Ryan's shoulder and clenched it hard. Ryan gasped slightly in pain but did not move from over the woman, his eyes were locked on her as her breath became normal. Her eyes flicked back open and she smiled up at Ryan a slight bruise spreading across her creamy white cheek.
"Thanks Ry, I couldn't stop." She sighed gustily and closed her eyes again. "Do I have to go to the hospital now?"
"Yes you do Leighana." Ryan said softly, his gaze gentle and loving. "I'm about to get dragged away so your going to have to let go of my jacket. I'll come and see you as soon as they are done yelling at me. Okay?"
"Do I have to?" Leighana tugged on the jacket lightly.
"Yes. You do. Its okay H." Ryan turned to his boss who released his death grip. "She's someone I know very well. Hey 'Ana?"
"Yes its true... Ry? My head hurts."
"Okay lass. Let go so the Paramedics can take care of you." Ryan gently pried her hands off of his suit jacket. and stood up. He backed away from Leighana and allowed the Paramedics access to her. Horatio moved with him and glared.
"Mind telling me what that was about, Mr. Wolfe?" His voice was soft and dangerous.
"Sorry H but Leighana and I go back a long time. She's had panic attacks all the time growing up and trying to calm her down wouldn't have done anything. She would had hyperventilated by then. She's terrified of just about any kind of weapon so your gun was just helping her hysterics. She was kidnapped as a child and the kidnapper and she were in a major collision, he died but she was put into intensive care for a month as a result. She doesn't drive much." Ryan looked up at Horatio. "H, where is the driver?"
"That, is what we need to find out."
