Title: First day at work. A series of 7 people starting a new chapter of their lifes.
Rating: all
CBS: I don't own any of the characters, I'm just helping with background info
Other: all errors are mine.
Horatio felt unbearably hot and humid. He doubted he'd ever get used to the Miami climate, he much preferred New York's cold darkness to this exaggerated heat, with
super fit men and women with very symbolic clothing swooshing around everywhere like they had no worry on the planet.
He suddenly became acutely aware of his own body, he was tall and slim, and his read hair was matched by his fair sensitive skin. Some people would call him skinny, even, and although he'd always felt like one of the more handsome guys in NY, here he felt average, at the very most. Not that that actually bothered him. He knew very well what effect his presence had on a lot of women.
But right now his three piece suit was itching everywhere, Horatio dearly prayed the dress code around here would be more relaxed than in NY.
He was convinced though, that dressing well and appropriately was among the keys to success and getting respect, and had opted for his green suit today. This morning he'd thought he'd make a stunning impression, but now with the shirt starting to stick to his back and his hair damp and messy, he wasn't so sure.
He went into the Dade building from the main entrance, and sat down in the air-conditioned waiting room on the ground floor until he felt presentable. Fixing his hair, looking for his sunglasses, he grinned suddenly.
His collegues in NY had always joked they where his security object, his blanky, and maybe they were right. He'd started wearing them as a child to protect his super sensitive eyes, and had grown so used to it, that he had serious problems getting through the day without them.
He missed his pals at the precinct, but this move had been necessary for more reasons than one. He just hoped all would go well. A fleeting thought of stunning dark brown, long curly hair passed his mind. Forbidden, he reminded himself, serve and protect.
Taking a deep breath, he walked to the elevator with all the security and flair he could muster, which actually was a lot, and stepped into the lift together with a woman with wild dark curls. She gave him a curious look and then a small smile.
"I'm Megan Donner", she said, extending a hand to shake his, "and I bet you're the legendary Horatio Caine, am I right?"
"Yes, you're absolutely right, Ma'am." Horatio used his trade mark calm and quiet voice, filled with his natural feel for command and leadership. He shook her hand with a steady warm handshake ( thank God he'd remembered to bring an extra handkerchief, the one he was now sporting in his breastpocket was a new one).
In the meantime, they'd stepped out of the elevator on the floor where the Human Resources lay, and Horatio was well aware of the curious stares that followed them.
Just you look, people, here I come, he thought.
Megan Donner was impressed. Not many things or men impressed her anymore, but she was sure she would come to respect her new boss and hoped he would live up to his reputation. Sure he would. Suddenly she felt a bit shy.
"Sir, (better be polite in excess here), would you like me to show you around the lab this morning? I'll take you to see our ME, Alexx Woods, and show you your new office." She hoped this was a welcome invitation.
In return she received a warm, genuine smile.
"I'd love that. Let me first get some paper work and bureaucracy done, and then I'll take you up on that offer."
With that he shook her hand once more, and knocked on the door of the Human Resources Officer's door.
Horatio was content with his start at Miami Dade. He was sure he'd stay here for a long time to come.