Disclaimer: I don't own CSI: Miami or Hannibal Lecter and I don't own any money from it. Everything belong to their rightful owners which is CBS and Thomas Harris.

Warning: Tendencies to Cannibalism. Read at own risk.

MIAMI DARKNESS

Chapter 1.

Calleigh was sitting in her apartment it was a late Friday night and she had just broken up with Horatio, or rather he had broken up with her and now she felt lost, angry, sad and confused.

Without really knowing why she logged on a chat room called the lonely heart to see if there was anyone to talk to there. After a few seconds she got a hit.

DocL: Hey.

Lamb-chop: Hey.

DocL: So how are you?

Lamb-chop: Not great to be honest.

DocL: And why is that, rough day?

Lamb-chop: My boyfriend broke it off with me, we've been together for the longest time and I don't get why he did it at all.

DocL: Well then we are in the same situation, my girlfriend broke it off with me not to long ago and I feel confused about it, she didn't give me good reason either.

Lamb-chop: How old are you?

DocL: I rather not say if you don't mind.

Lam-chop: I'm OK with that as long as you're not after…

DocL: Aren't we all after something?

Lamb-chop: I suppose, but I think you know what I meant.

DocL: I did and I'm only after a good conversation.

Lamb-chop: So am I, so where in the world are you?

DocL: The United states, you?

Lamb-chop: The United states too, can I guess by the name that you are a doctor?

DocL: Among other things, so what do you do?

Lamb-chop: I'm a crime scene investigator.

DocL: So you see a lot of dead bodies I would imagine.

Lamb-chop: I do.

DocL: How do you feel about it, does it scare you?

Lamb-chop: What scared me is what people can do to each other. I mostly feel bad for the people that are dead, well it depends on how they were killed really.

DocL: So you mean that someone deserved it then?

Lamb-chop: I don't know if I would go so far to say that they deserved it, but I think that someone belong more on the table than the others if you get what I mean.

DocL: I do, so have you ever killed in the line of duty?

Lam-chop: I have…

DocL: Did you like it?

Lamb-chop: I didn't exactly like it, I have mixed emotions about it.

DocL: I see. So this boyfriend of yours, what was he like? If you don't mind talking about him that is.

Lamb-chop: I will tell you about mine if you tell me about yours.

DocL: Agreed, ladies first. What was he like?

Lamb-chop: He was a lot older, but he was nice, safe, and he was really good to me, yours?

DocL: Mine, she was in the FBI, loved to talk to her, she was a lot younger, very beautiful. I treated her well, but I guess she got tired of dating someone older, so do you have any children?

Lamb-chop: No, hasn't had time, but maybe someday you?

DocL: No children, but I would maybe have liked some if I could have any. If I'm not too old that is.

Lamb-chop: Nah you're never too old, worse with us woman since we can't have after a certain age.

DocL: Are you over that age?

Lamb-chop: Not for some years yet, was your girl?

DocL: No, but she didn't want them I think. Said it wasn't a good idea.

Lamb-chop: I have to go as I have to get up early for work, will I meet you again.

DocL: I will most likely be here again. I better get to bed as well. So you have a good night then.

Lamb-chop: You too :o)

Calleigh woke up early the next morning she didn't feel like going to work at all. Mostly because she knew that meant meeting Horatio, and she really didn't feel like it at the moment.

She walked over to the cabinet took out a bottle of whiskey and a glass and sat down by her laptop. She cursed when the background appeared as it was a picture of Horatio and quickly changed it as a tear fell from her eye.

How could he just break up with her like that? After dating her for almost a year and not give her any valid reason for it. And in a text message, it just made her so angry.

"Damn you Horatio Caine," she thought and threw the glass at the wall so it shattered. Then she took a sip of the bottle, it didn't taste all that bad.

She logged on the lonely heart chat room hoping DocL was on this early. She however couldn't see him and let out a frustrated sigh, when he suddenly clicked at her and said, "Good morning lamb-chop."

Lamb-chop: Good Morning doctor L.

DocL: I thought you would be on your way to work right now.

Lamb-chop: Don't feel like it at the moment.

DocL: Let me guess the guy that broke your heart work at the same place as you.

Lamb-chop: Sadly he does.

DocL: So how did he end it?

Lamb-chop: Over a text message, hang on it says: I'm really sorry but I can't do this anymore. I think its better that we part way since I don't love you anymore Calleigh. And that's total bullshit because I know he still loves me.

DocL: How long had you've been together, if you don't mind me asking.

Lamb-chop: No not at all. Almost a year.

DocL: And he breaks it off with a text. I say you go to work and give him piece of your mind.

Lamb-chop: You know I actually think I will, talk to you later.

Calleigh logged of took a couple of more sips from the bottle before she got in the shower, got dressed and drove to work.

"HORATIO, WOULD YOU THE HELL GET DOWN HERE NOW!" Calleigh yelled once she got inside the crime lab.

"Uh oh we better seek cover this can't be good," said Ryan a bit scared.

Horatio came down to her and said, "Calleigh would you calm down at once and have you been drinking?"

"THE HELL I WON'T YOU STUPID MAN, YOU CAN'T JUST BREAK UP WITH ME LIKE THAT," she yelled angrily.

"Can we please do this in my office? Or at least not right in the middle of the hallway?" he said.

"We are doing it here whether you like it or not," she snarled.

"How did he break it off?" Eric asked.

"No idea, but probably not the right way or she wouldn't be so pissed," said Natalia with a sigh.

"You know I could have done a lot better than you. You're no good do you know that," she yelled.

"Calleigh, will you calm yourself please, and I know you could," he said, trying once more to calm down the angry woman in front of him.

"No I won't, you think you can just have your fun and dump me like that when you see fit?" she snarled.

"That was never my intention," he said.

"You could at least have decency to do it to my face, not on a sms," she snarled.

"Oh that's not good," said Ryan, Natalia and Eric at once.

"Well I was trying to avoid this," he said.

"YOU'RE A COWARD AND I HATE YOU! YOU CAN JUST GOT TO HELL!" she yelled at him in anger.

"Miss Duquesne will you calm yourself, this is a work place," she heard Stetler say from behind.

"Go bug someone else for a change Rick," she snarled at him.

"Jeez, what did you do, go to the bar again before you got here?" he said.

"That's nunna your business," she said.

"When you get to work under the influence it is," he said.

"You men are all the same, just jerks and I'm feed up with you," she said as she tried to hold her tears back.

"I would suggest you get yourself together before you do something you may regret," said Rick with a sly smile.

"Just bugger off," she said and turned to Horatio and said, "Why did you have to do it? Of all people in the world, I mean even Eric broke up with me in a better way than this. I deserve much better and you know it."

Horatio looked at her and said, "You're right I'm sorry, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it face to face knowing how much it would hurt you."

"And you don't think doing it the way you did would. You're just like your father you know that," she said.

"Sorry what?" he said shocked.

"You may not hit, but your words hurts as bad," she said.

"Well at least I don't show up drunk at work," he said.

Calleigh didn't reply she just simply turned and walked out while Rick said, "You know Horatio that was below the belt even for you."

Horatio just looked annoyed at him and went back up to his office, while Rick just shook his head and left.

It was not before he was at his next crime scene Horatio realized how stupid he had been.

Eric looked at the body at least what was left off it, which wasn't much, since there was only the head and some bones.

"Horatio what are we dealing with here?" asked Eric.

"I don't know yet, but I'm glad Calleigh didn't see this," he said, thinking about what her reaction might have been.

"Speaking of that, why did you of all things have to use a text message?" said Eric as he started to take some photo's of the head and the bones that were left.

"I honestly don't know, it seemed like a good idea at the time," Horatio answered as he lifted up one of the bones, looked at it and discovered some teeth marks and asked, "Eric do theses look like and animal to you?"

"Calleigh is right, and no they are too small if I didn't know any better I would say human," said Eric shocked.

"I know she is right, she always is. You're not saying whatever ate this is human?" said Horatio and bagged the bone.

"Why did you break up with her in the first place, and please don't say this has anything to do with Julia. I don't know, but I think you know who can tell you that," said Eric.

Horatio sighed, picked up the phone called Calleigh and asked, "Are you very busy?"

"Why do you ask?" she replied in the other end.

"Need you to come and look at something, have you been crying?" he said since it sounded like it.

"What's it to you and where is the body?" she asked with as sigh.

"Down at the beach," he said silently.

"I'll be there in ten minutes," she answered and hung up.

"You better buy her lunch later," said Eric and bagged another bone.

"What would be the point of that, she never eats," said Horatio annoyed and bagged some more bones.

"Hey guys, so what seems to be the problem?" they suddenly heard Calleigh as walked up behind them a few moments later.

"What ate this person among other things?" said Eric and smiled at her.

"I think I'm going to be sick," said Calleigh when she saw it.

"As long as you puke far away from the bones," Eric said in a half jokey tone.

"Hahaha, aren't you funny," she said and bent down to take a closer look.

"Have you determined the cause of death yet?" Calleigh asked and looked at Horatio.

"He was eaten of course," said Eric.

"Yes I can see that, I'm not stupid, but before or after?" said Calleigh, put on a pair of glows and lifted up the head and looked at it, it was a young, blond girl.

"How should I know does this look like an autopsy hall?" said Horatio in a sarcastic tone.

"What is with you these days?" she asked and looked at him.

"Nothing," he said and looked down.

"Is it Kyle or Julia?" she said holding the head upside down.

"No," he said and looked at her, she looked horrible, and that could not just be the head's fault.

"Anyone up for soccer," said Calleigh and smiled.

"That is not funny at all," said Horatio.

"I know, lighten up will you, the last twenty four hours have been more devastating for me than for you," she said.

"That might be so, but that kind of jokes is not funny. Can you at all give me something?" he asked.

"I could, but I would like to see the autopsy first," she said and gave him the head.

"Hmmm, so are you driving back yourself," he said a bit concerned.

"I took a cab, so can you give me a lift?" she said.

"Of course, Eric will you bag up the rest and ask Henry to take the head," said Horatio.

"I will" said Eric as Calleigh and Horatio headed towards the Hummer.

As Horatio started to drive he looked over at her and asked, "Sure you're feeling OK, because you look a bit sick?"

"Not ok, think I have too…" was all Calleigh had time to say before she bent forward and threw up.

'And I just cleaned the car,' he thought, but said, "Calleigh…?"

"Sorry I didn't mean to, it was the whisky, the body on everything and…" was all she had time to say before she threw up again.

"You couldn't at least ask me to pull over before you…" he said as he looked at her while she continued to throw up in the car.

When she was done she looked at him with tearful eyes and he said, "Oh sweetheart, come here."

Calleigh was on no shape to argue against so she just let him hold her while she cried. She was feeling awful, not because of him, because of everything else as well. This head… it was just too much, who would do something like that, not to mention why? What had that girl done to deserve that, and she had joked about it, what is wrong with her? And to get to work under influence, how could she allow herself to do that. Not to mention to say that Horatio was like his father when he wasn't.

"Horatio, I can't do this. I can't work today, not after what you did, after this…" she cried.

"I understand. Do you want me to drive you home?" he asked.

"Yes please, I really want to be alone and I really don't wanto see you," she said. Yet she let him hold her and she was holding onto him so hardly that it hurt. Why she didn't understand since he acted like he did.

Horatio didn't say anything. He just let her cry, until she broke free of him and said, "Can you drive me home now please, as I said I need to be alone."

"Of course," he said and started the car and started to drive while they both had their eyes on the road in front of them.

When he parked outside her building she opened the door, turned to him and said, "Send me the bill on the car cleaning."

He was about to say something when she interrupted, "No more words… too hard. I'll see you tomorrow and then I will take a closer look at the head."

He nodded and was about to drive off, when she opened the door on the passenger's side and again said, "Of all the people in the world you were the one I thought could never hurt me."

Then she looked the car door and hurried upstairs.

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