Title: Sex, Drugs, and Rock & Roll
Author: innocent choir girl (ff-dot-net), shannyfish (From Out of the Lab/Miami Heat/LJ)
Summary: Jake Berkeley takes Calleigh undercover without the permission of who he's working for, Horatio, or even Calleigh herself… Will Jake prove his true colors?
Category: Ship Ahoy! Calleigh/Horatio
Genres: Angst, Case, Drama, Suspense
Characters: Calleigh Duquesne, Jake Berkley (Other), Horatio Caine, Eric Delko, Frank Tripp (Other)
Warnings: Adult Themes
Rating: R
Chapter: 1 "HOT scene"
Author's Notes: The video trailer to this fanfic, is on youtube under my username: shannyfish. Thank you for all the support that everyone has been giving! It is much appreciated! (( )) denotes over the phone conversation since fanfiction (dot) net does not appreciate my asterisks that I normally use
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"I've got some more fingerprints on these glasses!" Calleigh announced. They were at the end of processing a crime scene and Horatio and Frank were in pursuit of the suspect, and it was imperative that they collect the evidence and start processing it back at the lab. A man had been found shot in one of the cars parked in front of the house, and the suspect was on the run. They had a name, suspect description, and vehicle description…so Horatio and Frank were handling that part of the investigation. She and Eric had been processing for some time and had already filled up a whole box with glasses that had prints all over them.
Sighing, Calleigh looked around, there wasn't much more to collect, but they'd been hard at work on the insane party scene they had walked into… Calleigh was certain; every glass in the house had been used… She had been photographing throughout the collection process of the crime scene and had taken all the initial pictures. She slung the camera strap back onto her shoulder and went to putting the glasses she had just snapped into their bags. Calleigh just hoped that Horatio and Frank had gotten the suspect in custody. "Why don't you take that box to the Hummer? I'll be behind you in a couple minutes," Calleigh called over her shoulder to Eric as she bagged the last glass.
"Have you heard anything from H or Frank?" Eric asked as he put his last envelope of evidence into the second box.
"No. Not yet."
"We still have the car back at the lab to process," Eric reminded as he put the top on the full evidence box. They had moved the vehicle so that the sun or heat wouldn't ruin any evidence. At the lab, they could regulate conditions.
"I know," she told him casting a smile his way. "I already called the lab. Ryan isn't working a case, so he's gonna give us hand with the car."
"Ryan?" Eric questioned and then sighed as he picked up the evidence box. "No offense, Cal, but I'd rather just the two of us work on it."
"With an extra person, it'll get done faster," Calleigh countered slightly annoyed. "Please don't tell me if we're all goin' to work together that you two are goin' fight…"
"I'm not saying it's definite...but that's what usually happens."
"Can't you both be gems for me and tolerate each other? Please?" Calleigh asked when he turned around with the evidence box in hand.
"I'll…I'll try…for you," Eric told her with a smile cast over his shoulder as he headed towards the door. "I'll just bite my tongue the whole time."
"Thanks," Calleigh told him and watched him head out of the house. She went back to getting things all wrapped up and doing a quick sweep to make sure they had gotten everything and hadn't missed anything. She was about to collect the other evidence box when she heard the floor creak. She started to turn, but was stopped when arms quickly came around her keeping her arms at her sides. When her mouth was covered, Calleigh tried to scream, but found herself becoming light headed. She tried to move her legs to kick, but it didn't feel like she was doing much. It was getting hard to breathe, and Calleigh's mind started to go black.
"Relax."
Calleigh couldn't hold on anymore and let her eyes slide shut.
Eric waited outside for a couple minutes, but then re-entered the house with his police escort and found the box of evidence strewn across the room, one of the glasses that was supposed to be evidence was crushed into the carpet, and Calleigh's badge on the ground. "Calleigh?!" Eric called as he watched as his escort pulled his gun and they headed towards the back of the house. They found two sergeants that had been watching the back of the house unconscious, but alive.
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When Horatio had gotten the call, he didn't have to think about which was the priority. He knew that they'd find the suspect…it was only a matter of time, but Calleigh…they needed to get to the scene and find out the evidence to her abduction. His choice was quite obvious. He and Frank arrived on the scene quickly, and Horatio immediately sought out Eric. "Have you found anything, Eric?" Horatio asked as he came upon the younger man. They needed to work quickly, their current case had dropped in priority and things could wait.
"Not really, H," he responded annoyed. "But whoever it was…they destroyed one of the glasses we had for fingerprint evidence…and," Eric said pausing to hold up Calleigh's camera. The camera's back flap was opening and the film inside was exposed. "All of Calleigh's shots of the scene and the collection of evidence are gone."
Horatio bowed his head a bit, and let his hands rest on his hips. "We can't do anything about that, but Eric…I want you to take pictures now and then I want you to take pictures again once we're finished picking up the evidence." He started to look over the scene and with the lack of evidence on who had taken Calleigh. "Let's make our way towards the back," Horatio said to Frank before starting that way. As they made their way to the backdoor, Horatio smiled when he saw something that could be helpful.
A fingerprint.
A singular fingerprint on the glass of the backdoor. Horatio tilted his head as he examined it. "Eric, was this fingerprint here before?" he called. Of course, it could belong to one of the sergeants or even from one of the people who had been through that crime scene since Calleigh's disappearance and the sergeants being down was called in. But Horatio wanted to be safe…he wanted to be assured that it couldn't be anyone else…and if it was, he wanted a name.
Eric popped his head over and then joined them, "No…no, H, that was definitely not there before…"
"I need a print lifter," Horatio said. After a few seconds, he found one handed to him and dusting powder. He dusted first and then lifted the print. He handed the powder and brush back to Eric and then the print itself. "Run it. I want a name."
Nodding, Eric took it and quickly headed for the Hummer to scan it in and run it through the back station with the scanner and the computer hook-up. He just stared at the screen when the picture and name popped up. He sighed and shook his head; Horatio was not going to be happy with the results. He secured the print and then closed up the back of the Hummer before heading back into the crime scene. He saw Horatio and Frank just where he had left them, "H, you're not going to like this."
"What is it, Eric?" Horatio asked turning his attention from the ruined crime scene to Eric. He knew that they needed to act fast. They had little to no clues and they were running out of time in finding Calleigh…the first forty-eight hours were always the most precious.
"The print was a match."
"Who, Eric?"
"Jake Berkeley," Eric told him with a frown. "H, he's got Calleigh…"
"We're going to get her back…" Horatio said confidently as he pulled on his sunglasses and headed out of the house.
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The sound of rock music woke Calleigh, but when she tried to lift her hands to push her hair out of her face, she found that her hands were handcuffed to the dashboard's hand hold. She was at a park; she could see all the green and hear kids playing… Looking over to the driver's side, she saw a familiar face who had started to sing along.
Jake Berkeley.
Her head was pounding and foggy. She was confused and she saw that he had finally noticed that she was awake. Calleigh didn't like the situation. She didn't like it at all.
"There's the sleeping beauty," Jake commented with a laugh. "'Bout time you woke up, Cal! I didn't think I had put that much chloroform on the rag."
"Obviously you did," she muttered, lowering her head down to her hands hoping to relieve some of the pain. "Are these really necessary?" she finally asked as she twisted her wrists around and then winced at the pain.
"Promise you'll be a good girl." He teased as he picked up the key.
"Jake, NOW."
He unlocked them and just smirked at her as he pulled the cuffs away and stowed them back in the glove box. "Geez, Calleigh…calm down… You really need to relax, you know that?"
"Relax? You abducted me from a crime scene!" Calleigh told him upset and frustrated as she remembered what had happened. "You've probably contaminated evidence, too."
"Relax…the crime scene is fine. Delko's got it."
Calleigh rubbed around her wrists and shot a look Jake's way, "They're already lookin' for me. Eric would have reported my disappearance by now."
"Yeah, yeah…Horatio's already been calling everywhere…" He saw her reaching for her cell phone and reached out to stop her. "Can't have you doing that just yet, Cal."
"He should know that I'm at least okay."
"Give me five minutes," Jake suggested. "Then you can call Lieutenant Caine." He motioned to the outside as he turned the car off and the music died. "We can even go for a walk… It'll probably help with your head."
Calleigh just glared at him for a minute before finally responding, "Fine. Five minutes."
They got out of the vehicle and headed out towards the pond before Jake started. "They've got me undercover again."
"And what does this have to do with me?" Calleigh asked as she crossed her arms over her chest breathing in deeply to try to wash the chemicals from her system.
Jake stopped her and turned to her, "I need you, Calleigh. You'll make the perfect partner… I need a pretty woman, and we know you don't want me to deputize some girl to do it. So…why not? You know we make a great team."
"I have to talk to Horatio."
Shaking his head, Jake responded, "He can't know."
Calleigh thrust her arms out to the sides, "What do you expect from me, Jake? To just go rogue, like you? I can't do that. I WON'T do that. If you get Horatio's permission…then fine."
"C'mon, Calleigh. Can't you do anything without Horatio Caine?" Jake challenged. "You're never going to make lieutenant if you play it safe."
"Who says I want to make lieutenant?" Calleigh argued. "Jake, Horatio's not only my boss, but he's my friend… I won't do that to him. You may be able to get away with playin' it fast and loose, but I won't do it."
"Is he just your friend? Or is he more? Is that why you won't?" Jake pushed wanting Calleigh to say yes. He didn't care if he had to push buttons. He intended on having Calleigh Duquesne as his partner in the undercover case.
Calleigh glared and pulled her arms to her chest again, "You know what, Jake? Even if we were…it wouldn't be any of your business. At least I can work nicely with others. Ya know, I'll just add this to the list of reasons why we'll never work."
"Don't say that Calleigh."
"I think your time's up," Calleigh told him before turning and walking away. Tears streamed down her face. She was confused and lost. She wasn't sure where exactly she was. It didn't seem familiar, but things were still fuzzy. Pulling her cell phone from her pocket, Calleigh scrolled through her phone book until she came across Horatio's name and then pressed for it to call him. Putting it up to her ear, she pushed tears off of her cheeks and tried to clear her voice.
((Calleigh?))
"Horatio," she said and then sucked in breath as she told herself to stay calm as she sat down on the bench. She knew she didn't need to cry, but she couldn't make it stop.
((Honey, where are you? Are you okay?))
"I'm alright…just…out of it…I think," she told him sniffling and wiping her face again with her free hand. "I dunno where exactly I am…"
((You're okay? You're sure? Jake didn't do anything to you?))
He knew… Calleigh figured that someone would find something out…but she was surprised that they knew so quickly… Though, she really wasn't sure how much time had passed. "I'm in a park…somewhere…"
((Alright, you stay on the line with me, okay? I'm going to have them trace the GPS on your phone.))
Shaking her head, Calleigh ran her hand through her hair, "Okay…"
((You hold on, I'm on my way, Sweetheart.))
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TBC…