A/N: I don't own any of the CSI:Miami characters and I am not making any money from writing this.
Please forgive any minor spelling or grammar mistakes, English is not my native language.
This chapter is short, but others will be longer, at least one thousand words long each. Second chapter will take place about twenty four hours before the events featured in this one, and slowly, it will be revealed how everyone ended up getting involved in this mess. It will probably take a while before I will be able to write chapter two.
Maxine was laying under the desk in her office, her heart thuddering against her chest, cold sweat rolling down her neck and back. She still wasn't sure what was happening. She only knew that the whole lab was in chaos, especially the hallway part, and that somebody is shooting. She took an Iphone from right pocket of her lab coat and tried to call Horatio, but he didn't answer. She
Natalia was laying on the floor in her office, unconsciousness. For a moment, she managed to open her eyes, groaning due to a terrible pain in the back of her head and feeling of something warm and wet rolling down the back of her head, and she saw a person, a masked person walking over to her. Then another shoot was fired, and everything faded in black, again.
Eric was sitting on the floor, hidden behind the soda machine, holding a gun tightly in his hands, smell of the gunpowder sending burning sensation through his body and shivers down his spine. Warm blood was rolling down his right shoulder. He knew that he is wounded, but he didn't care: he could barely feel pain. The only thing on his mind was to survive and to find Calleigh.
He took a deep breath and stood up, then slowly stepped out his hiding place. Gunman was still there, holding a shootgun in his hands, looking around. Everyone in the hallway were standing or sitting still, like frozen: nobody wanted to take a risk and move, or at least try to. Eric knew that there is another gunman somewhere in the lab, but he couldn't see him at that point.
Eric aimed the gun on the gunman and fired a single shoot, but only managed to graze his shoulder. Gunman groaned in pain and turned over to Eric, then aimed a shootgun on him and fired once. Eric managed to get back in his hiding place on time, amd bullet hit the machine. But gunman saw him and started walking toward him, his shootgun still aimed. Delko pressed his hand harder against the cool metal of the gun and took a deep breath, knowing that this could really be the end.
In next moment, a single shoot was fired, and one human life was taken, forever.