Disclaimer: I don't own CSI:Miami, or the characters, I'm just borrowing them for a little while :P
Ch.1- A Bad Day.
The bright summer sun had already set as Calleigh Duquesne left the CSI building. She hadn't realised it was this late. Sighing she unlocked her car and slid into the driver's seat. She sat backed and enjoyed the silence. Today had started off bad and had gotten progressively worse; she'd spilt coffee down her shirt and then was late to court, the drug dealer she had testified against had been found not guilty, despite the overwhelming ballistics evidence linking him to a murder and to top it off the body of an 8 year old girl had been found sexually assaulted and shot 4 times. She had wanted to stay late and start processing the evidence but Horatio had made her go home.
"You're tired, go home. Look at it with fresh eyes tomorrow," he'd said.
She smiled and shook her head because he would still be there following up on any possible leads. No one to tell him to go home. She started up the engine when someone knocked on her window. Green eyes met brown as she wound the window down.
"Hey Eric," she said, smiling up at the man who gave her chills every time he spoke.
"I'm sorry about your case today, with that evidence he should have been put away for life," he said apologetically.
Calleigh shrugged her shoulders, "You win some, you lose some right?" she gave a slight chuckle, her best defense mechanism, to show people she was okay.
Eric thought for a moment, not knowing how to reply to what Calleigh had said.
"Do you wanna go grab a coffee, or something stronger?" he asked, adding a smile at the end.
Opening her mouth to say yes, Calleigh stopped herself, "Actually Eric, um, I'm tired and I gotta get in early tomorrow to start processing the evidence on the Jaynie Patton case. Rain check?"
A slight look of disappointment flashed across his face, too quick for Calleigh to notice in the dark.
"Yeah sure, another time," he flashed another of his smiles that almost made Calleigh change her mind.
"Night Eric,"
"Night Calleigh, see you tomorrow," he replied to the blonde, waving as she pulled out of the parking lot. One of these days, he thought to himself, he would tell her exactly how he felt about her.
Driving home, Calleigh glanced at the clock. It was 9:47pm and she realised that she could get home, have a shower and watch a trashy made for TV movie before she went to bed:- the perfect remedy to a bad day. She felt slightly happier as she sang along to a song she knew the words to but not the title and didn't even care that every stop light she came to turned red. As she parked her car and crossed the street to her apartment she shivered as the evening breeze hit her. She looked up and frowned when she saw her top bathroom window was open; shaking her head and deciding she had left it open accidentally in her rush that morning, she opened the front door and made her way up to her apartment.
Calleigh kicked off her shoes as she walked in, at the same time pressing the button on her answering machine. There was only one message- from her dentist reminding her that it had been more then 6 months since her last appointment. The thought of going made her inwardly shiver as she had never liked dentists but she made a note in her diary to make an appointment anyway. She made her way through the open plan living room/kitchen into the master bedroom and quickly undressed, slipping into a fluffy bathrobe. She left the bathroom window open as she figured it would just get steamed up again anyway. The sound of water splashing against the shower screen filled the room as Calleigh pulled the bathroom door closed. After checking the temperature of the water she stepped in, letting the hot water envelope her body, relaxing her tired muscles and clearing her mind. So lost in her own thoughts, Calleigh did not realise the bathroom door being pushed open slightly, instead threw her head back under the shower spray. Only when she reached for a shampoo bottle, did she notice the figure half standing in the doorway. As soon as she moved to open the shower screen the figure moved. Calleigh jumped out of the shower, the water still running, grabbed a towel to wrap around herself and followed the figure out. Quickly scanning the bedroom she realised that they were not in there. She looked for her gun, searching through the pile of clothes she had left on her bed just 10 minutes earlier.
"Looking for this?" a deep voice asked from behind her.
She turned to find a man standing in her bedroom holding her weapon, her ID and her cell phone. She froze to the spot momentarily, unable to speak.
"I asked you a question…" he paused as he looked at her ID, "Calleigh Duquesne," he added narrowing his eyes. "Is that southern?" he asked mockingly, obviously enjoying the current power he had over the blonde.
"What do you want?" Calleigh asked, suddenly finding her voice.
"Well what do you think I want Calleigh, why else would I break into your apartment?"
She shuddered at his use of her name, and what he implied. "I don't know what you want but you should leave, now." She replied, making her voice as strong as she could.
"Or what, you'll call your cop friends? Have them arrest me?" the man laughed to himself, "Call them after, they won't catch me," he smiled at Calleigh, making her stomach lurch with fear.
Sensing that talking to the man was not getting her anywhere she tried to make a run for it. It was a feeble attempt to escape but the only thing she could do.
"Oh no you don't," the man threatened, pointing the gun at Calleigh, "you're not going anywhere,"
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