Hi everyone, this is my first CSI: Miami fanfic. It's such a pity to see this wonderful show get cancelled after 10 action-packed seasons but at least we still have fanfiction. Anyways, on with the fic and reviews are good, flames are bad!
Bright, so very bright. As my slumbering mind slowly began to ease into consciousness to allow my sleepy eyes adjust to the bright sunlight, I heard a soft click. My eyes shot open in fear as I felt the cool metal of a .45 pistol pressed against my temple. A smooth, velvety, masculine voice whispered in my ear, sending ice cold chills down my spine, "Give me a good one liner and I might let you live." I half wanted to not give in to his outrageous demand but given the circumstances, I had no choice. I can see two of my friends hiding outside the door of the room, away from this delusional assassin's line of vision. They signaled to me that they are working on a plan to save me.
I gazed at the door, hoping against hope that my friends will think of something to get me out of this predicament. "What if they can't?" I thought worriedly. "What if my friends can't think of a way to save me? What then?" As my mind churned with thoughts of the worst, the nameless assassin's patience was wearing thin. "Make haste with the one liner, Lieutenant Caine, unless you wish to die." The man finished with an evil smirk.
"Why should I?" I challenged. "You would just shoot me anyway." I said as I thought of all the movies that I have seen where the villain doesn't keep their word and the hero gets screwed over. "Don't worry, Lieutenant Caine, I am not like those imbeciles who don't keep their word. I shall let you go free after I get that one liner out of your mouth." The man said.
I inwardly sighed and figured that the only way for me to get out of this alive is to give in to this lunatics' bizarre request. I was about to open my mouth when suddenly…BANG!
Sorry for ending this on a cliffhanger but it is what it is. Hope you enjoyed reading it 'cause I enjoyed writing it. :)