A/N: Thank you for reading Between Desires and Insects and now here's the next installment in the storyline...
Spin Spin Sugar is actually the name of a track in Dance Dance Revolution that I really enjoy and it just played itself into both CSI: Miami and New York. It's just a sexy song that comes to mind.
This is actually the crossover that will stick out for the rest of the storyline, with characters from New York that my sister and I have given a twist to.
This story also deals with 9-11 so anyone who is uncomfortable with the event, this story might not be for you.
The gore and paranormal stuff will be here...but I'd best shut up and let you read
Horatio, Mac and their respective CSIs (c) their creators, Daikonran and Secondet (c) my sisters
1, Prologue: Lonely
The music boomed deafeningly loud along the weak plaster walls in the raving Fate bar. It had become infamous as the site of a couple of murders but that was in the past. It brought in twice as many patrons than before, some just wanting to be in the presence of where bodies once were.
Two college graduates were outside, physically expressing their love for each other behind the bouncer's exit. The male touched his love's nether regions while the female tempted him with suckles around his neck. Already half dressed; they decided to go into one of the abandoned hotels in the area and make sweet love to each other. As they arrived at the foyer of the St. Lucía's Inn and Restaurant, the female dancer noticed a peculiar object stick out from rubble. She drew closer and took a lighter piece of cement...and found herself looking straight into the sorrowful eyes of a dead little child.
In New York City, Mac Taylor found himself wondering in his thoughts. It had been a while since he had done that. His left eye caused him a bit irritation but it had become normal for him. As long as it didn't stop his work. The paperwork had worn his sight momentarily just as Stella Bonasera came into the room. He smiled as the woman plopped a new assignment for them.
"Stella, how long has PECU been here?"
Stella rolled her eyes, not this again. "Five years to date. The case I just handed you is precisely related to that, so you can imagine how Danny must be right about now."
Taylor chuckled, "Like a kid with a new toy, I take it?"
"He IS a kid with a new toy; Kino's latest book arrived and he's eating it up. So, if I were you I'd keep that eye of yours out of sight until this case finishes."
The Miami scandal had concluded just over two months ago and it had Mac thinking for a while. He wasn't scared of vampires trying to capture him; he already had them on a leash. But something piqued his interest.
"Stella, how much was in that Federal grant that the mayor set up for PECU?"
"$5 million and the people are actually satisfied with the results, especially with the congressman found to be a cannibalistic zombie. Why?"
Mac grinned as he leaned on his desk. On it were cutouts of the whole Miami-DADE incident, ironically named 'Lost Sheep'. His thanks to the lieutenant was past due, perfect chance to set things right.
"Guess I'm going on vacation."
"I thought Horatio always showed up at the crime scene. You guys lied to me!" Daikonran Kino retorted with an annoyed expression as Calleigh Duquesne got off her Hummer.
"Trust me, he does; but today's a special occasion." The ballistic expert replied with a mischievous smile.
"And that would be?" Kino continued as he took out his own crime scene kit.
"Today's execution. He wanted to be there personally." Eric Delko answered.
"Hmm…never thought of him as morbid," Kino said to himself.
The execution was that of Stuart Otis; convicted child molester and serial killer.
He had a sizeable rap sheet that included 14 kidnappings, 1 attempted, and 14 murder charges, all of which he was found guilty. The court ruled for the death penalty by the matter of lethal injection. For the families of the deceased, it was but a bit of comfort that the murderer was put to justice.
Horatio sat in the farthermost seat of the room, just hidden from view. From all of his hidden scars, watching children die was one of his more permanent. To see resolution over that case would satisfy him the most. He then remembered a conversation with a little girl he had on the bus to Miami two months ago. She seemed just the type who would've fallen victim to Otis; five to six year range, eye-catching and vulnerable. He looked into the condemned man and subtly glared at him.
You're getting what you deserve…paying your dues.
The reply was unfeeling and cold as Stuart was strapped to the stretcher and read his last rites. The audience looked on as the priest sprinkled the holy water onto Otis' forehead. Horatio cringed slightly; he was supposed to get his weekly dose of holy water that day.
Ever since he returned from Archimedes' torture, Secondet Leonhart, Daikonran's "wife", diagnosed him with the early stages of vampiric infection from all the bites the Covenant had given him. The only way to reverse it was to inject blessed water directly into his veins for a certain amount of time. He had been in treatment for 8 weeks and each occasion he'd get the same reaction: vomiting of blood and bleeding through the larger scars.
Horatio refocused, staring intently as the executioner introduced the first of four chemicals, the tranquilizer, and its chemical name sodium thiopental. The audience watched intently as Otis' muscles became eerily calm and relaxed. Caine's deep blue eyes could still meet with Otis, his stare relaxed.
"Is there anything that you would like to say to the audience before…"the lawyer present was interrupted by Stuart's very high claim.
"I am not scared of death…I know for a fact that the dead have a habit to come back, am I right, Horatio?"
The other members were unnerved but Horatio was indifferent to the comment. He probably heard of his captivity through the news, but that was the past. Something about the comment made him think…but he set is aside as delusional rambling. He watched as the executioner inserted the second chemical, the paralysis agent otherwise known as pancuronium bromide.
Just as the first seizures took place, the electric power suddenly short-circuited throughout the Lower Florida region, spreading absolute darkness in the early hours. When the lights flipped back on, the lieutenant took account of all present. He looked around; eleven members of the audience, himself, the lawyer, the executioner but no Otis in sight.
How the hell?!
The reinforced doors had not been opened or altered at the moment so the only people in the lethal injection chamber were those present. Horatio tried to move said door but found it near impossible to move without any help. Even worse, the whole room seemed just right, with nothing out of place.Inside job…Doubt it.
The women were weeping inconsolably as Horatio conducted his preliminary search. Otis was on the loose and the quote he had spurted out just before the calming agent now haunted Caine's mind…
"Ryan, Dade Prison now."
Airplanes made Taylor just a bit nervous, but who could blame him? Losing his beloved wife to the 9-11 attacks did a number of his confidence in them. As the flight neared its destination, he reminded himself why he was there: to thank the lieutenant for the murder spree between both cities and get a word with his old friend, Kino. Not two seconds out of the airport, and he nearly collapsed from the sudden heat wave.
Is it always this damn hot here? He asked himself while he called a taxi. "To Miami DADE," he requested from the taxi driver. He shook off the nearly four hours of flying, ready to enjoy the company.
"Poor baby…she had to be here for two days before anyone noticed. Massive blunt force trauma in the cranial area, spinal cord severed." Alexx Woods explained as she surveyed the childish body. "Baby went quick but not quick enough. Classic signs of domestic abuse."
Daikonran shuddered. "That hit close to home." He remarked as he revised the surrounding rubble. He looked up as to tie his hair back to find a gaping hole in the roof.
"Well we know how she got here; she was dumped." Calleigh stated, using her flashlight to locate any possible human involvement. "There's a possibility that whoever dumped her probably killed her too. Timeline's too fuzzy."
Eric patted the former bounty hunter on the back. "You sure you want to take this?"
"If I could take child killers in New York, this is cakewalk." Kino retorted as he headed up the rickety foyer stairs.
"Child Killers?" Delko inquired while accompanying Daikonran uphill the steps.
"Children who kill for the hell of it. Ex-assassins for the wars, ancient vamps, you'd be surprised how ruthless kids can be when pushed." Daikonran responded. Kino had been enlisted two months prior and he was enjoying himself. He was also recruited as a sniper with almost disturbing accuracy.
"All right we're at the site. About twenty, twenty-two feet at most from the body." He announced through the hole, greeting Duquesne with a flash of light.
"Find anything?"
Both men took a look around with their flashlights.
"Well, let me put it this way; I won't be coming home anytime soon for the next five hours." Kino stated with a tepid smile. There was something fair enough, a mole hole of something.
"And to think, we could be at Otis' execution."
A/N: Thank you for reading! Review are greatly appreciated!
