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"I don't own anything I did this because I loved the CSI Miami show and I wanted to do a story of my own. Just names not the same characters a TOTALLY different story. I don't think I'm the best writer but ... I hope you like it!"

In a hospital waiting room, a little girl abut 15 years old, brown hair was crying a man on her left and a women much younger than the man on her right hugging her. The woman had long blonde locks. They seem different but if you look close you can see their similarities.

Calliegh: It's OK, were gonna be fine (Hugging her)

Sally (Sister): No, it's not ok. It was all my fault. (Se lets out a sob)

John: No it wasn't your fault. She slipped. It was an accident.

Sally: Yes but if I wouldn't...

Calliegh: If you would nothing!

She takes her little sister face in her hands and wipes off the tears. " She is so innocent she has nothing to do with this and she still wants to take responsibility. I need to be strong, for her and for dad."

Calliegh: Listen to me! This was no ones fault! We'll get over this. We just need to move out.

Sally: (Stands up) And where?

Calliegh: Where there is enough distraction. Were I always wanted to go and we will be able to go on... Without mom.

John: Miami?

Calliegh: Miami.

In the next three days after the funeral of Sandy (MOM) they have already found someone who wanted to buy their farm. They had a pretty big farm, they had vegetables and fruits that weren't harvested yet. They had cows, chickens, sheep, pigs, goats and Calliegh's favorite, horses. Before they left Calliegh decided to ride her horse one last time.

Calliegh: Oh Ben, I'm gonna miss you pal. (Patting on his neck)

She got on him and she left. "Why did mom have to do this to us? Why did she just leave? We needed her." Calliegh started crying and she headed back to her house just in time to finish packing up.

Sally: Ready Cal?

Calliegh: I guess so. You?

Sally: Never going to be.

Calliegh: Ohh come on. I'm sure this is what mom have wanted for us. A fresh start. I mean I know it's hard to know because her best friend was her bottle but... But I'm sure this is exactly what she wanted. For us to be happy.

Sally: We wont fit in Miami.

John: Now I's sure THAT is true. (Pointing at Sally)

Calliegh: I don't know I have a hunch. I mean dad you can work in what you studied for, law. And Sally...

Sally: I can be a model?

Calliegh: Nooooo... You can finish school. And I'll try to find a job as a police officer like always, then we can surely work something out.

John: Well we better get going before our plane leaves us.

Calliegh turned and looked all over the house, remembering all the good and bad times. She came out of her mind when she felt her right eye get flooded with a tear that came down a few seconds later. She wiped it off and left. When they get to Miami the rent a motel.

John: (Taking off his leather jacket) How long are we gonna stay here?

Sally: Yeah. It doesn't feel like a home.

Calliegh: Just for some days, or until tomorrow if we are lucky.

John: What do you mean "if we are lucky"?

Calliegh: We are gonna buy an apartment with the money from the farm.

Sally: But wasn't that supposed to be for school?

Calliegh: I know sweetie but think about it. If we, and by we I mean dad and me, get jobs we can pay the rent and your school.

Sally:( Sitting on the second bed) So mean while I...

John: Mean while you ma'am are going to a public school.

Sally: (Sighs) Fine!

The next morning Sally, John and Calliegh found a perfect little apartment where they stayed. It had 3 bedrooms and 1 bathroom. A month later Calliegh was making lunch and the smoke alarm suddenly went off. He went to the kitchen where he found his daughter coughing and cursing at her self. He dragged her out of there and sat her on the couch. When the alarm went off and Calliegh stopped coughing they talked.

Calliegh: Soooo... How was the interview?

John: Sorry honey I couldn't' get it. How about you.

Calliegh: They said they would call... I'm sorry for burning the lunch.

John: It's ok sweetie. You did your best.

Calliegh: (Started crying and hugged her dad) What would have happen if she wasn't drunk, if she just... stopped since the beginning? It's all her fault!

John: Don't blame her.

Calliegh: Don't!... Don't blame her!? What someone put a gun on her head and asked her to drink every single day!?

John: She had her reasons.

Calliegh: Stop defending her! There are no good reasons to be alcoholic!.

John walked away but before he left he turned around.

John: She will tell you why... I'm so sorry Cal.

Calliegh: Who is she?! Who she?! Daddy! (Sighs in fustration and leaves).

Well that was it I think... It was the first chapter well not that interesting right? But don't stop reading and comment on the story. If you liked it , if you didn't. See you next time!