Broken

At a murder scene, Horatio and Calleigh find a girl, still alive but seriously injured. They try to help her get over the shock, but she runs away out of mistrust. But that's not the end of it.

Chapter 1: Discovery

Friday, 20th October

09:37 am

Horatio arrived at the house, looking tired from a previous case. The Hummer's engine died as he turned the key and took it out. The address had been correct, after a phone call was received from the housing agency. Brand new building. Belonged to Mr & Mrs Rider with their only child. Apparently they knew the whereabouts of a certain person that CSI had wanted for sometime, but had known the risks of a visit to the HQ.

Rain poured down as Horatio got out of the Hummer and shut the door. Lightning flashed dangerously low as thunder boomed angrily. There were no lights on in the house. Possibly a power cut but Horatio had seen lights on in the opposite house, so that couldn't be right. They had made sure of the time he was visiting and wouldn't leave the house. Something was really wrong.

Horatio knocked at the door.

"Mr & Mrs Rider? It's Horatio Caine, from the CSI. Hello?" He cried over the thunder. No reply. Horatio pushed down the handle. The door swung open. The house was gloomy, dark from the storm. Horatio pulled out his gun and went forwards. Something had happened before he had got here. He went into the living room. All the windows had been cracked and one was smashed in completely. There were signs of struggle, lamps were knocked over and tables on there sides. Horatio continued into the next room. As soon as he saw the scene, he grabbed his cell phone.

"Caine, serious murder case at 13 Garter Road. Urgent CSI needed." He said.

Blood spattered the walls, along with hand prints. Their fingers trailed down the wall and ended at the bottom, where a broken body lay, stabbed mercilessly in the back and head. Brain matter trailed pass the bodies' ear as its head lay in a pool of blood. Horatio shook his head in disgust and carried on into what was the bathroom. It too was a blood bath. Both the parents had been violently killed, but what about the… Horatio didn't want to see this. He could handle adult kills but not children murder.

Suddenly Calleigh came in, holding a suitcase tightly next to her and looking sick as she stared upon the scene.

"Horatio, what happened?" She exclaimed as Horatio got to a stand after examining the body, which was crumpled in the bath.

"It looks like our murderer found out about my visit." He muttered. "Calleigh, these are the parents. We've got to find the child and…" There was a sudden movement in another room.

"Are the rest of the team here yet?" Horatio asked, clutching his gun tightly.

"No, I was the first one to get your message." Calleigh replied, her eyes wide at Horatio.

"Someone's here."

Horatio raised the gun and walked quickly out of the bathroom, Calleigh close behind. There were bloody handprints across the walls, the floor covered with blood too. They lead into a bedroom. The trails of blood lead under a bed.

"Calleigh, stay out there." Horatio muttered as he walked slowly on the threshold. He walked up to the bed. As his foot went pass the bedpost, he heard a sudden intake of breath. He couched low and suddenly went onto his stomach, pointing the gun under the bed. There was a small scream. Horatio grabbed his torch from his belt and it flicked on. The ray fell upon a girl, cowering under the bed. Blood caressed her arms and legs and her hands were covering her face, but Horatio could see a deep cut on her face.

"Calleigh, it's the child. Call an ambulance." Horatio cried and he turned the torch off. The girl crawled up into the farthest corner, whimpering quietly and curled up into a ball.

"It's ok. No one is going to hurt you. We're here to help you." Horatio said, reaching out to the girl with his hand. The girl began shaking badly and shook her head. Horatio let out a wince as he saw whoever had done this had shot her three times, two in the arm, one in the leg. Her other leg had been slashed and the arm had been stabbed.

"I'm Horatio, from the CSI. No one is going to hurt you, but you need medical attention." He said again. But the girl spoke something that made him go cold.

"But that's what he said, he was Horatio. He was from the CSI." Blood dripped onto the carpet as she shook more violently. Suddenly Calleigh appeared beside him and gasped. Horatio felt sick. The girl thought that it had been him who did this, did this to her parents, did this to her. Suddenly blue and red lights flashed out side.

"Horatio, the rest of the team are here." Calleigh said quietly.

"That wasn't me. Look." Horatio brought out his ID and pushed it towards the girl. The girl saw the photo and red the details. Then she pushed it back. Horatio felt his heart melt as she burst into tears.

"Mum, Dad, their dead. I tried to stop him, I did but he just shot me. When I tried again, he had already killed Dad and…" She sobbed.

"Shhhhh, it's ok. You're going to be fine. We here to help you, but you need to…" He trailed off as suddenly the girl dropped her head.

"Shit, Calleigh she's blacked out. Help me with the bed, I can't reach her." Horatio yelled. Calleigh pulled the bed out and Horatio dived in. He scooped up the girl and placed her on the bed.

"Has she got a pulse?" Calleigh asked as a pool of blood steadily surrounded the girl.

"Yeah, but it's weak. Where are the paramedics?" Horatio exclaimed.

"They're here." Calleigh replied and she rushed off to meet them.

"C'mon, you have to hold on!" Horatio exclaimed.

I like cliffies. Why shouldn't I? Right, I usually stay around in the Teen Titans area, but I really wanted to do a CSI: Miami one, so here it is. One thing you should know, I do not know what is going on with all of the forensic things, so bare with me. Well, as soon as I get five reviews, I shall carry on. Cheerio:)