Chapter 2: The Lost Sunglasses
We were on a case as usual and an airplane had flown into a swamp. Not like we haven't done anything like this before. Can't we ever do anything different? Come on this will be a piece of cake.
Anyway, I'm getting off topic again. I seem to be doing that a lot latly.
Anyway, we were searching for survivors in the swamp and I had told Eric to lead the diving team and Calleigh and Ryan to collect any evidence that was left behind. Now that I think about it maybe I shouldn't have paired those two together. It should have been more obvious to me when Calleigh said that she would rather work with Eric than Ryan. I told her that she should just shut her big, fat mouth and get to work. On a case like this there is o time to complain every second that goes by evidence is lost.
I hope Calleigh doesn't read this, but just in case she does, SORRY, CALLEIGH. I SHOULDN'T HAVE TOLD YOU TO SHUT YOUR BIG, FAT MOUTH.
I have learned quite a bit by working with my CSI's, but if there is one thing I should have learned but didn't it would have to be DON'T GET ON CALLEIGH'S BAD SIDE.
For anyone who doesn't believe me, go try it for yourself.
Once again, Calleigh if you are reading this I'M SORRY!!!
Anyway, back to the story.
Calleigh wasn't to happy that I had partnered her up with Ryan. At the time I thought they would be the best people to collect the evidence from the plane wreck. Apparently, Calleigh wasn't happy with this, because the moment I told her to get over it she smacked me across the face and my sunglasses went flying off of my face and into the swampy water.
I quickly forgot about Calleigh and ran straight for the area of the swamp in which my glasses had landed. I then started to call for Eric.
"Eric" I screamed.
Eric quickly came over to me. "What's up H?"
"Eric, I need you to help me find something".
"Sure H, what is it?"
"My sunglasses".
"Your what?"
"My sunglasses you moron. Your girlfriend over there went and knocked them off of my face".
Eric looked at me with the strangest face I had ever seen him give me.
"First of all" he said "Calleigh is not my girlfriend. YET. And second of all WHO ARE YOU CALLING A MORON?"
"You don't want to help me fine. Then your fired".
"Your can't fire me just because I would rather do my job then help you find your sunglasses. Why don't you tell Calleigh to get her butt in here and help you find your stupid galsses if she's the one who started all of this".
Before I go any further I have some more apologies to make. ERIC I'M SORRY I CALLED YOU A MORON AND ALMOST FIRED YOU. I WILL EVEN APOLOGIZE TO YOU IF CALLEIGH IS READING THIS FOR I MAY HAVE JUST CAUSED SOME PROBLEMS WITH YOUR RELATIONSHIP THAT NEVER HAPPENED. YET!
Begore I got back to the story I must apologize to my readers who I must have really comfused with all of my apologizing.
Okay, back to the story for real now.
Eric had a good idea to get Calleigh in here to help me search for my sunglasses. So I called for her.
"Calleigh!"
"Yes, Horatio".
"Help me look for my sunglasses".
"Why?"
"Because this is all your fault. Also if you don't want to work with Ryan you're going to work for me".
"Fine" she said.
As soon as Calleigh got into the water we heard something go CRACK. We both looked down and Calleigh reached over to pick up a pair of broken sunglasses. I grabbed them out of her hands and left the crime scene.
What am I goint to do now? Without my sunglasses I'm nothing.