A/N: The CSIs are not mine, the bitch is, ok?
2, a dead woman's serendipity
The DADE building stood short compared to the neighboring corporations, but size didn't matter to Dr. Alexx Woods. Her ebony eyes hidden behind Chanel design sunglasses, she waited patiently for her newest arrival. By the introduction sent by Horatio, she was facing either smothering or choking, almost certain the former. As the minutes became longer, she began to wonder.
"Where the hell is that ambulance? It shouldn't take this long to get here." She thought out loud, the four o'clock sun already causing her a bit of discomfort through her Medical Examiner scrubs. Ten minutes later, one ambulance showed up, driving rather erratically. So much in fact that by the time it arrived to the main gate, security was crawling all over. It had literally smashed itself into the concrete wall, the front completely annihilated and nothing short of devastating. When the search group finally checked the driver's seat, the rescue team couldn't find trace of the drivers up in the front. With a swift type and send, Alexx sent a text message to her superior. With that out of the way, the medical examiner hurried to the back of the ambulance, to find her original victim. As soon as the thick doors fell apart with black crowbars, she saw her victim perfectly intact, her pale skin dulled by the shadows of the car's frame.
"You are a seriously lucky girl." Alexx managed to reply, her worries unfoundedly fleeting away. Her assistants carried out a quick cover-up and later the body was brought into the building's morgue. As the sun died down, Alexx strapped on a new pair of surgical gloves and began assessing Marla's belongings into medium-sized cardboard bags. Alexx then turned her attention to the corpse's previous position before the transfer. She studied the way each finger was contouring, her arched position and her gaping mouth. She couldn't help but to smile as she reached for a rape kit, Poor girl was getting her groove…
By means of meticulous care not to damage any fragile muscles in the victim's already strained body, Alexx withdrew five good samples of semen. Then came the opening of the thoracic chamber. With no evidence of a forced struggle, the medical examiner concluded her new addition was killed at the highest point of orgasm for both her and her killer, when they shared no control. A quick stapling and sewing and the body was put in a cabinet, to await Horatio's next order of business.
"You be good until I get back, I'll be at the cafeteria." Alexx said to Marla's very dead remains while closing the office. The sun was already on its last breaths when that lock clicked closed and Dr. Woods headed for a nearby cafeteria.
Meanwhile, Marla released the laughter she was holding in as it resounded against the other bodies surrounding her.
How can these humans be so stupid?
Using her glass nails, she tore the protective plastic sheet apart with one vile swoop. With the same claws, she grabbed hold of the metal and with supernatural strength, tore open the steel cabinet wide open. Her naked body gleamed with the examination table light, the incisions protruding from her skin. Marla surveyed her surroundings, watching every move the outsiders made. She grabbed a shirt and a pair of hip hugger jeans and clothed herself. She remembered her unsatisfactory relationship with Darren Hammel, the Miami district attorney, her face contorted with disgust. But a sensuous smile graced her moribund lips…the DADE Police had a better score…
And I just found my boss the best pet ever.
Ever since she saw him, her mind raced to so many scenarios, each one ending him at her mercy. To touch him, to play with him, to savor him, to devour him. Marla had to be extremely careful the moment he touched her face to examine her, or else he would've heard a pleasurable moan escape. And with proper motivation, she could make him feel the same way.
Suddenly, Marla heard the sound of the Morgue door open.
Fuck, the doctor's back…
Without even considering wearing shoes, Marla sped off, avoiding her examiner as she bent down to pick up some meaningless scrap. With an uncanny ability, she hid inside a storage closet and slammed it shut. Now, all she had to do was wait; wait for her newest lover to come strolling by with his trademark sunglasses in his hands.
A/N: So how was it? Reviews are greatly appreciated!