The Warehouse Chapter 4

"Emily...please...stay awake." he said as the gasping CSI closed her eyes.

He leaned over her. Her eyes opened but she looked confused. Her thin body convulsed. A gasping breath. A convulsion. Another gasping breath.

Then silence.

Emily Taylor wasn't breathing.

"NO!" He yelled. Ignoring his leg he turned himself so he was kneeling and began CPR.

He didn't know how long he kneeled there, ignoring the pain in his leg as he did chest compressions and breathed for her. He was not going to give up on her. She was not going to die. He wouldn't let her.

"Come on Emily. You have to breath." He said as he continued chest compressions.

Pain suddenly flared up in his leg. He gasped as his hands moved to clutch his leg. He was shaking uncontrollably and he felt dizzy. His breath came in short gasps. The room was spinning. He looked at Emily's small form laying there on the ground. He hadn't saved her. He shook his head as his vision blurred slightly. He had failed again.

Just like I failed Speed.

"I'm sorry." He mumbled.

The world spun more. He moaned as he lay back. He rolled over onto his side, facing away from Emily. He clutched his leg tightly. He shivered as if he was laying on ice.

Then, as if from a distance, he heard sirens and shouting. A door opened letting in the bright afternoon sunlight.

"Horatio! Emily!" He heard voices shouting. He recognized the voices of Ryan and Eric.

"OH MY GOD! HORATIO!" he heard Calleigh scream.

"Horatio, please don't be dead!" He felt Calleigh hand grab his wrist. "I need paramedics! He's got a pulse! Open your eyes baby, come on."

Calleigh nearly cried out in relief when Horatio blinked, his confused, tear filled eyes coming to rest on her.

"Calleigh...she's dead." He tried to sit up. "Emily…

Calleigh saw Eric kneeling next to her and paramedics gathered all around shouting. She turned back to Horatio.

"Shh, it's gonna be all right," she said stroking his hair as two paramedics came over. "Where does it hurt, baby?"

"My leg." He grunted in pain as the paramedic removed the makeshift bandage to examine the wound. The paramedic waved over a gurney.

Horatio held Calleigh's hand as she ran beside the paramedics. Just as he was being loaded into the ambulance, he saw the paramedics using a defibrillator on Emily.

"Why are they doing that? She's dead..." He mumbled.

"Shhh, baby." Calleigh answered.

Eric and Ryan reached Emily's body as Calleigh ran off to Horatio.

"Oh no." he said softly, kneeling down next to her.

Ryan knelt on her other side and felt for a pulse. His eyes widened.

"Eric, she has a pulse."

Eric sprang into action. "We need paramedics over here!" he shouted.

In about five seconds a team of paramedics surrounded them and began to work on Emily.

"I have a pulse, but it's weak," one said keeping his fingers on her wrist.

"Breathing is shallow," another said as she strapped an oxygen mask to Emily's face.

" Wounds to left arm and right shoulder, bleeding moderately."

"She's already lost a lot of blood."

"Ready! 1, 2, 3 LIFT!"

They put her on a gurney and ran towards the ambulance. Still shouting. Eric heard one voice shouting louder than the others.

"I've lost her pulse! Get the Cart!"

They were bringing out the defibrillator. "Clear!" one yelled as another pressed the paddles to Emily's chest. Her little body jumped as electricity shot through her.

"Still no pulse!"

"Try again!"

"Clear."

Emily's body jumped again. Vaguely, Eric noticed Horatio being loaded onto an ambulance. He looked a hell of a lot better than Emily.

"Still no pulse!"

"Clear!"

Another convulsion.

"I've got a pulse!"

"Load her up!"

"Eric! Come on!"

Ryan was tugging on his arm. He met the younger CSI's eyes and followed him onto the ambulance.

OH NO!