Calleigh Duquesne
"Bang!"
Calleigh walked over the gelatin block that should contain the bullet she just fired. Before collecting the round, she investigated the unburned gunpowder around the place of impact. Somewhat it reminded her of an ink blot.
Weren't ink blots the weird pictures psychologists used when they didn't have any clue about their patients? Yeah.
Somehow the unburned gunpowder also reminded her of the stain wine left on the bottom of your wineglass when you finished it.
Alcohol. Alcohol and guns were probably the keywords for her childhood and youth back in Louisiana. Her father had became an alcoholic a long time ago, and although he really tried to stay sober and although she tried to help him with it as much as she could, somehow it just wouldn't work.
Calleigh grabbed the bullet from the gelatin block and looked at it. At first glance, the round looked the same as the round collected from the victim's body. She examined it under the microscope, unaware of the man who was admiring her from his position near the door.
Calleigh was the CSI that was truly special for Horatio. Not because he loved her, he did love her as a friend and her genuine concern over him at the times when he needed it was in her favor too, but because she probably was the only woman, the only person he dared sharing some feelings with at times, because she wouldn't judge him, whatever he felt. She wouldn't judge anyone based on their feelings, but on their actions. Horatio couldn't do anything but admire her for it.
Calleigh found out that the fragmentation of both the just fired round and the bullet from the victim's body matched, and she took a closer look at the victim's bullet.
"Fired at close range, Smith&Wesson revolver. .22" she said to herself while searching for a form to fill in on the results.
Horatio liked the way sun light reflected on Calleigh's blonde hairs when they were on a crime scene, and the TL-light in the gun lab certainly couldn't do what the sun could do, but he couldn't deny that even here Calleigh was a beautiful woman. And Horatio had seen many beautiful women in his life time. Calleigh just seemed to have this innocence over her.
Calleigh noted her results on the form she finally had found and was still looking at the form when she turned around to leave the lab. First she noticed a pair of very nice black shoes, before realizing Horatio stood there. She smiled at him.
"Hey handsome!" she said happily.
Horatio smiled too. Funny how something as simple as a genuine smile could make you feel all right again.
A/N: Next one up will be Natalia!