"Calleigh"! Eric cursed himself even as he shouted her name – he had revealed his position and he was treated to a shower of bullets as a reward. Ducking down, he returned fire.

Chaos broke out. Some gang members aimed at where they thought police officers would be. Others took advantage of the confusion to aim at their rivals. The CSIs returned fire as best they could, whilst sheltering from the bullets. The gang members, unprotected and exposed, were easy targets, and many fell with bullet wounds.

Eric saw two uniformed officers dart out from behind the crates and pull Calleigh to her feet. She was alive. She was walking. They ran for cover, sheltering from the rain of bullets.

"All units, do NOT break cover, I repeat – DO NOT BREAK COVER. We are GO for Plan B." Horatio's voice came over the radio system.

They knew what to do. Every CSI, every patrol officer, pulled back, as far into the shadows as they could. The gang members were slow to realise what was happening, too preoccupied with shooting each other. The massive doors to the industrial units were thrown open, revealing Greg and his team, until now hidden from view. The gang members didn't have time to react – before they had even turned around, the crew from Miami Dade Fire and Rescue turned their high-pressure hoses directly into the melee.

People were swept off their feet, unable to stand - let alone fire their weapons. As soon as the shooting stopped, Horatio gave the signal. Eric, along with his colleagues, rushed forward, still pointing his weapon. Horatio's team picked off the floundering men one by one as they tried to escape the cascading water, using cable ties to bind their wrists, and ushered them away. With almost half of the gang-members either dead or too badly injured to move, and the rest disarmed and struggling against the water, it wasn't long before the situation was under control.

The flow of water was finally turned off, and paramedics were able to move in, treating the casualties under the watchful eye of armed patrol officers. Eric left his team to deal with the remaining gang members, and ran to where Calleigh was sheltering.

She was propped against the wall. A patrol officer was with her, applying pressure to a gunshot wound on Calleigh's left arm. Blood oozed out of a graze over her eye.

"Get me a paramedic over here!" Eric yelled. A man carrying his emergency kit diverted towards them. "Calleigh…" He knelt by her side.
"I'm fine, Eric. It's just a knick."
"You broke your promise."
"No I didn't. I was careful. Nothing life-threatening, just enough to get me out of the paperwork." She smiled at him.
"Stand aside please, sir." The paramedic took over, pushing the patrol officer out of the way. Calleigh flinched as he placed gauze and bandages over her wound.
"You've always gotta be the hero, haven't you Cal." Eric accused her, trying to distract her from pain.
"It's a tough job, but somebody has to do it."
"OK, Ma'am, we should get you to the hospital. Can you stand?" the paramedic asked.

Calleigh nodded and rose to her feet, supported by Eric. They emerged from their shelter, and began the walk to the ambulance. A few people started clapping when they saw them, applauding Calleigh's heroism, celebrating that she was OK. She smiled and ducked her head, embarrassed. She shifted her gaze to the driver of the Mercedes, being checked by a paramedic. He was unhurt.

Eric helped her into the ambulance. "I'll catch up with you at the hospital, OK?"
"No rush. Horatio needs you here for now. I'll be fine."
Eric kissed her on the forehead. "I'll be there soon. I love you."

Eric pushed the door of the ambulance shut and pounded on the door. As it pulled away, he turned and headed back to Horatio.

His superior stood, hands on hips, sunglasses pulled over his eyes, surveying the scene. Slowly, the casualties were being removed. Alexx had arrived and was going over the bodies. Officers were escorting groups of gang members to waiting vans, where they would be transported to holding.

"Nice job out there, Eric. Seven dead, but none of them our people. In fact, our only casualty was Calleigh."
Eric smirked and shook his head "Typical Calleigh."
"She likely saved that man's life, so we'll let her off with this one. How's she doing?"
"She's fine, the bullet grazed her arm. She's on her way to the hospital now."
"We're almost done here. Let's get this place cleared up."