Chapter 7
Horatio ran to the senseless Gordana who laied next to the heavy steel-door of the storage room. She was couvered with bruises and had a terrible burn on her arm. Together with Frank he pulled her away from the burning building. They could hear sirens. Someone called the fire-brigade...
"Ms. Matic´! Ms. Matic´ are you okay?" Horatio said and felt her pulse.
She was alive... but too hardly injured...
Far away in New York...
Jonathan Long stood in the kitchen and talked on the phone with his wife.
"When you will come home?" he asked.
"In a hour maybe! Why?" she said and Jonathan told her what happend. He whispered. "WHAT!" she screamed. "I come home as fast as possible!"
Jonathan hang off in that moment Nick entered the room. Next to his red hairs... Nick also had a thick beard now... Jonathan was scared for a short moment.
"Hey, where is the mirror in the bathroom?" he asked.
"Oh, the mirror... is broken!" Jonathan lied. "Sit down in the living-room... I just get some... snacks!"
Nick left the room and Jonathan start to pray...
In Miami, Jake and the others left the married couple in thier hotel-room.
"Find this guy!" the man said before he closed the door.
"We will!" Lao Shi said and together they left the hotel.
"And what do you want to tell Trixie?" Spud asked.
"Not all of course! That will just upset her! But of course we need some more informations above the CSI's investigation." Jake said.
"Why I can't change with one of them again?" Spud asked.
"Because I left the mirror in the shop!" Lao Shi said annoyed and took his mobile. "I have no clue why but I have this strange feeling that your father made something very stupid... aww... forget it!" he said and put the mobile back.
In the hospital, Trixie sat next to her father who slowly woke up. She and her mother start to cry when they saw that he woke up. He was perplexed. He forgot what happend...
"You are in the hospital! You are okay!" his wife said and kissed him on his forehead. "Someone shoot on you!"
When they talked Trixie was happy again. But she also felt guilty. Her father saw that Trixie was suffering when she saw him laying here.
"T... Trixie... my... my throusers!" he stammered.
"What? Your throusers?" she asked and turned to see the blody clouthes of her father laying on a chair.
"There... a letter!" he stammered further and Trixie found an envelope with a letter in a plastic-bag with all other things her father had in his pockets. "Please, read aloud it for me! I... found it short time... before we ... in the bar..."
On the envelope someone wrote 'Hank'. Trixie opened it and pulled out a hand-wrote letter. She sat down next to his father and start to read.
"Dear, Hank... we are best friends. So I know, I can tell you everything! I wanted to tell it you personaly, but I can't... you should be the first who know that I will cancel my duty to live with Helen together. Helen is a 'very special person'. So I want to live with her... but there is also something I can't tell you. About Helen, about me and about... " Trixie stopped. In fear she saw that the sentence was: About Helen, about me and about your daughter who has a terrible secret in front of you all! Trixie imagined a new sentence and read further: "...and about us! If you would know it you would understand me. I hope that you never have to read this letter. Because when you read this lines, it means that I disappeared, that I'm missing, in come or dead! So I hope that we all can celebrate my marriage together, you and your family are all invite. Mike. PS: When I'm really dead... doesn't drink any juice in Miami..."
Trixie was confused. Her mother too. Just Hank shaked his head, because he seemed to know what was really going on...
Several miles away, Natalia took with a swab some of the juice in the damaged shelve. Than she took a laser pointer to check from which direction the bullet came and immediately found it... the shoot came from a balcony on the other street side. Natalia left the market and walked to the apartment building. It was a wide tidy building with big aparments...
Natalia entered it and walked to the apartment where the shoot came from. In that moment a woman arrived in the corridor.
"What do you want?" she asked.
"My name is Natalia Boa Vista! CSI! Is this your apartment?" she asked the woman.
"Yes, I live here with my son and my husband! Why, is it because that what happend in this market?" the woman asked back.
"Yes! The shoot came from your balcony!" Natalia said and shocked the woman.
"What... but my son is inside!" the woman said afraid and took her key to open the door.
In fear she realized that the door wasn't locked. And the chain which hold the door closed was also cut threw. Natalia lift her gun and saw in fear that the apartment was demolished. And than both saw in shock the 13 years old son laying on the ground... senseless.
"JIMMY!" the woman screamed horrified and ran to him.
When the woman hugged her son Natalia walked threw the apartment. All clear. Nobody inside. Natalia walked out on the balcony to scream something to the paramedics who where still in front of the market. Just a minute later they arrived and looked for the boy.
"Don't worry... he is just senseless." one of them said and relieved the mother.
Natalia looked around to understand what happend here.
They boy is alone here, watching TV or something else. Than someone knocks against the door. The boy opens, the chain is in the lock...
But what happend than. Natalia escorted the mother to the ambulance car. The boy was just senseless but they took him to the hospital to make a check up. When they walked to the ambulance Natalia asked her some questions.
"Just a moment than you can escort your son to the hospital. Where is the father of the boy?"
"In Paris! He is pilot and often not at home!" the mother answered fast.
"And why he was alone?"
"He came from school when I realized that we where out of some things. I gone to the shops... I was just one hour away..."
"Do you have any enemys?"
"NO!" the mother said before she entered the ambulance and drove with her son away.
Natalia looked back on the apartment and than on the market. They attacket a child just to shoot on some bottles...
On another place... hundreds of bottles where destroyed in the storage. The fire-brigade could prevent that the fire demolished the main-building but the storage and all inside was almost totally destroyed. Horatio looked around between all the broken bottles on the ground and the molten shelves. All liquids where just dust now. He left the destroyed storage to walk to Gordana who sat with several bandages around her arms and her forehead under a palm. She had fear in her eyes. She was totally apart.
"Ms. Matic´ how are you?" Horatio asked.
Gordana didn't answered...
Not far away, Jake, Spud, Lao Shi and Fu Dog sat in the van and drove above the highway. When they listened to the news that it happend a third time they where scared. This time a drinks market.
"What if really the drinks where the target!" Spud said.
"But why would someone shoot on drinks?" Fu Dog replied.
"Well, the first both times, someone who has contact with the magical-world was involved... what if there was something magical in the drinks?" Spud said.
Lao Shi thinked about it. "That would be an explanation... but that's impossible. We have strict laws that prevent that potions enter the humans-world without..." Lao Shi said but than his mobile rang... "Yes!"
"Hello,... a male voice said... are you the American Dragon's grandfather?" the man asked.
"Yes, why?"
"I'm calling from Paris! I got a call from my wife that someone knocked down my son and than used our balcony to shoot on a..."
"Don't talk further we alredy know that with the drinks! Who are you?"
"My name is Bonson... Edward Bonson! I'm a wizard. I think that someone attacket my son because that what I am. I'm here in Paris and I can't leave so..."
"Don't worry... we will look for him!" Lao Shi said.
"Oh... before I forget... my son and my wife have no clue what I am! I wanted to tell my son the truth when... he got his full powers. But now he is 13 and he still haven't it... I'm in a very difficult situation..."
"I understand!" Lao Shi said and hang off.
In the crime-lab...
Calleigh entered the lab Valera was working in again and looked on her.
"You said that it's important!" Calleigh said and Valera agreed.
"Do you remember this, I call it 'potion', we found in Helen Garrison's blood?" she aksed and now Calleigh agreed. "I found the same... in some bottles of tomato-juice from both crime-scenes but in a much higher concentration. And all bottles where sold from the Dade-Friendly-Helpers-Club!"
"And did you found out what it is exactly?" Calleigh asked.
"No! But I found out what was in this 'potion'!" Valera said and took a list. "5% newt-eyes, 10% feathers of a turkey, 10% chicken-legs, 25% reendeer fat, 48% water and two percent crocodile-blood..."
Calleig was disgusted. But than she took the list and walked away. She decide to test what this really was...
"I go and look what will happen when I cook this..." Calleigh said and left.
Horatio meanwhile, sat next to Gordana who still looked afraid. She wasn't able to talk really. But finally she stammered some words: "Is it... gone..."
"What? What is gone?" Horatio asked confused.
"The... the monster..."
End of Chapter 7
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