Chapter 8

A/N: Thank you all as always. Warning... Long chapter! Thank you very much Betty, for proofing and helping me to get this to the readers ASAP! You're the best!

Enjoy!

Here we go…


III

Calleigh Duquesne sat at the console, next to one of the security officers. Her eyes glued to the TV monitor in front of her. She repeatedly watched the same scene unfold, over and over again, trying to figure out what the Cruz brothers were up to.

She mumbled, "What are you two planning?"

Alexx stood nearby, keeping her eyes on Calleigh and the real time security monitors.

"It would help if we had some sound," Alexx said turning back toward the real time cameras.

"Tell me about it," Calleigh replied, moving in closer toward the screen. Her eyes narrowed.

"There," she pointed lifting from her chair. "They took Horatio into that cell!" She turned to the security guard sitting next to her. "Do we have a closer camera to monitor that cell?"

"I think, we might," he muttered tapping a few keys.

The screen in front of Calleigh flashed and the camera angle changed. Lines and static filled the screen and then it blinked. She saw him. She saw them from a distance. They had a side view and could see two men in the prison cell.

"Oh my god," Calleigh quietly breathed biting down on her lip. "That's Horatio," she pointed, "there on the floor."

Alexx moved in closer towards the monitor. "And who's that with him?" she asked with concern seeing the dark haired man, bending down next to the redhead.

Calleigh answered hesitantly, "I don't know. But.…" She exhaled and raked a hand through her hair. "Can you clear this picture up at all? Why is it so fuzzy?" Calleigh snapped frustrated.

The security guard nodded. "Our surveillance system is not the greatest. It's always fuzzy but we never had a problem keeping track of the inmates."

"I can barely make out his face," Alexx said behind Calleigh. "Can you get in any closer on them?"

The security guard smirked and shook his head. "No. This is the best we can do."

Calleigh moved her head side to side feeling helpless. She gritted her teeth feeling her emotions bear down on her.

'Get a hold of yourself, Duquesne,' she berated. 'He's alive, and you can see him,' she reminded herself attempting to cope with the situation. She observed the monitor looking for details, moving in closer.

Horatio's was sitting up against the cell wall. His legs bent upwards, his arms resting over them. Calleigh's eyes narrowed and she let them slowly process the scene.

"He sitting forward," she quietly shared. "He probably doesn't want to lean back against the wall."

Alexx nodded in understanding. "He's protecting his back, isn't he?"

Calleigh nodded still looking on. "Yeah. Looks like it.

A moment passed and they watched the dark haired man look out of the cell.

Calleigh gnawed down on her lip waiting, wondering what he was going to do.

"Something's up," the guard murmured. He's looking for someone maybe."

Calleigh's eyes were glued to the screen. She watched the man go back into the cell, fill a cup of water and hand it to Horatio. Her brows furrowed.

"What the hell….," the guard said letting his words trail off.

Alexx cocked her head to the side in confusion. "Did he just… give Horatio a cup of water?

"I think he did," the guard replied in disbelief. He tucked his chin. "He's… helping him?"

Calleigh pointed at the screen. "Who is he? I want to know who this inmate is. Can you ID him?

"Um…" The guard tapped a few keys then rubbed his jaw in thought. "I can't get a clear view of his bracelet."

"His shirt," Calleigh said turning back to the guard. The DOC number above the pocket."

Every inmate had a Department of Corrections number given when they were incarcerated. It identified the convict and also gave information and a complete profile, which included date of birth, crimes they committed, and what unit they were being housed in.

The guard hit a few more keys then inclined his head toward Calleigh explaining, "If I can read the number correctly, you are aware there is no way to be one hundred percent sure that is the inmate. The convicts are smart. I'm pretty sure they'll swap shirts so they can't be identified."

"Let's give it a try anyway," Calleigh said with optimism, when Ryan approached.

"Hey, anything new?" Ryan asked with some files in hand.

"No. But we're making progress," Alexx answered with a small smile.

Ryan leaned in closer toward Calleigh and the security monitors.

"Is that… is that H?" He paused and found Calleigh's eyes. "Is this a live feed?"

Calleigh nodded and the guard answered, "Yes, it's the Lieutenant and yes, it's a live feed of what's happening right now."

Ryan stared at the screen. "H doesn't look good. What happened to his shirt?"

Calleigh heaved a sigh trying to concentrate on the screen in front of her.

"They ripped it off him when they tortured him," Alexx answered with venom in her tone. "Bastards," she mumbled low.

"Inmate 269385, is a Mr. Paul Donlan." The security guard said looking over at Calleigh. "This guy's in for felony robbery," the guard snorted a laugh. "He tried to rob an armored car. No weapons charges or any record before that. Says he's in here for 30 years."

"I know that name," Calleigh exhaled a breath and looked back at Ryan. "Armored car…." Calleigh repeated, looking down, trying to recall the case.

Ryan shook his head. "I don't remember working any case involving an armored car theft."

Calleigh snapped her finger in recogniiton. "No you wouldn't. It was Speedle's case and mine. You weren't working at the lab yet."

Ryan nodded. "So H put this guy away then. Oh no."

"Yeah," Calleigh said with narrowing eyes. "But there's more to it. Donlan was set up by his own sister. She made up a story she was kidnapped and told Donlan if he didn't pay the kidnappers ransom, they would kill her." Calleigh paused remembering the case clearly. "Donlan exchanged the money in the armored car, with counterfeit money, but some idiots tried to hold up the armored car that morning and his partner got killed."

"Damn," Ryan breathed. "His own sister set him up. That had to be hard on the guy."

"What's even harder to believe, is he was suckered into it. He was completely misled and only trying to save his baby sister." Calleigh inhaled deeply.

"Horatio tried to help him and in the process and discovered his sister, Mary Donlan's involvement. She was the one who set him up from the get-go. The manager of the bank was also a conspirator as well and involved with her. They're both still serving time.."

"Yeah but this guy… Donlan, he's innocent," Ryan said in confusion. "His sister betrayed him. That's not his fault."

"No, it's not, but he did commit a felony by exchanging the armored car money. His partner also got killed in the hold up."

"30 years is a long time, Calleigh. You'd think the judge would have gone easy on him, knowing he was set up and all."

"Yeah. I remember Horatio even went before the judge in an attempt to shorten Mr. Donlan's sentence. He told him how he cooperated in the investigation, but it didn't work out."

Ryan tilted his head with interest. "Why not?"

Calleigh gnawed on her lower lip remembering. Her green eyes tightened.

"The judge was, Judge Joseph Ratner. He had a grudge against Horatio and he wasn't about to help him. Instead, to get back at Horatio, he gave Donlan the maximum sentence of 30 years." Calleigh let out a soft breath. "Horatio was devastated he couldn't help the man."

"Son of a bitch," Alexx muttered. "That judge caused so many problems for Horatio and the team. I have to say I was glad the day they gave up the search and rescue, and pronounced him dead."

"Me too," Calleigh said with hesitancy.

Ryan held out his hand. "I think these may help," he said handing Calleigh the files on the Cruz brothers.

Calleigh gave Ryan a small smile. "Thanks, Ryan. I'll give them to the warden, in the meantime, keep your eyes on that screen and let me know if anything happens. Anything, Ryan."

He nodded and sat at the security station. "Okay. I got it, Calleigh."

Alexx stood behind Ryan and watched Calleigh walk over toward the warden. Her eyes went back towards the monitors and she shook her head.

"Let's hope the warden has a plan to get them out… alive."

Calleigh walked over towards the quiet group, who were discussing their options, when the warden looked up at her. Calleigh handed her the case files.

"I think these will help you get a clearer picture of who and what you are dealing with." Calleigh explained softly.

The wardenr nodded and gestured with her hand for Calleigh to join them.

"Won't you please have a seat? We were just discussing our options."

Calleigh inclined her head and sat down, giving a quick glance back over at Alexx and Ryan.

"So where are we?" The warden continued.

The leader of the CERT team came forward. "So far the inmates made no attempt to contact us and they have not answered our calls."

Pete Bolin, the correctional officer spoke out. "The FBI is on the way." He shook his head. "They're going to come in here and take over, unless we do something now."

Calleigh sighed. There were still no answers. They were no further along than before. They had no idea want the Cruz brothers wanted and why. She sat there feeling frustrated and angry.

"I think we need someone experienced in negotiations here. Perhaps they could attempt to contact the Cruz brothers." Calleigh said with a sigh.

The warden nodded her approval and answered. "The CERT team has a negotiator and they have tried Detective Duquesne."

Calleigh chewed on her lip, knowing she was about to cross the line.

She replied firmly. "Why not let me try to contact them."

Some of the SWAT members groaned and looked at one another in amusement.

Calleigh saw their reactions and instead of getting angry she kept her emotions at bay and stood focused.

"They know me. I've dealt with them before. What's the worst that could happen? They don't talk to me, and isn't that exactly where we are at now?"

The blonde made sense, and also made an impression on most standing there. Including the warden.

"We at least have to try," she said looking at each person there.

"I agree," the CERT leader stated with a nod. "She has already established a connection with them.

"Give me a break!" The SWAT leader groaned. "What connection," he barked then continued. "They only spoke to her because they want to rape her! That's not much of a connection if you ask me!" His voice rose up, "We need to attack. We need to take them by surprise!" He looked over at Calleigh, who defiantly crossed her arms across her chest holding his gaze. "We don't need some CSI sharp shooter telling us how to do our job!"

"That's enough," the warden snapped at the SWAT leader. "You were warned. Now you can take your men and secure the perimeter of this prison. Do you understand me?"

The SWAT leader glared, shook his head and let out a heavy breath. "Yes, Ma'am. We're on it."

With one last fierce look at Calleigh, the SWAT leader marched away.

"Detective Duquesne, please accept my apology." The warden said bowing her head. Special Ops can sometimes be very…."

"Arrogant," Calleigh finished for her with a slight smile.

The warden gave Calleigh a grin back. "Okay, so what did you have in mind detective?"

"Let me try to talk to them," she said in thought.

The CERT leader stepped forward. "We can try and call again and if they don't answer… well," He looked at Calleigh. "If the detective is willing, we can take her back inside. With the proper coverage and protection, of course."

The warden nodded. "Okay. Let's try the phone first and take it from there."

Calleigh walked over toward Alexx and Ryan. "The warden gave me the okay to try and contact them."

Alexx's eyes widened.

Ryan blinked back his shock. "How?"

"Phone first," Calleigh said with a slight smile, taking a seat next to Ryan. "When I'm on the phone, keep your eyes on the screen and the hostages.

"Okay Cal," Ryan nodded.

The security guard added, "We'll be recording everything anyway. Have been since this all started."

"Good," Calleigh said with a nod.

The CERT leader handed her a phone and began to dial a number. The warden and the rest of the group gathered around listening intently.

The phone rang several times and there was no answer. They tried again, three more times and Calleigh was beginning to lose hope.

"What phone are you trying to call them on?" Calleigh inquired.

"One of my team members went in earlier and gave them a cell phone, so we could contact them. So far, we've gotten nil." The CERT leader explained.

"I have an idea," Calleigh said recalling the scene played out in her head. She remembered when they searched Horatio, Frank and Eric. They took all the cell phones.

She began to dial a number, Horatio's number, knowing Clavo had his phone. The phone rang three times and was finally answered.

"Whaz up!" the thick Spanish tone asked with a laugh. "This phone is actually working in here."

"Clavo? Clavo Cruz?" Calleigh asked feeling a rush of adrenaline surge through her, at the sound of his voice. The CERT leader put the call on speaker.

"That's right baby." He answered and Calleigh could hear the bastard's smile.

She gritted her teeth but keep her emotions in check.

"Clavo, this is CSI Calleigh Duquesne, do you remember me? You spoke with me when the gates closed."

"Aah, how could I forget a sweet thing like you baby. You want to get together when I get out of here? It shouldn't be long now. I can make you feel so good."

Calleigh bit down on her lip. 'Ignore this moron and remember what you need to do.'

"Clavo, we have been trying to establish some form of communication so we can help you. But you have to answer the phone and talk to us."

"I did answer the phone sweet thing." He laughed.

"What is it you want, Clavo?" She asked firmly.

Clavo's eyes tightened. He smiled. "You know what would really make me happy?"

"What?" said Calleigh.

"You. In here, with me." He chuckled. "Oh baby, I'm getting hard just thinking about you," Clavo replied sarcastically. When Calleigh didn't respond he continued. "Why don't you personally come in here and I will tell you my— our demands. What do you say baby?"

The warden shook her head. She didn't think it was a good idea.

The CERT team leader gave Calleigh a nod and she answered.

"Okay. "I'll come in and talk to you in person but if I do this, you have to do something for me."

"I'd do lots of things for you, baby," Clavo laughed.

"I want you to let someone go, as an act of good faith." Calleigh smirked knowing he would say no.

"Good faith!" Clavo snapped out. "Like who. Your Lieutenant boyfriend of course."

"That would be fine, for starters," she answered in her southern tone.

"You're crazy! Forget it bitch! That's not going to happen. Red stays. We need him."

"For what Clavo. You already rendered him disabled. What would you possibly need him for?" Calleigh questioned, hoping to keep him talking, and possibly get more information on their plan.

Clavo let out a low deep hum. "When you come in here, I'll explain it to you."

Calleigh's eyes tightened. "I'll see you in five minutes." She disconnected the call.

The warden shook her head in disagreement. "I don't like this and don't feel it is safe for you, Detective. Although I do appreciate your determination."

"She'll be fine, ma'am," The leader of the CERT team expalined, with a small grin of approval at Calleigh. "We won't let any harm come to the detective. We'll protect her all the way."

Calleigh inclined her head. "Thank you."

"This is crazy" Alexx said, stepping forward with hands out. "Baby, you can't be serious." ."

"As a heart attack," Calleigh answered.

Ryan shook his head. "Cal… the boss wouldn't like this."

"I'll be fine," she said ignoring Ryan's words, knowing he was right. She knew Horatio would never agree to let her do this.

"Keep watching the monitors," she said as the CERT leader, called over two men.

"Put this on," he said handing Calleigh a black bulletproof vest. "My men will shield you as well. You'll be fine."

"Thank you," Calleigh said to the leader. "With you by my side, I'm sure I will be fine." She grinned.

"My name is Michael. You can call me Mike."

She took his offered hand. "Calleigh. Nice to meet you."

He smiled then grew serious. "Likewise. Now, you ready to do this?"

"Locked and loaded," she said following his lead.

"Good luck, baby. Be careful," Alexx said with a worried breath.

"Go get him, Cal," Ryan said, watching them all walk away.

III

Two CERT members with clear shields stood in front of Calleigh. The team leader stood off to the left keeping an eye on the surprised inmates.

Catcalls immediately began and vulgarity followed.

"That hot bitch is back," one man called out. "I think she wants us!"

"Yeah, with these other fuckers! Why don't you guys leave the Ho and take off."

Calleigh raised her voice. "We're waiting for Clavo Cruz. He told us he would meet us here to talk about his terms."

The inmates laughed. One moved closer towards the doubled set of steel bars.

"How about I give you my terms." He said groping himself. "You ever heard of a gang bang baby?"

Calleigh smirked and stood her ground knowing she was in good hands with the CERT team. She ignored the comments coming from the inmates.

A moment passed and she could see Clavo heading in her direction. She moved a bit to her left, hoping to get a closer look at Eric and Frank and the injured correctional officer, who were all in the first cell.

Eric inclined his head and Calleigh nodded getting his unspoken message.

"We're gonna get you all out of here," she said, in a very confident and rather loud tone.

"Bitch, you ain't getting anyone out of here," one of the inmates growled staring at Calleigh. "Just who do you think you are? Wonder Woman?"

They all laughed and Calleigh quirked her lips just a bit thinking, 'Yeah, that's right.'

Horatio's head came off the wall. He sat up more, knowing that voice. That strong southern tone. His blue eyes went to Donlan.

"What's wrong?" He quickly asked watching the redhead attempt to rise. "No, no, stay down! What are you doing?" Donlan said keeping Horatio at bay.

He growled, "That's, Calleigh."

"And?" Donlan questioned confused. "Who's Calleigh?"

Horatio swallowed hard, "She's…" Horatio quickly corrected himself. He refused to give out any pertinent information, like the fact that he loved her and she was the most important thing in his life. Instead he heaved a sigh, "She's One of my CSI's. You have to get her out of here. Now!"

Donlan's brows furrowed. "And how the hell do you want me to do that!"

Clavo quickly gazed into Donlan's cell. He saw Donlan standing almost over Horatio and with a grin continued walking towards Calleigh and the CERT team.

Donlan's eyes widened but he quickly let out a breath when Clavo passed without a word.

"Stay the fuck down," Donlan sneered at Horatio.

"You gotta help her," Horatio said through clenched teeth.

Donlan shook his head and walked to the cell entrance. He looked out to see what was happening. Quietly he gave Horatio a play by play.

"Relax. She's not alone. Three officers are with her and they have shields and armor on. So does she."

Horatio let out a deep breath. He rubbed at his tired eyes and shook his head feeling helpless.

"Hey baby. I didn't think you'd come," Clavo greeted with a cold smile.

Calleigh held his gaze and spoke in her usual soft tone.

"Where's Ramón?"

Clavo chuckled. "Ooh… I didn't know you wanted the both of us baby. Tag team, threesome," Clavo licked his lips and gave Calleigh a stare, undressing her with his eyes. "I get the front," he said groping his groin. "Ramón can have the back. We'd do things to you, you couldn't imagine."

'Yeah, like you did to Michelle Cormier,' Calleigh thought to herself, knowing they killed her. She remained quiet.

Horatio gritted his teeth and his jaw flexed with anger, listening to Clavo trash talk Calleigh.

Eric listened to insult after insult and growled, "That's enough!"

Clavo laughed as one of the inmates smashed his baton right on Eric fingers that were wrapped around the bars of his cell.

"Fuck!" Eric yelled as he pampered one hand in the other. He hissed in pain looking at his bruised and throbbing fingers.

Donlan looked over his shoulder hearing rustling. Horatio carefully sat up and tried once again to rise.

"Will you stay down! Please," Donlan growled in a whisper. "Clavo's just messing with her." He smirked, "And she's doing fine."

Horatio let out a breath and closed his eyes. He gritted his teeth in an attempt to deal with his raging emotions. 'I'll… kill him….' he contemplated, as Clavo continued.

"Baby, you're gonna look so hot, down on your knees, sucking me off," said Clavo with a pleasurable hum.

Horatio's eyes flew open. His face reddened in despise. That was all he could stand.

Donlan was back in the cell, trying to calm an irate Horatio. He put two hands on his shoulders keeping him down, trying to keep him quiet.

"Shut the hell up before Clavo comes back in here and pummels you."

Horatio's eyes tightened in recognition. That was the perfect plan, he thought. Get Clavo's attention!

"Clavo!" Horatio growled aloud but the sound came out partly muffled.

Donlan quickly covered Horatio's mouth and held him down. He struggled with the determined redhead until Calleigh spoke out getting their attention. They froze and listened intently.

"Clavo, you're gonna look really hot in the electric chair," she said in a quick-witted comeback. She fanned herself for effect and spoke in her thick southern tone. "I can hardly wait."

All the men groaned, stunned by her comment. They waited for Clavo's reaction.

"Are you going to talk terms with me, or are you going to continue to act like a child?" Calleigh said in an all business-like tone.

Clavo glared at her. "Okay, so maybe you're not a dumb blonde after all."

Calleigh rolled her eyes and sarcastically answered. "Terms Clavo. Try to focus," she said sarcastically, with arms cross against her chest.

Eric and Frank grinned, so did Horatio and Donlan. 'That's my girl,' Horatio thought to himself.

Clavo's eyes narrowed. "What are you offering?"

"What do you want?" Calleigh replied in swiftly.

"Ten million dollars and a helicopter, on the roof."

"You can't be serious," Calleigh almost laughed.

"You want to see how serious I am Puta." He turned angrily and headed down the hall, looking back over his shoulder. "Let me show you!"

Calleigh knew he was going for Horatio. That was his ace in the hole. In haste she called out.

"Okay. I know you're serious Clavo! I know," she said hoping it wasn't too late.

It was.

"Time to play, Red," Clavo said as he walked into the cell, grabbed Horatio by his hair and practically pulled the exhausted man to his feet.

"Don't just stand there, give me a hand," Clavo snapped at Donlan.

Horatio groaned but didn't fight back purposely. He willingly went with the two men. They walked him down the hall towards the closed gates and Calleigh.

Ryan's eyes grew wide. "We got trouble," he said looking at the scene unfold before his eyes. "They got H."

"Oh no," Alexx quietly said covering her mouth, seeing them drag Horatio down the hall.

"Let's hope Detective Duquesne can calm down Mr. Cruz." The warden said expressing her concern.

"Hold him," Clavo ordered as another inmate grabbed Horatio's free arm and helped Donlan to restrain him.

Straightening and finding his balance, Horatio slowly lifted his head. Steely blue eyes locked onto an ocean of green.

Calleigh held his pained gaze and her heart skipped a beat. Horatio's expression was intense to say the least, his blue eyes full of anger.

She bit down on her bottom lip in an attempt to hold her emotions at bay. He looked terrible. Exhausted, beaten and in clear pain. His hair was disheveled, some strands hanging down over his forehead. His bare chest bruised and cut, and the dried up blood on his arms and chest was an indication of what torture the man had endured. She could only imagine what his back looked like.

Horatio swallowed and could read the worry and sorrow in her beautiful emerald eyes. 'I'm, okay,' he wanted to say to her but realized it would give Clavo more of an advantage. Instead he hoped she could read it in his softening eyes.

"You want to see how serious I am?" Clavo threatened and grabbed Horatio's hair again. He yanked on it and growled.

"Why don't you tell them how nice we're being to you Lieutenant?" He pulled harder causing a growl to erupt from Horatio's throat. He shouted in Horatio's face. "I said fucking tell them!"

Horatio clenched his jaw. His words came out harshly, through gritted teeth. "I'm, fine."

"That's right, Rred," Clavo taunted, looking into Horatio's intense blue eyes. He released him.

"If we're going to do this Clavo, you have to show me an act of good faith. Release one of the prisoners." Calleigh said calmly, looking from Horatio to Clavo.

Clavo smiled callously. "You want him, don't you baby. How badly? I can see it in your eyes. It's so easy to read you."

Calleigh felt her body stiffen. Her eyes tightened. She wanted to plant one bullet right between Clavo's eyes.

She shrugged, "I want one prisoner Clavo. Anyone will do. I don't care who, but if you expect any cooperation you will deal. Now." She said in a firm tone, keeping her eyes on Clavo this time.

Clavo tilted his head to the side. "Damn baby you're cold. You don't even care what I'm gonna do to your man?" He questioned.

"Oh I care Clavo, but nothing I say is going to change that. Is it?" Calleigh glared as one brow arched.

Clavo nodded and laughed. "Damn straight baby! You're not a dumb bitch after all." He swayed his head from side to side eyeing her up and down. He licked his lips then exhaled a breath. "You know, I bet those sweet, full lips of yours, would feel great wrapped around my cock!"

Horatio's eyes flashed fire. His body stiffened and tensed. All coherent thought was gone. The storm raging inside of him finally won out and his rage erupted with a vengeance.

With the stealth of a panther, he swiftly took a quick step back then forward, pulling free of both men, who were barely restraining him.

Horatio quickly wrapped one arm around Clavo's neck from behind, in a chokehold, and hung on with everything he had.

"Horatio!" Calleigh shouted in horror, knowing retribution would follow. Her heart rate accelerated and the feeling of helplessness returned. She watched the redhead strangle Clavo, as if almost in a mad haze. She took a step closer when the CERT team blocked her path.

"Horatio!" She shouted again hoping to get through to him.

His blue eyes were glazed over with a rage she had never witnessed. Horatio's only focus was on Clavo and his intention was crystal clear.

"Ge— get him… off… me," Clavo rasped losing his breath as Horatio squeezed harder, slowly choking the life out of him.

Three men suddenly began beating on Horatio, but he still refused to let go. One man actually pulled and Horatio went down to the floor, dragging Clavo along with him. He still hung on, determined to squeeze the life out of the bastard.

Ramón arrived and quickly grabbed one of the batons from the inmates. He whacked Horatio in the side of the head once and Horatio's hold weakened. A moment of haze passed and he blinked, then with an angry grunt, Horatio once again tightened his grip on Clavo's throat.

"Hel—Help— me," Clavo gasped and choked trying to breathe.

"Let him go Lieutenant!" Ramón shouted then bashed Horatio in the head again, this time rendering him unconscious.

Ramón dropped the baton and moved to helped Clavo.

Clavo struggled to get the unconscious redhead off of him, who still somehow had his arm locked around the man's neck.

Ramón finally pulled him to his feet. "I can't leave you alone for five fucking minutes," he yelled. "What the fuck were you doing?"

Clavo inhaled deeply holding his throat, still gasping for air. He glared at Horatio's unconscious form then with fury in his eyes, stomped over and kicked him in the side, yelling at the unconscious man.

"Puta…. You fucking pig! I'm gonna kill you!"

"Clavo!" Ramón yelled pulling his brother back away from Horatio. "I don't think he can hear you!"

"Fuck this pig! I'm sick of his shit," Clavo growled enraged. "I'm gonna do him now!"

"I told you, we need him alive!" Ramón growled. "You'll have your time with him. Now calm down!"

Calleigh stared at Horatio's lifeless body. Blood slowly oozed from the side of his head, making her feel even worse, if that were possible. 'This is my fault,' she thought to herself.

"Give me the Lieutenant," She said firmly. "He's injured and of no use to you. If you kill him, you both get the death penalty."

Ramón snorted a laugh. "You're not getting anything. Now why don't you take that pretty little ass on out of here!"

Calleigh bit back her anger. "You don't make a deal now and all bets are off," she said unwilling to give up.

Ramón stormed towards the bars. He growled, "I'll let you know when I want to deal, bitch. Right now, I want you all out of here or one of the other hostages is going to join the Lieutenant!"

Calleigh let out a breath. "You don't stand a chance of getting out of here without our help."

Ramón smiled. "We'll see," he said walking away with Clavo. He spat, "Put this pig back in his cage."

Donlan helped lift Horatio and gave Calleigh a quick glance. He gave a nod hoping she noticed.

The CERT leader tapped the small device in his ear. He stepped forward. "Warden wants us out Calleigh. We need to go now."

Calleigh nodded and once again made eye contact with Eric and Frank.

"We're gonna get you out of here." She said, " All of you."

Eric and Frank nodded in recognition. With that she turned and the CERT team escorted her out.

TBC….


Side note: I always do my best to stick to cannon but… throwing in what the Judge did to Donlan was a must. Evil grin. It works perfectly as you will all soon see. LOL

I just wanted to share that this did not actually happen in the show and most of what I write is true. Except the fluff of course! Now if the show had that with H & C… It would be perfect! Soft sigh. More fun to come.