1Chapter Thirteen
"I'll give you two a few minutes but don't even try plotting." Tony said. "I'm being nice here, remember that. I don't have to do this."
He walked out of the room and Calleigh flung herself into Tim's arms, crying hard.
"Shh... Cal, its gonna be okay." he murmured.
"No. No its not Tim." she whispered, burying her face in his shoulder. He rubbed her back, trying to calm her down.
"Honey I promise..."
"No. Tim, you... you don't get it."
He pulled away from her, just enough to see her face.
"Calleigh, everything is going to be fine. We're gonna get out of here."
"Tim listen to me!" she exclaimed. Before she could finish Tony walked back in.
"Did we have a nice heartfelt reunion?" he asked, pulling out a 9mm. Tim protectively threw an arm around in front of Calleigh and Tony laughed. "Don't worry. I'm not going to hurt her. Say Speedle, I guess you're about to find out what being betrayed feels like."
Tim stared at him confused and his jaw nearly dropped when Tony pulled Calleigh away from him. Tears were streaming down her face as Tony handed her the gun.
"You know how to load one of these right?"
Calleigh didn't reply put took the magazine from him and locked it into the gun. She looked at Tim, who didn't know what to think.
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"What if he does something stupid?" Eric asked, speeding through a traffic light. "What if he hurts one of them?"
"We're going to get there before anything happens." Horatio replied. "Turn off here."
Eric obeyed and they stopped in front of an old house.
"Keep your gun on you." Horatio added, putting his own in the holster.
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"Calleigh..." Tim started slowly. She closed her eyes, trying to stop any more tears from falling.
"Tim, I'm sorry."
"Calleigh, wait."
"Don't listen to him Calleigh. Remember what I said about Nicky." Tony warned. Calleigh raised the gun, biting her lip as she did. Tim realized what was going on. Tony was controlling Calleigh by threatening Nicky.
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Horatio's head snapped up as a gunshot was heard from inside the house.
"Come on." he said, running towards the door. Eric followed him, both had their guns out. Tim flinched as another bullet flew past his ear. Calleigh wasn't deliberately trying to hit him.
"I can't do this." she said. She turned her head to look at Tony. "I'm not shooting him."
"Yeah I could see that." he growled. "Eddie, hold Speedle."
Tim struggled with Eddie and finally Tony called Jackson to hold him as well.
"Now Calleigh I'm gonna teach you how to shoot." Tony said, wrapping his arms around her and placing his hands where hers were on the gun. "Keep a tight hold on him. Don't you feel good Cal? Getting a year of marriage's frustration out finally?"
Tim looked Calleigh in the eye.
'I love you.' she mouthed. Jackson sighed.
"I wouldn't say it back. I mean she is going to kill you." he muttered, earning him a kick in the shin from Tim.
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"Which room are they in?" Eric asked. Horatio shook his head.
"I have no idea." he replied, looking at the five closed doors. "Wait... come on."
"Okay. Calleigh, when we want to shoot something we aim at the target." Tony's voice was muffled and Horatio followed the sound of it. "Like this. Good. Don't think he'll survive if you hit him in the heart."
Calleigh was shaking in Tony's arms and he smirked.
"I make a lot of women feel this way." he whispered, kissing her cheek. He let his lips linger there for a minute, looking at Tim out of the corner of eye. Calleigh finally turned her head and Tony got a mouthful of her hair. "You smell good. I bet you taste good too. Am I right Speedle?"
"Get your hands off her."
"Not much you can do about it can you?"
Horatio leaned up against the wall outside the door, Eric on the other side.
"On the count of three..." Horatio muttered out of the corner of his mouth. Eric gave a slight nod. "One... two..."
"Now all you do is pull the trigger. Calleigh watch. Though I'd be happy to repeat the lesson." Tony said. Calleigh wouldn't turn her head to look at Tim. Eric quietly opened the door. Jackson's eyes widened and Eddie was too stupid to realize what was going on. Tony was too engrossed in watching the look in Tim's eyes, which was relieved since his best friend was now in the doorway. "Well you don't need to watch. You'll still feel the trigger being squeezed and that will give you some kind of vibe. When I say three we'll pull it together okay?"
Eric looked at Horatio, who nodded. He knew what to do.
"One... two... three."