Disclaimer: I don't own anything and I don't intend to make any profit with this. CSI:Miami and its characters belong to the geniuses who created the show. Would that were me, though. "Nothing in the World" belongs to Atomic Kitten.
Rating: PG-13, just to be safe
Pairing: H/C
Spoilers: None
A/N: Chapter five, finally. Not much to say about it, but it sets the scene for the following chapters. Look for some major complications in the next chapter. And please send reviews! I am always happy to know what others think about the stories I write.
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Calleigh entered the CSI building and walked straight towards Horatio's office. The people working on the day shift were slowly leaving and people from night shift took over the work stations. All around her everyone was talking about work, but also about politics, the weather, books and other things. Calleigh would have been more than happy to meet Horatio for some small talk as well, but what weighed on her mind was much more difficult to put into words.
She had just passed the front desk when Amy, the recptionist, called her back.
"Calleigh! Are you here to see Horatio?"
"Yes. I was just on my way to his office. Why?"
Amy took an envelope from her desk and handed it to Calleigh. Her name was written across the front in Horatio's fluid handwriting.
"He left about half an hour ago. He told me to give this to you.", Amy added.
"Do you know where he went?" If there had been no time for Horatio to call her it must have been urgent.
"No, but it seemed to be important. He left rather quickly, but as far as I know, he wasn't called out on a case."
"Thanks Amy. I'll see you later!", Calleigh said and walked down the hallway towards the ballistics lab.
She closed the door behing her and opened the envelope. A single sheet of paper was inside. Written on it was a short note:
-Calleigh-
Ray, my nephew, broke his arm at school this afternoon. Yelina has been out of town all day, so they called me to pick him up and take him to the hospital. I hope our conversation can wait until tomorrow. I am sorry. If you need to talk about it today, give me a call and we'll work something out. Yelina should be back tonight.
-Horatio-
Calleigh decided to call Horatio even though she had no intention to tell him about her decision over the phone. She dialed his number, but the mailbox picked up immediately. Calleigh hesitated for a few seconds, before she left a short message, telling Horatio that she hoped Ray jr. was doing better and that she would talk to him tomorrow. He didn't need to worry about her.
There was no way she would meet him tonight. His family was his first priority and although Calleigh did not particularly like Yelina, she respected that. Family always came first and she wouldn't distract him tonight.
Horatio had done the same thing for her as well. Everytime Calleigh had to go to pick up her father from a bar, Horatio had always let her go. He had never asked where she went, but somehow Calleigh was sure that he knew or at least had an idea what was going on. Still, she was thankful that he had never tried to bring up the subject when talking to her. It was hard for Calleigh to share what she had already gone through with her father. He would never change and it was hard for her to accept that.
Dwelling on what had gone wrong in her life wouldn't help either, she reminded herself, but maybe some time on the shooting range would. Guns and bullets were something she was able to control. Nothing ever changed about them; they were never inconsistent.
When Calleigh finally got home that night, she went straight to bed and for a change she slept without having nightmares. The next day was about to bring changes, she knew that, but Calleigh was unaware of the impact the next day would have on her life and her future.
Rating: PG-13, just to be safe
Pairing: H/C
Spoilers: None
A/N: Chapter five, finally. Not much to say about it, but it sets the scene for the following chapters. Look for some major complications in the next chapter. And please send reviews! I am always happy to know what others think about the stories I write.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Calleigh entered the CSI building and walked straight towards Horatio's office. The people working on the day shift were slowly leaving and people from night shift took over the work stations. All around her everyone was talking about work, but also about politics, the weather, books and other things. Calleigh would have been more than happy to meet Horatio for some small talk as well, but what weighed on her mind was much more difficult to put into words.
She had just passed the front desk when Amy, the recptionist, called her back.
"Calleigh! Are you here to see Horatio?"
"Yes. I was just on my way to his office. Why?"
Amy took an envelope from her desk and handed it to Calleigh. Her name was written across the front in Horatio's fluid handwriting.
"He left about half an hour ago. He told me to give this to you.", Amy added.
"Do you know where he went?" If there had been no time for Horatio to call her it must have been urgent.
"No, but it seemed to be important. He left rather quickly, but as far as I know, he wasn't called out on a case."
"Thanks Amy. I'll see you later!", Calleigh said and walked down the hallway towards the ballistics lab.
She closed the door behing her and opened the envelope. A single sheet of paper was inside. Written on it was a short note:
-Calleigh-
Ray, my nephew, broke his arm at school this afternoon. Yelina has been out of town all day, so they called me to pick him up and take him to the hospital. I hope our conversation can wait until tomorrow. I am sorry. If you need to talk about it today, give me a call and we'll work something out. Yelina should be back tonight.
-Horatio-
Calleigh decided to call Horatio even though she had no intention to tell him about her decision over the phone. She dialed his number, but the mailbox picked up immediately. Calleigh hesitated for a few seconds, before she left a short message, telling Horatio that she hoped Ray jr. was doing better and that she would talk to him tomorrow. He didn't need to worry about her.
There was no way she would meet him tonight. His family was his first priority and although Calleigh did not particularly like Yelina, she respected that. Family always came first and she wouldn't distract him tonight.
Horatio had done the same thing for her as well. Everytime Calleigh had to go to pick up her father from a bar, Horatio had always let her go. He had never asked where she went, but somehow Calleigh was sure that he knew or at least had an idea what was going on. Still, she was thankful that he had never tried to bring up the subject when talking to her. It was hard for Calleigh to share what she had already gone through with her father. He would never change and it was hard for her to accept that.
Dwelling on what had gone wrong in her life wouldn't help either, she reminded herself, but maybe some time on the shooting range would. Guns and bullets were something she was able to control. Nothing ever changed about them; they were never inconsistent.
When Calleigh finally got home that night, she went straight to bed and for a change she slept without having nightmares. The next day was about to bring changes, she knew that, but Calleigh was unaware of the impact the next day would have on her life and her future.