Calleigh's eye flickered open and tried to adjust to the pitch black. The lack of light meant she couldn't even pick out the outlines of objects.
The floor was cold beneath her back and solid, she tried to move but pain shot through her leg, shoulder and head. Her head cloudy from the pain she tried to recall where she was. She remembered she had been process the house of a man who had swallowed bullet full of cocaine, he also had dead woman in his kitchen, a freezer full of cocaine in his garage and an S&M den in his loft.
She patted around her belt with her good hand and located her cell phone, she flipped it open the phone, her vision was blurry she managed to hit a speed dial number; she managed to bring the phone up to her ear.
"Delko." Eric answered his cell phone.
"Er…ic."
"Calleigh?" Eric said instantly concerned. "Are you okay?"
"N…o."
"Calleigh what's wrong?"
"I hurt."
"Where are you hurt?" When there was no response. "Calleigh."
"Leg… think it's broken."
"You've broken your leg, anything else?" Eric started to move through the crime lab.
"Dis…lo…cat..ed sho…ulder."
"You've dislocated your shoulder. Calleigh did you bump your head?"
"Maybe… I'm sleepy."
"Calleigh, I need you to stay awake and keep talking to me. Can you do that?"
"Okay…" She mumbled after a few seconds.
"Good girl. Calleigh where are you?"
"Don't know…. Dark…I'm scared."
"It's okay Calleigh; we're coming to get you. What's the last thing you remember?"
"Proc…essing bath...room. Push button… black."
"You pushed a button. Where was the button Cal?"
"Tow…."
"Calleigh." Eric said loudly. "Calleigh are you still there?"
"Yes…" She mumbled.
"The button was by the towels?" Eric questioned.
"Yes."
"Good girl. Can you recite the alphabet for me?"
"Alph…a…bet."
"A, B, C, D…"
"A…B…"
"Good girl keep going."
"C…D…"
"Alexx." Eric said entering autopsy where Alexx was preparing to begin the autopsy on the woman Calleigh had found.
"Hey sugar." Alexx smiled. She saw the look on his face. "Is something wrong?"
"Calleigh's hurt. She thinks she's broken her leg, dislocated her shoulder and I'm pretty sure she has concussion. She's slurring and she keeps going distant." He put the phone to his ear.
"J… M…. Q"
"That's good Cal, keep going. Cal I'm going to call Horatio, so I'm going let you talk to Alexx okay."
"O…kay." Calleigh mumbled.
"Keep her talking." Eric held out the phone to Alexx.
"Hey sugar, tell me how you're feeling."
"Horatio." Horatio answered his phone. He and Speed were still searching the bathroom trying to find a way to get through the floor.
"Horatio it's Eric."
"Eric, we're kind of busy right now, is this important?"
"Calleigh called me, she's hurt."
"Calleigh called you?" Horatio questioned. Speed looked at him.
"Yes. She's got bad concussion, a broken leg and a dislocated shoulder she thinks, she's disorientated, she's in the dark and scared."
"Did she say how she got there?" Horatio asked.
"She said she was processing the bathroom. Something about a button and towels…"
"Speed, check behind the towels." Horatio instructed.
"H, I think she fell."
"She screamed, and we all ran in but she vanished. We found what could be a trapdoor in the bathroom but we couldn't operate it. Did you hang up on her?"
"Alexx is talking to her."
"I think I've got something H." Speed said.
"I'll call you back. Keep her talking." Horatio said hanging up. "Press it."
TBC
