"This is the right place." Tripp told Eric as they pulled outside the woman's house.

"The door is open." Eric pointed out as they got out the car.

"That doesn't bode well." Tripp commented. Tripp pulled his gun. "Miami-Dade PD." He called. "Is everything okay in there?"

There was no response. Trip ordered the uniformed officers around the back of the property.

Eric pulled his gun and nodded to Tripp.

"We're coming in." Tripp called through the door.

Tripp and Eric went through the door. They quickly cleared the rooms, but there was a trail of objects that had been knocked over through out the house. Eric followed the trail which leads to an open door to a closed garage.

Inside the garage was a car, a pipe was lying on the ground like it had fallen from a window when the car doors were flung open.

Eric check the car there was a man laying half out the driver's side door. In the backseat was a child's car seat. He rounded the car and there was the very pink body of a three year old boy lying on the ground.

"Tripp call it in we have two bodies here." Eric advised. "Once you've cleared the house get everyone out.

Tripp moved inside to call it in.

Eric pulled out his cell phone.

"Speedle." Speed answered.

"Speed, its Eric. We've got too more pink bodies at the house. One of them is a kid."

"Faulty gas fire or boiler?" Speed guessed.

"Try someone tried to gas them in a car in the garage. We've got Dad hanging out the passenger side door, his window is slightly open and the pipe that is attached to the exhaust is on the floor on that side of the car. There is the body of a boy three years old maybe on the ground next to the car. It looks like they were all in the car, our woman changed her mind and tried to save her family, but they were already dead and she went for help in the car and pulled over and died. The house is disarray like she was stumbling at the time."

"I'll be right there. I've just got to check this car in."

"I'll start photographing the scene. But it looks like you have the wrong car."

"Don't make assumptions until we've gone through the evidence."

"Ms Duquesne we're going to take you for another x-ray of your leg." The orthopaedic surgeon told Calleigh.

"Is it going to cause any problems long term?" Calleigh asked.

"Once we've set you're leg it's going to take several months for you leg to be back to full strength and you'll need some physiotherapy."

"But I can go back to work?"

"I understand you are a crime scene investigator Ms Duquesne, it's going to be difficult to get around crime scenes on crutches and I'll want you to take things easy for a few weeks at least."

"What if I stay at the lab?" She asked.

"As long as you don't fire a gun for at least the next month I don't want you dislocating your shoulder again."

"When do you think you'll do the surgery?" Calleigh asked.

"Tomorrow." He replied. "You're a very lucky young woman; it could have been much more serious. I'll be back to discuss your x-rays with you later."

"Thank you doctor." Calleigh replied. "Can you send Lieutenant Caine back in?"

"Of course."

"What did the doctor say?" Horatio asked when he came and sat back down next to her.

"They're going to do another x-ray of my leg in a little while and probably the surgery tomorrow." Calleigh replied. "You know I'm not going to be able to go to crime scenes for a couple of months and I can't shoot a gun for a month."

"I know. The doctor's told me yesterday." Horatio said. "When the doctor's give you the okay you can work in the lab."

"What is the good of having a ballistics expert, if they can't file a gun?"

"I had a thought about that." Horatio said.

"You did?"

"What if I assign someone to assist you? If you need a gun shot they can do it and you can supervise. That way I still have my ballistics expert and you can still do the job you love." Horatio proposed.

"That could work. But only on one condition."

"What's that?"

"You go back to work tomorrow. I'll have the doctor's call you when I get out of surgery."

"Okay." Horatio reluctantly agreed.

"But you can come and visit me if you want."

"Always." Horatio replied. "Once you're back on your feet, I'm taking you out."

"Like a date?" Calleigh beamed.

"Like a date anything you want to do."

"That will give me something to think about."

TBC