Ch.6

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Author's Note: Sorry to leave you hanging, but this will help thou soul. Onward!


Eric's head hurt. Nothing was moving around him, except the gentle rocking of the boat. The boat itself had stopped. He looked around, his vision still blurry. He thought he saw on figure leaning over a motionless one. He blinked several times, trying to focus. He had never felt this bad. His heart leapt as he heard distant engines roar. He peeked over the boat and saw them. Boats: Marine Boats. They were saved.

Eric sat down normally; he just didn't have the strength to do anything. Unfortunately for him, the fight wasn't over. As the boats closed in, circling around them, Eric was pulled up from his position.

"This is the Miami Dade police. Put the gun down and put you're hands on your head." Eric felt extraordinarily relieved to here those words. His holder could barely support him, but managed to stick a gun to the side of his head.

"NO!" It was Mark. "My brother's dead. There's no use living!" Mark yelled to the fleet.

"Put the gun down or we will shoot!" They threatened. Mark only pressed the gun harder. Eric didn't exactly care what happened at this moment. If he died, at least he would be comfortable. He could see Speed again…and if Calleigh had died, they would be together. The thought was comforting. He never got to tell her how he felt about her.

"Stand-up!" Mark hissed in his ear. Apparently, Mark was having more difficulty holding him and a gun than Eric had suspected.

"This is you're last warning!" Mark held his ground. Eric looked up with as much strength as he could as a familiar voice boomed over.

"It's not worth dying for. You've spread enough blood, don't add yours to it." Horatio always sounded persuasive. It was why he agreed to do this. This was why they were all going to die.

"My brother's dead! I'll be punished for him!"

"You don't need to make things worse. There's still hope for you." Horatio told him. Horatio sounded desperate, something they rarely heard. Eric thought about what would happen to Horatio. He lost Speed, and what if he lost himself and Calleigh too? Eric didn't want him to suffer. He couldn't.

"End this, Mark." Eric managed to whisper. Mark looked panicked. He stuttered, then slowly put his gun down, throwing Eric back to the ground. Eric soon heard people coming aboard, apprehending Mark.

"Eric!" A voice called him from far away. Someone, probably Horatio, grabbed Eric and helped him. Eric couldn't bother with something like that. He was too tired. They were saved, he could rest now.


Horatio anxiously paced the hospital hallway. A doctor came up to him.

"Are they okay?" He immediately asked. The doctor gave him a reassuring smile.

"They'll recover from the injuries," She replied, giving Horatio a comforting though. "Miss Duquesne will no doubt need therapy on her foot, but most of the nerve and tissue damage was minimal."

"So no permanent damage?"

"So far, no."

"What about Eric."

"He had two pretty major concussions, so he'll be asleep for a while. They were all very dehydrated of course." Horatio nodded.

"When can I see them."

"I'm afraid you won't be able to see Miss Duquesne while she is in ICU, but I suppose you may see Mr. Delco…even though he's just sleeping."

"Okay thank you doctor." Horatio went off to Eric's room.


Eric slowly opened his eyes. This bed was something he could get used to. He immediately saw Horatio smiling at him.

"Glad to see you're awake." He commented casually.

"How long have I been out of it?" Eric gave off a huge yawn.

"A couple of days."

"You been watching me the whole time?" Eric laughed.

"Just before and after work. With everybody gone, I have to do everything myself. Miami never closes." He added. Eric suddenly remembered the hijacking.

"What happened? I couldn't see a thing."

"Mark told us everything," Horatio explained. "Him and his brother Joe were going to hijack the boat, kill everyone and leave the country. Turns out they're on the run from the FBI."

"Why go through all that they did?"

"Brutal killing's in their nature. You would have all died if Mark hadn't really fallen for Calleigh."

"I thought she was smarter than that." Eric was bewildered.

"The Henderson's, their real name, are sly people. They got away with a total of nine murders, not including these. Mark told us that everything was going fine, but the captain surprised them. In the struggle, "Joe Roberts" was shot dead, and the captain was knocked out."

"Where is Bob?"

"He was released yesterday. He left to go start his path over." Horatio smiled at the thought.

"And Calleigh?" Eric said, prepared for the worst. "She got bitten by a stonefish."

"She's in ICU. Doctor's say she'll recover." Eric's spirit lifted a substantial amount at this. More cheerful now, he asked,

"So, you think they'll let me out now? I feel great."

"You'll have to talk to the doctor about that Eric. I'm need to get to the lab. Hurry back alright? Hang in there." Eric nodded as Horatio stood and walked out. Eric sighed. He wasn't sure how he would get over this one.


Yah, I just couldn't bring myself to kill off one of the main characters. I hope everyone is happy. Please, please, please, review with any comment what so ever. Update coming soon. Also, tell me if I missed explaining something and I'll explain. Thanks!