Chapter 2
Horatio felt her hand as she squeezed and then it relaxed. He saw her eyes close and a wave of panic filled him,
'No, Calleigh No, don't you give in!', he cried out to her, but she could no longer hear him, the ambulance crew worked on her on the way to the hospital, they kept her breathing, kept her heart beating. When they arrived at the hospital they rushed her in and Horatio was told by the nurses he would have to wait in the waiting room. He waited for what seemed like hours for news of how she was. He tried to tell himself she was fine, but he was terrified that the doctor was going to come out and give him the well rehearsed speech of I'm sorry, we did the best we could. He was pacing the room when the doctor came in and asked who was there for Calleigh Duquesne. Horatio told the doctor he was and asked if she was ok. Horatio took a deep breath as he waited for the answer.
'She's stable for now, but she's in a coma', the doctor informed him, 'she lost a lot of blood and was very lucky', Horatio let the breathe out in relief that she was, at least, still alive.
'When can I see her?', Horatio asked the doctor,
'well she's in ICU, and she might not be able to hear you, but you can go in now, only one visitor per hour though', the doctor told him, Horatio nodded and the doctor lead him to Calleigh's room.
Horatio entered Calleigh's room at the hospital and saw her lying on the bed. She had tubes all over her, IV lines in her hands keeping her fluids at the right levels, an Oxygen tube down her throat to keep her breathing, she had wires monitoring her vitals and the machines by the side of her bed were beeping away letting the doctors know her condition was, for now, stable.
Horatio gasped at how venerable she looked, Calleigh was normally so strong and independent, he then reminded himself she was still strong, she was strong enough to pull through this far.
He walked over to her bed and pulled a chair up to the side. He sat down in it and took hold of her hand gently. He sat for a while watching her, her chest slowly rising and falling as the machines breathed for her.
He still held her hands, gently tracing invisible circles on the back of her hand as he watched over her sleeping form. He felt guilty, guilty that she had taken a bullet and that he hadn't protected her. He was scared for her, scared she might not pull through the night, Calleigh was strong, he knew that, but she had lost a lot of blood and was probably feeling weak and losing her fight. He was also scared he would lose her and not be able to tell her how he felt.
He was thinking of all the great moments they had spent together, how much he valued their friendship, how much he wouldn't ever want to jeopardise that friendship, but also how much he wanted to be more than just good friends with this woman.
He was deep in his thoughts when the machines next to him suddenly flat lined. He jumped up and looked at Calleigh, her chest was no longer moving up and down, the doctors rushed in, and Horatio was ushered out by the nurses.
Horatio watched threw the window, pain, guilt, regret, sorrow, anguish all running threw him at once. All he could see was Calleigh, the woman he loved, lying in a hospital bed with tubes all around her, the doctors pumping and shocking her chest to try and get her to breath again. He didn't know what he would do if he lost her, the pain would be too much to bare.
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