Dedicated to Heather, Cathrine and QuarryQuest.

Chapter Six:

Please come…where are you?

She felt ill with nerves as she shuddered, suddenly feeling cold.

"You will never understand dearest Samantha."

Why aren't you here?

"Because you are just too innocent."

Why me?

"Marcus is sorry."

I never hurt you.

"Marcus never though I was serious."

It's not my fault.

"You can say hello to him for me when you see him."

Marc? What did you do to Marc?

"Say hello to your mother as well."

Mum…don't touch my mum.

"What have you done to my mum?"

"She's gone. That's what happen when people grass. I have to punish them."

Raised the gun to her head, watching the tears break from her eyes.

"Just pull the trigger," she whispered. Pete looked at her, taken aback. Samantha looked at him with pleading eyes. "You've already killed me. Just pull the trigger and send me back to hell. I've had my fill of heaven." She whispered.

Do it…pull the fucking trigger!

"As you wish," Pete said, then there was the shot. It hit her in the shoulder as she dropped to the ground.

"You are a fucking waste of space!" He yelled, kicking her rib. She yelped in pain as she felt cold tears run down her cheeks and her hand came to rest, covered in blood on her shoulder.

Horatio pulled up around the corner. Stopping the car dead when he heard the gun shot. He noticed another marked car pulling up behind him. He got out the car and so did his counterpart.

"Heard it over the radio. Thought you might need some help," The blonde gun expert said smiling.

"Thanks, Calleigh. Let's go." They snuck round the back of the Arena, hiding from the view of the two men and the child, Horatio removed his sunglasses, assessing the situation. He watched the tall dark haired man tower over the child. He kicked her again and her yelp pulled at this heartstrings. He nodded to Calleigh.

"Miami Dade Police!" he called out. He pulled his gun out and aimed it, securing the safety of the immediate area. Calleigh saw and did the same as him, covering him.

"The fucking police!" Pete snapped at Samantha as he raised his gun at her.

"Don't do it!" Horatio yelled, He watched him deliver another kick to the child and cringed. Horatio heard Calleigh gasp quietly behind him.

"What the fuck is wrong with you!" Cochrane yelled at Sammie

"I'm sorry." Samantha gasped as air was forced out her lungs by the kick.

"Sorry your fucking sorry! Take a good look at your saviors," he said as he shot in their direction. Horatio and Calleigh dived behind the pillars and nodded at each other. They returned fire then reverted back to their positions behind the stone pillars.

"I have the fucking kid. Shoot at me and I will blow her brains out." Pete yelled out as he dragged Samantha on to her knees in front of him, he placed the gun at her temple, he snatched her wrist violently and twisted it behind her back, causing her to cry out. Horatio, for a split second, caught Sammie's eye. In it reflected pain and even defeat. He knew he had to do something fast or this would all go down very badly. He thought quickly where he should shoot Pete, but he had moved Sammie in front of him as a shield. A human shield. Horatio closed his eyes and silently uttered a prayer. Opening it, for a split second, Pete moved Sammie to his side and Horatio saw his mark. He aimed his gun and shot Pete in the stomach. Pete dropped to the ground, writhing in pain as Calleigh and Horatio rushed to their sides. Calleigh kept her gun trained on him and warned him in a stern voice not to move.

Pete curled in pain and she yelled at him again, her finger on the trigger. Meanwhile, Horatio was kneeling down by Sammie, and he took out his handkerchief and pressed it to her wound on her shoulder. She responded by crying out in pain, and weekly batting trying to bat his hand away. His other hand reached for his cell phone to call for backup and medical assistance. After a quick look at Calleigh, who still had a death stare at Pete, he decided they were fine for know and turned him complete attention on Sammie. "Sammie, stay awake," he said gently to her as he felt her body tremble. She was quickly going in to shock as the white handkerchief turned a bright blood red.

Horatio prayed help would get here quick, the only way she was going to survive is if it did, the other option was unthinkable. Horatio looked at the blood around him, he knew she was fading fast, she blinked letting her eyes close.

"No, no, Sammie don't do that keep your eyes open ok, look at me." He said gently coaxing her awake. Her eyes fluttered open as her breathing slowed down. "Sammie, help is on the way ok." she nodded feebly acknowledging his instructions.

"I'm frightened."

"Of course you are, sweetie, but I'm here with you now and so is Calleigh. You're going to be just fine," he said, looking into her eyes. Horatio quickly shed his jacket and laid it gently atop of her because she had started shivering from the shock. The blood quickly soaked his jacked as her skin turned white. She closed her eyes letting her mind wander. "No, Sammie, what did I say, don't close your eyes."

"Let me go…" she whispered.

"Sammy, I'm not going to let you go that easy. Not without a fight. Now hang on!"

"Please…"

"Sammie, what did he do?" Horatio asked, frightened at the answer.

"Don't be guilty."

"Sammie, what's he done?"

"He killed my mum…and Marcus." She said to him, as a tear fell from her eye, it dropped behind her on the ground, mingling with the blood. "He said…it's what happens when some one tells on them." Her voice shock as another tear escaped. Horatio felt his heart break in two. "I've lost everyone…My mum, my brother and my sister." Tears fell on to the ground off the side of her cheek, the splattered onto the pool of blood below her. The sound of sirens reached there ears as Horatio breathed a sigh of relief. He felt himself shoved out the way as they began to get Samantha ready to be moved to the hospital. He felt a tug at his wrist and looked down to see Samantha had grabbed hold of his shirt sleeve. "Don't leave me." she pleaded with him, he could feel her hand trembling, her voice brought a lump to his throat.

"I wont. I'll be right behind you ok." He said to her, she let go and the paramedics began to move her.

He turned to Calleigh and Pete who was being attended to by another team of medics.

"Are you ok?" Calleigh asked a pale Horatio, lightly placing her hand on his arm. He was staring off at the leaving ambulance.

"Yeah. I will be after I know she's ok," he said, turning towards her with a fake smile on his face.

Calleigh shook her head.

"Wipe that fake smile off your face, handsome. I know you are torn inside."

"Yeah," he said softly, looking to the ground, trying not to let her see how badly he was torn inside. "Let's get to the hospital and be with her."

"I think that's a good idea," Calleigh said, putting her gun in her holster. Horatio looked back up to her, remembering something. "You did a good job, today, Cal. I owe you one." Calleigh nodded.

"I'll keep that in mind. You did a good job today too." They walked back to their cars to go meet Sammie at the hospital.