Phone Calls

Part Twelve-- Help has Arrived

DISCLAIMER: I don't own CSI: Miami or any of it's characters.

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER ISN'T FOR THOSE WITH A WEAK HEART OR DISLIKE OF BLOOD OR PEOPLE GETTING HURT. DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE ANY OF THOSE. THANK YOU! (I got bored!)

Ryan and Rosita struggled with the ropes until their wrists began to get sore and trickle with blood.

"I'm scared," Rosita began to sob.

"It'll be alright," Ryan tried to cheer her up.

"I don't think it will," Steve smirked as he came back in with Josh.

Josh had a long knife in his hand. Steve was holding a smaller knife and a lighter (the big ones used for BBQs). Josh walked over to Rosita and stabbed her shoulder. She screamed and her smacked her. Josh slowly pulled the knife down to her elbow. Rosita had rivers of tears flowing down her cheeks. Ryan began to yell stop. Steve took the little knife and stabbed Ryan's cheek (hehe! I'm so evil!). Ryan hissed as the knife was removed and blood rolled down his face. Steve took the lighter and placed it on top of Ryan's hand. Ryan tried pulling his hand away but Steve was firmly holding it in place. He screamed in agony. After what seemed like hours, Josh and Steve were finished. They left the two captives bleeding and on the verge of unconsciousness.

The door creaked open. Ryan and Rosita were scared. It hadn't been more than a minute and they were already coming back. Joe stuck his head into the opening. He gaped once he saw the beaten bodies. Joe ran over to Rosita who began to cry as he approached her.

"It's ok. I'm here to help," Joe said as he began to untie her hands.

Once her hands were free, Joe worked on Ryan's hands. Joe called for an ambulance once the captives were free. Sirens came down the driveway. The three of them ran over to the window. Horatio, Eric, and Calleigh exited their hummers with more cops after them. Steve entered the room, pissed.

"You son of a bitch!" he screamed and waved around his gun, "You led them straight to us!"

"Man, is there something wrong with your head? I didn't call the cops," Joe was becoming mad too.

Rosita took in a shaky deep breath, "I did."

Steve grabbed Rosita and moved so that she was in front of him, like a human shield. Steve pressed it against her throat. Horatio came in, his gun pointed at Steve.

"Let her go Steve." Horatio said.

Steve began to laugh and was about to slit Rosita's throat. Joe noticed this to late. Steve had slit her throat. Joe struggled with Steve before managing to take the knife away from Steve, knocking him out in the process. Rosita was on the ground gasping for air, her hand on her throat. Blood seeped through her fingers and ran down both sides of her neck. She was spazing out. Eric and Calleigh came into the room and took away the unconscious man. Horatio and Ryan ran next to the dying Rosita. Horatio to a towel Joe handed him and pressed it against the wound trying to get the bleeding to stop.

"Hang in there Rosita." Horatio yelled.

Rosita went still in a puddle of blood…

Ha ha! I'm going to end it there. It wasn't the exact way it was written but… oh well! The next chapter is the last chapter! Hopefully it'll be up before I go on vacation in two days! YEY! Hope you liked it!