A/N: I don't own them. Don't remind me. Anyway, please review. I love reviews; they are my human catnip. And forgive me, I am working on four different stories at once. So now you know why if I don't update quickly.
Calleigh sat there in a crumpled heap on her floor, waiting for the next series of blows. But they never came. Not trusting to open her eyes, she heard a few shouts and a struggle.
"I'm going to have you arrested for battery and assault of a police officer. Along with attempted rape." Horatio said as he walked in the door.
"Fuck you lieutenant!" John screamed lunging at Horatio.
Horatio easily dogged Hagen's attack and drew his gun.
"Don't make me shoot you John!"
Hagen gave up his efforts to resist and let Horatio put handcuffs on him.
"Calleigh?" He asked as he knelt next to her. " Calleigh, can you open your eyes for me honey?"
She just groaned in response. Calleigh was in too much pain to reply. Horatio helped her too her feet and walked her over to what used to be her bed.
"Horatio…" she started to say.
"Don't say anything. Just lie down until the ambulance gets here." He replied.
Just as she was lying down he saw how bad she really was beaten up. Calleigh's shirt was torn in many places, exposing her bra. She had a bruise around her neck where John had choked her. Along with many cuts and bruises along her midriff and back.
Horatio sat on the bed next to her and cradled her head in his lap. Stroking her hair and cheek gently.
"Don't worry… I won't ever let him touch you again. I promise you that." He said softly.
Calleigh weakly grasped his hand before fading into unconsciousness. Hearing the sirens of the ambulance before everything went black.