Chapter 2
Hello my viewers! Well, this is chapter 2! If it gets boring let me know! Please R&R! I could use some good criticism! Also, I'd like to answer a question I got on the first chapter. Yes, it will definitely be an EC pairing. I might do other fan fictions with other pairings, but most of them will be EC. I just love their pairing, and toying around with how it should have been.
Haha xD anyway, don't hate me for how long it takes me to write this! I love you all! 3 ~Amber
When Ryan woke up, he was in a daze. He couldn't make much of his surroundings, but he knew he was on the floor, and the room was very cold. He tried to open his eyes, but his eyelids felt weighed down, and he couldn't look around for more than a moment at a time. After a minute or so of trying, he gave up. That's when he realized that someone was in the room with him. He could hear them breathing. He suddenly got a burst of energy, and bolted into a sitting position, staring at where he assumed the person was standing, and what he saw caused the air to escape from his lungs in one huge gust. Calliegh was asleep in a sitting position, perched in the corner, bruises and blood covering her from head to toe. "Jesus!" was all he could manage to say.
When Natalia got to work the next morning, the entire lab was in a morbid silence. She bit her cheeks to keep herself from asking the question that was burning to come out, but Eric answered it for her. "Another one is gone. This one was a teacher. Natalia, this makes no sense!" She could hear the frustration in his voice, and knew it was mimicked in her own when she replied. "What the hell does this guy want? Is this just a game to him? Does he enjoy screwing with our lives, taking the ones we care about?" she threw her hands up with the questions, completely exhausted with the whole case. Eric just shook his head to say that he knew as much as Natalia did in the answers department.
Horatio stood in his office, watching all of his coworkers, his hands on his hips as he considered the notion that any of them could be gone the next time he walked into the lab. He would have to contact another family and tell them that their mother, father, daughter, son, whatever they were to them, was missing, and at the hands of a madman. He lowered his head and stepped away from the window. Never before had he seen his lab, himself included, so helpless towards a case. Right before his very eyes a murderer was picking people off the streets, out of his lab, out of schools for Christ sakes! At the last thought, his anger burst and he swung his arm out, knocking all the objects from the desk in front of him, things smashing, and papers flying everywhere. He turned from the desk and placed the same hand on his forehead. This case would be the death of him.
When Calleigh had woken up, she had first noticed that Ryan was gaping at her. She raised an eyebrow in a silent question, to which she received a shrug in reply. She stood up, ignoring her muscles screaming from being cramped up for so long, and walked over to him. "How are you feeling? I cleaned the wound the best I could, given the limited supplies…" she muttered as she bent over so she could examine the bullet hole. She nodded to herself "It looks like its healing." She whispered, Ryan nodded, still a bit dazed.
"Where are we, Cal?" he asked, touching his temple. She stared at him, and shrugged sadly, not bothering to speak the words she hated so deeply. She knew they would cut deeper than the bullet had for poor Ryan.
I know this one is short, but I just wanted to get one out there. I promise there will be one up at least every weekend, and I might get three in over my 2 week spring break. I'll do my best. ~Amber