Shots ring out. I pull my gun and try to find the source. In my scanning I remember…MARISOL!! Oh God, where is Marisol? I look to find my wife… she is not there. I can't find her. Panic rises. Finally I look down, there she is. Oh God, she has been shot! My heart stops. I am next to her is a blink.
"Horatio? Is that you, please don't leave me."
"Never, I will never leave you. Stay with me Marisol, stay with me." I look up and scream for help. "Help! Please, someone call 911!"Stay with me. Oh please don't take her away from me!
Panic rises even more as I see the amount of blood spilling from her stomach. I place my hand over her wound trying to stop it. "Please, someone call 911! My wife has been shot."
I don't even hear the sirens as the paramedics arrives. She is sliding in and out of conciseness. "Stay with me Marisol!! Stay with me." The paramedics rush up behind me and begin to work on her.
"I am Lieutenant Horatio Caine Miami Dade crime lab. She was shot in the stomach. I am going with her."
"We need to take her sir. Please step back."
"That is fine sir but we need you to step back now."
"Save her please."
"We will do our best sir, just step back."
Horatio goes and climbs into the back of the ambulance. He let his head drop into his hands. They load her in and he grabs her hand, talking to her, "Mari, it's me. Stay with me. You are going to be ok. Stay with me, please."
At the hospital they take her and Horatio is forced to wait. He paces the waiting room, wearing holes in the carpet. Finally the doctor came out.
"Mr. Caine?"
He stands and almost races to her, "Yes?"
"Your wife is stable. She sustained only one shot, lost a lot of blood, but the shot did not do too much damage. She will recover well."
"Oh thank God." Horatio let out the breath that he had been holding. "Thank you! Can I see her?"
"You may. She has not woken up yet but, we already placed a blanket for you and an extra bed. We assume you will want to stay with her?"
"Yes thank you."
The doctor led him to Mari's room. Horatio immediately took up a chair next to his wife. He took up her hand and held it to his lips for a few minuets. Tears spilled unnoticed and washed over her hand.
"I love you Mari. Don't leave me. I will be here when you wake and I will be here for the rest of your days. I am sorry that this happened to you. I promise that I won't ever let this happen to you again! I love you. Please fight." The hand that he held tightened but she continued to sleep. "Sleep tight my angle, I will be here when you wake."