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A/N: I know this is a short chapter, but I promise the next one is longer. And I should be update more often now because I know where this story is going which means I won't be struggling to get them done. Yay!
Think I broke the wings off that little song bird. She's never gonna fly to the top of the world right now.-Dixie Chicks, Top of the World
"She did what?!" Horatio looked at his friend in complete disbelief.
"She threw all of her picture frames on the floor. I have no idea what drove her to do it, but when I went over there the other night, she was just sitting there in her wheelchair amidst all of the glass, complete oblivious to the fact that her legs were bleeding." Alexx explained, not quite believing it herself. Horatio ran a hand over his face.
"What are we going to do about her?" He asked, for once not sure what to do.
"I don't know. But I'm scared. Sam had to go back to Chicago which means she is alone in that house and there's no telling what's she's capable of doing." Horatio stared at her with scared eyes.
"She wouldn't do that." He stated. Alexx shrugged.
"A month ago, I'd have backed that statement a hundred percent. But now….I don't trust her to not do something drastic." Horatio shook his head.
"I know her, Alexx. She wouldn't do that." Now it was Alexx's turn to shake her head.
"No, you knew her. She's changed, Horatio. And it's more than just physically. Something has happened emotionally, something besides John dying, and it has seriously messed her up. She needs help and she is too far gone to ask for it herself. So it is up to us." Horatio stared at her for a long moment. He didn't want to believe her. Calleigh wasn't suicidal. She just wasn't that kind of person. But Alexx was right, she had changed. And unfortunately, it wasn't for the better. He sighed heavily.
"I'll make a call."