"Alright, let me go make a few calls, and I'll take you there myself. Eric, I still need you to go back and analyze the scene where that young girl was found. I would feel safer, for Calleigh's sake, if I went to check things out," he said to Eric, then he turned to Calleigh, "I want to make sure the place is safe when you get there. I'll met you out at the Hummer," Horatio left the lounge and went to his office where he could make the calls about getting some uniforms at Calleigh's house.
Horatio walked out to the large silver vehicle and saw Calleigh sitting in the passenger's seat. He climbed in.
"Okay, everything's all set," he said, trying to cheer her up a little. He could tell it wasn't working. She nodded and gave him a weak smile. The ride to her place was quiet, except for the Mozart Horatio had playing in the backround, and even that was barely audible. They got to her house and neither one got out right away. Horatio and Calleigh finally looked at each other before removing their seatbelts and climbing out.
"Okay, everything looks good. The police should be here in a few minutes, okay? Calleigh, everything is going to be fine. I'm going to take care of this," he said as his intense blue eyes tried to study her scared green ones.
"Hey, Horatio... you should have called the cops a little earlier. I slid right through here, just now," came a man's gruff voice. Horatio turned around in horror when he saw a man dressed all in black. He wore black pants and a black sweatshirt as well as dark sunglasses and leather gloves. He also had on a black ski mask. No part of his skin was visible. He lunged at Calleigh, but Horatio intercepted him.
"You have to go through me to get to her, you twisted bastard," Horatio said.
"Well, old man, that shouldn't be too much of a problem," the man chuckled. The two struggled with each other, both being stronger than the other anticipated. Several punches were exchanged, blood squirted from noses and mouths. Suddenly, for no visible reason, Horatio fell to the ground, clutching his side. Calleigh couldn't get a good view until he moved his arms to assess his situation. He had been brutally stabbed with a long rusted switchblade.
"Calleigh... run..." he managed to mumble before passing out completely. Calleigh immediately heeded to his advice, but not before the man managed to cut her forearm deeply with his blade.
The invader was gone before the police came in, guns drawn, to see what was going on in her house. They saw Horatio lying on the floor, unconscious, and Calleigh lying on her couch holding her wound, crying out.
"Ma'am, what happened in here? We just arrived and we heard someone cry out," the first cop said. He then proceeded to yell into his walkie talkie that there was an officer down and they needed immediate medical assistance. "Ma'am, are you okay? We're getting paramedics here right now. Tell me, what's going on? What happened here?"
((I told Wyoming this already, but for those who don't know, I'm going on a trip this weekend, and I won't be back until Sunday. I hope you enjoyed the post.
I tried to set it up so that the attacker won't have to appear for a while and Horatio is off in the hospital somewhere and he'll just stay there until I get back, or BT takes over. Someone will have to take over for Alexx though. Best of luck to you, and don't do anything I wouldn't do.. :lol
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