Only Love | By : LucyGrissom Category: 1 through F > CSI: Miami Views: 3913 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Only Love
Pairing: Horatio/OFC
Rating: NC-17 (for later chapters, but rating exists throughout to
be safe)
Spoilers: Story takes place after the season 3 finale. Any and all
spoilers from the first three seasons are always possible. Season 4 and onward
will not be present as my story takes place beforehand.
Summary: Still recoiling from Calleigh’s resignation and Yelina’s reunion
with Raymond, Horatio Caine certainly wasn’t looking for love. But sometimes
love has a way of finding us when we least expect it. Horatio/OFC
Disclaimers: All characters from CSI-Miami are property of CBS. I do
not profit from my pitiful fan fictions, I simply enjoy writing them in the
hopes that you will like them too! Any and all feedback will be greatly
appreciated! Special thanks to my Beta reader Nic! You're wonderful!!!
Chapter 1
The sweltering Miami sun was just beginning to dip below the horizon as Horatio
Caine drove home from the Miami-Dade Crime Lab. Horatio and his team had been
pulling double shifts for the better part of a week, and now that the high
profile case was finally solved, Horatio found himself looking forward to
a hot shower.
The shrill ring of Horatio’s cell phone suddenly interrupted his musings.
Sighing briefly, Horatio flipped open his phone. “Caine.” He frowned as a
rather frantic police officer immediately began some hyper speed story; Horatio
had trouble understanding due to the astounding rate at which the officer
was speaking. Somewhere in the midst of the ramble he picked out the words
“crash”, “dead”, and “woman.”
The officer had Horatio’s attention now. “Officer Bradley…” The man continued
frantically speaking after Horatio’s prompt. “Officer Bradley!” Horatio yelled
more forcefully on the second attempt. Luckily the Officer’s ramblings promptly
ceased. “Officer Bradley you need to slow down… did you call the paramedics?
Good. Now where are you?” Mentally noting that the area Officer Bradley called
out was less than 3 miles from where he was driving, Horatio flipped on his
emergency lights and sped towards the scene. “I’m on my way.”
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Horatio arrived at the grizzly scene just a few minutes later. A single car
sat in the center of the road, its windshield and roof destroyed. Other than
the car itself and the tread marks it had left behind, it didn’t appear as
though anything else in the area had been damaged. Unsure exactly what to
make of the wreckage, Horatio strode purposely towards the scene. Removing
his sunglasses, Horatio placed his hands on his hips and took a closer look.
Officer Bradley stood a few paces behind the car looking like he was trying
very hard not to lose his lunch. His eyes kept flickering back and forth between
the woman in the car, Horatio, and any other random spot he could focus his
attention on. Horatio knew it was the young officer’s second week on the job,
but a fresh crime scene was hardly the place to comfort a rookie cop. Hearing
sirens in the far distance, Horatio turned his attention back to the car.
The maroon Ford Escort stood alone in the middle of a quiet stretch of road.
What appeared to be the remains of a large 50-pound sandbag had smashed through
the windshield and partially collapsed the roof of the car on impact. But
how? Horatio thought. Glancing up, he noticed a bridge overlapping the
road, orange flags and construction cones clearly visible atop the bridge.
Horatio put the remaining pieces of the puzzle together.
“A sandbag must have fallen from that overhead bridge and landed on this
poor woman’s car.” Horatio squatted down and looked inside the crushed car.
“The question is… was it an accident?” Horatio’s expression was somber as
he took in the young woman’s body. She didn’t appear to be more than 25 or
30 and Horatio noted sadly that she was exceptionally beautiful. Her skin
was pale and her long hair was a deep fiery red. Eyes closed, her body was
propped forward on the steering wheel overtop the now deflated airbag. Her
hair and face were streaked liberally with blood from the head wounds she
had sustained during the crash. Other than the amount of blood, her body appeared
relatively undamaged.
Frowning, Horatio noticed something that made his own blood run cold. Her
wounds were still bleeding. And corpses didn’t bleed. The sound of approaching
sirens had Horatio muttering a silent thank you.
He yelled to the young officer. “Get the paramedics over here NOW! This woman
is alive!” Officer Bradley’s face drained of all color as he sped off waving
his arms frantically at the approaching ambulance. Horatio did not hesitate
to wrench open the door to get at the injured woman. He dropped down to his
knees and leaned in closer. The crime scene was second to saving the woman
inside the car.
“Ma’am? Ma’am can you hear me?” Horatio watched the woman intently, touching
her shoulder while taking in her shallow but steady breathing. Her eyes fluttered
slowly open, deep green meeting his ocean blue. She moaned softly, swallowing
as if she was attempting to speak. “Shh it’s ok. It’s ok.” Horatio whispered
softly. “You’re going to be all right. Just hang on Ma’am.”
To Horatio’s astonishment the woman smiled and whispered barely loud enough
for him to hear. “Don’t call me Ma’am.” She rasped, coughing slightly. “It
makes me feel old.”
Horatio didn’t have time to react to the young woman’s attempt at humor before
the paramedics shoved him aside and began giving aid to the young woman.
***I plan to post a new chapter to this story daily
or every other day at the very least. So you can plan on regular updates if
you stick with this story… and I hope you will! I’ve got a lot in store for
our Horatio and his female companion!***
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