Only Love | By : LucyGrissom Category: 1 through F > CSI: Miami Views: 3915 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Samantha sat numbly in
the waiting room, eyes staring blankly ahead. Her hysteria had passed
just minutes ago and in it’s wake sat a numbing sense of disbelief.
Her arrival at the hospital was nothing but a blur. She vaguely
remembered being taken into Calleigh’s arms when she walked through
the hospital doors. She remembered Ryan and Eric looking at her with
sympathetic eyes. She didn’t want their sympathy. She wanted this
to be a dream. Just a horrible dream. This isn’t happening.
This can’t be happening. But it was happening. It wasn’t a
dream. Horatio was in surgery fighting for his life.
Hours passed and no word came regarding Horatio’s condition.
Calleigh and Eric sat next to one another, each of them quietly
praying that tonight they wouldn’t be faced with the loss of their
boss and friend. No… friend and boss. After all, that’s what
Horatio was. He was a friend first, and a boss second. On Horatio’s
team, friendship was an important part of the workplace. It was
those strong ties that helped the team function so seamlessly.
Both
Calleigh and Eric found themselves remembering what it had felt like
to lose Timothy Speedle over a year ago. If any comfort was to be
found in the death of Tim it was that it had at least been quick.
Waiting was the cruelest agony.
Ryan
sat alone in the far corner of the hospital waiting room. His
thoughts were consumed by what his life would be like without Horatio
in it. As corny as it sounded, Ryan did look at Horatio like a
father. The man had been so willing to accept Ryan into the fold of
his CSIs. Without Horatio, would Ryan still be patrolling the
streets? Ryan never told Horatio that one of the reasons he wanted
to be a CSI was because of him. Horatio Caine and his legendary
CSIs. Ryan bowed his head as hot tears pricked behind his eyes.
They couldn’t lose him.
Samantha
had never considered herself to be an unhappy person. She had a
loving family, close friends, and always a steady job. She wasn’t
rich, but she didn’t really want for anything either. She had a
good life. And she’d always thought it was all she needed.
At thirty, Samantha
realized that while she was by no means old, there was a chance
marriage and love had passed her by. It hadn’t bothered her. She
didn’t need those things in her life to be happy.
Then Horatio had come
crashing quite literally into her life. Samantha had friends who
claimed their mates were the product of “love at first sight.”
It had always sounded so corny to Samantha, like something out of a
fairy tail. The world was fast and often cruel. There wasn’t time
for love at first sight. Of course that had all changed that fateful
day when she opened her eyes to find herself lost in twin pools of
deep ocean blue. From that moment on, she was lost. A smile came to
Samantha’s face as she remembered that moment. She really had
thought he was an angel. Now she knew he was an angel. He was her
angel.
Samantha
may have been happy before Horatio came into her life, but if she
lost him now… she wasn’t sure if she’d ever be happy again.
The
silence in the waiting room was broken suddenly by the sound of
Samantha letting out a choked sob as she buried her face in her
hands. Calleigh came instantly to Samantha and wrapped a comforting
arm around her shoulder.
“He’s
going to be all right, Samantha. Horatio’s a fighter. He’ll
pull through this.”
Samantha
shook her head. “It’s not just that… I’ll… I’ll never
forgive myself if those are the last words I said to him.” Her
voice cracked and her shoulders shook from her inability to control
her weeping.
“What
do you mean?” Eric asked quietly, thinking he had some
understanding of what Samantha might be referring to. Word, after
all, did travel fast at the MDPD Crime Lab.
Samantha
sighed dejectedly, trying desperately to avoid breaking down again.
“His ex-wife showed up at the lab today. To make a long story
short, I attacked her.” She glanced down absently at her bruised
knuckles. “Horatio was displeased at my conduct. And he was right
to be… I knew better than that but… she just made me so angry.
And instead of apologizing and telling Horatio he was right… I told
him to go to hell! My husband is laying on an operating table
fighting for his life and the last thing said to him was ‘go to
hell!’”
Calleigh
smiled softly and placed a comforting hand on Samantha’s shoulder.
“Honey… couples fight all the time. You can’t dwell on what
you said last. And you won’t have to… because he’s going to
make it. And the next words you say to him can be ‘I love you.’”
Those
compassionate words were Samantha’s undoing and she broke down into
hysterical sobbing once more. Calleigh held her while she cried,
coo’ing softly and assuring her as best she could that Horatio
would be ok. Calleigh’s eyes shot heavenwards and she silently
prayed. Please don’t take him away from us. Please don’t
take him away from Samantha.
“Mrs.
Caine?” A young dark haired doctor inquired softly from the doorway
to the waiting room.
“Yes?”
Samantha’s head shot up and she turned her bloodshot eyes towards
the young doctor. She quickly got to her feet and walked to him.
“How is my husband?”
The
doctors responding smile shot through Samantha with a brilliant ray
of hope. “Your husband wouldn’t give up on us, Mrs. Caine. He’s
unconscious, but I think he’s going to be all right. He’s
heavily sedated to allow his body some time to heal. We’ll know
more when he wakes up but…I think he’s going to be fine.”
Tears
streamed down Samantha’s face as she nodded her understanding to
the doctor. “Can I see him?”
The
doctor nodded. “Of course. Please follow me.”
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Samantha
stopped abruptly in the doorway when she caught sight of her husband.
She wasn’t prepared for Horatio’s pale and unmoving form in that
hospital bed. Half the room seemed to be filled with beeping and
ticking machines as tubes crisscrossed and ran in and out of
Horatio’s body. Though she’d known him only a few months, she’d
never seen him look so weak and helpless. Something told her that
was because he’d never been this weak and helpless. Horatio
was strong. Samantha could only pray he would be strong again. She
nodded briefly to the doctor who closed the door softly and left them
to their privacy.
Samantha
sat down by Horatio’s bedside and gently took his pale white hand
in hers, careful not to disturb the IV. She trembled softly and let
her eyes move to his pale face. “I love you, Horatio.” She
whispered softly. “I’m so sorry…” Her voice cracked and she
took a deep shuddering breath before continuing. “You just hang on
for me ok? I… I don’t think I would make it without you.”
Samantha bowed her head and gently kissed his hand. “Please don’t
leave me…” She whispered brokenly.
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