Post by Cammie Moonites on Jan 5, 2009 11:56:23 GMT -10
This is a little Rp post I wrote, a few days ago, I thought I'd share it with you all because I think its epic! ^.^
Horatio Caine:
Lieutenant of the Miami Dade Crime Lab
Mentor to Four CSI's
Ex- Bomb Squad
Ex- New York Police Department Detective
Ex- Partner of Mac Taylor
Father of Kyle Harmon (By Blood)
Widower to Marisol Delko-Caine
Brother In Law to Eric Delko
Brother In Law to Yelena Salas
Brother In Law to Susie Barnum
Uncle to Raymond Jr. Caine
Uncle to Madison Barnum
He stood at the doors of the church, ready and needing to confess his latest sin. But he didnt know if he'd be able to allow it to come from his vocals... would he be able to admit to what he'd done?
Horatio allowed his hands to move to his waist and he stood shifting his weight, his own eyes narrowing. It was hard, he'd noticed to admit to his sins, to admit the things he'd done but he knew it had to be done, and he knew that if he didnt, he would have to live with it on his conscious for the rest of his life, and he'd already allowed that to happen once.
He slowly opened the massive doors that where the church and strode in. It was massive in its very being, and he knew this place well, as he'd been involved in two shootings here. One of them caused by him.
That was why he was here, to confess what he'd done.
Horatio sighed as he walked inside, further, and saw that there was someone inside the confessional. So he sat and he waited... just inches away in a pew. He looked up at the crucifix of Jesus Christ, and sighed, his eyes narrowed,
"I'm sorry" he murmured half to himself.
Horatio lay his head in his hands, and pray lightly to himself, asking for strength to come to him to admit what he was about to admit. He couldnt do it for anyone else, and if anyone else knew his sin, he would no doubt lose his job. He was worried about that, and he knew that if that happened he would lose himself.
He needed order in his life, to wake up, and go to work, to save or protect a life.. it was what he'd lived with his entire life, and to lose it now, would just murder his soul.
He noticed the person had left the confessional while he'd been praying and slowly he walked in, again, there was blood on his hands, but this time, it was... Yelena's
He knew that she'd only attacked him because she'd had to, because he'd lost himself already and came after her... but now her blood was on his hands, and there was nothing he could do to wash it off.
He slowly sat down brushing the blood onto his cheek on accident, and staring down into his palms. He pushed the screen open and realized it was the same man when he'd come to confess his first sin.
"Sir.." he murmured..
The preist looked through the window and realized that Horatio Caine was sitting amung him.
"Horatio, have you come to confess another sin?" he asked he looked at Horatio distraught, and unable to understand.
Horatio closed his eyes..
"Father.." he whimpered the words..
"I've commited the ultimate sin." he said. His voice was breaking with every word.
"I've taken a life.." he said the words like they where the last he was ever going to speak.
"I killed....my sister in law..." he said, "Father, I am lost." he stopped himself..
The Father's eyes narrowed as Horatio told him this to and realized that if he told anyone Horatio's job would be in jeopardy. But someone had to know..Who could he tell...He was supposed to be able to be held to his word.
"Horatio, you came to me when you had blood on your hands before, and what did I tell you." he murmured the words.
He wanted to calm the man down, but it didnt seem to be working.
Horatio looked at him, and pulled his own pistol from his holster..
"It doesnt matter now, I killed the one I was in love with." he said the words.. holding the gun to his head. Under his chin.
It wasnt going to end this way, he told himself, no, it couldnt end this way....why was this happening to him now, why now! No! he tried to yell. But his voice was gone.
Horatio shot awake, swearing and sweating saline tears running down his face, he knew where he was, he was at home, he checked his hands for blood, and there was none, he'd been dreaming,... dreaming....he ran into the bathroom. He looked at his face, there where no wounds either from himself... his gun was in its locker he noted....
He looked at the clock..
He had to go to work tommorow, he couldnt miss, he called Yelena..
.....
....
....
....
No answer.
He allowed every crazy thought to run through his mind.
Horatio sat back down on his bed, fell to his side, and as soon as he did, he fell back asleep.
Horatio Caine:
Lieutenant of the Miami Dade Crime Lab
Mentor to Four CSI's
Ex- Bomb Squad
Ex- New York Police Department Detective
Ex- Partner of Mac Taylor
Father of Kyle Harmon (By Blood)
Widower to Marisol Delko-Caine
Brother In Law to Eric Delko
Brother In Law to Yelena Salas
Brother In Law to Susie Barnum
Uncle to Raymond Jr. Caine
Uncle to Madison Barnum
He stood at the doors of the church, ready and needing to confess his latest sin. But he didnt know if he'd be able to allow it to come from his vocals... would he be able to admit to what he'd done?
Horatio allowed his hands to move to his waist and he stood shifting his weight, his own eyes narrowing. It was hard, he'd noticed to admit to his sins, to admit the things he'd done but he knew it had to be done, and he knew that if he didnt, he would have to live with it on his conscious for the rest of his life, and he'd already allowed that to happen once.
He slowly opened the massive doors that where the church and strode in. It was massive in its very being, and he knew this place well, as he'd been involved in two shootings here. One of them caused by him.
That was why he was here, to confess what he'd done.
Horatio sighed as he walked inside, further, and saw that there was someone inside the confessional. So he sat and he waited... just inches away in a pew. He looked up at the crucifix of Jesus Christ, and sighed, his eyes narrowed,
"I'm sorry" he murmured half to himself.
Horatio lay his head in his hands, and pray lightly to himself, asking for strength to come to him to admit what he was about to admit. He couldnt do it for anyone else, and if anyone else knew his sin, he would no doubt lose his job. He was worried about that, and he knew that if that happened he would lose himself.
He needed order in his life, to wake up, and go to work, to save or protect a life.. it was what he'd lived with his entire life, and to lose it now, would just murder his soul.
He noticed the person had left the confessional while he'd been praying and slowly he walked in, again, there was blood on his hands, but this time, it was... Yelena's
He knew that she'd only attacked him because she'd had to, because he'd lost himself already and came after her... but now her blood was on his hands, and there was nothing he could do to wash it off.
He slowly sat down brushing the blood onto his cheek on accident, and staring down into his palms. He pushed the screen open and realized it was the same man when he'd come to confess his first sin.
"Sir.." he murmured..
The preist looked through the window and realized that Horatio Caine was sitting amung him.
"Horatio, have you come to confess another sin?" he asked he looked at Horatio distraught, and unable to understand.
Horatio closed his eyes..
"Father.." he whimpered the words..
"I've commited the ultimate sin." he said. His voice was breaking with every word.
"I've taken a life.." he said the words like they where the last he was ever going to speak.
"I killed....my sister in law..." he said, "Father, I am lost." he stopped himself..
The Father's eyes narrowed as Horatio told him this to and realized that if he told anyone Horatio's job would be in jeopardy. But someone had to know..Who could he tell...He was supposed to be able to be held to his word.
"Horatio, you came to me when you had blood on your hands before, and what did I tell you." he murmured the words.
He wanted to calm the man down, but it didnt seem to be working.
Horatio looked at him, and pulled his own pistol from his holster..
"It doesnt matter now, I killed the one I was in love with." he said the words.. holding the gun to his head. Under his chin.
It wasnt going to end this way, he told himself, no, it couldnt end this way....why was this happening to him now, why now! No! he tried to yell. But his voice was gone.
Horatio shot awake, swearing and sweating saline tears running down his face, he knew where he was, he was at home, he checked his hands for blood, and there was none, he'd been dreaming,... dreaming....he ran into the bathroom. He looked at his face, there where no wounds either from himself... his gun was in its locker he noted....
He looked at the clock..
He had to go to work tommorow, he couldnt miss, he called Yelena..
.....
....
....
....
No answer.
He allowed every crazy thought to run through his mind.
Horatio sat back down on his bed, fell to his side, and as soon as he did, he fell back asleep.
