Post by sundancer on Sept 29, 2009 20:52:59 GMT -10
*ghihihi* You can't imagine how I'm enjoying this! ;D It was big fun writing this story, but it's just making more fun to observe how you're getting into it...
O.K. then: the sniper is back to Miami. He should have recognized that his shot failed and now the whole departement is at his heels, so it should be best to submerge for a while. And Miami? Well, seems as if there's still a certain link to it. Maybe his job, maybe his home, his wife, his friends, his whatever... just keep guessing...
Though the team wasn't able to catch the killer they now seem to know whom to chase for...
Chapter 42
While Calleigh joined the CSI-team New York for the ballistic tests, Eric and Horatio were brought to the hotel. After all this stress, Eric decided for a long shower and a little nap, before he would be picked up by Danny and Lindsay who wanted to show him ‘their’ Manhattan after a long day of work.
Horatio decided for a shower, too, and after that put on fresh clothes. When Danny and Lindsay showed up and asked him and Eric to join them, he refused and said that he had to do some paper-work. In fact, Horatio was still waiting for Calleigh.
“You’re still angry about Horatio?”
This question came from the doorstep of the lab Calleigh still was working in. She startled and nearly smashed a test-tube, but then she realized that it was Mac who was talking to her.
“Oh sorry, I didn’t want to frighten you,” Mac excused his sneaking in.
“Don’t worry, Mac. I should be used to it, ‘cause Horatio’s doing just the same thing with us down in Miami. – Seems as if all bosses have quite similar habits.” Calleigh tried to smile, but it became a bit wry.
“You’ve worked enough for today and all the others had already gone home. Why didn’t you join them?” Mac asked.
Calleigh noticed that he was already in a fresh suit and ready to go. Only the way he took care of his shoulder told her that the scratch was still hurting. She looked down the corridor and awaited Stella standing somewhere waiting for Mac to come. But she was not.
“This is the result of the last test I just wanted to write down. Then I’m ready to go, too,” Calleigh explained.
“Cal, is it just me or do you keep more than a huge distance to Horatio?” Mac asked far-sighted. He had realized that Horatio had left the crime-scene like a beaten dog, after he and Calleigh had exchanged only a few words. The words left unspoken seemed to count more between them.
Calleigh’s smile was gone completely. “That’s something between me and Horatio,” she tried to brush Mac off.
“Listen, Cal.” Mac did not know how to start it. “I’ve recognized that there are some parts of Horatio’s story still missing.”
Calleigh wheeled around from the desk she was working at and stared at Mac, but said nothing.
The leader of the New Yorker CSI-dayshift continued: “Though there will be nothing found in any files and folders, I’m quite sure that Horatio pushed information to the gang-crime-units which especially EXcluded the businesses of Sub-chief Jason Byrne. So it was easy for Horatio to persuade the gang that Byrne had some businesses running with the police, because he was the only one who didn’t got touched by their investigations. From the gang’s point of view this was Byrne’s death-penalty. All the other motives you’ve told us are strong, but not as strong enough for a killer’s mission.”
“What do you want?” Calleigh asked without a tone after a short pause.
Mac had leaned at the doorframe the whole time through and had crossed his arms over his chest. Now he went into a straighter position and put his hands into the pockets of his trousers. The expression on his face changed from serious to empathic.
“First of all, you don’t need to worry about this old story at all, because to me it is just an old story without any meaning for the current case. Today we’ve to chase a mad sniper being on a trip of schizophrenia. The old story is the background, but Horatio’s not the reason why the sniper went nuts.” Mac smiled a bit to give Calleigh back a bit of comfort.
Slowly some color came back to Calleigh’s face. “Thank you,” she whispered.
“And second,… at this very moment Horatio gets punished twice. I can imagine how he needed all his strength to tell you about this whole old case and how he had gone through one of his hardest nightmares. And now you – the person he trusts in most – keeps him at a distance.”
Calleigh tried to interrupt Mac: “But that’s not true…”
But Mac raised his eyebrows and continued at once: “It is not? And why did he go off the crime-scene today as if his back was broken?”
Calleigh’s look went down to the surface of her desk, put down the pencil and turned around to look into Mac’s face again. Mac just waited for the next reaction.
Then Calleigh mumbled: “Well, I… I just stayed in the lab, ‘cause … suddenly all the others had been gone and in all this chaos I forgot to ask for the name of the hotel. Yesterday night I was too excited to notice it. And now… I can hardly remember…” Her smile still was a bit wry, but easier than before.
“Then it would be an honor for me to guide you there,” Mac answered her smile and guided Calleigh to door.
TBC
O.K. then: the sniper is back to Miami. He should have recognized that his shot failed and now the whole departement is at his heels, so it should be best to submerge for a while. And Miami? Well, seems as if there's still a certain link to it. Maybe his job, maybe his home, his wife, his friends, his whatever... just keep guessing...
Though the team wasn't able to catch the killer they now seem to know whom to chase for...
Chapter 42
While Calleigh joined the CSI-team New York for the ballistic tests, Eric and Horatio were brought to the hotel. After all this stress, Eric decided for a long shower and a little nap, before he would be picked up by Danny and Lindsay who wanted to show him ‘their’ Manhattan after a long day of work.
Horatio decided for a shower, too, and after that put on fresh clothes. When Danny and Lindsay showed up and asked him and Eric to join them, he refused and said that he had to do some paper-work. In fact, Horatio was still waiting for Calleigh.
***
“You’re still angry about Horatio?”
This question came from the doorstep of the lab Calleigh still was working in. She startled and nearly smashed a test-tube, but then she realized that it was Mac who was talking to her.
“Oh sorry, I didn’t want to frighten you,” Mac excused his sneaking in.
“Don’t worry, Mac. I should be used to it, ‘cause Horatio’s doing just the same thing with us down in Miami. – Seems as if all bosses have quite similar habits.” Calleigh tried to smile, but it became a bit wry.
“You’ve worked enough for today and all the others had already gone home. Why didn’t you join them?” Mac asked.
Calleigh noticed that he was already in a fresh suit and ready to go. Only the way he took care of his shoulder told her that the scratch was still hurting. She looked down the corridor and awaited Stella standing somewhere waiting for Mac to come. But she was not.
“This is the result of the last test I just wanted to write down. Then I’m ready to go, too,” Calleigh explained.
“Cal, is it just me or do you keep more than a huge distance to Horatio?” Mac asked far-sighted. He had realized that Horatio had left the crime-scene like a beaten dog, after he and Calleigh had exchanged only a few words. The words left unspoken seemed to count more between them.
Calleigh’s smile was gone completely. “That’s something between me and Horatio,” she tried to brush Mac off.
“Listen, Cal.” Mac did not know how to start it. “I’ve recognized that there are some parts of Horatio’s story still missing.”
Calleigh wheeled around from the desk she was working at and stared at Mac, but said nothing.
The leader of the New Yorker CSI-dayshift continued: “Though there will be nothing found in any files and folders, I’m quite sure that Horatio pushed information to the gang-crime-units which especially EXcluded the businesses of Sub-chief Jason Byrne. So it was easy for Horatio to persuade the gang that Byrne had some businesses running with the police, because he was the only one who didn’t got touched by their investigations. From the gang’s point of view this was Byrne’s death-penalty. All the other motives you’ve told us are strong, but not as strong enough for a killer’s mission.”
“What do you want?” Calleigh asked without a tone after a short pause.
Mac had leaned at the doorframe the whole time through and had crossed his arms over his chest. Now he went into a straighter position and put his hands into the pockets of his trousers. The expression on his face changed from serious to empathic.
“First of all, you don’t need to worry about this old story at all, because to me it is just an old story without any meaning for the current case. Today we’ve to chase a mad sniper being on a trip of schizophrenia. The old story is the background, but Horatio’s not the reason why the sniper went nuts.” Mac smiled a bit to give Calleigh back a bit of comfort.
Slowly some color came back to Calleigh’s face. “Thank you,” she whispered.
“And second,… at this very moment Horatio gets punished twice. I can imagine how he needed all his strength to tell you about this whole old case and how he had gone through one of his hardest nightmares. And now you – the person he trusts in most – keeps him at a distance.”
Calleigh tried to interrupt Mac: “But that’s not true…”
But Mac raised his eyebrows and continued at once: “It is not? And why did he go off the crime-scene today as if his back was broken?”
Calleigh’s look went down to the surface of her desk, put down the pencil and turned around to look into Mac’s face again. Mac just waited for the next reaction.
Then Calleigh mumbled: “Well, I… I just stayed in the lab, ‘cause … suddenly all the others had been gone and in all this chaos I forgot to ask for the name of the hotel. Yesterday night I was too excited to notice it. And now… I can hardly remember…” Her smile still was a bit wry, but easier than before.
“Then it would be an honor for me to guide you there,” Mac answered her smile and guided Calleigh to door.
TBC