Contagious Souls by CD57 [ - ]
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Category: CSI: Miami - General
Characters: Alexx Woods, Calleigh Duquesne, Eric Delko, Horatio Caine, Tim Speedle
Rating: R
Genres: Angst, Action/Adventure, Episode Related, Hurt Comfort
Warnings: Adult themes

Summary: Horatio Caine runs into serious trouble with the students from Cabrerra University after the events of the epiosde A Horrible Mind (season 1)

SPOILERS: Season 1: A Horrible Mind
CONTENT WARNINGS: If you thought the episode was horrible, then you might not like this story. It's rated R for a reason.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This is my very first CSI Miami story. Remember that episode with that University teacher that was tortured to death? I just couldn't help but thinking what would happen to the students of his class. The case was closed, but was it really over?
Thanks, Yoof and Soles for their help. And then Pheral, your help has been amazing!!! This fic wouldn't have been like it is without you.


Case closed. The confession made, the student convicted. Justice done.

Lt. Horatio Caine sat behind his desk, unable to stop thinking about the horrible crime he and his team had just solved. A man, with beliefs and thoughts that were unbearable to consider, with ways to "teach" his students about things no parent would want their children to be taught.

How the cultural anthropologist Adam Metzger had become a Professor at Cabrerra University was a question an sich, one that would most likely never be answered. Yet, Horatio Caine - no stranger to people capable of violence, rape and murder - knew as no other that sometimes a man turned out completely the opposite to what everybody around him believed him to be.

Professor Metzger had been one of them.

Teaching his class about torture and slaughter. Provoking the students with Nazi ideals and KKK methods. Teaching them that pain and hatred made better men. Subjecting his class to rituals and mock lynchings.

Horatio sighed. His left hand absently massaged his brow in an unconscious attempt to suppress a rapidly developing headache. With the other hand, he picked up the spoon and stirred slowly in the mug sitting in front of him on the desk.

The coffee, poured into the mug at least half an hour ago, was long cold already, but the Lieutenant didn't even notice.

To what purpose?

It was the remaining question in this case. A trivial question that kept him busy. One that also never be answered.

Horatio Caine knew it would take him some time to accept that some things remained unsolved. His life was built around evidence. A criminal could try to hide the facts, but the evidence always told the truth in the end. It was a certainty that made the CSI into what they are. It was what they relied on when starting on a case.

This fact, however, was something the Professor of horror had taken down with him into his grave. And no matter how good the CSI team was, this one had left no evidence for them to find. Each member of his team could only take a wild guess as to why Metzger had done what he'd done. How he'd dragged one of his students down with him.

The sheer look of anguish and rage on Teresa Watson's face was something Horatio couldn't wipe from his memory. The young woman had simply snapped under Metzger's mental and physical experiments. One man dead, a woman's life broken. Shattered.

Where was the justice in that?


Calleigh Duquesne had been working in her lab that afternoon, finishing the reports on the latest crime before the file would be archived.

There was something about this case shaking her to the core. Of course, the death of that University Professor was horrible, as were the facts they had discovered during their investigation, but they'd had just as many ugly cases before and yet none had affected her like this one.

She needed to remain unattached. She needed to keep her distance. Block out the emotional reality and concentrate on the evidence. She'd done it a million times already.

Why didn't it work this time?

Speed and Eric had left to investigate another crime scene, so she hadn't had the chance to talk to Speed about this.

With a deep sigh Calleigh signed the last report, shoved the papers into the file folder and closed it.

Maybe now this horrible case was over. Maybe now, she could erase it from her memory and move on to the next.

Calleigh got up, grabbed the folder and left the lab. Shortly after, she knocked on her boss' door before opening it.

Horatio looked up.

Calleigh wasn't sure, but for a moment she thought her boss' face was troubled. Then, it was gone, as he threw her one of his famous smiles.

"Hi," he said.

"Hi, handsome," she responded. "I'm done with this," she indicated at the file folder she was carrying, "and I was about to archive it. Is there anything you'd like to add before I put it away?"

"No," Caine answered slowly. He got up and straightened his shoulders. "I am sure you covered everything." He took the mug and finished the remaining cold coffee at once, then walked around the desk.

"Okay," Calleigh said. "I'll be in the lab, then. Are you going somewhere?"

Horatio gave a brief nod. "I am going to brief Dean Hernandez about the outcome of this case. One of the students of his University is going to trial, but I also want to talk to him about what he is going to do about those other students of Adam Metzger's class."

"They need help," Calleigh stated. Another shiver shook her tall frame at the thought of what those teenagers had been going through under the deceased man's wicked imagination.

"Yes, they do. I want to make sure Hernandez realizes that, too."

She wasn't surprised. Her boss always made a great effort in looking after the team but also never failed to care for victims and relatives that were left behind in the crime cases. "Do you want me to go with you?"

Horatio shook his head. He threw a quick glance at his watch before lifting his head and looking at her. "You know," he started. "You know, it is already late. Speed and Eric can handle the next case, so... why don't you take the rest of the day off. And I will see you again tomorrow morning."

Calleigh wasn't going to argue. She gladly accepted his offer. "Very well. I'll drop these off," she pointed at the file folder, "and then I'll be heading home. Thank you, Horatio."

He smiled, then opened the door for her. "You are welcome."

Calleigh quickly passed him. She threw one look over her shoulder and watched him close the door to his office, preparing to head out. She called after him. "See you tomorrow!"