As The World Falls Down
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Category: CSI: Miami - Ship Ahoy!
Characters: Alexx Woods
, Calleigh Duquesne
, Eric Delko
, Horatio Caine
, Ryan Wolfe
, Yelina Salas
Genres: Hurt Comfort
When Calleigh is unjured on the field, she and her husband (you can prob. guess who that is!) recieve news more terrible then they ever have.
"Calleigh, get down!"
"For God's sakes, Calleigh, get down!"
The bullet from Ryan's gun hit into Rick's wrist. Rick dropped his gun. Ryan kicked it away from him and the SWAT team moved in to clear him.
"Calleigh!" Ryan darted around the SWAT team and landed on his knees beside Calleigh. She didn't wake. Her face was pale and drawn. He felt a warm liquid wash over his hands. He looked down, and saw Calleigh's blood on his hands and on the floor.
"RESCUE! I NEED A RESCUE - NOW!" He screamed.
"You'll be okay, Calleigh...I promise, you'll be fine," He stroked her blonde hair, the blood soaking into it, turning it crimson. He took her hand and kissed it, the harsh metal of her wedding ring brushing against his cheek.
"Mrs Wolfe will be able to return to the field in about three months," Dr. Cortez said, her glasses perched on her nose, looking down at Calleigh's chart.
"Though I can't guarantee she'll be mentally ready to return then," Dr. Cortez looked from Horatio, to Eric, to Ryan. "Mrs Wolfe has suffered severe trauma...and may be suffering from PND."
"Post natal depression? I don't understand," Horatio's eyebrows creased.
"Mrs Wolfe was pregnant," Dr. Cortez said. "I don't think she knew. She was only about two weeks along, but the bullet just about hit her in the wrong place and terminated the pregnancy..." She glanced at Ryan. "I'm very sorry."
Eric turned to Ryan, who was sitting on one of the hard, plastic orange chairs, with his face in his hands.
"Mrs Wolfe will make a full recovery, and will be able to have children in the future." Dr Cortez told them. "I'm very sorry for your loss." She said to Ryan. Sensing that Ryan needed his friends, she turned around and walked away.
Horatio put his hand on Ryan's shoulder. "I'm sorry."
For an hour Ryan sat without saying a word. Not once did he move his face from his hands. A smiling nurse emerged from the room they were keeping Calleigh in.
"Mr Wolfe? Mrs Wolfe is awake, and has requested only you for the time being,"
Eric opened his mouth to speak as Ryan closed the door behind him, but Horatio shook his head. "They lost a baby, Eric," Horatio said. "They should be alone."
"Ryan..." Calleigh's face was pale. Her hair was still tinted red from the blood. She looked tired and heartbroken. "I'm sorry,"
"For what?" Ryan asked, sitting beside her and taking her hand.
"I shouldn't have been on the field..."
Ryan squeezed Calleigh's hand. "There was no way you could've known...don't blame yourself."
Calleigh nodded. "When can I go home, Ryan?"
"I don't know. You have to get better first. Fully better. Then you'll be back at work and it'll be like nothing ever happened."
"Did they tell you?"
"Are you upset?"
There was a silence.
"I'm tired, Ryan,"
Ryan smiled. "Then go to sleep. And I'll be right here when you wake up,"
Ryan stayed at the hospital for four days straight - Calleigh, Horatio, Alexx and Eric told him to go home but he wouldn't.
"I'm not leaving until I can take Calleigh with me,"
"She can go home tomorrow," Dr Cortez said. "It's in your best interests to go home, have a nap, a shower, something to eat, get the place ready. You haven't slept, Mr. Wolfe. The last thing Mrs. Wolfe needs is for you to get ill, too. Then you can come and pick her up tomorrow and you'll be reenergized to get her anything she needs."
Ryan looked at Calleigh, who smiled back at him.
"Go. I'll be fine."
"If anything happens..."
"Nothing will happen, Mr Wolfe. She's totally out of the woods now."
Ryan looked warily at his wife. "Call me even if the slightest thing happens? So much as a headache?"
Calleigh laughed and nodded. "I promise!"
"I'll stay with her if you're worried." Alexx said from the chair at the bottom of the bed.
Ryan left the hospital and climbed into his own car, leaving Horatio the Hummer. He drove home and parked his car in the garage. He climbed out, unlocking the front door and going in.
The house was relatively clean, but the dishes needed to be put in the dishwasher, the garbage taken out and the bedroom cleaned.
He did as Dr. Cortez said. He showered and took a nap, and cleaned the place until every surface was shining.
There was nothing for him to do now.
Nothing to do but wait.