: The characters of Buffy the Vampire Slayer belong to J. Whedon, etc. The characters of CSI: Miami belong to CBS, etc. All are used here without permission. No copyright infringement is intendedNotes/Warnings
: I've seen very few episodes of CSI: Miami, so when I drew it as the crossover, I knew it would be challenging. Please forgive me if I've missed the mark.Keeping Secrets
Horatio Caine felt exhausted. Their most recent case just wrapped up a few minutes ago and he'd been looking forward to going home and sleeping for the first time in more than forty-eight hours. He knew he'd need it because there would be a new CSI tech starting on his team tomorrow.
As he headed to his office to get his house keys, he spotted a strange woman sitting in his visitor's chair. Though not too out of the ordinary, the fact that no one informed him of the visitor was out of the norm.
Suppressing a sigh and hoping for the best while he tried to shake off his fatigue, he entered his office.
As he did so, the blonde stood and turned to face him. She was young, obviously aware of fashion and what looked best on her. Her movements, stance and facial expressions bespoke confidence. And she was tiny, not just short, but fine-boned. If you were able to look past the strength and confidence she radiated, you could see how frail she looked.
“Mr. Caine,” she said, holding out her hand for him to shake. “My name is Buffy Summers. I am sorry to approach you after you've been working for so many hours in a row, but it's important we speak before you start work tomorrow. Perhaps we should meet for breakfast?”
Horatio blinked at her while his mind caught up with her rapid-fire speech. He must be more tired than he thought. Normally he wouldn't have needed time to process her words. “Breakfast is fine. Perhaps seven o'clock?”
The details were quickly settled and the two parted ways.~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~
The next morning, Horatio prepared for his day, the oddness of his meeting with Buffy Summers yesterday struck him. The only reason he could see that they would need to meet before the start of the work day would be the new CSI starting. He and his team had been very thorough in vetting everyone. There should be no surprises.
Still, he wouldn't find out what she wanted if he didn't meet Buffy for breakfast.
Fifteen minutes later, just a few minutes early, he settled at a fairly remote table in the agreed upon restaurant. The table offered adequate protection and privacy while allowing a view of all entrances and egresses as well as the street outside.
“Thank you for meeting me,” Buffy offered with a smile after the waitress left with their orders.
“To be honest, Miss Summers,” at her look he relented and called her by name. “To be honest, Buffy, the only reason I can image you needed to talk to me before work would be because you have information you need to share on our new hire.”
She smiled at him, pleasure at his conclusion evident in her face. “That's it exactly,” she agreed.
Buffy then spent the next 40 minutes explaining about the school for special youths that her company ran and how several of the youths, including the one who would be working for Horatio possessed enhanced abilities that would be dangerous to the student – current or former – and those near them should it be discovered. She then explained exactly what abilities she meant and passed over a list of contact numbers and her own card.
“We've done our own checking on you Mr. Caine, and decided you can be trusted with this. It's important that someone know.”
“And if they choose to share this information with the team?”
“That's up to them, but it will only be about them. No one else will know about the others. It's not safe.”
He wasn't sure how much he believed, but in all his years serving on the force, he'd seen any number of unusual and inexplicable things. He knew how different people could be from each other. Nodding he tucked the list and the card safely away. “Thank you for your time, Miss... Buffy.”
She rewarded him with a brilliant smile. “It's nothing. She asked that I be the one to speak to you. I couldn't say no.” Buffy then stood up, dropped enough money on the table for the bill and the tip and left the building.
Horatio sat at the table a little longer thinking over what he'd been told. He knew there was more to the story than what he'd been given, but, weighing all the options, he decided he didn't need to pursue it. Yet.