55Title: Cinderella: DuCaine Style!
Author: CSIloverZed
Pairing: DuCaine Horatio/Calleigh
Disclaimer: If I owed them, I would have DuCaine a long time ago, but since I don't, I can only dream...
A/N: I planed on making this a oneshot, but it got so long I had to put it in chapters. I would like to thank my beta (and BFF) Alexandra for all the support. I would also like to thank Hcrazy for in her story 'Heaven and Hell' Madison said that Calleigh's hair was like Cinderella's and Horatio was her prince. That's were I got this idea! Just to let you know everyone from CSI:Miami is here. Enough with my rambling and get on with the story...
A girl no more then 13 with her long, blond hair pulled in a tight bun with a few pieces curled to frame her face and deep, sea green eyes watched her father and her new stepmother's wedding. It made her sick, I mean come on, when her father's not around, her stepmother, Natalia Boa Vista's her name, is so mean, making her do all the dirty work. And he doesn't even know. She's pretty, Natalia, but so mean. As they kissed, the girl had to fight the urge to throw up.
"Calleigh, come on we need to do pictures!" Natalia called. Calleigh sighed and walked up to them.
"Duke, come on, get over here!" Kenwall "Duke" Duquesne was Calleigh's father. He was an aging man with brown hair and blue eyes. Kenwall always said she was the spinning image of her mother. "Coming dear" he said. He looked happy, and that's what matters. Calleigh missed her mother, how died no more than 10 years ago. Even though she was no more than 3 years old at the time, Calleigh knew she was nicer than Natalia. She placed her in between her two daughters Maxine and Samantha. Maxine's light brown hair was in curls and Samantha's black hair was also in curls.
"So, now we're a family" she whispered. "Yeah, I know" Calleigh whispered back, disgusted. "Guys, be quiet" Samantha said. "Alright" Calleigh and Maxine said at the same time. As they took the picture, Calleigh knew her life was about to get even worse.
5 years after the wedding, Kenwall died, left her all alone with them. Natalia put on a good show, crying her eyes out at the funeral. Calleigh knew she was just faking it, she was happy he was gone. Natalia fired all the maids, cooks, gardeners and made Calleigh do it all. When she was 18 they packed up and moved to Miami
10 year after her father death, Calleigh was still cooking and cleaning. She allowed to leave the house, unless it was for an errand. 'I'm 27, darn it! Let me have a life!' she always said to Natalia and always, she would laugh. 'You don't need a life'. Calleigh wanted to run away plenty of times but she always got caught.
Calleigh was miserable. One day this all changed.