Title: Sunglasses Of Justice
By: Caroline Crane
Pairing: Horatio/sunglasses
Rating: G
A/N: I am not actually submitting this to The Day After Tomorrow Challenge, because it's a) too short, and b) really, incredibly stupid.
Summary: This is total crackfic. Totally.

It was the end of the world. That's what everyone kept saying, anyway, but he wasn't worried. Even when the water rose up over the city, bringing people and buildings down around them, he didn't worry. He didn't worry when cold water splashed high enough to bead on the smooth surface of his frames, and he didn't worry when the rest of the team scrambled to check on loved ones and say all those things people always left until it was too late to matter.

He felt a pang of sympathy for Calleigh when they passed her, wedged into one of the few untouched corners of the building and dialing a number on her cell phone over and over. She was murmuring something under her breath, probably willing the person on the other end of the phone to pick up. Her father, maybe, or one of her brothers, but he knew whoever she was calling was probably already gone.

Eric had left already, probably on his way back to the neighborhood to play hero one last time. It was the best place for him, because he'd make anyone who was left alive feel a little safer for however long they had left. There was nothing any of them could do in the lab, after all, and they all had to go wherever they could do the most good.

Speed passed them on the way to the A/V lab, fear etched in his normally stoic features until he pulled the door open and saw that the room had survived most of the damage brought on by the first wave. They paused just for a second, watching arms slide around Speed as the door swung shut behind him, then they were moving again, down the hall and out the front door into a sight he never thought they'd live to see.

Waves crashed against the shore, up and over the few buildings left standing along the coastline and there didn't used to be a coastline visible from the lab. The water was still coming, but the sky was lighter now, the air colder and when they looked up he could see why – it was snowing. Fat white flakes catching on the wind and swirling around them, landing on him to melt into tiny pools of moisture. Miami was freezing, the temperature dropping with each passing moment, but still he wasn't worried.

He spared a moment of regret for a little girl with strawberry blonde hair, for a young mother who was so close to getting her life together. He spared a thought for Yelina, all dark eyes and graceful beauty, wondered if she'd made it back to her son before the first waves hit. He felt sorry for them, sorry for the things that could have been and the things that were never going to be. But there was still work to be done, and as long as they were alive he knew they weren't going to stop.

After all, the snow was already accumulating – soon Miami would be blanketed in white, and that meant he still had a job to do. He'd never actually seen it, but he'd heard that snow cast a blinding glare, and as long as Horatio needed him, he'd be there.

Next story in series - Sunglasses Of Justice II