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Chapter 1

She looked at up at him from her stool at the counter. It was just another day in the lab; Well,except for the fact that she had a new amazing guy in her life. Actually, I don't know if you would call him "new" exactly; He'd been in her life for seven years, actually. Only recently though did they confess that they'd been in love since the day they'd first laid eyes on each other. Neither of them would ever forget the day that she became a new member on Horatio's team. That was the best thing to ever happen to her, well, next to the man standing above her. When she looked up at him, she saw him staring intently back into her green eyes with his deep, expresso brown ones. They continued this gaze for a good four minutes before Eric broke the silence. "So, uhh, Cal', do you think you might wanna come to my house for dinner tonight around 7?," he asked shyly, never breaking their gaze for a second. "That all depends on whether or not you're cooking", Calleigh said in a coy voice, though she knew very well that she'd never turn down any time at all with Eric. "Anything you want, baby." She blushed. She knew they were being a bit too obvious today. After all,under department regulations, they really weren't supposed to be together. If anyone found out about this, they could both lose their jobs; So at work at least, they tried to keep their relationship on the DL.

3 Hours Later

Calleigh hung up her lab coat and headed out to the hummer. She got in, and, being the careful, organized, particular person that she was, she adjusted her mirrors perfectly, raised up her seat so she could see, buckled her seat belt, and proceeded to start the vehicle. She spent the ride to her house thinking about Eric and what a wonderful evening they had ahead of them. She also thought about their first kiss and how mesmerizing it was to have his strong, dark arms wrapped around her. God, how she loved him. She loved everything about him. From his eyes, to his smile, to his scent. She pulled in the driveway, lost in her thoughts, and locked the car doors. She went inside and set her purse on her nice and tidy coffee grabbed a quick shower and shaved her legs. Then she went to the back of her bedroom to her closet, which was organized by color and clothing type. She started going through her dresses and skirts. She didn't want anything too dressy, after all, she knew she didn't have to impress Eric. After throwing about 90% of her closet's contents onto her bed, she decided on her favorite Lucky jeans and a white tank top. Being a southern girl, this was just what was comfortable. She then went to the bathroom and began brushing through her long, blond hair. She blew it as straight as she could get it but she didn't bother with the straightener because she kind of liked the natural wave in her hair. Not bothering with makeup, she grabbed some black flip-flops (she wore heels to work every day because she was so short and liked the height boost, but she liked that she was so much smaller than Eric, so flip flops were the best option) and headed out the door. When she started to pull out, she realized that she'd left her purse on the table and ran back inside.

Meanwhile

Eric fidgeted with the buttons on his white cotton shirt. After realizing that he was too excited to mess with buttons, he just decided to leave it undone. He went to the large kitchen in his house and checked on the food. The delicious aroma began to fill the house. It wasn't quite done yet so he went into the bathroom to check himself in the mirror. After spraying a bit of cologne and a swish of mouthwash, Mr. Eric Delko was ready for his date with Calleigh Duquesne, who was hopefully, the future Mrs. Delko. It was about 6:30 and although he was excited, he got a rather bad feeling deep in the pit of his stomach. He wanted to call to check on Calleigh to make sure everything was okay, but they had just gotten together and he didn't want to scare her away with his worrying. He just didn't want anything to happen to his angel. She was everything he wanted and he was madly in love with her. He would never forget how afraid he was when she had been abducted by that creep, Seth. He wanted nothing more than for her to be back in his arms so that no one could ever harm her again. He hated to let her out of his sight for too long. He would also never forget when Seth was holding that gun to her head right in front him. He had never wanted to kill anyone so much in his life, well, except for the man that killed his sister. His teeth clenched and his hands balled up just at the memory. He felt so much better when they were finally able to get her away from that demon. As soon as she was free from his grasp she ran right over to him, buried her head in his chest and began to cry. He kissed her hair, rubbed her back, and held her close. He drove her home that night to make sure she was safe. That was THE night: The night when they confessed their feelings. The best night of his life. He had his girl, he knew she loved him back, and she was safe in his arms. If only she were in his arms right then, so he could stop worrying about her. Why was he so paranoid? She was the toughest person he knew, and the sassiest, it was part of what he loved most about her, but she was so small and delicate. It would be so easy for some monster to overpower her. At this thought he cringed, and after debating with himself, decided it best to call her anyway.

Back at Calleigh's Place

She ran into the living room to grab her purse. She couldn't help but notice the eery feeling that came over her when she walked back into her house. 'Oh well' she thought, 'the faster I get out of here, the sooner I get to be with Eric.' All of a sudden her phone started to ring "Sweet Thing" by Keith Urban, Eric's Ringtone. She reached into her pocket to grab her phone, but just when she was about to hit the Answer button, she heard a dark but familiar voice say, "I wouldn't answer that if I were you." She looked up, shocked, right at his evil smile.