A/N: Sorry that this has taken me so long to write. I've been so busy with overcoming depression, and then being on band schedule, that this is the first chance that I've gotten in quite a while to write! I hope that you like it!

"Eric, we need to get out of here."

"Why?"

"Something isn't right, and I've got a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. We need to leave. NOW." As Calleigh finished her sentence, a gunshot rang through the house. Calleigh and Eric both fell to the ground. Calleigh was expecting pain to rack her body, but the only feeling that she experienced was fear. Oh no, they hit Eric. Calleigh turned to where she could see Eric, but he was just fine. There was no blood flowing from any part of his body. He wasn't screaming out in pain or even wincing. Maybe it was just a blank? Another gunshot rang through the house. Or worse… it's a murder/suicide. After the second gunshot, the house fell silent. Neither Calleigh nor Eric spoke a word. Eric was the first to stand. As he helped Calleigh to her feet, another chill ran through her spine. Stop! Nothing bad is going to happen! It should have happened by now! Was her sixth sense going haywire? She could usually rely on it to help her steer clear of danger, but today, it was off. Nothing bad had happened to her like she had felt that it would. "Calleigh, are you ok?"

"I… I… I don't know…"

"C'mon, Calleigh. Let's get out of here. We'll let Wolfe and Horatio take care of this one. You're too shaken up."

"No. I'm working this. We were put on this case, so we're going to work it. That simple." Eric knew that there was more to it, so he reluctantly agreed. "I'm going upstairs first."

"No you're not."

"Calleigh, I don't even feel that we should stay on this case, but I'm going to because I can tell that there's something here that you need to be a part of, so at least let me lead the way up. If anyone is going to get hurt, then it's going to be me." Calleigh froze. That's it! No wonder I've been feeling so weird! I'm getting a read from Eric! If he goes in front of me, then he could be killed! "How about this," Calleigh asked sweetly, "we go up at the same time. The stairs are wide enough for two people to walk side by side." Eric wasn't sure where Calleigh was going with that, but it was better than her going up and quite possibly being the first and easy target. "Ok."

As Calleigh and Eric made their way up the stairs side by side, the feeling of impending doom grew in Calleigh. It took everything she had to keep herself from noticeably shaking. When they got to the landing, the feeling that she had disappeared entirely, but Calleigh refused to put her guard down. Just because the feeling's gone doesn't mean that the danger is. Unless… Calleigh went down a couple of steps and the feeling returned. She looked around and took in everything that she could see. Then she went back up onto the landing. Looking around again, Calleigh noticed that one of the bedrooms was not visible anymore. That's it! We were in danger downstairs because that's where we could be seen, but now, we're out of the person's line of sight… could Eric and I sneak over there and catch a wanna-be murderer? Calleigh pulled Eric back a few feet and told him about what she thought. "Downstairs, I could not shake this feeling that we were in danger, but as soon as we hit this landing, the feeling disappeared. There's a bedroom that can see over the entire house… EXCEPT for this area. This is the blind-spot of that room. Maybe we can slip over there and see what's going on in there."

"Sure. I don't see the harm in that, but just in case, I'm leading." Eric took Calleigh's hand (which sent a wave of pure bliss though her) and they headed toward the bedroom. As they reached the door-jam, they heard someone breathing softly.

A/N: This is where I'm going to stop. I'm going out tonight and I feel that my current writing is crap. Yep. Crap. Read and Review! I'll get the next chapter up as soon as I can, but not before Jodie reviews.