Ch 1
And with that he was gone. A small kiss and a comforting hug, and then he left. Calleigh didn't know what to think. With the news of gangs on the rise, and old friends slowly slipping away from her, she felt lost. Eric was her life, and now he was gone from CSI. But they were still in love, and now Rick Stetler wouldn't be looking over their shoulders 24/7. It was a sigh of relief, but it broke Calleigh's heart to see him leave the same day he got back.
That night, Calleigh got home and flopped on her couch while kicking off those high heeled shoes that she wore to work almost everyday. She smiled as the memory of getting those shoes came to mind.
Calleigh and Eric had been only a month into their relationship when she insisted on him helping her pick out a new pair of heels. It was the only thing worse than finding out that you were going to die according to Eric. They were at the shoe store barely five minutes before he spotted the perfect shoes. They were classy, yet stylish with a bit of sass. The shoes had black soles, 3 inch heels, and crossing straps in front that alternated between hot pink and white. From there, the shoes would be part of her life forever.
Moving away from the memory, Calleigh slipped into her room, put on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt, and laid down on the bed.
A few hours passed and Calleigh checked her phone periodically to see if she had received any text messages. Each time it was blank. After about the eleventh time, she set down the phone and something on the nightstand caught her eye. It was the silver cross Calleigh had given Eric when he was in the hospital the first time.
As she picked it up gently, a single tear slipped down her cheek. So many memories could be traced back to that diamond necklace.
Oh Eric, Calleigh thought. Grasping the cross in her hand, she laid back down and closed her eyes as unmerciful dreams invaded her sleep.
