Eric ran a hand through his short hair and thought hard about the person he knew best. Where would he go when he's upset and stressed out? His first thought was the firing range to blow off some steam, but he knew better. Calleigh would probably go there, but not Horatio. He would want to think; he would want to be… alone…
Eric suddenly knew where to go and slid his sneakers on. Then he dashed down the street and into a thickly wooded area. After a while, he slowed down and tried to be quiet.
He smiled to himself as the man he was searching for came into view, sitting on a rock as he skipped stones across the surface of a large pond. Eric sat down behind him, wrapped his arms around the red-head's waist, and lightly kissed his shoulder. For a long time, everything was silent.
"I wasn't expecting to see you here, Eric," Horatio said softly after a long time, skipping another smooth stone. Eric laughed quietly.
"As if you could ever get rid of me, Horatio. You couldn't live without me, anyways." Horatio sighed and tossed a handful of small pebbles into the water, blurring their reflection and shattering the smooth glass surface.
"I'm sure you'll leave eventually, just like everyone else."
"Stop thinking like that, H. I'm not going anywhere."
"Everyone does." Eric rolled his eyes and kissed his boyfriend deeply.
"When are you going to get it through that thick skull of yours? I love you, Horatio Caine. I could've let you go, but I didn't. I chased after you today because I love you. Wherever you will go, I will be right there behind you. Don't ever forget that." Horatio couldn't help but laugh slightly as a thought crossed his mind.
"You sound like a stalker, Eric. I love you, too."