A/N: I hav been watchhin waay 2 many wedin movies, and this is wat hapens

Disclaimer: I dont own any thing u ppl recognise... TT (then again cal & eric woulda hooked up a loong time a go).

"Duquesne."

I was sitting in 'her' lab waiting for the results of the bullet.

"Em?"

"Yeah Calleigh, it's me"

"Um…"

"I know I'm not supposed to call your cell – unless it's an absolute emergency. And it is... sort."

"How'd you – "

"I got it from Duke. Anyway; Ben proposed!"

"What?!"

"Yeah, you know… your brother: Benjamin, he proposed to me."

"Oh my God! What'd you say?"

"Yes, of course! I know he's three years junior, but-"

"We're gonna be SISTERS!!"

"I KNOW!! Anyway; I'm just phonin' to see if you wanted to be maid-of-honour?"

"Absolutely!"

"Perfect. Oh and it's in eight months, on July 14."

"I'm so happy for you! Congrats!" she gushed.

"Thanks, now I was hoping' that you'd come down here, say a month and a half early, to help an' all"

"Sure, I have some sick days I could use."

"Great! We'll keep in touch via email. I gotta go Hun, see you soon. Oh and you need a date."

"Wait what?" she asked seriously.

"A date, like a man to come along – or a girl if you prefer."

"No, with my family being there. Not happening."

"You're my maid-of-honour, I'm the bride… you do as I say."

Calleigh rolled her eyes and winced.

"Look, why don't you bring that sexy Cuban boy of your? The one that dives, you said he looks hot in a diving suit…"

She flushed a deep red, "Em…"

"Oooh! Is he there with you?!"

"Yeah..."

"Aah! Well it isn't like he can hear me. Can he?"

"You're kinda loud."

"I doubt it… anyway; bring him! Or somebody…"

"Bye Babe. I gotta go. I don't care what you hafta do, just get a date. My fiancée is waitin'."

Calleigh shut the phone.

BEEP!! BEEP!!

"Looks like we gotta hit," I said acting as though I never heard the previous conversation.

"Uh… yeah. Um Eric?"

"Sì?" I said turning to look at her. She had stepped up behind me, 'Damn! She's close!'

"What are you doing in say… eight months?"

"Cal, I barely have the weekend planned out."

"Well… would you mind keeping the week of July 14th free?"

"Sure. Why?" I was definitely gonna make her say it."

"I need you, to come with me to Louisiana… for my brother's wedding... as a… a… a date"

"Sure."

"Really?"

"Yeah, of course. Anyway, I gotta get to trace."

"Yeah," she said, still slightly stunned that I said yes. "Oh and Eric."

"Uh huh?"

"Thanks."

"Anytime."