She missed you (Calleigh's P.O.V)

To see you when I wake up
is a gift I didn't think could be real.

The first time we spent the night together was wonderful, but I'll admit the morning was just as special to me. I woke up a bit earlier then you and just watched you sleep. I'm a morning person, so I couldn't help but steal the time to watch you. You're a beautiful person Horatio, and to just be sure you weren't an angel, some figment of my wild imagination, I reached out and touched your auburn hair.

It was so soft. And a little messy. I guessed the later was partly to my doing.

"Morning sweetie." You muttered, and I knew that was the cutest thing ever, though I dared not tell you that.

To know that you feel the same as I do
is a three-fold, utopian dream.

"Morning handsome." I replied to you and sat up.

"I love you." You say and I look over to you, soft eyes locked with yours. Even when just waking up, you had such an intensity rising in your eyes. My world has been completed.

You do something to me that I can't explain.
So would I be out of line if I said,

So of course in ten seconds you had me pinned back down to the bed in a heated kiss. A girl like me must have been the luckiest girl to have gotten you.

Later in the day we were back at work, you got a call out to a case on the far side of town. I kissed your lips as you started to go. "I love you." You say as you take my hands away and hold them.

I miss you.

"I miss you already." I grinned and bit my lower lip now. It was the same as always; you slid those black shades on and walked to your car, ready to get to it.

I waved and leaned against the door of the lab, watching and waiting.

I see your picture; I smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine.
You have only been gone ten days, but already I'm wasting away.

That night I sighed, sitting back at your house, you asked me to move in with you and it took some prying but I did. I looked to the bed, remembering a bit over a week ago of how we were that first night. You haven't been home, and it has gotten much colder because of that.

I know I'll see you again
whether far or soon.

A day later I walk into the lab, sad faces were there to greet me. I sighed and just went to my lab to get my coat. I never knew missing someone would be this hard on my heart. I knew I loved you and I knew that I missed you but I didn't know that I'd feel so useless without arms to hold me.

But I need you to know that I care
and I miss you.

Arriving at the cemetery with Eric, Ryan, Natalia, Alexx and the others, I stand by you and can't help the tears that start to form and fall down my pale cheeks. This pain wasn't going away.

As the people soon left me alone, I sighed, reading your inscription. "Killed in the line of duty…Horatio Caine 1960-2006…a wonderful person and a beloved angel." I played with the hem of my shirt and let out a breath I was apparently holding.

"I miss you….handsome." I choke out and cover my mouth and turn away. It was sad that the first night we had, was our last, but we knew before that we had one another. Always.

( R and R please. Sorry it's a bit sad. )