Becoming One

Disclaimer: CSI and it's characters belong to CBS and Anthony Zuiker

Rating: M because I'm paranoid

Author's Notes: This is my first fan fiction, so please review!

Big hands. My God, I love looking at those hands. They're a contradiction all in their own. His hands are calloused, yet gentle. Well cared for, but rough as well. I love looking when he picks up a new piece of evidence with those big hands, as his bright blue eyes shine keenly with intellectual interest. His eyes fascinate me just as much, if not more. I used to always wonder what secrets and emotions laid beneath those impossible pools of blue. Even when he wouldn't say anything, his eyes always conveyed some kind of emotion.

Now, I don't need to look just look at his hands, and savor the moments when his "accidentally" touch mine, because I feel those hands running up and down my body, and I no longer have to wonder what emotions lie beneath his eyes, because he tells me every day that he loves me. There's no need to be discreet about looking into those blue depths, because his stare into mine, mirroring the same expression I have as we're about to go over the edge, with our hands interlaced tightly, and our souls uniting, becoming one.