Eric Delko (CSI:Miami)
Isobel Torriani (My Own)
Summary: The love between two flames. A Latian and a Italian. It's about the up's, the down's, and the good times and the bad times. This story is about a hot temper couple falling in love and doing anything to keep them together. Forever.
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Chpater One: Memories of the First Days (The Past)
(Miami - Crime Scene)
When Eric Delko meet Isobel Torriani for the first time, they were working on a case together. The case was of a murder of a Fedral Agent. Isobel was sent to Miami to make sure everything went right.
She walked on the scene, Eric and Alex talked about who she could be and why she was at the scene Noone made the connection that she would be a Fedral Agent. She didn't look like one. She was dressed way to pretty to be a cop.
"Ciao, Horatio." She smiled, gretting him with a hug. "Come stai oggi?"
"Bene. E tu?"
"Cosi cosi." She anwsered. She looked around before she looked to Horatio again. "It's nice to see you here."
"Yesh. Why?"
"Because your person I can trust doing this." She looked around. "Davids is the fifth Fedral Agent that had been killed. Three men and two women."
"He's a serial?"
"We think. Correct that we know that. The first two were in DC, than Detroit, and the one before this was Jacksonvillie. Now, Miami. Horatio, I wanna catch this sun of a bitch and fast."
"Isocel, come meet my team and you can catch us up on the cases." He told her.
"Sure." She smiled. "And Horatio, it's rally nice to see you."
"It is, Isobel."
(Miami-Dade Crime Lab)
Horatio stood out his door and talked on his cellphone. "OK. Thanks. Don't worry. I'll keep her safe. I promise, Derek." He hung up the phone. That's when Horatio noticed Eric, smirking.
"H? Why aren't you in your office?" Eric asked.
"Isobel hates hotel. I was going to have her stay at my house but she fell asleep."
Eric looked at him. "How do you two know each other?" He had been wondering that all day. He wanted to knoe the mystery.
"She was one of the first cases, Eric. One of my first makor bloody cases. Over the years, I kept in touch with her. Now, we're close. Now, she's a FBI Agent. One of the youngest ever allowed." He explained.
"I see." Eric said. "I heard she's a FED but I didn't think it was true becasue she dosen' look like one."
"She isn't suppose to look like a FED, Eric. She's one of those undercover agents. That reminds me. We have to talk." Horatio said. "Let's go get some coffee." First, he opened his office door looking at Isobel, sleeping on his couch, covered in his black blanket, (he kept for over night cases) and shut the door behind him.
(Miami Night Club - Take 6)
"How do I look?" Isobel asked Tim Speedle.
Isobel and Tim grew up together in Brooklyn.
Tim smiled as he snapped a picture of her with his black carmea. "You look wonderful." He anwsered. Isobel wore a black mini drees with matching high heels. Her hair was perfect with her make-up just done right. Tim thought if he wasn't taken, he would kiss her right now. "Have fun out there, Isobel."
"I will, Speed." She said. She leaned in and gave him a kiss on his cheeck. "See you later."
At the club, Take 6, Isobel meet up with Eric. "You clean up well." She said smiling.
Eric was wearing a dark blue suit without a tie. Take 6 was a high end club. If you weren't dressed up, you weren't allowled in.
"Thanks." He said. "You don't look so bad yourself, by the way."
She laughed. "I know."
"I'll go get you a drink, Isobel."
"Thanks, Eric." Isobel's cellphone rang and she quiclky anwsered it. It was on of her teammates and best friends, Derek Morgan. "Hey, Der. What's up?"
"We're just wondering how the case is going?" He said on the other line.
"Worried, Derek?" She asked playfully.
"All of are. Five agents are dead. We don't want you to be the sixith."
"I'm fine. And I will be fine."
"Ok. OK. So, what are you up too?"
"Drinking."
"On the job?"
"UC, Derek. I gotta go. I'll call you later." She hung up, stuffing her cell back in her purse.
"Martni." Eric handed her the glass.
"THanks." She took a sip of her drink and looked around. "Let's go dance, Delko."
There eere in a club for another hour before a man came up to Eric about Isobel.
"Is that your girlfriend?" The mytsery man asked him.
"Yea." He smield.
"Your a lucky man. She's a very pretty woman."
It was almost two am, when Eric and Isobel left the club. "I'll be right back. I'm gonna go pa the tab."
"Ok." Isobel said. She walked to her bright red Mustang. It was her baby.
She turned around when she heard footsteps behind her. Noone was there. "Eric." She whinned. She had to act drunk.
She rested her head on the passanger as she waited for Eric. Suddenly, she felt an arm around her neck and it squezzed. Tightly.
This is where her FBI Agent traning went in.
She slammed her eblow in the man's ribs and he quiclky let go of her. She kicked him in the stomach till he fell to the ground. She sat on top of him and puched him in the face. "You move. I will hurt you. And trust me, it will hurt. Badly. I promise you that." She said, breathing heavily.
Eric ran up. "What the hell?"
"About time. Him. Handcuffs. Now." She said.
It was a record time that Isobel got a confession. "Gour agents are coming in the moring to pick hime up. I know you guys can handle him until they pick me him up." Isobel said she was changed into black sweatpants and a pink tank top. She looked great. She was fixing her hair into a ponytail as she spoke to Horatio, Frank, Tim and Eric.
"We got everything under control, Isobel. You don't have to worry." Horatio told her.
"I do, H. It's my job. He killed five of friends. He almost killed me. I have to, Horatio."
He smiled. Tim walked foward. "It's nice to see you again, Isobel."
She smirked. "I've missed you, too." She hugged. "We miss you up in Brooklyn. I go there at least four times a year. Why don't you ever vist?"
"We talked about this in Quantico." He said crossing his arms.
"I know. I just want you to vist. The neigborhood misses you." Then she looked to Eric. "It was nice working with you, Delko. Your a good guy. I hope you'll stay in touch."
She gave him a quick hug. "I will." He promised.
She gave all of them a warm smile before she turmed to Horatio. "Derek is going to be mad that you are late. Are you ready?" HE asked her.
"Yeah. I'm ready."