I'm Not Going Anywhere
Eric Delko couldn't wait to get home to his boyfriend Ryan Wolfe. They both worked at the Miami-Dade Crime Lab but Ryan had the day off and their caring red-head boss needed Eric to stay late to finish an important case. When the computer finally came up with his results Eric printed them and threw them onto his boss's desk before running out the door. If you ask any other person who knew Delko at all this was completely out of character. Ryan was changing him and anybody who wasn't blind could see it.
On his way home Eric was thinking about just that. Ryan was his life. He was madly in love and would do anything to keep the younger safe.
When he got home Eric ran inside expecting to see dinner cooking and Ryan there to tease. "Hey Ry I'm home!" he called as he walked through the door but instead of being greeted by the smell of dinner he was greeted by darkness. This unsettled him. "Ryan? Are you here?" he called uneasily. Eric didn't get a response but he heard what sounded like crying coming from somewhere in the house. "Ryan? Are you ok?" he was really worried now and quickly followed the sound to the bedroom. What he saw when he walked in broke his heart. Ryan was sitting on the bed in the dark clutching a pillow crying. Eric had never seen his boyfriend cry. "Ryan! What's wrong babe?" he asked quietly as he sat on the bed and pulled the younger into a hug. All Ryan could do was sniffle so Eric sat there rubbing circles onto his back until he calmed down enough to talk. "I-I went to do some grocery shopping cuz we're running out of food a-and..." he trailed off and started crying again. "Shhh, its ok Ry. I'm here." Eric soothed. Ryan took a shaky breath and continued. "I went into a store and I guess this guy recognized me because he started calling me all sorts of horrible names. Normally that doesn't bother me but it was because I'm gay and we're in a relationship and that I'm a worthless piece of scum! He said that I was a waste of space and that I should just die. I'm not worth anything Eric! I'm a freak and a weirdo and all I do is cause problems! I screw up cases all the time, I generally just cause problems and I'm a freak because of my OCD! You should get away from me while you have the chance!" Ryan started sobbing. Not like the oh-my-hamster-died crying, we're talking all out I'm-alone-in- the-world-I'm screwed-up-I-want-to-die sobs of despair. Eric pulled Ryan into a hug so tight he could barely breathe before talking. "Ryan that's not true and you know it! That was just some homophobic ass that needs to sort his life out! You are not a worthless piece of scum! You are damn good at your job as a CSI! You don't screw up very much and you have a bunch of people who love you! You don't cause problems and your OCD is what makes you different! Everybody's unique and your OCD has helped us on more than one case. And guess what else Ry? I'm not going anywhere. I love you more than you could ever imagine and seeing you like this is breaking my heart. I love you and I will always be here." Eric stated. Ryan looked up at Eric and smiled. "I love you too Eric." He allowed Eric to wipe away the last of his tears before kissing him. When they pulled away both men knew this was how they wanted the rest of their days to go. Through the good and bad, through pain and sorrow neither was going anywhere.
