A/N: This is a crossover between CSI, and CSI: Miami.
Summertime 2007:
Eric and Calleigh decide to go to Vegas while they've got some time off. They call up the Vegas team. Warrick, Catherine, Sara, Grissom, Nick, and Greg meet them at the club of the hotel that they're staying in. They all dance, drink, and chat. A few of them end up a little more than wasted. The problems of course comes the following morning.
Calleigh's room:
As she opens her eyes she's met with a pounding migrane. She groans and closes her eyes. She takes a deep breath and rolls over. She realizes that there is someone in her bed. She opens her eyes again. She's quite surprised by who is in her bed with her.
Eric's room: He slowly wakes up. He gets out of bed and goes into the bathroom to get an aspirin. He brushes his teeth, and showers. Forgetting his clothes in his suitcase he has to wrap a towel around his waste and goes into the bedroom. As he walks into the room he realizes that there is a woman in his bed. He goes over to her.
He whispers, "Hey wake up."
"What time is it?" she asks as she reaches for her watch that is on the bed side table with her left hand.
Calleigh's room: She shakes the other party in her bed quite violently.
"What?" he groans as he covers his head with a pillow.
She takes the pillow off his head and hits him with it, "Get up!" she exclaims.
He opens his eyes and looks at her. "Hi," he says as he rubs his eyes to make sure that he's seeing straight.
"Hi," she replies while shaking her head.
"Did we?" he asks.
"I think so. I mean..."
He looks under the sheets. "I guess that we did," he replies.
"I guess. Do you remember anything about last night?"
"I don't even remember leaving the club," he tells her.
"Neither do I," she replies trying to remember.
Eric's room: As she reaches for her watch he notices something. He grabs her hand.
"What did you do that for?" she asks.
"You're married?" he asks.
"What? No I'm not married..."
"Well then why are you wearing a wedding band?"
"I don't know. I'm not married. If I were married I don't think what I assume happened last night would have," she tells him.
She pulls the sheet up, and sits up in bed. He sits down on the end of the bed. "Are you sure you're not married?" he asks.
"Yes," she tells him.
"Ok," he agrees as he goes over to his side of the bed to get his wallet out of his pants. He pulls out his wallet, but feels something else in his pocket. It's a piece of paper, and a piece of metal. He takes them out. He shows her the piece of metal.
"See you've got one too. Some of our friends must be playing a joke on us,"
"I don't think so," he tells her as he opens up the paper.
"What do you mean?" she asks.
He finishes reading the paper, and then hands it to her. After she finishes reading it her eyes bug out.
"This can't be right. I would remember if I got married,"
"How do you know? We both had a lot to drink last night,"
"This just can't be right,"
"Why don't we get dressed and we'll go down to the chapel and see if it's real or some trick our friend's are playing on us,"
"Ok," she agrees.
Calleigh's room:
"I'm almost positive that we did something last night," she tells him.
"Yeah why?"
She shows him a half filled trash can that is supposed to be by the bed.
"Oh. I see..."
"Yeah. So..."
"Now what?"
"I don't know. I mean I like you but..."
"But last night just happened because we were hammered,"
"Exactly. So what do you want to do?"
"We'll just pretend it never happened. I mean what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas right?"
"For the most part,"
"So you just want to pretend it didn't happen?" she asks.
"If that's ok with you,"
"Yeah that's fine with me," she tells him.
Eric's room:
"You ready?" she calls into the bathroom as she slips her shoe on.
"Yeah," he tells her as he comes out of the bathroom.
"Ok then, let's go down stairs," she suggests.
"Ok,"
He grabs the room key, and they go downstairs to the chapel.
"Are you two lovebirds back?" the woman sitting at the desk of the chapel asks.
"Back?" he questions.
"Uh huh," she nods.
"So you saw the two of us in here last night?" she asks.
"Of course I did," she answers.
"So..." he clears his throat.
"It's ok. This happens all the time. Most people don't remember that they got married,"
"So we got married?" she asks.
"Yeah. Most people don't believe me, so that's why we keep video on file," she tells them.
She pulls it out.
"Can we see it?" he asks.
"Of course," the woman replies she pops it into the DVD player of the TV. She then turns it on.
They watch in horror. When it's over they just stare at each other.
"Thanks," she replies politely.
"Why don't we go grab a bite," he suggests.
"Sure," she agrees.
He takes her to the restaurant of the hotel. Once they're seated, and they order they begin to discuss the problem at hand.
"So now what?" he asks.
"I don't know. I guess we get it annulled," she suggests.
"Just like that?"
"Yeah I mean I barely know you,"
"Ok that's true. And I don't really know you either. We should at least get to know each other before we do anything. I'm not a big believer in divorce so I'd at least like to give it half a chance,"
"Ok I think that's fair,"
Calleigh's room: He gets a shower, gets dressed and gets ready to leave. He slips his watch back on and goes over to her.
"Bye," he tells her.
"Bye," she smiles.
"I'll see you... when I see you," he tells her not very cleverly.
"Yeah. Maybe some other time we can have dinner or something,"
"Yeah. That would be nice," he agrees.
"Bye Calleigh," he repeats only this time he gives her a kiss on the cheek.
"That's all I get?" she asks. She then gives him a real kiss. He smiles and waves as he heads for the door.
Eric:
"So tell me about you," she necessitates.
"There's not much to tell. I mean my job is basically my life. And I've been known to mix my job with my private life which has definitely back fired,"
"Yeah I can understand that. I've had this thing with a co-worker for a while,"
"Yeah that's never happened to me," he says sarcastically.
Calleigh: She goes out of the room a few seconds after he leaves.
"Hey," she calls down the hall.
He doesn't hear her he just keeps on walking.
"Hey," she calls again.
Once again he doesn't hear her.
"GREG!" she shouts down the hallway.
He turns around and comes back.
"Yeah?" he asks.
"You forgot your wallet," she tells him as she puts in the palm of his hand.
"Oh, thanks,"
"Yeah," she half-smiles and then goes back into her room.
Eric:
They finish up with their breakfasts, which happen to be the same thing, and then begin to talk again.
"I feel really stupid asking you this but what's your last name?" she questions.
"Delektorsky. It's unusual, so most people just call me Delko, it's a lot more simple,"
"Yeah,"
"Ok. I think it's my turn to ask you a few questions,"
"Ok," she agrees.
"So what's his name?"
"Who?"
"My competition," he jokes.
"Oh. His name is Warrick, but don't worry he's married. You don't have to worry. He's never going to get a divorce,"
"Good to know. I wouldn't my wife to be tempted by someone else," he jokes.
"Oh wow it's been a long time since I've been one of those,"
"You were married?"
"Uh huh,"
"So what else don't I know about you Catherine?"
"Well I'm not sure if you know or not, but I've got a daughter,"
"No I didn't know that. How old?"
"Fourteen,"
"Such a..."
"Troubling age. She drives me crazy,"
"I can imagine,"
"So what about you? Have you ever been married or have any kids?"
"No to both. But I'd love to do both. I've always wanted kids,"
"Well now I guess you can say that you have to the first one,"
"Yeah,"
"You seem like you're a pretty nice guy. I think that I'd like to get to know you more. How long are you in town?"
"Until tomorrow afternoon,"
"Why don't you come over tonight around seven for dinner. You can meet Lindsey,"
"Ok," he agrees as they leave the table and go their separate ways.