Christmas with Calleigh
Disclaimer: Don't own CSI:Miami, I can only wish I did.
A/N: Something Christmassy just because it's Christmas, and I felt like writing it!
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"Please?" Eric put on his cutest face and tried to get Calleigh to look him in the eye. He was in the midst of trying to convince Calleigh to join him on a small three day vacation he was taking. He was supposed to go with his sister, but then she got the flu, and he really didn't want to go alone. Besides, Christmas with Calleigh would be very fun… Christmas with Calleigh might even give him enough courage to tell her how he felt for real about her.
"I don't know Eric." She sighed. She knew that he wasn't going to give up until she agreed to go, but she insisted on putting up a fight.
"Please, please, please!" He pleaded, grabbing her hand. She giggled. He could act so immature at times, yet he still looked so sexy.
"Eric," She whined.
"What?" He smiled, letting go of her hand. "What exciting Christmas plans did you have anyways?" He had a point there, she didn't have anything planned. It would be another lonely Christmas at home, wishing she was somewhere else. She had the chance to go somewhere else right now, the chance to have a fun Christmas with one of her best friends, and although it pained her to admit it, the man she loved.
"Fine, I'll come. Wait! Where are we going?" She realized he'd only said 'Come on vacation with me, two nights and three days.' He hadn't told her where.
"I was surprised that wasn't the first thing you asked." He smiled at her, "We're flying up to Ontario."
"Ontario?" Her eyes grew wide. She'd never been to Canada in the winter before, but she'd heard about it from a cousin who lived somewhere out in eastern Canada. It was cold, and snowy.
"Yeah, don't I remember you saying you always wanted a white Christmas?" He smirked.
"Well, yes…" She started, only to be cut off by Eric.
"Great! So I will pick you up tomorrow morning very, very early." He told her.
"How early?" She asked, hoping it wasn't anything outrageous.
"The plane leaves at seven, so we should be at the airport around six… how about five thirty?"
"In the morning?" She groaned.
"Yes, be ready Cal." He smiled, before giving her a quick hug and bounding out of the lab. She gathered her things and headed out of the lab herself. She had to go to the store to pick up some things then rush home and start packing. She didn't have anything that would keep her warm enough judging by what she'd heard about Ontario.
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Eric was already packed up and ready to go. He had been for a week now. He loved Christmas, he loved vacations, and even more, he loved Calleigh. This was going to be perfect. He rummaged through his suitcase one last time before deciding he was indeed ready for this trip and let himself fall back onto his bed. It wasn't long before dreams of this Christmas vacation with Calleigh overtook his tired body.
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It was eight thirty by the time Calleigh was done getting everything she needed for this trip. She had to get mittens, and a hat, and a coat, things that were useless in Miami, but necessary where they were going. She dragged all her purchases into her bedroom before opening her closet and starting to pack. She wasn't the most experienced packer, but she managed alright. By the time she was ready to go to bed, she was looking at getting a maximum of five hours sleep. 'That's what the plane ride is for.' She told herself, but another voice in her head told her, 'Yeah, like you will be able to sleep sitting that close to Eric'. The second voice scared her because that was the side of her that admitted to loving and wanting Eric, but she would have to keep her feelings in check this week because he obviously just considered them friends. Calleigh eventually drifted off to sleep with thoughts of their vacation in her mind.
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The next morning at five o'clock, Eric was slowly waking up in the shower. He had slept a half hour longer than he had intended to, and now he had to rush if they wanted to make it to the airport on time. He had the quickest shower he'd ever had before jumping out and grabbing some clean clothes from his closet. Pulling on the snug fitting, faded jeans and a form fitting white t-shirt he grabbed his suitcase and headed out the door. Thanks to the minimal amount of traffic at this time of the morning, and the fact that he drove a bit over the speed limit, he got to Calleigh's house right on time.
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Calleigh was awake and in the shower by four thirty. She, unlike Eric, got up at the time she intended to and had plenty time to get ready. Her suitcases were already at the door, and she was really excited for the trip. Getting out of the shower, she put on a housecoat and headed into the kitchen for some coffee. By five o'clock she just had to dress, and wait for Eric to pick her up. She started looking through her closet telling herself she was acting childlike, caring so much about her appearance when she and Eric were only friends, but she couldn't help herself. After much contemplation, she glanced at the clock and realized Eric would be there any minute. She quickly dressed in the outfit she was currently holding, which turned out to be a pair of khaki pants and a dark blue v-neck sweater. Sure enough, moments later she heard a knock at the door. She quickly answered it to find Eric smiling widely. "Let the vacation begin."
A/N: Okay, random Christmas story. Ha, I have like what, six stories on the go now and I'm really, really slow at updating some of them… but I'll eventually finish them up, what did you think? Should I continue with this one?