Disclaimer: own nothing. Lyrics by U2, City of Blinding Lights. Characters by Donahue. (grrrr) Storyline by me. Yay, I do own something!

Calleigh was in the break room, the current case file open on her lap and a sandwich on a plate on the arm of the sofa. Her eyes were scanning the file as she sipped her coffee. It was Eric's café cubano, her favourite. She knew he wouldn't mind her taking it. As it was her.

"Calleigh?" Eric came in to the break room and spoke in a tone of mock annoyance. "Have you been stealing my café cubano again?"

"Me? I would never!" Calleigh lied, without even looking up.

He pulled her cup out of her hand and tasted it.

"You have!" He lifted the mug so it was just out of Calleigh's reach.

"Eric! That's not fair!" she whined as she stood on tip-toes to try and get it back.

"True," he agreed, "But it's my coffee."

"I'll get you some more! Give me my drink!"

"Can I ask you something?"

"Only if I can have my coffee back," Calleigh pouted.

"Why does she have to do that? She looks just too cute when she does!" Eric thought.

"Calleigh, can I take you out for a drink tonight?"

Calleigh was surprised by the question and answered without thinking.

"OK."

"Great!" said Eric as he handed back her mug. "Enjoy your coffee!"

He left and Calleigh returned to the case file, but now had more on her mind than work.

Although Calleigh and Eric were both supposed to finish work at seven, it was nearly midnight before either of them were ready to leave. They had both been given last minute tasks that led on to something else, that meant they were still in the department past eleven.

Eric stumbled into the break room and crashed on the sofa, asleep immediately. Calleigh arrived ten minutes later to find him snoring. She laughed and decided not to wake him. She carefully walked around him to get to her locker without waking him.

She had her back to him when he spoke.

"You don't think you are going home without having that drink first do you?"

Calleigh nearly jumped out of her skin.

"Eric! I thought you were asleep!"

"Sorry. Do you still want that drink or are you too tired?"

"To tell the truth Eric, I am too tired."

Eric looked disappointed.

"We could go out another night."

"Yeah." Calleigh nodded. Eric lay back on the sofa and looked as if he were going to sleep again.

"Um, Eric? Do you want to come to my house? I'm sure my couch is comfier than that one…"

"Are you sure?"

"Of course. You live an hour away and my house is only ten minutes."

"Well… ok. Your couch is comfier than this one."

As soon as they arrived at Calleigh's apartment, her southern hospitality started shining.

"Can I get you anything? A drink? I could cook you something if you-"

"A drink will be fine."

"What kind? I've got wine, beer, or you could have coffee?"

"Wine would be lovely, thank you."

Calleigh sat down in her living room with two glasses of wine, one of which she passed to Eric.

By now it was past midnight.

Neither Calleigh nor Eric knew what to say. Looking for something to break the silence, Calleigh pressed the large button marked "ON" on her stereo and some music by U2 drifted into the room.

And I miss you when you're not around
I'm getting ready to leave the ground

Eric grinned. "I didn't think of you as a U2 girl."

"I'm not," Calleigh replied. "It's the radio. But it's a good song though."

"Yeah."

Oh you look so beautiful tonight
Oh you look so beautiful tonight
Oh you look so beautiful tonight

Eric turned to Calleigh.

"It's quite appropriate too…" said Eric.

Calleigh smirked. "D'ya think?"

"I do actually."

"Well…thank you."

Calleigh leant back on the sofa and stared into her glass.

They sat and talked for another hour or so and kept on drinking the whole time. By half one in the morning, they were pretty drunk.

"Calleigh lets dance!"

"No, let's go to bed. I'm tired and so are you."

Eric followed her to her room.

"Oh no you don't mishter," she slurred.

She was very drunk, yet still had a little sense. A little.

Eric, however, had no sense whatsoever. He pulled Calleigh close and kissed her lips. Actually, he was so drunk, he missed and kissed her nose, but Calleigh got the hint. She kissed back and within minutes, they were under the bed sheets, half naked.

I'll leave that to your imagination!

CalleighDelko xxx