AN: This is what I have so far.

Removal

"Calleigh darling, you need to take the old doorknob out before you put the new locks in. It's simple." Eric watched over Calleigh as she tried to change the locks on her door. Recently, someone broke into her house, stealing her grandmother's hand mirror, along with other less important items.

"Eric, hovering over me barking orders in my ear isn't going to change these locks quicker." Frustrated, Calleigh got up and rolled her neck. "I'm getting tired. Why can't we just keep the old locks?"

"Cal, someone made a duplicate key." Eric bluntly told her, surprising Calleigh slightly.

"How do you know? I didn't tell anyone to process my doorknob." Her ears perked and her body tensed, knowing someone out there can easily access her house.

"I gave them the key notes- no Cal, they made a copy from your door. I'm not sure how or why, but changing the locks is logical right now." Eric bent down to the door and replaced the locks, making sure that the knob was securely in place. Once he was finished, he got up and discarded the old locks.

"Eric, I have this crazy thought, don't laugh at me though." Calleigh's voice was stressed. "What if this isn't it, what if I am being targeted? I just thought that because someone doesn't break into a house just because they want a mirror."

"We'll find out soon, and when something happens that will put both me and you in danger, we'll remove ourselves from Miami. Our next stop Cincinnati." Eric gave Calleigh a serious gesture.

Do the Loco-Motion with me

These types of things didn't really surprise Calleigh. She knew that Eric did his own thing, and she did hers. They respected each other's personal space unless told otherwise. But tonight's situation was a bit different. If Calleigh didn't come home early, and didn't maliciously walk into the house, she wouldn't have caught Eric doing the one thing she'd never thought he would do- the Loco-Motion.

Eric got a hold of Calleigh's crate of records, listening to each one and choosing the songs he liked. But his favorite was the one of Kylie Minogue. Her songs were up beat and there's something that triggered his memory from his teens. Every school dance, after dancing the Thriller and the Pee-Wee Herman, after doing all these crazy moves to Madonna, or Prince, Loco-Motion seemed to always come up; the funny thing is, Eric would antagonize over this song, but secretly learn the dance moves for one day. One day when he was alone, he could show his skills off to nothing but Calleigh's Great Dane.

He just never thought Calleigh would catch him in the act.

Oh but she did, and she caught it all on camera too. To Calleigh, this was treasure on the bottom of the ocean. Never, in a million years would she catch a six-foot, muscular and beautiful man dance to a girly song from the 80's. Her eyes weren't deceiving though, because when the chorus started, Eric started belting out the words.

"SO COME ON COME ON DO THE LOCO-MOTION WITH ME!" Calleigh viewed that as her ticket to go, so she set her camera down and jumped right in.

"You gotta swing your hips now. Come on baby, JUMP UP! Ooh jump back." Calleigh sang that line as she jumped in, going along with the dance with Eric.

Taken aback a little, he knew Calleigh came and saw his whole show. He then realized that he needed to finish was he started.

They started dancing to the song, and singing together,

"There's never been a dance that's so easy to do, it even makes you happy when you're feeling blue." They lowered their voices, as they looked deep into each other's eyes. As Eric lowered his head to steal a kiss from Calleigh, they both whispered the next line.

"So come on, come on, do the Loco-Motion with me." Eric stole Calleigh's lips in an attempt to help her fall in love with him.

And the camera was still rolling

Come Back to Me

The drive there was quite nevertheless, the radio played soft jazz as he drove across town. Small, salty tears slowly made its way down his face. Eric couldn't describe his feelings just yet, because this was so fresh in his mind. Even after one month- one whole month without Calleigh, it didn't register just yet.

His car slowly drove up to the grass, and Eric shut the car off. Trying to clear his eyes of tears, he rested his head on the steering wheel.

"Cal, please be careful out there. You aren't exactly a member of SWAT." Eric said, concerned about her safety going out to the field.

"For the hundredth time, Eric, I will be surrounded by them. They just need me there to process, and shoot down a few bad guys." She passed a wink over to Eric as she put her Kevlar on.

"I just have a bad feeling about this, that's all." Eric added as she zipped her vest on. She walked over and planted a kiss on Eric's cheek.

"Honestly, I'll be fine, you might want to look out for the targets." Calleigh smiled as Eric kissed her lips.

"Be safe princess." He watched her walk out of the house. "I love you." He quickly yelled back before the door closed. Seconds later, Calleigh re-opened the door,

"I love you too, Eric."

Eric didn't know that was the last time he could speak to Calleigh

He recalled that night, that night where he was waiting for Calleigh to get home. For the house to be filled with he delicious cooking. Much to Eric's dismay, she never showed up, in fact, no one did. He wasn't aware of the tragedy that happened yesterday until he came to work the next day. Storming into Horatio's office, demanding to know how the raid went last night, demanding to know where the hell Calleigh was. Eric stopped abruptly, when he noticed that Horatio- the all-strong Horatio had actual tears falling down his face.

"Eric, excuse me for a moment." Horatio turned his chair around and cleaned his face with a tissue. Once he was done, he turned back around.

"H, are you okay… what is going on?" Eric sat down and started to tear up.

"Eric, I know about you and Calleigh, so I thought it was only fair that I told you, as your brother in law."

Tears started to violently fall down Eric's face. "God, Horatio, please don't tell me…" He stared at Horatio, until he opened his mouth.

"Well, I don't know how to say this. She was shot in the head yesterday as she was walking into the house. SWAT must have missed that guy." Horatio sniffled as he took out another tissue.

Eric buried his head into his hands as he started to sob. He told Calleigh to be safe, to watch herself. Eric couldn't help but blame it on himself for not stopping her hard enough.

"Eric, if you want to see her…"

"Thank you H."

Tears were now flowing freely down his sulking face. He remembered seeing her lifeless body lying on the table. He remembered Alexx, and how she performed Calleigh's autopsy in dry sobs. He also remembered hearing Natalia's cries as Ryan told her in the break room. That day was etched in his memory.

He walked over to her grave. A simple, yet beautiful headstone printed her name. CALLEIGH DUQUESNE, BELOVED DETECTIVE AND FRIEND. Eric sat down right in front of it, wiping the dirt and pollen off of it. He bowed his head so it touched her tombstone, mumbling words so only he can hear them.

"Come back to me Calleigh, I'm begging you please." Eric let the tears fall on his leg. "I will always love you, don't forget that."

Eric got up and left, vowing never to come back to her grave.

Off The Wall

"Uhh, Cal I don't know how I feel about this." Eric said with fear, as they were standing on top of a platform 450ft high. The instructor attached a harness to Calleigh and Eric together, which is then attached to the bungee cord.

"I don't know why I let you talk me into this." Eric whispered into Calleigh's ear as the instructor counted off.

"Three, two, one." Calleigh threw herself off of the platform, bringing Eric along as well.

"Oh what's wrong tough guy? Afraid of a little drop?" At this point, Calleigh felt fearless. Her adrenaline rushed, and she screamed in delight.

"Well, no. I did that parasailing through the Mediterranean. Also, I went sky diving with you, much to my dismay." Eric frowned as his stomach rose through his body. "Plus, everyday those endless runs we go on. It's like damn."

Calleigh laughed as the bungee bounced up and down simultaneously. Once it came to a stop, they were let down from the bungee, and brought onto a boat, which eventually took them to shore.

"Eric, you need to learn how to live your life off the wall. Learn to take chances, because once you're old, you won't be able to do any of this stuff." Calleigh got to the car and stepped towards the passenger seat.

They both got into the car and Eric started to drive away from the site where the bungee jumped.

Calleigh turned her body to face Eric. "So next week, I was thinking we rock climb. There's a place that has a 150ft rock wall, different shapes and sizes. I love it, and we'll go there next."

Eric had no idea what he got himself into.

Maybe I Loved You

Calleigh wiped the tears from her eyes as she sat at Eric's table. Her posture was perfect and her mouth was glued shut. She quietly drummed her hands on the table, waiting for Eric to finish his rant.

"No only did you disrespect me Calleigh, you lied to me. I hate when people lie to me." Eric's hands flew everywhere, trying to understand what he was saying to her.

"Well, what did you want me to do about it?" Calleigh had angry run down her face. "I don't know if you knew the severity of the situation." She got up and went to the kitchen, where she started to do her dishes. In times like these, Calleigh seemed to always do housework.

"That was my child, Cal. My parents were so happy to have a grandson." His voice turned very quiet, as his anger escalated. "Maybe I'm crazy, but humor me. Just humor me for a few minutes. What made you go to the clinic?"

Calleigh got up and left the room for a second, returning with a yellow file in her hand. Her hand shook though, as she handed the file to Eric. He forcibly ripped it out of her hands, and Calleigh sat back down.

"You understand now? You understand why I did what I needed to do. That baby was going to die the minute it was born. I felt no need to have an emotional connection to a child that will die when he is in my arms."

"I don't Cal, I just don't, maybe if I was a mother, but I'm not. The baby could have lived. You took that away from him, illegally." His face got angry, so angry he couldn't even face her.

"It wasn't though, and I needed to do what was best for me, because untimely, that's what matters." Calleigh's voice was stern.

"Calleigh, I am appalled that you did this without my consent. What will our friends say, how am I suppose to tell them that we don't have a baby anymore? Did you think that through your thick head?" Eric slammed his fists on the table.

"Do you still love me? Did I mess up this bad?" Calleigh got up to look at him straight in the eyes. Eric turned his head to avoid eye contact.

"Maybe I loved you before, I don't know about now." One single tear fell down his cheek. "I need some time to register what you did; it hurts Calleigh."