Oh my god

Calleigh opened her eyes and had two realisations at the same time. The first was that she wasn't in her room. The second was the warm body pressed against her back.

Oh my god

It hadn't been a dream.

She'd had dreams about Eric before. Ever since he got shot, they had got closer. Not that they weren't close before but since he had been shot and she nearly lost him. She had been developing some feelings towards him.

But, she had to admit to herself, as she soaked in the warmth of his arms wrapped around her waist, the dream version had nothing on reality. For the first time in a very long time, Calleigh Duquesne had no urge to run.

"Mornin'." His voice in her ear, thick with sleep, and she couldn't help but notice his accent was a little heavier too.

"How'd you know I was awake?" She whispered, her own southern accent also thick with sleep. She whispered, wanting to keep the spell that had covered them like the thick comforter. She brushed her fingertips up and down his forearm that lay over her hip.

"Your breathing " His breath brushed against her cheek "Are you..." He stopped, not knowing the right words "What do..." What the hell was wrong with him, he wondered. He'd never had problems talking to any woman before, let alone one he'd just had sex with. But this wasn't just any woman, this was Calleigh, and being with her had been like coming home. "Any regrets?"

Calleigh sighed deeply, and without being able to see the expression on her face, he had no idea if it was a good sigh or a bad one. His heart began to pound hard.

"None." She told him, the smiled a little to herself when she felt his body relax. She moved, craned her neck so she could see his face. "You?"

There was no pause this time, no deep breath, no consideration. "Nope. I'm actually wondering why we didn't do this a long time ago."

She laugh at that, and moved her body, facing him completely. Eric adjusted his arms around her, pulling her closer. Her face was buried in his neck, he could smell the sweetness of her shampoo.

"So now what?" He asked, watching pieces of her hair dance from his breath.

"Well, I say we stay in bed all day. I'm comfortable right here. So maybe sleep, have more fun, sleep some more." Calleigh replied moving away just far enough to see his face, smirking at him.

She felt his chuckle vibrate through his chest. "As much as I like the sound of that, I don't really like the thought of H and Walter walking in on us."

Calleigh sat up quickly "Oh my gosh." she looked down at Eric to see him smirking at her. "I completely forgot about them."

"Well, thank god for that" he relaxed into the pillows; bent his elbows and put his hands underneath his head.

She slapped Eric on the chest and laughed. "I'm serious, Eric." She climbed out of bed and moved around to the window. Pulling the curtain back, she peeked out. "Oh my!" She heard the shuffling of the sheets and a moment later felt him behind her.

Eric looked out the window, then covered her hand with his own, moving the curtains opening the wider. "Wow. That's a lot of snow."

Overnight, The earth had turned white. The ground, the trees, everything was covered in what looked like a foot of snow. The sun was out, but Calleigh could tell the snow that was melting was turning into ice.

The sight mesmerised Calleigh. "It's so beautiful."

He snaked an arm around her waist and kissed her temple, "Looks like we're gonna be alone for a while" he moved his mouth a little lower and kissed a sensitive spot behind her ear, making her shiver. Then he nipped her earlobe.

She giggled, turned around in his arms. She placed a chaste kiss on Eric's lips the put her hand on his chest and pushed him away a little. "Are you hungry?"

Taken aback, he looked at her questioningly. "What?"

She laughed at the look on his face, then seriously. "Hungry. I need food."

"Cal..."

"I don't want my stomach rumbling while we're making love. It was bad enough that I haven't shaved my legs in a couple of days."

"Yeah, I did notice that, now that you mention it." Eric smiled at her.

"Very funny" she headed towards the hall and next door to her own room. "Besides" she called back over her shoulder "We should try and get hold of Horatio, Make sure they're not trying to get up here." She reappeared in the doorway fastening her robe around her. "I can make pancakes."

Eric groaned. "I can't change your mind, can I?"

As an answer, Calleigh turned and headed down the stairs.

"No. Didn't think so." Eric muttered to himself and grabbed his own robe.