Um, R&R por favor!

Other than that I have nothing else to say for now…

Ch. 4

You would think that because they lived in Miami they would go to the beach often. But work, and other aspects of their lives prevented them from relaxing by the waves. So for the second day of their honeymoon Eric and Calleigh decided to spend the day relaxing on the sand by the ocean.

They woke up at around ten, and then by the time that they had eaten breakfast, taken a shower, and gotten in their bathing suits it was already eleven. Time sure does fly when you're having fun apparently.

"Come on Eric!" Calleigh fake complained, "We can put sun-screen on at the beach, we don't have to right now. Besides, you can put it on me if you want to…" she suggested lightly.

"I can't turn that offer down," Eric said, then he opened the door and began to walk into the hallway of their hotel.

They drove a mini buggy to the beach and parked by a nice little restaurant. Eric lifted the towels and other beach supplies out of their bag. "Is this a good spot" he asked Calleigh, pointing out a cabana that was far from the other beach goers.

"Yep, sunscreen time?" Calleigh asked after she had set everything up.

"Sure," Eric said, planning to put it on Calleigh, but she squirted it onto her hands and began to rub it onto him. This was the life…. To bad tomorrow was their last day, and then they would have to go back to work putting murderers behind bars. "Mmm, your hands are magic," Eric teased.

"That's not all of me that is magic…"

"I know,"

After Calleigh finished, Eric got up and rubbed the sunscreen onto her. A few kids that were playing in the ocean laughed at them.

"Kids, there's nobody else like them," Calleigh said.

"Agreed," Eric said with a laugh.

After a few hours of relaxation, they went into the little Mexican restaurant for lunch. When they walked in they saw little old ladies flipping tortillas in the kitchen, kids tossing chips to the fish off of the dock, and a bunch of people sitting and eating, just enjoying life.

"This is such a…happy, beautiful place" Calleigh said.

"Yeah, it is," Eric said before he told the hostess that they wanted a table for two, inside, and private.

The waiter led them to a small table that had a beautiful view of the ocean. "Perfect," Eric said, then he handed the woman a few bills as a tip.

A little bit after they sat down a man came and took their orders. Calleigh ordered chicken enchiladas with tomatillo sauce, and Eric ordered beef fajitas. They each ordered a mojito to drink.

"Eric, this place is perfect, did you plan this?" Calleigh asked as she played with the flowers in a vase that sat in the center of their table.

"My mother told me about it," Eric admitted.

"I'll have to tell her thanks when I see her next," Calleigh said.

"WE will," Eric said emphasizing the "we." They were a team now.

"Yes we. WE are married. WE are happy. We are together," Calleigh said, rubbing Eric's leg. She pulled her hand back when the waiter came with their food.

"Food is good too," Eric said in between rushed bites.

"What is it with guys and food?" Calleigh asked aloud.

"What is it with girls and shopping?" Eric asked. He never had understood why girls like to shop. Personally he ran in, got what he needed, and ran out. The only time he hadn't done that is when he picked out Calleigh's ring. He just had to find the perfect ring for Calleigh…

"Ok, truce," Calleigh compromised.

After Eric finished a fajita he couldn't help but ask, "Any regrets yet?"

"You're horrible, of course I don't have any regrets, do you?"

"No, Querida," Eric said, then he leaned in and kissed her lightly. When her pulled back he noticed a few people looking at them, but he didn't care.

"Eric, that was sweet," Calleigh said brushing a stand of hair behind her ear.

"You're sweet,"

"You're romantic," Calleigh countered.

"You're gorgeous," Eric said. He knew it sounded corny, but saying she was pretty, or beautiful, just didn't cut it.

"You're hot," Calleigh said.

"You're… perfect,"

"I wouldn't say that," Calleigh said. She knew she wasn't perfect. Far from it actually. "You are amazing though…"

"Thanks. But you really are perfect," Eric said truthfully. Calleigh was his sun.

Calleigh would have continued, but the waiter came up and asked them for dessert. Before she could say " We're fine, but thanks"; Eric said "Yes please, one large fried ice-cream, with two spoons, please."

Once the waiter left Calleigh said, "Eric, we don't need dessert."

"Come on Cal, its fried ice cream!"

"Ok, but, um, I've never had fried ice cream," Calleigh said. Eric would probably laugh…

Eric stared at her like she had said the earth was flat, and the sun and planets orbited it. "Cal, how could you have never eaten fried ice cream? It is amazing. They roll the ice cream in stuff, and then fry it, and put chocolate and caramel sauce, pecans, whipped cream, and cherries on top! You have to eat some!" Eric said.

"Sounds good. How could I have never had it before? I must be crazy," Calleigh said. It really did sound good.

"Not crazy, you just had a miss-spent youth," Eric joked before he realized what he said. "Oh, I'm so sorry Cal, I…. The words just came out," Eric apologized. Joking about a miss-spent childhood with the daughter of an alcoholic was not the best thing in the world to do.

"Eric it's fine. It's the truth…" Calleigh said. She didn't like pity.

"NO it's not. It was a bad mistake. Will you forgive me?" Eric asked sincerely.

"Of course. But really it's not your fault," Calleigh said, when the waiter showed up with the fried ice cream. It looked even better that Eric described it.

Calleigh filled her spoon, and Eric filled his, then she fed Eric, and Eric fed her.

"Do you like it?" Eric asked after they both finished chewing. He sure hoped she did. It was one of his favorites.

"I love it!" Calleigh said licking her lips.

"Good. I've never met anybody that doesn't!" Eric said.

"I can see why!" Calleigh said before she and Eric each dug in to the rest of the dessert. They had wanted to enjoy the day before their last day of their honeymoon, and they definitely were!

A/N: Fried ice cream is very good.

I am desperate for ideas for what they should do on their last day of the honeymoon,

and for ideas for the rest of the story.

I might end it after they get back to the lab, but I don't want to.

So ideas for the story will be greatly appreciated…

And so will reviews!!!

~ Katherine ~