Before Eric leaves he meets Lilly and she agrees to let him marry Catherine. Over the next two weeks Catherine makes plans for the wedding. She is constantly calling Eric to confirm that everything is ok with him. Seeing as she's keeping everything reasonable he agrees to it all. They decide that the guest list will only include fifty people. Finally on October 15th Catherine mails out the invitations. They decide to announce the wedding that day at work. When Catherine goes into the break room luckily everyone, but Brass, and Warrick are in there either putting lunches in the fridge, or grabbing a cup of coffee and a doughnut.

Catherine whistles loudly to gain their attention. The room falls quiet and they all look at her.

"Can I have your attention for a few minutes please?"

They all stare at her.

"Go ahead," Grissom suggests.

"I'm getting married," she tells them.

"Great when?" Nick asks.

"On December twenty third," she announces.

"While I've got your attention I'd like to make an announcement too," Grissom says.

"Ok," they murmur simultaneously.

"At the end of December I'm going to retire, and I'll be leaving Catherine as supervisor," he annouces.

They clap, and then individually wonder out of the room. Catherine walks with Sara to the garage in order to head to a crime scene.

"Where's Warrick?" Catherine asks.

"He's in divorce court today," Sara replies.

"Are you going to be ok with this?" Catherine questions.

"With what?"

"With me being your supervisor?"

"Yeah. I'm fine with it,"

"Are you sure? Because I know that we butt heads sometimes,"

"We can both be smug know it all's too. So I guess it's time we just learn to work together,"

"Yeah," Catherine agrees.

The following day: As Catherine is leaving work she bumps into Warrick.

"Hey can I talk to you for a minute?" Catherine asks.

"I already know Catherine. I got the invitation in my mailbox yesterday,"

"I didn't want you to find out that way. I wanted to tell you in person when I told everyone else,"

"Why? So you could humiliate me in front of everyone?"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I love you and it's obvious to everyone, but you don't even give a damn,"

"Warrick you had a million chances and you didn't take them. Now it's too late,"

"Look me in the eye and tell me that you don't still have feelings for you,"

She looks him dead in the eye, "Warrick Brown I don't have feelings for you anymore. You're a friend and nothing more. I'm in love with the man I'm marrying,"

"Some punk named Eric? He's almost twenty years younger than you are,"

"So? Look please don't question this. I love him, and I'm going to marry him. Please just be happy for me,"

"You weren't happy when I married Tina,"

"I'm sorry for that,"

"Me too," he tells her as he brushes past her and goes into the building.

That night as she lays in bed she thinks about things. She almost expected herself to still have feelings for Warrick, but she didn't. She loved him as a friend and nothing more. Knowing what she does she realizes that if she had the chance to marry Warrick instead of Eric that night she wouldn't have.

Greg: He was flipping through the channels when he saw a blonde that reminded him of her. Suddenly he remembered that he was supposed to call her. He furiously looks for the pants he was wearing that day. Then he finds them in the dryer with an illegible piece of what used to be paper in the pocket. He wanted to kick himself. Now he was going to look like a jerk to this great, girl. Of course he was going to look like an even bigger jerk when he saw her at Catherine's wedding.

Eric: He was staring at the wedding band on his hand. Thinking of her again. He opened that little box and looked at it again. He hoped that she'd like it. It sure cost enough, but he didn't even care about that. He stares at the picture of her sitting by his bed. It was one of her, him, and Lindsey taken in a photobooth at the mall. They laughed for almost an hour after those pictures.

Calleigh: She was laying in bed hoping to go to sleep. A sudden wave of nausea reminds her that she's not going to get to sleep very soon. She spends half the night in the bathroom. When she gets out she still can't fall asleep. She thinks about that night, and how she couldn't even remember it. She didn't want this. Not like this. She wasn't even sure if she wanted this at all. She slept with a guy that was several years younger than her. Actually she didn't even know how much younger he was than her. She didn't know anything about him. And now this. She should have known better than to get drunk, and stupid. It was obvious that what happened in Vegas normally didn't stay in Vegas.

The following morning she drags herself out of bed after the alarm clock screeches at her for ten minutes. She showers and goes to her intended destination.

Finally she hears her name called out by a nurse.

"Miss... Calleigh?"

She stands up and follows the nurse back to an exam room. She waits for the doctor for a while. He comes in and talks to her. He has the nurse draw some blood, and then she leaves.

Eric:

"Hey," he greets as Calleigh arrives late to the crime scene.

"Hi," she feigns a smile as she pulls up her hair into a loose bun.

"So did you get the invitation yet?"

"Yeah. I already told you that I'd be there though,"

"I know. But I just wanted to double check,"

"I'll be there,"

"Good. So why are you late?"

"I had an appointment,"

"With? A mob man?" he jokes.

"No with a doctor,"

"Good. You finally gave up on the puking ever going away?"

"No. I just want to know what's wrong. I'm tired of throwing up,"

"You might want to keep your voice down about that. H is coming this way,"

"I'll get to work then," she says.

She begins helping Eric process the crime scene. Horatio walks over.

"How are you two doing?" he asks.

"Fine," Eric replies.

Calleigh just nods.

"You ok Calleigh?" he asks her.

She nods again, and then gets up.

"Are you going somewhere,"

"I'll be right back," she says hoping that he'll move and let her through.

"You just got here,"

"I'm sorry. I had an appointment," she says quickly.

"Oh something wrong?"

"No," she grimaces looking for a way out of the conversation.

"Are you sure?" he asks.

Before she can speak her bodily functions answer for her. She throws up all over him. Eric starts laughing hysterically.

"Delko this isn't funny. I don't think I'm getting you a wedding present now,"

"Sorry," he replies trying to stop laughing.

"Calleigh are you ok?" Horatio asks.

"Yeah," she lies.

"Calleigh,"

"Yes Horatio?"

"Go home please. Get well and come back,"

"Ok. I'm so sorry,"

"Don't worry about it Calleigh. Just go home and get well,"

"Will do," she says as she leaves the scene.

Catherine:

"Hey Greg. How's it going?"

"Good," he tells he as he focuses on processing the evidence.

"You want some help?"

"Yeah sure,"

"So did you make that call yet?"

"No not yet. I'm going to though,"

"Ok,"

Calleigh:

She goes home and passes out on the couch. When she wakes up she doesn't feel like she's going to throw up for once. She feels fine all day long. The following day she goes back to work and still feels fine. The day after that, just before she is due to wake up she gets a phone call.

"Hello?" she answers.

"Miss Duquesne,"

"Yes?"

"This is Megan calling from Doctor Morgan's office,"

"Oh hi,"

"I just called to inform you of you test results,"

"Ok?"

"Congratulations Miss Duquesne you're pregnant,"

"Ok, thanks bye," she hangs up before the receptionist is finished telling her what she needs to know. As soon as she hangs up she instantly feels nauseous. She rushes to the bathroom. She gets ready for work just in time not to be late. She shows up and the first person she sees is Eric.

"You look green. Are you going to throw up on someone today?" he jokes.

"I might. Maybe it'll be you just out of spite," she jokes.

"That would be mean,"

"I know,"

"Seriously though are you feeling ok?"

"No I feel like crap. But I'm going to suck it up and do my job,"

"Ok. Just don't let H find out,"

"Let me find out what?"

"That she stole your coffee the other day," Eric covers for her.

"I thought it was you,"

"No sir. It was Calleigh,"

"Yeah, sorry it was me," she admits.

"Ok. Well as much as I'd like to discuss that further I need you two to go to a scene,"

"Ok," they agree.

Catherine:

"Hey Griss can I talk to you for a minute?" she asks as she walks into his office.

"Yeah what's up?"

"You're looking for a replacement for my position right?"

"Yes. And I've got to get it filled before I leave,"

"Well I was thinking,"

"You'd like Eric to have it?"

"Yeah,"

"I talked to Ecklie and he thinks that it would be ok as long as you two stay professional at work, and you don't show any favoritism toward him,"

"I can do that,"

"Good because I just talked to Horatio about it on the phone this morning,"