This chapter contains some SPOILERS, so beware! I'm sorry if the chapter isn't that great, the flu I have has gotten worse so I have been working on this chapter for the past 3 days. I've been kind of out of it, so if something doesnt make sence to you, I appologize for it now. I just wanted to get this chapter up for those of you who have commented and liked my story so far. Thank you all for being so great! I dont know if I lost my EC touch or if I just suck all together, but lately I dont feel like I've been doing as well. The lack of comments give me reason to think all that? The only reason I bring this up is because I want to write a good story for you all to read, I dont want it to be half-ass, pardon my language. Anyhow If I dont feel improvement from myself soon or have reason too, then I may take a break from this story for awhile. I'm not sure yet? what do you all think? ... Anyhow, I hope you enjoy this chapter everyone. I wrote it for you. ;)

Chapter: 6

Perfect Moment;

Calleigh tapped her fingers against the table as she stared at the screen in front of her. Eric's birth certificate open in one window and a history file on Alexander in the other. She had to work faster if she wanted to help Eric out of detention. Horatio and Ryan were in the process of bringing Sharova in now. Calleigh requested that she be in the interrogation room with them. She ran her fingers through her hair and blew out slowly; everything was such a mess now. Eric getting arrested like he did put a damper not only on the case but on them.

Although she wasn't sure if there was a them yet, there was a something and it was growing faster everyday. This time she wasn't going to push what they had on the back burner. She wasn't scared anymore; at least she didn't think so? Eric meant so much to her and spite the fact that she spent months denying that she had feelings for him while she was with one of her biggest mistakes, Jake, she did in fact have feelings for Eric.

Love? She was sure that was what it was.

She and Eric had been friends and working partners for almost a decade now. There was no denying the fact that she had true feelings for him. He had made it more then clear that he loved her. The things he said to her at the hospital still made her heart flutter when she thought of them. Hell her heart fluttered when she thought of him. Of them.

Her thoughts were interrupted the moment she heard her phone buzz on the table. It was Ryan texting her to let her know that they were bringing Sharova in. We have him. But now the case just got weirder. She stood quickly and took in a deep breath wondering what that meant before pushing her way out of the lab doors.

X/X/X/

Calleigh was shocked to see that Eric's real father was indeed an American citizen. But what she wasn't surprised about was how much Eric didn't look like his real father. Alex Sharova had shoulder length gray hair and a mustache, his tone was deep yet cocky. He didn't appear to have a general care in the world; he had an answer for everything it seemed. Even when the questions came up about the shooting at the motel Eric was staying at he had an alibi. Which in many cases didn't help him out much because the woman that was paid to shoot him confessed and let them know that he was the one who asked her to do it.

"So you mean to tell us that you've never met or spoke to Kate Hawkes?" Ryan asked.

Alex leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest looking at all three CSI's before chuckling. "I never said I never spoke to her. But what your trying to ask me is was I the one that made the hit on Eric?"

"Did you?" Calleigh asked.

Alex chuckled again and leaned forward on the table, "now why would I do something like that? I don't even know the guy."

"He's your son." Horatio said with a loud swallow. "He's your son and you hired someone to kill him."

"And again I ask the question, why would I do something like that?"

"I don't know but we're going to find out." Horatio said before walking towards the doors.

Calleigh looked across the table and stared at Alex. His eyes fixated on her as well, what a cruel and evil bastard. One thing she never understood was why someone would want to kill someone else, nonetheless their own son, whether they knew them or not, but what she also didn't understand was why he wanted to kill Eric.

They had every reason to keep Sharova in custody, but couldn't. Although they had a confession from someone else stating that he was the one behind all this mayhem it still wasn't enough. There was no proof. Yet.

X/X/X/

The best part of this all was that Eric was going to be released. Alexander Sharova was working in Cuba all those years ago, hiding from the Russian Mob. Although Eric was technically born in Cuba, Alex was a U.S. citizen. Eric's parents became citizens as well when they came to Florida not even days after Eric was born. Even though the fake certificate now played no part in Eric's real citizenship, he was now a United State's citizen. He would soon be free and this whole thing… well they couldn't let it go because it was a big deal, his natural born father shows up out of no where and they had no proof that he tried to kill Eric.

But they would figure it out sooner of later, the team would be sure of that. She would be sure of that. Calleigh hadn't gotten any word yet when Eric would be released; she wanted to be the one there to get him when he was. She wanted to tell him so much… show him so much. It was odd because Calleigh had past relationships, they all ended badly but in-between there were some good times but never once did Calleigh open up to any of them. Never once did she love any of them.

The feelings she had now for Eric were new to her. They were exciting and if she knew any better they were feelings that were always there and she was just too blind to see… to feel them. But that was ok, Eric had been so patient with her the past few years and now she was done hiding. She was done making excuses as to why she didn't want to open up. She knew it wasn't going to be easy, but that was only because she was knew to all this. She didn't have a fear of being shot down by Eric either, it was more then evident that he wanted the same thing and she wasn't going to make him wait any longer.

X/X/X/

Eric sat there at one of the tables in the play area for the rest of the inmates. No one bothered him really because they knew who he was. Some snickered and make cracks because a few of the people he had helped put inside of this place. But all in all Eric was left alone which was a good thing because he knew if someone said the wrong thing to him he would snap and probably knock someone out. Eric buried his face in his hands and took in a deep breath. He could see the sun starting to go down from the far window in the corner.

It looked beautiful. It made him think of Calleigh.

As he blocked everything else out around him, he could see her face in his mind; he could see her bright as sun smile. He closed his eyes picturing her long golden blond hair falling on her shoulders, across her silky porcelain skin. Just thinking about her sent a shiver along his body; this was no time to get worked up. Eric had to calm himself, the stirring in his orange jump suit was getting harder and this was no place to have a hard on. Eric swallowed hard and ran his hands down his face slowly looking around with his eyes. No one seemed to notice him which was a good thing.

Eric looked around some more and out of the corner of his eye he saw one of the guards come his way. It was actually a guy he knew outside of this place, "hey, Delko." He walked more towards Eric with a smile, "your Lieutenant is here for you."

Eric furrowed his brows together and stood up without a pause, "H?" he said more to himself. Then he remembered Calleigh saying earlier that he would be by. A sigh broke from his lips seeing the guard give him an 'I'm sorry' look as he pulled his cuffs out. It was standard procedure even if Eric was a cop. Eric followed the guard out the doors and towards the conference area. He saw Horatio standing there with his glasses in his hands looking down at the ground. "H?" Eric said softly walking over towards him.

"Eric," Horatio started and looked up at him tilting his head. "How are you?"

"Wonderful." His tone was sarcastic and Horatio just chuckled and nodded, "I'll be better once I'm out of here. Anything new?" Eric's tone was almost desperate.

When Horatio didn't say anything at first Eric started to panic a little inside. Then when he saw Horatio look up at him with a smile his nerves calmed a little. "Yes. There is something." He cleared his throat and glanced from his glasses to Eric as he spoke, "seems that your father, Mr. Sharova is a United State's citizen, Eric." Horatio's turquoise hues searched Eric's face for a moment seeing shock written all over it. "He's from Texas, Eric. When he worked in the factory in Cuba he was hiding from the Russian Mob?"

Eric looked up quickly, his face confused, "mob?" he repeated.

"Yes. But we're not going to worry about that right now," Horatio said softly nodding behind Eric to the guard. The guard walked over and pulled out his keys and started to unlock Eric's cuffs. "Your free to go Eric."

Eric's face lit up, he wanted to do cartwheels down the hall and shout happily. But he contained himself. For now. He rubbed his wrists some and bit his bottom lip looking around the area and patted H on the shoulder as they started to walk.

X/X/X/

After Eric got his clothing back, he changed back into his white shirt and gray pants he was arrested in and walked out with Horatio. On the way out Horatio explained everything to him about how he was still a U.S. citizen, but the paper work was going to be hard. But was going to be even harder was when he was reinstated, because of everything that happened Eric was technically out on leave until they figured things out. But that wasn't going to be a problem for Eric to get back in the swing of things.

As they walked towards the Hummer Eric looked around the area, it was a habit picked up the last few months. Being extra cautious with everything around him, he was always like that due to his job, but lately it was worse.

"Eric."

Eric swallowed hard and looked around hearing someone call out his name. It was a man. Eric and Horatio met each other in front of the silver hummer seeing a man walk towards them. Alexander Sharova. Eric's jaw flexed and his fists tightened at his sides, he knew who this man was.

"What are you doing here?" Horatio asked removing his glasses.

"This is Miami, right? I'm on vacation remember?" he said with a chuckle.

Eric stepped forward as well as Horatio. Alex never backed down. "Vacation? Do all your vacations include murder… fraud -,"

"Sometimes." Alex said with a grin.

Horatio chuckled, "that a confession, Mr. Sharova?" Horatio said.

"I'm not confessing to anything."

"Then again, I ask, what are you doing here?" Horatio asked once more.

"I just wanted to see the man face to face," he replied talking about Eric.

Eric's jaw clinched again as his fists balled up at his sides, "you hired someone to kill me!" Eric said almost shouting. He wasn't in the mood for small talk; he just wanted to get it all out in the open now. "I don't like it anymore then you do, but I'm your son," he said a little more calmly. "If you know what's good for you, you'll just leave now."

"I plan too. I just thought I'd drop by and say… hello," he said with a smirk.

Eric balled his fists up more, his feet starting to rise off the ground, his mind was telling him to throw a punch but his fist wasn't moving. He watched as Alex started to laugh a little, his face was still serious. It pissed Eric off more to be standing face to face with his natural born father knowing that he wanted him dead.

Finally Eric leaned back and threw his whole body into the punch. Alex doubled over touching his face and Horatio pulled Eric back. "You owe me!" Eric shouted feeling Horatio push him back more.

"Come on, Eric!"

"I don't own you a damn thing!" Alex yelled back spitting the blood from his mouth.

X/X/X/

News spread fast in the lab about Eric's release. Calleigh of course was one of the first people to know and she also knew what happened outside of the jail. Not in full detail of course, but enough to know that once the news hit her people manipulated it enough to make it look like a good high school fight. She had to laugh at the other CSI's, they were all adults and yet still they felt the need to make the fight seem more then what it was. Eric wasn't able to come back to work yet, he was aloud to come to the lab but she knew Horatio took him home to let him cool down.

Calleigh gathered her bag and headed out of the locker room. She needed to see Eric now. She wanted to be there for him when he was released and it didn't end up that way. She got into her car and drove off towards Eric's place. Her mind was racing with what to do when she got there, what to say? She wanted to murder the butterflies in her stomach right now, she felt like a teenager all over again. But then again, Eric always made her feel this way.

Eric stood there in his living room looking around. He felt free for the first time, he had no worries that someone was trying to kill him. Sure with their job there were always going to be worries, but right now Eric was relaxed and happy to have his somewhat normal life back. Now there was something that he needed. Desperately.

He grabbed his cell of the table and started to dial out when he saw out his window Calleigh's car parked out in front of his place. It was like she knew he was going to call her. Eric smiled to himself opening up his front door and started to slowly walk out onto his lawn. The sun setting behind her made her look all the more beautiful. If that was possible?

Calleigh slowly started to walk up Eric's lawn seeing him walk out his front door. Her smile was bright and happy, a few unshed tears in her eyes. "So…" she started with the same smile as she stopped feet away from him.

He stopped too and gazed out at her, "so…" he started, "here I am, finally free." He swallowed hard and chuckled a little, "spite our work, I don't have the fear of looking over my shoulder any more, thinking someone's out to kill me." His jaw clinched for a moment then relaxed seeing her take a step closer.

"I bet it's a great feeling?" she said almost in a whisper. Ok, stop stalling with small talk Calleigh!

"The best." He smiled at her again and looked down for a moment. When his eyes moved back up he sat her walking quickly towards him, almost in a run as he met her half way he felt her arms wrap around his neck while his hands wrapped around her thin waist and it happened.

His perfect lips smashed against hers. Her tongue traced the outline of his lips before he accepted it into his mouth. He pulled her closer against his body dipping his head down more so she wouldn't have to strain as much. As Calleigh fought for dominance with her tongue she pressed harder against him, her mouth assaulting his for one of the most sensational and passionate kisses she had ever experienced in her life. She was more then positive it wasn't the Forth of July, but she saw fireworks. She unwillingly pulled her lips away from his to breathe feeling him lean his forehead against her own.

She swallowed hard and closed her eyes feeling his hands rub up and down along her back. "We can do this right?" she suddenly asked, her voice soft and delicate, her southern accent thick with worry yet excitement.

Eric chuckled and smiled a little brushing his lips past hers while he looked into her eyes. God did he love this woman! "We can," he whispered squeezing her small body closer.

She smiled at him and nodded a little, "I'm glad your ok, Eric." She stretched on her tippy toes and kissed him again feeling him pull her in tighter she kissed along his jaw line and up to his ear, "I'm glad we're ok," she whispered against his ear kissing it before burring her face in the nape of his neck, hugging him tightly.

Eric waited so long for this moment and now it was finally here. A part of him wanted to rush it and tell her that he loved her and wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, but he didn't. He told her that once before, when she was in the hospital, so she knew all of that. He wasn't going to press his luck right now, the moment was too perfect.

Again, sorry if its no good. I'm not mentally here 100%, lol, due to the flu. Let me know what you think. Chapter: 7, will be up.. whenever I finish writing it and even then I'm not sure if I'll post right away due to my lack of good EC/CSI Miami writing now adays. -But I hope you all enjoyed. Feel free to tell me what you think so far. Thank you everyone.