A/N: Chapter 9 was written by calleigh rox, we know co-write in this story as I never find the time to write up any chaps

A/N: Thanks for all the review in chapter 8, keep them coming.

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Chapter Nine

They were completely drunk when Jessica Simpson came on with 'these boots are made for walking' and Calleigh decided she was going to get up and dirty dance.

Are you ready boots?
Start walkin
Yee har
Let's go

Calleigh got up and looked to Horatio; she grinned cheekily and headed to the dance floor. She began to dance completely in time to the music.

You keep saying you go something for me (uh)
Well officer I don't mind to say you do
Now your looking right where I thought you'd be looking
Legs come here when laws in front of you

These boots are made for walkin
And that's just what they'll do
One of theses days these boots are goanna walk all over you

The men on the dance floor seemed to enjoy her dancing and were all trying to dance with her, Horatio sat in the booth and watched her, she caught his eye and smiled flirtatiously, Horatio grinned and looked down. Calleigh smiled and continued dancing with the latest man to try and dance with her, she would dance with these men, if they could keep up with her.

You believe you've stopped me for a reason (uh)
Now I'm pretending my bending just for fun
You keep playing where I got you playing (yeah)
These double - D's and this is where to fly

These boots are made for walkin'
And that's just what they'll do
One of theses days these boots are goanna walk all over you

one by one, the men couldn't keep up and stepped back. Calleigh grinned, so did Horatio and he moved towards her. He took hold of her and began to dance in perfect time along with her, Calleigh smiled, the one man she wanted to be skilled enough to dance with her was the only one who was.

I'm the girl with the good boys who don't mean you no harm
This gotten way with pass the hazard county charm
The aint no crime in heaven it'll find

Sweat my stride
Got my sexy eyes
Where my boots at (haha)
Strut ya stuff come on

Horatio easily kept in time with her as the song continued, people around them continued to dance, but none at the pace they were at.

Hey ya'll
Wanna come and see something (uh uh, uh uh)
Can't touch, can get a hand clap for the way I work my back
Tick tock all around the clock drop it
Push ya tush, like that
Can I get a sueee

Can I get a yee har

You keep thinking what you shouldn't be thinking
Another to far is down till you kissing ground
I'm a gonna send you back home till you crying
But Uncle Jessie he sure is gonna be proud

These boots are made for walkin
And that's just what they'll do
One of theses days these boots are goanna walk all over you

These boots are made for walkin
And that's just what they'll do
One of theses days these boots are goanna walk all over you

Come on boots
Start walking
Come on ladies

Hey ya'll
Wanna come and see something (uh uh, uh uh)
Can't touch, can get a hand clap for the way I work my back
Tick tock all around the clock drop it
Push ya tush, like that
Can I get a sueee
Can I get a yee har

As the song faded out, Horatio and Calleigh stopped dancing to catch their breath. Horatio held Calleigh against him so she could lean against him and breath. Calleigh smiled and giggled, Horatio chuckled. They moved back to the booth, they were now not only drunk, but were giddy as well. They decided they should be getting back to up the house now because it was late, or very early. They figured Calleigh's mom had probably gone to bed by now. They left the bar into the cold night, Calleigh stopped as she was hit with a blast of cold air, she let it blow through her hair and smiled, the cold sobered her up a little, but she still didn't feel the cold from being a bit drunk still. Horatio slipped his coat off and put it around her. She smiled and thanked him. He gave her his arm and she slipped her hand through it as they walked back to the house.

They quietly made their way through the front door trying not to wake anyone. They quietly made their way up the stairs, they had been given separate rooms so Horatio walked Calleigh to her room, the effects of the alcohol had not fully worn off, and as he leant down to kiss her goodnight on her cheek, she turned her head again and kissed him on his lips, he pulled back surprised and Calleigh pulled him back to her again kissing him deeply. They broke apart for air and Calleigh made a decision, she pushed her bedroom door open and pulled him inside with her. Horatio was surprised but went and kissed her back again when she pulled him down for another kiss. She shut the door behind them and pulled him towards her double bed, keeping her lips locked with his. She had her arms around his neck and his were around her waist. They fell back onto the bed, Horatio landing on top of Calleigh. She smiled and kissed him again, Horatio kissed her back, but something screamed at him in his head that Calleigh was drunk and he couldn't do this to her. He stopped kissing her and sat up causing Calleigh to give him a worried look.

'Cal, we're drunk, we can't do this now', he told her, she could hear the truthfulness in her voice and his tone told her he did want to, but he didn't want to hurt her. She nodded and stood up; she kissed him again lightly,

'Ok, but stay with me?', she asked him, he smiled lightly and nodded. She smiled and hugged him, then went into her closet to change for bed. Two minutes later she came out changed and holding a men's t-shirt for Horatio to wear. He smiled as she handed it to him. Calleigh went round the bed and climbed in and snuggled under her large duvet and soft comforter while Horatio stripped to his boxers and slipped the t-shirt over his head. He then climbed under the covers with Calleigh, she snuggled up to him and he wrapped his arms around her protectively. Calleigh smiled and fell asleep quickly, comforted by Horatio's strong arms around her, she felt safer than she ever had before.