Heyy guyzzzz :D

Was anyone else upset by the fact that neither Eric nor Natalia were in the last episode? Anyone? Cuz Eric not being there I understand…but Natalia? I mean where did she go?

And omg the promo for the next epi :'( I am going to bawl for that epi!! I hope and pray that they keep Cal and Eric together. Like seriously, what would CSI be without Eric? :(

Sigh…

Anyways I am apologizing for my cliffy and for keeping you guys waiting for so long :) Hope you still love me!! :P

Like I said before, this one isn't going to be very long…but the next one of Ryan and Natalia's wedding is going to be!!

Here's the continuation of the last scene!! Hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I'm gonna go back and bug them tomorrow, when my confidence builds…

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Previously…

Greg let out a breath, "There is a possibility that I might have misdiagnosed Derek." Calleigh's jaw dropped and Eric's eyes widened.

"Based on what just occurred in my head this evening, he might not be autistic at all."

Continuing…

"Wha- What are you talking about? Derek isn't autistic?" Calleigh asked incredulously. Greg continued, "Yes, I don't know why it didn't come to me before. I should have seen it. I can help him…"

As he trailed off, Calleigh looked at her husband, anxiety clear in her green eyes. Eric turned back to Greg, who was now pacing hand covering his mouth.

"Greg." No answer. "Greg!" Eric said a little more forcefully, finally getting his attention. "If he isn't autistic, does that mean that there is nothing wrong with him?"

Greg shook his head, "No." Their faces fell upon hearing him say that one word. "No, but I can help him. But you have to understand what is wrong first. Don't lose hope."

Biting her lip, Calleigh nodded and squeezed Eric's hand. Letting out a breath, Eric said, "Okay. We're listening."

Greg sighed and continued, unable to refrain from pacing, "Derek, like I said, has the symptoms of autism. What I didn't realize until after he had the seizure is that although they do occur in some autism cases, I should have taken Derek's mild case into mind."

Greg paused, mentally and physically, trying to find the best way to relay this. He looked at them and removed his hand from his mouth. "Due to the fact that Derek's condition is so mild, I believe that he might not be autistic, but might instead have the Landau-Kleffner Syndrome."

Calleigh and Eric looked at him with blank faces, showing him that they had no idea what he was saying. He began to explain, gesticulating with his hands, "Some children with epilepsy develop a sudden loss of language skills and many often develop the symptoms of autism. This is a common misunderstanding between autism and seizures-"

"So Derek is epileptic?" Eric said, cutting him off. "Well yes, in a sense…"

Calleigh shook her head, "No." She took in a breath and ran her fingers through her hair. "No. Is he or isn't he epileptic?" she asked, looking at him.

"The seizures are the only part of his condition that is considered epileptic. The loss of language skills is something that he developed through no fault of his own. It's like he has a mixture of both."

Eric let go of Calleigh's hand and got up, feeling frustrated. He walked around the island and ran his hand down his face. He didn't know what to do, what to think. How should he even react? He was confused and frustrated most of all.

As Eric left her side thoughts raced through Calleigh's mind. What did this mean? Did this mean that he was better than he was before? Or is he worse? Finding the strength to ask questions, she opened her mouth, "What does that even mean? Is he better off than he was before? Is he worse? Is it even treatable?"

Greg sat down on the chair next to Calleigh and looked at her intently, "I don't know exactly what it means." Calleigh felt like she was about to break, she couldn't take much more of this. She felt nauseous, like she was about to throw up and pass out at the same time. She hated not knowing what was going on.

Greg started again, "But there are treatments to help him cope with it." Calleigh looked up and into his eyes, her eyes curious and grateful at the same time. "There are a number of treatments ranging from therapy to medicine and even surgery. We need to talk more to choose which one is best for Derek."

Calleigh nodded feeling relief wash over her. A small smile crept onto her face as she took his hand in hers, "Thank you Greg. Thank you, so much." Greg smiled, "Don't thank me yet. Let's see where everything goes. Thank me when Derek is cured. Thank me when I have done my job."

Calleigh smiled thinly, "Thank you for reassuring us that Derek will be okay. Thank you for giving us hope." Greg nodded and stood up, "Okay, I think I should give you guys some time to process everything. Maxine and I can watch the kids," he said pointing in the direction of the playroom. "Talk to him," he whispered to Calleigh.

She looked over to her husband, who was now looming over the sink, looking at the dark, night sky. Not noticing that Greg had left, she walked over and stood next to Eric. She placed her hand on his, and looked at his face, searching for what he could possibly be thinking. She brought her other hand up and touched his cheek. He closed his eyes and leaned his head into her hand, sighing.

He turned to face her, opening his eyes to her loving gaze. They needn't say anything, their eyes communicated it all. Their connection was that strong. They told their anxiety, their worry, their joy and their fear, without uttering a single word. Calleigh let a small smile creep its way onto her face as she wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling him closer. He wrapped his arms around her shoulder and pulled her into him.

He pressed his face deep into her neck and inhaled her scent, the scent that always calmed him down. He pulled back and pressed his lips to hers chastely. He pulled away and rested her forehead against hers. He felt it now. They joy was surging through his veins. The relief. The pain slowly going away. Replaced by hope. Replaced by the chance, that one chance, that everything would be okay. They were one step closer to that dream.

Not able to contain himself, Eric bent down, wrapped his arms around Calleigh's waist and lifted her up. Spinning her around the beautiful sound of her laughter filled his ears. The perfect melody. Ceasing from spinning he pulled her into him, her feet still not touching the floor. He put her down and held her hand in his.

He looked down into her eyes, those same eyes that just showed pain and fear. Those same eyes that were dull and showed no life. They were now bright, shining, rimmed with tears. Tears of joy. Tears of happiness. The tears spilled down her cheeks, contrasting the smile she had plastered on her face. Wiping her tears away, he finally spoke, "Come on."

She nodded and followed him out of the kitchen and into the playroom where she saw Derek and Lizzie on Greg's back. Calleigh laughed at his position. He was flat on his stomach, the twins straddling him like a horse. Derek, in front, had some of Greg's short black hair in his hands and Lizzie was behind him, her arms around Derek's middle as if she was holding on for dear life.

"Do I even want to know?" Calleigh asked, looking at Valera who shook her head. "Way too funny. You had to be there," she said, trying hard not to collapse in a fit of laughter. Calleigh nodded, chuckling. She let go of Eric's hand and went over to the twins. "Come on, guys. Uncle Greg has to go now." Lizzie pouted, but got off. Derek held his arms out to his mother, silently asking her to pick him up.

Lifting him into her arms, she kissed his forehead. Turning to Greg and Valera she spoke up, "Thank you so much. We'll call you and we'll set up an appointment soon." Greg nodded. Valera walked over to Calleigh and gave her a small hug, mindful not to crowd Derek and kissed her on the cheek, "I'm so happy for you guys."

"Thanks, Maxine."

Greg shook Eric's hand, "See you soon." Eric nodded, "Thanks again."

"It's no problem, just doing my job," he replied. Eric smiled at him and led the two of them to the front door after waving good-bye to the twins.

Hearing the front door close, Calleigh realized something and set Derek back down on the floor. She turned to find Eric in the doorway. "Time to call the family."

"Who do you want to call first?" he asked.

"Mamá," they both said at the same time.

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I just had to make everything happy again! I said it was going to be a fluffy family fic and that's what it's going to be!!

So…did ya like it?? I did a lot of research and found out about that condition and the treatment and I thought that we could use a break from the angst. I want to write two more chps on Cal and Eric's point of view as I did before…but tell me if u think I should!!

Review plz!! And I'll have the next chp up faster!! Should it be the Ryan/Natalia wedding or Cal and Eric's point of view again? Tell me plz :)

Love you guys!! :D