I've skipped ahead just a few months in fanfiction time!

Something to Build On

Rated "M" for sexuality! Is this the moment you all have been waiting for? LOL :)

I love you.

To finally say it had felt so natural on both their lips. They had said in unison one of the frequent nights Calleigh spent at Eric's home. Though they slept in his bed together, wrapped in embrace, Eric and Calleigh had yet to be intimate.

Both were fine with that. After the words "I love you" they knew that would come at the right time. Whenever that happened, it was going to have to be outside Eric's home or Chloe was going to have to be out of the house. It was a child's rite of passage to 'walk in' on their parents once in their lives. But Eric was sure Calleigh would agree with him that they certainly didn't want it to be this time, their first. Much passion was going to be unleashed after years of holding back. The thee little words, finally spoken, were something to build on. When Calleigh finally told Eric how she felt about him she also told him she loved his daughter like her own. She had since the moment she saw the baby's photo.

Even though it meant for now the inconvenience of maintaining a separate residence and set of bills while spending most of her time at Eric's, Calleigh knew it were better to take things slow and build their relationship right, especially for Chloe's sake. Not matter what, Calleigh wanted to be the one who raised Chloe at Eric's side, the one Chloe called "mommy." There was nothing in the world Eric wanted more, either. Since his child had been born Calleigh had been Chloe's mommy. Even Chloe had known this without the word "mommy" being spoken.

Twenty-month-old Chloe was saying a lot more words now. Even speaking in short sentences. Getting close to the "terrible twos" she was becoming more independent, stubborn and picky at time as well. She wanted to feel she made decisions, not daddy or anyone else. Eric fast found that giving her the choice between simple things like fruit loops or corn pops for breakfast or a green or red t-shirt to wear made daily life smoother. People around her had to be extra careful with what they said now because Chloe was now repeating much of what she heard. She knew some "bad" words and not to say them, if she did, she had to go to time-out. Eric knew she was still learning so the first time she said a new "bad" word she wasn't punished. Any times after that it was time-out. Her father tried to remind himself that a few of the curses Chloe heard and would hear in future were and would be from him when he accidentally let something slip out.

Testing the waters, his daughter started to throw tantrums, briefly. Daddy was quick to let her know that wasn't going to be tolerated. Even Horatio agreed with that. He wouldn't let Chloe away with that behavior either. Chloe never engaged in biting however, yet anyway. He didn't question why, Eric was just glad he didn't have to deal with that.

The first time they made love, whenever that was going to be, it was going to be long, passionate and well, in short they didn't want to take a chance on being walked in on and interrupted by a dark-eyed little girl named Chloe. CSIs Delko and Duquesne were going to have to spend the night at the hotel or send Chloe to uncle Horatio's for the night.

Or not.

The day had been stressful. Eric's mom had become ill two hours before Eric could go home. She had bought Chloe to the lab. At the end of the day, Horatio told his two CSIs to go out for a while to shake off the events of the day. He would take Chloe home. The best way for her godfather to shake off the stress of the day was to spend time with Chloe.

"Are you okay with feeding her dinner? I told her I'd make her macaroni and cheese," Eric asked Horatio.

Horatio said it was not a problem, he could do that.

Eric was really looking forward to some time with Calleigh. And she wanted time with him just as bad. They jumped at Horatio's offer of babysitting. The sexual tension between the two had reaching its peak the last few days. They knew tonight was the night and if they didn't find somewhere to unleash their passion soon they would both explode.

The two barely made it past the front door at Calleigh's when clothing started being swiftly removed. By the time they took the few small steps to the couch Calleigh were just in her bra and panties, Eric just in his boxers. The passion was too long kept inside for the fact they were Family Guy boxers with Stewie faces on them to effect the heat of the mood. Having sized the man up for years the ballistics expert was sure that the Cuban was well-endowed. She couldn't wait to see, and feel for herself. Getting past the last layer of clothing as Calleigh lay on her back on the sofa, Eric over her body, she saw she wasn't wrong.

Now she was dying to feel it.

"Eric, please," she begged, her nails digging into his shoulders.

Eric was already breathing heavy, sweat beads beginning to gather on his chest.

"Are you sure, Cal?" He had to make sure one last time she wanted his this as much he did.

Calleigh nodded, furiously.

That was all he needed.

Three slow and one fast thrust and he was inside her. Him moaning and her screaming in ecstasy.

Meanwhile, back at Eric's house Chloe was enjoying time with uncle Horatio. Although he agreed with daddy on certain things like her behavior and manners, unlike daddy, Horatio let her eat her dinner of macaroni and cheese in front of the television so she could watch The Jungle Book. Calleigh had told Horatio if Chloe asked, to tell her that yes, Calleigh was coming home tonight.

"Dood," Chloe said when Horatio told her.

Chloe is not quite two-years-old. "Dood" is not misspelling. It is how she pronounces "good."