I want to say sorry now to everyone for not posting this sooner. There was a family emergancy, that I'm still dealing with. But I felt bad because I wanted to post this all to you last week and although I sometimes post on Mondays, I wanted to post sooner to you because I felt so bad. I know this is NOT my best work... but I have a lot on my mind right now and I hope you all can forgive me for being so late on this and for the story being so crappy. There are SPOILERS in this!! So beware, I'm sure you have all noticed this episode is about Ryan, and we all know this WILL NOT go this way in tomorrow nights episode, but again I stress for the millionth time this is my verson of everything EC. ;) So I hope you all enjoy!

Chapter: 10

Feeling Complete;

He watched her chest rise and fall as her breathing steadied, she looked tired and worn out. It was one of the worst days in his life, of their lives. Almost twenty-four hours ago he could have lost her. Eric didn't know what he would have done if something happened to her, if she was hurt more then she already was. She was tough no doubt about that, but she was a tiny woman who was choked, beaten and overpowered by a much larger Russian Mob man. Eric didn't get to her in time; she was already taken away with little evidence left behind.

X/X/X/

12 hours ago;

"I need backup at Officer Duquesne's place… now!" Eric shouted as he ran to his hummer turning on his sirens on and firing up the engine. He dialed out Calleigh's number again as he sped off down the street towards her place. As the phone kept ringing and ringing with no answer, he grew more impatient and ran more red lights then he ever had before. Not even ten minutes later Eric was at her house, he could hear backup on their way, but he didn't wait for them. Eric jumped out of the hummer with his gun in hand and ran up towards her door. It was open; Eric could feel his heart pumping faster, if felt like it was going to break from his chest at any moment. He feared walking inside and finding her passed out helpless on the ground. Or worse… dead. Eric sighed at his thoughts and crept his way inside her living room.

"Calleigh?" he shouted out looking in every direction and in every room he could.

He saw nothing but heard the rest of the backup swarm inside the house. "I want every room checked the outside too!" he shouted to the others as he made his way down the hall.

He saw her bathroom light on but she wasn't in there. He walked further down the hall into her bedroom and saw signs of a struggle. Her bed sheets were messy and there were things knocked off her dresser. Eric pulled out his cell and called Horatio explaining to him what he thought and knew happened. All it did know was that he had to find her and find her fast!

X/X/X/

Everything was a blur; everything looked white, cloudy and big. Calleigh felt her lungs burn to no end, the last thing she remembered was answering her phone to speak to Eric before… before… her eyes shot open instantly, she blinked a few times to correct her vision before she looked around frantically. She was in a room of what looked to be a warehouse? She turned her head into her shoulder and coughed hard with a small cry. She could hear someone screaming from another area… was someone else being tortured with her?

"GO TO HELL!"

Calleigh struggled to stand, but she felt weak. She worried that there was someone innocent being hurt and she couldn't help. But she heard the voice yell again and it sounded so familiar to her. Ryan? She wasn't sure, but it sure sounded like him. She grunted and struggled moving her feet beneath her as she slowly started to slide herself up the pole she was tied to. She could see across from her was a table… with her phone, her badge and her gun. The clip was next to it without the bullets.

Calleigh screamed at the top of her burning lungs, it hurt so bad that tears formed in her eyes at that moment. Her throat was dry, it felt like she had drank acid and it filled her lungs up to the top causing her to slowly wither away. She arched her body forward trying to pull her hands from behind her, but they were tied tightly against the poll. She could feel the rope cutting into her wrists, but that pain didn't matter, what did was the pain she felt in her chest and her throat.

She opened her mouth to scream again but nothing sounded, it was just dead air. She gasped for air and fell back to the ground panting with tears flowing in her eyes. She could hear footsteps in the distance and every second they got closer. Her head hung low, her blonde hair surrounding her face and when she looked up with just her eyes she could see black shoes before her. She swallowed hard and slowly lifted her head to look up and the moment she did she felt a blow right to her face.

She felt her lip break open on the side; blood filled the front of her mouth instantly. She winced and swallowed once more feeling her warm blood trickle down the back of her throat.

"What do you want?" she finally managed to say with a dead breath.

It was silent for a few moments before she heard a Russian accent sound. "For you to suffer."

Calleigh tensed up quickly and felt the man come closer to her; she had no idea who he was? She had never seen him before and she figured it was a guy working for Sarnoff. She licked her bottom lip and looked up with her blood shot eyes into the man that was holding her captive. He moved his hand to her cheek as she jerked away from his grasp he squeezed her face in his hand and made her look at him; she was panting and wheezing hard. She refused to cry, not willingly of course, there were tears in her eyes though, from her pain.

He just looked at her and laughed while letting go of her face and standing. Calleigh fallowed him with her eyes watching him back away and walk towards the table. He picked up her phone, she could see it flashing from missed calls, Eric or someone must have tried calling her while she was knocked out cold.

She swallowed hard and coughed again, she hoped someone at the lab figured out by this point that her phone had a tracking device on it. Eric knew about it because he was the one that suggested getting it after her abduction, so she hoped now that he was working on finding her.

X/X/X/

After Calleigh's place had been processed there was nothing for them to work with. No finger prints, only hers, no sign of forced entry, nothing. They were at a dead end and Eric just wasn't having it. Something was seriously wrong, Ryan had been missing for hours now too, their CSI's were dropping like flies and there was no lead. Eric paced back and forth in Calleigh's bedroom. The others had left hours ago; he was back now to see if there was anything he had missed. Nothing new showed up, just his mind flooding to a vision of what happened to her.

It sounded as if she was choking, someone was strangling her and he couldn't do anything about it. What if he lost her? Was she ok now? Eric felt panic course through his body, he could feel himself get jittery with just the thoughts he was having. He fumbled for his hummer keys and headed out the door. He felt his phone buzzing in his pocket and pulled it out… then it hit him.

"You should really think about taking a few days off, it'll do you some good. I'll… I'll even come by on my breaks and after work and … and stay with you if you want me too."


Calleigh looked at him with a small smile as he drove her back to her place. She had just been abducted and forced to compromise evidence in a murder case.

"I'll be fine. But taking a few days off sounds like a good idea," she whispered looking ahead.

Eric was driving careful now, he glanced at her every chance he got, he just wanted to be sure that she was really there and that she was ok. "If it wasn't for the tracking device on the hummer, we would have never been able to find you."

Calleigh sighed and clutched onto her bag looking over at him, "thanks for everything, Eric. I just … I just want to forget this even happened."

Eric nodded his head understanding her feelings on forgetting it happened, but he knew in the back of his mind he never would. The thoughts of losing her scared him to no end. "You should think of getting one of those tracking devices on your phone too…"

Bingo! That was it that was the key to this whole mess; he was going to get her back!

X/X/X/

Calleigh sat there struggling to break from her restraints, her lungs still burned and now she was to the point of barely breathing. The doctor gave her an inhaler to use anytime she felt short of breath; she had it in her kit back at the lab, so right now she had to suffer without it. She coughed more and panted harder as she continued to struggle. She wasn't sure how long it had been since she had been choked and kidnapped but she figured it had to have been a couple of hours, she could see the sun peaking through the top window's of the warehouse and it looked like it was going to be setting soon.

"You son of a bitch!"

She could hear the man screaming again, he was being hurt… Ryan was being hurt. Calleigh struggled harder and grunted in pain as she lifted herself off the ground again, she looked around her for anything that could be used to cut her out of the ropes that were holding her back, but there was nothing in sight.

The footsteps could be heard again and this time she stayed standing, she wasn't going to back down from this man. He wasn't giving her much to go on as to why he wanted her to suffer like he said he wanted her too. She wanted to know why she was being tortured like she was, and why apparently Ryan was too. Calleigh jerked her head some to move some of her hair from her face seeing the tall Russian approach her.

He seemed to be comfortable with her, like he had been watching her all along. Then it all came into view for her, someone had been watching them for months now, hence the photos the lab was sent. But what she still didn't understand was… why? Why was this all happening?

"You know you're not very smart if you think your going to get away with this!" Calleigh said to him with a crack in her voice as she gasped out after her words. She looked at his hands, he was holding a pair of pliers and there was blood on his hands. She furrowed her brows together and her eyes were wide as she looked up at him.

"It is not wise to speak to me like that," the Russian said. "'Your friend in there would corporate… so I had to show him what the consequences are." He threw something at her, something small and when she looked down at her shirt there was a bloody tooth hanging against one of the ruffles of her white shirt.

Calleigh whimpered looking down at the tooth before she felt the strong Russian grab her face again and then her throat. She gasped for air and closed her eyes feeling a sense of nausea overcome her, she felt faint and weak all over again. The tough act of hers was dying quickly and there was nothing she could do about it, she was helpless.

X/X/X/

"Calleigh! Calleigh, come on, baby, open your eyes for me!"

Calleigh moaned and let out a dry cough hearing a voice. A familiar voice, it was sweet and full of concern and worry. It was Eric. Her Eric. She sighed letting her eyes roll under their lids before she opened them to see the most gorgeous man she had ever laid her eyes on. She tried to smile but her mouth wouldn't let her, her lip was swollen and her chest felt like it was about to burst. She could see tears threatening in Eric's eyes and a helpless smile on his lips.

She opened her mouth to speak but nothing sounded, she just coughed again and cried out in pain. Eric pulled her close to his body and lifted her up off the ground.

"Over here!"

She could hear him yell as he rushed over to the EMT's with her small body in his hands.

Calleigh could feel something warm and soft running softly along her lips. She flinched feeling the movement stop. Her eyes were still closed and her mind was still in the dream state of what all happened. She sighed in her sleep and swallowed hard feeling the light touching start again. Calleigh slowly let her eyes open to see Eric looking down at her, his big brown eyes sad and full of worry as his fingers softly traced around her lips. She could feel him being careful over the wound that was made from where she was punched.

"Hey." Eric looked down at her and shifted a little in the bed. He brought her back to his place after they left the hospital, she had been out every since he found her in the warehouse with Wolfe.

Calleigh stayed still and she closed her eyes briefly enjoying his soft touch. She felt relaxed now; the doctors must have doped her up good. "Is it all over…" she whispered almost breathlessly looking up into his eyes.

His hand stopped moving on her lips and he moved it to brush some hair from her face. Eric frowned momentarily and shook his head, "nothing like this is ever really over, but we're ok for now." He trailed his pointer finger along her jaw and to her chin as he tipped her head up gently and leaned down over top of her and gently… and very tenderly pressed his lips to hers.

He waited until she responded and let him know it was ok, before he gently caressed his tongue against her. He pulled away slowly and looked into her eyes feeling her chest against his rise and fall faster, he must have been looking at her sympathetically because her face contorted into worry but she was wearing a gentle smile.

"It's ok." She cleared her throat and moved her body some underneath his.

Eric pulled up quickly afraid he may have been crushing her before he felt her move closer to him. Eric smiled and brought his arms around her feeling her head resting on his shoulder, her small body laying on top of his, he felt warm and he felt safe. Not just because he could protect her, but she was protecting him from going out to catch the rest of the guys and seriously putting a hurting on them for what they had done. Calleigh always had a way of calming him.

"I'm so glad your ok," he whispered and kissed the top of her head. His fingers lightly dragged along her back as he softly rubbed it feeling her breathing slow again, to a steady pace. The beat of her heart lulled him to the point were he wanted to sleep, but he fought it off waiting for her close her eyes first.

After minutes of stillness Eric moved his head a little to look at her, she was fast asleep, or appeared to be, anyhow, nuzzled up against his body. Eric took it all in as he looked at her, this beautiful woman was all his. To think that he could have lost her would have devastated him forever, this was the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, have a family with and marry one day.

Life without her would mean nothing to him.

"Ya tebyA lyublyU."

Calleigh wasn't fully asleep, but she wanted to appear that way to make Eric feel calmer and let him know that she was ok.

"I love you, too, Eric," she whispered.

Eric shifted carefully to look at her, her eyes were still closed and a smile was pressed on her lips. He chuckled lightly and felt her heart pace pick up again, just as his was. He knew it wouldn't be long before she picked up on what the word's meant. It was the first time she had ever said that to him, Eric felt complete now.

Sorry again if it is crap. Forgive me I promise that Chapter: 11 will be better. I will post that as soon as I can. So please let me all know what you think so far.