"You okay?" Eric asked as Calleigh opened the door.

"I'm fine." Calleigh sighed, glancing at Sarah who was nodding off to sleep on the couch. "Go to your room, honey." Calleigh said, quietly waking `Sarah up. Sarah's eyes snapped open as she stared at Calleigh and then at Eric.

"Okay." She whispered and walked back into Calleigh's guest room.

"What happened?" Eric asked. Calleigh sighed, walking to the kitchen section of her apartment.

"Your replacement happened. In other words, he got drunk as hell and tried to seduce me. We got into a little scuffle and Sarah freaked out." Calleigh explained, drinking a glass of water in one gulp. Eric still looked worried.

"And why did you call me?" Eric asked. Calleigh sighed.

"Because Sarah was getting used to you when the other patrol cop came." Calleigh said, as Eric followed her to the couch.

"Okay. So, I'll stay for the night. But IAB is going to have our asses in the morning." Eric sighed. "I'll sleep on the couch." Eric said. Calleigh shook her head.

"No." Calleigh said.

"What am I supposed to do? Sleep on the floor?" Eric asked. Calleigh smiled.

"Actually, I was thinking that you could sleep with me." Eric's jaw dropped. "My heater broke." Calleigh shrugged.

"You're going to make an amazing mom, Cal." Eric whispered, as Calleigh drifted off to sleep in his arms. "I love you." He said, and Calleigh felt him press a kiss to her shoulder.

What seemed like 2 seconds passed since that moment when she woke up, Eric missing, and Sarah standing at the foot of the bed.

"Ugh, what time is it?" Calleigh groaned, pulling her pillow and blanket over her head.

"Nearly nine!" Sarah piped. She had an adorable voice, but right now Calleigh wanted to throw a stuffed animal at her and sleep.

"Sweetie, it's a Saturday." Calleigh groaned. Then she realized that her cheeks were slightly dusted with flour. Calleigh sat up in bed. "What's going on in the kitchen right now?" Calleigh asked.

"We're making pancakes!" Sarah said, getting up onto the bed. Calleigh stared at her, wondering if the hyper human being in front of her would start jumping on the bed. But she didn't. Instead she settled down into an Indian sitting position, her elbows on her knees, and her hands supporting her head.

"We?" Calleigh bolted out of the bed, Sarah scrambling of the bed, following her.

"Your friend and I." Sarah grinned, as Calleigh came to a halt in the entrance to the living.

"Oh god." Calleigh's greens eyes looked like they had no ending as she stared at the scene that was playing out in the kitchen. Eric was barefoot, wearing one of his tshirts and shorts as he flipped another pancake.

"They're chocolate chip!" Sarah exclaimed, but Calleigh had already disappeared into the bathroom. "I like your hair… Miss Calleigh…?" Sarah cocked her head to the side, as Calleigh pulled her up onto the bathroom counter.

"Fine. But when the papers are filed… well I don't know what going to happen when the papers are going to be filed." Calleigh sighed, as her cell phone rang. "'Cuse me." Calleigh said, leaving the bathroom, and heading into the bedroom.

"Maxine, you're calling me at ten on a Saturday." Calleigh snapped when she answered her phone.

"And you're speaking to the person that hasn't had one wink of sleep in the past 60 hours." Maxine said. "Cut it out!" She nearly giggled, as someone- most likely a male whispered something.

"Oh, well, just because you're stuck with Prince Charming in the same lab for the last 60 hours does not that you can call me this early." Calleigh said, attempting to find something to wear in her closet.

"Well, you're stuck with your Prince Charming, so fair is fair. Look, Sarah's dad isn't exactly James Williamson." Maxine said.

"But he really is…" Calleigh was ready to get over to the lab in her pajamas and shake the living light out of Maxine.

"Victor Ivanovich Petrov." Maxine said. "How many times do I need to tell you to cut it out?" Maxine snapped, and the sound of high heels sounded again.

"So he's Russian. Thank you for alerting me of that at… oh lookie, it's nine fifteen." Calleigh said, pulling out a crisp white blouse out of her closet. "Tell your Prince Charming that it only takes a couple of shots to loosen you up and well, frankly enough, actually never mind." Calleigh said. "Bye-bye!" She chirped.

"Calleigh be care-" But Calleigh had already hung up.

"I guess we should go eat those pancakes." Calleigh said when she saw Sarah standing next to her. She had so much to tell Maxine but she knew that she should've shut up before Sarah heard anything. "I thought that you couldn't cook to save your own life." Calleigh said after chewing through the first bite of the pancake.

"Well, clearly I can. It's surprising that you have a fully stocked pantry." Eric said. The whole merry little party was already finishing up their drinks, which was coffee for most, and orange juice for the minorities when someone knocked on the door. "I'm betting my top dollar that that is IAB." Eric snarled.

"What's to bet, it's definitely them." Calleigh snapped getting up. She was exactly decent, but she was at home, and at home a pair of pajama pants was decent. "What's up, Rick?" Calleigh asked when she opened the door. But this time, it was Rick with James- or as Maxine told her, Victor.

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HOLY. CRAP. WHAT. DID. I. DO. QUESTION. MARK. EXCLAMATION. MARK.

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