A/N: I'm sorry this chapter took so long. Life got busy. Unfortunately, a cold made me slow down, so here's the final chapter. I hope you enjoy it.

I unlocked my apartment and we went in. I flipped on the light and smiled as Calleigh set down her purse. It just felt right to have her here.

I slipped off my jacket and set it on the table next to her purse.

"You've still got a change of clothes here, if you want to change, " I reminded her.

She nodded and went in search of the clothes.

I returned in a pair of old jeans and a t-shirt to find Calleigh sitting on my couch wearing a red tank top and white capris. She looked sweet and summery.

"How did you beat me? I wasn't even gone that long?" I asked curiously.

She grinned.

"A girl can't give away all her secrets."

I grinned and went to the kitchen to grab a couple of drinks. I handed one to Calleigh as I took the spot next to her.

"What do you want to watch?"

"What do you have?" she countered.

I thought for a moment.

"My sister gave me a movie last week that I still haven't watched. Flashpoint, or … Fireproof. That's it: Fireproof. I don't know what it's about, but she said it was a cute story."

Calleigh nodded. Cute sounded good.

I cringed as the man backed his wife up against the wall, yelling I hate to see couples fighting like this. It reminds me of my parents when my father was drunk. As the movie continued, however, I found myself liking it more and more. It was a sweet story - maybe a little cheesy, but sweet. The idea of a husband unconditionally loving his wife under such conditions was wonderful.

I leaned against Eric, enjoying his strong, muscular form under me as the credits rolled. I took a deep breath before I opened my mouth.

"I want to go back to work tomorrow."

He nodded slowly.

"Are you sure you're ready for that?

"I think so. I miss my lab, my guns, the rest of the team."

"Interesting order," Eric teased.

I laughed.

"I'm serious, Eric. I'll take it slow, but I'm ready."

He nodded.

"Okay."

It had been a long, rough week for both of us, but it was over.

"It's over, it's over," I murmured, trying to calm myself. I've been coping well until now. I've been able to keep her out of danger. She's been safe. If she went back to work, I wouldn't be able to protect her.

I woke up just after 3 a.m. I turned to cuddle up against Eric, but he wasn't there. I got up and picked up his dress shirt to keep myself warm as I went in search of him. I found him on the couch.

"Eric?" I placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Are you okay?"

He shook his head.

"I'm afraid that if you go back, something's going to happen to you."

I pushed against his shoulders gently, shoving him back against the couch before straddling his lap and pressing my body close to his.

"We've made it through this much together, we'll make it through this too. I have to go back to work sometime."

He nodded.

"But if you can think of something better for me to do tomorrow, I might stay home one more day," I teased.

He let out a groan as I kissed my way down the side of his jaw.

"You're going to be the death of me."

"As long as we go together, who cares," I moaned, feeling his lips against my neck.

He laughed and stood, picking me up with him. He kissed me deeply as he carried me back to his bedroom. It was true. We've been through hell and back together more than once. We'll get through this too. As his lips ventured lower, I lost my ability to focus on this as I gave myself up to the pleasure of his kisses, moaning helplessly.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed the story. (Please leave a review.) Thank you all for your joining me. I hope to post some one-shots soon.