Best Medicine

The same day that the DNA match was found, Eric had gone back for his first check-up since he were he were released ten days prior. The group of doctors treating him could already see so much difference in him.

"You've been good medicine for your daddy," one of the doctors said to the two-year-old sitting on Calleigh's lap a few feet from the examining table where Eric was.

Chloe gave the man a confused look.

She was a little girl. How could she be medicine?

"He means you have been spending lots of time with daddy and playing with him since he got home from the hospital," Calleigh told the girl with a smile, seeing the confusion on the toddler's face.

"Oh!" Chloe said, proudly. "I do dat dood!"

Eric was very glad that he had gotten enough strength back to be able to lift and carry his daughter again. Even for the short time, he had missed being able to do so. He enjoyed being able to give her a bath and care for her daily. The night before when Eric was bathing her, he and Chloe had a sweet conversation.

"Daddy?" Chloe said.

"What, princesa?" He asked.

" I liked it whens unca Racio was 'ere wit' me but I was sad tause I missed you," She said.

Eric smiled and kissed Chloe's head.

"I missed you, too. I'm glad you liked it when Horatio was here because. I didn't want you to be sad. I knew Horatio would take good care of you. He loves you."

"When I toe'd Racio I was sad tause 'ou 'ere 'urt, he tad he was, too 'ause he 'ares 'bout 'ou."

Eric sucked in a big breath to control his emotions hearing that. He knew the older man looked on him as a brother, Eric felt the same about Horatio. Eric was grateful for Horatio dropping everything to look after Chloe because he knew the red-head knew the child as well as he and Calleigh did and could make Chloe feel safe, and maybe even bring a an occasional smile to her face during such a stressful time. Even as her godfather, he hadn't had to do all he had done. He had lived out of a suitcase in Eric's apartment for almost three weeks, not once returning to his own home.

Both Calleigh and Horatio had noticed it were too hard on Eric's aging parents to take care of such an upset Chloe when they were worried about their son themselves. They didn't object when Horatio had stepped in. They knew he was right, it was too much.

Hearing that all the evidence pointed to Jake Berkley being responsible for Eric almost being killed yet again still made Calleigh ill. A few hours following Eric's appointment, after Chloe was in bed Ryan and Frank had dropped over to inform them of the latest developments. None of the witnesses could say they had seen a glimpse of the driver. It all had happened too fast. And Eric still had no memory of what happened. The doctors had told Eric and the rest of the team that despite Eric not suffering any brain damage, considering the type of injury he had sustained and the fact he had been in a coma, even though it were brief, it was unlikely that Eric would regain any memory of the incident.

It made Eric angry that wasn't able to help. Everyone told him not to worry, to focus on getting better. Was the car, the blood evidence and Jake's connection to Calleigh from their former relationship be enough to prove the man's guilt? The car and the relationship connection were circumstantial, but the defense would have hell of a time explaining Eric's blood where it had been found.

Either way, the man had to be found first. An arrest warrant had been issued for Jake but so far there were no leads to his whereabouts. There was an officer posted at each entrance of the apartment building where the Delko family lived, in case Jake were brave or stupid enough to show up there.