Horatio nodded, "I understand."
"Will I…?" the 17-year-old quietly started, not really finding the strength to continue. She didn't have to, though. Horatio bent down very slowly to give her a bitter sweet kiss.
"Does that answer your question, miss Duquesne?" he asked, smiling lightly.
Calleigh pulled back from him at first, surprised to hear her last name from his mouth, then shook her light blond head in confusion, a frown between her brows, cringing mostly out of place. "No, I…" but more words trailed off as Horatio kissed her mouth closed again. She felt good in the redhead's arms.