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Slightly Condoned
Disclaimer: Don't own anything.
Rating: R (later)
Pairing: Eric/OC, Speed/Calleigh
Summary: After the death of Janet Medrano (Body Count) Elisabeth Kaytlin is hired as the new ADA. Under the condoned guide of Horatio Caine's ex-wife, Mia Dayton, who also happens to be the DA for Miami, as her first assignment Kaytlin is forced to reopen a cold case, which also happens to be Eric Delko's first case with the Miami-Dade crime Lab.
Spoiler: Tinder Box, Body Count
A/N: I *need* to take a break from Cardboard Copy.and perhaps this is a feeble attempt for your entertainment, but I just need to write an Eric fic.he's so lovable.hope you like it. Note: direct mentions from episodes will be featured later.
***
Part 7- I Kid You Not
The estate of Leo Hunter, if you could call it that, was situated on the outskirts of Miami-Dade, and looked every bit as run down as Elisabeth had expected it to be, except she hadn't counted on it being unkempt as well.
The loud voices coming from the inside of the four walls spooked her and she turned to Delko with her innocent smile and said, " Thank god you brought a gun." She pointed to the leather holster at his hip and Eric snorted.
The angelic routine wasn't going to get her anywhere. He stepped up on the porch and it creaked, and Elisabeth, with all her self-sufficiency and independence, backed out.
" You coming, I can't really barrage this man with questions without an attorney present." He smirked teasingly and Elisabeth gave him an annoyed glare.
" There's no way in hell, I will step on that porch and fall hundreds of feet under, no fucking way." She told him bluntly, and Eric shrugged mutely, as he knocked on the door.
Then he turned around and smirked, " What?" Elisabeth raised an eyebrow at him, and he replied, sparingly, before Leo had a chance to open the door, " You said fucking."
" So?" Elisabeth rolled her eyes, but Eric didn't get a chance to reply because a third party joined them.
" What the hell's this?" What both investigators were sure, was a former athlete of some sort questioned through the screen door.
Leo Hunter looked almost as manly as his occupation-trainer.
On their way to his humble abode, Elisabeth read this information and commented, " At least he helps people avoid heart disease."
Eric didn't reply, but now judging by the sort of irritated look on the blonde man's face he could also conclude that the guy was a jackass.
Being a CSI allowed Delko the knowledge he needed to make that assumption within a few seconds of meeting the person in question.
" The question is what were you doing on the night of December 29th 2001." Elisabeth rebuked smirking, and Leo immediately didn't like her after that.
Eric shook his head at Elisabeth and turned to Leo, " Leo Hunter, I'm Eric Delko, with the Miami-Dade Crime Lab." Delko flashed his badge and gun in front of the sportsman, and he nodded, " And this is Elisabeth Kaytlin, the Assistant District Attorney for Miami."
Eric gestured toward the woman at the bottom of the stairs, and as he read off her title, both Elisabeth and Leo were impressed. For different reasons of course but that wasn't mandatory for discussion.
" Pleasure to meet both of you." As soon as the titles were introduced the whole attitude and manner of the athlete changed, and he seemed to relax, not at all how Delko hoped he'd act.
He hoped Hunter would act guilty, but with no such luck, Eric stumbled upon another conclusion.
If this person was indeed guilty of poisoning Amber Gale 18 months ago, he'd definitely had time to rehearse his approach to the good guys, and Eric liked to think that with his badge he's stirred up some commotion in the other man's head.
" Like wise." Eric returned, and Leo stepped back and opened the screen door, looking a little oddly at Elisabeth anyhow.
Probably because she was looking at the stairs with some sort of fear in her eyes.
" Would you like to come in?" Leo asked with a small smile, still unsure, but of course confident that he had this in the bag. Whatever it was.
" No, it's quite alright, I think we can do this outside." Elisabeth transpired uncomfortably; before Delko could lead her into the house she wasn't sure she would come out of alive.
It was obviously an overdramatic exaggeration of Leo Hunter's home, yet knowing this Elisabeth didn't think she was being unreasonable so she settled on the lawn, leaning on the rail surrounding the porch.
" Ummm.okay, I'll just go fetch us some chairs." He shrugged and disappeared into his home, leaving the front lawn in deafening silence.
" You don't have to be so obvious in your dislike for his place." Delko pointed out and Elisabeth had no chance for a rebuttal because Leo brought in two fold out chairs, and a stool.
" Thanks." Delko smiled at him and took the fold out, giving Elisabeth the other as Leo settled down on his chair.
The trio looked between each other in silence, until Eric cleared his throat and Leo took that as indication to question their intentions.
" So you said something about December 29th?" He confirmed taxingly, pinching the bridge of his nose as he stared at an unseen spot on the porch rail.
Elisabeth nodded and took over, " Yeah. As Dt. Delko told you, I'm an ADA and I was just newly recruited so I have an assignment to reopen a cold case. The murder of Amber Gale in particular."
" Amber Gale?" Leo seemed to be a little confused for a moment and then Eric saw a flash of clarity in his eyes.
He decided to play on that.
" Yeah, about 5'5, blue eyed brunette, 22 years old, died from snake poisoning on December 29th 2001, and your semen ties you to her so please don't drag this out longer than intended and answer Ms. Kaytlin's questions." Eric suggested in a tone that left seldom up for discussion.
Leo seemed confused once again, and somehow Elisabeth wondered if he really did have nothing to do with the case they were working on, but then he looked at her, eyeing her suspiciously, and all reason went out the window.
" Alright, well what questions do you have for me Ms. Kaytlin?" Leo folded his arms and faced the woman sitting lonely on the front lawn.
" Okay, how about we start by refreshing your memory and telling us where you were on the night of Amber's murder, and of course care to explain why your DNA was found." Elisabeth said in monotone.
Eric studied Leo's facial expressions while he pondered on Elisabeth's questions.
The guy was giving out mixed signals, and not all the Eric could interpret easily, after all he wasn't clairvoyant and although his perceptive skills helped, he couldn't read minds.
" Amber, you'd probably find my DNA inside her, because we were engaged." Hunter explained, and Eric raised his eyebrows.
" Oh really? Well how come there wasn't a ring on her finger when we found her, poisoned with snake venom and collapsed in the middle of Café Mono?" Delko probed, and for a second the two investigators thought he'd left Leo speechless, but that wasn't the matter at all.
" Because she wanted to keep our engagement a secret, and didn't wear the ring in public, that's why."
" Seems a bit too convenient don't you think so Mr. Hunter?" Elisabeth asked condescendingly, and turned to Eric before continuing.
" That's what you think. I don't presume I have to justify myself to you."
" Well, actually I think you do. If you did kill your fiancé." Eric supplied logically, and could see visible anger in Leo's eyes.
" You know what fuck you, I don't have to explain anything to you, and don't you need a warrant to do this kind of shit?" He exclaimed, standing up.
" Nope, not when we find your semen in the victim Mr. Hunter, so I suggest you sit back down, and finish hearing my partner out." Delko recommended curtly, but the athlete in front of him, would have none of it.
" I don't think I have to say anything. Good day." He walked to the front door, flinging it open; he disappeared behind it, and out of Eric's view.
He was about to reach the doorknob and follow the suspect inside, but Elisabeth stopped him, " Eric don't he's not worth it." She said soothingly, warning Delko of the consequences that would follow if he made any stupid moves.
He proved to be volatile on the job at times, and it seemed as if it was in her best interest to inform him of his clumsiness.
Eric remained silent, but complied a second later, turning on his heel and descending down the stairs from hell, as Elisabeth folded up her chair and placed it against the rickety fence.
" Well that went well." She commented when they reached his car at the end of the block.
Delko didn't seem to be too keen on the humor in her voice and proceeded to pick up his pace around the vehicle, and got into the driver's seat.
Elisabeth got in shotgun wordlessly knowing Delko was in no mood to argue, or discuss his lack of self-restraint.
***
Meanwhile in the dungeon shooting range of the main CSI headquarters Speed released Calleigh halfheartedly but she wasn't as ready to let him go just yet.
Tugging on the front of his t-shirt, she pulled him into a swift kiss, shedding some light on her situation with the delicate synthetic breeze that surged her body when she kissed him.
Calleigh wasn't sure if Speed felt the same way, but for whatever reason he ran his palm down her back and settled between her shoulder blades, drawing lazy circles on the silk of her blouse.
" We've got to stop." She said absent-mindedly as he attacked her neck, dipping his tongue to run it along the contours of her throat.
The reaction that her body gave off when it came into contact with his lips was both ironic and intoxicating, the heat radiating from her insides to the top made Calleigh's blood boil, and transferring that feeling to Speed, forced him to escalate his tortures.
Tim seemed death to her words as she moaned into his ear, he bit her neck and then kissed his way up to her mouth, tormenting her with his neither here nor there attitude as he planted feathery kisses everywhere on her face.
Her eyes, her nose, her cheeks, her forehead.
Calleigh couldn't remember the last time so many wonderful emotions were racketing her body so she didn't quite answer the cell phone at her hip on the first ring.
Speed, however, felt the vibration against his leg, and pulled back.
" You need to answer that." He said softly, and smiled as Calleigh collected herself again. He didn't know why but it excited him even more to leave her in this state, rather than to explore further on.
Calleigh nodded and flipped on the cell, " Duquesne."
After a few seconds she concurred with whatever the caller said and hung up.
Looking disheveled and a little disoriented, she wiped the dried tears off her cheeks, and straightened her button down as she hopped off the table.
Tim sat back and admired the view of her collecting the gear, and flagging in the target from her practice, after fastening her gun in her leather holster.
She retied her hair in the back and then finally turned to face the silent enigma in the corner of her range.
" What?" She snapped in an uncharacteristic gesture, but to Tim, who had seen the worst and best of her in their time together, it didn't surprise him, instead he smiled.
" You just look so goddamned beautiful." He explained and Calleigh looked sternly at him, not at all touched or fazed by his compliment.
" You just fucking groped me, flattery wont get you anywhere else." She replied and Tim's smile fell.
Rushing by him, she didn't give him enough time to process her departure until it was too late.
" Cal, wait, you didn't even tell me what the call was about." He yelled after her, but all he got was a flip of her hair and a quickened pace away from him.
TBC.
Slightly Condoned
Disclaimer: Don't own anything.
Rating: R (later)
Pairing: Eric/OC, Speed/Calleigh
Summary: After the death of Janet Medrano (Body Count) Elisabeth Kaytlin is hired as the new ADA. Under the condoned guide of Horatio Caine's ex-wife, Mia Dayton, who also happens to be the DA for Miami, as her first assignment Kaytlin is forced to reopen a cold case, which also happens to be Eric Delko's first case with the Miami-Dade crime Lab.
Spoiler: Tinder Box, Body Count
A/N: I *need* to take a break from Cardboard Copy.and perhaps this is a feeble attempt for your entertainment, but I just need to write an Eric fic.he's so lovable.hope you like it. Note: direct mentions from episodes will be featured later.
***
Part 7- I Kid You Not
The estate of Leo Hunter, if you could call it that, was situated on the outskirts of Miami-Dade, and looked every bit as run down as Elisabeth had expected it to be, except she hadn't counted on it being unkempt as well.
The loud voices coming from the inside of the four walls spooked her and she turned to Delko with her innocent smile and said, " Thank god you brought a gun." She pointed to the leather holster at his hip and Eric snorted.
The angelic routine wasn't going to get her anywhere. He stepped up on the porch and it creaked, and Elisabeth, with all her self-sufficiency and independence, backed out.
" You coming, I can't really barrage this man with questions without an attorney present." He smirked teasingly and Elisabeth gave him an annoyed glare.
" There's no way in hell, I will step on that porch and fall hundreds of feet under, no fucking way." She told him bluntly, and Eric shrugged mutely, as he knocked on the door.
Then he turned around and smirked, " What?" Elisabeth raised an eyebrow at him, and he replied, sparingly, before Leo had a chance to open the door, " You said fucking."
" So?" Elisabeth rolled her eyes, but Eric didn't get a chance to reply because a third party joined them.
" What the hell's this?" What both investigators were sure, was a former athlete of some sort questioned through the screen door.
Leo Hunter looked almost as manly as his occupation-trainer.
On their way to his humble abode, Elisabeth read this information and commented, " At least he helps people avoid heart disease."
Eric didn't reply, but now judging by the sort of irritated look on the blonde man's face he could also conclude that the guy was a jackass.
Being a CSI allowed Delko the knowledge he needed to make that assumption within a few seconds of meeting the person in question.
" The question is what were you doing on the night of December 29th 2001." Elisabeth rebuked smirking, and Leo immediately didn't like her after that.
Eric shook his head at Elisabeth and turned to Leo, " Leo Hunter, I'm Eric Delko, with the Miami-Dade Crime Lab." Delko flashed his badge and gun in front of the sportsman, and he nodded, " And this is Elisabeth Kaytlin, the Assistant District Attorney for Miami."
Eric gestured toward the woman at the bottom of the stairs, and as he read off her title, both Elisabeth and Leo were impressed. For different reasons of course but that wasn't mandatory for discussion.
" Pleasure to meet both of you." As soon as the titles were introduced the whole attitude and manner of the athlete changed, and he seemed to relax, not at all how Delko hoped he'd act.
He hoped Hunter would act guilty, but with no such luck, Eric stumbled upon another conclusion.
If this person was indeed guilty of poisoning Amber Gale 18 months ago, he'd definitely had time to rehearse his approach to the good guys, and Eric liked to think that with his badge he's stirred up some commotion in the other man's head.
" Like wise." Eric returned, and Leo stepped back and opened the screen door, looking a little oddly at Elisabeth anyhow.
Probably because she was looking at the stairs with some sort of fear in her eyes.
" Would you like to come in?" Leo asked with a small smile, still unsure, but of course confident that he had this in the bag. Whatever it was.
" No, it's quite alright, I think we can do this outside." Elisabeth transpired uncomfortably; before Delko could lead her into the house she wasn't sure she would come out of alive.
It was obviously an overdramatic exaggeration of Leo Hunter's home, yet knowing this Elisabeth didn't think she was being unreasonable so she settled on the lawn, leaning on the rail surrounding the porch.
" Ummm.okay, I'll just go fetch us some chairs." He shrugged and disappeared into his home, leaving the front lawn in deafening silence.
" You don't have to be so obvious in your dislike for his place." Delko pointed out and Elisabeth had no chance for a rebuttal because Leo brought in two fold out chairs, and a stool.
" Thanks." Delko smiled at him and took the fold out, giving Elisabeth the other as Leo settled down on his chair.
The trio looked between each other in silence, until Eric cleared his throat and Leo took that as indication to question their intentions.
" So you said something about December 29th?" He confirmed taxingly, pinching the bridge of his nose as he stared at an unseen spot on the porch rail.
Elisabeth nodded and took over, " Yeah. As Dt. Delko told you, I'm an ADA and I was just newly recruited so I have an assignment to reopen a cold case. The murder of Amber Gale in particular."
" Amber Gale?" Leo seemed to be a little confused for a moment and then Eric saw a flash of clarity in his eyes.
He decided to play on that.
" Yeah, about 5'5, blue eyed brunette, 22 years old, died from snake poisoning on December 29th 2001, and your semen ties you to her so please don't drag this out longer than intended and answer Ms. Kaytlin's questions." Eric suggested in a tone that left seldom up for discussion.
Leo seemed confused once again, and somehow Elisabeth wondered if he really did have nothing to do with the case they were working on, but then he looked at her, eyeing her suspiciously, and all reason went out the window.
" Alright, well what questions do you have for me Ms. Kaytlin?" Leo folded his arms and faced the woman sitting lonely on the front lawn.
" Okay, how about we start by refreshing your memory and telling us where you were on the night of Amber's murder, and of course care to explain why your DNA was found." Elisabeth said in monotone.
Eric studied Leo's facial expressions while he pondered on Elisabeth's questions.
The guy was giving out mixed signals, and not all the Eric could interpret easily, after all he wasn't clairvoyant and although his perceptive skills helped, he couldn't read minds.
" Amber, you'd probably find my DNA inside her, because we were engaged." Hunter explained, and Eric raised his eyebrows.
" Oh really? Well how come there wasn't a ring on her finger when we found her, poisoned with snake venom and collapsed in the middle of Café Mono?" Delko probed, and for a second the two investigators thought he'd left Leo speechless, but that wasn't the matter at all.
" Because she wanted to keep our engagement a secret, and didn't wear the ring in public, that's why."
" Seems a bit too convenient don't you think so Mr. Hunter?" Elisabeth asked condescendingly, and turned to Eric before continuing.
" That's what you think. I don't presume I have to justify myself to you."
" Well, actually I think you do. If you did kill your fiancé." Eric supplied logically, and could see visible anger in Leo's eyes.
" You know what fuck you, I don't have to explain anything to you, and don't you need a warrant to do this kind of shit?" He exclaimed, standing up.
" Nope, not when we find your semen in the victim Mr. Hunter, so I suggest you sit back down, and finish hearing my partner out." Delko recommended curtly, but the athlete in front of him, would have none of it.
" I don't think I have to say anything. Good day." He walked to the front door, flinging it open; he disappeared behind it, and out of Eric's view.
He was about to reach the doorknob and follow the suspect inside, but Elisabeth stopped him, " Eric don't he's not worth it." She said soothingly, warning Delko of the consequences that would follow if he made any stupid moves.
He proved to be volatile on the job at times, and it seemed as if it was in her best interest to inform him of his clumsiness.
Eric remained silent, but complied a second later, turning on his heel and descending down the stairs from hell, as Elisabeth folded up her chair and placed it against the rickety fence.
" Well that went well." She commented when they reached his car at the end of the block.
Delko didn't seem to be too keen on the humor in her voice and proceeded to pick up his pace around the vehicle, and got into the driver's seat.
Elisabeth got in shotgun wordlessly knowing Delko was in no mood to argue, or discuss his lack of self-restraint.
***
Meanwhile in the dungeon shooting range of the main CSI headquarters Speed released Calleigh halfheartedly but she wasn't as ready to let him go just yet.
Tugging on the front of his t-shirt, she pulled him into a swift kiss, shedding some light on her situation with the delicate synthetic breeze that surged her body when she kissed him.
Calleigh wasn't sure if Speed felt the same way, but for whatever reason he ran his palm down her back and settled between her shoulder blades, drawing lazy circles on the silk of her blouse.
" We've got to stop." She said absent-mindedly as he attacked her neck, dipping his tongue to run it along the contours of her throat.
The reaction that her body gave off when it came into contact with his lips was both ironic and intoxicating, the heat radiating from her insides to the top made Calleigh's blood boil, and transferring that feeling to Speed, forced him to escalate his tortures.
Tim seemed death to her words as she moaned into his ear, he bit her neck and then kissed his way up to her mouth, tormenting her with his neither here nor there attitude as he planted feathery kisses everywhere on her face.
Her eyes, her nose, her cheeks, her forehead.
Calleigh couldn't remember the last time so many wonderful emotions were racketing her body so she didn't quite answer the cell phone at her hip on the first ring.
Speed, however, felt the vibration against his leg, and pulled back.
" You need to answer that." He said softly, and smiled as Calleigh collected herself again. He didn't know why but it excited him even more to leave her in this state, rather than to explore further on.
Calleigh nodded and flipped on the cell, " Duquesne."
After a few seconds she concurred with whatever the caller said and hung up.
Looking disheveled and a little disoriented, she wiped the dried tears off her cheeks, and straightened her button down as she hopped off the table.
Tim sat back and admired the view of her collecting the gear, and flagging in the target from her practice, after fastening her gun in her leather holster.
She retied her hair in the back and then finally turned to face the silent enigma in the corner of her range.
" What?" She snapped in an uncharacteristic gesture, but to Tim, who had seen the worst and best of her in their time together, it didn't surprise him, instead he smiled.
" You just look so goddamned beautiful." He explained and Calleigh looked sternly at him, not at all touched or fazed by his compliment.
" You just fucking groped me, flattery wont get you anywhere else." She replied and Tim's smile fell.
Rushing by him, she didn't give him enough time to process her departure until it was too late.
" Cal, wait, you didn't even tell me what the call was about." He yelled after her, but all he got was a flip of her hair and a quickened pace away from him.
TBC.