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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.
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Part 8- I Hart You
It turned out that the call came from a distressed Eric who informed Calleigh that the only thing he got from his visit with Leo Hunter was that a new discovery that Elisabeth was scared of stairs and that Amber Gale's fuck buddy wasn't a very mellow guy.
He asked if she could meet him outside of CSI, for reasons unknown and Calleigh agreed to do so.
Tim followed her as far as the main lobby never once hinting that he was stalking her, until she turned around and looked at him threateningly before escaping through main door.
He decided not to follow her when he saw a smidgen of auburn hair loitering in the waiting room.
Taking one last look at the front doors of the department, Speed walked across the foyer and entered the closed off area usually meant for families waiting to be interviewed.
Right now though, when the CSI entered the lounge he encountered the ADA pacing softly back in forth between the two rows of chairs occupying the area.
Staring out the window, at the parking lot, she didn't notice that Speed came into the room, until he made his presence known.
" A little jittery I see." He commented a little morbidly and Elisabeth's head shot up and her lips curved into a smile when she heard him speak.
He studied her expression for a second and then realized he'd interrupted some very important mental tug of wars going on inside her head.
" Oh hey Speed." Her face instantly lit up and reminded him of Calleigh, so he frowned, but didn't allow her to see the disappointment mirroring his face.
Meanwhile Elisabeth retrieved to her own little world oblivious to Tim's swift movements across the room.
He ended up a few inches in front of her, leaning against the wall length window, he realized that through the shaded side you could just about make out their two coworkers leaning against the Hummer and talking.
" Penny for your thoughts?" Speed woke Elisabeth up from her daydream, which he was sure was focused on his best friend.
" Try a buck." Elisabeth retaliated and lowered herself in a plastic chair, turning her head away painfully from the site in the parking lot.
Tim tried very hard to be jealous but couldn't help feeling guilty if anything.
If Calleigh were to run to Eric for any sort of comfort, it would be a bed of Tim's own making because he probably would've driven her to it.
It seemed as if lately he was the cause of all her problems and vise versa.
Perhaps they should've rethought their relationship; nothing good could come of it anyway.
Sex really did change everything.
Tim shook his head and kicked himself mentally for thinking such thoughts as he settled besides Elisabeth on an identically uncomfortable chair and prepared to get an earful.
" I've got a buck." He admitted and saw Elisabeth smile as she ducked her head and wrapped her arms around her torso.
" Richer than me." She commented, something told Tim she was only doing so to stir further away from the subject at hand and the issues bothering her.
" I'd beg to differ. You're a lawyer." He murmured and caused Elisabeth to let her guard down long enough to let out a deep laugh.
Turning toward her very blunt temporary coworker she smiled at him and replied, " Too much stereotyping going on these days. If I really wanted to I could peg you as rebel without a cause type guy, and I didn't." Elisabeth pointed out and Speed raised an eyebrow at her, as if he'd never heard that comment before.
It didn't offend him, just boosted his ego a little, however, hearing it come from a person he'd only known for 24 hours really made him wonder how people, who didn't exactly know him, saw him.
" But you have no let the skeleton out of the closet and I'm hurt." Speed clutched his chest overdramatically and Elisabeth laughed again.
" You crack me up, Tim Speedle, you know that?" She asked good-naturedly.
" Possibly, I tend to have that affect on most people." He commented sarcastically, and then added, " So what's on your mind?" Elisabeth's smile disappeared and her expression tightened, and although Speed hated to make her uncomfortable, he was sensing that the bottled up emotions would eventually take a toll on her, and that would be a worse outcome.
" Nothing really."
" Don't lie."
" Don't interrogate me."
" Sorry, bad habit." Speed admitted sheepishly and Elisabeth shrugged, " Don't worry, I have a few up my sleeves."
" Just like what's bothering you?" He quoted, " Spill woman."
Elisabeth cast a sideways glance at him, and then quickly retaliated, " If I." Her voice trailed off as she turned in her seat, to face Speed better, although the natural rouge tinting her cheeks didn't allow her to be perfectly open with him.
" Is it." She seemed to stumble on her words so Speed decided to give her the go ahead and finish off her thoughts, " Is it okay for you to have immoral thoughts about my best friend?" He asked bluntly, and Elisabeth's cheeks turned nearly as deep red as her hair.
" Yeah." She nodded however, and finally looked up at Speed.
What she saw in his eyes caused her to still for a moment and then relax, letting out a breath she didn't know she was holding.
Tim smiled at Elisabeth gently; finally happy at least one of his coworkers could admit the truth about their feelings.
" Liz, trust me, if it's any indication of his actions, I'm pretty sure your not alone in your boat." Speed added wisely, and was pretty surprised when Elisabeth's eyes widened at his comment.
He would've bet good money that she was more perceptive of Eric's emotions then her own and the puzzlement over that issue startled Tim himself.
" You think so?" Elisabeth asked, too discouragingly for Tim's taste.
" Hey, look at me." He touched her shoulder, " He'd be stupid not too, hell if I didn't-."
" Tim, just don't finish that sentence." Elisabeth begged sarcastically, and Speed smirked, " I was just fucking with you." He explained, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, and reminded himself of Calleigh.
Another ditch in the road, he kept telling himself, but reassurance wasn't one of his strongest pursuits.
" Thanks for affirming it so well." Elisabeth added, and then looked down at her lap again, after hazing out the window, to notice Calleigh and Delko engaged in a deep conversation on the hood of the H2.
" You'll be okay, you know that right?" Speed asked, more to assure himself, rather than Liz, although it didn't come out quite like that.
Elisabeth looked at him, a glimpse of anxiety colorless in her vibrant hazel eyes, and then a look of content as she stared out the window again, " Yeah, yeah, I'll be fine. I always am." She patted his knee in silent thanks and sauntered from the lounge.
Speed sunk deeper in his chair as he listened to the departing sounds of Elisabeth's heels tapping against the hard floor of the building.
" Shit." He murmured, hitting the back of his head softly against the wall, " When did our lab become a fucking soap opera."
***
Meanwhile Calleigh made her way out to the parking lot and basked in the momentary sunshine that Miami-Dade had to offer, now that the weather forecast wasn't so brutal.
Tilting her eyes away from the sun, she squinted around the parking lot and found Delko leaning against a silvery Hummer in the first row.
She smiled at him, although pretty sure that he hadn't noticed it, and crossed the sidewalk to reach the lot.
" Hey stranger." Calleigh greeted him lightly as she took her place besides him against the H2.
Eric seemed to have been deep in thought when his peace was interrupted but retaliated quickly, " Hey yourself, got my call I see." He added a little morbidly and Calleigh nudged him in his ribs.
" Ow." He shrugged less than enthusiastically, making Calleigh wonder if she should laugh or be concerned.
" You okay?" She asked strategically, hoping not to pry but at the same time quench her curiosity.
" That's a loaded statement." Eric took a pregnant pause through which he twisted his gaze away from Calleigh and to the blinding sunrays.
" Seeing as though that interview took 20 years off my life. He knows something definitely, but I don't think he was involved." He admitted a second late, surprising Calleigh with his analogy; he was never one so quick to rule a suspect out.
What changed now?
That bothered her deeply.
" How can you be so sure?" She stated her concern and could almost see the confusion in Eric's eyes as to why she was second-guessing him.
In their years of friendship, it was never a question of doubt between the two, work wise anyway, and here she was implying that he didn't over look everything?
Bullshit.
" I just am, take my word for it please." Delko asked less than enthusiastically.
" Sure." Calleigh nodded and looked down at her shoes.
" So what does Liz think about all this?" She added a moment later, not having the slightest idea what emotions she was cooking up inside of her friend at the moment.
Eric took a long time to reply, and Calleigh didn't know if that was good or bad, and honestly she didn't care because truth of the matter was that Eric had a thing for Ms. Elisabeth Kaytlin, and it was high time he focused on that, rather than avoidance of the issue.
" Liz is just Liz." He shrugged and Calleigh looked straight ahead, a small smile curving on her lips.
" And you're desperately in love with her." Calleigh finished for him, and behind his shades Delko rolled his eyes, " How'd you know he asked sarcastically, and Calleigh chuckled lightly.
" Wild guess." She submitted, and Delko looked at her again, once more amazed at how perceptive she was.
Although it wasn't like he wasn't a bit obvious himself, granted he wasn't wearing a t-shirt that said I Hart Liz, but then again, nothing was too farfetched in his life of work.
" But now, seriously, are you?" Calleigh turned on her side, in affect drawing them closer together.
" Am I what?" Delko asked, a little deadpanned, but willing to keep his infinite emotions that way.
" Desperately in love, don't make me be redundant Eric, I don't like it."
" And I don't like you assuming things." He countered and Calleigh figured she deserved it, although that didn't mean he was off the hook and she let him know.
" Your not wheedling your way out of this conversation with that, I want a straight answer damn it, I hate seeing you so miserable and I just would like to know where you stand." Calleigh suggested boldly, but not as pretentiously as she could've.
" Why?" Eric tried to remain as emotionless as possible, however with the way this conversation was going, he didn't think he could remain indifferent for long.
Calleigh's words were striking chords he didn't know he had, and pending momentary relapses surely.
" Because I'm your best friend." Calleigh explained and Delko smirked.
" Yeah, and that's why you should leave me the fuck alone." He added hastily, and fled the scene of crime by walking off the parking lot, leaving Calleigh feeling very stupid.
And she didn't like feeling that way.
" Oh well, serves me right for fucking during work hours." She smirked to herself as she thought of her and Speed's evidence room adventures the day before, bitterly.
Then she looked on after Eric's retrieving form, vowing to find out what the hell was going on.
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 8- I Hart You
It turned out that the call came from a distressed Eric who informed Calleigh that the only thing he got from his visit with Leo Hunter was that a new discovery that Elisabeth was scared of stairs and that Amber Gale's fuck buddy wasn't a very mellow guy.
He asked if she could meet him outside of CSI, for reasons unknown and Calleigh agreed to do so.
Tim followed her as far as the main lobby never once hinting that he was stalking her, until she turned around and looked at him threateningly before escaping through main door.
He decided not to follow her when he saw a smidgen of auburn hair loitering in the waiting room.
Taking one last look at the front doors of the department, Speed walked across the foyer and entered the closed off area usually meant for families waiting to be interviewed.
Right now though, when the CSI entered the lounge he encountered the ADA pacing softly back in forth between the two rows of chairs occupying the area.
Staring out the window, at the parking lot, she didn't notice that Speed came into the room, until he made his presence known.
" A little jittery I see." He commented a little morbidly and Elisabeth's head shot up and her lips curved into a smile when she heard him speak.
He studied her expression for a second and then realized he'd interrupted some very important mental tug of wars going on inside her head.
" Oh hey Speed." Her face instantly lit up and reminded him of Calleigh, so he frowned, but didn't allow her to see the disappointment mirroring his face.
Meanwhile Elisabeth retrieved to her own little world oblivious to Tim's swift movements across the room.
He ended up a few inches in front of her, leaning against the wall length window, he realized that through the shaded side you could just about make out their two coworkers leaning against the Hummer and talking.
" Penny for your thoughts?" Speed woke Elisabeth up from her daydream, which he was sure was focused on his best friend.
" Try a buck." Elisabeth retaliated and lowered herself in a plastic chair, turning her head away painfully from the site in the parking lot.
Tim tried very hard to be jealous but couldn't help feeling guilty if anything.
If Calleigh were to run to Eric for any sort of comfort, it would be a bed of Tim's own making because he probably would've driven her to it.
It seemed as if lately he was the cause of all her problems and vise versa.
Perhaps they should've rethought their relationship; nothing good could come of it anyway.
Sex really did change everything.
Tim shook his head and kicked himself mentally for thinking such thoughts as he settled besides Elisabeth on an identically uncomfortable chair and prepared to get an earful.
" I've got a buck." He admitted and saw Elisabeth smile as she ducked her head and wrapped her arms around her torso.
" Richer than me." She commented, something told Tim she was only doing so to stir further away from the subject at hand and the issues bothering her.
" I'd beg to differ. You're a lawyer." He murmured and caused Elisabeth to let her guard down long enough to let out a deep laugh.
Turning toward her very blunt temporary coworker she smiled at him and replied, " Too much stereotyping going on these days. If I really wanted to I could peg you as rebel without a cause type guy, and I didn't." Elisabeth pointed out and Speed raised an eyebrow at her, as if he'd never heard that comment before.
It didn't offend him, just boosted his ego a little, however, hearing it come from a person he'd only known for 24 hours really made him wonder how people, who didn't exactly know him, saw him.
" But you have no let the skeleton out of the closet and I'm hurt." Speed clutched his chest overdramatically and Elisabeth laughed again.
" You crack me up, Tim Speedle, you know that?" She asked good-naturedly.
" Possibly, I tend to have that affect on most people." He commented sarcastically, and then added, " So what's on your mind?" Elisabeth's smile disappeared and her expression tightened, and although Speed hated to make her uncomfortable, he was sensing that the bottled up emotions would eventually take a toll on her, and that would be a worse outcome.
" Nothing really."
" Don't lie."
" Don't interrogate me."
" Sorry, bad habit." Speed admitted sheepishly and Elisabeth shrugged, " Don't worry, I have a few up my sleeves."
" Just like what's bothering you?" He quoted, " Spill woman."
Elisabeth cast a sideways glance at him, and then quickly retaliated, " If I." Her voice trailed off as she turned in her seat, to face Speed better, although the natural rouge tinting her cheeks didn't allow her to be perfectly open with him.
" Is it." She seemed to stumble on her words so Speed decided to give her the go ahead and finish off her thoughts, " Is it okay for you to have immoral thoughts about my best friend?" He asked bluntly, and Elisabeth's cheeks turned nearly as deep red as her hair.
" Yeah." She nodded however, and finally looked up at Speed.
What she saw in his eyes caused her to still for a moment and then relax, letting out a breath she didn't know she was holding.
Tim smiled at Elisabeth gently; finally happy at least one of his coworkers could admit the truth about their feelings.
" Liz, trust me, if it's any indication of his actions, I'm pretty sure your not alone in your boat." Speed added wisely, and was pretty surprised when Elisabeth's eyes widened at his comment.
He would've bet good money that she was more perceptive of Eric's emotions then her own and the puzzlement over that issue startled Tim himself.
" You think so?" Elisabeth asked, too discouragingly for Tim's taste.
" Hey, look at me." He touched her shoulder, " He'd be stupid not too, hell if I didn't-."
" Tim, just don't finish that sentence." Elisabeth begged sarcastically, and Speed smirked, " I was just fucking with you." He explained, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, and reminded himself of Calleigh.
Another ditch in the road, he kept telling himself, but reassurance wasn't one of his strongest pursuits.
" Thanks for affirming it so well." Elisabeth added, and then looked down at her lap again, after hazing out the window, to notice Calleigh and Delko engaged in a deep conversation on the hood of the H2.
" You'll be okay, you know that right?" Speed asked, more to assure himself, rather than Liz, although it didn't come out quite like that.
Elisabeth looked at him, a glimpse of anxiety colorless in her vibrant hazel eyes, and then a look of content as she stared out the window again, " Yeah, yeah, I'll be fine. I always am." She patted his knee in silent thanks and sauntered from the lounge.
Speed sunk deeper in his chair as he listened to the departing sounds of Elisabeth's heels tapping against the hard floor of the building.
" Shit." He murmured, hitting the back of his head softly against the wall, " When did our lab become a fucking soap opera."
***
Meanwhile Calleigh made her way out to the parking lot and basked in the momentary sunshine that Miami-Dade had to offer, now that the weather forecast wasn't so brutal.
Tilting her eyes away from the sun, she squinted around the parking lot and found Delko leaning against a silvery Hummer in the first row.
She smiled at him, although pretty sure that he hadn't noticed it, and crossed the sidewalk to reach the lot.
" Hey stranger." Calleigh greeted him lightly as she took her place besides him against the H2.
Eric seemed to have been deep in thought when his peace was interrupted but retaliated quickly, " Hey yourself, got my call I see." He added a little morbidly and Calleigh nudged him in his ribs.
" Ow." He shrugged less than enthusiastically, making Calleigh wonder if she should laugh or be concerned.
" You okay?" She asked strategically, hoping not to pry but at the same time quench her curiosity.
" That's a loaded statement." Eric took a pregnant pause through which he twisted his gaze away from Calleigh and to the blinding sunrays.
" Seeing as though that interview took 20 years off my life. He knows something definitely, but I don't think he was involved." He admitted a second late, surprising Calleigh with his analogy; he was never one so quick to rule a suspect out.
What changed now?
That bothered her deeply.
" How can you be so sure?" She stated her concern and could almost see the confusion in Eric's eyes as to why she was second-guessing him.
In their years of friendship, it was never a question of doubt between the two, work wise anyway, and here she was implying that he didn't over look everything?
Bullshit.
" I just am, take my word for it please." Delko asked less than enthusiastically.
" Sure." Calleigh nodded and looked down at her shoes.
" So what does Liz think about all this?" She added a moment later, not having the slightest idea what emotions she was cooking up inside of her friend at the moment.
Eric took a long time to reply, and Calleigh didn't know if that was good or bad, and honestly she didn't care because truth of the matter was that Eric had a thing for Ms. Elisabeth Kaytlin, and it was high time he focused on that, rather than avoidance of the issue.
" Liz is just Liz." He shrugged and Calleigh looked straight ahead, a small smile curving on her lips.
" And you're desperately in love with her." Calleigh finished for him, and behind his shades Delko rolled his eyes, " How'd you know he asked sarcastically, and Calleigh chuckled lightly.
" Wild guess." She submitted, and Delko looked at her again, once more amazed at how perceptive she was.
Although it wasn't like he wasn't a bit obvious himself, granted he wasn't wearing a t-shirt that said I Hart Liz, but then again, nothing was too farfetched in his life of work.
" But now, seriously, are you?" Calleigh turned on her side, in affect drawing them closer together.
" Am I what?" Delko asked, a little deadpanned, but willing to keep his infinite emotions that way.
" Desperately in love, don't make me be redundant Eric, I don't like it."
" And I don't like you assuming things." He countered and Calleigh figured she deserved it, although that didn't mean he was off the hook and she let him know.
" Your not wheedling your way out of this conversation with that, I want a straight answer damn it, I hate seeing you so miserable and I just would like to know where you stand." Calleigh suggested boldly, but not as pretentiously as she could've.
" Why?" Eric tried to remain as emotionless as possible, however with the way this conversation was going, he didn't think he could remain indifferent for long.
Calleigh's words were striking chords he didn't know he had, and pending momentary relapses surely.
" Because I'm your best friend." Calleigh explained and Delko smirked.
" Yeah, and that's why you should leave me the fuck alone." He added hastily, and fled the scene of crime by walking off the parking lot, leaving Calleigh feeling very stupid.
And she didn't like feeling that way.
" Oh well, serves me right for fucking during work hours." She smirked to herself as she thought of her and Speed's evidence room adventures the day before, bitterly.
Then she looked on after Eric's retrieving form, vowing to find out what the hell was going on.
TBC.