Title: Breaking Point Chapter: 1/?

Author: Emma Rating: PG13 for this part, future parts will vary (may even end up as NC17)

Disclaimer: Any characters you recognise do not belong to me

Summary: Things go one step further

Archive: Lonely Road and ff.net, yes. Anyone else, ask and ye shall receive.

Dedication: Marianne for giving my little shipper heart yet another place to live and Dylan for her excellent (and fast) beta job.

"Come on, Cal. You know you want to," Erik Delko said with a boyish grin.

Calleigh laughed. "All right, I give in. I'll go to lunch with you and Speed." She stopped walking and raised a finger in warning. "But I expect best behavior from both of you."

Erik nodded and held up one hand in the Boy Scout salute. "I promise, we'll be good boys."

Calleigh glanced towards the locker room. "I just need to grab my bag, then I'll meet you outside. Okay?"

"I'm giving you 5 minutes, and if you haven't joined us by then, we're coming back in to drag you out."

"Why do I get the feeling I'm going to regret this?" Calleigh muttered to herself and opened the locker room door. She walked in, shut the door behind her, glanced up and found herself totally unable to move or make a sound.

Assuming it was one of the other men at CSI, Horatio didn't turn around when he heard the door open and close behind him, so he just carried on trying to find a clean shirt in his locker.

It was very unusual for Horatio to make use of the building's shower facilities because he preferred to wait until he had finished for the day and gone home. Today however, had been different. He had gone out with Adele to pick up a drunken homicide suspect and the man had shown his displeasure over being arrested by vomiting over everything in sight, including Horatio.

While he was engrossed in finding a clean shirt, Calleigh couldn't look away. Her gaze wandered from the slightly damp and ruffled hair on his head, down his back, lingered for a moment on the towel accentuated butt and continued on down his finely-muscled legs. An errant drop of water trickled down Horatio's back, making Calleigh lick her suddenly dry lips and force back a sigh of pure feminine appreciation for the view.

Horatio shifted his stance slightly, causing the towel to slip from his waist to his lean hips. Calleigh's soft exclamation of, "Oh, sweet Lord!" caused him to spin around so fast he almost lost his balance.

A trickle of water worked its way down Horatio's chest and Calleigh's gaze followed it, unable to resist. She felt a flood of heat go through her as her mind presented her with the image of her hands and mouth following the course that drop of water had just taken.

Horatio's gentle touch on her arm forced Calleigh to look up and meet his gaze. Sultry blue eyes met passionate green and desire flared. Horatio's heart was pounding so hard in his chest that he thought he was going to pass out. Every nerve in his body was on fire for the woman before him and he couldn't help himself.

Using the hand that still rested on her arm, he pulled her gently towards him, feeling her flush against him. He leaned down, their eye contact not broken and met her lips. Calleigh froze for a second and then her whole body softened against his. Her hands came to rest briefly on his shoulders before moving up and around his neck as she stood slightly on tiptoes in an effort to get closer to him.

Horatio's arms swept around her waist and he crushed her against him, neither of them caring about the water that slowly seeped into Calleigh's clothes, leaving distinct damp spots. The kiss gradually grew softer and gentler until they finally drew apart, due to lack of oxygen.

They stared at each other for a minute and then the awareness of what had just happened slammed into Calleigh's Horatio-addled brain and her hand flew to her mouth. "Oh, God!" she gasped, backing away from Horatio, her eyes wide with apprehension.

He reached out to stop her. "Calleigh, wait..."

Calleigh shook her head in denial and backed away to the door. Fumbling behind her for the handle, she eventually managed to get the door open. "I, er I have to go. The boys are taking me to lunch," she managed to get out before she whirled around and almost ran out of the room, leaving Horatio alone to reflect on what just happened.

TBC