Title: Swim Fan
Summary: EricCalleigh. Despite the title this isn't a story about a stalker. Eric and Calleigh meet up at a pool every day for a week. Secrets are exposed and contact is guaranteed. =P R&R pretty please!
Disclaimer: Don't own Eric or Calleigh or Horatio.
Pairing: EricCalleigh
Chapter: 3. It's Better To Put Your Emotions Aside
Eric was doing his laps again. Yesterday at work was really bad and he needed the refreshment. He hoped that Calleigh wouldn't turn up today. He didn't feel like confronting her. Not after what happened yesterday. Not after what she did.
Eric was out of luck. Calleigh was standing on the edge of the pool as usual. She'd dragged herself out of bed and driven here automatically and she was actually sitting in her car for a good ten minutes debating whether or not to come inside. Eventually she dragged herself into the change rooms and changed. Here she was and there he was.
Yesterday at work was incredibly tense. They avoided each other and hardly talked. Usually they worked really well on cases because they communicated but now they did the same thing twice and didn't think about the case and missed fibres until they realised when they rechecked it. Their thoughts weren't on the case so their work was exceptionally bad.
It was lucky that Horatio was working on another case otherwise they would've each gotten a stern talking to. The way things were going Calleigh almost planned to come here. In her mind. When she actually did automatically drive here she was scared. Scared that her mind had gotten the better of her and forced her to make up with him.
Eric knew that it couldn't continue like this. Them, that is. Their work was too disturbed and it affected their view. But right now he was too hurt to confront Calleigh. He tried to relax and when he got to the end of the lap he turned over to his back and started swimming backstroke.
He saw someone standing on the edge of the pool. No, who was it? No, it couldn't be. How could she come here again after what she did yesterday? How could she? All his concentration left his swimming and went to the figure on the side of the pool. The one standing there with no shame or obvious feelings.
He shut his eyes and felt the pain from yesterday sweep over him again. It ebbed and flowed like the tide at the beach and he powered ahead with his backstroke. Not realising that he'd passed the flags that signalled that the end of the pool was coming up. Not realising that he was swimming too fast. Not caring.
Calleigh watched Eric power by her and get faster and faster. Too fast. He passed the flags that indicated to back strokers that the end was coming up. There was no change in his stride. If anything he'd gotten quicker. Calleigh tried to call out but her voice caught in her throat as she watched him swim faster and faster to the pool wall.
Eric swum faster and faster for the pool wall. He collided with it and a great spray of blood. The blood spread quickly throughout the pool and dyed it a quick red. Calleigh looked terrified and jumped in, desperate to save Eric. She grabbed him and managed to somehow haul him out of the pool.
His hair was plastered to his head and he was bleeding terribly. Calleigh grabbed her bag with shaky hands and got her cell phone out. She tried to dial 911 but her hands were shaking to bad so she took a deep breath and retried to dial the three numbers. She managed to smooth the tremors in her voice and ask for an ambulance.
(AN: So sorry to make this so short I just really need to finish this. I tried to make up with lack of length with a huge amount of drama. Don't shoot me. Promise to make it up to you guys next chapter. Remember to review!)
Summary: EricCalleigh. Despite the title this isn't a story about a stalker. Eric and Calleigh meet up at a pool every day for a week. Secrets are exposed and contact is guaranteed. =P R&R pretty please!
Disclaimer: Don't own Eric or Calleigh or Horatio.
Pairing: EricCalleigh
Chapter: 3. It's Better To Put Your Emotions Aside
Eric was doing his laps again. Yesterday at work was really bad and he needed the refreshment. He hoped that Calleigh wouldn't turn up today. He didn't feel like confronting her. Not after what happened yesterday. Not after what she did.
Eric was out of luck. Calleigh was standing on the edge of the pool as usual. She'd dragged herself out of bed and driven here automatically and she was actually sitting in her car for a good ten minutes debating whether or not to come inside. Eventually she dragged herself into the change rooms and changed. Here she was and there he was.
Yesterday at work was incredibly tense. They avoided each other and hardly talked. Usually they worked really well on cases because they communicated but now they did the same thing twice and didn't think about the case and missed fibres until they realised when they rechecked it. Their thoughts weren't on the case so their work was exceptionally bad.
It was lucky that Horatio was working on another case otherwise they would've each gotten a stern talking to. The way things were going Calleigh almost planned to come here. In her mind. When she actually did automatically drive here she was scared. Scared that her mind had gotten the better of her and forced her to make up with him.
Eric knew that it couldn't continue like this. Them, that is. Their work was too disturbed and it affected their view. But right now he was too hurt to confront Calleigh. He tried to relax and when he got to the end of the lap he turned over to his back and started swimming backstroke.
He saw someone standing on the edge of the pool. No, who was it? No, it couldn't be. How could she come here again after what she did yesterday? How could she? All his concentration left his swimming and went to the figure on the side of the pool. The one standing there with no shame or obvious feelings.
He shut his eyes and felt the pain from yesterday sweep over him again. It ebbed and flowed like the tide at the beach and he powered ahead with his backstroke. Not realising that he'd passed the flags that signalled that the end of the pool was coming up. Not realising that he was swimming too fast. Not caring.
Calleigh watched Eric power by her and get faster and faster. Too fast. He passed the flags that indicated to back strokers that the end was coming up. There was no change in his stride. If anything he'd gotten quicker. Calleigh tried to call out but her voice caught in her throat as she watched him swim faster and faster to the pool wall.
Eric swum faster and faster for the pool wall. He collided with it and a great spray of blood. The blood spread quickly throughout the pool and dyed it a quick red. Calleigh looked terrified and jumped in, desperate to save Eric. She grabbed him and managed to somehow haul him out of the pool.
His hair was plastered to his head and he was bleeding terribly. Calleigh grabbed her bag with shaky hands and got her cell phone out. She tried to dial 911 but her hands were shaking to bad so she took a deep breath and retried to dial the three numbers. She managed to smooth the tremors in her voice and ask for an ambulance.
(AN: So sorry to make this so short I just really need to finish this. I tried to make up with lack of length with a huge amount of drama. Don't shoot me. Promise to make it up to you guys next chapter. Remember to review!)