A/N: Lyrics in this chapter taken from "Kiss From A Rose" by Seal. Far cry from what I usually listen to. I am not responsible for the accuracy of these lyrics; blame if I screwed up. Also, I do not intend for the verses to be in correct order.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. Trust me, if it were possible, I would have bought David Caruso years ago.

There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea.

For the first few seconds he saw her each day, his heart stopped beating, just long enough for him to drink in the sight of her.

You became the light on the dark side of me.

He never grew tired of seeing her, the way he had tired of Yelena. When he looked at Yelena, all he saw were images of what his brother had been, what he had had.

Love remains...a drug that's the high and not the pill...

Yelena tortured him. She manipulated him. She acted like she owned him. She was the mistress, he the servent. That was how it was with Yelena.

But did you know that when it snows...

But not with her.

My eyes become large and the light that you shine can't be seen.

When he saw her, no matter what, the day found new meaning.

Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose of the grey.

All she had to do was smile, and he fell for her all over again. Fell for that irresistible, unintentional seduction.

Ooh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels.

And when he watched her walk away, her shimmering, golden cascade of hair swaying with her steps, a part of him went with her.

And now that your rose is in bloom, a light hits the gloom on the grey.

She couldn't breathe when he was around.

There is so much a man can tell you.

When he smiled, she stopped breathing.

So much he can say.

When he looked at her with those impossible blue eyes, she stopped breathing.

You remain...my power.

When she watched him stare off into the sunset, his flaming hair tossed about in the breeze, she stopped breathing.

My pleasure.

When he was close enough, when his voice dropped into that octave that made anything sound sensual, her lungs stopped working until he was done speaking.

My pain.

And he didn't even notice what he did to her. At least it didn't seem like it.

To me, you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny.

For some reason, she found herself seeming jealous whenever he talked to Yelena. She knew she was being stupid.

Won't you tell me that it's healthy, babe?

After all, she was his brother's widow.

But did you know...

But was that all? Was that really all she was to him?

That when it snows...

She realized that she was again thinking about herself. Not Yelena. Yelena didn't need any help getting a man.

My eyes become large...

Calleigh needed help, but not getting a man. More like getting over one.

And the light that you shine can't be seen?

He had dreamt about her for several nights now.

There is so much a man can tell you.

Each time, he woke up panting, trying to drive the sight of her from his mind.

So much he can say.

But she didn't leave.

You remain...my power.

The images he had of her, real and fictitious, melded together until he started to get angry at himself for not keeping his work and his desires separate.

My pleasure.

In the morning he would get up, get dressed, and try to figure out how to face those vibrant green eyes again.

My pain.

She woke up in the middle of the night sweating, mad at herself.

Baby, I compare you to a kiss form a rose on the grey.

She had to get him off her mind, or she would never stop having dreams like this.

Ooh, the more I get of you the stranger it feels.

Dreams where they weren't separate...

And now that your rose is in bloom

Dreams where they were finally one...

A light hits the gloom on the grey.

She had to push him out of her head.

But did you know...that when is snows...

She would take a shower to wash away the sweat, and would hide it all with a smile like a true Southerner.

My eyes become large...

He needed her. He wanted her. He was compelled to be near her.

And the light that you shine can't be seen?

She loved him. She longed for him. She had to force herself to be away from him.

Now that your rose is in bloom, a light hits the gloom on the grey.

But duty calls.

Okay, a bit fluffy. The rest is more plot-involved. But with plenty of Calleigh/Horatio interaction and such!