Ch.7
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Author's Note: Wow. Chapter 7! I hope this is going the right way for you guys. Leave a review with your suggestions. Or, you could review for whatever. Ask me how my day was, I really don't care, just talk to me: ) : )
"God, where's the doctor?" Eric thought angrily. He had been awake for almost two hours, and he wanted to leave. And, just like that, the doctor walked in his room.
"Hi," she said, "I'm Dr. Kamala. "I'm glad to see you've woken up. How are you feeling?"
"I feel great," Eric replied, making himself as convincing as he could.
"Good," she began checking his vitals. Eric complied patiently, trying to keep still. When she finished, she looked satisfied. "Well, your vitals are all normal. If you fell okay, you may leave, but stay away from strong medicines and working to hard, okay?"
"Okay, thanks." That was easier than Eric thought it would be, but hey. Whatever works. The doctor took off all his tubes and such before leaving. Eric immediately hoped out of bed the minute the door closed. His head spun for a minute, but he passed the pain over.
It was then he realized that he didn't have anything to wear. He walked over to the room phone and called Horatio's cell.
"Caine."
"H, it's Eric. They're letting me leave, but I don't have any clothes. Can you stop by my place and pick some up?"
"Sure, I've got a break in a few minutes."
"Thanks, there's a spare key in my desk."
"Okay bye." Eric hung up, and sat down in a chair impatiently, waiting for his clothes.
Horatio dropped Eric of at his home, reassuring him that there was really no rush when he got back to work.
"Don't worry, I'll be there tomorrow."
"Don't push yourself." Eric gave him a wave as the hummer pulled out. Eric picked up all his papers from when he was gone on the way inside, but didn't give them a close look.
He spent what seemed like hours sorting his mail, reading papers, and getting caught up on everything. The latest paper had a fairly large article about the hijacking.
"Just what I need," He thought when he saw it. His home phone rung and Eric desperately tried to rescue it from the couch before the person hung up. Finally, he managed to locate it.
"Hello?"
"Eric, its Horatio. They put Calleigh in a regular room, so she can have visitors. You want me to pick you up?"
"No that's alright," Eric replied. "I had a friend bring my car over while I was gone."
"Okay, I'll see you in a bit." Eric sighed in relief. If Calleigh was in a normal room, she had to be improving. He quickly got ready and left in haste.
Eric held his breath as he walked down the hall to Calleigh's room. Pausing at her door, he prepared himself for what she might be like. He opened the door and walked in, and could not express the relief he felt seeing her propped up on several pillows reading a magazine. Eric wanted to laugh, but still felt the butterflies in the pit of his stomach.
"Hi, Calleigh." He said quietly. He had obviously beaten Horatio here. She looked up and smiled at him.
"Eric," She replied hoarsely. Eric pulled a chair up to her bedside, might as well get comfortable.
"How are you feeling?" He asked, still worriedly.
"Well, I'm still trying to get the feeling in my foot back, but other than that, I'm absolutely wonderful." Eric wasn't sure if she was being sarcastic or what. He resolved it with a smile.
"Has Horatio stopped by yet?"
"No-hey, when did they let you go?"
Eric smiled, of coarse she would be jealous. "Just a few hours ago." He reassured her. "How long do you have?"
"I don't know, the doctor isn't the most up to date person." She noted. Eric privately agreed. "In fact, I haven't harassed her about leaving in a few hours. I should call her."
Eric remained quiet. He was so happy that she was practically her normal self again. That night…he was so sure that she wouldn't make it. He felt angry at himself for not believing in her.
"Are you okay Eric?" Calleigh asked worriedly. He looked up at her, and gave a small nod.
"I'm just really glad you're okay," he choked. Calleigh was touched by behavior, but he was acting regretfully.
"Eric," she said softly, "none of this was your fault."
Eric bit his lip and was startled by the door opening. Calleigh threw him one last worried look before turning to her new visitor.
"Horatio, hi."
Horatio took a seat on the other side of Calleigh, pulling out a large container. "How are you doing?"
"Fine-is that food?" she said quickly eying the container.
"Yah," he replied handing it to her. "I picked it up on the way here." Calleigh immediately began eating fast, making Horatio and Eric give her a look.
"What?" She asked innocently. "The food here sucks."
Horatio and Eric left Calleigh with the promise of coming back after shift and bringing more food the next day.
So, I'm toying with a plot that ties with this, but I'm not sure if I should add it to this, or make a sequel. For the remainder of this story, I want to get Eric and Calleigh together, they make a great couple. Please review. Thanks.
