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Calleigh couldn't believe her ears. Lost him? Horatio? How could this be possible? Calleigh stood up to go to the operating room. She had to see him. She had to get away from the doctor who lost the love of her life. Suddenly, she felt angry. She wanted revenge. "How could you lose him," Calleigh yelled at the doctor. "How?"
"Miss, you didn't let me finish." Calleigh looked up at him with a renewed hope. "We lost him during the operation, but were able to resuscitate him. He's in critical condition right now, but we have the bullet out of him and things are looking good. He has an 80 chance of living. You can go see him now if you like." An 80 chance of living. Calleigh felt as if she could cry from the relief. He's going to be okay, just like I thought. I knew he would make it. Now I just have to tell him how I feel where he can hear me. Calleigh followed the doctor to Horatio's room and found Horatio sleeping. She turned to the doctor to let him know that he could leave. At first the doctor lingered, but Calleigh shot him a look that made him take the hint to GO AWAY. Calleigh walked over to the hospital bed that Horatio was in. He looked so small in that huge bed that Calleigh just wanted him to be out of it and looking like his normal, muscular, 6'1" self. "Hey, Handsome. How're you feelin'?"
"Like shit. But seeing you makes me feel much better."
"Horatio, there's something that I never got to tell you before you passed out."
"What is it?" Calleigh's breath caught. This was it, the moment that Horatio found out how she felt. She felt nauseous, but she liked the feeling this time. "Before you passed out, I wanted you to know how I felt about you."
"Do you still feel the same way?"
"Even more so now."
"How do you feel about me?"
"Horatio… what I'm wanting to tell you is the same thing you told me, just the other way around. I love you, Horatio. Not John, not some random guy on the street, you. Just you." There. She had said it. She told him. She felt wonderful. "You really feel that way about me?"
"Yes. That's why I was saying all of that in front of Hagen and smiled at you the way I did. Unlike some other girls around here, I don't like to send out mixed messages."
"Who are some other girls?"
"I don't know. I just know that some other girls in Miami make a hobby out of sending nice guys mixed messages."
"Oh." Horatio smiled at Calleigh. When he had told Calleigh of his feelings for her, Horatio thought that she would turn from him. He now felt as if a great weight had been lifted off of his shoulders. Now he had something to ask her.