Hey all. I don't own CSI: Miami, or any of the characters. Just borrowing. Please review. It is the right thing to do. Really helps the self-esteem.

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Ryan hadn't told anyone what the doctor had said about his eye. He knew he probably shouldn't be working, and so did Horatio. That's why H. insisted on partnering him with Calleigh. She would take care of him. Therefore, when Cal and Ryan were headed to a double homicide, she drove.

"So are we almost there?" Ryan asked, frustrated that he wasn't driving.

The frustration was showing, because Calleigh answered "Soon. What's the rush?"

"Nothing, I just get bored when I'm not driving."

"I'll Turn the radio on for you," Cal said, pressing the dial for the radio. The song on the radio obviously wasn't what Ryan had wanted, because he huffed and turned the station.

"Stupid song." He said, sitting back.

"What's up with your attitude?" Cal asked. "You're being a jerk." Ryan just turned his head to look out the window.

"Are we there yet?" he asked again.

"Yes." Calleigh pulled over to the side of the road. She got out of the car, and Ryan did likewise.

They were greeted by an officer. "Hey guys. Right in here." He led them toward the front door. "From what I can tell, they look like a husband and a wife."

"Thank you." Calleigh went into the door to which he was pointing. Ryan thanked him too, and followed her.

The door turned out to lead to the kitchen.

"They do look like they're married. Look at the matching work-out clothes. Cute couple." Cal said, walking over to the refrigerator.

"Yeah, exactly what I was thinking," Ryan said sarcastically.

"Their names are Jenny and Derek Anderson. Thank goodness for a cluttered fridge. There's a lot of personal information up here. I take it she never made it to her meeting at work." She said. "It doesn't look like they have kids, and with all the pictures up here, you'd think they'd have a picture of them up on the fridge."

"Mmhmm." Ryan didn't look up from what he was doing. Just then, Alexx walked in the door.

"Hey Alexx, we've got a husband and wife here." Calleigh said.

"Sweet couple. They must have been headed somewhere to work out." She said, kneeling next to the woman.

"Yeah, how adorable. You girls can be so pathetic and stupid sometimes. Always calling people hun, like you really care."

"Ryan, why don't we go collect evidence outside? Maybe There's a point of entrance." Calleigh took Ryan by the arm and lead him to the sliding glass door. Once they were outside, Cal closed the door.

"What's up with your attitude? You're being a jerk. What happened to the Ryan I knew?" She asked.

"Nothing, he's still here. I've just been stressed lately. Sorry." He said, looking down.

"It's okay, im sorry you're so stressed. Is it by any chance about your eye? She asked, worriedly. She'd seen how he needed to get closer to things to read them, and how he couldn't exactly see that many details in things. He'd been squinting lately.

"Yeah, sort of." Ryan looked around at the sprawling back yard. "There's a pool, and, an out building out there." He pointed. "Maybe that's where their workout equipment is stored." He continued, changing the subject.

Calleigh pursed her lips, and decided not to push it with the eye thing. "Why don't you go check that out? Ill go back in and process the kitchen."