This took a bit longer to write than I thought but it's here now. Read'n'reveiw!

They are getting over it. Slowly.

The pain is still there but only if you look in their eyes.

Calleigh snapped first.

I watched her in reception talking to a suspect called Byran Middlebrook. The guy was defending himself in court. Idiot.

She was handling it well. That is, until he advanced on her.

I knew I had only seconds to act.

I put myself between Calleigh and Byran and had the shock of my life when he walked straight through me.

Sudden warmth flooded my veins and I almost felt as if I was alive again.

Then, as soon as it came, it was gone.

In my moment of shock, I had forgotten Calleigh.

I wheeled around and saw Eric standing between her and the suspect. Protectively.

Eric was close to hitting the guy when Calleigh stepped in and diffused the situation.

She was also furious, but didn't show it.

She talked calmly to Byran for a moment and he seemed satisfied with what she said because he left without a backwards glance.

Calleigh turned around to stare at Eric. Her eyes were burning with rage. "Why did you undermine me?" She demanded.

"I just thought…"

"Well, don't." She stalked off in the direction of ballistics leaving Eric looking stunned.

"What was that?" he muttered to himself.

We had always tried to protect Calleigh. She was normally slightly flattered but ignored our attempts to keep her out of danger.

I felt sorry for Eric at that moment. She had bitten his head off and he was only trying to help her.

If Eric and I traded places, I would have done the same.

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I didn't follow Calleigh or Eric.

They deserve their privacy.

I went to look for Horatio.

There was a kid in the department and I figured that hanging around with the kid would be a sure-fire way to find him.

Normally I avoid kids.

That's Horatio's job.

The rest of us usually stay out of the way when there is a kid involved.

But today, the kid wasn't talking and he certainly wouldn't talk to me.

He was called Stevie.

When Horatio came to see Stevie I had been waiting for half an hour.

I didn't mind.

I could wait forever.

The poor kid had wet himself while waiting.

Either, he didn't know where the toilets were and was too embarrassed to ask, or, he was terrified.

I'm willing to bet on the latter.

Horatio talked to him for a moment in that oh-so soothing way and then called Yelina.

"This is Detective Salas. She's going to get you cleaned up, OK?"

Stevie nodded and Horatio left, whispering something to Yelina on the way out.

He waited outside the room for Yelina to come out.

When she did, Horatio spoke to her.

"I need you to take Stevie home with you tonight, until we can get foster care for him. Is that alright?"

She nodded, her brown curls bouncing around her shoulders.

"Sure."

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I didn't catch up with Horatio again until later.

I spent my day drifting through the lab, occasionally catching glimpses of Calleigh or Eric rushing around with their hands full with files or crates.

I went to visit Alexx for a while.

She had no autopsies to do at that moment and she was finishing off paperwork when I came in.

I drifted over and leant down to read what she was writing.

Without realising it, I leant too far and for the second time in one day, felt the warmth of flesh again.

Alexx shivered and I quickly moved away.

I obviously made humans feel cold when I touched them by accident.

"Timmy?"

It was Alexx speaking.

"Is that you?"

I had a sudden, crazy idea that she could see me.

I turned and headed for her again. She was peering over her shoulder and looking suspiciously at a spot to the left of me.

She couldn't see me.

But she felt me.

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Horatio was angry.

I don't know why.

I was in the morgue when I heard him talking quickly into his cell and heading out of the building.

I followed him and leapt into the front seat of his hummer.

He was heading through the streets of Miami at top speed, sirens on, ignoring lights and all other traffic.

Suddenly he slowed and crept along a quiet suburban street.

For a second I was confused, until I saw the car up ahead of us.

It was big and black, and a hand reached out of the driver's side window.

In the hand, was a gun.

In an instant I knew.

I suddenly recognised the house.

It was Yelina's house; where Stevie had gone to stay.

He had been orphaned by a shoot out earlier and now, the perp had come to finish him off.

The shooting started, ripping up the front of the house.

Horatio leapt from the car, his own gun drawn.

A small army of patrol cars emerged from various hiding places but the black car sped off. Horatio was shouting orders to the patrols; he wanted this man caught.

The house was in pretty bad shape and Horatio was scared as he turned to it.

Scared of what he might find inside.

There was no movement in the house.

Suddenly, the front door opened and Yelina, looking terrified, came out, followed by her son, Ray, and Stevie.

Horatio breathed a sigh of relief and headed towards the small party from inside the house.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah, thanks for the heads-up. It gave us a chance to cover ourselves."

"I can't ask you to look after Stevie anymore. Hang in there."

Horatio took Stevie by the hand and lead him to the car.

As he got into the car, he saw a man emerge from Yelina's house.

Yelina hugged this man and as she did, I saw Horatio's previously fearful look turn to one of sadness.

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The next day the court case of Byran Middlebrook started.

Horatio realised that they weren't going to win it, so he called Calleigh back at the lab.

"Calleigh, this isn't going to work. We need more evidence."

"I'm trying Horatio but it takes time. Eric and I will run it to you as soon as we are done."

"Good. See you as soon as."

Eric and Calleigh worked quickly.

While they were waiting for some results, they chatted in a friendly way, their earlier argument as good as forgotten.

That was until Eric brought it up.

"Are you undermining me?" he asked playfully.

"Oh, that. Eric, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped."

"That's ok."

At that moment, the printer clicked into life and a sheet dropped into the tray. Calleigh picked it up and scanned it.

"This is it. We've got him."

"You call Horatio. I'll drive."

Damn that printer. If it hadn't printed out at that moment, then Calleigh might, she just might have let Eric in.

It was almost possible to see something happen between them, when you watch from another angle.

But the moment would always pass and they would go back to their own lives.

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Calleigh came into the courtroom and sat smugly at Horatio's side.

When the judge sentenced guilty, the relief that washed over them was tangible.

They both wanted to see Byran in jail, and both got their wish.