A/N: Thanks for the reviews! This is the best input that I've gotten on the very first chapter! Now then, on with the writing!
Disclaimer: Usual disclaimer. I own nothing except the plot line… which I don't even really own that… seeing as how I got my idea from a song…
Calleigh opened the door to the ballistics lab, ready to pull her gun at a moment's notice. Cautiously, she stepped into her usual haunt. Nothing seemed out of place at face value, but then again, nothing's as it seems and this is only face value. Looking around, her feeling of doom calmed, but it still lingered; ready to mount if anything happened. Calleigh relaxed slightly, but was still tense. "Calleigh." Calleigh nearly jumped out of her skin at the sound of the voice behind her. Turning and drawing her .9 mm, Calleigh aimed at whoever crept up behind her, ready to shoot if it were someone who would seem to want to harm her.
Eric stepped back a couple of paces to give Calleigh space and time to see who she was aiming at. "Whoa, Calleigh. It's just me. No need to shoot me."
"I'm sorry Eric. I just got the oddest feeling that something was about to happen. Something bad. I don't know. I'm probably just being paranoid."
"It's cool, Cal. No harm, no foul. Just, put the gun away, ok? You're dangerous with that thing." Calleigh laughed. She felt much more at ease with Eric near. No Calleigh! Eric can't be your hero! He's just your friend! Handle this yourself, the way you have every other time!
What if I need a hero this time?
Calleigh Duquesne, you are stronger than anything in Miami. You just want to play the damsel in distress card so that you can win your CO-WORKER. That's against the rules! You know that! He's just your friend!
But I want him to be more than that…
No, Calleigh. He is your friend, and your friend he will remain. You know what happens when you get emotionally attached.
I know, but he may be different.
May be. Do you want to take that chance? If you truly do care for him, you'll keep him as a friend, nothing more.
Fine. Calleigh still continued to fight with herself. She knew that it was better having someone there, but her reasonable side was right. She had taken care of herself before, she can do it again. Why risk a perfect friendship for someone who may be different. There was no solid proof that he actually was, so why ruin something good? "Calleigh? Calleigh? Cal. Cal!"
"Oh wha… sorry. I was just thinking."
"You're really out of it today. Are you sure you're ok?"
"Eric Delko. I've told you: I'm fine. Stop worrying so much. Anyways, what did you need?"
"Horatio wants us to team up on a new case. It's at 1542 Jay Street. Let's go." The dread that Calleigh had been feeling earlier once again slipped it's way into her system. Calleigh felt her adrenaline rising and the hairs on the back of her neck stand. This can't be good.
Calleigh allowed Eric to help her into the state issued Hummers. She loved how big they were because she felt that if needed, she had enough room to hide from any threat. With the feeling that was running rampant through her, she felt that she may have to use that advantage. When they arrived on scene, everything looked normal. Nice neighborhood, clean yard, nice house. Everything had a certain cozy feel to it. When they got inside the house, everything still seemed normal. "That's odd."
"What?"
"It seems that there's nothing wrong here. There should be blood, or a body, or something. But there's nothing." A cold shiver ran down Calleigh's spine. They had to get out, or something bad was going to happen: to them.
A/N: Sorry this chapter is so short. It's 1:30 am, so my brain isn't fully functional anymore. I'll try to write more later today after I wake up. Read and Review!