Forty minutes later Calleigh was balancing the lasagne to take to Tyler. Ryan had instructed Calleigh to leave it in the staff lounge and was on her way to the AV Lab.
The men were waiting for her with the tapes organised, ready for review.
"All set?" Calleigh asked with a forced smile.
Tyler closed his eyes as the smell of the lasagne and bread wafted toward him.
"Should I put this in the fridge?" Calleigh asked holding up the lasagne.
Tyler shook his head and held out his hands to take the container from her. "I'll walk you through it," Tyler said and Eric's eyes widened. "I'm really hungry!" Tyler said defensively.
Tyler moved back from the equipment with his food and Calleigh took a seat in front of the computer.
"The first tape from inside the store, behind the counter is ready to view," Tyler instructed. "You just need to push enter. To fast forward on the tape press Alt F."
Eric glanced and Calleigh who was holding her breath. He followed Tyler's instructions, hoping to God that this wasn't the tape from midnight to five a.m.
"The time at the bottom of the tape says three-thirty," Calleigh said.
Tyler looked up from his food. "Right."
Eric pressed Alt-F to fast forward on the tape to suddenly see Eric walk in the store with Calleigh, dressed for a date rather than a casual drink. If she were to observe as though she were watching any other tape, she would say their behaviour was loose but they weren't too rowdy. As Eric put the condoms on the counter, Calleigh pulled money to pay for it. Eric's hand moved from her back to her butt, which he patted then squeezed.
"Oh dear God," Calleigh said, looking away from the screen.
There it was, plain as day. CSI Eric Delko grabbing the backside of CSI Calleigh 'Bullet-Girl' Duquesne . Two people who try every day to earn the respect and honour of being a police officer and they were doing acts of foreplay in a corner store on video.
Eric pressed Alt-F to fast forward past their presence in the store which included Calleigh kissing Eric, Eric kissing Calleigh and the pair stumbling out of the store.
Tyler looked up from his food. "Anything yet?"
Calleigh's eyes widened and she looked at him over her shoulder. "Are you watching?"
Tyler shook his head. "This is fantastic. My mom doesn't make lasagne this good and she's from Sicily."
Eric cleared his throat. "Time of death for the bakery workers was five a.m. so we should check around there."
Tyler finished his pasta, washing it down with a ginger ale Calleigh had brought him from the break room.
Eric got up for Tyler to get onto the controls and it look less than two minutes for them to find the man who purchased the Super-Glue. They printed off a still of the suspect and found the outside surveillance had him walking up to the store and leaving on foot.
"It's too bad you couldn't print the counter," Tyler said as they were leaving.
"Why's that?" Eric asked.
"Store keeper was Windexed the glass after he left," Tyler said, pointing to the camera.
"He might not have gotten everything," Calleigh said.
"What's that?" Greg asked, pointing at Calleigh's infrared flashlight.
"I'm using this to see if you missed any blood when you used Windex on the counter," Calleigh said absently as she studied the surface. "Eric."
Eric leaned down to the counter to see the droplet of blood on the edge. "Yeah, me too." He swabbed it, sprayed it and smiled when it turned pink.
"We can run this through CODIS and maybe we'll get lucky," Eric said.
Calleigh took out a picture. "Is this the man who you sold the Super Glue?"
Greg nodded. "He's never been in the store before." He gave Eric a funny look. "Most of the hispanic people who live in this area look like you."
"Right," Calleigh noted. "Is there anything else you can tell me?"
"He had good teeth," Greg said and Calleigh and Eric exchanged glanced. Greg flashed them his straight smile. "Braces and headgear for three years. It becomes habit to notice people's teeth."
"Thank you," Calleigh said, picking up her kit. "We'll be in touch."
Eric was quiet on the ride back to the lab. He shut off the car and leaned back against the headrest. Calleigh studied him, his lips forming frown as his brow furrowed in thought. She wanted to reach across the car and wipe away the lines of worry; she wanted to climb in his lap and kiss him until he smiled again like he did on Sunday.
"Eric?" she paused as she took off her seat belt.
"We still don't know why these two women," Eric said, getting out of the car. Calleigh jumped when Eric slammed the door.
Calleigh followed him into the lab, catching up to him in the elevator. Throwing aside the risk at what people would say, she decided to give in and she took his hand with hers. Eric looked down at her hand on his and turned his over, interlacing their fingers.
"We'll find out why," she said softly.
Eric brought her hand up to his mouth and kissed her fingers. "I know."
Looking into his eyes, she could see the hunger he had for her earlier that morning. Calleigh's face and neck flushed and she tried not to look at his lips. Eric put his kit down and reached past Calleigh across the elevator to press the emergency stop button.
Bracing herself, she worried what Eric might do. Images of Calleigh and Eric going at it were flashing through her mind. It made her heart race as she pictured him pushing himself into her with her back against the wall, using the rail as leverage and her pants around her ankles.
He smiled, noticing the flush in her skin and her downcast eyes as she avoided his gaze. Pulling her to him Eric kissed her cheek tenderly.
Calleigh took a step back, pulling her hand away from him. "We shouldn't... you know."
Eric nodded and pressed the emergency stop button, the elevator car jarring as it started again.
"It's too bad the Hummer doesn't have tinted windows," Calleigh whispered, smiling secretively.
Eric's jaw dropped slightly. "Oh yeah? Borrow it for a stakeout?"
The doors opened to see Alexx waiting patiently. Eric looked at Alexx with a boyish smile - knowing what she knew, Alexx smiiled at the pair knowingly.
"Good thing I'm not in a rush," Alexx commented, crossing her arms.
Eric looked down at Calleigh and then to Alexx. "What is she talking about?" he asked, trying to sound innocent.
"Please," Alexx scoffed, holding up her hand to Eric. "Honey, my kids have a better poker face."
"C'mon," Calleigh said, biting her lip.
Calleigh walked the blood they swabbed from the corner store to Valera. Eric found Ryan in the lab, his head in his hands, watching the finger prints run through the database.
"Hey," Eric said, taking a seat next to Ryan. "Where are we so far?"
"Well most of the prints in the store are unknowns, which isn't unusual," Ryan said, sounding tired and bored. "Many of the prints matched Carmen and Elena. I'm running the ones you collected in the office now."
Eric handed Ryan a coke. "Have a little caffeine."
"Thanks." Ryan nodded and cracked open the can, looking the lab. "Where's Calleigh?"
Eric shrugged. "With Valera, I think. We got some blood off the counter at the corner store."
"I hope that's more fruitful than this," Ryan said, nodding toward the computer screen.
The computer beeped, letting Ryan and Eric know they had a match.
"Pedro DiSoto," Eric read.
The mug shot looked identical to the picture from the surveillance tapes.
"Arrested for armed robbery in '97 and assault in 2001," Eric said
Ryan printed up the file for them to use. "Last known address outside Miami by forty minutes."
"Road trip," Eric said.
