Chapter 2 - And I thought I was done with this story! I guess I really like CaRWash when I think about it too much, but I definately always loved how these two interact. Remember spoilers from season three: 'the slender innocent Ryan'. Here ya go!

Calleigh went home with butterflies in her stomach and came back to the lab with them. While she spoke with Eric she saw you know who down the hall, gesturing for her to come.

"I'm gonna be at the scene," he said.

"Yeah," she glanced around him trying not to blush, "I'll catch you later." Eric walked off and rushed up to him.

"Hey," she blushed freely, "last night was...whoa!" Ryan grabbed her hand and pulled her round a corner. She laughed.

"Calleigh!"

"What?" she grinned.

"Listen to me," he became serious, "I can't find the evidence."

"What evidence?" she got concerned.

"The one from yesterday, on the table, I can't find it..."

"Did you check the whole room?"

"Yes and even the evidence locker. What am I gonna do, Calleigh? You gotta help me, please." He ended up begging.

"Okay. First, you're going to tell Horatio..."

"What, no! I don't wanna lose my job!"

"You won't, he's not like that, believe me," she reassured.

"I can't, I can't, there must be another way."

"I'll help you look."

"Jeeze, Calleigh, thanks!" as he was running away he came back and gave her a quick smuch on the cheek. She sighed watching his sexy body disappear.

Calleigh made a visit to the room they were in the night before. 'So much memories in this place now, I definately won't forget...' She drifted off for a little. '...Focus, Calleigh.' She placed her kit on the table then put on a pair of gloves. He was right: the table was bare, not a spek on it but she dusted for prints anyway. As she did so she had a flashback of the kiss they shared. It was so romantic, she still couldn't believe his hot lips were on hers - and he tasted so good...Calleigh stopped her thoughts before they went further, preventing a certain urge.

The two met back in the print lab. Calleigh sat at the desk.

"What did you get?" Ryan asked anxiously.

"Nothing - sorry." She gazed sadly at him as he covered his face with his hands then ran them through his hair.

"What am I gonna do...?"

"Hey," Horatio appeared in the lab. Ryan's eyes popped out still looking at her. "Mr. Wolfe, what's going on?"

"Horatio," he faced him, "something happened - I, I uh - lost the evidence." In shame he hung his head. Calleigh pat him on the shoulder then left.

"When did this happen?"

"Last night, I was finishing processing, Cal. was there."

"Okay, tell me exactly, what you did with the evidence."

"After she left, I bagged it, initialed I then put it in the evidence locker. I don't know what happened, H., I, please don't fire me!"

"Calm down, Mr. Wolfe, we'll figure this out. But don't tell anyone." Ryan nodded then Horatio left. He sniffled falling back into a chair crying quietly as dogs do. 'Okay, Horatio is going to handle this, I have nothing to worry about, fhew.' He calmed his nerves. A few seconds passed when the door flung open with a smash!

"Ahhh!" Ryan shrieked at the sight of MEAN, OLD Stetler standing in front of him giving him a threatening look...

Ryan entered the interrogation room followed by him. He stood still by the black table while Rick locked the door and closed the blinds. This wasn't the typical glass covered, see-through sunny room, it was enclosed and dark. Suddenly he froze with his back to him.

"Take a seat," he said kindly. Ryan plopped right into the chair without looking away from him. "Mr. Wolfe," he faced him from the opposite side of the table.

"Y-y-yes, Sir?" Ryan stuttered.

"Do you know why I called you in here?"

"N-n-no, Sir."

"Of coarse you do, Wolfe!" he slammed his palms onto the table in front of him. The C.S.I. jumped in fright.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Don't lie to me, I can have you arrested!" Ryan began to panic, but then he thought of something else.

"If you keep doing this then you'll be arrested."

"Arrest me?" he asked sarcastically, "Arrest me?" In a split second he flew round the table and grabbed him by the collar...

Meanwhile outside, Calleigh heared the yelling and whimpering from the room and raced to find Horatio.

"Horatio!" she saw him with Natalia.

"Yes?"

"Something's going on, I think it's Stetler and Ryan, c'mon!" The three of them followed her...

"Admit that you lost the picture frame!"

"Yes, okay, I lost it," Ryan cried, "I don't know how it happened! Please don't hurt me."

"Hurt you?! You lost the only chance of catching the murderer, lives are in danger, it's all your fault and you are gonna pay for it!"

The others arrived outside to hear the horrible fight going on inside. Horatio tried to open the door but it was locked.

"Rick! Open this door, now!" He struggled with the knob for a bit, then Rick came bolting out in an instant.

"Let him run," Horatio told them as they watched him bend the corner.

"Ryan?" Calleigh went in first. He was lying unconcious on the floor beside the chair. "What did he do to you?" She knelt by his side searching for bruises but couldn't find any. She watched over him while Horatio asked Natalia to get Alexx.

About an hour later, Alexx had him in her office on her couch with his head on her lap.

"There's nothing wrong with him, Calleigh..."

"Then what happened to him?" she asked curiously with them staring at her.

"He just fainted, that's all. Why are you getting so worked up?"

"I'm not."

"Then why are you pacing?"

"I'm not." Calleigh noticed herself and sat down in embarrassment. Soon their pagers went off.

"We got a scene," Horatio sighed, "Mam, stay here with Mr. Wolfe." Calleigh nodded and the others left the room. As soon as they were out of sight, she rushed to his side. She stared at his beautiful features as he rested and smiled. He moaned.

"Shhh."

"Where are we?" his eyes squinted open.

"In Alexx's office, they're gone to a scene and left me to watch you. Isn't that cool?"

"Mmm, yeah," he said wearily. Calleigh only grinned.