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"But I love you," she added. He looked surprized as if he hadn't heard her tell him before. And suddenly they heard footsteps run away from the door...

She gasped and flew out of her chair. Ryan was also in total shock.

"Oh my, Lord," Calleigh put her hands in her hair, "Ryan, who was that?" She went near to the glass and came back towards him.

"I - I, I don't know," he stuttered.

"Oh, me and my big mouth. Why didn't I shut-up? It's all my fault!"

"No, it's okay, it's okay," Ryan tried to calm her with reassuring words.

"No it's not..." Suddenly her pager went beeping and she stopped panicking. She reached for it. "Shit, I got a scene. Eric's on his way there already." Calleigh paused, "Oh my, God: Eric. What if it was him?" She looked at him and bit her lip nervously. He reached out rubbing her arms, up then down.

"Don't worry, we'll find out. Just go - you have to anyway."

"Alright - but I'll keep an eye out," she nodded, "and you should too." Soon she was gone from his sight.

Ryan sighed and rested his hands on the table. 'Just when you think it's over,' he thought helplessly. What if it was Eric? Oh, boy he'd be mad for sure, Ryan wouldn't dare show his face again around him. He knew very well that the guy had the hots for his girlfriend. Eric was definately the player, but having spent enough time at work wit him Ryan knew that Calleigh was his long term or work girlfriend. Does that even make sense? Okay, Eric went toothing to relieve his urges but he still needed to have the feeling of a real man, which was to be able to be around and protect a woman. So how was it going with the two of them at the crime scene? Ryan hadn't a clue...

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The newest crime scene was no other than a wealthy bachelor's home. Calleigh had just arrived and was watching Alexx's men load his lifeless body into the van. All she could do was stare at his face; it was perfect, handsome and so young. When they finished Alexx came to her side.

"That was Ewan Pryce, twenty-eight year old bachelor, stabbed to death in his own home. Hmh, Pryce, last names really do define a person." She gave the house one last look over, then Calleigh. "Hey?" Finally they were facing each other. "Did you hear a word I said?" But before she could answer, he came from behind.

"Hey, there you are?" Calleigh jumped and turned around. "I'm just starting out back, on the lawn. C'mon."

"Yeah," she smiled, "bye, Alexx."

"Hmh."

She heard the M.E. just as they were walking away. 'What did that mean?' She thought until she saw the lawn at the back.

It was definately the biggest space she had ever seen. The lawn was so green and shone in the bright sun.

"Wow," she said in a whisper.

"What?"

"Oh nothing."

"Yeah this place is big." He turned and smiled at her; he definately heard. "You should have been here earlier, you could have seen the interior of the place. Indoor pool, seven rooms, game room with flat screen for like, football games: amazing." She chuckled at the way he was so excited.

"I can always go inside for myself and look."

"No."

"Why?"

"Because you'll be busy searching for the murder weapon with me." He gave her that Delko smile and she couldn't help but smirk. He led her to the back entrance where his kit was on a glass table.

"That's where we found the body," he pointed towards the glass door. There was a dark red blood pool near it. "Now we need to find the weapon." Eric was making his way over to the lawn which looked like a field.

"Over there?" she asked surprised.

"It's not in the house."

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With only fifteen minutes of searching they were finished half of the lawn. Calleigh, who had drifted apart, came close beside him.

"Find anything?" she asked sounding very exhausted.

"No. What, are you tired?"

"No, it's just, I'm hot - I mean, it's hot."

"I know what you meant," he smiled down at her. Calleigh faced down still deeply pondering about it. 'Ryan was cute and all but I didn't have to say it. I said I loved him, in front of who could been Horatio or even Eric. I wonder what Ryan's doing right now...?' The Cuban couldn't help but notice that it was awfully quiet between the two of them.

"So uh," he started once more, "where is Wolfe?"

"What?!" she immediately stopped walking and stared at him.

"Where's Ryan?" That's all I asked.

"Did I sat that out loud?" He turned around and closed in on her. She seemed like a frightened cat.

"Huh, say what out loud?"

"Uhhm..."

"You sure you okay?" he placed a hand on hers.

"Yes, yes, I'm fine," she flinched away from his touch, "it's the heat." Liar.

"Okay, then we should hurry up." He carried on leaving her in the same spot. Once he was far enough she let out a heavy sigh and followed.

"Ryan is still at the lab," Calleigh said, "I'm not sure what he's doing... hey, um, did you uh..."

"What?"

"Never mind."

"Tell me, Cal.," he couldn't understand her behavior at this point. Calleigh took a breath slowly about to answer, but suddenly fell in the grass. The pain was sharp and deep and stinged.

"Whoa, you alright?" he knelt by her side. Then he saw the long kitchen knife by her feet.

"Ow," she grimaced.

"Let me see." He carefully folded the pant leg of her right foot. It was a wound with blood pouring out. "Damn... we need to get you a bandage. Can you walk?" She shook her head. Eric reached over to pick her up and she began crying. "Okay, okay, I know it hurts, but then the pain will stop soon. Here we go." He lifted her up with his strong arms and headed for the house.

"I'm so stupid," she sniffled resting her head against his shoulder.

"Don't say that, it was just an accident," he calmed, not knowing exactly what she was talking about.

"Eric," she was sobbing harder.

"Hold on, we're almost there."

"No, it's not that. Our evidence is compromised..."

"Don't worry about it, Calleigh."

"...but we might not catch the killer."

"We'll deal with that later, let's deal with the cut now."

Eric was on the patio now heading for the hummer. That was when he Ryan popped out of nowhere and saw them. 'What the?' he was confused but then became worried when he heard her weeping and ran up to them.

"Get me the first aid kit," Eric directed and he did so. Eric set her down in one of the chairs. He began removing her high heels then Ryan came rushing back.

"Is it deep?" the young C.S.I. asked as Delko was cleaning the wound.

"I think so," he replied without looking at him.

"It feels so," Calleigh said in her raspy voice. Ryan faced her and they stared at each other in comfort of Eric not watching. He watched as tears streamed down her face, she looked so embarrassed and ashamed.

"You know what, I'm calling an ambulance." Eric grabbed Wolfe's hand and put it to hold the cotton on her leg. He walked away and took out his phone. Ryan applied pressure to her foot while soothing her hand. Tears were still in her green eyes. He asked, "How did this happen?"

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