Ok… here I go… I know that I had made this story finished but watching the season finale… I couldn't let this one pass… so here it is... hope you like it.
He was missing. Maybe hurt; probably shoot by her gun, definitely missing. They had looked for him every where and nothing. No lead, no evidence besides the footprint left behind next to the car where Sharova was, no Eric. Her Eric. She sigh, tired, exhaust for searching everywhere; Horatio had told her to go home and right now all she wanted was to go home and lay down on Eric's arms but he wasn't there. He was nowhere she could seeing him. On her way back to home she turn on the radio, the station that Eric and her always listen on their way back to the lab after a crime scene, and a song was playing…
Can you imagine us,
Making love...
The way you would feel the first time that we touched,
Can you think of it...
The way I dream of it,
I want you to see like im seeing you...
It's a picture of perfection,
The vision of you and me...
Your lips upon my lips,
Can you just picture this...
Your finger tips on my finger tips,
Your skin upon my skin...
Would be the Sweetest Sin,
Would be the Sweetest Sin...
All night I lie awake,
Cause it's too much to take...
Dreamin' about the love that we could make...
All day,
I think of scenes...
To get you next to me,
I want you so bad that I can barely breathe...
It's a sign of my obsession,
That I can't stop thinkin bout'
Damn it!! she cursed all musics to play it had to be that particular one. Only to making her aching for Eric growing up more than it was.
Your lips upon my lips,
Can you invision this...
Temptation that I could never resist,
Your skin upon my skin...
Would be the Sweetest Sin...
It would feel so good,
To be so bad...
You don't know how bad...I want that,
I would do anything to feel your love...
Your lips upon my lips,
Can you just picture this...
Your finger tips on my finger tips,
Your skin upon my skin...
Would be the Sweetest Sin,
That would be the Sweetest Sin...
Your lips upon my lips,
Can you invision this...
Temptation that I could never resist,
Your skin upon my skin...
Would be the Sweetest Sin,
Would be the Sweetest Sin...
Your lips upon my lips...would be the Sweetest Sin
Why he had to do that? Why he didn't talk to her? Why she had to fight with him, telling him that she wouldn't watch him doing that? Why Calleigh?? Why with him, you had to be so into the law? God!! you had broken once for Jake on that day off and you had almost paid with your job.
She remembered almost losing her job, Rick pushing her, trying to get from her the name of the friend that had drink six mimosas, in that morning, with her but she wouldn't give Jake for him and her judgment was being impaired "… puff…" for Jake, the man that on the first threat on losing his job pulled out from their relationship, a man that didn't deserved her loyalty but Eric? Eric wasn't Jake… definitely not like Jake in so, so many aspects and what aspects… and with Eric she acted like a law-abiding officer.
Eric would die for her for God saking! and she knew that but then she had let him down. And now he was missing. And now she realized how much she needed him, how much he was important for her, in her life; without him she was lost, without ground, she doesn't know what to do, how to live. Eric was her life, her everything, her shelter and now he was gone. Because of her.
She was so lost in her thoughts that she lost her track on how much time she was in front of her condo; a place that right now hasn't sense anymore.
Why you hadn't say it to him before that you love him, that you couldn't live without him anymore? Maybe he wouldn't do that, maybe he would be right here with you listening that song, teasing you… but she had to be so freak out to tell him. The truth was that…She loves him…She would scream for the entire world to listen if that brings Eric back to her; she would do anything, everything to having him back in her arms.
She gets out of her hummer and taking her keys, she open the door of the place they called home, our home. His scent still around, his presence still strong it was like coming home from another common day of work but her heart was aching remembering her that he wasn't there. He is not here.
She closed the door behind her and leaned for a while, closing her eyes… scenes from his eyes, looking at her with fear, in the middle of a shooting; a tear fell down and another, and another ones… suddenly she felt a letter coming underneath her door, her heart speed up, a thousand of thoughts crossing her mind and when she open the envelop… her heart stop dread on what was written …
WE HAVE HIM
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Ok… I know that it's ended like this but right now I can't think in nothing to continue this… but who knows …
Thank you so much and please… make me happy with some review ; )