CHAPTER 5

A/N: Haha, k I think I am one of the slowest people ever. I haven't updated this story in a bagillion years, and my Christmas stories aren't done yet, and I haven't even got around to posting my Valentines Day ones, haha ohwell. Anyways, new chapter here:

PS: I'm pretending that Yelina didn't leave at the end of 10-7 and Raymond is still dead… okay.

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The next morning, Eric ran into the lab on the verge of being late. He had overslept once he had finally gotten to sleep, he forgot to turn on his alarm, and his car wouldn't start. It had been the morning from hell, but walking past Eric Delko that morning, you wouldn't have known that, in fact, judging by his smile, an onlooker would have guessed it had been a perfect morning, but it was the lasting effect of a perfect evening the night before.

"Hey Eric!" Ryan called from somewhere down the hall. "You're with me today; we've got a DB down at the beach."

"Alright, I'll meet you outside in five okay?" Eric called back before entering the break room hoping to find Calleigh there. He didn't, and he didn't have time to go looking for her because there was a possibility that she'd already left for her case presumably with Horatio, and she wouldn't be back for hours. Besides, he couldn't mix work relationship with personal relationship, and if he was late for a case the first day he and Calleigh had a romantic sort of personal relationship, it wouldn't look good at all. He had to remember that they had to prove they could keep things professional at work so that when the time came to tell Horatio about their relationship, he'd be able to keep them on the same team. Well if he were going to be keeping things professional, he should probably get to his case with Ryan instead of daydreaming in the hallway, so off he went to the front of the building to find Ryan.

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Calleigh was seated in the passenger seat of Horatio's hummer as he drove towards their first crime scene of the day: double homicide at a local club. "You okay Calleigh?" Horatio asked. Calleigh had been unusually quiet that morning, very unlike her, and he wanted to make sure everything was okay.

"Yeah, I'm great." She smiled. "I just have a lot on my mind this morning."

"Alright." Horatio didn't say anymore, for he was a man of few words. Calleigh let her mind drift back into thoughts of Eric- what else would she be thinking about? She couldn't get her mind around the fact that they'd confessed their love for each other the previous night. She almost wanted to laugh out loud at how backwards they were. They'd been best friends for pretty well five years and they confessed their love before they went on an official date. But Calleigh was hoping their backwardness was a sign that their relationship was different than every other she'd been in, because pretty well all of those that she could think of at the moment had ended terribly, or tragically, like the one with John Hagen for example.

"Calleigh?" Horatio's voice pulled her out of her thoughts, and she looked up and realized they were at the crime scene.

"Sorry." She nearly blushed.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Horatio double checked.

"I'm fine Horatio, really. I'm thinking good thoughts." Calleigh smiled, and it reassured him enough for him to walk away in search of Yelina, who was the detective on the case. Calleigh got out and approached the entrance of the club, inwardly groaning after coming to the realization that many of the bar's patrons from the time of the murder hadn't been released from the scene yet. Figured, since it was one of the most popular clubs in town that week, it was packed to the limit, well probably more than the limit knowing Miami clubs and their craving for as much money as they could rake in. Calleigh decided she'd see if any of the club goers would tell her anything they wouldn't tell the cops. She pulled her sweater down over her gun and badge and headed over to a group of onlookers. "Hey," She smiled, trying to look like a normal, weirded out citizen.

"Hey!" A guy who looked to be in his late twenties, early thirties smiled brightly at her, obviously taking in her appearance.

"Do you know what's going on?" Calleigh hoped he would know something.

"Weren't you in the club last night too?" The guy inquired, obviously wondering why Calleigh was asking him these questions, which could be a sign that he knew something that the average person at that club didn't know.

"I was passed out in my friends' car." Calleigh though of a quick excuse.

"Oh." The man smiled as if he knew what she was going through. "Bad headache now, I bet?"

"Nah." Calleigh shrugged, "I don't get hangovers."

"Lucky," The guy seemed to finally buy into her story. "Well two guys got shot."

"Yeah, that's what I've been hearing, but I want to know more." Calleigh sighed, earning a raised eyebrow from the guy. "Inquisitive nature." Calleigh smirked.

"I can tell." He laughed softly. "I didn't get your name?"

"Calleigh." Calleigh told him with her sweetest smile. "And yours?" She batted her eyelashes. She knew that this guy knew more than he was letting on…

"Harrison." He smiled back.

"Soo… you don't know anything other than two guys got shot?" Calleigh asked, trying to sound innocent.

"Well I might." Harrison smiled mischievously, "But why do you really want to know? And don't say inquisitive nature again."

"Okay." Calleigh smiled, rolled her eyes flirtatiously, "So I kind of have a thing for bad boys…"

"You want to know who shot these guys so you can sleep with them?" Harrison's eyes nearly bulged out of his head.

"Yeah..." Calleigh tried to feign nervousness, as if Harrison was going to think less of her, or judge her because of this.

"Oh." Harrison looked as if he was deciding to tell her more or not. Just then, Calleigh's cell phone rang.

"Hello?" She asked, staying in "character".

"Calleigh what are you doing?" Came Horatio's voice over the phone.

"What do you mean?" Calleigh hoped Horatio would get the idea that she was trying to get information without Harrison knowing.

"Are you interrogating a suspect without him knowing you're doing so?" Horatio was trying to keep his voice strict but Calleigh could tell he was amused by this.

"Maybe" She smirked.

"Are you getting anything useful or do you want to come help me do your job?" Horatio asked.

"Oh I'm doing quite well thank you." Calleigh twisted a strand of blonde hair around her finger, as she knew Harrison's eyes were following her every move.

"Okay, just don't get yourself in trouble…" Horatio warned.

"Alright, talk to you later." Calleigh snapped the phone shut, and on the other end not too far away, Horatio just shook his head. "Sorry about that," Calleigh threw Harrison a sympathetic look which he brushed off with a shrug.

"No problem," He replied. "So… maybe I have more information than I already gave you?"

"Really?" Calleigh's eyes lit up.

"Yeah." Harrison was looking to impress her now. He was exactly where Calleigh needed him. He looked around again and decided there was no one close enough around them to hear what they were saying. "I got paid ten grand to pick up a gun from a certain location, get it into the club, and shoot two guys."

"How did you know what guys to shoot?" Calleigh wondered.

"He gave me pictures." Harrison explained quickly. He didn't want Calleigh to doubt him. Calleigh was amazed that Harrison was so worried that she was going to doubt him that he didn't worry about how many questions she was asking.

"What kind of gun was it?" She asked.

"Kel-Tech P11, Semi Automatic." Harrison answered, and Calleigh smiled, knowing she'd get to fire it later.

"Do you still have it on you?" Her eyes twinkled with excitement.

"Sure, the cops came right away… haven't had time to get away yet… they took down my name early and it would have look suspicious if I left, you know?" Harrison answered.

"Yeah I totally understand." Calleigh nodded. "Can I see it?" Harrison nodded and lifted up his extremely lose shirt slightly, revealing the gun. Calleigh whistled softly under her breath. It was a nice gun, one of her favourites. "It's a surprise that people didn't suspicious of you wearing that shirt, with your sexy muscles underneath…" Calleigh played him. Harrison just smiled. Calleigh wasn't sure where to go from there. She couldn't exactly just come out and tell him she was a CSI and he was under arrest considering he had his gun and could try and get a shot at her even though he did seem pretty inexperienced at killing people, he had just killed two. "Shit what time is it?" Calleigh had to make up an excuse to get out of there, even if it was only for a few minutes.

"Umm… ten o'clock." Harrison looked at the clock on his phone.

"Shit, I'll be back in like two minutes… my friend will start looking for me once she's realized I've waken up and wandered off." Calleigh made up something off the top of her head.

"Alright." Harrison looked disappointed.

"I'll go grab my stuff, tell my friend I'm good and we'll go somewhere… quieter?" Calleigh asked suggestively, and Harrison just nodded vigorously before Calleigh walked off in search of Horatio. She pulled out her phone.

"Horatio." He answered.

"Horatio, I found our killer." Calleigh told him.

"You found our killer?" Horatio repeated, as a question.

"Yes." Calleigh nodded, "He's a newbie… eager to share."

"Right." Horatio said as he pondered something in his head. "Shall I send someone to arrest him?"

"He's armed with a Kel-Tech P11, Semi Automatic that should still have eight shots in it if he only fired two." Calleigh warned him.

"And we don't want you around when we make the arrest or we're asking to end up in a hostage situation." Horatio thought aloud. "How'd you get away for the moment?"

"I'm going to get my stuff before heading off with him." Calleigh explained regretfully.

"Well why don't you go carry out that plan, and we'll go talk to our guy who is where?" Horatio asked.

"By the fountain beyond the main entrance." Calleigh told him as she continued walking until she was around the side of the building and out of Harrison's line of sight for sure.

"Alright. You stay where you are okay?" Horatio regretted letting Calleigh do this 'undercover investigation' of sorts.

"Got it." Calleigh told him, before Horatio hung up.

"Me too." Came a voice from behind her, making her close her eyes as she was instructed not to turn around.

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A/N: Hahaha. I started this story like a month ago and wrote like half a paragraph and finished it today. So I took it a new direction and added some drama of sorts, well I hope it was exciting… not too Calleigh/Eric-ish this chapter but we'll get back there soon! Review pleaseee and thankyou too. And thanks for reading!

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