I tried to add this chapter last night but the site was down. :( But here it is! ;) I hope you all enjoy this chapter as much as I enjoyed writting it. Your comments have ben great! thank you all so much for the possitive feedback!

Chapter: 2

Somebody's watching me;

It's hard to look at you sometimes and know that you're not with me, that you don't love me like you love him. I imagine myself with you all the time, kissing you and touching you like he does. I'd love to caress your body with my lips, to touch that most intimate part of you like he does. I know I could be a better man for you, I'd even be there when someone just as sick as me would be watching you through your bedroom window. I'd make sure that he'd never hurt you; I'd make sure that you were never alone.

Why can't you love me like you love him?

Why can't you look at me the way you look at him?

I'll make you see, I'll make you realize –that I'm the one for you.

If I can't have you, I'll make sure no one will.

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Eric stood there in his lab processing every last print that Ryan and Natalia had collected today from the outside of Calleigh's window. Natalia wasn't kidding when she said there were a lot of prints. Luckily most of them ended up being from the same persons. The main two prints he scanned belonged to Jerry Adams and Alec Adams. Eric remembered their last name; they were brothers who owned a local window replacement company. Neither man had history of criminal records so that left the two of them out.

But the last print that Eric scanned ended up only being a partial print so while that was processing every looking over the rest of the evidence from today. The boot print outside of her window was rather large. Ryan wasn't kidding when he said the guy had large feet.

Eric sighed to himself, how could someone do this? Especially to his Calleigh. Eric had been kicking himself all day for what happened this morning. He couldn't believe that he didn't just drive to her house last night; he did any other time when he was tired like that. But then he remembered Calleigh's voice on the phone. She was so sweet and innocent, always caring about him. She told him that the sooner he went to sleep the sooner he would see her the next day.

Of course she was right but the way he came about seeing her this morning wasn't the way he planned. Now he knew better, no matter she said he wasn't going to let her out of his sight. Unless of course like now, they were in the lab and knew that she was surrounded by people all over, he knew she was safe.

"Hey, any luck on those prints?"

Eric's eyes shot up hearing that sweet southern accent he loved so much. He just smiled at her for a moment, even though she was scared and shaken up this morning she pulled herself together for the lab. She looked so beautiful today; her smile was bright, like she didn't have a worry in the world. Of course Eric knew different. He snapped out of his daze seeing her look at him a little funny as she chuckled, "Uh, yeah, the two main prints that were pulled were from the men who fixed your window a few weeks back, now I'm just trying to process this partial,"

"Hopefully we get something soon," she said with hope in her voice. She put her hands in her back pockets and moved her body from side to side slowly looking at him. It was a little nervous habit she had that Eric had picked up on months ago. She wasn't the fidgety type, but he knew when she was anxious.

"You sure you'll be alright, Cal? I mean its ok if your scared, you don't have to be tough around me… you know that." Eric said to her softly removing his gloves while he walked around the table and over to her side.

Her breath hitched for a moment as she looked up at his towering body. He was so close she could smell his cologne; she closed her eyes for a moment and smiled faintly to herself before opening them again. "I'm fine, I promise!" she whispered softly. "I am scared, I won't lie, to think that someone is watching me like that," she sighed and shook her head, "I mean we see things like this all the time, but I never thought I'd be one of the cases." She looked down and crossed her arms over her chest.

Eric frowned and glanced around real quick before moving his fingers to her chin, "Hey –look at me," he whispered slowly dropping his hand before he knew he got her full attention again. "I wont let anything happen to you, we'll get this guy." His voice sounded with promise, and he meant it. He would do anything to keep her safe and when they caught this guy he was going to make sure he never messed with his girl again.

Calleigh smiled at him and nodded. She knew Eric would do anything in his power to keep her safe; she had no doubt her in mind about that. Before she could open her mouth to say anymore the computer beeped. Eric walked around the table and looked at the screen. He read it for a few moments and twisted it so she could look at it.

"Damon Brooks, two counts of assault and battery, armed robbery, a rape charge – Eric who is this guy?" Calleigh's voice was shaker then usual.

Eric pointed to the screen, "Calleigh, Damon Brooks died two years ago," he said with confusion in his voice.

She read further on and seen that he was right, it appears that he died in a car accident near Fort Lauderdale in April of 2006. Calleigh's jaw dropped, this wasn't possible? She looked up at Eric with horror in her eyes.

Eric flipped his phone open and dialed Horatio's number. "H, I need you down in the lab, asap, we got something big."

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Horatio looked at the screen reading everything over a few times to make sure that the time before wasn't just some glitch. It was all there though, all the guy's charges and how he died. Horatio was miffed as to how this could happen, a dead mans prints on the outside of her window? Horatio crossed his arms over his chest and thought for a moment before speaking.

"Ok, lets use the address that is listed on here and see if there are any living relatives that still reside there. Most likely Mr. Brooks faked his death and now has a new identity." Horatio flipped his phone open and dialed Tripp's number. "Lets find this guy," he said before exiting out of the lab.

Eric nodded and copied the address down and looked at Calleigh. "Lets go check this place out, maybe it will lead us to something?" Eric removed his lab jacket and walked out of the lab with her.

Even if she didn't want to go Eric didn't care, since he was leaving the lab he wanted to make sure she was really safe and knowing that she was going to be safe, she would have to be with him. Lucky enough for him, Calleigh wasn't going to put up a fight about him protecting her so much. She knew she needed it right now, not only that if she had this sick guy watching her who's to say that he wouldn't try to hurt Eric too? It gave her a better reason to look after him too.

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Eric pulled the hummer up to an apartment building on the bad part of town; it looked run down as though there were no people longer living there. But apparently there were Cuban immigrants who still lived in the building. Eric sighed as he and Calleigh walked into the run down building. They looked around and saw a few people sitting out in the hallways watching the two CSI's wonder around. Once they hit the door that was mentioned in the address Eric knocked on it loudly while looking around some more.

"You think anyone lives here?" Calleigh whispered softly.

"I don't know?" he replied with a calm tone. "There wasn't a list of any living relatives on file and Damon Brooks wasn't Cuban so I don't think anyone in this building was related to him." He shrugged and sighed a little, "Still doesn't hurt to try. Maybe whoever still lives here knows something?"

Just then the door swung open and a tall, rather large man answered the door. He was the only Caucasian person they had seen in the building so far other than Calleigh. The man looked at the two of them up and down until Eric flashed his badge.

"Come on man, I told the landlord I'd have his rent by Friday. I don't need ya'll comin' down here to throw me out of my own apartment," the man started to say.

"Where not here to throw you out, Mr?"

The man looked at the two of them up and down again before wearily speaking out, "Denis, Denis Brooks."

Eric and Calleigh glanced at one another; he had the same last name of the guy that was supposedly outside of her window. "I'm Eric Delko and this is Calleigh Duquesne we're with Miami Dade PD, do you mind if we come in?" Eric asked.

Denis opened his door wider and let both of them in. The room was small; everything in it looked run down right down to the furniture. "What can I help you with?" Denis asked flipping his TV off and flopping down in the only chair in the room.

"Damon Brooks," was all Eric said.

Denis looked up at Eric with a hint of anger in his eyes, "Yeah, he's my brother, what about him?"

"Mr. Brooks we have reason to believe that your brother may still be alive," Calleigh said softly as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"Impossible, Damon died in a car accident two years ago."

"We found his prints this morning at crime scene," Eric spat out.

Denis stood from his chair and grunted walking over to his fridge and pulled out a beer. He popped the tab and threw his head back guzzling the beer down. Calleigh cringed and waited for the guy to say something.

"I'm sorry I wish I could help you. Damon and I haven't spoken to each other in almost seven years,"

"Then why was this address listed as his last place of residence?" Eric asked him confused.

"Our mother used to live here, she pasted away a year after Damon disappeared. She couldn't take care of herself so after he left I came out to take care of her," Denis said with grief in his voice.

"Disappeared? What do you mean?" Calleigh asked.

"Exactly what I said, disappeared," he said to her with an angry tone. "Like I said, I haven't spoken nor seen him in almost seven years I couldn't tell ya what happened to him?"

Eric and Calleigh exchanged a few glances at one another before deciding with their eyes that this was a bust and it was time to leave.

"Any more questions you'd like to ask?" Denis asked flipping his TV back on.

"No, thanks for your time. If we have any more questions we'll contact you," Eric said before opening the door letting Calleigh exit first before they made their way out of the building.

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"So you hear that the guy that was outside Calleigh's window was already dead?" Natalia said to Ryan as they headed for the elevators.

Ryan let her in first before the doors closed and he pressed the button to go down to the autopsy room. Ryan chuckled, "Yeah, I guess the guy died in a car accident a few years ago. He had a pretty mean criminal record too?"

"Well I guess adding faking his own death to that record will make it only longer huh?" She shook her head and watched as the elevator stopped on a floor a few before M.E.'s room.

Officer Chase Cullen stepped into the elevators with them. "So you all hear about Calleigh's stalker guy?" he said casually with a smile on his face. He was still new to the force; he had joined a few months ago. He transferred from another precinct outside of Fort Myers.

Ryan chuckled and nodded his head, "We were just talking about that. You were first on the scene right?"

"Yeah I was. I was chasing a speeder when I heard the call, so I turned around and made my way over to her place," Cullen said softly shaking his head. "She looked pretty scared too, I felt bad, I mean I know I've only been here a few months but I've never seen Calleigh like that before?" he said with sympathy in his voice.

Ryan and Natalia looked at one another and nodded, "She's tough, I'm surprised she is handling it so well," Natalia said as they hit the floor they were going to. They all stepped out and chatted a few more minutes before parting their separate ways.

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Eric leaned against the table in Calleigh's ballistics lab as she fired off a few rounds with one of her many guns. She didn't see him walk in so he just waited with his arms crossed seeing that smile on the side of her mouth. He loved to watch her sometimes; she always looked so pleasant with everything she was doing. He knew that doing this helped get her mind off of everything that was going on.

She removed her headphones and put the gun down as she turned around, she smiled seeing Eric standing there watching her. "I thought I felt someone's eyes on me," she smirked and walked over to him. "What's up?" she asked sweetly.

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My eyes are on you. I look at you every day, watch you, dream about you. That should be me standing in that room with you, not him. But soon, I promise soon I'll get you. I'd do anything to be with you, I know you can feel me when he's not around. Yes, soon Calleigh Duquesne you will be mine!

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"… Well don't worry I'm not going to object; actually I was planning on staying at your place anyhow. I missed you last night and besides that I think right now with everything going on its best that I'm not alone and not anywhere near my place." Calleigh smiled at him biting her lower lip.

Eric grinned as well with a slight blush on his cheeks. Even after all these months of 'secretly' dating she could still make him blush. He watched her eyes wonder around the room with a smile painted on her lips.

"Well then," Eric started as her eyes wondered back to his, "I'll let you get back to doing what you were doing. I'm gonna take a quick shower before we leave, I was in a rush this morning."

Calleigh sighed, "Ok, I won't be much longer anyhow." She sighed once more and frowned slightly, "… and I'm sorry you rushed this morning," she whispered softly.

Eric shook his head and chucked before placing a soft kiss on her forehead. "Stop, you know when it comes to you, nothing else matters," he said seriously to her. He winked at her before walking out of the lab leaving her with flush cheeks and a soft smile.

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Eric walked into the locker rooms and grabbed a towel while removing his shirt and pants. He stepped into one of the open showers and removed his boxers while turning the water on. He just wanted to wash the days sweat and worry off before he got back to his place with Calleigh. He wanted to make her dinner and let her relax and hopefully pull her mind off of everything that had happened today.

Eric ran the bar of soap in his hands along his tan, muscular body, the soap running down every crease of his washboard abs all the way down his chiseled legs. He washed off quickly and turned the water off before reaching for his towel. With one quick swipe he dried off and wrapped the towel around his waist.

Darkness.

Someone had turned off the lights. "Ha, ha, very funny, turn the lights back on!" Eric called out trying to see in front of him to walk back towards the locker rooms. "Come on, cut it out, I'm not in the mood for some amateur Halloween prank," Eric called out again. He grunted and felt around for his phone that was laying next to his towel, he grabbed it and flipped it open get a little blue light in front of him. He looked around and saw a slight shadow of someone, "Hey whose there? Cal?" he whispered.

"She's mine! Consider this your warning!" Eric could hear a raspy voice sound just before he felt a blow to the front of his skull sending him to the ground.

Chapter: 3 -Coming soon! R&R Please. ;)