Heyy guyzzzz. :) This is chp 3…sry for taking so long to post it..but I have already started the 4th chp so the faster and the more you review the faster the next chp goes up!!

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Disclaimer: If I owned this show Calleigh and Eric would have gotten together the same way (I loved how the writers did it), and Eric would NOT be leaving, Ryan and Natalia would be together, Speed would still be alive, but I also love Ryan so he would be there too, and Valera would have a lot more scenes cuz I think that she is one crazy bitch outside of work lol.

As none of those things have happened, I guess I don't own it…sigh

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Calleigh drummed her fingers on the arm of her chair anxiously. They had been sitting In the waiting room for the past fifteen minutes and the wait was literally driving her crazy. She sat next to Eric with Derek in her lap. He had once again become fascinated with her hair. It was in a low ponytail, the contents spilling over her left shoulder. He was running his little fingers through it, eyeing it with wide brown orbs.

Lizzie, on the other hand, was on the table in the middle of the room unsuccessfully building a 'Dora the Explorer' puzzle. She seemed to be frustrated, but refused to give up. Traits she received from both her parents: patience and persistence.

"Delko family?"

Calleigh's eyes shot across the room and landed upon a woman in pale pink scrubs, her hair up in a tight bun. She and Eric stood quickly, Calleigh carefully because of Derek, as the woman motioned for them to follow her. Eric retrieved Lizzie, who began to whimper at the loss of the puzzle, and walked behind Calleigh who was following the woman through the doors. They made their way down a white hall until the nurse stopped near the middle of the hall, opening a door. She let them in and gestured towards the couch.

"The doctor will be in shortly," she announced with a smile on her face, "Make yourselves comfortable."

The couch was fairly long. Eric sat at the end closest to the door Lizzie in his lap; Calleigh sat next to him, almost no space between them, Derek in her lap and began to take in her surroundings. It was a small and simple office: a couch, a desk and chair, a computer, a sink, and an examining table next to which was a silver tray with an array of medical instruments.

On the white washed walls hung many certificates and diplomas made out to Doctor Gregory Smith. Although she was impressed by the many frames, Calleigh could not help but wonder if eh was the right man for the job. The right man to treat her son.

She looked down at Derek in her lap who seemed to be in another world. Following his gaze, Calleigh found the object of his attention: a bright yellow stress ball on the doctor's desk. She could tell that he was itching to pick it up and play with it, but she knew that she had taught them manners well. I hope, she thought.

Eric pressed a reassuring kiss to her temple. She smiled in response and rested her forehead against his. He rested his cheek on the top of her head and felt Lizzie lean into his chest, thumb in her mouth once again. Looking over, he saw Derek playing with Calleigh's hair again. He also noticed that she had let it down sometime between when they were in the waiting room and when they had sat down in the office. Like his son, Eric loved his wife's blonde locks. He often found himself reveling in its soft texture, fingers threaded through the many strands.

The door creaked open, revealing an attractive, Caucasian man who could be no older than Calleigh or Eric. "Good morning, I'm Doctor Gregory Smith, but you can call me Greg," he said while shaking their hands. He then turned to Lizzie, "Well hello there. I'm Greg. What's your name?"

Lizzie looked at her mother with questioning eyes, Calleigh smiled at her and nodded. Lizzie turned back to face the doctor and said, "Ewizabeth Mawisol Dewko." Greg smiled at her as he shook her hand, "Nice to meet you. Can I call you Lizzie?" She nodded her head vigourously. He chuckled and turned to face Derek.

"You must be Derek." Derek continued to gaze at the yellow stress ball on the desk. Noticing this, Greg took the ball and walked back over to Derek, "You want this?" Derek didn't respond; he just simply leaned in closer to Calleigh's chest. Calleigh sighed and ran her fingers through his hair, pushing it out of his eyes. She knew he needed a haircut, but she doubted that he would take well to a stranger cutting his hair, and he looked so darned cute with it in his eyes.

Calleigh pressed her lips together in a firm line and looked back at the doctor, who had gotten up and sat behind his desk. Typing away at his computer, he decided to make small talk, to lighten the mood.

"It says here that the twins are turning two next Tuesday." The couple smiled. "Yeah, we're planning something small with family and a couple of close friends," Eric said. "Most of it will be Eric's family though," Calleigh supplied. Eric fake pouted, she simply smiled sweetly at him.

"Okay, it says here that you want Derek to be checked out," Greg said, getting down to business. Calleigh nodded, "Mrs. DiNozzo spoke very highly of you."

Greg smiled, "Yea, Chelcie's like that. She called me yesterday talking about these amazing twins," Calleigh smiled at the comment and listened as he continued, "She went on and on about their talents, how brilliant they were and how happy she was to have them in her class."

Eric let out a breath and smiled thinly, he knew there was some bad news coming. He mentally braced himself as Greg resumed speaking, "However, she also mentioned some behavioural patterns in Derek. That he isn't sociable, that he tends to not hear instructions, and that he is extremely talented in music, especially on the piano." Calleigh smiled at the compliment.

Greg's face turned serious, "I agree with Chelcie's thought that he might be autistic, but I would like to perform the ADOS test on him just to make sure." Calleigh and Eric looked at each other and joined their hands.

"What exactly, is the ADOS test?" Eric asked.

"Well," Greg started, " ADOS, Autism Diagnostic Observation Schedule allows me to evaluate almost anyone suspected of having autism, ranging from toddlers like Derek, to adults like yourselves. It includes several activities during which I observe his behavioural patterns related to the diagnosis of pervasive developmental disorders."

Calleigh sucked in a breath, she was getting extremely nervous. Just the word, disorder was driving her crazy. " The test includes four modules that take no more than thirty-five to fourty minutes. Module 1 is used with children who do not consistently use phrase speech, Module 2 with those who use phrase speech but are not verbally fluent, Module 3 with fluent children, and Module 4 with fluent adolescents and adults." He looked over at Derek, still bunched up tightly in Calleigh's chest.

"Does he converse with anyone?"

Calleigh licked her dry lips, "Other than a few words being tossed around, I don't think I've ever had more than three or four words with him." Eric nodded, "Me either. The most I've ever gotten out of him was four, and that was during one of his episodes."

Greg raised his eyebrows, "What are these, episodes?"

Calleigh's grip on Eric's hand tightened. Eric decided to take the lead, "I don't know exactly what triggers it, but if he gets upset by someone or something, he tends to run into a corner, bring his knees up to his chest and rock back and forth whimpering. This morning, when I tried to approach him he started to scream, he had that same reaction with Calleigh."

The doctor nodded and bit his lip, "I didn't expect that, but my diagnosis all depends on the test." He stood up, folder in hand and walked towards the door, "So if you will follow me…"

Calleigh and Eric followed him out of the door and into the hall. They followed him down the same white hall until they reached the very end. He opened the door and they stepped into what seemed to be a playroom. He gestured for the parents to put their kids down and let them roam.

Eric kissed Lizzie on the top of her head and set her down, she quickly ran off towards the toy bin full of Bratz dolls. Eric shook his head and smiled, the looked over to Calleigh who was having a more difficult time. She had set Derek down, but he was adamant in holding onto her pant leg once again. He sighed as he watch her stoop down to her son's level to talk to him.

"Is he normally this attached to her?" Greg asked. Eric nodded solemnly, "He has grown to be extremely attached to Calleigh. I have my moments with him, but he much prefers to be with Calleigh." Eric said this, the sadness evident in his voice. He was happy that his son had developed such a strong love for his mother, but at the same time, he wanted a son that he would be able to spend quality time with. One he would teach how to swim, how to pick up girls, to play basketball. He'd originally thought that he might have to do that with both his children until they realized how much of a girly girl that Lizzie had become.

To say they were surprised was an understatement, but they loved her nonetheless. Eric had really thought that with his and Calleigh's genes that their little girl would be one hell of a tomboy. Then Lizzie came along. He was overjoyed that he had a little girly girl to spoil and pamper, but he knew that he would have to keep his gun handy when she got older. She would definitely become a looker. Eric sighed as Calleigh made her way over, free from the clutches of Derek, who had become engrossed in the building blocks she had found.

She walked over and stopped next to Eric and wrapped her arm around his midsection. He placed an arm around her shoulders and kissed her temple. Greg took this opportunity to speak up, "Okay, I would like to get started as soon as possible. Would you like to watch? Or would you prefer to wait outside?"

Eric looked to his wife for an answer, she looked into his eyes and gave him the answer that he needed. "We'll stay."

Greg nodded and pointed over to a pair of chairs against the wall, "Okay, just have a seat over there while I set up. I'll just be a few minutes." Eric nodded and pulled in a breath as he and Calleigh walked over to the two lone chairs on that side of the room. They sat down and Calleigh took his hand in hers, threading her fingers through his. She laid her head on his shoulder. He took his other hand and brushed her hair out of her face and behind her hair. He then pressed a kiss to her forehead.

"We're gonna get through this, Cal."

She nodded then looked into his eyes, "I love you."

"I love you more." Calleigh smiled and rested her head on his shoulder once again. "Not possible," she whispered softly, but loud enough for him to hear. Eric sucked in a breath and let it out quickly, bracing himself for quite possibly the longest and most nerve-wracking fourty minutes of his life.

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"Hey, you got a hit on that fingerprint yet?" Ryan asked as he entered the DNA lab.

Natalia shook her head, "Nope, it's still running through the system." Ryan nodded his head, "Hey, you wanna go out for lunch later?"

Natalia shrugged her shoulders, "Yeah, sure. You mind if Valera comes though? She said she wanted to talk to me."

"Yeah, no problem," he leaned over and pressed his lips to her cheek, "Call me when you get those results."

"Will do," she replied to no one in particular as he exited. "Will do what?" Valera asked as she entered the lab. Natalia shook her head, "Don't worry. Hey, Ryan and I are going out to lunch and I want you to come. You said you needed to talk right?"

Valera nodded, "Yeah, but it might be weird with Ryan there though." Valera got up to leave. Natalia became confused, "Why? What do you want to talk about?" Valera turned at the door to face her friend, "My sex life, or lack thereof." Natalia shook her head smiling and turned back to the computer as it began to beep.

"Aaron Jones," she read off the screen. With a smile on her face, she pulled out her phone to call her fiancé.

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"Okay," Greg started, "I have good news and bad news." Eric and Calleigh remained seated as the doctor walked over and began to talk. "Any particular order you want to receive them?" Calleigh shook her head.

"The bad news is that Derek scored pretty high on the ASD test." Calleigh bit her lip, getting nervous. Greg continued quickly, noticing her change in mood, "The good news is that his condition is mild, so he does not need any treatment."

Clearly relieved, a smile broke out on Calleigh's face upon hearing the news. Eric let out an audible breath and pulled his wife closer. Greg was really happy for them, but he still had news to share.

"However, I would like to observe Derek's interaction with his family, to confirm my diagnosis."

Calleigh and Eric nodded in understanding. Getting an idea, Calleigh spoke up, "Why don't you come to the twins' birthday party on Saturday? Our whole family will be there."

"Oh no," Greg shook his head, "I wouldn't want to impose." Calleigh shook her head, "Oh, no imposition at all. Consider yourself invited." She smiled warmly. He grinned back, "Thank you."

They all stood, and Greg offered his hand once again. Eric shook it gratefully, "Thank you so much doctor Smith." Greg smiled, "It's no problem. And call me Greg, I have a feeling that we will be getting to know each other more pretty soon."

Calleigh shook his hand, "Well then, Greg, I will make sure to call you to give you the details about Saturday." Greg nodded and opened the door. Eric and Calleigh got the twins and followed Greg out the door.

They waved good-bye as they exited the building. The couple got into the car with their children, now hopeful of their dream for a bright future. However, they still had a long way to go.

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