Sarah's POV

I woke up the next morning engulfed and tangled in sheets. I looked over and saw Ryan's body. He looked so peaceful and quiet. The way his body rose and fell with every breath he took made my heart smile. The way his lips curled slowly into a smile because of his dream made me smile. I looked outside of my window. The rain had finally let up from last night, so the Miami sun was shining brightly. The palm trees shifted from side to side, following the gusts of the strong wind. Many people were headed to the beach to enjoy this beautiful day. I didn't mind staying inside. As long as I was with Ryan, I didn't have a care about anything else. I glanced at him once more, only to meet the gaze of his beautiful eyes.

"Good morning beautiful." He smiled. The words enlightened my heart.

"Good morning handsome." I replied. More like sexy, if you ask me.

"Did you sleep well?" He tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear. It sent chills down my back.

"Very well," I stated. "How about you?"

"It was good, only because I was with you." I blushed like a little girl. Ryan… he's just so amazing.

"So what's on the agenda for you today?" He asked, interrupting my train of thought.

"No work today, so I don't know." I thought about it. "I do need to grocery shopping though." It was true. My kitchen was completely empty except for instant soup and milk. That wasn't going to work for me.

"Okay." We just laid there quietly. "Does anybody know about us?" I raised an eyebrow at his sudden question.

"What do you mean?"

"Does anybody know about us? Does anyone know that we're dating?"

"Calleigh does." I started. "She said it was very obvious."

"That's what Eric said too." Ryan admitted. So, only two people know. I guess that's okay.

"Horatio is getting suspicious. Did you see the look on his face when he talked to us in his office?"

"I know. Imagine his face when I tell him that I slept with you today." I threw a pillow at him.

"You wouldn't." I gasped. He started laughing.

"Of course I won't. IAB will kill us & so will everyone else."

"I know." I replied.

"Well I better get home. I have some work to do on the apartment." He said, rising up from the bed.

"Oh so, you're just going to sleep with me, and then leave me?" I asked.

"Pretty much." He laughed. I threw another pillow at him as he buttoned his jeans. His masculine tanned body shined in the sunlight. It made him look like he was glowing, like an angel sent from heaven. I watched in awe as he buttoned his shirt. Then suddenly, he kissed my cheek.

"See you at work tomorrow." He promised. I smiled as he left. I laid out on my bed, trying hard to engulf myself in the scent of his cologne that he had left behind. After a few minutes, I recognized that I looked partially foolish. I got up and decided to take a shower. After I got out the shower, I got dressed. I put on a tank top, a pair of jeans, and some flats. I put my hair in no fancy way, just a slick back ponytail. I grabbed my keys, got in the car and drove to the grocery store. I got a cart and entered the grocery store. I walked around and filled my cart with the necessary items that I needed. When I went to get the juice, I had accidentally bumped into someone.

"I am so sorry!" I said.

"It's okay, don't worry. Hey, do you work in the crime lab?" She asked. Her face looked to familiar.

"Yeah," I started. "Aren't you that newscaster that's always asking us questions at the crime scenes?" I asked. She let out a little giggle.

"Yes I am. Erica Sykes. Do you work with Ryan?" She seemed to be in need of an answer.

"Yes I do." I replied smoothly. I didn't want to give anything away.

"Oh how is he?"

"He's fine, I guess." I answered.She began to ask many questions about him.

Why are you so worried about him?" I finally asked, while uncapping my water from my purse.

"Nothing. No reason at all. Tell him I said hello." She gave me a certain look that I couldn't identify, and then she started to walk on. I glanced at her once more. I couldn't brush this one off easily. I called Ryan.

Ryan's POV

As I walked through my door, my phone started to ring. I swiftly grabbed it from my pocket and answered it.

"Wolfe." I said.

"Hey Ryan, it's Sarah. You know Erica Sykes? That weird newscaster that always follows us around?" I stopped dead in my tracks. Erica Sykes was my ex-girlfriend. She was the most annoying and brattiest woman I have ever met.

"Yeah I do. Every time we're at a crime scene and she's there, she always tries to talk to me." I replied.

"I just ran into her at the store. She asked like 20 questions about you. She told me to tell you hello too. She's weird." She stated. I let out a slight chuckle.

"She's my ex- girlfriend." I shyly admitted. "I broke up with her because she was annoying and bratty and such a nuisance, I couldn't take it anymore. After I broke up with her, she told me that the next girl won't have anything on her. I highly disagreed with that."

"Was that next girl me?" Sarah asked.

"No, it was a girl named Grace." I joked.

"Oh." She said sadly into the receiver.

"I'm joking. Of course it was you." I laughed.

"You're quite the jokester, Ryan."

"Yes, and you know you like it. But Sarah, just be careful. Erica is crazy." I warned her.

"I'll be fine. I gotta go; I'm losing service in here. Talk to you later." She hung up the phone. Before I could put my phone back in my pocket, I got a text message.

From: Erica

Tell your friend to watch her back. I'm everywhere.

I studied the text message.

This girl just never gets enough. It's annoying.

Sarah's POV

As I made my way to the checkout center, I crossed paths with Erica again. This time she gave me a dirty look.

"Watch your back." She stated as she walked out of the store.

Watch my back?

OKAY MY WRITING HAS TOTALLY BEEN OFF …. But don't worry this chapter is going to lead to something big. I promise! Imma hope and pray that my writing gets back on track…. It better get back!

One year ago, on this date, around this time, Michael Jackson was found unconscious in his California home. He was rushed to the hospital and then was pronounced dead. Although he lives no more, his legacy continues to soar. RIP MJ . Gone but never forgotten.