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Calleigh’s head
snapped over to the startled calling of her name. She smiled a soft
southern smile that was so uniquely Calleigh. Her eyes gratefully
took in the site of the team she had missed more than she’d thought
possible. From the looks on their faces, they were too shocked to
come to her, so Calleigh went to them.
Opening the
interrogation room’s door, Calleigh slipped quietly inside. “Hi.”
She said softly.
Horatio smiled softly.
“Calleigh. It’s… it’s good to see you. We’ve missed
you.”
Calleigh smiled back.
“I missed you guys too.”
“Where have you
been?” Eric’s harsh voice rang out in the small room.
Calleigh snapped her
eyes to Eric. She’d hurt him by leaving. She knew that. She’d
hurt all of them. While she knew it wasn’t likely to make things
better, she did feel she owed them an explanation. “I know that
what I did was selfish. And I know that whatever I say doesn’t
make it any less so. But… I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t
breathe and I had to get out.” Her voice broke slightly, but she
pressed on. “I hope some day you’ll be able to understand that.
And I hope some day you’ll be able to forgive me for leaving like I
did.” She sighed. “I came back because… because I realized I
left a part of myself behind. Not just my job… but my family.”
Silence stretched
throughout the room as Calleigh finished. When no one in the room
reacted to Calleigh’s revelation, Samantha decided to break the
silence.
“I’m sorry. This…
this isn’t any of my business. I should let you guys talk.”
“No. It’s your
team now, that makes it your business.” Calleigh said with a soft
smile. “You must be Samantha?”
Samantha smiled
hesitantly. “That’s right. How did you---.”
“--- I may have left
the lab but… I still made it my business to find out who replaced
me.”
Samantha appeared to
shrink into herself slightly. “I couldn’t… I would never…
I’m sorry I…”
“There’s nothing
for you to apologize for Samantha.” Horatio said, his voice low and
slightly threatening. “Calleigh…”
Calleigh held up her
hands defensively, looking for a moment like she might cry. “Horatio
stop --- please stop. God I can’t seem to do anything right
lately.” She took a deep breath. “I came back today to see if
there was a place for me in this lab. Anywhere in this lab. I
didn’t come to take anything back and I certainly didn’t come to
take anything away from someone else.”
Horatio nodded. “I
know, Calleigh. Umm… this… this has been a very trying day and…
I can’t make a decision like that right now. Stop by my office
tomorrow morning and I’ll let you know my decision. Ok?”
Calleigh took a deep
breath and nodded her head once. “Ok.” Turning on her heels,
Calleigh stepped out of the room.
Samantha shot to her
feet and darted out after her, managing to catch Calleigh just before
she got on the elevator. “Calleigh. Calleigh wait.”
Calleigh turned
towards Samantha. “I didn’t come to take my job back.”
Samantha nodded. “I
know you didn’t. I just… well… I don’t really know why I
came out here to tell you the truth. I guess I just wanted to say
that I’ve heard a lot about you… and I hope we get the chance to
work together.”
Calleigh smiled.
“Thank you.” Her eyes flickered over to Horatio who sat in the
interrogation room massaging his temples. “It looks like my
leaving did some good as well.”
Samantha frowned
slightly and followed her line of site. “Oh.” She blushed.
“Yes. Yes I suppose it did. We’re umm… we’re expecting a
baby.”
Calleigh’s mouth
dropped open. “Oh my goodness! I expected some changes
but… well certainly not that!” She held a hand to her heart, her
face splitting into a wide sincere smile. “Congratulations!
Horatio’s going to be a father. That’s just wonderful. Oh my
goodness… congratulations! I’d hug you but I just met you and I
don’t want you to think I’m weird.”
Samantha smiled and
stepped forward to hug Calleigh. “There. Now I’m the one that’s
weird.” She glanced over and noticed Horatio smiling softly at her
from the interrogation room with one eyebrow arched in question. She
smiled briefly at him and turned back to Calleigh. “Well… I
guess I’d better let you go. Ummm… see you soon ok?”
Calleigh smiled.
“Ok.”
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“Knock knock.”
Horatio looked up from
his desk to spot Samantha leaning on the doorframe to his office. He
matched the smirk on her face with one of his own and offered a soft
“Hey.” as Samantha came into his office. Coming around to
Horatio’s side of the desk, Samantha’s face adopted a serious
expression as she crossed her arms and perched herself on the edge of
the desk. Horatio arched an eyebrow in question.
“I think you should
let Calleigh come back to the lab.” She said bluntly.
“I should? And why
is that?” Horatio countered.
Samantha shrugged. “I
like her.”
Horatio let out a soft
chuckle. “Am I supposed to hire everyone you like? Because I
think you like just about everybody… and the Crime Lab’s budget
is small enough as it is.”
She poked him in the
shoulder. “I’m being serious.”
Horatio nodded and
sighed softly. “I know.” He turned his attention to the papers
he had been reviewing before Samantha’s interruption. “I was
taking a look at the budget when you walked in…” Horatio scanned
the pages in front of him. “I think we can swing it. The Board is
going to have my ass… but I think we can swing it. We can always
use the help.” He set down the paperwork and smiled at Samantha.
“After all…” He reached forward and gathered Samantha into his
arms so she now sat in his lap. “… I like to think my wife is
going to be home raising our children from time to time…”
Samantha giggled and
swatted him playfully on the arm. “Children? Hey now I never said
anything about having more than o---.” Samantha’s breath stopped
and her eyes opened wide as her mind caught up to the one crucial
word Horatio had said. Wife. Her heart effectively stopped
beating. “Did you just say…”
“Wife?” Horatio
finished. Samantha nodded lamely. Horatio reached into his suit
coat and fished out a small black box.
Samantha’s hands
flew to her mouth. “Oh my God.”
“Samantha? Would
you do me the honor… of becoming my wife?” He finished the
question as he opened the box, revealing the diamond inside. Tears
fell freely down Samantha’s face as she began to cry. For a few
moments, she wasn’t able to do anything but cry, and Horatio began
to feel apprehensive. “I know we haven’t known each other for
very long… if you wanted to wait and see if---.” His speech was
cut off by Samantha’s lips attacking his own.
Samantha tried to pour
every ounce of her love for this man into that one passionate kiss.
But even as she tried, she knew it would be impossible. No amount of
kisses could show all the love in her heart. Pulling back, Samantha
smiled into the hopeful and passionate blue eyes of her Horatio.
“Yes, Horatio. Yes I will marry you.”
Horatio’s face split
into a wide relieved grin as he slid the ring onto her finger. “I
love you, Samantha.”
“I love you,
Horatio.” She kissed him again and Horatio closed his eyes and
leaned back, keeping Samantha’s body pressed tightly against his
own. A low moan escaped his lips and Horatio remembered suddenly
where they were.
“Samantha…”
Horatio mumbled against her heated lips. “Not at work…”
Pulling back from his
lips, Samantha slowly stood from Horatio’s lap and walked to his
office door. Horatio didn’t know whether to be relieved or
disappointed that she had respected his wish to keep… well… that
out of the work place. Samantha, however, had other ideas as she
moved purposely to the door and shut it while standing inside.
Horatio was hard the second he heard the bolt click. He watched
mesmerized as Samantha methodically moved around the room until all
of the office blinds were drawn shut.
“I don’t know if
it’s the pregnancy hormones kicking in already… but if you don’t
take me right here… right now… in your office…” She moaned
and closed her eyes, letting her head fall back seductively. “I
just might scream…”
“God…” Horatio
let out in a rush of breath. “You’re going to be the death of
me.”
Samantha smiled
seductively, rolling her head forward again to lock eyes with her
fiancé. Swaying her hips purposely as she walked forward,
Samantha heard Horatio’s sharp intake of breath as she sat down on
his desk, sliding her body around to face the still seated Horatio
and spreading her legs wide. Horatio didn’t waste time removing
her fitted gray dress pants, followed soon after by the rest of her
clothing. Only when she lay naked on his desk did Horatio take the
time to remove his own clothing.
Moving between her
open legs, the two of them sighed with satisfaction as he slid fully
inside her. Samantha’s eyes fluttered shut as Horatio moved
slowly within her.
“Open your eyes.”
Horatio rasped.
Obeying his
soft-spoken command, Samantha opened her eyes and locked them with
Horatio’s. He thrust inside her slowly, watching her darkened
green eyes half closed as she fought to keep them open.
Samantha gazed
entranced into Horatio’s midnight blue eyes while he loved her more
thoroughly than she’d ever thought possible. He made love to her
tenderly, thrusting inside her slow and steady as he relished in the
soft moans that escaped her parted lips each time he thrust home.
Samantha’s breathing began to quicken and the soft noises she was
making increased in volume. Both let Horatio know she was close.
Still gazing deeply into each other’s eyes, Horatio waited until he
knew she was falling over the edge before allowing himself the same
rapture. Both of them cried out their pleasure as Samantha’s
orgasm ripped through her and Horatio shot a stream of redundant seed
deep inside her belly.
Bodies still trembling
from their pleasure, Horatio sealed his lips with Samantha’s,
thrusting his tongue inside her mouth, making her moan with delight.
Pulling back, Horatio reached up and ran his hands tenderly down the
sides of her face, burying them in her soft red curls.
“My love… while
I’m quite sure I would be content to make love to you every moment
of every day for the rest of my life… this… this isn’t
something we can do at the office.”
Samantha smiled and
giggled. “I know. But aren’t you glad you did… just once?”
Horatio smiled wide.
“Absolutely.”
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“Yuck. Gross…
blech!”
Eric looked up
amusedly from his magazine in the break room. “Something wrong
Ryan?”
Ryan nodded furiously.
“Ohhh yeah… mental images I didn’t need.”
Eric frowned in
confusion. “Are you going to clarify or do I need to play twenty
questions?”
Ryan shook his head
and sat down across from Eric, leaning forward and lowering his
voice. “I went by Horatio’s office to drop off the tox results
on Charles Benson. When I got there I found Horatio sitting behind
his desk.”
“So?”
“With Samantha in
his lap.”
Eric’s eyebrows shot
to his forehead. “Ohhhh.” Eric chuckled softly. “Well… I
guess that’s not so bad. I mean the guy did just find out she’s
having his baby.”
Ryan shook his head.
“That’s not the gross part.” He gestured for Delco to follow
him out into the lab. Arriving at their destination, Ryan pointed up
towards Horatio’s office. “What do you see?”
Delco frowned and
looked upward. “Nothing. Blinds are closed.”
Ryan shuddered.
“Exactly. And they were wide open when I got my little peep show.”
Eric’s mouth dropped
open. “Oh… that is gross.”
“I told you!”
Ryan watched with curiosity as Eric’s mouth closed and formed into
a smirk. “What?”
“I never told you
about the cell phone call I made to Horatio at the conference, did
I?”
“No. And I’m not
sure I want to know.”
Eric chuckled. “Well
up until finding out they actually ARE in a relationship, this was
all just speculation. But I think I can be pretty sure of what I
heard now.” He paused, lowering his voice so that no passing lab
techs would be able to overhear.
When Eric finished his
interpretation of the cell phone call, Ryan held his hands up to his
head like he was trying to squeeze the mental images out of his
brain. “Aww man… I’m all for the boss being happy but that’s…
that’s just gross.”
Eric’s only response
was to laugh.
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