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For jeremybrettfan who asked for Horatio/Calleigh and snow.
Calleigh stares dubiously at the pair of skis before looking at Horatio. "You know, maybe this isn't such a good idea after all."
"I thought you wanted to go skiing."
She did; it's just that the skis are bigger than she thought, and the mountain steeper than she expected. She has visions of skiing off the edge of a cliff, or tumbling down the slope, turning into an enormous snowball the way it happens in cartoons.
Horatio looks far too smug for his own good and Calleigh decides she's up for the challenge after all. "Okay, Handsome. Let's go ski."
For natushka who asked for Horatio/Calleigh and Fast Car.
I remember we were driving, driving in your car/And I had a feeling that I belonged/And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone
Calleigh almost didn't come to Miami. She liked New Orleans, liked her job, liked her colleagues, but the more she thought about Horatio's offer, the more she felt Miami beckoning.
That was years ago, and now Calleigh knows that it wasn't Miami that drew her; it was actually Horatio. These days, she cannot imagine her life without him in it.
Somewhere along the line he became her best friend, her confidante, and now, her lover. He treats her as his equal; she's always liked that about him.
There's nowhere else in the world she'd rather be than at his side.