Pairing: Calleigh/Eric and some Horatio/Yelina

Disclaimer: No, I don't own any of the CSI:Miami characters or sets or any of that other stuff that I'm jealous of Jerry Bruckheimer and CBS for.

Hey guys! This is my first Miami fic so I'd like to know what you think. Also, if there are any spelling mistakes or errors can you please let me know so I can fix them. Thanks. This is only the first chaapter of the story and I'm sorry it's so short but I've got a lot of schoolwork to do. Promise the next one will be longer. Hope you like it!

---

She always loved times like these – her and Eric working a case together. They weren't even saying anything. They were simply working in a comfortable silence. And she loved it. Then she heard it – a low growling sound broke the silence. It was coming from Eric's stomach. She looked up at him and grinned at the embarrassed look on his face. "Hungry?" she asked. "Unbearably" he replied. She grinned again. "Okay. Just let me bag this and I'll walk down the street and get us some food". "Thanks" Eric said.

She finished up bagging her evidence, put it in her kit, said goodbye to Eric and started walking down the street. She was perfectly happy walking down the street. She was thinking of Eric and all the things she loved about him. His compassion for the families of victims, the way he threw his heart and soul into every case and that gorgeous smile that always seemed to appear when he saw her.

All she could hear was her heart pounding deafeningly in her ears. She was deaf to the thunder rumbling above her and the angry shouts of people she collided with. She knew something was wrong. She could feel it. Something was wrong with Eric and she had to find him. Just as she was about to pay for the sandwiches she felt it. A sudden burst of pain in her chest and then her heart started to ache. Something was not right. She ran back to the scene and entered with her gun drawn. She heard raspy breathing coming from the living room of the house and so she cautiously made her way in. What she saw wouldhaunt hernightmares forever. Eric was lying in a pool of blood on the floor and she looked up to see a gun pointed in her face from a dark figure in front of the window. "Don't move a muscle or I'll shoot".

---

Please read and review guys. Like it or not I want to know what you thought of it. Also if you have something you'd like to see in future chapters let me know:)