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Miami dump

Besides, some of the beautiful babes for whom Miami was justifiably famous might be in the park, and Eric liked being in the presence of babes.

(CSI: Miami: Right to Die by Jeff Mariotte, pg 27)

Ryan shrugged. In his melon-colored shirt with the tail hanging out, a periwinkle suit, and spiked hair, he could have been one of the models so common in Miami, instead of a cop.

(pg 29)

Now all Ryan can think about is how perilously close he came to losing Eric.  Think, like he’s mostly managed not to since his early days as a CSI, about how close any of them are to falling.

wolfeko | rating: T | chapter 1/4 | word count: 1420 | post-ep: 05.15 man down

They seem to spend so much time at each other’s throats, especially early on, and now that he knows that Eric’s forgotten about Speedle, too…

He almost couldn’t visit him today, now that Eric spends more of his time awake, too afraid that he’d lost his friend anyway.

just a little more time with you

His eyes flick from number plate to number plate as he searches for Eric’s new room.  He was transferred to a general floor earlier this morning, well enough now not to need the constant monitoring.

He finds it soon enough, and he hesitates briefly outside the door before quietly pushing it open.  For all that he saw Eric after his surgery that first day and for all that he psyched himself up for this visit—only his second since Eric was admitted—he still wasn’t quite prepared to see him now and has to take a moment to lean steadyingly against the wall and take the sight of him in.