The Confession

By Dee Dee

Chapter 1

McCall barely slept through the night. She woke up exhausted from scary dreams and the last one that really woke her up, was that Hunter got shot to death. McCall was screaming out loud in the dark and her body was all sweaty. Her legs were flat on the bed, unable to move like someone who was paralyzed. Her eyes opened widely, staring at the blank white ceiling. "Where was I?" McCall asked herself. "That must have been a dream", she told herself when trying to lift her body up. The feeling of Hunter getting killed was just like a knife stab in her heart again. This was the same feeling she had for Steven McCall, her late husband, when he got killed in the line of duty about seven years ago.

Only 5:47 am, it was so early for McCall to get up. It was not her at all. But the thought of Hunter dying in the dream was so powerful, that it was hard for her to go back to sleep. She finally turned the light on and decided to take a shower. She stayed in the shower more than an hour, until the water turned too cold, and before she got herself out of the bathroom. McCall slowly put the pink robe on and walked to the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator, but found nothing edible in there. Instead of looking for something to put in her stomach, she decided to throw out all the smelly rotten fast food that she bought a few days ago into the trash and cleaned up her house.

Still so early, McCall couldn't find anything around the house to do to distract her from all her bad dreams. So she was determined to put her clothes on and drag herself to work.

"Hi McCall." Hunter said with a surprised look on his face.

"Hi yourself Hunter." McCall responded with a flat voice, while walking directly to the coffee station next to their desks.

"What's wrong?" Hunter asked.

"What do you mean?" Still in the same tone of voice, McCall replied.

"It's not you McCall. You're never here before 7 a.m."

Back to her desk, sitting down across Hunter, McCall put her cup of coffee on the desk and picked up one of the files to read, ignoring what Hunter said.

"Are you okay, McCall?" Hunter asked

"I am absolutely fine Hunter. Why do you keep asking me if something wrong with me? Just stop it, okay", McCall said angrily.

"I keep asking because you look like a mess, Dee Dee."

"Thanks for your comment, but how I look is none of your business." McCall answered with annoyance.

"What's wrong with her lately?" Hunter questioned in his mind, and he stopped himself to confront her rude attitude because it's the last thing he wanted; a fight with McCall. He knew something bothered her and that concerned him. Hunter wished she know how much he care for her.

They both sat quietly at their desk. Hunter's eyes glanced toward McCall's direction. She was quiet, her reaction was cold, and she didn't smile at all.

She just stared at the files for more than twenty minutes, unchanged. Hunter always loved his partner's smiles. It bought the whole world to him.

"Hi handsome, I knew I could find you here. A familiar voice behind Hunter broke the silent atmosphere. There was a blonde, tall, and classy Christine Huges.

"What are you doing here, Christine?" Hunter asked, astonished while pushing his chair to the side.

"Good morning, McCall", Christine announced.

"Morning Christine", McCall responded, looking up at the woman and quietly dropping her eyes back down to the file on her hand.

"I woke up, didn't see you around…and I don't want to stay home alone". Christine moved her body, leaning on to Hunter's desk with a sexy smile. She was unbelievably gorgeous.
"No wonder Hunter fell for her". McCall thought.

"Did you see my note?" Hunter asked.

"I did, but I wanted to see you and have breakfast with you. What do you say?" Christine said, with another seductive voice.

"Uhmm….uhmm…I don't know that I can now. I have an important case I need to follow. That's why I left a note for you. How's about dinner tonight?" Hunter asked.

"Don't I have another option?" Christine said, while playing with Hunter's tie.

"Okay, I am leaving now. And promise me you won't be late tonight. So, Hunter, I will see you at your house at 5:30 okay? Give me a kiss." Christine demanded.

"I've missed you." Hunter said, as he stood up and put a kiss on her lips. "I promise we'll have dinner tonight."

Christine kissed him back and murmured quietly in his ear, "Don't work too hard. Save your energy for tonight, okay?" With a sexy smile again; Christine then walked out of the precinct. Hunter watched her until she disappeared into the elevator before turning back to his desk.

Chapter 2

At 8:20am

"Are you ready to leave?" McCall suddenly stood up and moved away from her desk.

"I'm right behind you, McCall". Hunter answered.

Hunter was driving McCall to Mrs. Stanley's house. During half an hour of driving, there were no words between them. McCall was looking out the window with her own thoughts, while Hunter was thinking about the new relationship with Christine, the women he just met in front of his beach house more than two weeks ago.

(Two weeks ago)

One Saturday evening, Hunter decided to take his mind off the case that he was working on with McCall. The homicide case was Mrs. Stanley's husband, Eric Stanly who was missing for five days. Finally his body was found at the park next to the LA zoo. Hunter and McCall were on this case for days but couldn't find any link to the killer. Both of them worked late and were exhausted every night. So, Hunter decided to give himself a break. That Saturday, Hunter just wanted to stay at home to relax. So he brought his chair and his book to the shoreline, waiting for the sunset. But he could not concentrate on the book because of the young woman in the bright red bikini that had been walking back and forth in front of him. She'd done this about four times. The woman in red walked up to Hunter and introduced herself as Christine Huges and asked to join watching the sunset with him. Hunter did not hesitate to say "yes" to her and found that he had a lot of fun with her that night. He had more fun than he expected. Since then, the relationship with Christine seemed to be working out very well. She didn't worry when he came home late, or ask him to take care of her. She was very supportive of whatever he shared with her. They had the same interests, and Hunter believed Christine made him happy. She was a smart woman, and that's one of the things that Hunter appreciated about Christine. She was also good in bed, and Hunter couldn't resist her. Christine ended up at Hunter's place about 6 or 7 times within the last two weeks and Hunter liked her very much.

However, one thing he did not know, that it was killing McCall. The past two weeks Hunter spent with Christine drove McCall crazy. She tried to be more supportive when Hunter told her the stories about Christine. She didn't know what was wrong with her and all she knew was that she could not focus on the case. She felt so moody whenever Christine's named was brought up. McCall easily got angry with everyone, including Hunter, which he didn't understand why. All he thought that McCall had which call "female" problems.