A/N – I got this idea from watching clips of The Best Defense on YouTube. I'm not sure how many chapters story or not. This is my first fanfic so please don't be too harsh…Please let me know if I should continue or not. Reviews are awesome!

Spoilers – Best Defense (05x2)

"I didn't realize evidence took sides!"

Calleigh hit the punching bag repeatedly alternating between kicks and punches. Her anger built as she thought about that idiot John Hagen.

"Of course," Calleigh muttered as she swiftly dodged the heavy bag, "I didn't think he was so irritating this morning."

She rammed the punching bag so hard it almost swung over on its chain holding it to the ceiling. "I. Hate…" not really recognizing what she detested. "I.Hate.This!" she growled in between punches.

At the doorway of the small gym, down the road from the lab was Eric Delko. His eyes were raised and his face a mixture of shock and amusement at seeing Calleigh here. His mouth almost dropped open as he watched her whack the punching bag with a force he didn't think she possessed. Calleigh whammed the bag one more time, muscles flexing impressively and she stopped, breathing heavily. Turning to grab a drink from her water bottle she stopped when she saw Eric observing her from the doorway.

"Whoa…" Eric commented. "Bad day?"

"You have no idea," Calleigh replied panting.

"Want to tell me about it?" he asked.

"Nope."

"So…um…" Eric asked feeling uncomfortable with the silence. "Are you gonna keep working out?"

"Why, you want to do something, Delko?" she teased flirtatiously.

"Are you accepting, Duquesne?" he shot back with a grin from ear to ear.

"Depends on what we're gonna do," Calleigh said walking over to him.

"Okay…want to go out for dinner and drinks-" Eric asked but was cut short when Detective Hagen bustled through the door knocking Calleigh over onto Eric.

Calleigh glanced over at Hagen, her body tensing and the easy smile leaving her face. Eric noticed the change in the atmosphere as Hagen opened his mouth to speak.

"Going to a bar, Calleigh? Following in your alcoholic father's footsteps I see," Hagen sneered.

Eric's fists clenched tightly and he exhaled quickly, expressing his anger through his breath. Calleigh sent him a warning with her eyes, lightly covered his fisted hands with hers and walked over to John. Eric stood rooted to the spot ready to intervene if needed.

"What do you want, Hagen?" she said coldly, stressing his last name.