Title: Green-Eyed Monster (1/?)
Author: Andrea (abc3969)
Rating: R (adult language, themes)
Pairing: Hagen/Calleigh, Horatio/Calleigh
Spoilers: None, really, as long as you know who Hagen is.
Author's Notes: My first serial fic! I had an idea going into Part 1, but it was slow to evolve. Now, suddenly, inspiration has struck and it's taking me in a whole new direction, apparently! Part 2 up soon.
Feedback: Please.this one needs it!
Disclaimer: Me no profit, you no sue.
*****
Detective John Hagen. Miami-Dade's Golden Boy of the moment. Bastard. Just the thought of that name makes Horatio's blood simmer. Every time he hears that name, Horatio has to fight the urge to lose the temper he works especially hard at trying to control.
The Herald showcased Hagen in their recent "Miami's Most Eligible Bachelors" feature. Horatio, curiously, didn't make the list. Lousy rag. MDPD publicity reps make sure to plaster Hagen's face all over the evening news, "good PR," they claim. The new class of female cadets falls over each other scrambling to get his attention.
One day, somebody's gonna have to knock him off his pedestal, Horatio thinks, and if I'm not the one to do it, I'll surely buy the first round for the guy who does.
If pressed to admit it, Horatio could find nothing wrong with Hagen professionally. He does his job and does it well. He is dedicated to serving the people of Miami and seems to love his work. His solve rate is fast becoming the stuff of legends. He nearly always gets assigned to all the high-priority cases directly from the top brass, or is asked to consult. He knows his stuff. Can't find fault with him there, damn it.
'He's a snappy dresser, rivaled only by yours truly,' Horatio mused wryly. No fault there either.
He's equally comfortable working with both men and women. Everybody just loves him. Again, no fault.
But the women, well, the women of CSI are all acting as though they're under some sort of spell-he's got each of them convinced that they are his next victim.check that, girlfriend. THERE. There's the fault. He's playing mind games and the ladies are going to get hurt. While Horatio doesn't want to see any of his co-workers trampled by this Romeo, he's especially concerned about Calleigh.
Hagen and Calleigh have a successful working relationship. They easily bounce ideas off each other and Calleigh fills in the missing pieces of his cases. More than once, she's pulled his ass out of the fire, so to speak. She's what makes his solve rate so high. They can laugh and tease each other comfortably. It's sickening, really. He practically gets starry- eyed looking at her and she gets a gleam in her eye that Horatio doesn't like one bit. 'She used to look at me that way,' Horatio remembers. Then, Golden Boy nailed a drug lord on the FBI's Most Wanted List. The scum was running guns out of a greenhouse near South Beach. Calleigh's crackerjack skills tied him to the guns in only hours. Her service record would forever reflect the fact that she showed up the Boys Club. Damn, Horatio was proud of her. But, so was Hagen. He'd offered to take her to dinner to celebrate "their" collar. As far as Horatio was concerned, it was Calleigh's collar, and hers alone. Hagen just rode the wave in her wake.
That was two months ago. Calleigh and Hagen have been inseparable since then. Oh, they haven't made any grand announcements to the effect, but Horatio's radar was picking up the signals loud and clear-Calleigh and Hagen had extended their association to "after hours." They are a couple. Why the hell did that bother him so much?
Calleigh didn't stick around at lunchtime anymore-she went to meet Hagen or he picked her up and took her out. Whenever the gang decided to blow off some steam and head for the bar, Calleigh would beg off. Several times, Horatio spied Hagen dropping Calleigh off for work in the morning. Not a good sign. She'd obviously spent the previous nights with him. Alexx had even mentioned that she had asked Calleigh to go for a "girls' night out," but again, Calleigh had declined. Things were going downhill fast. Calleigh was pulling away from her friends and keeping herself only to Hagen. Horatio was not just jealous, a feeling he'd analyze later, but he was suspicious. Something just isn't right.
End Part 1, TBC.
Author: Andrea (abc3969)
Rating: R (adult language, themes)
Pairing: Hagen/Calleigh, Horatio/Calleigh
Spoilers: None, really, as long as you know who Hagen is.
Author's Notes: My first serial fic! I had an idea going into Part 1, but it was slow to evolve. Now, suddenly, inspiration has struck and it's taking me in a whole new direction, apparently! Part 2 up soon.
Feedback: Please.this one needs it!
Disclaimer: Me no profit, you no sue.
*****
Detective John Hagen. Miami-Dade's Golden Boy of the moment. Bastard. Just the thought of that name makes Horatio's blood simmer. Every time he hears that name, Horatio has to fight the urge to lose the temper he works especially hard at trying to control.
The Herald showcased Hagen in their recent "Miami's Most Eligible Bachelors" feature. Horatio, curiously, didn't make the list. Lousy rag. MDPD publicity reps make sure to plaster Hagen's face all over the evening news, "good PR," they claim. The new class of female cadets falls over each other scrambling to get his attention.
One day, somebody's gonna have to knock him off his pedestal, Horatio thinks, and if I'm not the one to do it, I'll surely buy the first round for the guy who does.
If pressed to admit it, Horatio could find nothing wrong with Hagen professionally. He does his job and does it well. He is dedicated to serving the people of Miami and seems to love his work. His solve rate is fast becoming the stuff of legends. He nearly always gets assigned to all the high-priority cases directly from the top brass, or is asked to consult. He knows his stuff. Can't find fault with him there, damn it.
'He's a snappy dresser, rivaled only by yours truly,' Horatio mused wryly. No fault there either.
He's equally comfortable working with both men and women. Everybody just loves him. Again, no fault.
But the women, well, the women of CSI are all acting as though they're under some sort of spell-he's got each of them convinced that they are his next victim.check that, girlfriend. THERE. There's the fault. He's playing mind games and the ladies are going to get hurt. While Horatio doesn't want to see any of his co-workers trampled by this Romeo, he's especially concerned about Calleigh.
Hagen and Calleigh have a successful working relationship. They easily bounce ideas off each other and Calleigh fills in the missing pieces of his cases. More than once, she's pulled his ass out of the fire, so to speak. She's what makes his solve rate so high. They can laugh and tease each other comfortably. It's sickening, really. He practically gets starry- eyed looking at her and she gets a gleam in her eye that Horatio doesn't like one bit. 'She used to look at me that way,' Horatio remembers. Then, Golden Boy nailed a drug lord on the FBI's Most Wanted List. The scum was running guns out of a greenhouse near South Beach. Calleigh's crackerjack skills tied him to the guns in only hours. Her service record would forever reflect the fact that she showed up the Boys Club. Damn, Horatio was proud of her. But, so was Hagen. He'd offered to take her to dinner to celebrate "their" collar. As far as Horatio was concerned, it was Calleigh's collar, and hers alone. Hagen just rode the wave in her wake.
That was two months ago. Calleigh and Hagen have been inseparable since then. Oh, they haven't made any grand announcements to the effect, but Horatio's radar was picking up the signals loud and clear-Calleigh and Hagen had extended their association to "after hours." They are a couple. Why the hell did that bother him so much?
Calleigh didn't stick around at lunchtime anymore-she went to meet Hagen or he picked her up and took her out. Whenever the gang decided to blow off some steam and head for the bar, Calleigh would beg off. Several times, Horatio spied Hagen dropping Calleigh off for work in the morning. Not a good sign. She'd obviously spent the previous nights with him. Alexx had even mentioned that she had asked Calleigh to go for a "girls' night out," but again, Calleigh had declined. Things were going downhill fast. Calleigh was pulling away from her friends and keeping herself only to Hagen. Horatio was not just jealous, a feeling he'd analyze later, but he was suspicious. Something just isn't right.
End Part 1, TBC.
