Title: Incomplete
Author: Jen (no longer listing all the names. Bleh, too many)
Pairing: Flack/Aiden
Summary: She gave him everything while he threw it all away.
A/N: Yes, this is a major angst one so if you hate angst and don't want to see bad things happen to the ship then don't read.


She watched him, watched as he entered their apartment and threw his car keys onto the table. She watched him fling his jacket off his shoulders before brushing absently past her and into the kitchen to grab a beer.

They had yet another fight and now Aiden did not know what to do. First, they were small fights about stupid things in which both would get over the next morning. Then they grew into larger ones which resulting in unwanted curses and tears with the thought of leaving one another for good.

At one point, Flack had actually pushed her away and to her that was the final straw. She quickly grabbed her belongings and told him to fuck off. Told him that hell was the only place where he would be wanted, and then she left, closing the door behind her.

However, that was two weeks ago and she realized how badly she missed him and came back. Both had apologized and everything seemed to be smooth sailing.

Until last night.


Aiden dialed Flack's number as she parked her car in front of their apartment complex. A month ago, Aiden and Flack both decided on buying their own apartment together. A small step in their already booming relationship. It had been two years since they started dating and since both had spent most of their time not at their own apartments, they decided on just buying one for the both of them.
Then there was his voice and Aiden tried to not smile every time she heard it but that was impossible. "Flack."

"Hey," she said softly as she leaned back in her car seat as she watched some cars whiz by, "you up for dinner tonight, maybe? Please?"

"I've got to work late."

"Again? Four days in a row Don."

"It's New York Aid."

"I don't even have to work overtime. I don't think anyone does."

"You work in a completely different area than I do. I'm going from case to case and it's tough."

She sighed. So much for the plans she had for them tonight. "Alright, I'll leave something in the fridge for you."

"Thanks Aid. I owe you one."

She smiled faintly before gathering her bags and exiting her vehicle. "Sure do."

"Okay, they're calling for me. I might see you tonight."

"I love you."

"Yeah, see you later."

Click.

Aiden felt her heart suddenly sink as she heard the dial tone in her ear. Why every time Aiden told him she loved him he never, not ever once said it back? Was it because he did not love her or because he did not want to say it in front of all his co-workers who would constantly teased him with "I wuv you too!" mimicking in the background.

Moreover, as she unlocked the door she prayed that it was problem two.


After he grabbed himself a beer, he left for the bedroom. Flack didn't even look at her and she felt the blood boil inside of her as she pulled herself off from the couch.

Bastard was not going to get away with this.

Aiden followed after him and stopped short when she found him lying on his back on the bed, the beer bottle in his hand as he stared up at the ceiling.

As she moved closer, the light casting down from the moon illuminated the unshed tears in his eyes. Aiden felt her stomach turn when she, in the first time, saw tears in Flack's eyes.

"Don?" She asked softly as she inched closer to the bed. "What's wrong?"

He did not respond. He did not even blink. He just continued to stare up at the ceiling.

Aiden moved this time onto the bed. "Don?" She choked as she crawled over to him and brushed the strands of his dark hair off from his forehead as she stared down at his eyes. The tears were visibly there and she could feel her own hiding behind her eyes.

"I...I can't do it Aiden." He finally said as he closed his eyes, the tears streaming down his cheek.

She continued to brush his hair away. "Do what?"

"Love you."

Aiden's fingers stopped and her breath came short. After two years of everything they had gone through, he still could not love her. She felt the anger boil up inside of her again as her eyes fell on the beer bottle in his hand and she realized now that every time he came home he smelt like smoke.

"You're going to the bar now aren't you? Every fuckin' night instead of coming home you're going to the bar and you're probably fuckin' any girl there except for me aren't you?" Aiden cried as she backed away from him before grabbing the beer bottle out of his hands and throwing it hard against the wall, glass and alcohol crashed to the floor. "Aren't you Don? Answer me damnit!"

He winced when his beer bottle hit against the wall. Flack wanted to lie to her, wanted to tell her that it was not true but in reality, it was. He had told her that he was working late when really he was heading to the bar and getting so drunk that he found himself several times in bed with unknown women who he had never met.

However, Aiden, she was devoting her life to him and he was throwing it away. How could he live on like this?

"I gave you everything! You bastard!" Something else was thrown halfway across the room with a resulting sound in a crash as Flack winced again. "Get out! GET OUT!"

Flack wanted to yell back, wanted to tell her that he needed more time and that his life is too chaotic for love but she would not listen and he did not even have enough energy to.

"I SAID GET OUT DON." She yelled as she grabbed him and with what strength she had left, she ripped him from the bed and pushed his packed suitcase into his hands. "AND DON'T COME BACK WITH SOME LAME ASS APOLOGY."

He wanted to turn around and tell her to give him more time, wanted to turn around and hold her close in his arms but he knew it was over. He knew that he had screwed it all up and she had all the right to be mad at him.

Flack made his way towards the door, Aiden staying five feet away as he slowly opened the door and looked over his shoulder at her. "I'm sorry." And before she could open her mouth and respond, he turned around and walked away, the door closing slowly behind him.


FIN.
Or…sha'll a make another chapter? Hm? I might not because I love angst and I'm not sure if I want to write another chapter unless people are up for it.