DISCALIMER: I don't own CSI Miami and i don't make any money from it
If loving you is wrong…Als van jou houden verkeerd is
Chapter 1.
Calleigh moaned out gently caressing herself closing her eyes picturing not being alone before stopping panting wishing there was someone else with her.
Slowly calming herself down she got out of bed and headed over to the closet looking at the content groaning, she was feed up with its content and wanted something new. She wanted change, something that wasn't her perhaps.
She slowly browsed through the content and ended up with a couple of jeans and a white T-shirt with the peace symbol on the front, she couldn't even remember where she had gotten it.
She found a black belt that fitted the jeans and a pair of sneakers before putting on her holster and gun before putting her hair in a pony tail and heading to work.
"Calleigh is that you?" she heard a familiar voice ask and turned to see Julia, that was dressed in one of her usual black dresses.
"Yes," was her answer.
"Why the sudden change in wardrobe?" the older woman asked.
"I was bored and I needed a change," she answered.
Julia nodded and said, "I better get going, I just needed to discuss something with Horatio."
The younger blonde nodded, and she never knew what exactly made her do it, but as she walked away she whistled after her, Julia of course turned raising her brows.
Calleigh's face went red and she looked down in the ground while the older blonde just shook her head and walked away again.
"Why did you do that?" she heard Natalia ask behind her.
"I, I dunno," Calleigh stuttered.
"New look?" she asked.
"Uh-huh, like it," she said looking at the brunette.
"Not too bad, but I need to go, see you later," she said heading for one of the Hummer's.
Calleigh was sitting in firearms rubbing her temple looking really trouble when Horatio came inside asking, "Are you OK?"
"Mhm, why," she asked not looking up.
"You've just seemed a bit troubled lately," he said.
"I'm fine," she said writing down something on a piece of paper.
"Hmmmm," he said looking over her shoulder reading the Spanish words she had jotted down which said, "Estólido Julia, te odio" (Stupid Julia I hate you.)
"What did she do?" he asked a bit confused.
"Nothing," she answered quietly not looking up at him.
"Then why are you upset with her?" he asked confused.
"Because she is messing everything up," she said, but she was thinking 'she's messing me all up.'
"Hmmmm," he said thoughtfully as he again left her shaking his head a little on the way out.
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