Hey, hey! Sooo, here's the second chapter and thank you for everyone that read it and for the person that reviewed.

Chapter Two

There are only so many arguements that you can have with someone, you know. And there are many types of arguments, that go from daily and mundane things to religion linked topics and other philosophic stuff. But none of those topics were the ones that got Eric Delko and Anna Marcs arguing before they arrived to the building, as they drived towards thebuilding, at the crime scene and during the drive back.

They argued about who was driving, the better way to get there, the better place to park, who they were going to speak too first. They bickered about evidence, they commented on each other's personal taste when they decided to put on some music to ease the inviorment. In all, the two argued alot.

Anna slammed the car door with a little too much strenght, making a nasty metal sound ring in her ear, making her even more irritated. Gain, they had spent the hole time arguing over stupid things and she felt like kicking Delko in between the legs, shoot him, get a boat and go to high sea and abandon his courpe, to come back to a happy, Eric Delko free life. She pushed her glasses to the top of her nose, as she sent him a sideway glance, letting out a frustrated grunt.

Eric looked at her with amusement but said nothing. From the little he knew about Anna, he knew she was probably coming up with clever plans of killing and torturing him, and besides he had plenty of time to piss her off on the way back to the lab, and since he was the one driving, she couldn't harm him without propably harming herself. Thank god for human survival instintcs.

They walked in silence as they entered the tall, silver building straight towards the desk where a blonde woman sat, chewing her gum loudly and talking on the phone. She played aorund with one of her curls, taht looked as fake as her blonde hair with brown roots, and only looked up to them to gaze at Eric with happy looking eyes.

"Carly, I got to go, call back in a minute,'kay?"The woman had a thick accent that Anna couldn't quite ctach from where, since she still had some trouble in identifying accents from across North America, and she rinckled her nose as she read Candice-Marie on her name tag.

Tacky, tacky, tacky, tackyAnna looked form the label to the face that came with it, with a smirk and an eyebrow raised towards the woman that stared at Eric with lusty eyes, as he shot her a big smile. This smile made Anna roll her eyes at the two of them as she waited for him to stop looking like he was about to pull of the shiny armour from his backpocket.

"Hi, welcome to Barlons & Sons, how can I be of service?,"He voice was filled with malice, as she looked Eric from hi eyes to his chest, since that was how far she could see as she got her chair to come out of the desk and crossed her legs. Before Eric could speak, and he was about to do so, Anna pulled off her badge and said coldly.

"Hi Candice-Marie, we're with the Crime Lab, we need to talk to Mr.Kevin Barlons, could you please tell us where to go?,"She kept a fake smile on her lips, and stuffed her badge into her pocket, corssing her arms in a defensive way. She knew Eric was staring at her with a disaproving look, but like she cared about him not approving her manners.

Eric looked at the girl with an apolegetic smile and turned his eyes to his "partner". She looked like she always did, arrogant and cold, and usually this amde him roll his eyes and grin at the same time. But at that time of the day, after spending half an hour arguing about radio stations, he felt like telling her to take the stick out of her ass and be less of a stuck up, and he almost did so, when Candice-Marie spoke up, looking a little amused with the tension between them.

"Mr.Barlons' office is on the 18th floor, I'm sure you'll see it," She smiled at Eric and then gave a quicky dirty but amused look at the woman. Now, Candice-Marie could be alot of things and book-smart was not one of them, but her woman-insticts were as sharp as a knife and she could tell that all that tension going on asn't coming all from a bad relationship. No sir.

"Thanks,"Eric flashed a flirty smile at the girl and started walking towardsthe elevator, as Anna was already pressing the button. He always mused on how uncannly fast she managed to get away from people. They waited for the elevator in silence, and as the doors opened, four laughing people came out, leaving the two alone together. It was your typical elevator, shiny metal taht allowed you to check out your hair and horrible boring music.

For two floors they were quiet, until Eric broke the silence that Anna was hoping and praying he'd keep without ruining the rest of her morning with yet another fight.

"You didn't have to be such a bitch,"His tone was calm and cool, like they were discussing the weather or flirting. You know that, calm and relazed tone, that leaves a smile on your face. But in this case the politeness sounded so fake that it made Anna laugh.

"Sorry, it just comes out naturally around you,"She answered back in her best polite tone, the sort you use on some annoying salesman that calls you at home right when you were about to get into the tub filled with warm, delicious water to dirnk a glass of red wine.

"Yeah I guess you can't fight what you are, right?,"Eric looked at her with his smile growing as he saw her cheeks get red from the annoyence. She always turned red when something bothered her. She'd get really red in the center of her cheeks and pink around it. And she'd runkled her nose as she tried to remain calm. He knew all this, in some amaizing unknown way.

"Well, I'm gald we're working together"She said out of the blue, as she looked at him with a big, pearly white smile, that actually looked true. It made her hole face shine,a nd it was probably one of the best things she had. Eric caught himself thinking she should do it more often, maybe she wouldn't be that much of an arrogant.

"Really? Why's that?,"He asked curiously, and slightly shocked since this either meant she was going to say something nice or to be rude like always, but the way she smiled almost amde him believe she was being truly nice, just because. For no reason.

"Because when we work together it helps me remind myself of why I don't like you,"Her smile turned into a fake one and then into an angry frown. He wasn't able to answer because the elevator stopped and the doors opened, letting in two buisness man in fancy suits. They spent the rest of the time in silence, Eric glancing once in a while over at Anna who had her eyes fixed on the ground, and cursing herself for not letting her hair loose that day, so that she could hide the red marks around her eyes that she knew were probably coming.

She hated when this happened. She liked to keep up with that imagi of being cool and cold around him, imune to his insults. That was who she was. Anna Marcs, the calm and collected know-it-all, not really a bitch or the sort of person that complained too much, but someone who didn't really care about other people in general. And no matter how cliché it sounded to her, she didn't mind. She liked keeping up that appearence.

Finally they reached the 18th floor, and she walked towards the recepcionist with a neutral stone mask on her face, with Eric beside her, also looking neutral. In his mind he was thinking taht something must be very wrong with Macrs that day because usually she'd be yelling and telling him how much of an asshole she thought he was. But instead, she seemed to be having some sort of internal crises that prevented her from yelling or making a fuss about things. Not that he minded or was boethered by this, he welcomed the silence, but still it was odd.

The other owman, this time an old looking lady, smiled sweetly at them and told them to go right and that they would find Mr.Borlons office at the end of the corridor. They kept walking in silence and in quick steps, as they were both dying to get back to the lab, trying to forget that they had to spend more time together they the one they already had, since they were on the case together.

The conversation with Kevin wasn't brilliant or helpful by far, but still they were expeting him to say anythign if he had something to do with it, so they came back down not very bothered with it. During the hole time Anna had stayed quiet, something strange because she usally would inturrupt Eric and try and shut him off so that she would do the talking. But she didn't say a word after the elevator and they were already in the car when Eric decided he liked the annoying Anna better then the stone cold Anna.

"It's not that I like it when you're bitching around,"He looked at her. They were waiting for the red light to turn green and the music didn't seem to fill in for the non-existent conversation/argument,"But this new attitude is just as annoying,"He finished, looking back to the road, cursing himself. That day was just getting stranger and stranger.

"Well, if it annoys then I'll stop," She said with a quiet voice, but the sarcasm was obvious. She changed the radio station, but he changed it back. She looked at him with an annoyed expression but he kept gazing foward. She moved to change it again, but he slapped her hand with little force and said,"No, leave it there,"

"But it sucks, and I want to hear something else,"She said, movign again to change it. He slapped her hand again and she let out a frustrtaed sigh.

"Eric, let me change the station!,"She said, her tone level raising.

"You didn't ask politely,"He said with a grin, finsing her annoyence amusing, as he looked pver at her face, not blushing with anger. He knew that they wouldn't go home tonight wihtout haing a seirous fight but he couldn't help himself. Watching her like that just made him feel... victorious.

"Let me change the station, asshole,"She said in a friendly tone, and before he could eract she changed the station to classic music, and smiled.

Eric said nothing, but smiled slightly. Yep, they had a strange thing going one, they did.

End of Chapter

I'm not very sure about this chapter, and I'm afraid people won't understand what they have going on but I'll try and make it more clear in future chapters, okay? R&R