DISCALIMER: I don't own CSI Miami and i don't make any money from it
Chapter 4.
One week later.
"Calleigh, you have to fix the engine on this boat," said Natalia, they were stuck out at sea.
"Well I'm not the one who broke it in the first place and I'm not commander in chief either," she said.
"You president," said Natalia thoughtfully.
"Like that would ever happen I'm a woman," said Calleigh.
"All raise for President Duquesne," Natalia joked.
"Very funny give me a screwdriver," said Calleigh and dried of some oil on her pants.
"Here you go Madame President," Valera joked and handed it over.
"Why thank you Vise President," Calleigh said with a giggle as their admiral came in and watched the three girls joke around while they were fixing the engine.
"So what is your first act as Madame President," said Natalia.
"It would be to get a newer and better engine," said Calleigh and giggle.
"Well I might be able to fix that in the next harbor Madam President," said the admiral.
"Oh sorry Andrew, we were just joking," Calleigh apologized.
"No worries ma'am, I think you would make a great President," he said and smiled at her.
"Nah I better stick to the navy," she said and smiled at him.
"Is my engine fixed?" he asked.
"All better, but I still need new parts at the next harbor," she said.
"And you will get that, oh and it's time for lunch," he said and they all went upstairs to the mess.
Dear Diary.
One week since it happen now, I love being out at sea takes my mind of him, well at least days, in the nights my mind is going like crazy. It hurts inside me. It was like being back home. How come men are so cruel? I just wished I could get him back for it, but that wouldn't be right. I hurt so badly.
I just wanna, no I can't, better suck it up and go on.
Feedback always welcome and very much appriciated :o)
Your Calleigh.