Title: Tomorrow chap three - How long
Author: CSIMagenta
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: A moment in C's mind.
A/N: Thanks to Steph
How long?
Calleigh had watched his car pull away,
She had expected the sorrowful expression staring back at her from the window to flow away with the seemingly endless droplets.
She sighed heavily as she moved away from the window, the blur of water not leaving as her warm tears took the place of streaming rain.
She tried to shake back the tears, but she couldn't.
That night she cried.
That night she slept.
Not well.
And not with the man she loved.
She slept alone, a man in her bed she wished would go away, never to
be thought of again.
She slept that night.
On the couch.
She wondered if sorry would ever be enough?
She was sorry.
Work had always been an escape from her life, but now work was her life, and her escape didn't come with the bullets and bonds of ballistics.
How long before he trusts me again?
Before he trusts me with his smile?
With his laugh and his eyes and... Will he ever trust me with his heart?
How long before he touches my hand? My hair?
How long before he comes back to me? Holds my looks?
How long before I tell him I'm sorry?
Sorry it wasn't him? … Isn't him.
Calleigh's head fell into her hands as she blinked back the tears that threatened her resolve and pushed against her eyes as her headache grew.
"Hey." Speed said as he entered the break room, making a bee line for the coffee.
"Hey too you to." She smiled perkily at him, "How's it going?" she didn't want to talk to him.
She didn't want to smile, she wanted to run and scream and shout and yell and … she wanted Horatio.
But no, that's wasn't how things worked.
She had known it wouldn't last with Hagen; she hadn't really wanted it to. It still hurt.
Maybe it even hurt more that she had run to him instead of-
She looked down at her beeper, the small sound jolting her from her thoughts.
"It's Horatio. Sorry." He shrugged as she got up.
She walked down the corridors; they felt smaller now, now she had to see him.
She still loved him.
God she loved him so much, but it hurt knowing he didn't love her back.
She stopped at his door.
How long till it stopped hurting.
Author: CSIMagenta
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: A moment in C's mind.
A/N: Thanks to Steph
How long?
Calleigh had watched his car pull away,
She had expected the sorrowful expression staring back at her from the window to flow away with the seemingly endless droplets.
She sighed heavily as she moved away from the window, the blur of water not leaving as her warm tears took the place of streaming rain.
She tried to shake back the tears, but she couldn't.
That night she cried.
That night she slept.
Not well.
And not with the man she loved.
She slept alone, a man in her bed she wished would go away, never to
be thought of again.
She slept that night.
On the couch.
She wondered if sorry would ever be enough?
She was sorry.
Work had always been an escape from her life, but now work was her life, and her escape didn't come with the bullets and bonds of ballistics.
How long before he trusts me again?
Before he trusts me with his smile?
With his laugh and his eyes and... Will he ever trust me with his heart?
How long before he touches my hand? My hair?
How long before he comes back to me? Holds my looks?
How long before I tell him I'm sorry?
Sorry it wasn't him? … Isn't him.
Calleigh's head fell into her hands as she blinked back the tears that threatened her resolve and pushed against her eyes as her headache grew.
"Hey." Speed said as he entered the break room, making a bee line for the coffee.
"Hey too you to." She smiled perkily at him, "How's it going?" she didn't want to talk to him.
She didn't want to smile, she wanted to run and scream and shout and yell and … she wanted Horatio.
But no, that's wasn't how things worked.
She had known it wouldn't last with Hagen; she hadn't really wanted it to. It still hurt.
Maybe it even hurt more that she had run to him instead of-
She looked down at her beeper, the small sound jolting her from her thoughts.
"It's Horatio. Sorry." He shrugged as she got up.
She walked down the corridors; they felt smaller now, now she had to see him.
She still loved him.
God she loved him so much, but it hurt knowing he didn't love her back.
She stopped at his door.
How long till it stopped hurting.