Chapter 3: Blonde Ambition

Ryan shot passed Calliegh, who suddenly knew who he was going for. Eric looked up, confused. Calliegh ran out of the house, running as fast as she could towards Ryan, who looked absolutely murderous. "Erica!" Ryan called as he tried to shove Calliegh off. Erica turned around. "Ahh! Mr. Ryan Wolfe; the man Miami loves to hate. Tell me, are there any breakthroughs you're hoping for? To reassure Miami this kidnapper will be captured?" She said mockingly. Calliegh finally caught up and grabbed Ryan, who was shooting death glares at Erica. Erica smirked. "Who's the pretty lady? Care to dish?" Ryan held up his fist, but Calliegh shot a warning glare at him. "I'm his co – worker. I don't care if you like it or not, but you'd better back off, or I'll sue the entire news station." Calliegh threatened. Erica did not seem intimidated. "It'll be 2 to 1." Erica retorted, smirking. Calliegh remained threatening. "I'll have the entire MDPD, as well as the crime lab behind me. Now leave." Calliegh replied. Erica's smirk vanished, and she turned around and stalked off without another glance. Calliegh let go and Ryan walked slowly back to the scene. As Calliegh followed, she heard him mutter, "Stupid blonde ambition."

Ryan's POV

This is really stupid. Like I care if Erica thinks I'm dating Calliegh or not. She knows I'm not; she just wants her paycheck this week. Idiot. And I don't think she's even a natural blonde! I mean, god…I wonder how Natalia feels. Eric had to leave, so Alexx stayed with her to give her an update.

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Calliegh's POV

What does Ryan think he's doing! One minute he's fine, then the next, he's pushing past everyone to throttle Erica! This is too stupid, I mean, he's bipolar, and she's idiotic. They just need to calm down.

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Eric's POV

Wow. Ryan's overreacting about a reporter. But, then again, that reporter must be Erica Sykes, so I don't blame Ryan for wanting to murder someone (namely her). Oh, well. I'm thinking about visiting Natalia…

Back at the lab, Ryan clocked out for the day. It was all too much. Everyone was talking and whispering about how he sped out of there like a crazy person. Like they know anything, he thought as he pulled into the apartment parking lot. Going through his normal nighttime routine, Ryan suddenly stopped. Everything had gone so fuzzy, he couldn't see. Then it stopped. It took Ryan awhile to realize that he was in his apartment. Oh crap, he thought. I'm afraid of apartments.