A/N Another chapter!! Yay! I like this one! There's a lot of conversation though…oh well! Enjoy! And review!! ) D P

Mr. Rick Stetler walked into the interrogation room briskly, Calleigh trailing behind him. After nearly smashing her hand in the door, the IAB officer sat down in a plush, black, leather chair as she sat down in her…not so comfy chair.

Jeez. Obviously whoever said chivalry is dead was best friends with Stetler. And ouch! I totally agree with Eric about this damn chair it really is awful...If I don't get fired on the spot, I really should talk to Horatio about that…

"Ms. Duquesne –" Stetler started, jolting her out of her thoughts.

"Detective."

"Detective Duquesne, although contradicting your impeccably spotless record, I have a witness who says you physically assaulted a police officer on this accomplished force."

"Which officer?" Calleigh challenged. What the hell? Is Stetler trying to confuse me by using big words??

"There's been more than one?" Stetler shot back.

Dammit. "I don't know. What does your witness say?" the blond asked brazenly.

"He was only witness to this one crime, detective, and that crimeis what we will be focused on," Stetler practically yelled as he struggled to reclaim control of what was supposed to be his interrogation.

"Did you or did you NOT go to the gym on Thursday?"

"I did."

"Did you or did you NOT meet the witness or the victim at the gym?"

"You still haven't told me who the witness IS Stetler!!!" Calleigh retorted angrily.

"John Hagen," Rick stated shortly.

"And who is the victim?" Calleigh asked again, already knowing the answer.

"John Hagen," he muttered again.

"So the witness and the victim are the same person? John Hagen?" she clarified.

"Yes."

"So why –" Calleigh began

"Ms. Duquesne! This is my interrogation and I will ask the questions! Got it?" Stetler roared.

"Whatever you say, Rick," Calleigh agreed.

"So did you or did you NOT meet Detective Hagen at the gym?"

"Yes, I did."

"And did you assault him?"

"No!"

She said it with so much conviction he almost believed her. That's because, in her heart Calleigh Duquesne didn't believe she assaulted Hagen. It was emotional self defense she reasoned to herself.

"Are you sure?" Stetler accused.

"Yes."

The two stared at each other for what seemed like hours. When Stetler looked down, Calleigh wondered why he started the interview so late, it was nearly 9 o' clock and it was right in the little niche between the day and the night shift. There was no one walking the halls and the deathly quiet enveloped the crime lab.

"Can I go?" Calleigh demanded.

"Yes, for now," Stetler said, smirking at the petite blonde.

Calleigh got off her chair and headed towards the door and Stetler quickly following her abruptly called her name. As she turned back to look at him, Stetler swung his arm out in a staggering punch to the left cheek. Calleigh fell back, and her arm hit the edge of the door. Hard. As she dropped to the floor she willed herself not to lose consciousness but the blackness overcame her and as her head struck the floor, she closed her eyes as the pain became unbearable.

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