How It Must Feel

Author Notes: Hey, since the last chapter was so short and I had I lot of spare time before school started, I'm going to try to update the story once a week since I have some chapters in back stock, I may update soon if I feel persuaded to, i.e. REviews :)

2. Jake

It was the end of the day, Calleigh was preparing to leave. She was in the locker room retrieving a few of her belongings; as she exited the locker room when a swiftly moving Eric rushes by her, nearly knocking her off her feet.

"Sorry, sorry Calleigh" he said without stopping to look at her.

"Crap I'm late, I'm late" He said aloud to himself as continued out the door.

Calleigh took a second and regained her balance. Her eyes followed Eric out the door. She stood there staring at the door; "He's probably late picking "her" up for the airport" she thought "God, why do I care so much?" she was pulled from her thoughts when she heard her name called. It was Jake.

"Calleigh, Calleigh" Jake waved his hand in front of her face. "Hey, Hello"

She shook her head to clear mind "Hey Jake, What do you want?" she said a little more snappy then she intended.

"Feisty, are we?" Jake smirked

She frowned "Sorry" she went over to clock out, Jake followed

"I was wondering if you were busy tonight, because-" she cut him off

"Yes, I have plans" She said quickly

"With who?"

"Jake, that's really none of your business." She turned to look at him then turn back to what she was doing.

As she clocked out, she noticed Eric had been in such a rush he hadn't clock himself out. Being the good friend she was, she clocked him out. She'd be sure to tell him he owed her one. Jake was still lingering, so she turned around to stare at him.

"I know you're not busy, I heard DELko canceled on you earlier"

She turned to face him, ignoring the way he said Delko and she asked "Now you're spying on me, Jake?"

"No," He tried to look hurt "I was walking down the hall and heard you two chatting. I'm no stalker, Calleigh. Why the cold shoulder? Are we on or what?"

"I'm giving YOU the cold shoulder? Over the last couple of months I've called, stopped by you place, texted you and never got a reply, not once. You kept me in the dark and you expected me to wait for you? You know what I can't -I can't have this conversion, again. Goodbye Jake" She noticed they were drawing an audience.

"But this conversion is not over" Jake clichéd his fist and blocked Calleigh path. He started to yell

"I was undercover, you have to understand that, I was not allowed to contact you, I was being someone else." He lower and softened his voice and grabbed Calleigh hands, lightly squeezing it. "I asked you to wait because I love you, Calleigh and I thought-I thought you loved me, too. Do you?"

Calleigh felt all eyes on her; she pulled her hand from his and crossed her arms around her chest, glaring at him. He'd put her on the spot, he'd made her feel vulnerable in front of the entire Miami-Dade police department. Inside she was steaming, she wanted to tell him she didn't love him and that they'd never work, He was just too complicated.

He'd always have an excuse, a lie really, even when they dated in the academy. He was never there when she needed him most. At first she thought it was just a rocky start, but she and Jake were just a rocky road, heading for disaster. She felt the bad blood was boiling between her and Jake, despite her inner feeling she maintained her poise.

"Oh, I see" Jake said laughing sarcastically and in a mocking tone he continued "Your waiting for Eric, how sweet. How long are going to wait? Huh Calleigh? What it's been 7 years and he hasn't acknowledged your feelings, maybe he's not that into you. You're wasting your time, Calleigh. If he were a real man, like myself, he'd asked you out by now, but he's just a boy with a crush." He tried to over shadow her petite frame with his tall body in an attempt to intimidate her. He was still blocking her way. He was furious.

But so was Calleigh, he should know better than to cross Duquesne. She wanted to slap him, she wanted yell at him, she had a few choice names her like to call him, she was armed and very much loaded, but people were watching, she had to maintain her professionalism.

"Keep your cool, Calleigh, you always keep you cool" she said to herself. She put her hands on her waist exposing her sidearm.

"Jake" she said in the calmest steadiest voice she could muster "this is not the place or the time for this, CSI Delko and I are colleagues and close friends" she clarify this, not to make Jake feel better, but to put to rest any office rumors their audience might start before they had the chance to even start them.

The last thing she needed was Rick Settler breathing down her back about the fraternization policies, AGAIN. It would just fuel the fire and it was downright embarrassing. She hated when he pried in her personal life, she liked to keep her private life private especially her love life.

"Furthermore" she continued "I need you to move" She pushed pass him.

He grabbed her arm and pointed his finger in her face, the room filled with tension and anger. Calleigh even heard someone gasps. She put hand on the trigger of her sidearm, ready to drawn, she looked at him, she was about to snap. Jake started to say something, but before he could open his mouth someone gripped his shoulder. It was Horatio.

"Is there a problem, ma'am?"

Horatio was dress in his normal attire, a black suit, as he spoke he looked down at his sunglasses that he held in his hands. Jake released Calleigh, she straighten herself and regaining her composer.

"No, Horatio. Jake was just leaving" she shot Jake a disgusted look.

He shook loose from Horatio grip "Get your hands off of me. Fine, have it your way, Duquesne. When you end up alone don't come looking me, we're over." He huffed as he exited the building.

"Thanks, Horatio" she smiled at him weakly and let out a sigh of relief, putting her hand to her face on embarrassment and shame. She was trying not to shake. "Why do I fall for the stupidest men?"

"Ms. Duquesne, you're a part of my team. Your well being is important to me." He said "you should report him" he looked up and away, putting sunglass on and his hands on his hips "and be careful, I didn't want this to end badly – for Him" he walked out the door.

Calleigh stood alone, taking a few breaths, cooling herself down. She looked around; mostly everyone had gotten back to work. A few people still stared, half-way expecting her to let out or scream or have a nervous breakdown, but the show was over.

She took Horatio advice to heart, she been more careful with the men she dated in the future. Her relationships always ended badly, the man she dated never took rejection well. Her last boyfriend repaid her rejection by blowing his brain to bites in her ballistics lab and giving her a front row view. She thought Jake wouldn't go to that extreme, but by his behavior today, she wasn't sure what he was quite capable of.

She was exhausted, the argument had worn her out; she just wanted to go home and go to bed. She exited the building and headed to her car. As she unlocked the door of her blue Chrysler Crossfire coupe, her cell started to beep.

It was a text from Eric it read "Sorry for being so abrupt earlier, I wasn't sure if I should to tell you, I didn't want you to get hurt. I found someone important. That's all I feel comfortable saying at the moment. When the time is right I'll tell you more about it, face to face."

Calleigh sat in the driver side of her car, feeling confused.

Sorry if the grammars bad, as of now I have no beta reader, anyone interested? -Quitethefangirl