Peter circled his cell like a caged lion. His body was filled with rage. That damn Horatio had done it again. He pulled strings to have his case moved up to tomorrow. Peter was hoping that with the overload of crime lately that he would have some time to get himself a greater chance of escaping. Peter had no intention of going to prison or an asylum. He just said that to rile up Horatio and it seemed to succeed in that goal but that only ended up in back firing in his face by Horatio speeding up the process. He only had a short window, he knew that if he went to court, no matter what plea he makes it won't be enough to get him a small sentence. He was a FBI agent and he was being accused of rape and attempted murder on three officers. The court would not be kind on him. He had to get out of her tonight. If he intended to be with Calleigh for the rest of his life he had to escape. He slowed his thoughts and focused on the task at hand.
He leaned his back against the bars. He couldn't figure anything out. He was on constant guard. Horatio definitely wanted to make sure that he did not leave her tonight. He walked to his bed and sat heavily on the cot and leaned back against the wall. He smiled as he remembered how Calleigh felt. She was so beautiful, everything he imagined himself to be attached to. Of course she had her troubled past, but who didn't. He was willing to over look that and protect her no matter what. But the stupid bitch didn't turn to him; she turned to that ass hole. Eric Delko! His name raced across Peter's mind like venom. Peter would get him. Oh yes he would. He would get that bastard. He took from him something that was very important to him.
Calleigh was too good for him. Didn't she know that? Didn't she know that a person like her was superior to men like him. He wasn't worthy of her attention or respect, and yet he had that all plus her love. A love that should have been his. He remembered hearing her moan out when Eric touched that night, the night she was supposed to be with him, the night she spent in another man's arms. He almost lost control and barged in there to kill Eric and take her. He restrained himself however, he thought like all the others that this one would fail and that she would see that he was the only one that she could be with. He felt it in his gut that him and Calleigh was destined to be. But then that tap, oh if it wasn't for that tap, he wouldn't have known, wouldn't have known that his woman was pregnant with another man's child, a child that should have been his. That's when he knew that he would not get Calleigh back the way he wanted to.
He knew she would stay with Eric because she carried his child. He knew that she would stay there with him out of obligation. He did not want to hurt anyone but he had no choice. Didn't she understand that? Didn't she get that he was just trying to free her of the obligation to that man. Oh god where was she? Why isn't she here? He heard her, he heard her moan his name, she clawed at him, he could still fell the scratches on his back from her nails. God she was so passionate, she was his. He should've killed Eric as soon as he knocked him out, he should have taken his life for taking his woman. Peter punched the wall; he couldn't control the rage that took over his body.
He rose from the cot, cradling his broken hand, but the pain went unnoticed by him. He paced again; he wanted Calleigh so bad. He couldn't understand why she was there with him. He knew she loved, she had to, and they were so alike. Didn't she see that? Peter's head began to pound in pain from the overflow of emotions and thoughts coursing through his body. He didn't know what to do, but to sit down and weep. His pride wouldn't let him do that though, because he knew that he and Calleigh would be together no matter who stood in their way. He sat on the floor in the dark corner and pondered how he would escape. He didn't have to wait long though when he heard the clicking heels of shoes. He looked up and Peter couldn't stop the smile that crossed his face. He wouldn't have to worry about his escape now as the lock to his cell jingled and open. He slowly rose from the floor walked to the cell door. He reached and grabbed the woman in front of him and kissed her aggressively. He pulled away from her and reached out his handcuffed wrists.
The woman standing before him smiled wickedly before she took a key from her pocket and unlock the cuffs. Peter smirked and followed her out of the jail. It was time for him to start a new plan and now he had the help to get him what he wanted. He reached up and ran his hand through his hair. It was going to be a new day.
Oh yes!! I am back and I am ready to go!! I have the juices flowing again and now I realized what was blocking me, I was writing happy things. I had written other chapters, about 2 or 3 three but I did not like them and decided to change the original flow of the story. Oh yes Calleigh and Eric have more obstacles coming their way before they can be completely happy.
