Note: I wasn't sure I was going to continue with this, originally it was just a one-shot to get my frustrations out...we'll see how far it goes from here though.

"Roman, Fucking Roman." He screamed, pounding his hands on the steering wheel of his truck. It had killed him to walk away from her just then. He wanted to touch her again, just once more. Now he wanted to hit something, no scratch that he wanted to hit Roman. Hard.

Adam took a deep breath. Those tears that had threatened to fall as he walked out of her place were replaced by anger. He went to see her full of fear and turned his back on her and left full of anger. Surprisingly he was also angry with Kim, and that he didn't like. Why didn't she talk to him? Why didn't she want to talk to him?

Perhaps he had been a little too casual about setting a date, but that wasn't because he didn't want to marry her he just didn't like all the planning. Wendy had driven him mad with all her planning and maybe he pulled back from Kim because he didn't want to go through all that again. It certainly wasn't because he didn't want to marry her.

He put the truck in drive and pulled away from the curb. Where he was going he didn't know. He didn't want to go home, he hadn't liked that place much lately. Too many memories, the were photo's of her that were still there, the little things she had left behind that he didn't want to give back. Hell, her toothbrush still sat on his sink in the bathroom.

The parking lot of Antonio's gym was almost empty, but he spied Antonio's car and the lights were still on in the building. Here he could hit something and Dawson wouldn't ask too many questions. Grabbing his gym bag from the floor of his truck he still couldn't shake the whole conversation with Kim. Had she really broken off their engagement because fucking Roman put doubts in her head?

The bag was swinging wildly as Adam rested his hands on his knees, sucking in deep breaths. His eyes narrowed again as he went for another round. "Hey Ruzek, you trying to break that or what?" Dawson had watched him from afar. He had been around a boxing ring long enough to know when someone need to cool off, when they needed to hit and not talk.

"What if I am?" He rested his hands on his head, breathing deeply. "Is that okay?"

Dawson held up both hands in surrender. "Sure it is, go for it." He came and held the bag steady. "You wanna put on some gloves and get in the ring?"

The bag had been doing its job but perhaps the feeling of actually hitting someone would take away his desire to hit Roman…hard.

Dawson danced around the ring, laying a few hits on him and letting Ruzek get some back. "Is this about Burgess?" He asked when they took a break.

"Basically." Because when he wasn't working that was all he thought about. Even at work he let it creep in at times. When he saw her, when he tried to talk to her and that case she had come up for. That was torture and she had called him Ruzek….what the actual fuck. That one hurt.

"Sometimes you need to really fight for what you want." Was Dawson's only advice. He could tell Ruzek didn't want to talk, but he hoped that he at least listened.

Jumping back in his car, his body was sore from the pounding he had just given it and he looked at his phone…nothing.

And he still wanted to punch Roman. Hard.

As Adam walked towards the building he took a deep breath. Walking through those doors he had no idea what was awaiting him. He was hoping, but knew that it was unlikely that it would be Kim.

Instead it was Roman he saw first. He stopped in the middle of the foyer, shoved his hands deep into his pockets and stared. No glared. "What's up Ruzek?" Roman nodded in his direction as he headed towards the counter.

"You tell me." A fitful night's sleep hadn't done his mood any good. Suddenly Burgess appeared from the change room.

"Hey Adam." She tried to smile but it came out a little forced and she followed Ruzek's eyes as they stared straight at Roman. "Adam." She spoke again and slowly he dragged his eyes back to her face. She looked tired; perhaps she had been awake all night too?

"Hey." He turned on his heel and headed for the stairs, but at least she had called him Adam and it didn't hurt as much.

"What's up his arse today?" Roman laughed, shaking his head coming to a standstill beside Burgess and handing her the radio.

"Nothing. Forget it." She walked ahead of him without looking back. Roman fell into step beside her.

"What you get up to last night? I tried to call."

Kim knew that he had called; she knew he had sent her a message asking her if she wanted to meet at Molly's for a drink. She'd read that just after Adam had walked out and just before her phone shattered as she threw it against the door. "Oh yeah that… I had an early night."

Well that was a lie; the last time she looked at her clock it said 337am. Sleep, well she hadn't got a lot of that lately and last night was probably as bad as the night she had given Adam back the ring, maybe worse. That night, while it broke her heart she felt like she had done the right thing. Now she wasn't sure.

"I've got a spare ticket to that concert on Saturday night, my cousin can't go. Wanna go?" Roman seemed to have shrugged off his encounter with Ruzek and was completely oblivious to her mood. "We could grab something to eat first."

Kim stumbled on the pavement. Realisation hit her like a tonne of bricks. "Ah, I can't. Dinner at my sister's." Kim mumbled as she stared straight ahead.

Being called back in so they could help Intelligence was a double-edged sword. On the one hand, it had been awkward with Roman all morning and he had picked up on it and pestered her about her 'mood'…"What did Ruzek do now?" He actually sounded like he was taking great delight in her pain.

On the other hand heading upstairs was putting her in Ruzek's realm and she wasn't sure she was ready to be that close to him again. It was also putting Roman in his crosshairs although after his last little crack she was less concerned about his wellbeing.

They stood quietly to the side; Adam didn't even look at her. He couldn't look at her standing next to Roman. He still wanted to hit the guy…hard. There was one brief moment as they went to leave with their orders, Roman grumbling something about being used by Intelligence yet again when Adam stood aside to let her pass.

Her fingers brushed across his knuckles. While it was barely a touch it sent a lightening bolt up his arm. He turned and watched her disappear down the stairs.