"You sure you're alright Burgess?" Roman eyed her suspiciously. Something had changed in her overnight. Yesterday they had been fine at work but today she seemed off. A few weeks ago he was used to these moods but lately things had gone back to normal. "You haven't been this moody for at least a month." Kim cringed a little when he laughed at his own joke.

"Funny."

"I don't know why Intelligence can't lower themselves to pick up a witness themselves." Roman grumbled as they trudged up four flights of stairs in a grungy apartment block. "We always seem to get their cast offs."

"Well they are out raiding a warehouse so I guess that takes precedence. Why do you care? It's better than crossing guard duty."

"I just hate the high and mighty attitude they have. Like they are better than us on Patrol, guess what, they aren't"

"They are a good unit. You know they are. Sure you don't have to like how they do everything, but.." she shrugged. "Voight is our superior and he's given up a job to do."

"Why are you suddenly defending them?"

"I am not defending them. I just don't understand your sudden hate."

"Well I guess you've always wanted to play upstairs." Kim couldn't do this anymore. Her head throbbed and she pressed her hands to her temples. Why was everything so friggin' complicated?

She wanted to be angry with Adam for throwing this all at her feet, but she couldn't be because maybe he was right. She had listened to everyone else, she had listened to Roman and right from the moment they announced their engagement he had been putting doubt in her mind. Every conversation she had with him about Adam or their engagement was negative. What was his problem?

Why did he make her doubt Adam's feelings for her, why had he made her doubt the wisdom of marrying another cop? Was Adam right? Had Adam read Roman's motives better than she had?

You know what, she finally told herself forget about Roman's issues and worry about your own.

And her biggest problem was maybe Adam had been right when he said that it her that kept putting off marrying him, not the other way round?

Now she doubted everything.

"Jesus Burgess, lighten up." Roman still kept talking. "Let me guess? You had a run in with Ruzek and that's what put you in this mood. He still hasn't got the hint?"

"And what hint is that?" Kim snapped at him, her eyes suddenly spitting with fire.

"That it's over. You've moved on." Was he completely inept at reading her or did he just not care? "You and I really need to big night out. Come on, what do you say?"

Kim closed her eyes. She just wanted this day to end.

Kim groaned as she hit the floor, her boxing partner and the teacher raced to help her up. She ripped off the pad and pressed her hand to her cheekbone. "Damn." She moaned. This class was supposed to make her feel better, give her something else to focus on. And it did. Momentarily she was now focussed on her rapidly swelling eye.

She rifled through her freezer when she got home, finally finding what she was looking for she slammed the freezer door and pressed the packet of peas to her cheek. God she hated peas but he loved them, he loved eating them frozen, straight from the packet and it drove her insane with the random peas she constantly picked up off the floor. Flinging it against the wall the bag split sending peas scattering all across her small kitchen.

Sliding down the fridge door like she had the weight of the world pushing her down Kim let out a loud sob. Her chest heaved as she tried to sort out her confused thoughts. Everything that had happened over the last few days crashed around in her head and nothing made sense and she sat on the hard kitchen floor until her butt went numb while her face continued to throb.

Eventually she hauled herself up off the floor and cleaned up the mess she had made. Once that was done she grabbed her bag and pulled out the new phone she had bought herself to replace the one that was lying in pieces on her kitchen table. Plugging it in and letting it charge while she showered.

Making herself a cup of coffee Kim grabbed her old sim card and inserted it into her new phone. Her hands shook as she turned it on, unsure what was waiting for her. It took a few moments for it to come to life. Ten messages…..and not one from Adam.

Her sister wanted to catch up, Her mother was just checking in. Sylvie Brett wanting to grab a beer. A reminder about a hair appointment… and Roman.

"Are you okay?" he had asked.

"No…" Kim yelled to no one. "No I am not okay?"

Kim stopped to grab her radio and headed towards the front desk awaiting Platt's directions for the day. Platt looked at her sternly and then at her watch. She was late. Meeting Adam in the locker room had thrown her for a bit and she took a few moments to settle herself.

"What happened to your face?" Platt's stern face slipped for just a minute.

"Boxing."

"Anyway. You two upstairs again today." She nodded towards the gate. "Go."

"Are you pissed at me for something?" Roman asked as she unlocked the gate. "I was worried about you last night, you were pretty down yesterday.

"Sorry, I broke my phone and I had to get a new one." Kim replied bluntly. She didn't want to talk about it, not right now. Not now they had reached the top of the stairs and they stood just a few feet away from Ruzek awaiting Voight's instructions.

Another day of listening to Roman bitch about Intelligence was the last thing she needed but Voight was full of surprises. He partnered her up with Lindsay for the day, which would be a pleasant diversion.

He then slapped his hand against the new picture he had just stuck up on the whiteboard "Ruzek, I want you in uniform with Roman, I want an overt tail on this guy."

Burgess gasped.