Author's Note: Angsty drabble set before the Cold Case ep 1x22, The Plan, Sgt. James Creighton, first person POV. Thank you, Written? Kitten!

Warning: Implied pedophilia!


I watch them from the shadows. I watch them, and I feel sick to my stomach even as arousal pools between my legs. It wouldn't be so bad if it was the graduating cadets, although I'm their instructor. I see some of them hold hands behind half-closed doors, and I wish Don't Ask Don't Tell was my only worry.

No, it's the young ones, the slop, that I watch, feeling my fingers itch to reach out and touch, just once. It would be so easy, like Nash did with me. Instead, I grab the crumpled list and find a mailbox.

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