Who: Caitlin When: Sunday May 1st, 2007. 3pm Where: NYC docks What: Caitlin is frustrated and taking it out at work Rating: pg13?
It had been more than a week. It had been two weeks, in fact. And Caitlin hadn't heard back from Claude. She didn't know if that was a good thing or not. But she really doubted it. Either something had happened to him, or he didn't have any information. Either way it wasn't any help to Caitlin. She was still stuck here. She was still searching for Peter. She still wanted to find out what happened to him and couldn't do anything until she found that out.
So here she was on the docks. Working in the fish market. Throwing fish here and there. Getting dirty and smelly and slimy. And being pissed off as she did it. Caitlin wasn't just tossing the fish around, she was hurling them. She was slamming them. She was beating them to death... well, would have been if they weren't already dead. Caitlin was just about at the end of her rope anymore.