Hey guys!

So I know I have my Tiny Dancer story to finish, and I am just about done with the chapter, got into a little rut. But there was a tumblr hiatus challenge and I couldn't resist.

Here is a super short story about the first week challenge: looks, glares, and glances.

Enjoy!

One look said it all.

As soon as the words left Jack's mouth he knew he was screwed.

Eyes quickly scanning the room, he saw everyone's expressions before starting on their activities.

Amy turned to her files, rooting through papers trying to locate a document of some kind. The look she sent him was one of reluctant sympathy. It was hard for her to be completely unsympathetic, no matter how terrible the person was. She knew her captain could handle her ex-husband and herself, it didn't mean she didn't feel for the guy, especially in dealing with the wrath of Sharon Raydor.

Mike Tao turned back to his computer, eyes slightly softening as he started reading the words on the screen, probably from his show, Jack thought, remembering conversations in the past about Badge of Justice. Tao's was the only face he saw that had an impassive look. Tao, much like his ex-wife, tended to keep his facial features neutral, no matter the situation. He figured that just like everyone else, his thoughts are not in the positive, not that they usually are.

Jack wasn't surprised at all by the look and glare that was sported by Julio. He say the anger flash in the detective's eyes and was surprised he didn't jump at him. Jack figured he must have been working on his anger, too many write ups.

Jack snorted softly as his eyes drifted towards Andy, speaking of too many write ups….he shouldn't have been surprised to find that his eyes weren't on him, but on the subject of this roast, Sharon. His eyes stayed on Andy a little longer than anyone else. He saw the emotions that flashed in his eyes. While he did see anger, he also saw compassion and heartache.

Finally looking at his ex-wife he say anger flash in her eyes, an anger he had never seen before. He never thought that she could hate him, no matter how much he pissed her off…but he was obviously wrong. The anger morphed into disappointment as she pointed a finger towards her office.

Shoulders slumped, Jack walked his way into her office, trying to figure out a way out of the grave he dug himself in.

With his back turned, Jack couldn't see the look that passed between Sharon and Andy…nor did he see the wink she sent him when he tilted his head curiously, making sure she was okay. And Jack definitely didn't see the kiss blown in her direction before squaring her shoulders and steeling her eyes, ready to give Jack 7 levels of hell.