Worry. Yes, that was what he and Marsha did best about each other. He listened half-heartedly when Marsha spoke of how he never spoke of his insecurities, he knew it was true. But he couldn't help it. This case was more personal to him than others he had picked up and yet he couldn't drop it, he<em>had</em>to keep going or else he might go insane.<br/><br/>When Marsha spoke of the possibility of being taken off this case, Luke shook his head vehemently for that was the last thing he wanted to have happen. "No. I have to stay on this. It's important to me." He told her and wouldn't elaborate more for he could not risk anyone overhearing but he trusted Marsha.<br/><br/>He did and yet he still felt uncertain, what if she didn't understand? Or what if she<em>did</em>get it but thought it would be better if he were off the case and told the new chief? No, she wouldn't do that. Neither of them liked the one chief and wouldn't go so far as to betray each other in such a way. What was he thinking? Ugh.<br/><br/>Luke let out a sigh of frustration as he rubbed his temples, this was really getting to him. Not the case but everything that was happening around him<em>including</em>the case. Maybe he should just quit. Reassign himself. But what reason could he have? He had to tell the chief a reason and no reason would be logical enough except for the truth.<br/><br/>And there was no way he was spilling his guts about<em>that</em>. Especially not to the chief for he didn't know the guy and he didn't trust him. People had sixth senses and his told him that this new chief was not a good man to have in that position. His wandering thoughts were interrupted when Marsha spoke again and Luke turned his attention to her.<br/><br/>He was rather glad that he could concentrate on something else. That didn't have to do with him. Hearing that Marsha wanted to name her child after him if it were a boy, Luke grinned. "I'd be honored, sweetheart." He said and hugged her tight before they left the bathroom together and walked out of the building to grab a bite to eat.<br/><br/>Luke led her to a cafe nearby and sat down outside, away from the other customers in a dark corner. He made sure that no one else was around or in hearing range and waited until the waiters had passed by. This should be as good a place as any to confess to his partner and to see how she would react to his news. Or rather confession.<br/><br/>Heh. It was like being in a church and confessing to a priest. "There's a reason why this case has been bothering me so much, Marsha. But I didn't want to tell anyone. I'm not sure how people would react if they knew the truth. Hell, I'm not even sure how<em>you</em>will react." Luke said as he chewed on his bottom lip and then just spit it out in a low tone of voice.<br/><br/>For he didn't want any busybody to overhear them. Indeed, unless someone were spying on him and leaned forward to catch his words they wouldn't hear what he was about to say. "I'm gay, Marsha. And I was in love with Senator Reynolds."