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Disclaimer: I don't own Lie to Me or any of the characters
Set Just after Sacrifice, this is my first attempt at writing so a little nervous!
Calm after the storm
The thick blackness and deafening silence of the empty Lightman group building enveloped Cal Lightman as he trudged towards his office, shoulders hunched as though the weight of the world bore down on him. Despite knowing that he had made the right decision keeping Torres in the dark about Dupres' disappearance, the tempestuous argument they had just had left him unsettled so he decided to retire to the sanctuary of his office for an hour or so to calm himself.
As he walked along the corridor he suddenly became aware of the fact that he was not alone, a faint light was emanating from Gillian Fosters office, as he approached he could see her seated at her desk holding a photo frame in her hands. In the soft light of the table lamp she looked more beautiful than ever, each of her delicate features were perfectly illuminated by the pale amber light and it was casting a gentle glow on her silky hair which gently brushed her cheeks. Cal stood and watched her for a few moments, he noticed the sadness that began to course across her face and that her beautiful blue eyes began to sparkle with uncried tears.
"Working late?" he said as he pushed open her office door. Gillian jerked her head up and hurriedly put down the photo she was holding.
"something like that," she sighed, she turned her back on him as she stood up, he noticed her discreetly brushing away the tear that had managed to slip from her eyes. Cal glanced down at the photo that she had been looking at, it was one of her and Alec "How did it go with Torres?" she asked as she finally turned back to face him.
"She was pretty angry, but she'll get over it." Cal shoved his hands in his pockets and cocked his head to one side searching Gillian's face. "Are you ok luv?"
Gillian pressed her lips together and nodded, "yes, I'll be ok" she said weakly as she seated herself on one of the sofas. Cal flopped into the other "Where are staying tonight?" he asked gently.
"I'm booked into a hotel, I'll find something more permanent later" she shook her head, tears began to form again. "I never thought it would come to this….we were happy and…..I just don't know what happened." The large tears dropped heavily onto her cheeks and snaked down her face. "Is this all my fault Cal?" her voice was barely audible as she asked this. Cal lent forward and tenderly placed his hand on her arm, he didn't say a word but Gillian could see the unspoken support in his eyes.
She smiled weakly and wiped the tears from her face, "what made you leave now?" Cal suddenly asked "I mean it's been bad for a while right? So what was the breaking point?" Gillian looked at him for a moment, he noted that her eyelashes fluttered rapidly and she took a sharp intake of breath.
"I just couldn't take being unhappy anymore." She said finally, she dipped her head as she said this looking at her hands that were laying in her lap, she's lying Cal though, she's a terrible liar, but he decided not to press the matter any further, she would tell him when she was ready.
"Why you working so late then?" he quipped trying to lighten the mood.
"I..I...Well I guess I'm just putting off going home….to the hotel, you know, it's going to be strange…being on my own." She looked at her wedding ring and twisted it.
"Nah it won't" Cal replied, Gillian looked at him, her expression quizzical. She was shocked to think that Cal could be so dismissive ,insensitive even and anger began to bubble up inside of her, he was meant to be her best friend, he should be offering her some sort of support right now.
Cal couls see the anger begin to tug at her features and quickly explained himself. "I mean it won't be strange being on your own, coz you're coming home with me."
"Cal I er...well" she started.
"Oh there's surprise...now shame for feeling mad at me...and oh is that embarrassment.." he was pointing a finger at her face as though he was mapping the expressions as she made them, Gillian laughed.
"Ok, ok, thank you Cal" she smiled broadly at him
"Ah gratitude, I'm glad you said that because you know..."
"Yes, yes, there is no universal gesture for gratitude" she laughed and rolled her eyes "shall we go then, I'm pretty tired."
"OK, I'll see you back at mine then" he patted her on the arm, stood up and strode out of her office, suddenly the worries that had entered the building with him seemed to have lifted and he walked with a cool breezy air. A strange feeling of excitement and anticipation was surging inside of him and deep down he knew that it was because he would be spending the night with Gillian Foster
Set Just after Sacrifice, this is my first attempt at writing so a little nervous!
Calm after the storm
The thick blackness and deafening silence of the empty Lightman group building enveloped Cal Lightman as he trudged towards his office, shoulders hunched as though the weight of the world bore down on him. Despite knowing that he had made the right decision keeping Torres in the dark about Dupres' disappearance, the tempestuous argument they had just had left him unsettled so he decided to retire to the sanctuary of his office for an hour or so to calm himself.
As he walked along the corridor he suddenly became aware of the fact that he was not alone, a faint light was emanating from Gillian Fosters office, as he approached he could see her seated at her desk holding a photo frame in her hands. In the soft light of the table lamp she looked more beautiful than ever, each of her delicate features were perfectly illuminated by the pale amber light and it was casting a gentle glow on her silky hair which gently brushed her cheeks. Cal stood and watched her for a few moments, he noticed the sadness that began to course across her face and that her beautiful blue eyes began to sparkle with uncried tears.
"Working late?" he said as he pushed open her office door. Gillian jerked her head up and hurriedly put down the photo she was holding.
"something like that," she sighed, she turned her back on him as she stood up, he noticed her discreetly brushing away the tear that had managed to slip from her eyes. Cal glanced down at the photo that she had been looking at, it was one of her and Alec "How did it go with Torres?" she asked as she finally turned back to face him.
"She was pretty angry, but she'll get over it." Cal shoved his hands in his pockets and cocked his head to one side searching Gillian's face. "Are you ok luv?"
Gillian pressed her lips together and nodded, "yes, I'll be ok" she said weakly as she seated herself on one of the sofas. Cal flopped into the other "Where are staying tonight?" he asked gently.
"I'm booked into a hotel, I'll find something more permanent later" she shook her head, tears began to form again. "I never thought it would come to this….we were happy and…..I just don't know what happened." The large tears dropped heavily onto her cheeks and snaked down her face. "Is this all my fault Cal?" her voice was barely audible as she asked this. Cal lent forward and tenderly placed his hand on her arm, he didn't say a word but Gillian could see the unspoken support in his eyes.
She smiled weakly and wiped the tears from her face, "what made you leave now?" Cal suddenly asked "I mean it's been bad for a while right? So what was the breaking point?" Gillian looked at him for a moment, he noted that her eyelashes fluttered rapidly and she took a sharp intake of breath.
"I just couldn't take being unhappy anymore." She said finally, she dipped her head as she said this looking at her hands that were laying in her lap, she's lying Cal though, she's a terrible liar, but he decided not to press the matter any further, she would tell him when she was ready.
"Why you working so late then?" he quipped trying to lighten the mood.
"I..I...Well I guess I'm just putting off going home….to the hotel, you know, it's going to be strange…being on my own." She looked at her wedding ring and twisted it.
"Nah it won't" Cal replied, Gillian looked at him, her expression quizzical. She was shocked to think that Cal could be so dismissive ,insensitive even and anger began to bubble up inside of her, he was meant to be her best friend, he should be offering her some sort of support right now.
Cal couls see the anger begin to tug at her features and quickly explained himself. "I mean it won't be strange being on your own, coz you're coming home with me."
"Cal I er...well" she started.
"Oh there's surprise...now shame for feeling mad at me...and oh is that embarrassment.." he was pointing a finger at her face as though he was mapping the expressions as she made them, Gillian laughed.
"Ok, ok, thank you Cal" she smiled broadly at him
"Ah gratitude, I'm glad you said that because you know..."
"Yes, yes, there is no universal gesture for gratitude" she laughed and rolled her eyes "shall we go then, I'm pretty tired."
"OK, I'll see you back at mine then" he patted her on the arm, stood up and strode out of her office, suddenly the worries that had entered the building with him seemed to have lifted and he walked with a cool breezy air. A strange feeling of excitement and anticipation was surging inside of him and deep down he knew that it was because he would be spending the night with Gillian Foster