Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me, I'm just playing around with them.
A/N: This is my first attempt at a Lie To Me story. The characters are new to me in so far as I'm not sure I can read them properly quite yet. Not sure I've got Foster's voice down to a 't'. I thought I'd give it a shot though so here it is. Let me know what you think.
She had said, simply, "Ofcourse" when he had asked if he could stay in her spare bedroom.
She hadn't asked why...even though she had wanted to.
She hadn't asked why he had chosen her spare room...even though she felt that she should have been allowed to query his choice. After all, shouldn't Zoe's house have been the obvious option?
She hadn't asked why he had left the office so abruptly after the police had taken Matheson away...even though she had been waiting in his office, pacing every inch of the floor, waiting to make sure that his head was alright. Waiting to make sure his...mind...was alright. Loker had found her there on his way out, he hadn't said a word, just told her that he was going home. She had told him she had forgotten something in Cal's office earlier. He had watched her for a second and then walked away. She didn't care that he had seen the dried tear stains on her cheeks.
She hadn't asked where he had gone...even though she felt that she somehow deserved an explanation, deserved a reason for his absence when she had possibly needed him the most.
She hadn't asked why he wouldn't let her touch his head...even though his flinched retreat from her hand had felt like the worst kind of rejection.
She hadn't asked why he hadn't come to her earlier...even though she had sat by her phone since she had returned home, hoping he would call, not out of a sense of desperation but because she needed to hear his voice as much as he needed the drink that she could now smell from his breath. It was a comfort.
As she sat on her couch, Cal's fingers resting a breath away from hers, the TV playing softly in the background, she knew why she hadn't asked all of these things. It wasn't that she no longer sought the answers for questions were an inevitable part of her life with Cal, her partner, her friend, her...yes, her reality.
And her reality this night was that she was here, safe in her house, sitting next to her closest friend, allowing him to stay in her spare room because that's what he needed. With no questions asked...not this time anyway.
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