author's note- this is my first and most probably only fan fiction story. thank you in advance for reading it. I am not much of a writer and all mistakes are mine. I apologize if this is at all out of character or doesn't make sense.
I need to thank Charles and Micheala for introducing me to the awesomeness that is fan fiction.
Gillian Foster suddenly awoke with fear although she couldn't rmember what about she felt that somethig was very wrong. Something was very wrong with him. She was afraid for him. For his safety. This had been happening ever since afganistan. Although this was the most trrrified she had ever felt. She sudddnly felt the need to be near him. To be close to him.
Before she had realised she was in her car on the way to Cal Lightman's house. The streets were empty. Who would be out driving at this time of night? In the poring rain no less. She reached his house in record time.
She ran fom her car to the front door with rain bucketting down on her. she suddenly felt freezing, who wouldnt? she was only clad in a silk nighty and a thin knee length trench coat. By the time she reached the door she was dripping wet but she didnt care she just had to know he was alright.
He awoke to pounding on his door
"Bloody hell!" He shouted at the front door as he sleepily pulled on his dressing gown.
'Who the hell- Foster?' He said as he opened the door. As soon as it was open she quickly embraced him in a tight hug.
"Thank god you're ok!" She almost whispered in his ear.
"Of course I'm ok. What are you doing here? Are you ok?" He asked worriedly as he pulled her back to look at her face.
"I woke up and i- I had this terrible feeling that something happened to you. I - I!" She said with tears streaming down her cheeks.
"I'm fine. Everything Is fine. You're ok." He assured her as he pulled her into anothe tight embrace, trying to calm her down.
After what seemed like eternity, they parted. Gillian was not crying anymore but her face was tear stained.
Cal realised the door was still open. He instaintly reached behind her, his arm dangerously close to her cheek, and flicked the door closed. They locked eyes for a moment until Cal realised her atire.
"Gil you must be freezing! Let me get you a towel and some dry clothes!" He wiped a single tear from her cheek, gave her a quick grin then turned and left from her sight.
Gillian quickly came out of her Trans like state only to realise that what she was wearing had gone see through from the rain and she wasn't wearing a bra! As she heard his footsteps getting closer she quickly grabbed the sides of her coat and wrapped them tightly around her body.
Cal soon came back with a towel, one of his smaller shirts and a pair of his track pants. He handed them to her when they were at his bathroom door.
"I'm so sorry to do this to you!"
"Don't be love. It's nice to know you care. Now you get in there and get warm and dry. Have a nice hot shower; I can't have you get sick on my account."
"Thankyou" she said and gave him a lingering peck on the corner of his mouth. And with that she was in the bathroom and shut the door.
Cal was still just standing there thinking "God she's beautiful!" It wasn't until he heard the shower start he realised that he was still standing there. He decided to buisy himself with making her a hot chocolate for when she got out.
Cal was just putting in the marshmellows when with a crash of thunder the power went out. With this he lit a candel from the draw and made his way to the bathroom door.
"Gil? Are you alright in there?"
No answer.
"Gil?" He said with urgency. "Are you ok?"
"Um. Not really."
"What happened?"
"Well I kind of slipped and I think I twisted my ankle. I can't get up or reach the towels" she said with embarassement.
"Do you need me to come in?"
"I'm not dressed!"
"Ok. What do you want me to do?"
"I don't know. I think I can stand." she attempted to stand. Then she cried out in pain. "No I can't"
"I'm coming in! I'm going to cover my eyes."
"ok." She said in a whimper
Cal slowly opened the door with his hand childishly over his eyes.
"I can't help you if I can't see where you are. I'm going to have to open my eyes if you want me to get you off o the floor."
"Alright but just don't look!" He tried to cover the sigh he made in amusement. As he opened his eyes he saw his business partner, and love of his life, lying on the floor clad only in a single candle light. He fell even deeper in love with her, if that were even possible. She must have realised that he was staring.
"Cal! I told you not to look!"
"I'm not. I'm just trying to assess the situation."
"You can assess it all you want once you've got me off the floor and I'm not naked!"
Cal quickly reached down and picked her up bridal style while simultaneously placing a towel over her. She felt weightless in his arms. He walked brusquely to his bedroom.
"Where are you taking me?" she said confused.
"To bed."
"Your bed?"
"Yes, which other bed were you thinking of? I can't have you driving home in this weather with that ankle."
"You're sweet but I can't put you out of your own bed!"
"Well if you're too worried then we can always share the bed."
"Cal." She was warning him.
" Fine. I'll sleep on the hard couch." He said with an exaggerated pout. He placed her in the chair at the end of his bed. Then walked to his bed to arrange the sheets. While Cal was busy with the sheets, Gillian quickly rearranged her towel so now it covered her entire mid section. Cal took his time with the sheets finding amusement in her flustered attempts to cover herself. When he was done he walked over to her and, once again, picked her up bridal style and placed her down on the bed.
While he was tucking her in he noticed fear on her face.
"Cal? Can you lie with me? Just so I can fall asleep?"
"Of course I can love!' He walked to the other side of the bed and pulled open the covers. Gillian's flinch didn't go unnoticed by Cal.
"Anything to help you." He gave her his childish grin. Unexpectedly Gillian fell asleep quite quickly. He made her feel safe. Having him next to her made her feel secure that he was also safe. That he was real.
Gillian woke to the bright sunlight streaming in through the window. She felt calm, safe and secure. She was in the arms of the man she loved. The man she had loved for as long as she had known him. Her head was resting on his bare chest with her arms around his torso. She was moving with the rise and fall of his chest. When his breaths became irregular, she became aware that he had woken up. It wasn't until that moment that she had realised she was naked. A wave of embarrassment suddenly hit her, sending a blush to her cheeks. How was she going to get herself out of this?
"Mornin' love!"
PS- I REALLY do NOT like this ending. Any suggestions for a better one are greatly appreciated. :)
