Body Warmth

Summary: "Move it Gillian! This was supposed to be relaxing and fun for you! Just follow me, I'm the expert when it comes to hiking."

Gillian Foster was becoming more and more irritable every moment she heard that annoying British voice. Usually, Gillian loves listening to Cal speak about cases and such, that she sometimes even completely zones out when hearing his calming accent. Not this time.

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Cal stomped down the hallway on his way to Gillian's office to check up on her. Cal was getting more and more excited for Christmas every moment closer it got. You'd think he was a seven year old boy by the way he acted. His giddy and cheerful self finally arrived at Gillian's door, peering in to see her hunched over in her chair, staring at the papers scattered randomly across the surface of her desk. Sighing, he walked in.

"Foster! How are you going to spend your Christmas break? You and Alec going on some romantic getaway?"

Cal always enjoyed taunting Gillian when he didn't have a case. Loved seeing her get all huffy-puffy and annoyed.

Gillian looked up from her desk. "No, Cal. We aren't going on a vacation this year. I'm not even sure we will be spending this year together." Gillian sighed,

Cal wasn't really sure if they were breaking up, or if they were going to try and repair they're marriage. Gillian was always quiet about these things and kept to herself. Cal always wished she'd open up a bit more.

"Oh, uh, well Zoe has Emily this year and I'd be happy to spend my holiday somewhere with you if you'd like. How about that, luv?", his voice attempting to still sound cheerful.

"That's very thoughtful of you Cal, but I might spend this year alone if that's alright. I plan on spending my break getting fat on eggnog and singing Christmas carols. You won't want to hear me sing Christmas carols." Gillian nervously laughed,

Cal laughed at her sad attempt to lighten up the situation. "Alright, luv, that's okay. Just remember you got a place to come to when you're all out of eggnog, and you're tired of listening to your own voice." Cal smirked.

Gillian watched as Cal left her office, before returning to her paper work that she had been hardly paying attention to anyway.

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Finally, Gillian thought to herself. She half-carried her body to the door so she could go home and try to enjoy this miserable Christmas. On her way out she saw Loker and Cal talking up a storm near the entrance. Obviously both on their way out.

"Hey guys, enjoy your break. Merry Christmas." Gillian half-shouted so she would be heard over their non-stop chatter.

Loker turned, surprised. "Merry Christmas!" He exclaimed.

Cal looked over. "Merry Christmas Gillian, enjoy that eggnog." Cal smiled.

Gillian turned, opening the door to the cold, icy wind blowing across the lot. Off she went.

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End of this chapter, and more to come. Reviews please! That's the best part about writing fanfic. I can handle criticism!