Her hand on his shoulder felt right. She let it linger a moment too long and with any other woman, if he'd met her in a club or a pub, he'd have dropped his own hand to the small of hr back by now. But not with Foster. Because she had her line. The cursed, blasted line which they had seemed to have been doing so well without for the last while.

Reaching the car he opened the passenger door without thinking before moving around to the driver's side. Gillian smiled. Sometimes there was a hint of English gentleman from him. She'd draw it to his attention later.

"I'll drop you back at the office. Someplace I have to go" he said as he twisted the key and the car roared into life. Gillian frowned slightly, looking over at him.

"Everything ok?" He nodded vigorously.

"Yeah, yeah, everything's fine. I just need to follow up on something. I'll see you back in the office before the end of the day." Gillian nodded, deciding not to push it any further. At the end of the day, it was none of her business.

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As he waited for the imaging machine to pull him out from under the projector he thought about the fact that he had lied to Gillian. He thought about the fact that he didn't feel badly about it even though he knew he should. It was only a white lie but still. He found himself disgusted by the fact that his mentality surrounding lying to her was 'an eye for an eye'.

Yes, he knew she only lied to him about Doyle for her own good. God he knew that better than anyone did. But his own insides were battling against this submission, calling him weak and spineless. He shook his head, the light of the room coming into view. He had to stop this. He would stop it. Once he knew.

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Gillian hung around a little later than usual that evening waiting to see if Cal came back. She knew something had been bothering him. All the way through the case it had been bothering him, she just didn't know what it was. To anyone else, it was just his eccentric behaviour but Gillian wasn't anyone else.

Shrugging her shoulders she stood up to go look for him. Maybe he'd snuck in unknown to her. As she made her way down to his office, Torres passed by bidding her boss a goodnight. Gillian smiled. Torres was really coming on. She wondered offhandedly if she slept with Loker yet but decided she hadn't. They'd definitely have known.

Walking into Cal's office she found it empty and she swallowed. He wouldn't be back now. Walking over to his desk she placed the file she'd been carrying down on it, ready for his consideration in the morning. Just as she turned something caught her eye. A photograph peaked out from under a coffee coaster at the edge of the table. Though she knew it qualified as snooping she couldn't help but reach down and pick it up. Looking at it quickly, she suddenly knew what had been bothering Cal for the last few days.

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So I have an idea about a couple of things from this episode and though I might write them down here. Let me know if I should continue or not.