A/N: Just a little something I came up with while on vacation with my parents. Gotta do something when they force you to go to bed at 10, right?
Cal was lying on the couch in his office when Gillian walked in. She thought maybe he was pretending, and sighed realizing he'd spent the night there again.
"Cal," she said, and he jumped awake and sat up. She crossed the room and sat on the other end of the couch and tucked her legs up under her. That was, as she had discovered earlier that morning, the only comfortable and remotely proper way to sit in the skirt she was wearing.
She had been taking even more care with her appearance since her divorce. Gillian was the type to never miss an opportunity. She told herself that that was the explanation for her behavior, but she knew it wasn't the entire truth.
"Tell me you didn't sleep here last night, Cal."
"I didn't sleep here last night," he said with a smirk.
"Cal. Please take care of yourself."
"Yes, love," he said, scooting towards her end of the couch.
"I worry about you."
"And I about you love, what's your point?" He leaned even closer to Gillian's face and told himself it was just so he could read her better.
"Cal, I can tell when you don't sleep. Don't think I don't notice when you don't go home at night. What kind of example are you setting for Emily?"
"She's my daughter. No matter what example I set for her, she's still going to be a teenager. Now love, I'd say my sleeping habits are none of your business."
In the hallway, Torres had her hand on the doorknob of Cal's office. Overhearing what she just heard, and not knowing what her boss was up to in his office, she walked away, not wanting to walk in on anything of THAT nature.
"You think I don't know that!" Gillian exclaimed. She was getting upset. "Maybe it should be my business."
"Play babysitter then. Take me home and tuck me into bed every night."
"Fine, Cal. I will," Gillian said angrily.
"Is that a promise or a threat love?" Cal asked shifting closer and placing his hand on top of hers.
"I think you already know."
"I want to hear you say it."
"It's a promise."
They sat together in silence facing one another on the couch for a few seconds before Gillian asked,
"Cal, are you alright?" She expected a lie or his usual non-answer, so she was quite surprised when he said,
"No."
"What's bothering you?" she asked softly.
"Don't worry about it love."
"You know I will."
"I know love," Cal said looking her in the eyes. She looked right back at him. He leaned forward, filling the small space between them and gently pressed his lips to hers. She leaned into him, softly returning the kiss.
Cal's hands cupped her face and her own were wrapped around his neck. Cal pulled away when he realized Loker had entered the room.
"When did we stop knocking?" Gillian asked irritably.
"This is important," Eli said.
"So is this," Cal replied, leaning in to kiss Gillian again.
"I'll just leave then," Loker said before turning and stalking out of the office.
"I'll hold you to your promise," Cal said, giving Gillian's hand a squeeze as she slid off his lap before he headed out of the office in the direction that Loker had left.
Gillian remained seated on the couch for a minute or two processing what had happened. Then she got up and went back to her own office to get some work done.
Once Loker had given him the important information on the case Cal was supposed to be working, Cal disappeared to his office to call Emily.
"Hey, Em."
"Oh hey, Dad."
"Do we have food in the house?" Cal asked.
"Yeah. I went grocery shopping last night, if that's what you mean. You're not having Gill over to talk to me about sex again are you?"
"No. Thanks for reminding me. No, Gill's coming over to babysit."
"Dad, I'm 17. I don't need..."
"Not for you love."
"She's babysitting you! Gosh Dad, what'd you do?"
"Gillian's concerned about my sleeping habits."
"So am I. You didn't come home again last night."
"See you tonight, love."
"That's a classic deflection Dad," Emily said before disconnecting the call as the end of lunch bell rang in the background.
Cal shoved his phone back into his pocket and slumped down into his chair.
Loker cornered Torres when everyone else was at lunch.
"Any idea what's going on with Lightman and Foster?" he asked.
"No."
"Well I walked into Lightman's office and Foster was sitting in his lap and he was kissing her."
"Then to answer your question, clearly their relationship has changed."
"Don't tell me you aren't interested in this."
"I'm not. Why are you? Wait. You're upset that Lightman got Foster because you've been hoping to get her in bed for years."
Loker sighed. Torres won again.
"I don't know what changed, Loker, but they started out talking about Lightman's sleeping habits," Torres said and she walked out of the room ignoring Loker's next questions.
A/N: I know it's weird that I just started watching this show even though it was cancelled :(, but I needed something to watch, and a friend recommended it, and I fell in love. So now you have it, my new obsession, with several more fics in the works. Hope you enjoy!