I wrote another story because I'm so overwhelm by all of your reviews to Where Art Thou. If you get confuse reading this story don't blame me! You brought this upon yourselves!HAHA Stories keeps on forming on my brain now. blah blah

To GCRessa66 I miss you, don't forget to smile.

Thanks to Sassycop for checking, you're sweet like a honey bee : ) I love you!

Disclaimer: I don't own Lie to Me or any of the characters. eug!

Cal leaned against the back of his car and stared up at the cloudy, blue sky. He couldn't help thinking it was lovely weather to hold a funeral. He was outside her house waiting for her. He straightened up when he heard her door open. Gillian stepped out of her house and closed the door behind her. She was wearing a modest, but nice, black dress and dark heels. She still managed to take Cal's breath away even though she looked devastated. Their gazes locked but he became blurry to her as tears began to form in her eyes.

He saw a tear slip out from the corner of her eye. Without hesitation he crossed over to her in a few quick strides, wrapped his hands around her shoulders and hugged her hard. She clung to him like a small child. She leaned on his shoulder as the tears continued to flow down her cheeks. He held her tighter and stroked her hair while he whispered sweetly in her ear. Gillian felt him gently press a kiss on top of her head. Being close to him made her feel that somehow everything would turn out all right. They stayed like that for a little while.

Gillian pulled away slightly. She wanted to say something to him but chose to look down. She didn't want to cry in front of him because she knew he would worry about her. Cal worried too much.

"Are you ready to go luv?" He slowly ran his fingers along her cheek down to her chin. He wished he could erase the tears and take away all her pain.

Gillian hastily brushed away her tears and nodded. "Thank you for doing this Cal" She let a half smile slip as she lifted her head to look at him. His soulful eyes stared back at her. Her smile never reached her eyes, it look sadder than he had thought eyes could ever look. Cal had worried about her for years and he would continue to worry about her. He would protect her at all cost. I'd do anything to see those beautiful blue eyes light up again.

"We should go" he said as he put his hand around her shoulder and guided her towards his car.

The ride to Claire's funeral has been very quiet. Gillian stared into space through the passenger's window the whole time. They arrived at the chapel just in time. They quietly entered the service and took a place in the back row. Claire's brothers got up in front of the chapel to speak about Claire. Gillian managed to keep her emotions intact until she saw Claire's mother. The look on her face was unbearable. Gillian began to weep silently. She instantly felt the warmth of Cal's hand on top of hers. Gillian glanced at him and Cal saw the appreciation in her eyes. They both understand each other without uttering a word. Cal interlocked his fingers with hers and gave her a gentle squeeze. She smiled at him and leaned her head on his shoulder. Their hands remained clasped the entire time, neither of them wanted to let go.

They stood few feet away from Claire's grave. Gillian watched as they lowered the casket down into the ground. Cal didn't take his eyes off her, making sure she was alright. Moments later Gillian let go of Cal's hand and walked to throw a rose into Claire's grave. Cal watched as she then walked towards Claire's mother and hugged her tight. After few comforting words she went back and stood next to him. The breeze blew a strand of hair onto Gillian's cheek. Cal raised a hand and brushed it from her face. He pushed the hair behind her ear.

"Take me home Cal" she whispered, her eyes glistening with tears as she looked at him. They walked hand in hand till they reached the road of the cemetery.

"Let me get the car" he turned and walked away.

Gillian was looking at him when something caught her eyes. A little butterfly flew in front of her. It fluttered its wings toward her as if it was waving goodbye as it headed toward the horizon. Gillian, you've always been there for me Claire's last words echoed in her ears. I can take care of myself I'm a big girl now. The little butterfly flew away looking happy and content. Her eyes shed more tears but she smiled while she watched it and for the first time since Claire's death she felt lighter.

Cal's car stopped in front of her. He got out of the car to open the passenger door for her.

"Let's go luv, it looks like its about to rain" he said holding the door for her while he looked up at the now gray, cloudy sky.

Cal started the engine and drove off to Gillian's house. She turned on the radio to her favorite radio station. He was little relieved because he could see less sorrow on her face. He knew she would not be okay overnight, but he was thankful that she seemed to be making progress. They talked aimlessly. She asked about how Emily was doing, they argued about a certain song playing on the radio. They kept on talking until the rain started to fall. Gillian looked out through the window. She reclined her seat slightly to rest her back and her skirt hiked up a little bit.

Cal took advantage of Gill looking out the window and was sneaking glances at her slightly exposed thigh.

"Cal..." she called his name while still looking out the window

"Yes luv" he answered but his eyes were now on the road.

"I'll let you ogle on my legs, if you promise to stay for dinner" she looked at him with pleading eyes.

"What!? No! I mean yes, NO! Yes I will stay for dinner! NO I don't ogle" Cal answered defensively. Gillian giggled and Cal thought that it was the best sound he'd heard for a long time. Cal couldn't help but smile.

"Can you hike it up a little more for a better view, yeah!?" Cal grinned at her.

"Don't push your luck!" Gillian rolled her eyes.

It was raining hard when they reached Gillian's house. They both got out of the car and ran toward her front door. Gillian unlocked her door and they rushed in. Their clothes were soaking wet. Gillian went upstairs, when she came back she handed Cal a large towel and a change of clothes.

"Put your wet clothes in the dryer" she said.

"Go get changed Gill, take a nap if you wanted to" he was looking at her with worried eyes.

"What about dinner?" she asked narrowing her brows.

"I'll take care of dinner. I'll use whatever you have in your kitchen" he smiled.

"Are you sure?" She looked at him intently.

"Yeah, I'll wake you up when dinner's ready. Go on luv, before you catch pneumonia." He started to walk toward her kitchen.

The delicious smell coming from the kitchen woke Gillian up. She got up and checked her watch for the time. She had slept for almost two hours. Her stomach growled loudly right as she reached the door. She went downstairs to check on Cal. She saw him wearing the now dry clothes the he had worn to the funeral.

"Oh, just in time." Cal said when he noticed her watching him.

"This looks delicious Cal." Gillian walked to her dining room table and sat on one of the chairs. Cal sat next to her.

"Sausage Puttanesca!" she clapped her hands with excitement. Cal just looked at her and smiled. You're one of a kind Gill.

They started eating and talked over dinner. She told him about Claire's kitten that she needed to get from the pound early in the morning.

"Romeo is a cutie" she said smiling at him.

"Who names their cat Romeo?" He grumbled.

"Hey" she looked at him fiercely. Gillian gathered the dishes and put them in the sink after they finished eating. She started to wash them as Cal stood beside her.

"Let me help you, I'll dry." He offered sweetly.

"Thank you." She handed the clean dishes to him. They worked together side by side.

"You should take a few days off luv." He said while drying the dishes with a rag.

Gillian stared at him. "Yeah. I think some time alone might be good." Their eyes met and locked.

Gillian broke the eye contact and pushed him slightly on his shoulder with hers. They both chuckled. After they'd finished washing the dishes, Cal told her that he needed to go home because Emily would waiting for him.

"Thank you Cal, I really appreciate you being here with me today" she said sheepishly.

"I was happy to be with you." He opened his arms for her and Gill leaned into him. Cal squeezed her and rocked her slightly.

She walked him to the door. Cal stepped out, turned around and looked at her beautiful face. He was happy because her eyes were not as sad as they had been earlier that day.

"Goodnight Gill."

"Take care Cal."

They stared at each other for several moments. Cal thought he saw a flash of desire in her eyes. He wasn't sure, but he didn't waste a minute. He walked toward her, causing her to back up against the door. He placed one hand on either side of her head and looked at her. She didn't resist him. She met his darkened eyes for a minute before she closed her eyes. She stood there waiting, her body full of anticipation. Cal leaned forward and placed his lips against hers. Gillian felt her knees buckle. He kissed her tenderly and softly but with a firm pressure as if he were asking permission. She responded and opened her mouth as Cal deepened the kiss. She moaned and tilted her head up giving him more access. The kiss lasted several minutes.

Cal pulled away from the kiss, both of them were gasping for air. Cal ran one hand through her hair, Gillian felt her heart beating fiercely in her ears. She stood there not daring to move or even open her eyes.

"Call or text me when you need me luv." She heard him say as he turned his back on her and walked toward his car. He didn't look back; he was afraid of what he would see. He got into his car feeling guilty. I just took advantage of her. What was I thinking! She's mourning a friend for god's sake! Cal started his car and drove away.

Overly Dramatic isn't it?

Thank you for reading.