Sorry it has been a while since I have updated, semester has been a rough one for sure. Here is chapter 2 hope you enjoy. Please don't forget to review! As always I sadly don't own Lie To Me. Enjoy!

Chapter 2

Cal shifted nervously from one foot to the other, not really sure what to say. He figured apologizing might be a good start. "Look Gill, I know you're upset with me, which you have every right to be. I've been a huge arse lately. And I'm sorry. You don't deserve to be treated the way I have been treating you lately."

Gillian still hadn't turned around yet. So much for the relaxing bath Gillian thought. Taking a deep breath and pulling her shoulders back, Gillian turned around and faced Cal; arms crossed in front of her body with her mouth set in a hard line. "No Cal, you're right. I don't deserve it and quite frankly I'm tired of being treated this way." Gillian snapped at Cal.

She realized that if she were to continue this conversation she would need something stronger than her one bottle of wine. Walking over to her liquor cabinet and pouring herself a drink throwing it down her throat; pouring herself another, but before she could toss it back Cal grabbed her arm, "Gill?"

"Don't. Don't do that Cal." Setting the glass down with enough force that Cal thought she was going to break it. "You don't get to stand here and read me. You don't get to act like this is my fault when you're the one with the problem." Cal didn't need to be a body language expert to recognize her defensive posture. It wasn't in Gillian's nature to be pissed enough to drink away her emotions; something was defiantly wrong. Realizing she must be pretty pissed and it was going to take more than an apology to make things right between the two of them.

Gillian was on the verge of losing it. She was so pissed, upset and deeply hurt. The events of the day along with the mixture of alcohol she consumed were boiling over and she knew it was a matter of time before the damn broke. She was so exhausted, all she wanted to do was curl up in bed and sleep. She didn't want to fight, especially with Cal. "What do you mean I'm the one with the problem? You left today before I even got a chance to see if you were okay."

"Gill, you can talk to me. Tell me what's bothering you." Cal pleaded with her, stepping closer into her personal space so they were now less than a foot away. He knew she was battling with herself, unsure of what to say.

"So now you want to talk? Well I'm done talking, so if you excuse me." Gillian tried to push past Cal, but he was too quick and grabbed her wrist turning her around to face him.

"Let go Cal, you're hurting me."

"Not until you tell me what's wrong. I'm not going anywhere till we fix this, so out with it." Cal loosened his grip on her arm but still maintained a hold.

"I'm done. I don't want to talk about this tonight. So, if you will kindly leave so I can"

"No" Cal interrupted her. Gillian's eye brows raised a considerable amount at that. "What do you mean no?"

"I told you I am NOT going anywhere till we figure this out. It's not healthy to drown your sorrows in alcohol." Gillian rolled her eyes, "Oh that's rich Cal coming from you. How many times did I have to pick your drunken ass out of a bar and bring you home? More times than I care to count. And if I want to blow off some steam after a hard day with some alcohol then I can do that. You have no right to tell me what I can and cannot do." By this point Gillian was less than a foot away from Cal's face invading his personal space. Cal said nothing for a few minutes, letting her say all she had to say. He knew she was right. She has picked up the pieces for him multiple times, including one particular time she saved him from getting his ass handed to him.

Letting go of her arm Cal rubbed his hands on his face and slid them through his hair.

"You know all you had to do was stop treating me like the enemy and talk to me. But that's not the Cal Lightman way of doing things is it? Instead you would rather alienate everyone around you and not see how much it hurts the ones who lov…, the ones who care about you."

"You don't think I don't know that! You don't think I don't see how much it hurts you every time I do something reckless and stupid. I do, and yet I still do it anyway. Why? Cause I'm a selfish bastard that's why love."

"Then why do it Cal? Why push us away? Why push me away?" Gillian whispered the last part so softly Cal wasn't even sure if he heard her correctly. She wanted to know why. It's not like I can just tell her why. Besides Emily, this is the only other good thing in my life. She's the only other good thing in my life and I can't mess that up. She means way too much to me. Cal thought to himself. And he knew for sure he would be the one to hurt her like he always managed to do. So instead he would rather distance himself and continue being a cold, emotionless bastard because he knows she deserves someone who treats her better than he does.

Cal took a step closer asking "You wanna know why luv?"

"Yeah I do. It would be nice to know why my best friend hates me and avoids me at all costs." Shock then panic played on Cal's face. Oh God, she thinks I hate her. How can I tell her she is so far from the truth?

Gillian was normally a patient person and wouldn't push for Cal to say what he needed to say, but she was too exhausted to care tonight. She started to move away when she felt Cal grab her and push her body back against the counter. His lips came crushing down, forcibly prying hers open tasting her. Gillian momentarily froze before she wrapped her arms around Cal's neck pulling him closer and surrendering to his kiss. She tasted so good Cal couldn't get enough of her. One hand tangled in her hair holding her head securely in place while the other hand slid down her body stopping at her waist. He moved both hands to her hips sliding them under her shirt, so he could touch her warm creamy skin. Cal demanded and she complied giving into his hunger for her. Gillian moaned when she felt herself being lifted onto the island in the middle of the kitchen. Gillian felt Cal's lips move from hers to trail hot warm path down her neck.

"Cal?" Gillian tired but god did his touch feel so good. "Cal" this time it came out a little stronger.

Cal continued his assault on Gillian's neck, nipping and biting her skin then soothing it over with his tongue. "Yes Gil?" capturing her lips in another searing kiss neither wanting the kiss to end but the need for oxygen became too strong. Cal rested his forehead against Gillian's his brown eyes drowning in her blue eyes. He continued to rub circles with his thumbs on her hip.

Finally, able to catch her breath Gillian whispered "Cal, we need to slow down." Still very aware of Cal's thumbs rubbing circles on her skin leaving a trail of fire extending back to where is fingertips firmly pressed into her back.

He reached up and tucked a strand of hair behind her ears "You're so beautiful Gil". Running his thumb down her jaw over her plump kissed lips that he was sure to bruise from the harshness of the kiss. "You actually think I hate you?" "Gillian I lo… um I" why is this so hard, maybe I can show her instead of telling her. "Luv?" Gillian looked down breaking the eye contact when she looked back up what she saw excited but just as much scared her.

That's it for this chapter, next chapter will be up sooner.