"Five years in prison." The judge said finally.
Cal stared at the judge with hatred, but didn't struggle when his hands were pulled behind his back and cuffed, "Five fuckin' years?" Cal yelled. He knew that is was a possibility, but he was kind of praying it wouldn't happen.
"Language." The judge said.
"Emily will be twenty bloody one when I get out!" He yelled.
"That reminds me." The judge said, clearing his throat. "You are losing full custody of Emily."
"You've gotta be fucking kidding me!" Cal yelled, jumping towards the judge. The police man yanked him back and whispered into his ear.
"You better watch yourself."
Cal shrugged the man away from him and stared up at the judge. "You almost killed a man. I don't care WHO you are. It was attempted murder and she isn't safe around you."
"He was threatening Gill!" Cal yelled, looking to Gillian.
She sat behind them, watching with sad eyes.
"I was defending her!" Cal said with raging eyes.
"You are out of line." The judge hissed.
"I didn't just do it for the fun of it! I was defending her! It was for a reason! I'm not going to hurt Emily!" Cal said like the judge was stupid.
"How can we be sure of that?" The judge yelled back.
Most of the jury seemed to gasp at the judges outburst. He never got mad. He was always calm with everybody. He never yelled. Well Cal just ruined that. Why was Cal getting under his skin? Because they knew each other personally? Because he hated to put Cal into jail?
"You know me John!" Cal yelled, "You know that I would never hurt her! No matter what!"
John, the judge, clenched his jaw and rubbed his chin, "Jail. Five years. Zoe has full custody of Emily. Period." He said looking to the police man, "Leave right now."
"Don't do this to me! You know that I had just cause!" Cal yelled as the police man dragged him from the court room.
"Sir. Please calm down." The police man said, holding to Cal's hands with one hand and to his shoulder with the other.
"You shut the fuck up." Cal hissed, staring at the cop car in front of him, "I can't say goodbye to me friend or anything?" Cal asked.
"We are taking you to the police station where you will stay until we get room for you arranged at the jail. They can come visit you there."
"When I'm in the big place. They can still visit right?" Cal asked, ducking his head and getting into the car.
"Under supervision yes." The man said, starting the car.
Cal looked out the window and stared at Gillian and Zoe as they drove away.
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"I can't believe he did that." Gillian said, holding herself as she walked to her car.
"He was protecting you." Zoe whispered, catching her last glance of the fading police car.
Gillian looked at her and sighed, "Yeah I know. You're still going to let him be with Emily... right?"
"Of course I will. He would die if he couldn't be with Emily. I couldn't do that to him." She said with a small smile, "Well it will be interesting with how this all spreads out."
Gillian nodded and got into her car.
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Cal stood at the edge of the jail cell, his arms resting on the bars, "How does a man get a drink around here?"
The cop, Caleb, turned and looked at him, "How does a man get you to shut up?"
"Oh that's usually pretty hard." Cal said with a shrug.
"Yeah. I can see that." Caleb mumbled, walking over to the mini fridge and grabbing a beer.
"Really?" Cal asked with a hopeful grin.
Caleb put it to Cal and when Cal went to grab it he yanked it away, "Hell no." He opened it up and pressed it to his lips, "Yum."
Cal spat on his shoulder and Caleb grabbed Cal by the hair and hissed into his face, "I wouldn't do that if I were you."
Cal stared at him and backed away, "Don't grab my hair." He spit on him again and then backed up, out of Caleb's reach, "What are you going to do now? Hm?" Cal asked with a smile.
Caleb grabbed his keys and yanked the bars open and walked up to Cal, grabbing his nightstick.
"Am I supposed to be scared of you?" Cal asked, walking towards Caleb. "Because I can pretend."
"You think you're pretty cool don't you?" Caleb asked, taking a step to Cal.
"Yeah. I do." Cal said sarcastically. "How did you know? You're such a wonderful cop, you know that? You just opened the door for me... that's just great. And you're keeping me company. You're so nice."
Caleb chuckled and swung his nightstick into Cal's side.
Cal grunted and fell to the floor. He held his side and looked up at Caleb and coughed, "That was fun." He jumped up and threw a fist into Caleb's gut, watching him fall back. "Your turn." Cal said, stepping back and holding his arms open to let Caleb hit him.
Caleb shook his head and said, "Sit down."
"Oh come on. The strong cop can't hurt me? Too scared that I'll hit ya back?" Cal asked, stepping towards him. "Come on. Hit me. I've nothing to live for anyway. I just lost my daughter. I like pain. Hit me. I dare you." Cal said with a smile. "You're too scared. Ok. I see how it is." Cal chuckled and turned around.
Caleb took a deep breath and whacked Cal in the back with his nightstick. "How's that?" Caleb yelled.
"Oh that's nice." Cal said. He rubbed his back and threw his fist into his gut again. Caleb threw the nightstick to the ground and attacked Cal with fists. He ppunched Cal in the face and Cal kneed him on the knee, watching him fall to the ground.
"What the hell is going on?" Ian yelled, running in and peeling Cal off of Caleb.
"He jumped me!" Cal yelled, pointing to Caleb.
"What?" Caleb yelled back, "That's not true."
"Why is the door open?" Ian asked Caleb, throwing Cal into the corner of the cell and then yanking Caleb out. He locked the bars and then stared at Caleb, "Who started it?"
"He did!"
"Security cameras." Cal said, sitting down and wiping the blood from his face.
Ian nodded and said, "Looks like that's the only way."
"But those don't catch sound! You won't be able to hear what he said!" Caleb yelled.
Ian rolled his eyes and typed something into the computer and then stared at the footage.
Caleb yanked open the cell door and grabbed his nightstick. They talked to a couple seconds and then Cal took the blow to the side. Ian paused it and looked to Caleb, "Really? You walked in there and hit him... because he spit on you?"
"Hello?" Gillian asked, walking in.
"Why hello." Caleb said, straightening up and smiling at her.
"Down tiger." Ian hissed, sticking out his hand, "I am Ian. The chief here. Who are you?"
She shook his hand and looked at the cell, "What happened to him?" She walked over and said, "Cal, what happened?"
"Oh. A friend of his?" Ian asked with his hands on his hips. He walked over and looked at Cal, "How you doing?"
Cal stared at him and then looked to Gillian, "Hey love."
"What happened to you?" She asked.
He laid his hand on his face and pulled it away looking at the blood, "Well would you look at that?" He stood up and walked over to them, "I'm bleeding." He announced to Ian.
"Cal." Gillian said sternly.
"Yes Gill?" He asked, turning his head and staring at her.
"What happened?" She asked again.
"He attacked me." Cal pointed to Caleb with a small smile.
"That isn't true. He pushed me to do it. He... played with me head."
"Oh. Yeah. I forgot that I was a jedi." Cal said with a shrug, "Whoops. Well now you're off the hook. Go home and sleep with your wife." Cal said, walking around the cell.
"What the hell?" Caleb asked, "You are really jacked up."
"Why thank you. I dream about hearing that from you."
"Cal stop." Gillian said.
"What does a man have to do to get a little privacy around here?" Cal asked Ian and Caleb.
"We will be watching in the next room. Don't try anything."
"Of course not." Cal said with a smile.
Once they were gone, Cal held Gillian's face in his hands and whispered, "I'm fine."
She put her hands through the bars and grabbed his shirt, "You need to be more careful."
"I'm sorry, but I had to try..." Cal whispered.
"Try what?"
"To kill him. Gillian. He could hurt you. At least he will be gone for ten more years then me."
"You are not going to be there for five years."
"Why not?"
"I was able to bring it down to two. I told them that Matt had a gun to my head." She whispered, looking at the ground.
"You lied for me." He said, taking his hands away from her face and resting them on the bars, "You shouldn't have done that."
"I don't want you to be gone for five years." She whispered, taking a hand and placing it on his bloody face.
He flinched back and smiled, "Thank you." He took her face again and pressed his lips to hers.
She brought her other hand to his face and pulled him as close as she could.
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"Now how does an annoying bastard like that get such a sexy woman?" Caleb asked with a frown.
Ian turned away from the screen and said to Caleb, "You just don't have a life."
"Yes I do!" He placed his hands in front of the computer and stared at the couple kissing.
"You are such a creeper. You are just standing there. Watching them kiss." Ian said, taking Caleb by the shoulder and pulling him away from the screen, "Down."
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She pulled away and wiped his lips, "Cal."
"What?" He asked, clearing his throat. He let his hands fall to her hips.
"They are watching us. Could they hear us?"
"No. They don't pick up sounds." Cal said with a smile.
A/N: LEAVE REVIEWS! Thanks for reading! Next chapter Cal goes to the big bad jail and meets his naughty room mate!
