Still don't own them.

Cal and Ria walked into the office at 4:30pm. "Torres, give that footage to Loker. Go through it and let me know what you get, yeah?"

"Sure boss." Ria acknowledged as she walked off toward the lab.

Cal stopped at the front desk. "Any messages Heidi?"

"Just a few, Dr. Lightman. It's been pretty slow today." Heidi replied.

"Where's Dr. Foster? She in?" Cal asked as he walked toward his partner's office.

"She should be. I know she went out around 3:00, but I'm sure she's back by now."

Cal mad his way to Gillian's office. He walked in and saw she wasn't at her desk. He walked over to see what she was working on. The Richardson file was open on her desk. Cal saw that her purse and cell phone were gone.

He went back to the front desk. "Heidi. Where was Dr. Foster going?"

"She said she was going out to grab a bite to eat. She said she had her cell phone and she would be right back." Heidi thought for a second. "I didn't see her come back. But, I was in the file room for quite a while. I assume she came back while I was away from the desk."

"Alright, then." Cal pulled out his cell phone and hit Gillian's name. The phone rang four times and then went to voice mail. "Foster. Call me when you get this. We got the footage from the school and I want you to take a look at it."

Cal went into his office. There were two phone calls he needed to return. After making the calls, he tried Gillian again. This time it went straight to voice mail. "Oi. Where are you Foster? Call me."

It was going on 5:30. 'Where the hell is Gillian?' Cal left his office and checked in Foster's again. Everything was just as he had seen it before. 'What is she up to?' If she had left for the day, she would have shut her computer down. 'She wouldn't have left for the day without letting someone know.' "Loker."

Cal made his way to the lab. Loker and Torres were sitting at the computer going over the school footage. "Oi, Loker. You seen Foster?"

"Uh, not since this morning. She isn't in her office?"

"Bloody hell, if she was in her office would I be askin' you where she was?"

"Good point." Loker said with a sheepish look on his face.

"If she comes in here, tell her I'm lookin' for her." Cal said over his shoulder as he left the lab. He made his way back to his office. He checked his desk carefully, in case she had left him a note. He then checked his library for the same. He double checked his email and his phone. Nothing. 'Something's not right.'

Detective Parker arrived at the hospital about 10 minutes after the ambulance. He made his way back through the Emergency Room. He approached the charge nurse and asked about Gillian. "She's in exam room 25. The doctor is in with her now. Do you have any more information on her? We need to get a file going."

"I only have her name. Gillian Foster. She was pretty shaky at the scene. I didn't get too far." The detective responded.

"I'll check the hospital records. See if she's been here before." The nurse offered.

"Great. Thanks." He approached the room and waited for the Doctor to come out. After a few minutes, the Doctor exited the room.

"Hey Doc. I'm Detective Parker. How is she?"

"I've asked for a CT scan of her head and x-rays of her right arm and mid section. We'll know more when I get the results. She's also going to need some stitches. What happened? " The doctor was making notes in Gillian's file.

"I'm not sure just yet. It looks like she walked in on a robbery. Two employees were found shot to death in the back room. I'm not sure why the suspect left her there."

"Lucky lady. You can try to talk to her if you want. We gave her some medication for the pain, so she'll be a little groggy."

Detective Parker went into Gillian's room. "Ms. Foster?" He went a little closer to her. "Ms. Foster?" No response. He saw the right side of her face. There was a nasty bruise forming that went the length of it. He pulled up a stool and sat down. 'Damn. She is an extremely attractive woman. Jesus Noah. Could you be more unprofessional?'

He leaned in closer and softly said her name again. Gillian slowly opened her eyes.

It was hard to focus. The pain had gotten bearable since they gave her the Percocet. But it sure wasn't helping her focus. She heard the familiar voice. "Gold badge man." She mumbled.

"Pardon me?" Detective Parker asked.

"What?" Gillian asked. She felt so tired. She couldn't focus. She closed her eyes.

"I'll check back in a bit." Detective Parker said, basically to himself. Gillian Foster was not going to be able to help him right now. He quietly left the room.

The nurse was on her way in as he was coming out. "I found her in our hospital records. Dr. Gillian Foster was brought here 4 months ago after being attacked. She must have a habit of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Poor woman. There is an emergency contact listed. Alec Foster, her husband."

"Hm. She's not wearing a wedding ring. I wonder if it was taken by the suspect." 'It figures she's married.' "Can I have the contact numbers?"

Detective Parker went out into the lobby. He tried the home number listed. A recording came on notifying him that the number had been disconnected. He tried the cell phone number.

"Hello?" A male voice answered.

"Hello. This is Detective Parker with the Metro PD. Is this Alec Foster?"

"Yes. What can I do for you?" 'Shit. Why are the cops calling me?'

"Mr. Foster we have your wife here in the emergency room at DC General. She's been hurt."

Alec was high as a kite and didn't think it would be wise for him to head to the hospital to be with his, soon to be, ex wife. "We're separated. I don't think she's going to want to see me." 'As much as I don't want that to be true' Alec thought. "You should call someone else."

"You were the only one listed as an emergency contact." Detective Parker said.

Alec felt a sting in his heart. He knew who Gillian would want to be called. "You should call her partner. Dr. Cal Lightman. The office number is 202-432-5483."

"Thank you Mr. Foster."

'So the pretty lady is separated.' Detective Parker called the number.

It was now after 6pm. Cal was sitting at his desk. He called Foster's cell again. No answer. The main company number rang. Normally he wouldn't consider answering this line, especially after hours. But something told him to pick up this call. "Lightman Group."

"This is Detective Parker from the Metro PD. I'm looking for Dr. Cal Lightman."

"Well you've got him." Cal felt his stomach flip.

"Dr. Lightman I'm in the emergency room at DC General with Dr. Foster. She's been hurt-"

Cal shot out of his chair. "What happened? Is she okay?"

"Right now, she's fine. They are going to run some tests-" before he could finish, he was interrupted.

"I'm on my way." Cal hung up and grabbed his keys. He was out the door in less than a minute.

Detective Parker felt like he had heard the name Lightman before. He grabbed his laptop from his car and pulled up his internet. He googled 'The Lightman Group.' 'Oh yeah.' The deception experts.

He googled Dr. Gillian Foster. The article that had run in the paper when the Jenkins copycat had been caught came up. That's why her name was familiar. She was attacked by the copycat. That's what the hospital visit four months ago was for…

TBC