Her mother's daughter

Emily rushed into the Bistro just as Zoe picked up her cell phone. The younger woman was full of apologies for being late as Zoe smiled at her.

"You're here now."

"Mom, you look fantastic." Emily watched as her mother smiled. "How was France?"

"French. Very French." Zoe watched as Emily rolled her eyes. "I'm there to work, how's things here?"

"Cool." Emily lied, knowing her mother would only worry if she knew someone was threatening her father. "Let's eat!"

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Gillian unlocked the front door of the house she shared with Cal and the girls. She was exhausted but knew Laura wouldn't want to sleep for a while yet.

"Cal?" She called as she carried the toddler into the house. "Cal?"

"In ere luv." He appeared in the kitchen doorway. Gillian frowned, laying a very sleepy Laura on the sofa she headed towards the kitchen. She could see he was up to something and she was sure she was going to hate whatever Cal had to say. "Em meet her mum ok?"

"Yeah." Gillian nodded. "How long is Zoe around for?"

"Er, until end of the month I think. She said something about going back to Paris. Everything ok?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Why wouldn't it be?"

"I dunno." Cal smiled his best charm smile, eyes running over Gillian's red dress as she raised her hands.

"I mean there's only a psychopath out there trying to kill you. A man that has done nothing but plot how to murder you for the last few years." Gillian sighed. "I mean how could I be worried about you?"

"Worried? Foster." He crossed the room to her. "Hey, nothing is going to happen to me. And absolutely nothing is going to happen to you or our girls. I promise."

"You can't promise." Gillian sighed as he pulled her into his arms. He hugged her tightly, burning his face in her hair. "Cal."

"I can. I am." He kissed her cheek. "Nothing is going to happen to you or the kids. I'd die first."

"Don't." She pulled back from him, looking into his eyes. "Don't say that." He raised an eyebrow. "Don't say you'd die first." He closed his eyes as he sighed, hating the fear in her voice.

"Cmere." He kissed her gently as she grabbed his shirt holding him as close as she possibly could. Breaking the kiss he rested his forehead against hers. "It'll be ok. Gill, it'll be ok." She closed her eyes as he spoke, his breath on her face as he spoke. He could see the case was getting to her. His wife was his blind spot - the one person he could never read but right then in that moment the fear was almost palpable.

"Gill."

"Emily won't be home until the morning. She's staying with Zoe tonight." Gillian sighed as he started drawing invisible circles on her waist. He was doing a very good job of distracting her. Laura called out from the living room causing them both to spring apart.

"Coming." Gillian sighed as she stepped away from her husband. Moments later she carried a sleeping Laura up to her bedroom. "Oh and we are gonna talk about the security cameras. I wanna know where they all are." She watched as he stared after her in disbelief.

"Busted." Cal shook his head and smiled.

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"So." Torres straightened up as Heidi appeared with more coffee. "The real question is what is going on with you and FBI agent Ben Reynolds?"

"Grow up." Heidi perched on the edge of Eli's desk. "I coulda asked you the same about you and Loker. But no. I keep my nose where it belongs!"

"Ladies please!" Eli laughed. "Lightman wants us to keep Emily as far away from this case as possible. Any suggestions?" He sipped his coffee as Rhia and Heidi exchanged glances. It was going to be easier said than done.

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