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Tears and Tantrums
Gillian paced her office as she tried to take in what had happened in the last few days. Everything was going wrong, there was nothing going right since the moment Clara had bought in to the Lightman Group. She knew it was irrational to blame the blonde for everything that happened, but she felt slightly irrational at the time. Exhausted she sat on the sofa in her office and held her head in her hands determined not to cry. She knew Cal was talking to Ben about the case, she still hadn't found out who the second victim was but she had a feeling Alec was involved somewhere. The more she thought about her ex husband the more she cried, she hated the way Alec still had a hold on her. She had thought the divorce would mean she was free. But no such luck she thought to herself.
Cal stood in the doorway of Gillian's office watching her as she sat on the sofa. He felt sick, everything was going wrong. He sighed as he ran a hand through his hair. He wanted to wrap his arms around her and tell her everything was going to be fine. But he knew Gillian could tell in an instant when he was lying, he knew he couldn't promise things were going to be ok. He just didn't know if they would be.
"Cal?" Gillian pushed her hair behind her ears as she straightened up. For some reason she was embarrassed to be found crying by him. Cal smiled slightly as she stood up. He didn't like how pale she looked. He knew she was wrong to leave the hospital against doctor's advice. He crossed the small room to her as she stood.
"Hey" He smiled as she wiped the tears away from her eyes. He was lost, there was nothing to be done but pull her into his arms and kiss her cheek as she buried herself in his arms. He really didn't want to let her go but he knew that he couldn't stay where he was forever.
"I er um" Gillian started as Cal held her by the arms at arms length.
"You ok luv?" Cal was concerned. Gillian was reminded that Alec had never shown her such concern the entire time they had been in a relationship. Cal was different, he may go off on his own and certainly had a self destructive streak but where she was concerned she knew he could never deliberatly hurt her. She nodded slightly as he sighed.
"Well, I'm not luv, I can tell you that much" He tilted his head to the side. "Christ Gillian" His voice remained low as she felt the tears spring to her eyes again. "I really thought, when you were in with the doctor, when you keeled over here, I thought you were" He chocked back the lump in his throat as he saw her eyes water. "I mean I thought you were, that I" He closed his eyes as Gillian shook her head before pulling him to her.
"It's ok" She whispered in his ear. "It's ok"
"I love you and it frightens me to death" He kissed her cheek as she pulled back and kissed him on the lips.
"I know" She smiled slightly as she pulled back. "Now tell me about the case. The second murder, what does that mean for us?" She watched as he changed back in to work mode. It was only a subtle chance but it was enough for her to notice. Anyone else would have been oblivious to it. He tried to push away the hurt and pain that she had gone straight in to work mode. She hadn't said it back. He believed she loved him but he just didn't know. That was why he was scared to death.
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Clara walked in to the Lightman Institute as Heidi looked up. The receptionist was immediately uneasy at the woman's presence. She had heard that Emily had torn a strip off her and couldn't help but admire the young woman for it. Clara walked past the reception as Eli appeared.
"Hello Clara" He sighed as she narrowed her eyes at him.
"Eli"
"What can we do for you?" Eli folded his arms as Ria appeared.
"I've come to see Cal" She smiled sweetly as Ria folded her arms; she wasn't convinced by the sweet innocent act that Clara put on. She had a feeling most of the men would be.
"He's busy" Ria returned the smile. "In a meeting with Foster"
Clara nodded once before walking past the pair in to the main offices of the Lightman Group. Ria raised her eyebrows as she watched the woman walk past her. "Well, she can't say I didn't try to warn her" Eli shook his head as she spoke but couldn't hide the smile that was forming on his lips.
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Clara walked along the corridor with her heels clipping on the tiled floor. She knew exactly where the office was and was determined .to speak to Cal. The way Emily had spoken to her infuriated her so much, especially when neither Ria nor the men had corrected her. She pushed open the office door to find Cal's office empty. She huffed in frustration as she saw Emily approach.
"He isn't there" Emily smiled as the blonde walked past her. Emily waved slightly as she turned to see the woman head towards Gillian's office.
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"So we have more suspects to interview?" Gillian sighed. Cal nodded as he took her hand in his; they were sat together on the sofa, his arm outstretched behind her.
"Not exactly, more witnesses. Half the wing was present but it seems that now none of them saw Michael Roberts die. Seems that a lot of these inmates suffered selective memory loss. All of them say Alec was there, that Michael Roberts was winding him up but so far no one will say anything more" He shrugged. "One man, Steven Vincent said he saw Alec get rough with the guy before it all kicked off but I dunno. Vincent is a con man. A professional liar."
"What about the guard?" Gillian tried to make herself believe that Alec would have nothing to do with it, but she had seen his drug and drink fuelled rages. She knew he was able to fly off the handle when he was high. She prayed he hadn't been able to feed his addiction in prison. Cal watched as she remained deep in thought, the thought that Alec was still getting under Gillian's skin was making his stomach churn. He hated the hold he still had on her. He pulled her towards him and kissed her forehead as the office door opened. Clara stood in the doorway in shock. She stared as the couple were unaware of her presence.
"Cal" Gillian smiled as Cal held her. She was scared that Alec was a murderer; it was already a shock that he was in prison on drugs charges. "Let me talk to Alec. Let me see if he's really a killer" Cal sighed as he pulled back from her, one of Gillian's hands still rested on his jaw. Cal covered it with his own.
"Ok, ok" He closed his eyes against the feel of her palm on his cheek. "But I'm there with you and we have him here, in the cube. We control the interview and the environment, it's the only way, Gill" He saw Gillian nod slightly before he kissed her. It was then that they jumped apart as they heard the door slam. Clara was gone.
author's note. Oh oh! What did Clara overhear? Is Alec the killer or a victim in all this? Please review - I'm not sure about this chapter. More soon x
