A/N: Sorry it took so long guys and once again sorry for such a big cliff hanger! Here you goooo! Enjoy... and please review!
"Dad! NO!" Emily screamed. She held him hand and buried her face in his side. Foster laid her hand on Emily's shoulder and tried her best to hold in the tears, but she could feel the salty liquid flow down her face. She could feel the tears coming. She knelt down next to Emily and cried with her. She wrapped her arm around Emily's shoulder and held her. Emily moved and hugged Foster, "Why? Why did this have to happen?"
Foster hugged Emily and sighed, "There is this saying I heard… from St. Theresa, she said that God will never give you something that you can't handle. Trust me… there is a reason honey."
"I reason for my father to be beaten to death?" She yelled.
"Get away!" A doctor yelled pushing Foster and Emily away. He rubbed the metal pads together. He laid them on Cal's chest and counted off, "One, two, three… clear!" Foster flinched at the loud buzz. "Damnit… one, two, three… clear!" The doctor yelled. Foster helped Emily off the ground at the second buzz. "C'mon… c'mon! One, two, three… clear!" The doctor yelled once more. "YES!" He screamed at the slow beeping beginning again.
"What?" Emily asked jumping off the ground and holding onto Cal's forearm.
"Bring him to the operation room!" The doctor yelled rolling Cal out of the room.
"But…. But wait!" Emily yelled running after him, wiping the tears away. Loker grabbed her and held her back. She pulled away from him and turned to Foster, "He's alive! Gillian, he is alive!" She screamed hugging Foster.
"Yep…" She whispered. She wanted to be happy for Emily but she had a feeling he wouldn't stay alive.
"Why aren't you excited?" She asked Foster, pulling away from the hug.
"He isn't going to live, Emily!" Loker said to her harshly.
"Loker!" Torres yelled at him.
"Oh now you say something!" Eli says to Ria.
"Look what you did!" She said pointing to Emily who was now crying again.
"Just get out of here Loker." Foster said to him, showing him the door.
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A doctor walked down the hall towards the waiting room. He was immediately met by Foster and Emily, "He is in a coma as of now. Family may see him." Emily walked past and Foster followed her, "Are you family miss?" Foster hesitated but Emily saved her.
"She is my mom." Emily said smiling at Foster.
"Right." The doctor said walking into the waiting room.
"Thanks…" Foster said running with Emily. They walked into the room and saw Cal in another bed. He had tubes coming from his nose and had wires connected to his arms and chest. Emily ran to his side and held his arm.
"Dad?" Emily whispered expecting him to awaken.
"Emily… he is in a coma…" She whispered.
"What if he never wakes up, mom?" She said watching the doctor slip into the room.
Foster hesitated. She had never been called mom before. "Uh, well, he…" She was about to say 'might not' but decided against it, "will… he will…" She told herself.
"Well, uh, Mrs. Lightman," She liked the sound of that, "It is very possible that he will not wake up, I hate to tell you this, but I just can't give you false hope. He is in horrible shape, he has 3 broken ribs, a punctured lung, a huge cut where blood somehow had time to build up in then it all spilled out. He has a broken jaw, I hate to say it, but your husband only has a 6% chance of living…" The doctor whispered to her.
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(One week later… Cal is still in a coma)
"I am going to go check on Cal, and then I am going out… I will talk to you later Ben." She said to Reynolds as she walked out of the office. Reynolds was taking Cal's place for now, until Cal woke. They refused to tell themselves that they needed a new boss, and Gillian refused to even take the temporary place because she felt like she was pushing Cal away.
"Foster…" Loker said to her, "He isn't going to-"
"Shut up Loker." Foster said leaving.
"Seriously, you just need to shut your damn mouth sometimes." Ben said to him.
Gillian walked out the door and drove to the hospital. She walked in and found the room Cal was in. She brought flowers and laid them on the table by his bed. She leaned down and kissed his forehead, "I have always been too much of a wimp to tell you this. I have never been able to say it to your face. I have practiced so many times in front of my mirror, Cal, but I could never do it, but I guess now is my chance. Cal Lightman… I love you. I loved you the second you walked into my office, seven years ago. And I know that you can't hear me, but I want you to know… that I absolutely love you." Gillian kissed his forehead again and walked out.
She got into her car and drove to an orphanage in town.
"I am really sorry about Sophie…" Cal whispered, sitting down next to her.
"It's not like you decided you wanted her back, Cal…" Foster said wiping away a tear.
He laid his hand on her thigh and patted it, "We can pretend that I did… so that you have somebody to be mad at." He said with a small smile.
Foster made a weak smile but didn't answer.
"Would you like to go get some lunch or something?" He asked her.
"Sure…" She whispered standing up and grabbing her coat.
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"This is amazing, Cal." She said taking a bite of her food.
"Yeah, I always take Emily here on her birthday." He said with a big smile.
"Cal I have something important to talk to you about." Foster said.
"Of course." He said taking a bite of his food.
"I want to try again. I want to adopt another child." She whispered.
"But…" He said.
"Alec doesn't want to, but I do. And I was thinking I could adopt a girl, maybe a boy, and you could take care of them until Alec warmed up to the idea." She said to him with hopeful eyes.
"Gillian… no… we can't. You know I would have to be the other legal guardian then. What would happen when Alec was ready, but your little girl or boy couldn't warm up to him?" He asked her.
Foster sighed. "I guess… I hadn't really thought it through." She whispered.
"Guess not… I would be happy to be a legal guardian of your child, but you are married Gillian, I can't let you do this behind Alec's back…" He said to her with a smile.
"I am going to hold that to you." She said smiling back.
"What?" He asked.
"That you would be happy to be a legal guardian of my child." She laughed and drank some wine.
"Whatever…" He joked.
Gillian pulled into the lot and got out. She clutched the paperwork she had like it was the only thing she had left. She looked at the door. She could see kids running around. They all looked so happy. She sighed and turned around, walking back to the car. I can't do it. I just can't.
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"Hello." Cal whispered as he walked into a darkened room.
"Hello Cal Lightman. I am happy that you could make it." A black man said, coming out of the darkness.
"Where is he?" He asked the man.
"Oh, now now Cal. You know that I am not going to just freely give you information." The man said sitting behind a table.
"Well, what do you want me to do? How do I earn the information?" He asked sitting on the other side.
"Bring me your lovely co-worker. Gillian Foster."
"Never." Cal said to him.
"Is finding out about our brother's death important to you?" The man yelled at him. Cal clenched his jaws and sighed, "Struck a raw nerve did I?" The man said.
"Of… of course it is important to me."
"Then bring her to me." The man said with a laugh.
"Isn't there something else I can do?" He begged.
"Uh, not really." The man said with a chuckle.
"Thank you anyway." Cal said standing up. He walked away. He found his car outside and drove to the office.
"Where were you?" Gillian asked as he walked in.
"Nowhere." He lied.
"Don't lie to me Cal…" She said to him.
Cal ignored her want walked into his office.
"Cal! Where were you and why do you look so worried." She asked him.
"Nowhere important and I am not worried." He said sitting down and pulling the file on his brother's death out.
"Cal, that case was closed 3 months ago." She said.
"They don't have the right guy… I know it!" He insisted.
"Cal…" She said laying her hand on his arm.
"Gillian… how many years has it been since I asked you to come work for me?"
"Stop trying to change the subject. This conversation is over." She said to him.
"What conversation?" He asked her digging though the papers in the file.
"Cal." She said, getting frustrated. He stood up and she sat back on the edge of his desk. He put one arm on each side of her. He face was just inches away from hers. "What are you doing Cal?" She asked, she could feel the heat radiating off of his body.
"Nothin'." He whispered.
"Cal," She said to him. Her heart began to race faster. She could feel herself blushing as he leaned in for the kiss. She began to get nervous.
"Gillian… I-" He was interrupted by a slap to the face.
"How dare you?" She asked him. Her heart felt as if it was going to break though her chest. Cal fell back into his chair and held his cheek. "I am a married woman!" She yelled as she rushed out of the room.
"Gillian… wait… I just wasn't thinking! I…" He muttered… he sighed and kicked his desk, causing the lamp and some papers to fall off. "Ah shit…" He said picking the stuff up.
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Gillian got back into her car and drove back to the office. "Any news on Cal?" She asked Ben. He shook his head and went back to work. She sighed and walked into her office. She pulled her phone and looked through the pictures she had of herself and Cal. She stopped on one picture where he was hugging her with a big smile on his face. She bit her lip, trying to hold in the tears. She took a deep breath when she heard a knock on the door. She turned to look and saw Zoe standing there, "Oh, please come in…" She said gesturing towards a chair.
Zoe took a seat and looked at Gillian, "I… I just don't know what to do. Emily won't even talk to me. She is too sad. She has been crying ever since she came home." She whispered.
"I… I guess we all have our own way of handling it. She just needs some time." Gillian said.
"I guess it always takes time to get over the death of a loved one…" Zoe replied.
"He isn't dead." Gillian stated.
"Cal is going to die, Gillian. Don't tell yourself he isn't, because it is only giving you false hope." Gillian felt her lip begin to tremble at his name.
"He isn't going to die." She told herself.
"Yes he is… and it will be easy to face it now rather than when it happens…"
"No, he isn't." She insisted.
"Yes, Gillian!" Zoe was beginning to get mad at her.
"Zoe, he is not going to die… I have faith…"
"How can you be so sure?" Zoe threw back at her.
"Because I love him!" Gillian yelled, immediately regretting it.
Zoe stood up and walked to the door, "You need to let go…" After that, she was gone.
A/N: Haha... that random flashback is Cal during the coma... i will be doing that for him until he wakes up... So what did you think? Like it? Hate it? Dont get it? Lemme know! I think some of the stuff i wrote was kinda choppy but i will try to get better! I had a bit of writers block today but i knew i couldnt let you down! I will try to get at least one more up tonight before i stop!
