*God Loves You*
Cal stared at the big building that was towering over him. He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket and he put it to his ear, "Hello?"
"You can come to the office now." Gillian whispered softly.
"Thanks..." He whispered, starting his car and driving.
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Gillian opened the door for him and he dragged himself in. Once he finally made it into his office he fell onto the couch and closed his eyes, "Can I-"
"Just go..." He mumbled, rubbing his eyes.
She stared at him and then walked out, filled with sympathy.
"What's going on?" Torres asked quickly once Gillian stepped out.
"He isn't allowed to Emily until this is all over... it's going to be very hard."
Loker dug his hands into his coat pocket and sighed, "Well that sucks."
Torres nodded and Gillian just sighed, "She won't win." Torres assured her.
"We can only hope, but we need Cal to work on the case with Leo... the faster he gets it done the faster he can just relax and do whatever it is he does."
They both nodded and Torres looked in the cafe, "Has he had lunch?"
"No I don't think so."
"I'll go ahead and make him some, can I get either of you anything?"
"That's a wonderful idea and no thank you." Gillian said with a small smile.
Loker shook his head and went back to work.
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Cal looked over the pictures in his phone over and over again. He stared at the same ones for at least a minute, taking in Emily's beautiful smile or pure happiness. He even found a picture that was about 5 years old. She had braces, which made him chuckle. After he flipped through all the pictures, he found himself looking at them all again.
Gillian lightly knocked on the door and when he didn't answer she slipped in. "Hey..." She whispered, standing in front of him at the couch.
He looked up at her and then looked back to the phone. He turned it off and stuffed it into his pocket. He then sat there and looked up at her, refusing to say something first.
She cleared her throat and tapped her thigh, "How are you?"
"Fine."
"Penny for your thoughts."
"I don't need any money."
"Tell me you thoughts?" She pushed.
He stared at her and then shook his head, "I'm not thinking."
She nodded and sat down next to him, "You need to do something."
"Like what?"
"Work on the case."
He bit his lip and then jumped up, letting her sink into the couch. "All right. What do we know?"
"We were going to go to Stephanies house, but we never did."
"Oh yeah... we will just tell him that we did and see what he says." He raised his eyebrows and rolled his shoulders, getting his jacket to fall right.
She smiled and stood up following him to the cube.
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"We talked to Stephanie."
"What?" Leo yelled madly glaring at Cal.
"Yeah." Cal shrugged and sat down in a chair. "Are you hungry?"
"I could eat a cow."
"That's nice." Cal opened a file he had and nodded, pretending to be ready something about Stephanie.
Leo glared at him and sighed, "What do you have?"
"Oh nothing..."
"What did she tell you?"
"Oh nothing..."
"Tell me damnit!" Leo yelled.
"Well that isn't going to get you any answers." Cal said, shaking his head - acting annoyed. He glanced over at Gillian who was sitting in the corner of the room, with her legs crossed and her hands folded in her lap.
Leo glared at him and struggled to loosen the handcuffs, "What did you do to her?"
"I nailed her." Lightman said with wide eyes.
"What?" Leo screamed.
Cal smiled and so did Gillian. He just joked - a very interesting time and way - but he just joked! "You know? We had sex?" Cal asked like Leo was dumb.
"She is 14!" Leo screamed.
"Yeah well... I guess some people would call it rape."
"What the hell is wrong wtih you?"
"Oh shut up... can't you take a joke?"
"What kind of joke is that?" Leo screamed, wishing he could attack Cal right now.
Cal stared at him as if he was bored and stretched, "Anyway..." Cal smiled and cleared his throat, "So... we talked to your ex-wife..."
"What did she say? She told you that I killed her... didn't she?"
"Not exactly."
"What did you do to Stephanie?" Leo asked frantically.
"I'm not sure if I want to tell you." Cal said, leaning back in his chair and throwing his legs onto the table.
"I will tell you anything."
"Anything?" Cal asked, doubting that.
"Yes."
"Who killed-"
"Not me. It was this girl that liked me... Emmy knew her... she might have told you... she killed her... i told her not to and that I was fine, but she wouldn't listen to me."
Cal nodded and looked at Gillian, "He's telling the truth."
"What did you do to Stephanie?"
"Nothin... we never saw her... didn't have time." Cal smiled and Leo glared at him. "Let 'im go." Lightman said to the security gaurds.
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"What's her name?" Cal asked as he drove to Leo's friend's house.
"Umm... Alex." Gillian said, searching through a file she had, "Cal we don't have to do this right now."
"Yes we do." He said, trying to not make eye-contact with her.
"Let's go later... you need to get some rest."
"I am perfectly fine..." He mumbled, his eyelids beginning to fall.
"Pull over." Gillian said.
He did as ordered and they switched spots. Gillian moved the seat back a little and started the car again, "Go ahead and sleep... your house or the office?"
"The office." He mumbled as he drifted off into sleep.
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"Emily... I am not doing this to hurt you or him..."
"Well you are hurting both of us so obviously your plan didn't go to well!" Emily yelled at Zoe. She threw her plate into the sink and ran upstairs, refusing to cry.
Zoe sighed and started cleaning the dishes. She listened as Emily moved around upstairs. She couldn't tell what she was doing, but Emily was moving things around.
She looked around the kitchen and then jogged upstairs, joing Emily in her room. The bed had been pushed up against the far wall and Emily was digging through boxes on the floor. Emily found the box the had been looking for and she set it on the bed. She struggled to push the bed back and Zoe helped her, "What are you doing?" Zoe finally asked.
Emily ignored her and put the box on her bed-side table. She walked into the bathroom, pretending to not notice Zoe.
Once Emily was gone, Zoe opened the box and searched through the items. She found at least 50 pictures of Emily and cal and some of them also had herself. She also found a little necklace that Cal had givent to her on her tenth birthday and a CD. She looked around and then closed the box. Running downstairs, she put the CD into the computer and a video came up.
It started with Cal dribbling a basketball. Emily, seven years old, came into the picture and attacked Cal with a huge laugh. He fell to the ground and began to tickle her and Emily laughed so hard that she cried.
Zoe felt a tear slipping down her face and quickly wiped it away. She took out the CD and ran back upstairs. Emily was still in the bathroom and she sighed with relief. She set the CD back where it was and looked through the other items. A bracelet. Another video. One of Cal's necklaces that he thought he had lost 10 years ago, but apparently Emily had taken it. There was a little journal that was in Cal's handwriting. She looked at the lid of the box and it said 'daddy' in handwriting that was obviously from a 8 or 9 year old.
Emily walked in and yelled, "Mom!" She yanked the box away and hid it under her pillow, "Ever heard of privacy?"
"Sorry..." Zoe whispered, "Goodnight."
"Night." Emily said madly.
"I love you." Zoe said, opening the door.
Emily ignored her and laid on her bed, feeling the box under bed.
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Emily stared at Cal and slightly smiled, "I love you daddy." She whispered, trying to ignore the cold gun on her head, "Goodbye..." She whispered.
"No..." Cal said putting his hands up, "It's going to be okay."
"Keep telling yourself that 'daddy'" Paul said in a mocking voice.
"Let her go Paul... I'll pass the drugs." Cal said, slowly inching forward. He looked at Emily's outstretched hand, begging for Cal to save her.
"It's too late for that now buddy..." Paul chuckled and cocked the gun.
"Please..." Cal begged.
"Oh stop. You knew this was coming when you told me you had a daughter. You SHOULD have passed the drugs, but NO. You are better than that are you?"
"Paul please."
"No. You think you are above sellings drugs? You think you are better than that? Well you aren't! You are a piece of shit! You don't mean anything and I am going to amek you FEEL like a peice of shit by killing your sad excuse for a daughter!" Paul said.
Cal filled with rage and jumped towards Paul. The gunshot rang in his ears... as did the thump of Emily's body on the ground.
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"EMILY!" Cal screamed, falling off of the couch.
Gillian had been sitting at his desk, looking over Alex's file. "Cal?" She asked, running into the study and finding him curled up on the ground.
He took a deep breath and stared at her, "She died... Paul shot her..." He said, rubbing the sleep from his face.
A/N: Awww... sad adn scary dream! next chapter will be MORE court and will jump ahead about 2 weeks
*God Loves You*
