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He knocked on her door and entered before she even had time to answer. Sitting down on her couch he stared at her for a few moments, allowing her to speak first.

'Cal, you can't just walk into my office. How many times have I told you now?'

Cal looked up into nothingness, scrunching up his face to portray concentration. Counting on his fingers he finally answered, 'I think about 9 times.'

She tilted her head giving him her 'so not impressed look.'

'And Cal, what happened to email. Remember that thing we discussed?'

'Oh, I remember. I just chose to ignore it. Plus, I like coming into your office to discuss the case. It makes it seem much more covert and dangerous, don't you think? All those hushed whispers.' He raised his eyebrows suggestively.

'How do I put up with you?' was all she could retort with.

'My wit and charm makes me irresistible to most. As much as you try, you are drawn to me, I can tell.'

He grinned wickedly at her.

She sighed and leaned back in her chair as she pondered the truth in those words. She couldn't help but feel drawn to him, as dangerous as that was. He was still so much like the man she met in college, all those years ago, yet he had changed. She was yet to tell whether it was change for the good or the worse. There was just something about his charm, his manly stubble, the twinkle in his eye, his sheepish grin... She stopped herself there. She was getting neurotic. It was time to distance herself, slightly.

'Ok Cal, while I enjoy our banter I really must get back to work. There is this thing called paper work that, while you manage to avoid it, I am unable to do so.'

He stood up and walked over to her desk. She rolled her eyes at him. He never really understood the concept of go away. Instead he would always get closer, as if to prove some sort of point that he was beyond the rules. Oh, what a rebel.

'Just reminding you. Are we still going to have that meeting tonight?' he asked in a low voice.

'Sure thing. Now how about moving towards the door. One foot in front of the other, remember?'

He chuckled at her sarcasm and walked out of her office.

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As he sat in his office, staring off into space, avoiding the paper work she claimed he never had, he couldn't help but miss her. Which was absurd because firstly, he had only just left her office several minutes ago, secondly, she was only a few doors away from him, and thirdly he wasn't supposed to be getting to close to her. He knew that the third point had gone out of the door as soon as she had finally said yes to him. He loved spending time with her, loved making her laugh, loved seeing her smile. And that had begun to cause problems in his marriage. Zoe had become more and more upset and angry. He in turn, had pulled away further, which just angered her more. The fights were becoming more frequent, louder, more hurtful. Emily had begun to cotton on that all was not well in the Lightman household. But no matter how much he knew he should distance himself from Gillian, that if he did that he might be able to get his marriage back on track, he just couldn't seem to. He told himself that it was for the case but deep down he knew that was a lie. Not that the case was unimportant. They had done some digging, talked to a few people and found out that Ordmanson's daughter had been seeing a psychiatrist. A quick chat to her told them nothing, yet everything. She was bound by law to not reveal anything they had talked about in any of their sessions but her facial expressions had said it all. Abuse. So all he and Gillian had to do was find physical evidence to back up what they already knew and the case was theirs. Cal felt a twinge of sadness at the idea that the case may be over soon. He should have felt happy, he had managed to yet again be right and prove his point. But he also knew that when the case ended he would see less of Gillian. And that could never be a good thing.

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It was 9pm when Cal knocked on Gillian's office door. He saw the light from inside seeping through the cracks and knew she was inside, waiting for him, but decided to wait for an answer.

'Come in.'

He entered and sat down in the chair across from her.

'Got any leads on the girl?'

They had found out that Ordmanson's daughter and another girl always had appointments around the same time. Apparently they had become good friends and both Cal and Gillian figured if they talked to her, she might know something, or at least be able to convince the daughter to speak out.

'Nah nothing yet. I'm been looking for her through a couple of databases, searching her and her parent's name, but haven't been able to find anything. Usually this search works; I don't know what's happened this time.'

Cal stood up and walked over to stand behind her. Leaning down, he squinted, trying to read what was written on the screen.

'Going blind in your old age are we Cal?'

'Hilarious. I can see where you've gone wrong. Hang on.'

He leaned over and placed his arms either side of her, typing on the keyboard. She could feel his breathe on her neck and she let out an involuntary shiver.

'Bit cold, are we?'

She looked up at him, her face inches away from his. Her heart began to beat faster and her breathing quickened. He leant forward, ever so slightly. To anyone else watching, it could have easily been missed, but to her it meant everything. She had a split second to decide. To make a decision between right and wrong, between her desires and what was morally correct.

'The line Cal.'

He pulled back.

She had made her decision.