HELLO!!!! Here is another chapter!!! I just couldn't wait to post it!!

This one will be a little bit more angsty! This is right before Gillian is kidnapped.

Again, I am writing about her thoughts.

Italics = thought!

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**Gillian's POV**

Gillian heard the door slam.

Oh, my God! What did I do? Why did I say that? I have wanted this for most of my adult life. Not necessarily with Cal, but for a man to say those things to me. I am a stupid, stupid woman.

I can't take it, I need to cry! I can't even hold myself up. Whoa, this floor is hard and cold, but I can't move. I just made the biggest mistake of my life. I told the man that I love to go fuck off. I am crazy AND I am a psychologist! Why didn't I just take my own advice I gave to Cal earlier.

Okay, this floor is really cold and uncomfortable; I think I can give up. I think I can walk to the sofa. There we go. Let me try to think this out.

First off, why didn't I take my own advice? Shouldn't I 'do as I say'? I think I was just shocked. Even after all of the flirting and remarks about my dresses, I never imagined he would tell me that he loved me. I wasn't expecting it. He is a very private person.

Oh, I do love him. I think deep down, I have always loved him. I am embarrassed to say, even during my marriage to Alec. But I never really started loving him until after Matheson held him hostage. That gun pointing at his head, it just scared me to death. And then, out of the blue, he came to my apartment that night. He had told me later on that he met up with another woman but that it didn't work out. I knew he was lying but I didn't call him on it. Somehow I had fallen asleep on the sofa. When I woke up, he was sleeping so peacefully. Right then and there, I knew that I loved him. But I was never going to tell him that. At that time.

I was still missing married life. Even though Alec and I were not in love anymore, I still loved the companionship. We used to have conversations about anything and everything. I think that is what I miss most about Alec. But I could never, ever, live with the lying. And despite what Cal thinks, Alec was never the safe bet. I knew going into this marriage he had some problems, but I was blinded by the love bug. I know that is stupid thing to say, but it is the truth. He did have this bad boy streak in him that drove me insane. And I loved every moment of it. I have to admit to myself, though, he isn't as bad as Cal. Oh, I do love bad boys. I guess like every American woman, I am attracted to them like a fly to a light. But it never stayed that way. We had strayed from each other, me to my work and Alec to his drugs. We eventually stopped loving each other.

I think that is why I hesitated and pushed Cal away. I didn't want this to be a novelty. I mean, come on, we are in London together. Even though we are on a case, there is still that… what is the word I am looking for… oh, yes, magic. There is still that magic in the air. Especially with us acting like a married couple and a newly married couple at that! I am surprised we haven't jumped each other's bones. Believe me; I had to hold myself back a couple of times. Especially that pick-up line. That gave me chills. Thank goodness he had walked away; otherwise I would have made his pick-up come true. Okay Gillian, stop thinking about that pick-up line. Even though, it is all mine. I had believed him when he told me that and my stomach did this fluttering thing. It felt incredibly wonderful. Gillian sighed.

Second off, why was I so angry? I am not sure. Sometimes he can be incredibly stupid, especially with women and money. He is a big risk taker. He likes to put himself in danger, I think, so that he can feel like he accomplished something on a different level. Oh man, after Vegas, I was so pissed at him. I think I was more pissed about the money than Poppy. Let's be honest Gillian, if you had brass balls like her, I wouldn't be having this conversation with myself. I would be in bed, with Cal. Shit, I would have been in bed with Cal a long time ago.

Yet, somehow I don't feel worthy to be with him. It is sad that I feel that way, but it is true. Sometimes I think he needs someone with a free spirit and brass balls to take big risks with him. I just don't think that I am the one for him. But, if I decide to be with him, that would be a risk. A risk I think I want to take.

When he gets back, I will tell him how I feel and then I will attack him with my lips. Oh, I just got shivers down my spine. It must be a good sign. I have so many thing I want to do to him… oh Gillian don't get too worked up. Not before Cal comes in.

--Knock, Knock—

Who the hell could that be? I know Cal has a keycard. I know he wouldn't knock. She looks outside the peephole. Oh, it's that boy who brought up our bags. Why is he wearing a hat? Maybe it's part of a new uniform. She opens the door.

Smile Gillian. "Yes, may I help you?"

Paul smiles, "Yes, I am sorry to disturb you but I think I left my keycard in here when I brought up the chocolate covered strawberries and the wine. May I look?"

Ohh, that's all he wants. Good I hope he finds it and leaves fast before Cal gets back. "Sure thing, come on in." He walked in and Gillian closed the door.

What time is it? Wow, it is getting pretty late. I hope Cal doesn't –

Gillian's thought was interrupted by Paul punching her in the face.

What the hell? Did someone just hit me? Oh my goodness, what is Paul doing? "What are you doing?" He hit her again, but this time on the other side of her face.

Owww! Why is he hitting me? I see disgust. Why? I don't even know him. What is going on?

Paul sneered, "What a weak woman. We will teach you some manners."

OH MY GOD! He is part of the A.O. Club! He is one of them! I need to get out of here now. Run Gillian, run like the wind! Run towards the door.

Paul grabbed her by her arm and said, "Oh, no you don't. You can't run away from me. Now sit down!" He slapped her again. She fell to the floor. "Now you need to write this." He gave her a golden piece of paper and a pen. "You will write, 'To Cal, with Love'."

Don't do it Gillian. Spit in his face and try to run again.

Paul knew exactly what Gillian was thinking. He pulled out a gun and pointed it at Gillian and said, "Don't think about running. I will shoot you. Then I will come back and shoot your husband. Now write it!"

You have no choice, he was not lying when he said he would shoot Cal. Just do it and maybe you can run away later. In fact I know I can. Stop shaking, Gillian and just write. 'To Cal, with Love'. God I hate this! What is he doing now?

"Gillian, I know you will try and run later. I am going to stop you." He took out a rag.

What is on that rag? What? No – don't! RUN! But I feel so sleepy. Run… run… I am sorry Cal.

Gillian fainted to the floor. He took the rag off of her face and put it back in his pocket. He cleaned up the room like it was before. He made sure the note was on the desk. He dragged her to the door and checked his watch. "Okay pretty lady, hopefully you aren't heavy. Sean will be here to pick you up in 2 minutes." He opened the door and checked outside. Making sure to stay out of the camera sight, he dragged her to the service elevator. He knew not a lot of people would be working. Everyone was either in the lobby or in the kitchen. He didn't pass by either of them.

When the elevator opened, he checked outside then dragged her in front of the garbage dumpsters. Then he waited until a white van came up.

They greeted each other. And then they put her into the van. Just as Sean was about to leave they saluted each other and said, "No mistakes or weaknesses!" And then Sean left.

Paul threw his hat into the garbage dumpster and then walked to his car. He pulled out his cell phone and called his boss. "Hey boss, the deed is done. White is delivering it now. It should be there by midnight." He hung up the phone and drove home.

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