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A/N Thankyou to everyone for reading this story and for taking the time to review. Just to clarify this is the final Lie to Me story I am going to write, thanks again for the reviews. Not much more of this story left.

The Beginning of the End?

Ben watched as Emily and Gillian talked a few feet away from him. He shook his head slightly, relieved that physically at least Emily looked ok. It was Foster that he was really worried about. The psychologist had been handling things a little too well. He knew as well as any psychiatrist that she would have to release some of that emotion soon. He just hoped they had found Cal when she did.

"Emily." He walked towards the women as he spoke. "Can you describe the man that took you?" Emily nodded as she folded her arms across her chest.

"I think so."

"Ok, well that's good." He smiled encouragingly at the teenager. He looked around the half empty Diner. He was keen to get them all away from the place and back to his office. He wanted Emily and Steve to make a statement and he needed Emily to give him a description of the men who had taken her. Then he had to find Cal. He shook his head as he escorted both Gillian and Emily from the building and ushered them towards the car. He had a feeling finding Cal was not going to be easy.

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The wasteland was deserted and Cal couldn't help but smirk at the predictability of the situation. The weather gave the whole area a dismal and forboading appearance as Cal stopped walking and turned to face Dean.

"You really want to do this?" He held out a hand and began gestering wildly. "I mean I know you've killed people before but are you really sure about this? People are going to know you murdered me. That you killed my Emily." The words almost stuck in Cal's throat. He knew what the man in front of him was capable of. He knew there was a high chance that Emily had been killed shortly after her abduction. "I mean, it's clever. I'll give you that. You get some of your mates to break into the Lightman Institute. Beat the living daylights out of Gillian Foster. Scare the shit out of my staff and then hide me and Emily the way you did. I mean the FBI were outside, all guns blazing, wondering where the 'ell we were but oh no you hid us right under their noses. I'll give you that's clever."

"Move."

"Alright, alright." Cal took another step forward.

"Move. And be quiet."

"All I am saying is I can see you put alot of thought into this."

"I had twenty years almost to think about it. I dreamt about killing you." Dean smirked as Cal raised his eyebrow.

"I bet you did."

"Not everyone gets to see their dreams come true."

"I see that." Cal answered. "I see what you are saying."

"Move."

"Why Emily though?" Cal took another step. "I mean I see that you hate me but what has that kid ever done to you? She's a kid. Oh right I'm forgetting. You killed your own kid and wife without a second thought so why worry about killing someone else's"

"I aint killed no kids." Dean screamed at him as Cal turned around to face him.

"No? That isn't what the court said. That isn't what the jury believed."

"YOU! YOU TWISTED EVERYTHING! YOU MADE THEM THINK IT WAS ME!"

"Ah." Cal nodded. "I get it. You think it was my fault all this happened. Well I ain't getting on your pity train my friend. You kill me if you like. You see mate, I ain't got anything worth sticking around for with my girls not here. So you pull that trigger and make sure you aim right because if Emily and Gillian are dead then there really is no point in me being here anymore. Look give me the gun and I'll save you the job." Cal held out his hand as he waited for Dean to hand the gun to him. "Go on, you wanted me dead didn't you?"

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Loker slammed the breaks on the car as Torres frowned.

"This it?"

"Yeah." Torres stared out the window. "There they are." She nodded towards the window. Loker turned to see what she was looking at and swore profusely.

"Call Ben. We need help." He was out of the car and running towards the two men before Torres could stop him. She grabbed her cell phone and pressed speed dial, hoping against hope that they weren't too late.

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A/N Hi. Thanks for reading. Please review. I think I have approx two chapters left.