Where's Sam?" Cal asked when she walked in.

"I was just hanging out with him for a little bit. What's your problem with him? YOU are the one who said we shouldn't be a thing." She said, placing her hands on her hips, "Who is that?"

"Who?" Cal asked, following her gaze to Rachel. "I don't know her." Cal said with a shrug.

"Well she knows you." Gillian said, looking back to him.

"And? How could you know that?" He asked her.

"She is staring at you. I can tell in her eyes that you two have talked before." Gillian said.

"Old girlfriend." Cal whispered, standing up.

Rachel stared at them and Gillian said, "She wants to be with you, doesn't she?"

"Bingo." Cal said, wrapping his arms around Gillian in a hug.

"What are you doing?" She asked, hugging him back.

"Making her think that we are a couple." Cal whispered into her ear, "Touch my butt." He said.

She laughed and pulled away, "You wish." She smiled and pulled some hair behind her ear, "You can't just run from her."

He bit his lip and shrugged, "I can. You know why she's in here?"

"Why?" Gillian asked.

"She's a rapist. She wasn't and she was a good kid before. Then she comes here for rape. I'm not even going to giver her a chance." He whispered.

Gillian scrunched up her face and whispered, "Rape? That horrible."

"I know." Cal shivered and said, "Thus. You are my temporary girlfriend until she gives up on me."

She raised her eyesbrows and said, "Um. No. I'm not."

"What?" He asked, looking at her.

"You aren't going to use me." She said, sitting back down.

"What are you talking about?" He asked with a frown.

"You aren't going to use me like that. I won't allow it. I've got a life and I'm not going to 'pretend' to be your girlfriend when you refuse to let me be your real girlfriend. No thank you." She said, a little mad at how weird he was being.

"Gillian." He whispered.

"Do I even want to hear it?" She asked.

"Listen." He said, begging her with his eyes.

"Talk." She said.

"Hey Cal." Rachel said, walking up and sitting down next to him.

"I only said that because I was scared and I didn't know what might happen and I thought that maybe you wanted a little freedom, but I was wrong because I feel the same way about you." He whispered.

"You are really indecisive, are you?" She asked with a frown.

He stared at her, "I'm confused." He corrected her.

"You are using me for whenever you need an easy girl because you know that I will immediately say yes. Well, not anymore." She whispered, standing up.

"Gillian. Wait." He said, standing up and walking towards her.

"No. I'm done with your games." She said, putting her hands on his chest and pushing him away, "We are just friends. That was your decision."

"Gillian." He argued, grabbing her hands.

"No." She said, taking her hands away from his warm body, "I love and you and you mean a lot to me. But I can't do this with you. It's not a one sided relationship. You can't choose when you love me. It's all the time or none of the time." She said, stepping back from him, "I'll be back tonight or tomorrow with information on Emily." She said, turning around and walking away.

"Don't talk to me." He said, putting his hand up before Rachel could say anything.

.:.

"She is in a medically induced coma and there is only a 5 percent chance that she will wake up." The nurse whispered to Gillian.

"Oh God." Sam whispered, staring at the nurse.

Gillian stared at her with wide eyes and wrapped her arms around her side, holding herelf from falling apart. This would kill her. Who knew what it would do to Cal?

Sam looked at Gillian and whispered, "Are you okay?"

She looked at him and then down at the floor, "Oh my gosh." She whispered.

"What?"

"She's going to die. She can't die!" Gillian insisted, falling back into her chair.

Sam sat down beside her and placed his hann her shoulders, "Don't worry it'll be okay."

"That's easy for you to say!" She yelled at him.

He clenched his jaw and whispered, "Yelling at me won't help her."

"What am I supposed to do?"

"Go tell Dr. Lightman?" He suggested.

.:.

Cal sat at a table, his arms crossed over his chest, his feet crossed in front of him. His gaze falling onto the wall. He wasn't thinking about anything in particular, other then Emily and how she could be.

Gillian came in and sat down beside him, putting a hand on his shoulder.

He only moved his eyes to look at her. He didn't say anything. She knew that she could talk.

"She is in a coma." Gillian whispered, looking over to Sam who was standing in the corner of the room. "There is only a five percent chance that she will live."

Cal wasn't sure what to do. Cry? Stay silent? He clenched his jaw and decided not to say anything, because if he did he knew that the tears would come.

"Cal?" She asked, rubbing his back slightly, "You can talk."

He shook his head and gripped his arms tighter.

"Sadness is a normal feeling that people feel all the time." She reminded him, "It's okay."

He clenched his jaw again and looked at the ground. He took a deep breath, preparing to say something.

She stared at him, but then he jumped up and walked over to Nick.

Sam followed Cal with his gaze while Gillian walked after him.

"I need to get out of here." He hissed.

"Um, I can't just let that happen." Nick said with a small smile.

"My daughter is going to die and I NEED to see her, dammit." Cal yelled.

"I can't do that." Nick said, "I'm sorry."

"Talk to the fuckin' warden! Help me out here!" Cal yelled madly.

"Cal. Stop." Gillian said, grabbing his arm and pulled him back.

He yanked his arm away hard, causing her to fall to the floor. She screamed slightly and stood back up, "Cal." She said firmly.

"No!" He yelled, pushing her away, "I need to see Emily!" He yelled at Nick.

"Hey!" Sam yelled, running over and looking at Gillian, "Are you okay?" She nodded and looked at Cal, not worried about her own throbbing pain in her back. "Stop." Sam said to Cal.

Cal turned around and threw his fist into Sam's face, "What the fuck are you doing here?" He yelled at him.

Sam jumped up a threw his shoulder into Cal gut, throwing him up against the wall, "What the fuck do you think you are doing? Do you know what you just did to her?" Sam yelled, pointing to Gillian.

"I'm fine.' Gillian whispered.

"She's fine." Cal said, pushing at Sam's chest.

"Cut it out. You need to calm down." Sam hissed.

"You need to leave!" Cal pushed him to the floor and walked back to Nick, "I need to get the fuck out of here and see Emily before she dies."

By then there were two men holding on to both of Cal's arms and holding him away from everybody.

He was gasping for breath, staring at Nick with raging eyes, "I NEED TO SEE HER!" He cried out.

Gillian stepped in front of him and held his face in her hands, "Sh..." She whispered, rubbing his cheek with her thumb, "Cal, you need to calm down."

He looked away from Nick and into her eyes, catching his breath and slowing down. A tear fell from his eyes and he whispered, "I need to see her."

Gillian nodded and whispered, "I will try to get that to work, but you know that there isn't a big chance of that happening."

He clenched his jaw and said, "Gill. I need to."

She wiped away the tear and he looked at the ground, "Cal, it's okay to cry. You don't always have to be the tough guy."

He swallowed down the rest of the tears and looked at her, "Please. Get me a visit with Emily."

"I will try as hard as I can. Let go of him." She said to the two guards as if they were stupid to still be holding onto him.

They let go and Cal fell forward slightly falling onto Gill, "I'm sorry for pushing you away."

She nodded and said, "It's okay. You just need to control your anger."

He took a deep breath and nodded, "Thank you."

"You have the magic touch." Sam said with a smile, rubbing his aching jaw.

Cal lunged towards him, but Gillian pulled him back, "Cal. Stop. Calm down"

He stpped back and looked at her, "Alright."

A/N: awwwwww... reviews please!