/Nice try, but I know your porn face and that's not it./ Just like porn, there is no real plot! :P Rated very strong T!

C/G. The annual Lightman Group Christmas party is in full swing but Cal finds Gillian hiding out in her office. One shot. Chronological placement is S3 Christmastime - anytime after 305, specifically.

"Maybe he realises what an idiot he's been." At this, she laughs. "I doubt it." Now complete.

People know I have secrets; I wouldn't be human if I didn't.

C/G. A particularly bad day at work pushes Lightman to apologise to Foster. Rated for language.

a little piece. just a one off. enjoy and please review!

Cal and Gillian. my first ever story. title pretty much sums the story up. enjoy!

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Ria and Loker miss something very important. Cal/Gillian.

One led to another until they chained her down for good.

Disclaimer: No own Lie to Me. Summary: Cal finds evidence against my OC. Prompt: Evidence - something that makes plain or clear; an indication or sign. Rating: M. No, seriously.

Er mag es zu beobachten und sie mag es auch. Manchmal kommt ihnen das in die Quere, auch wenn sich die Dinge in der Dunkelheit vielleicht verlieren. Cal/Gillian, Charakterstudie/Allgemein, keine Spoiler.

“When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions!” William Shakespeare.

She is adorable; the cutesy fluffy caterpillar, silkenly tracing across the branches of lives, unnoticed, going about her business. What people don't realise is that innocent caterpillar is eating away at everything in it's path. Set post Double Blind.

She thinks they don't love each other the way most people love.

A Christmas story - ""On the contrary, Rudolph, Whiskeys have proved to be very helpful at lessening the symptoms. So drink up, it'll make your throat feel better and halt that disgustingly runny nose."

Gillian tries to convince Cal that he would like eggnog but he find something else he likes much better. #4 in my series of Christmas stories, the prompt was: Cal/Gillian, eggnog and Christmas lights. Fluffy PWP. Oneshot.

This couldn't be happening. It couldn't be real. He wouldn't allow it. This was not allowed to happen. Not to her. Dear God not to her.

Pre-series. "It wasn't anything like their kitchen, where the smell of brewing coffee wafted through the house along with the scent of Gillian's vanilla cupcakes." Emily's POV.

She likes that he thinks she is some whole, perfect person, to be handled with care lest he break her in his clumsy haste.

Everything happens for a reason. Rated T for later chapters.

Precious moments can be defined in charms given by a loved one. My first Lie To Me fic... Reviews muchly appreciated! D

CG. Next time, on Lie to me*...

After 3.1 Cal had got it wrong. He always said she was his blindspot, but how could he see anything if she wasnt there? This time he had gone to far and she refused to be the doormat any longer. Cal Lightman could get by without her.

She searches through her memories of 'childhood experiences' and 'lasting effects' and scans textbooks in her mind. Cal/Gillian, Emily, Zoe, future-fic.