HiiiiiAll Well I can't stand the suspense any more let alone you…many grateful thanx to all who have commented …Here we go then….

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Roller Coaster

After having thrown the tablets down his throat Cal leaned back resting his head against the back of the couch.

Gillian was leaning slightly to one side with her hand supporting her head.

The gap between them remained.

An uneasy silence had developed as they both tried to calm their respective tempers, neither wanted to be the first to speak.

Cal, however, was the first to break

"Do you think we could talk about this more calmly now?"

"And here was me thinking we HAD already talked about this Cal"

"No- no we haven't – we've yelled about it, screamed about it, argued about it, but I don't remember actually just – talking about it.

Come on Gill – look at it as a discussion, pros and cons, then Q&A and no shouting"

Gill let out an over exaggerated sigh, he really wasn't going to give this up was he.

"Well, this entirely your baby Cal, fire away"

She glanced over at this irritating man who now had such a childish expression of glee on his face. She could not work out for the life of her sometimes why she loved him so much.

"Right, lets start with the bit that I thought you'd understand the most"

"Yes Cal, The financial benefits, I know – go ahead"

"First, we spend virtually all of our time, outside of the office, at each others houses right, - so you move into mine, cancel the lease on yours, save yerself a bloody fortune on rental. You've already admitted that you don't – and probably never will, feel like that place is home – and yet you always feel like you're at home when you're at mine"

Gillian was watching his hands, she loved the way he used his hands to embellish his words, but oh God he was really on a roll here.

"Then – if yer start adding in the saving on petrol cos we won't running round to each others doors at least once a day – phone bills – me ringing you, you ringing me, - you ringing Em, Em ringing you.

Moving on there's the tax cuts. I have spoken to our accountant, an he reckons they if you play the right angles, you can cut both personal and business by nearly a third – Just by being Mr & Mrs"

Mentally shaking her head Gill was becoming slightly irritated again. This time it was not so much about what he was saying, more that in so much as far as it went, he was right. She simply could not fault the plan on the financials – Damn Him.

"Gill – Foster…are you still with me here? Am I right, or have I missed sumthing?"

Using her best monotone voice "As far as I can tell..Yes Cal…the financial side seems to make sense, but that is hardly a solid reason for getting married. What about romance – Love Cal "

Damn she was beginning to sound a bit desperate.

" Cum on Foster – Romance! We have both tried that road and where exactly did it get us? - Seriously luv wot are we taking about here – making out in the front seat of a car, or the back rows of some movie? I think we are both a little past that aren't we? Besides – I don't do romance you know that"

Gillian could feel the start of the tears welling up now so that when she spoke her voice was low with just a hint of a break starting.

"And love Cal? - Or do you not 'DO' love either?"

"Love, Foster – Isn't that what we already have?"

Finally feeling brave enough she turned to face him.

"Yes of course. The love of two people that are extremely close friends, that have been through – oh I don't know – so much together, that know and understand each other so well they could be twins. Yes Cal we have that, but is not what I am talking about and you damn well know it"

The tears were now beating a hard drum at the back of her eyes as she heard the low, cynical laugh that Cal let out.

"Christ Gill I don't believe we're back to that again, even now you just won't step across that BLOODY line of yours will you?"

She felt like slapping him hard in the face, how can you love someone, and hate them so much at the same time.

Cal was rubbing his face in his hands whilst flashing that 'exasperated' look that he had perfected.

"Gill, luv, listen to me please – if you listen to nothing else I say today, please listen to me now"

Cal had tried to take her hands in his but as he finished the sentence he felt her start to pull back

" No – Don't pull away from me sweetheart"

Her hands moved afraction more but then settled.

"How many years have we wasted pussy footing around this? I swear we could have circumnavigated the bloody globe with the amount of circles we danced round this issue.

I have LOVED you from the bloody start woman, are you listening? I love you Dr Gillian Foster, and yes I have been an arse over the years, and yes I fucked up first by marrying Zoe, an I'm not even gonna go there with you and Alec – but that's history.

I am gonna try and save you some blushes here luv and just come out with it – I KNOW you feel the same, you are such a crap liar about the most trivial of things Gill, did you really, honestly think you could hide THAT from me?

Gillian was almost catatonic at this point. She could feel his eyes burning into her, pushing her for some kind of response but she felt paralysed, not unwilling – but completely unable to offer him anything.

Cal could feel the warmth draining out of her hands as he held them, 'The Fight or Flight Response' and Gillian was rapidly heading towards the flight.

Sensing that he had little time and knowing that he had dragged her on to this roller coaster, he had to do something to keep her in the car with him now until the ride was over.

Without further hesitation, grasping her hands tightly, her pulled her to him and locked his mouth over hers.

The shock of his sudden action followed by the warmth of his lips on hers jerked Gillian back out of her coma like state.

Leaving thought aside she let her body take over as she yielded to his mounting pressure, Her tongue found his instantly and the warmth crashed through her as if she was awakening to sunlight for the first time in her life.

Whilst their bodies urged them further, reality dragged them apart.

With her head resting softly against his chest they remained in silence until their breathing became more controlled.

"Oh Cal.. what have we done?"

She both heard and felt his deep low laugh, lifting her head Gill encountered those captivating hazel eyes, her face asked him the question again.

"Well Dr Foster – I was rather hoping that we just agreed to get married"

Having long since decided that the pro's definitely outweighed the Con's Foster had to admit defeat.

A/N: Might sound like a good place to end right? But I enjoying this one and think it still has possibilities – so – more – yes – no???