Cal sat for a good hour after she'd left, replaying the conversation in his head. When he struggled to figure out what had just happened, he played it off the cameras which, despite his remarks, were always recording. His stomach lurched when he watched her kiss him. It had, of course, been an amazing kiss. Everything that had come after was just baffling. She'd taken him up completely the wrong way and he cursed himself now for his lack of clarity even though, at the time, he thought he'd been perfectly clear in what he'd said. He shook his head as he turned off the video feed, pondering. Glancing at his watch he sighed. It was too late to do anything now. Shutting down everything, he finally stood up. It was time to go home.

OXOXOXO

The next morning shot by in a whirlwind. Cal was tied up with a couple of different cases, none of them very taxing as it turned out, but time consuming. Then he had paperwork that had to be signed off on. It so happened that he didn't bump into Gillian until mid afternoon when he'd spotted her head to the break room and decided to follow her, hoping no one else would be around.

Gillian Foster had finished all of her paperwork that morning but had thought about nothing but the previous night and how it could drive a wedge between she and Cal. The truth was, she didn't really know what she was doing kissing him but now that she had done it, she couldn't understand why she hadn't sooner. Because you're married, the voice in her head said. He was right about that. But his righteousness didn't sit with her. With anyone else, he'd have just plain ignored a wedding ring but with her, why was it different? Why did he suddenly feel the need to be a gentleman with her when what she really needed, and wanted was for him to be his good old self. She didn't notice him come in as she stirred her hot chocolate over the sink, lost in thought. He cleared his throat, bringing her back to reality and she turned briefly to look at him before turning her attention back to the mug.

"We need to talk," he said quickly.

"About what?" She finally stopped stirring her tea and dropped the spoon into the sink. Cal sighed. She wasn't going to make this easy. So he was going to simplify it.

"A number of things. But I'd rather we talked in private." Desperate to fix the situation or not, he still wasn't going to do it here in such a public place. She still didn't turn around.

"I have a meeting in five minutes." He nodded his head, acknowledging that she had no intention of cutting him any slack.

"Come by my office after. I'll be there." Without waiting for her response he walked out, taking a deep breath as he did. Now it was time to play the waiting game.

OXOXOXO

At about 6:15 that evening Gillian was about to leave the building. She planned on dropping in on Cal as she was running out the door, try to make this conversation as quick and painless as possible. She knocked lightly on the door and waited for his response. But one didn't come. Frowning, she opened the door and looked in. There was no sign of him. She dropped her files on the table by the door and wandered inside to check the study. He had a habit of falling asleep in there. But there was no sign of him there either. As she turned back out of the study, she felt a a brief annoyance building up in her. Was this her punishment for last night? Was he going to give her the runaround now? The joke was on him if so, she didn't even want to have this conversation. She just wanted to forget the previous night had ever happened. Well she didn't. But she didn't want to deal with the confusion even though everytime she thought about it, she realised it was the clearest thinking she'd done in a long time. Closing over the door to his study, she suddenly spotted the sheet of paper on his desk.

Picking it up, she read what was on it:

Hey Luv. Had to leave. Emily's got herself into trouble again. We'll talk tomorrow. Cal. Gillian grimaced as she read it. He'd been vague which meant that anything could be after happening. She decided within a few seconds what she was going to do. Without hesitation, she flipped open her cell phone and dialled the only number she knew off by heart.

OXOXO

Ok, cutting off there. What's happened to Em? What's going to happen between Cal and Gillian. R+R!