Hi there! Thank you again for your continuing support! This was a hard chapter to write! *sigh* I read and reread over this a billion times. I hope it's still in character!

Headquarters/ the Airport

It took, as Gillian said, 10 minutes to get to headquarters, which was the Amsterdam police station. As they pulled up, Ferguson walked up to the man driving and paid him. Then he opened the door for Gillian and Cal to get out. They followed the older man into the police station and then into an old office used as storage. Once he closed the door, he said, "Viggoson and all of his men have been arrested and processed into the databank. From here, he will be moved Turkey where he will be tried for human trafficking, kidnapping, rape and murder."

Cal leaned back in his chair, "Well isn't he a lucky bastard."

Pretending like she didn't hear Cal, Gillian asked "Why in Turkey? I thought the United States had jurisdiction."

"Turkey is where he started everything. They have a legal right to claim jurisdiction over him. However, some of his henchmen will be tried in the United States. What we need from you Drs. Lightman and Foster, is your account of what happened. The evidence is so overwhelming that we probably won't need you in person for the trial. I will be taking video statements from both of you separately in Detective Kalff's office. Dr. Foster, you're up first."

It took a couple hours for Ferguson to get both statements. When he brought Cal into the unused office he said, "Thank you so much for helping us break this case. Here is your compensation." He took an envelope from his breast pocket and handed it to Cal, who handed it to Gillian, who held on to it tightly. "In that envelope are your plane tickets back to the United States. You leave here in an hour. You will land in New York and then take a short flight into Reagan Airport in Washington D.C." He slid a manila envelope to them, in which Cal caught. "There are your passports, wallets, keys and phones. Your suitcases that you came with are outside. Are there anymore questions?"

Gillian stood up first, "Please keep us informed with the trials."

Ferguson nodded his head, "I will send weekly reports."

Gillian held out her hand as Cal stood up. Ferguson shook both of their hands and said, "Thank you again. Have a safe flight back."Ferguson walked out of the office leaving Cal and Gillian alone.

Cal rested his hand on her shoulder and asked, "Are you ready?" She silently nodded and shrugged his hand off. She walked out of the office and gathered her suitcase and walked towards the exit. After a couple seconds, Cal followed her.

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The ride to the airport was met with silence. They only sounds being made were the sounds out of the taxi. Gillian kept her distance by sitting as close to the door as possible. Cal, who could no longer understand her cold shoulder, slid over right next to her and laid his head on her shoulder. "Don't tell me that last night was horrible. I thought when you screamed my name many times in orgasmic bliss that I did a descent job."

Gillian blushed a deep crimson red. "Cal, let's not talk about-"

"Why don't you want to talk about it?" He turned his head so that she was facing him. "You're a right lil' sex kitten, you are. I didn't know what I was missin' all of these years that I have known ya." He put his arm around her shoulders.

She shrugged him off and whispered, "Cal, it should have never happened in the first place." She sat up straighter and added, "We should pretend like it never even happened."

He couldn't believe what was coming out of her mouth. He scooted away from her and asked, "Why are you so embarrassed that it happened? It's not like you can change it." He saw that her 'perfect' façade was crumbling around her. She held her head in her hands like she was trying to hold up a breaking dam. He grabbed her arm and gently squeezed, "I still want you just as much as last night. Nothing has changed between us."

She threw her hands into her lap. "Everything has changed, Cal. I promised myself that I would never give in to your temptations. I knew if I did things would drastically change. For the worst? For the better? I don't know yet." She sighed deeply. "I'm going to try with all of my might to not let it affect our work together."

"My temptations? What am I to you? The devil? Nothing will drastically change unless you let them change." He was starting to get angry but he willed himself not to show it. "Gillian, I will keep on saying it until you get it through your stubborn head, I want you." He lifted her chin to face him. "Now more than ever do I want you."

She looked at him with the coldest eyes, "Is that what you say to all of the other women you sleep with? 'I want you more than ever.' 'You're a right lil' sex kitten.' And that line you used when you were on-" she stopped in midsentence to make sure the volume of her voice was lowered, "- when you were on top of me? I bet you use that with all the women you have been with." The taxi stopped in front of the airport. Gillian got out and slammed the door in her wake. She already had her suitcase and was walking towards the entrance when Cal stepped out of the car.

Still trying to not let his anger get the best of him, he gathered his suitcase and ran after her. When he caught up at the baggage check-in, he said, "No, you are the only one I have ever uttered those words to. And I want to point out that you used those same words when you were taking my pants off." He yelled that last bit to her that a couple of people turned to see the fighting couple. He took a deep breath, noticing that his control over his anger was slipping. "Why don't you want this to happen?"

Gillian's lips were so thin that they looked like they disappeared into her mouth. "For your information Cal Lightman, you use women like tissues. You pick them, use them and then throw them away." She didn't care about the people around her or the fact that she was yelling.

He laughed at this, "Are you kidding me? That's not what you were saying last night when you were screaming-" He was cut of by Gillian sighing loudly and crossing her arms over her chest dramatically. Cal stared at her blankly, temporarily at a loss of words as to why she was acting this way. "Look, you wanted me just as bad as I wanted you. I gave you everything I had and then some but all you can say now is that I use women like tissues? You're just upset that you're not in control." Gillian's eyebrows wrinkled together. "Yep, I can see it right there in your face." He pointed a finger at her face. "You, my dear, want to be in control of everything. When something goes out of whack, you start to panic and then backtrack to your comfortable place." She was about to turn around when he grabbed both of her upper arms passionately and brought her closer to him. "I will make it my mission to make you see that we belong together."

Someone placed his hand on Cal's shoulder and asked, "Sir, is there a problem here?"

Cal let go and turned to the man behind him. "Nope, just havin' a lover's quarrel."

The strange man nodded and said, "Please keep your lover's quarrel down or take it somewhere else."

"Will do, mate." He turned back around to find the spot in front of him empty. "Figures." He scanned the area and found Gillian at the front desk for baggage check-in. He cut the line to catch up to her much to the displeasment of the crowd. "Don't forget my suitcase darling." She ignored him as he placed his luggage with hers. He looked up to the young woman behind the counter and flashed her a smile. "This will be on one check, Luv." She giggled and then nodded. When she presented him with the bill, he paid with his credit card.

When they took their luggage away, the young woman smiled and winked, "Have a very nice flight Mr. Lightman."

Cal was about to smile back when Gillian leaned in and whispered, "Need a tissue there, Cassanova?" And then she walked off towards their terminal.

Cal quickly gave the young girl a smile and followed after Gillian.

Next chapter, the conversation gets interesting on the plane ride back to the US!

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