Cal got the phone call early the next morning. Or at least, he got word. He'd left his own phone in Gillian's spare room which resulted in Reynolds calling Gillian's phone. Cal had taken the phone when he'd heard Gillian say who it was and was met with a somewhat taken about FBI agent.
"Lightman?"
"No, it's the fairy godmother, you twat. What's going on?" Reynolds was silent for a moment and Gillian could tell Cal was starting to lose his patience.
"What are you doing answering Dr Foster's phone?" Reynolds said in an accusatory tone. Cal lost his temper properly.
"Do you want me to give you a kicking? Stop messing me around." Gillian grimaced as Cal swung his legs out of the bed and moved toward the doorway. Gillian watched as he paced, obviously remembering that he wasn't speaking on his own phone. She stepped from the bed and moved to her wardrobe picking out what she was going to wear for work. She pulled a black dress and a red one from the wardrobe, laying them across the bed. It was her morning ritual; it didn't bother her that Cal was going to see it. She kept glancing through the wardrobe until she heard Cal hang up on Reynolds.
"Marco Gerardo will be in our office at 11:30. According to Reynolds, we're getting an hour with him before the FBI take him away, tell him to stop being a bad boy and send him off with a lollipop." Gillian smirked and nodded. Cal glanced to see what she was doing. He spotted the dresses on the bed. A blue and dark green had joined the black and red since she had begun looking. He'd seen them all on her already, he was just racking his brains to remember which one she looked hottest in. He was drawing a blank. She could wear a bin bag and he'd still drool over her.
"Cal?" He snapped out of it.
"What?"
"You should probably go get dressed." Cal nodded his head before glancing back at the bed.
"You haven't worn that green one in a while, have you?" He shrugged before dropping her phone on her pillow and heading out the door. Gillian smirked and picked up the green dress.
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Cal went home to get changed and grab a shower. He yelled a goodbye to Gillian through her door telling her he'd see her later. It felt strange that it was the second day in the row one of them had had to go home to change. Anyone who knew them would argue they were a couple without the physicality and he was starting to see it over the last two days. They really did rely on each other. He'd shared her bed last night even though she had a spare room made up for him.
His mind cleared of any thoughts other than Emily as he stepped into the elevator in the parking lot of the office. He'd phoned Zoe on the way in and told her what was happening. She was, of course, insisting that she was coming in. She was bringing Emily to make sure that she gave a positive ID. Cal wasn't sure he liked that idea but could see the sense behind it.
As he stepped out of the lift on his floor, he made his way to his office, a sense of purpose in his step. He passed through the office into his study and dipped down to his safe, unlocking it swiftly and looking inside.
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Emily Lightman was nervous. More nervous than she had been telling the police what had happened. This was totally different. She knew that Marco wouldn't be able to see her. And she knew Ben would make sure that they wouldn't be within 100 feet of one another. And if all came to all, she knew her dad (and possibly her mom) would kill him if he did manage to get near her. But it still didn't make her feel any less apprehensive about what was to come. She was sitting in the passenger seat of her mother's car. Neither of them spoke. Zoe glanced worriedly at her daughter every so often but knew that loading her with information and detail would only freak her out even more.
As they pulled into the parking lot, Emily unbuckled her seat belt and stepped from the car. She was ready to just get this over and done with.
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Cal sat in the chair in his office, feet on the corner of the desk, hands beneath his chin, thinking. He hadn't moved in more than ten minutes. He didn't even notice when Gillian walked into the room. She had to wave a hand in front of his face to bring him back to reality. He jumped and looked up at her. He noticed she'd gone with the black dress. He smirked but said nothing.
"Reynolds is here," she said simply. He nodded as she perched herself on the edge of his desk. He sighed deeply.
"What about Marco?"
"Being brought into the Cube now." Cal nodded his head and swung his legs off the desk, standing up. Gillian stopped him with a hand on his chest.
"If you think you're going to lose it, just get out. Ok?" He nodded solemnly and pushed past her out the door, running into his daughter and ex-wife as he did. Gillian followed out into the hallway. Cal looked around at the three women and nodded.
"Right. Follow me. All of you." He strode purposefully down the hall and typed in the code for the Cube. He popped his head in the doorway and yelped at Loker.
"Oi? Make sure whoever's in there can't see out. Got it?" Loker nodded slowly.
"Done. Who's the guy in it?" Cal ignored him and opened the door letting the others in by him. Loker's eyebrows raised even further when he saw Emily and Zoe come in. Torres followed in behind and also double took when she saw the gathering in the room.
"What, is it family day?" she asked and Loker glared at her. Cal turned, a dangerous look on his face.
"You here to work or you to make smart comments? If it's the second one, sod off." Torres swallowed and moved away to her desk, keeping her head down. Gillian bit her bottom lip. This was going to be the tone for the morning. Cal glanced over at Emily who was standing by the Cube, looking in. Her eyes were wide. He moved to her.
"Is that him darling?" Emily nodded her head.
"You sure?"
"Yeah. I'm sure. It's definitely him. I'm not, I'm not going to have to go in there or anything, am I?" Cal shook his head vigorously.
"No, no way. I'm going in there, not you." Emily looked at him.
"Dad, don't do anything stupid." Cal frowned.
"Like what?" She looked at him, raised her eyebrows. He nodded his head and wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
"I won't. I promise." He kissed her forehead and moved away to talk to Reynolds who'd just come in the door.
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Cal watched the man in the Cube. He jumped when he felt Gillian's hand on his shoulder.
"You ok?" she asked and he nodded. He turned to look at her, swallowing. He glanced at Emily.
"I want her out of here. I don't want her hearing this." Gillian raised an eyebrow but nodded in understanding. She turned just as Heidi was passing by Loker, heading for the doorway. She called her and spoke briefly to her for a moment. Cal saw Heidi nod and Gillian call Emily over. Zoe watched and looked over at him. He shook his head and turned, heading for the Cube door, before anyone got the chance to say anything else to him.
He sealed the door as he stepped inside. Marco looked up, shrugged and stared blankly at him. His face was evn more burnt looking in this light. The left hand side of his face looked like a melted mannequin. He'd obviously got a bad burning in that explosion. Cal pursed his lips as he walked to the table.
"Alright mate? Let's have a chat eh?"
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Ok, so now we're getting to the heart of the the matter. Hope I still have everyone. Reviews are my friends.