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You will notice that I used some dialogue from some episodes. Yes, it might be cheating but it seemed to fall into place and I'm not that good of a writer, so forgive me.

I Don't Own Any of Lie To Me

Chapter 3

It was Tuesday morning and Gillian was busying herself in the kitchen, making coffee and putting bread in the toaster for Alec's breakfast. She was thinking that over the past three weeks everything had been going very well. Alec had been off the drugs and concentrating on pleasing her. He's been a little stressed since he was still working towards that promotion coming up.

"Good morning darling. Did you sleep well?" she asked, as Alec entered the kitchen.

"Pretty much tossed and turned. Just a little nervous I guess". Alec spread butter on his toast and Gillian handed him a warm mug of coffee. He ate half of his toast and quickly finished his coffee. "I've got to go honey. I should get word today about the promotion. We can go out to dinner tonight and celebrate. I'll set it up for us." He gave Gillian a quick kiss and headed out the door

"Good Luck!" she said as the door closed behind him.

Gillian walked down the hall toward her office, smiling, feeling confident that her and Alec were getting back on track. She hoped that this day would end well for the sake of their relationship. "Dr. Foster... Dr. Lightman needs to see you in his office. Corey Strong, from the mayor's office, is needing the company's help with a case." Anna called out from the reception desk.

"Sure, Anna. Tell Lightman I'll be there shortly. Thanks". After interviews with two cops involved in the shooting of a minor and watching video footage, Dr. Lightman was informed by the FBI that there was a Terrorist threat within the Metro Police Dept. Foster and Lightman are in disagreement with how to resolve the case involving the threat.

"We should look deeper. This whole 'sleeper cell' thing smells fake to me." Lightman explained to Foster. He's not going to let this one go.

"The Pentagon... My husband was there, I remember that day, Cal, and I would do almost anything to prevent that from happening again." Gillian argued her point. Neither budging from there opinion on the matter. "I can see this is going to be a long day." Gillian spouted.

Gillian was able to be in her office surrounded by silence that afternoon. She took care of the company's finances and read over some previous case reports, which Torres and Loker had turned in. Her and Lightman had finally come to an agreement on the FBI case and Lightman had been out of the office for most part of the afternoon. Foster hoped that she could possibly leave at a descent hour tonight. She was very excited about Alec's plans for dinner. Then Cal rapidly knocked on her office door.

"Wrapped up the case." Cal spoke with relief. He was glad that this case, threating the lives of most of D.C, was over. Foster matching his relief sighed, feeling a weight had been lifted off both their shoulders. It was stressful having that kind of responsibility laid upon them.

"I'm really glad this didn't turn out worse than it did".

"So am I, love". Lightman plops down in one of Foster's soft chairs. "How are you then?" He asked curiously.

"I'm good" she said smiling, knowing he was trying to read her.

"Oh yeah?" he said staring at her, studying her, trying to get more of a read from her. "So, how are you and Alec doing? I've noticed that the past few weeks you have been closed up in your office more than usual. What's going on with you love?"

Gillian stood up from her desk and walked over to the chair next to Cal. Going over in her mind to tell Cal only enough to keep him from prying any further into her personal life.

"Alec had a problem with cocaine before we were married, but he's been in recovery since." She looks down almost ashamed to talk about it. "Couple of months ago, he started using again and he's just trying to stay clean."

"How's he doing?" Cal studied her face and could see the guilt and worry on her. Along with seeing how tired and worn she looked.

"Some days are good... Some not so good." Cal's heart sank, clearly worried and wanting to be there for her.

"Well, if there's anything I can do..." said Cal comfortingly. Gillian had made up her mind that she wasn't going to say much more on the matter. She felt like she needed to remind him of the line.

She carefully chose the words and the way to express her point. "Cal, you know the line we talk about? You know, the line we have to draw because we see things people are hiding? Things they don't want us to know? I think we should respect the line. I think it's best for both of us."

She was flattered that her best friend was concerned and looking out for her. Cal had always shown her compassion when it came to her personal life. More so than Alec ever had. She looked down and away, thinking of the night Alec had hit her and as quickly as it popped in her mind she pushed it back, not wanting Cal to read anything more than she wanted him to know. Ready to end this and go home, she looked up and saw that Cal was intent on reading more on her face.

"Goodnight Cal." she spoke, letting him know she wasn't discussing it any further. Cal hesitated a few seconds before telling her Goodnight and walked out of her office. Sitting in her chair, she starts to worry again about her and Alec. 'Am I doing the right thing, staying with him? Supporting him? That's what a wife should do, right?' she thought as she tried to convince herself. 'After all, I am his wife.' With that last thought, she stood up and walked to her desk to grab her purse. Just then, her cell phone rang...