so srping break ppl! XDDD having so much fun...hehehe
"Is that...is that true?" Carson asked.
The two were still in his office. When Carson heard the news that Cal was Vance's father, he was flooded with multiple emotions. Shock, surprise, a sense of relief, sadness, confusion, fear, disgust, and most of all, anger, rage blinding anger.
Vance looked down at his hands again, trying not to shed a tear. "Yea." He sighed. "Dr. Foster doesn't lie..." But then, she lied. She lied at first about not knowing who his father was. Or maybe she really didn't know back then...
Carson tried very hard not to yell or shout or scream or anything. To him, Vance was like his own son. Although he did have two other sons, Vance was kind of different. Sometimes he would feel guilty for caring and thinking for Vance more than his two kids. But the sight of finding Vance there, in the middle of the darkened street, alone, all those years ago, made him want to break the man who did that to him. He swore to himself that week that if he ever found the man who made the boy go through all that trouble, he would beat the living shit out of him. Now, in his mid 60's, that thought hadn't changed. Not a bit. But the fact that that man was Cal Lightman, the lie detector, the one who was Gillian's best friend, the one who seemed honest and full of trust, put an uneasy fact to his head. He looked up to see Vance's eyes closed and his lower lip quivering. Carson glanced sympathetically and got up and sat next to him. He put an arm around Vance's shoulder and Vance leaned his head on Carson's neck. Carson heard him quietly whimpering.
"Sh...It's ok," was about the only thing he could say.
A quiet buzzing interrupted an up coming silence. Vance wiped his eyes and took out his phone. He read the message and frowned.
'Come to the Lightman Group. Hurry.' The message was from Ben.
-x-
"He what?" Vance shouted.
The building was in a frenzy after what had happened. Five minutes after Ben had texted him, Vance ran in the front doors of the Lightman Group, only to be told from the receptionist that most everybody, including Ben, had gone to the hospital. So driving like a kid who just got his license, he sped into the street. Within minutes, he was rocketing through the E.R. and was currently standing in front of Ben, who wiping blood off his face. Other then the blood on his cheek, he seemed to be in shape.
"He took her," Ben said with a furrowed face.
"And how the hell did he do that?" Vance raged on. He wasn't going to deny, Gillian wasn't his top ten favorite people right now, but he still cared for her.
"I...I don't know!" Honestly, Ben was furious, with himself. Damn! He should have seen the men up there. Shit!
Vance took a deep breath. Millions of thoughts were roaming around free in his mind. "Okay," he tried to calm down. "We'll...we'll find both of them. It'll just take some extra time."
Ben glanced up at the boy. He sighed and nodded.
-x-
Gillian plopped down onto the floor with a yelp. The blindfold was ripped off her and she squinted in the light. She heard something being dropped next to her. Someone took off the ropes that were around her hand tightly and threw them to the floor. Gillian had adjusted to the light and was currently rubbing her red hands. She heard the door slam and silence followed. She had taken one breath when she heard it.
"Gill?"
That voice. The voice she was so familiar with, instantly warmed her cores.
"Cal?" That word was her life-line.
Scuffle. "Gillian!"
She felt herself being pulled in and next, she felt warms arms surrounding her, pulling her close.
"Gill," he whispered. He couldn't believe she was here. He pulled back at arms length and took a while to take in her beautiful feature. "What are you doing here?"
Gillian swallowed. He looked...beaten up. His hair was sticking out into different places and a bruise started to form above his right eye. "I don't...I don't know." She looked down.
Cal cursed. "He told me..." DeGrow had promised not to hurt Gillian if he came here. That lying son of a bitch.
Gillian looked up at Cal. "Who told you what, Cal?"
"Nothing." He smiled as though reassuring her."
Gillian's eyebrow furrowed and she crossed her arms. "What is it, Cal?"
Cal sighed. There was no point in lying to her now. "DeGrow told me that if I didn't come to him, he would...he would hurt you."
Gillian stared at him in amazement for a while. He would do that for her? Risk his own life? 'Of course he would!' Her mind nearly yelled. 'You would too!' She bit her trembling lip and pulled him in for a hug. "Oh Cal. You know he couldn't of hurt me. We were surrounded by the police."
Cal closed his eyes. "I know...but he has his ways, Gill."
The door crashed open with a bang. Cal and Gillian pulled apart and turned to see who it was. DeGrow stepped in with three other men and a smile taped on his face.
-x-
"Do you think we should tell her parents or something?" Ben asked.
Vance stopped pacing around the room and sighed. "No. Let's not alert anyone. We just need a plan and figure out where the hell they are before we do anything."
Ben nodded. "Alright."
There was a knock on the door. A man poked his head in the office.
"Yes?" Vance said.
"I got the files you were asking for, sir," he replied.
Vance motioned him to put it down. "Bring it on in."
The man opened the door with his back, and plopped down the box of files onto Vance's desk.
"Thank you."
The man nodded and exited, closing the door behind. Vance picked up a file and tossed it to Ben.
"Time to start studying."
-x-
Gregory was in his office back at his town. It was a nice feeling to be back at his building. It was quite a unique trip he had at Vegas and he only hoped Gillian was doing ok with Cal. The family was doing ok, in fact they were still full of excitement from their trip. Danny, his wife, and the kids were planning on staying with them for a while. It was a good idea, and Greg hadn't hesitated to say yes, since having the kids around would cheer the place up a bit. After all, with only him and Carol in that big house, it was bound to be quiet.
He stopped typing, leaned back, and relaxed. He shut his eyes for a moment and enjoyed the solid string of quiet...which was rudely interrupted by his phone ringing. Groaning, he picked up.
"Yes?"
"Gregory," the voice greeted.
His world came to a stop. His eyes were big like saucers and he stood up. With an unmistakable voice, he uttered, "DeGrow?"
-x-
"Make sure to run the plate...alright...fine, give me a call back as soon as it's done," Ben shut the phone.
"What was that about?" Vance asked.
The two were looking through another box of files for the past two hours. They hadn't found anything. It was like being back at the hotel, searching for where the orphanage was.
Ben put the phone back in his pocket. "Eh, some agent said he might have seen the license plate. He's running it through the system right now."
Vance nodded and looked back onto the file he was reading.
There was yet again another knock.
"Yes?" Vance called out.
A young woman came in. "Sir, someone called you and is on the line."
Vance raised an eyebrow. "Did he give you a name?"
She shook her head.
Vance sighed. "What line?"
"2."
Vance got up and picked up his office phone. "Thanks," he told the woman.
She smiled and went back out.
Vance picked up the phone, pressed 2 and put the phone next to his ear. "Vance Pierce speaking."
"Vance! Where the hell is Gillian?"
Vance's jaw nearly hit the floor and Ben could see something was up. "G-Greg?"
i hope everyone whose on break is having fun ! ...cause break dont last for much longa ^^ and for those who ARNT on break, i hope u study hard :)