At the end of the day, when Gillian was ready to go home, she locked up her office and walked down the hall to ask Ria about being a bridesmaid before heading to get Cal. She knocked on Ria's door, "Hey Ria?"

Ria looked up upon hearing Gillian's voice, "Dr. Foster? Aren't you getting ready to leave?"

"Yes but I wanted to ask you something before I left," said Gillian walking into the office, "Well since Cal is ever the OCD one, he wants all his ducks in a row as soon as possible."

Ria chuckled, "Yep that's the Cal Lightman I know."

"Well I was wondering if you wanted to be one of my bridesmaids?"

Ria looked up at Gillian, "You two just got engaged last night?"

"So is that a no?"

"No I mean, yes of course I'd be glad to," said Ria, "Do you have your maid of honor yet?"

"No but I honestly think Emily Lightman would be crushed if she didn't get to be my maid of honor," Gillian laughed

Ria laughed lightly, "That's understandable. She's been trying to play match maker since before you and Alec divorced." Gillian sucked in a sharp breath, "What?"

"Ria, don't tell anyone I told you this, not even Cal, but Alec's cocaine addiction isn't the only reason we divorced. I filed for divorce partly for that and…"

"And because you were in love with Cal," Ria finished for Gillian.

"Yeah," said Gillian sheepishly.

"Don't worry I won't say anything," said Ria, "And by the way, if it's really that important for Em to be maid of honor, I think we should make her."

"Okay," said Gillian, "See you tomorrow Torres."

"You too," she shouted after her.

Gillian made her way to Cal's office to find him observing faces as per usual, What do you see?"

"I see someone who's ready to take a break and go home for the evening," said Gillian sauntering over to him and resting her hands on his shoulders.

Cal slowly turned around to find his fiancée behind him, "And now I see a beautiful woman who's trying to distract me."

"Distract you? Moi?" asked Gillian with innocent eyes.

Cal chuckled lightly, "Come here love." He ushered her around the chair and onto his lap, "I take it you're ready to leave?" Gillian nodded, "By the way, did you ask Torres about being in the wedding party?"

"I did. She accepted," said Gillian, "But I think I'm going to let Emily be the maid of honor."

"Oh we're in trouble," said Cal. Gillian smacked him lightly on the chest, "Okay I'm behaving. I do think my daughter was hinting at that last night."

Gillian laughed, "Hey Emily is the closest thing I have to children. I think I should be allowed to spoil her." Cal bit his lip, "What?"

"Are you completely infertile love?" he asked hesitantly.

Gillian took a deep breath, "No but I've been told pretty much my whole adult life that I only have like a 3% chance of conceiving," she admitted, "Why?"

"Just curious that's all," he said as he grabbed his coat from the back of his desk chair. He held out his hand to Gillian, "My lady."

"Aren't you such a gentleman," she giggled taking his hand and following him to his car. Cal started to make his way back to his house when Gillian spoke, "Cal I've been thinking about what you said this morning."

"About what?" he asked.

"about us living together," Gillian answered and looked at him, "I mean we just got engaged. Should we really, you know, live together already?"

"Well why not?" Cal responded, "I can guarantee you that Emily would love it. You've always been more of a mother figure to her than Zoe has."

"Oh Cal, I'm sure that's not true," said Gillian.

"Oh really? Who gave her the sex talk? Who helped when she, you know, got her woman issue? Who's the one that gives her dating advice? And who helped her get through the divorce when Zoe and I split?" questioned Cal.

Gillian sighed. Cal was right. She had always been there for Emily. But considering the fact that she was now engaged to her father shouldn't it be the opposite? Shouldn't Emily resent her since she'd be the one keeping her parents apart? I mean that was the stereotypical relationship between step- mother and step- daughter right? "I guess you're right," she said, "I guess that would involve moving things out of my place and into your place then."

"We'll talk over dinner love," said Cal as the pulled into the driveway. They both knew Emily was home by the fact that her Taurus was in the driveway as well. The couple entered Cal's house to find Emily at the table doing her homework.

"Hey Dad, hey Gill!" she greeted happily.

"Hey sweetheart," Cal said and kissed her on the cheek, "You have a lot of homework?"

"Just this calculus homework I don't get," she huffed in frustration.

"Well maybe I can help you; I was pretty good at math. I was thinking about majoring in it," said Gillian.

Call looked at her, "How did you end up going from a math major to a psych major?" he asked in surprise.

"I didn't know anything else I was really good at. Once I got to Duke and started taking my gen eds, I took intro psych for my social science and fell in love with it so I switched after my first semester of freshman year," said Gillian.

"You're good at a lot of things love. I'm sure there were other things you could've done," said Cal.

"Yeah well I didn't like anything else enough to do it as a career. I also thought pre medicine but I can't stand the sight of bodily fluids," Gillian chuckled.

"Well I'm glad you switched to psych because if you hadn't then we wouldn't have met," said Cal as he leaned in for a kiss which Gillian accepted.

"Okay seriously, I'm not good at math so I need help," interrupted Emily playfully throwing a couch cushion at the pair.

Cal and Gillian pulled apart smirking at the teenager, "Well Emily, do you think you have time for going out to dinner? Gill and I have something we'd like to talk to you about," said Cal.

"Of course! Anything that'll keep me from doing calculus!" said Emily happily.

"A little too eager there aren't we?" joked Cal as he grabbed his car keys and followed Gillian and Emily out the door, "What do you girls think about pizza for dinner?"

"And ice cream?" asked Gillian innocently. Cal rolled his eyes. His fiancée was a little kid in an adult body he swore sometimes.

"And ice cream," he agreed.

"Sounds good to me!" said Emily, "Can I drive?"

"Emily…"

"Dad!"

"Fine," he said giving her the keys to his car, "But I ride in the front seat with you."

"No I think you should ride in the back with Gill," she smirked, "Just don't do the classic teenage thing of…"

"Can we not go there?" asked Gillian interrupting her future step-daughter. Emily just smiled. When they arrived at the pizza place, they all ordered a large pepperoni pizza and a 2 liter bottle of Coke to share.

"Now what did you guys want to talk to me about?" asked Emily as she ate her pizza.

Cal and Gillian smiled at each other, "We don't know when yet, but I'm moving into your father's house soon," said Gillian.

"Really?" asked Emily.

"Is that a problem love?" asked Cal apprehensively.

"No of course not!" squealed Emily happily, "It would be awesome if Gill moved in with you! I mean I know I'm with Mom half the time and I know I'll be at college soon but who cares!"

Gillian laughed, "Well I'm glad you're happy Em."

"When are you moving in?"

"I guess this weekend or the next," said Gillian and Cal nodded.

"Awesome!" said Emily. After the group ordered their ice cream: Cal his usual vanilla, Emily chocolate chip cookie dough, and Gillian the biggest chocolate brownie sundae on the menu, they all headed home only this time Cal drove.

"Well Em, let's see what we can do about this math homework shall we?" asked Gillian sitting at the table with Emily.

"Okay," said Emily sitting next to her.

Cal headed upstairs to leave the girls to their work. He saw how well Gillian was with Emily and started thinking about how great of a Mom she would be if they could have children of their own. If only…

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