"Look out!" shouted Cal as he carried a heavy suitcase filled with Gillian's clothes not already at his house.

"Cal, I am a big girl. I can carry things you know laughed Gillian as she followed him with only a couple of pillows.

"I know, but I don't want you getting hurt love. You've been complaining of dizziness and shortness of breath since before we got engaged," said Cal.

"I'll be fine Cal," said Gillian suppressing a yawn.

"You okay Gill?" asked Cal.

"Just tired. Long day," she answered.

"That makes two of us," said Cal, "But the good news is we only have a few more things. And they're all light."

Gillian smiled, "Actually I did a look around your car. And we have nothing left. You only have one more thing," she said standing at the doorway.

"What's that?" asked Cal.

"Bride, threshold," she said pointing in front of her.

"Love, isn't that supposed to be our wedding night?" Cal chuckled.

"Just think of it as practice," smirked Gillian.

"Alright, up you go," said Cal scooping her up and carrying her over to the couch. Gillian started kissing him, "Welcome home Gillian."

"Thank you Dr. Lightman," she answered.

"So what do you say we have a little welcome home celebration?" asked Cal mischievously.

"Babe, I know you want to, but I'm honestly too tired to think about anything other than sleep right now," Gillian answered honestly.

"It's only 8:30," said Cal.

"I know what time it is. Doesn't mean I'm any less tired," she answered, "Plus I don't feel good. I feel a little sick to my stomach."

"Okay then. We'll save the celebration for later," said Cal picking her up and carrying her upstairs.

"Cal, I'm tired but I'm not that tired," Gillian laughed.

"Gill, it's my job to worry about you," said Cal placing her on the bed.

"Well I'm glad you do," she said as she got up off the bed, "I think I'm going to take a bath before bed."

"You want company?" smirked Cal.

"Cal!"

"Hey, a man can dream can't he?" Cal asked innocently.

"I'm glad you do," Gillian said with a grin.

"Well I'll be downstairs if you need me love," he said.

"Okay," she called from the bathroom. Cal headed downstairs and turned on the evening news but his mind was far from it. What was possibly wrong with his fiancée? She almost never got sick. Sure she had asthma, but it hadn't bothered her in years as far as he knew. And now all of a sudden she felt tired and queasy all the time. She must be coming down with the flu or something. Being the behavioral expert he was, he started trying to figure out what could be causing her symptoms, unable to come to a reasonable conclusion. When he was tired himself, he made his way upstairs and entered his room. He found Gillian already fast asleep so he undressed himself and changed into his sleep pants as quietly as possible. He crawled into bed and kissed Gillian on the temple and she stirred.

"Go back to sleep," he whispered, "By the fact that you've been tired and nauseous, I think you might be coming down with something."

"I doubt it," she said fighting sleep, "I checked my temperature and it's normal."

"So something tells me that's not going to stop you from going to work tomorrow then?" he asked quietly.

Gillian smiled and laughed, "What do you think?"

Cal chuckled himself, "Goodnight love."

"Goodnight Cal," she said as snuggled close to him.

The next morning, Cal woke up to find an empty bed. He couldn't find his fiancée in the bathroom so he headed downstairs after getting dressed for work. She already had breakfast made, "Morning handsome," she said pecking him on the cheek.

"Morning love," he said. He still couldn't get over how beautiful she was in her turquoise patterned dress and heeled boots, "I take it you made breakfast."

"For you yes," she answered.

"Take it you still don't feel good," said Cal as he started to woof down the pancakes and bacon at the table.

Gillian grimaced, "Not really," she answered truthfully since she Cal would know easily if she was lying.

"Are you sure you don't want to stay home love?" he asked, "I'll check with your boss and see if it's okay."

Gillian couldn't help but smile at that, "No I'll be fine," she answered, "I might have something light before we leave."

Cal just nodded. Something light was better than nothing. After they both finished their breakfast, Cal cleared the dishes, "You ready to go?"

"Mm. Let me just hit the lady's room and then we'll go," said Gillian. Cal waited for her. How could he be so stupid? It must be Gill's time of the month.

Lightman Group…

"Loker? Do you have the files I asked for?" asked Cal.

"Yes Dr. Lightman," Loker said handing them to him, "Are you working on this case with Foster?"

"No Torres," he answered.

"Oh okay," said Loker.

"Just because I'm engaged to Foster doesn't mean I'm going to be one of those overprotective jealous fiancées," said Cal, "Besides Foster and Reynolds are already out working on a case."

Loker smiled, "So that's why?"

"Yeah," said Cal just as his cell phone rang, "Lightman. What happened? Okay, I'll be right there. What hospital was she taken to? George Washington University Hospital? Okay, stay with her Reynolds I'm on my way," said Cal and hung up the phone, "Loker it's your job to watch the place."

"What happened?" asked Loker.

"Gill passed out. She had to be taken to the hospital!" shouted Cal on his way out the door. Cal heard Loker say something else but he didn't care at this point. His mind was on getting to his fiancée, "Just hold on Gill," he said to himself as he headed towards the hospital.

Hope everyone is still enjoying the story! XOXO