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Takes off from the last chapter "Here Comes the Sun"

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She could hear people running up the stairs. She quickly got up and aimed the gun at the door. Okay, this is it Gillian. Here they come. Get ready… go!

--BANG—

The door flew open.

Cal came running in screaming, "Gillian, Gillian, it's us!" He saw the gun she was pointing at him. He froze and then he saw the blood all over her. He looked around and saw the body of Charles Knightly.

Gillian looked at Cal like it was a dream. She lowered her gun and whispered, "Cal… is that really you?"

He looked at her and whispered, "Yes, Luv, it is me."

She dropped the gun and ran to him. She hugged him tightly. Then she started to cry. "I thought I was going to die. They kept telling me that I was nothing and that I was worthless. They said that you would never find me. I knew they were wrong. I knew it." She looked up at him and placed her hands on his cheeks. "I thought I was never going to see you."

Cal was about to say something when Ben came through the door. "Gillian! We are glad we found you. Who is this guy?"

Gillian looked down at the man and said, "He was my captor. But I don't know how he died. I woke up a couple of minutes ago with blood all over me. I thought they were coming to hurt me so I took his gun. Did I hurt anyone?"

Ben grinned and said, "It figures Gillian is more worried about other people, even though she has been kidnapped, tortured and beaten. No one was hurt."

Cal smiled at Gillian and took her hand, "That's why we love her. Come on, Luv, we have to get you to the hospital."

Gillian started to resist, "No, Cal, I am fine. I don't need any medical attention. I just need a long bath and a change of clothes."

Ben spoke up before Cal, "Gillian, let them check you out. There could be something wrong. If you are good to go then they will let you go, okay?"

Gillian hesitated, "Will I be there by myself?" She looked vulnerable.

Cal took her hand and said, "No, you will not be alone. I will be there. I promise."

She stared at Cal and then nodded. She turned to Ben and said, "I suppose you need my statement?"

Ben shook his head, "It can wait. Right now you are on your way to St. Bartholomew's Hospital." He took her other hand and escorted her out of the room. She had to have help walking down the stairs. One of her ankles was swollen. Then she started to have a hard time breathing. Ben said, "I think the adrenaline is wearing off." By the time they got to the ambulance, they had to lay her on the stretcher. Cal kept his promise and went with her.

Ben walked back into the building and up the stairs. The agents had bagged the gun already for evidence. They were waiting for the medical examiner. Then something caught Ben's eye next to the body. It was gold paper folded up. Ben picked it up and read it. "Oh, man. Lightman will not like this." He then shouted over his shoulder, "I need an evidence bag."

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When they got to the hospital, Gillian was immediately taken to the emergency room. Cal was still holding her hand when the nurse came in. "Sir, I'm sorry, but only family members can be back here."

He was about to let go when Gillian whispered, "He is my husband." He smiled at her when the nurse left.

Then a couple of orderlies came in and told Cal that they are taking her up to get some x-rays. He bent down and whispered in her ear, "I have to let go now, but I will be here when you get back." She looked at him with those big blue eyes and nodded. They wheeled her up to get her x-rays.

When she was out of the room, Cal checked his phone; two missed phone calls and three text messages from Ben. All the text messages said "Call me ASAP." Cal stepped out into the waiting room and called Ben. "Hey, what's up? She is getting x-rays done. Why? Yeah, I am here. Listen, Ben, what is going… okay. I will see you in a couple of minutes. We are in the ER. Okay, bye." Cal hung up and walked back to the room.

He waited about ten minutes when Ben walked through the door. "Ben, what the hell is going on?"

Ben pulled out an evidence bag with the golden note. "I thought you should see this. It was left under the body."

On the front it said, "To Gillian, with Love". Cal opened it and read it;

"Dear Gillian,

You did not die, yet. But soon you will.

You got away once but the second time, you won't be so lucky.

You better watch where you go. We are always watching you.

No one can save you.

Sincerely,

To London, with Love"

Cal just looked down. "We can't show Gillian. Not after what she has just been through. Bloody hell!"

Ben started to shake his head, "Lightman, I don't think it is a good idea to lie to Gillian. She will eventually find out. Plus, she has to know. It's about her. How can she protect herself if she doesn't know that she is in danger? Nah, I am telling her."

Cal was still looking down, "I can protect her."

Ben grabbed his shoulder and said, "No you cannot. You can't be with her every moment of every single day. I know you hate these bastards, I do too. I will do everything in my power to catch them and to bring them to justice, which, for me, a bullet to the head would be satisfying enough."

Cal lifted his head and nodded, "Ben, let me tell her, okay?" Ben nodded. Both of them saw Gillian being wheeled back into the room.

Gillian looked up and drowsily said, "Hey Ben. Do you need my statement?"

He grabbed her hand and said, "Nope just came to see you and to see what the doctor says. How are you doing?"

Gillian smiled, "Just because I am starting to get loopy doesn't mean I cannot see you lying. What is going on?"

Cal was about to say something when the doctor came in. Ben looked relieved. "Well Mrs. Foster, you have been through hell. But you are as healthy as anyone of us here. There is some damage to your body. First and foremost, you have a couple of bruised ribs. There is, unfortunately nothing we can do about that. It's going to be hard to sleep for a couple of weeks. Next, is your ankle, which was just twisted. You will need to keep it elevated for a couple of days. Make sure you ice your ankle 20 to 30 minutes every three to four hours for two to three days, or until the pain is gone. After that, ice it once a day until you have no other symptoms. Now the bruises on your face, thank goodness there was no brain damage. However, I do want to keep you here for at least 24hours to make sure nothing happens."

Gillian just looked down and said, "Okay, but after 24 hours I am free to go?" The doctor lifted his finger and was about to say something, but he was interrupted by Gillian, "If nothing shows up on the scans. I got you. Will it be safe to travel in an airplane?"

The doctor looked at Gillian with a confused look and then said, "You have the okay by me, but we will see after your next MRI. Okay Gillian, the orderlies will take you up to a room that is comfortable. I am prescribing some pain medicine to relieve some pain and to help you sleep. Are you allergic to anything?"

Gillian looked up and said, "Yes, I am allergic to penicillin."

The doctor wrote down the information and said, "Okay, you will be moving to your room soon. It was nice to meet you Gillian." He held out his hand and they shook.

When he left, Cal let out some air he didn't know he was holding. "Gillian, you were really lucky." Ben nodded and then they all sat in a comfortable silence.

The orderlies soon came in to transport Gillian to her room. She turned to Ben and said, "I want to give my statement, Ben. Once I get on these drugs, I am going to feel loopy. Please, take my statement." Ben nodded and followed Gillian up to her room with Cal.

Once Gillian was comfortable in her bed the nurse came in. "Can you please wait to administer that? I have to give a formal statement." The nurse turned to Ben. He flashed his badge and she nodded and left. Gillian began right away. "Well, I guess it started last night. After Cal left, I was just walking around in the room. And then I heard a knock. It was Paul; he said that he forgot his key card while bringing in the food. So I let him in. Next thing I know, he is hitting me. He told me to write the note. At first I refused, but he said he would go after Cal." She looked at him quickly but turned away. "So I did it for him. He must have read my mind because next thing he is doing is drugging me so that I wouldn't run." She took a deep breath. "After that, everything seemed to be a big blur. I woke up in a familiar room. I tried to find a way to escape but everything was sealed off. Then Charles came in. He slapped me around a little bit and then he said something about watching me. I found out that they have been watching us in our room for a while now. Can you believe it?"

Cal nodded and said, "We found that out a couple of hours after you were taken. There was a live bug. The agent said he can see when they started recording us. I have a gut feeling it was from the beginning, especially with Paul working at the hotel and having access to our room."

Gillian shook her head slowly and went on with her story. "Well after Charles left, I was in the room by myself. Then an older lady came in. Her name is Mae Kingsley. She is the oldest member in the A.O. Club. She basically told me that I was worthless and that no one was coming for me. It's funny, I knew she was trying to break down my defenses but at that time the T.V. showed Cal saying something about me being stupid. I am not sure how it was worded, but I don't remember the T.V. being on after that. It was kind of strange."

Cal looked down in embarrassment. "I'm sorry about that, Luv. I said that when we were watching the security footage. At that moment you had let in Paul." He looked up to find Gillian's kind eye looking at him. Her eyes said that she was confused but her smile said that it was alright. He looked at her and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Gillian smiled and then looked back at Ben. "It's okay, Cal. Well I had realized what they were trying to do so I yelled that it wasn't going to work. Charles came in, started beating me and kicking me, telling me that I was worthless; but I could see through his lie. After he left, I passed out. Then I woke up to blood all over me. I turned on the lights and I saw Charles on the ground, dead. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know that you guys were outside. So, I figured if I broke a window, someone would smell the body and then they would come up and find me. Then I heard something going on downstairs. I thought it was them again, so I grabbed the gun and I aimed it for the door. I accidentally shot it, I was so nervous. And then you came through the door. And now we are here."

Ben wrinkled his brow. "Gillian, let me get this straight. You saw Charles dead when you woke up. And then you picked up the gun and fired it accidently?"

Gillian nodded, "Yeah, I picked up the gun because I thought they were coming after me again. Why what's going on?" Cal looked at Ben and then he understood.

Cal looked at Gillian and grabbed her hand. "You played into their hands, Luv. The gun has your fingerprints all over it and you have gun powder residue, not to mention blood, all over you. All this evidence will implicate you in the murder of Charles Knightly."

Gillian just stared at Cal and Ben in shock. "You know that I am innocent, right? I didn't kill him! Oh my goodness, I am so stupid! How could I have done such foolish thing? Can this be fixed?"

Ben held up his hands and said, "Let me talk to the Met and the agents. Nothing is for certain just yet. You worry about getting better, okay?"

Gillian started to cry, "I can't believe this is happening to me. They are torturing me beyond that damn room."

Cal patted her shoulder and said, "They will come to reason. Let Ben talk to them."

Ben nodded and said, "I will do everything that I can. I will be back soon." He turned and left the room. Gillian kept crying, while Cal kept patting her shoulder.

Cal couldn't help but think, I haven't even told her about the new note…


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