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By the time the airplane touched down in Washington D.C., Cal was in a deep sleep and Gillian was just finishing up her book. The lights came on and Cal woke up very suddenly. He drowsily said, "Whats happenin'? Where are we? Is this a dream?"
Gillian laughed and said, "No, Cal, we are home in Washington D.C.. Come on and get up. We still have to get our luggage and find taxi's." She looked at the clock on the wall. "My goodness, it cannot be 10 am. It feels like it is time to go to bed. Oh well, let's go Cal." She pushed him on his shoulders.
Cal got up slowly and walked out into the aisle. "You don't have to push me, woman."
Gillian rolled her eyes, "You don't have to be so grouchy. I am not the one who stayed up very late, drinking. Ow…" Gillian's ankle gave away and she had to sit down.
Cal turned and kneeled down. "Are you okay? Here let me call someone to bring a wheel chair for you." Before she could protest, a stewardess came up rolling a wheelchair. She stared at Gillian, but Gillian didn't pay any attention to it. Cal put his hand around her waist and said, "Let me help you." With combined efforts, she was being safely rolled out of the plane.
She covered her eyes and asked, "Why am I always the gimpy one?" She looked at Cal, who looked amused, and said, "You don't have to answer it. It was a rhetorical question. Let's just hurry so that I can go home. I don't want anyone to see me like this."
Cal grinned, "Why, Luv, so that you can dance naked again?" The stranger, who was right next to them, looked at Gillian and then walked a little faster. Cal's smile got even brighter. "They are staring at you because of your beauty. Except for that guy, now he just wants to see you naked."
Gillian just hid her head even more but she didn't say anything. Soon they were at the baggage claim to pick up their luggage. Then Cal wheeled Gillian outside to hail a cab. That is when she held up her hand and said, "Cal, if you don't mind, I would like to go home by myself. Please, I just want to be by myself for the rest of the day, okay?"
Cal thought for a moment and said, "All right, I will let you go home by yourself, but don't be surprised if you see me at your door this evening with Emily pulling me by my arm." Gillian was about to protest, Cal stopped her. "I can't help if my daughter wants to see you. She likes you a lot. Plus, she is stubborn, just like her old man, yeah?"
Gillian nodded and said, "Okay, but can you guys come after 7 pm? I just want to look… presentable."
Cal held her cheek and said, "You are beautiful." A taxi pulled up and Cal let go. "We will be happy to see you at 7." Gillian got in and the taxi drove away.
Cal pulled out his cell phone and called Emily. "Hey, darling, how are you doing? I am fine, I am fine. I am back in town, so get ready because I am going to pick you up, yeah? Alright, Luv, I will see you at the house then? I love you, too. Bye." He hung up the phone, he hailed for a taxi and he went straight home.
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Cal was asleep on his sofa when he heard the front door slam. Again, he bolted up, semi-unconscious asking, "Who is that? What do you want?"
Emily soon came into view with guilt over her face. "I'm sorry, dad. I thought you were upstairs asleep. Umm… you have a little drool right there." She point to the corner of her mouth. He mimicked her and wiped the drool away. "Better, so how was…"
Cal smirked at his daughter and said, "Very clever, but you know I can't tell you where we were. We were undercover and there is still an investigation going on."
Emily sat down and said, "'We', who is 'we'? Did Gillian go with you?" Cal nodded. "Good, I am glad. Someone has to keep you in line on these 'undercover' missions."
Cal threw a pillow at her and said, "'Has to keep me in line' eh?"He thought for a moment and then said, "Yeah, she kept me in line. The million dollar question is who kept you in line when I was away?"
Emily threw the pillow back and said, "No one, I can keep my own self in line, thank you. Where is Gillian?"
Cal looked down and said, "She is at her house. She needed her rest."
Emily started to look concern, "Why? Did something happen to her? Dad, why didn't you say something before? What happened with Gillian?"
Cal thought and chose his words carefully, "She got hurt during the case. She was kidnapped," he noticed the horrified look on his daughters face and went on. "But she is safely back with us. She has a couple broken ribs, a sprained ankle and some bad bruises on her face."
Emily got up and walked to where her dad was. She sat down and put an arm around her dad. "Where were you when all of this went down?"
Cal looked deeply ashamed, "That is none of your concern. All you should be thinking about is that Gillian is safe again."
Emily asked, "Dad, why isn't Gillian here? She should be here instead of at her place, alone."
Cal patted his daughter on the head and said, "I know, she should be here, but she wanted to go home by herself. I did tell her that we would be stopping by later. And that's what we are going to do, yeah?"
Emily nodded and said, "Yes, but she should be here with us."
Cal got up and said, "Maybe you should convince her. Make it sound all girly, like you guys are having a sleepover."
Emily looked confused, "Why should I have to convince her. She listens to you."
Cal nodded and said, "Yes, we both listen to each other, however, we have been spending too much time together and I think she might have tuned me off. So, if you could, talk to her about staying over here, okay?"
Emily still looked confused, but decided not to press the issue. She nodded. Cal smiled and went upstairs to clean up. Emily grabbed two travel bags and put some of her clothes in one and some of his clothes in the other. She made sure that she grabbed all of the necessary toiletries. She grabbed her dad's car keys, unlocked the trunk and stowed the bags in there. She whispered to herself, "If she can't stay with us, then we will stay with her."
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By the time 7:00 rolled around, Gillian was ready for Cal and Emily to show up. When she got home earlier, she took a shower, then a 5 hour nap. After waking up, she unpacked her suitcase, put on some presentable clothes and then put on some make-up over her bruises. She checked herself in the mirror and whispered, "The last thing I need is for a 17 year old girl worrying about me." At that precise time the doorbell rang. Gillian walked up and opened the door.
Emily came rushing in and bear-hugged Gillian. "Gillian, I am so happy that you are safe." Gillian pushed the teenager back and held on to her ribs.
Cal came in and grabbed Emily on the shoulder. "She has a couple of broken ribs, Luv. Be careful."
Emily looked real guilty and said, "I am so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I was just excited to see you," she took a deep breath, "to see you alive."
Gillian looked up and said, "It's okay, see I am all better. What did you bring for dinner?"
Cal grinned and said, "Your favorite, Luv, Mario's."
Gillian smacked her lips together and said, "Yum! I hope you got the toast, not the breadsticks, right?" Cal nodded. "Good, and you got the cannoli's?" Cal nodded and Gillian punched her fist through the air. "Yes! Well what are you waiting for, a standing ovation? Let's sit down and eat."
After all of the food was devoured, Emily cleaned up while Cal helped Gillian to the sofa in the living room. Cal turned on the T.V. and Gillian channel surfed until she found a movie she quite loved.
Cal made an ugly face and said, "Bloody hell, Foster. Dirty bloody Dancing? Do you want to torture me out of here?" He looked at the screen and yelled, "Boo!! Run away chap. It's not bloody worth it!"
Gillian gave Cal a death stare and said very quietly, "Cal, this is my favorite movie. Now you are more than welcome to leave. I am not making you stay here or to torture you. And please don't yell at the T.V. screen. You look quite insane." Cal had to fight off from rolling his eyes. Gillian asked, "Plus, how do you know this movie is Dirty Dancing? By the way you were acting, you have already seen it."
Cal was about to answer her question when Emily came in and sat down on the love seat. She squealed with delight, "Oh, Gillian, this is my favorite movie of all time; this and Top Gun!" She looked at her dad and said, "Dad, what are you still doing here, I thought you hated this movie with a passion. You said that you would never watch this movie even if all of England was depending on it." Gillian was watching Cal, trying to hold in her laughter.
Cal pointed to Emily, looked at Gillian and said, "She is the reason why I have seen this dreadful movie. When she was 13, this is the only movie that she watched. It was horrible." Cal took a deep breath. "But, we are here for you, so I will gladly take one for the team."
Gillian could not hold in her laughter anymore. "Thank you for your gallant efforts. Believe me, this will not go unnoticed." So everyone sat back into their seats and watched the movie.
When it was over, Emily was asleep on the love seat and Cal was spread across the sofa with his head on Gillian's lap. Gillian looked down and smiled. She got up and brought in some blankets from her hall closet. She put one over Emily and kissed her on the cheek. Then she put a blanket over Cal and kissed him on the cheek. She whispered to him, "Thank you for everything." She hobbled up the stairs, got into bed and went to sleep.
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