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Gillian walked into the F.B.I. building a little overwhelmed. Agent Combs came in after her and said, "You will need to check in. Go ahead and get your ID out." She did as she was told and soon she was in the elevator. They stopped off at the 5th floor, where Agent Combs directed her out. He led her to Dr. Simmons's office, turned and said, "Don't forget that Agent Brack will be taking you back. I will see you tomorrow morning at 7:30 am. Have a good day." He held out his hand.

She took it and said, "Thank you Agent Combs for your help. Just a little advice, you probably need to work on your bedside manners."

For the first time he smiled and said, "That's what my wife says. Dr. Foster." He bowed his head and then left.

Gillian went to the receptionist and said, "My name is Dr. Foster, I am here to see Dr. Simmons. Our appointment is at 2:00."

The receptionist checked her computer, nodded and said, "Yes, she will ready in a couple minutes. Please take a seat." Gillian nodded and did as she was told. A couple minutes later the receptionist got a call and then hung up. She turned to Gillian and said, "Dr. Simmons is ready, please go through that door."

When Gillian walked in, Dr. Simmons was sitting behind her desk typing on her computer. She was an older woman with silver hair and a gentle face. She looked up and smiled. She stood up and walked around her desk holding out her hand. "Dr. Foster, what a pleasure it is to meet you. I am a big fan of yours and Dr. Lightman's work." The women shook hands. "Please sit down." Gillian looked around and decided to sit on the chair facing the sofa. Dr. Simmons laughed, "Ever the psychologist, sitting in the seat across from the famous psychologist couch."

Gillian looked at her and stood up, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to—"

Dr. Simmons shook her hands and said, "No problems, you can sit anywhere you like. I personally like sitting on the couch. It is very comfortable for my old back."

Gillian smiled and sat back down, while the older woman sat on the couch. They sat in silence for a couple of minutes. Gillian scratched her hand and said, "Umm… I am a little new at this role reversal, Dr. Simmons. Do you need me to say something?"

She smiled and said, "Please call me Anne and you can talk about whatever you want." She waited a couple of seconds and then said, "Hmm, you can tell me about your life story. If you don't want to talk about what happened in London, then you don't have to."

Gillian was quiet for a couple of seconds. She quietly said, "I feel like I am getting lost. I feel like I am in a crowd desperate for air and no one is stopping to help." She hunched over and put her head in her hands.

Anne said, "Well who do you want to stop and help you?" Gillian lifted her head about to say something and then sighed and went back to her previous position. Anne pulled out a file and read over it. "If you don't mind, I read over your file before you came. It says here that you are recently divorced. Do you miss your husband?"

Gillian shook her head and said, "Hell no." She let out a small laugh. "No, I am not thinking of my ex-husband. What makes you think I am thinking of a man?"

Anne smiled, "I used to be like you, a scientist who had her heart protected by a reinforced steel wall. Then I meet a man and I lost control of everything I thought I knew. Day by day, week by week, my wall that I put up so carefully and that I thought was impenetrable was crumbling down. You are going to feel lost for a while until you let him find you. Which brings me to my original question, who do you want to find you?" She smiled and waited patiently.

Gillian looked up and said, "So by what you are saying, I never loved my ex-husband at all?" She looked shocked and then answered her own question, "I know, it doesn't matter and as Cal would say, I would be deflecting." She smiled inwardly to herself.

Anne said, "Is it Cal Lightman? The one you want to save you?"

Gillian seemed to drain all the color from her face. Then she slowly nodded. After a couple moments, she said, "Wow, you are very good. I have not said that out loud. I have been afraid to." Again she quietly laughed at her own expense.

Anne squinted her eyes and asked, "Why haven't you said it out loud?"

Gillian thought and then said, "Well I have been afraid as to what he would say, even though he said it first. I am afraid things might change between us. Like if it doesn't work out then I might end up disliking him like I do with Alec."

Anne checked her watch and said, "We are almost out of time, Gillian, but I am going to give you homework. I know this might be a little uncomfortable but you need to tell Cal how you feel. He has already found you, you just have to come out of hiding and be seen."

Gillian wiped a small tear from her eye, "Believe me Anne, it is a lot easier said than done." She got up from her chair and said, "But I will try." She was about to leave the office when she turned around and asked, "If you don't mind me asking, what happened with that guy you feel in love with?"

Anne went back to her desk and looked at a picture from there. "I told him how I felt, albeit a little tipsy, and eventually we got married. He died in one of the Trade Centers on 9/11. Truth be told that I miss him but we had 19 glorious years together." Gillian left the office with Anne lost in her own thoughts.

A tall man was waiting in the waiting area. The secretary had stepped out. He stood up once Gillian closed the door. Gillian went up to him and asked, "You are going to take me back to The Lightman Group?" He simply nodded. "Well let's hope your bedside manners are better than the last guy." She smiled and followed the man out.

Soon they were in an SUV going towards the office. Gillian was lost in her own thought. It wasn't until he took a wrong turn that she was revived out of her dream state. She looked at the agent and said, "My office is the other way. You need to take a u-turn at the next light."

The agent looked at Gillian through the mirror and said, "I have orders to bring you somewhere else." He squinted his eyes and softly said, "You will die, Gillian."


** Dramatic gasp of air** Not another cliffhanger! Yup, I am afraid so! Let me know what you think! Thanks!