A/N: Thank you for all the kind reviews! I havent gotten a bad one yet which makes me very happy! All of you who think this story is coming to an end... OH TRUST ME! It is NOT! a big twist is coming up! Flashback!

"Yes… actually… I was quite popular in high school!" Cal said to Gillian.

"Of course you were, Cal." She said with a laugh. "Now give me a beer." She giggled.

"Yeah, me too!" Loker called out reaching for one. Cal smacked his hand away.

"Are you old enough for one of these?" Cal joked.

"Uh, I don't know… is 25 old enough?" Loker asked.

"Of course not!" Cal joked throwing him one.

"This is really nice… How often do we just hang out in your office and just… hang out?" Torres asked Cal.

"Well… considering that we just busted a very important case, I find it very important that we do this." Cal said with a smile.

"I rather enjoy it…" Gillian said with a bright smile.

"Speaking of enjoyment, Emily just aced her finals." Cal said raising her eyebrows.

"Really? What grade is she in now?" Torres asked.

"Uh…" Cal laughed.

"You don't know how old she is?" Loker asked laughing.

"Of course I-" Cal's phone began to ring. "Excuse me." He smiled and left the room. A couple minutes he came back with a red face and the phone at his side.

"Is there a problem?" Gillian asked nervously. She tried to put a straight face on, which was hard considering the joke that Loker had just made.

"My brother…" Cal mumbled.

"Yes?" Loker pushed.

"My brother is dead…"

.:.

(2 months after the incident)

Gillian walked into the hospital with Emily. They walked to the room that Cal was occupying. "Well…" Gillian sighed walking in.

"Dad? I wanted to come and see you before I left. I don't know if you can hear me or not, but I am going to this summer camp that is a month long. I love you and I will see you when I get home. Don't wake up without me." She said with a smile. She gave him a hug and kissed his forehead.

"Why couldn't Zoe bring you again?" Gillian asked as they walked out.

"She said she didn't want to look at him… not like this." Emily shrugged and walked out. She was too happy for summer camp for anything to bring her down.

"Hmmm." Gillian thought. She smiled as she walked Emily out. She loved how Emily was so calm about this. Every night Gillian went home she would read through their past texts or listen to past phone calls. She needed to hear his voice again. And watching Emily get through it was a good was to get through it herself. As she walked out to the car she thought about what they could be together. Then she got on the topic of how she and Alec were.

"Gillian… I still love you." Alec begged her.

"No you don't. If you really loved me you wouldn't have been cheating on me. You wouldn't have lied to me. You would have tried to stay clean." She said to him, she could feel the tears coming.

"I… I did try to stay clean… you have never been hooked! You don't know what it's like!" He said to her.

"Oh so it's my fault now?" She asked with a distressed voice.

Alec sighed and paced. "Don't do this Gillian." He said walked up to her.

She looked into his eyes and prayed that he wouldn't do this. "Alec."

He laid his hands on her hips and pulled her towards him.

"Alec… no." She said to him. She felt his lips meet hers. She began to pull away but he pushed her against the wall. She felt herself kissing back. She folded her arms behind his neck and pulled herself closer. She heard the office door open. Out of the corner of her eye she watched some one walk in then walk right back out, shutting the door behind them. She shook her head, pulling herself away from him. "Don't do this to me Alec… leave… now… we are done." She pushed him away and slipped out of his grip.

"Gillian…" He said walking up to her again.

"You cheated on me!" She yelled at him. She opened the door and showed him out.

"This isn't over." He said to her.

"Yes Alec… it is." As he walked out Cal approached her.

"It didn't look like it was over." He smiled raised and dropped his eyebrows and laughed.

"Cal… that was you?"

"Yes."

She bit her lip and blushed. "Well… it was his fault." She said.

"Right…" He said sarcastically and walked away.

Gillian sighed and walked inside Cal's house with Emily. "Treat yourself to some food in the fridge, I don't know what's in there and most of it is probably spoiled but go ahead." Emily said laughing as she ran upstairs.

Gillian looked around. It was obvious that this house hadn't been lived in for a while. Emily had been staying with her mom and Gillian was bringing her by to pick up stuff for camp. She walked into the living room and picked up a heap of blankets on the ground. She began to fold them and neatly put them on the couch. She could feel herself becoming more sad after ever crease she made in the blanket. After that she straightened the newspapers and magazines that were on the coffee table. After the living room looked neat, she moved to the kitchen. There were dishes piling up in the sink. She walked to the dishwasher and opened it. She was surprised to see it empty. She began to fill it with the dishes from the sink. It was interesting to see the dishes because she could guess what he had for dinner or lunch. It was especially weird because this was all from two months ago. Spaghetti? Pancakes? Ravioli? Tacos? She laughed to herself finishing loading the dishwasher.

"Why are you doing the dishes?" Emily asked running down the stairs with her bag.

Gillian looked at her and put a lock of hair back behind her ear. "I just… thought it would be nice for him to come home to a clean house." She smiled and walked out with Emily.

"I am so excited!" Emily said as she got in the car. She buckled up and turned the radio on.

Every little thing she does is magic… everything she do just turns me on!

The radio sang. Emily immediately turned it off. They sat in an awkward silence until Foster spoke up, "Why is that song important to you and Cal?" She asked.

"He used to sing it to me." Emily whispered, she looked out the window.

"I told you that I was going out!" Cal yelled.

"Well you didn't say you were going to be drinking!" Zoe screamed back.

"I am NOT drunk." He yelled stepping closer.

"Don't come near me, Cal!" She yelled backing away.

"Are you scared of me?" He yelled at her taking a step closer.

"Don't take one more step…" She firmly said to him. He walked up to her to where he was practically touching her. She looked him in the eye and smacked him. "You get the couch." She ran upstairs and slammed her door.

"Gosh DAMNIT!" He yelled kicking the counter, putting a hole into it. "Shit…" He mumbled. He could hear the light, soft sound of Emily crying. He turned around and walked to her room. "Oh honey." He whispered picking up her light, seven-year-old body.

"Are you going to hurt mommy?" She cried.

"Of course not… mommy was just worried…" He said to her, laying her down in her bed.

"About what?" She asked him.

"About me getting hurt."

"Are you going to move away?"

"Of course not."

"Why?" She asked him quietly.

He pulled the sheets over her fragile body and tucked them in. He held her head in his hands and rubbed his thumbs around on her cheeks. She giggled and he began to sing, "Because Every little thing she does is magic…"

"He would sing it to me after he and mom had a fight. I would always get worried and he would sing that to me, to remind me that he loved her. I loved that song… until they separated…" Emily looked at her feet and took a deep breath. Gillian sighed and nodded.

"They are still there…" Emily whispered. "They are totally obvious."

"What are you talking about?" Gillian asked, completely confused.

"The bruises. The ones he made… the ones that were made 2 months ago when he tried to kill you. Are they ever going to go away?" Emily asked her.

Gillian looked at her and patted her leg. "Well, it looks like we are here. I will give you a call if anything happens…" She said to Emily waving her off.

"Thanks Gillian… bye… tell him I love him…" She yelled as she got out of the car, grabbed her bags and met up with some friends.

.:.

A doctor walked into Cal's room and did the usually check-ups. He changed the medicine in the IV and he checked the heart rate. He listened to his breathing and felt his ribs. "He is doing really good." He said to Gillian.

"Great… do you have a guess?" She asked him.

"About what?" He asked, rummaging through files and changing wires and checking other monitors.

"When he is going to wake up…" She mumbled.

"I can't guess that. There is no possible way to." He said to her. He then walked out and began talking with some other doctors.

Gillian walked up to Cal and looked at him. She looked at the cuts and bruises that were still on his face. She looked at the leg that was still in a cast. She looked at his stomach that was wrapped in some type of white cloth. She sighed and said, "Cal… I am not sure if you heard me earlier, but I love you, and when you wake up, which I know you will, I am going to marry you. We are going to live happily ever after and I am going to make sure that this never happens to you again, because I love you Cal Lightman. So does Emily." She kissed him on the cheek and then walked out. She began to cry as she heard doctors walk in. She didn't want to know why they were rushing in. She walked outside and wiped away her tears.

A/N: I hoped you enjoyed it! LEave comments letting me know! Next one is coming, its short though... D: Oh and thankyou to Franella for the brilliant idea she gave me! (Where Gillian says she wants him to marry her ^.^) Thanks Franella!