A/N: Haha... FINALLY you can get some deets on Kelly. Umm sorry i dont go into Emily very much in the chapter... i hope you LIIKE! Gillian shows her jealous side! Oh FUN! I want to thank all my reader that have stayed through all the way to here! I hope that you are enjoying! Please review!

"We have to tell Cal!" Gillian insisted.

"We can't!" Ben said. "He can't even walk… he doesn't even remember anything!" He insisted.

"Well I am not going to lie to him." Foster said walking to the room.

"Oh no you don't!" Ben said grabbing her and pulling her back. "I am not going to fight with you Gillian." He whispered into her ear.

"When does therapy start?" She asked with a smile.

Ben sighed and shook his head, "Tomorrow. They are letting him out in 30 hours. They need to keep and eye on him and then he will have to come back at least 3 times a week…" Ben said.

"Alright… Tomorrow then." She said with a smile.

"What's going on?" Kelly asked, walking into the waiting room.

"Hm, she left his side." Gillian mumbled madly.

"Shut it bitch or I will shut it for you!" She said to Foster with a fake smile.

Foster gasped in surprise. She glared at her then turned and walked away.

"Good choice…" Kelly mumbled, turning to Ben, "What is going on?"

"Nothing that concerns you." He said, following Foster. "I don't like her either." He whispered to Gillian once he caught up with her.

.:.

"Let me go! I have a therapist and a physical therapist… I don't see why you still need me here." Cal yelled at one of the doctors.

"Sir, please calm down, 1 more hour. It takes a total of 30 hours for us to be sure if you are okay." The doctor said, checking on machines and giving Cal some medicine.

"What the hell is this?" He asked, looking at the pills.

"Pain medication." The doctor said, becoming annoyed.

"Nice." Cal said, throwing the pills into his mouth.

"I will be back in 30 minutes… Then we can get you ready to go. Your girlfriend has gone to get you some clothes." The doctor said leaving.

Cal was soon asleep, dreaming about Emily and Foster. Gillian smiled as she walked in and saw him sound asleep. She sat down next to him and laid her hand on his arm. She sighed and watched his peaceful body rise and fall. "Stop!" He yelled. "No!" He yelled again. "Ah! Please!" He screamed.

Foster nervously looked around and the patted his arm, "Calm down, Cal!" She whispered quickly.

"Stop! What did I do wrong?" He yelled.

Gillian felt bad for him, she had no idea what he was dreaming about, but she was desperately trying to wake him up. She didn't want to see him scared like that. "Cal!" She yelled shaking his arm. She didn't want to shake his body, because she knew it would cause him pain.

"Who's there?" He asked the air.

"It's Gillian." She whispered, clutching his arm now. She looked down at it and could see the scars that she had made 3 months ago. There were streaks running down his arm where she had clawed to get away from him.

"No… He… He will kill me!" He yelled again.

And now was when it hit her. He was remembering. He was remembering when she joined him in the warehouse. When she told him they needed to escape but he told her Jack would kill him. Gillian ran to a doctor who was passing by. The hospital was very empty since it was 2:00AM. "He is remembering!" Gillian yelled at the doctor, pulling them into the room.

"What? How is that possible?" The doctor asked, looking at Cal, looking into his eyes and examining the machines.

"I don't know but he is talking about when he was taken because I was with him at that time!" She said excitedly.

"I didn't know…" Cal whined.

"What is he talking about?" The doctor asked.

"He didn't know that Jack's family died while he was in prison." Foster said, remembering so well. "Next he will point out his ribs…" She whispered.

"My… ribs…" He whispered as if on cue.

"Whoa." The doctor said, totally surprised.

"Then I look at the wound and tell him that I can't take care of it. And he says 'Wha?', while he tried to look at it then he fell back in pain." Foster whispered, she could see it happening, she could remember it too well.

Cal was now throwing his head around; he looked as if he were in pain. He was now panting and it was obvious that he was sweating.

"Sir! Calm down!" The doctor yelled strapping Cal down to the bed.

"Is that really necessary?" Gillian asked worriedly.

"Yes! He is absolutely out of control! This isn't a memory anymore…" The doctor whispered watching as Cal shook and struggled to get away from the bed.

"What the hell is going on?" A doctor yelled, running into the room.

"We don't know, Dr. Tolleth!" The young, nervous looking doctor cried.

"Calm down, well it isn't a seizure… but I don't know what else could possibly be happening." Dr. Tolleth whispered.

"He is hurting himself!" Gillian yelled at the doctor. Cal was throwing himself around and yelling in pain as his wounds hit the bed and straps. Gillian looked away. She was terrified and didn't like watching him hurt himself. "Do something!" She yelled at the doctors, "Stop him!"

"What are we supposed to do?" The nervous doctor asked.

Cal was now shaking as if he were cold. He wasn't shaking around but he had a terrified look on his face and his eyes were now open. He was panting, which was causing pain, which made him whimper more.

"Oh gosh, Cal." Gillian said walking to his side. He was calm now but was almost in tears. "What happened?" She asked him.

"It hurt so much…" He whispered to her.

She wiped the tears from his face. They were tears of pain and fear. She had never seen him cry before.

Stop crying you idiot! He yelled at himself. Be a man!

"Cal…" She whispered. "I am right here… don't worry." She laid her hand on his cheek and looked him in the eye. He looked at her and blinked a couple times.

Cal lay one of his hands on Gillian's neck, "How could I?" He asked her.

"Talk to him about something unimportant." A doctor said.

"So who is this Kelly girl?" Foster asked, changing the subject.

"My girlfriend…" He whispered, he rubbed her neck with his thumb and sighed.

"How long have you two been together?" She asked him, keeping the conversation light.

"6 months… well I guess 9 months now." He said with a weak smile.

"Wow… and you didn't tell anybody?" Foster asked him. She didn't want to get mad at him, not now. She was talking to him like he was little kid and the little boy had a pet frog but didn't tell anyone. She was acting like it was no big deal… just a pet frog.

"No…" He whispered as if he felt bad for having the pet frog and not telling anyone.

"Why not?" She asked, moving her thumb around on his cheek.

"Because… I know that somebody would argue with me and I wanted to make sure that the love was real and I could never find the right time and she always wanted me to go out for dinner with her, but Emily was always at my house it seemed, but I love her Gillian." He said, his eyes widened. He knew that he would have to stop the rambling at one time or another.

Just a frog Gillian… just a pet frog… She told herself. "Oh… " She whispered, taking her hand from his face.

His eyes ran over her face as he studied her, "Cal, don't." She whispered, turning away.

"You're jealous." He said to her quietly, he immediately regretted it afterwards but he still waited for her reaction.

"No I'm not…" She lied.

Cal turned away and looked on the other side of the bed. He groaned in pain as he moved his body. He stared out the open door and watched the doctors walk by.

"Cal…" Gillian said as she stood up. "You know what Cal?"

"Huh?" He asked, still looking away.

She walked over to the other side of the bed and crouched down again. She got about 1 inch from his face. She laid her hand on his arm. "I am jealous…" She whispered, so that only he could hear. She didn't think the doctors were paying attention anymore anyway.

"Why the hell are you in here? And why are you so close to him?" Kelly walked in with a furious attitude.

Gillian looked at Cal and clenched her jaws. She shook her head in disappointment and then whispered, "What do you see in her again?"

He gave her a look and she stood up and left. She looked at Kelly as she walked out.

"Bye." Kelly said coldly. Gillian stopped at the door and turned around and watched Kelly walk up to Cal. Kelly turned around and saw Gillian standing in the doorway. "I love you baby." She said to Cal.

"I love you too." He whispered.

Kelly then leaned in and kissed Cal. Cal kissed back, laying his hand on her neck, pulling her closer. Gillian left just as they began to make out. Kelly pulled away after hearing Gillian's footsteps getting quieter and quieter. "What did I miss while Gillian was in here?" She asked, hesitating over Foster's name.

"Nothing important." For some reason he didn't want to tell her about the seizure thing he had. He wanted to call it an attack but then he would sound crazy. He felt like something was inside of him, pulling at his bones and nerves and veins. It was horribly painful and he prayed it wouldn't happen again, but he didn't remember a little bit about Jack and being taken.

"Oh. Well I am going to sit right here and sleep… it's late." She told him, walking to a chair.

.:.

"What do you know?" Foster asked Reynolds, walking down the halls in the office.

"Nothing… all we know is that Jack has escaped from jail and that Emily is missing. I am praying that they don't have a connection." Reynolds whispered nervously.

A/N: UH OH! That cannot be good! What did you think of Kelly? Foster? Cal? What did you think about Cal's little seizure thing? Hmmmm? Leave reviews please! please! please!