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"What are you going to do?" She asked Jack, absolutely terrified now.

"Well, it's this little plan I call Get a Fake Doctor and Have Him Beat Cal Up While We Make His Daughter Watch. Lovely isn't it?" He asked sitting back on the couch. "Now Tye." He says into a walkie talkie.

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"Yes sir." Dr. Burns says back.

Cal looks at him with a face of terror.

"This is going to hurt me more then it will hurt you…" Tye said with a laugh, "Ha! I am totally kidding this is gonna suck for you but I will be having the time of my life." He said walking up to Cal.

"Please don't…" Cal whispered. He tried to protect his chest with his arms but he was still screaming out in pain when Tye punched where Cal was trying so hard to protect. "Ah!" He yelled.

Tye ran to the door and peeked out, "It's okay… he is having his seizure thing… Dr. Tolleth said we need to let it run its course." He said to the worried doctors outside of the room.

"Oh ok." The doctors mumbled, walking away.

"Phew." He said with a smile, walking over to Cal.

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"Okay… so it's final that he had her." Foster asked Ben.

"No… it isn't final. We know there is a 95% possibility because there are unknown fingerprints on her sheets… the same unknown ones that were all over Cal, but we are going to assume he has her, just in case." Ben said flipping through the file.

"Tomorrow Ben." She told him.

"What tomorrow?" He asked her.

"I am going to tell him. He has a right to know." She whispered.

"He does but the stress won't be good for him." Ben warned her.

"Well I don't care." She said. "He has got to know." She insisted. "Keep me posted, I am going home."

"Good night, Gillian. He is perfectly safe at the hospital, stop worrying." He said to her, putting the papers from the files away.

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"So basically, I have about 5 hours with you. And your screams won't make anyone even stop. Because they think you are having your crazy dreams. I don't know how we got so lucky but, hey, I'm not complaining." He said with a smile. He walked over to Cal who was now curled up in the best ball he could make, "Wow… that is weak," He said with a laugh, "You can't even form a little ball. Well… consequences." Tye said punching him in the face then in the gut again.

"Please…" Cal begged in agony. He watched Tye walk away and let out a deep breath.

"Oh? You think you are getting lucky don't you?"He asked with a low laugh. He walked back to Cal and laughed again as Cal flinched even though he hadn't done anything. He chuckled and threw a fist into Cal's gut.

"Why?" He yelled at Tye.

"Oh come on. You somehow managed to get out so we somehow had to find a way to hurt you more, you know including taking Emily away." He said with a laugh.

"What?" He asked, totally confused, "Y-you took Emily?" He asked.

"Um, yes, nobody told you?" Tye asked, he was actually surprised.

"What the hell are you talking about?" He asked, trying to sit up but just fell back in pain.

"Wow… I thought you would know by now…" He whispered. "Oh well, I guess I can tell you. You see, when you made it to the hospital we knew that we wouldn't be able to take you, but it would become much easier for us to take Emily. I do not know if you heard or not but Jack escaped from jail, and he took Emily. So he has her somewhere… I don't know that information." Tye said with a big fat smile.

Cal was now panting and he reached for the phone on his desk.

"Oh no you don't!" Tye said grabbing the phone. He unplugged it from the wall and set it back down.

"Why can't you just kill me?" He yelled madly.

"Oh we will… don't worry, we just aren't going to kill her. We are going to make her suffer and kill you. We knew that we could only kill one because if we killed you both you would be together." Tye said with an evil smile.

Cal took a deep breath and glared at Tye, "If you hurt her…"

"What are you going to do? Yell at me? You are in no position to get up and hit me." Tye said with a laugh. He walked up and took one more swing at Cal's gut.

"Aw…" He moaned, holding his chest and stomach.

"Later." Tye said, walking out of the room.

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"Nobody told him I was missing?" Emily asked.

"Apparently not…" Jack said walking over to her. "You can have a good night's sleep tonight, tomorrow is when the good stuff happens." He said with a big smile. "Good night!" He sang, walking out of the room.

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"Why didn't you tell me?" Cal yelled at Foster as he tried to get comfortable in his wheel chair.

"Stop squirming Cal, you are going to hurt yourself." She said to him, giggling.

He finally stopped and massaged the pain away from his leg, "Why didn't you tell me Foster?" He yelled at her.

"Why don't we start from where we were last night?" She said with a small smile.

"What are you talking about?" He asked becoming confused. Wow… why am I always confused? It's like I have no idea what is going on. He asked himself.

"You don't remember last night?" She asked him.

"I remember Tye beating me up and telling me that Emily was taken." He whispered.

"And that is all you remember?" She asked anxiously.

"Yes that is all I remember now stop stalling, why didn't you tell me?" He yelled.

"Cal… I was going to tell you about Emily. Ben wouldn't let me; he said that the stress wouldn't be good and that there was and is nothing you can do. So I decided I would tell you today, but I guess someone told you last night?" She asked.

"Tye told me. When he was beating me. Even in the hospital I am not safe." He said sadly.

"Cal… this is supposed to be therapy, all we are doing is worrying you more." She whispered.

Cal rubbed his eyes and looked at her, "What do you want me to say?" He asked.

"Just tell me something that you like. Something that makes you happy." She said with a small smile.

"Wow… you really want me to think about that right now?" He asked her. "You know what makes me happy? Whiskey… want to get me some of that?" He asked.

"Cal…"

"Seriously… I will be much happier with some whiskey in my system." He said with a smile, "I have had whiskey in what? 4 months? That's too long, Gillian…" He said with a weak smile.

"Fine…" She mumbled. She rolled back in her chair and went into one of her drawers.

"Wait? You have a drawer with whiskey?" He asked, chuckling.

"I know you too well, Cal Lightman." She said with a smile. She poured him a glass and handed it to him.

He drank it in on gulp, "Ahh…" He said as he set the cup down. He looked at Gillian and took a deep breath. "Gosh Damnit!" He yelled, throwing his cup at the wall, causing it to break into hundreds of tiny pieces.

"Cal!" Gillian screamed at him. "What do you think you are doing?"

Cal clenched his jaws and breathed heavily. "I am going to find her." He spit out.

"Cal… you need to calm down." She was shaking her head and took a deep breath. "Ok we will try this again tomorrow. We need to get you back up on your feet again. Let's go see your physical therapist." She stood up and walked behind the wheel chair.

"Oh I got it…" He said spinning the wheels, rolling out. He saw Kelly standing in the hallway, "Hey baby!" He said with a weak smile. She was surprised to see him.

Gillian walked up next her, "He doesn't remember anything from last night." She whispered into her ear.

"Oh." She said with a nod. "How are you feeling Cal?" She asked him walking up to his side.

"Ok I guess… I just found out about Emily…" He whispered.

"Emily?" She asked.

"You didn't know either?" He asked her.

"No, nobody told me…" She whispered walking next to him.

"Well, I guess I can't hold it against you then…" He said with a bright smile.

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"So I heard Lightman is out of the hospital?" Loker asked

"Yep… he is having therapy lesson with Dr. Foster. Apparently there was a man at the hospital who was working for Jack. He beat up Dr. Lightman even more than he was." Torres said worriedly.

"I am sure that he is fine…" Loker said madly, "You know… I still don't see why you are all worried about him… I mean… who cares?" He asked her.

"Well let me think Foster, Emily, Reynolds, Zoe, me…and I am sure that bunches of other people do as well." She said to him walking away madly.

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"Ok… I want you to stretch your leg out." The physical therapist, Amy, said.

"I can barely move my leg though." He complained.

"Hey, hey, I told you no complaining." Amy said with a smile. "You can't pick it up at all?" She asked him.

"No, I can't!" He snapped at her.

"Hey, you need to calm down." She grabbed his foot and started to lift it.

"Ow!" He yelled at her, "That hurts!" He said madly.

"You need to do it slowly. I am going to slowly pick up your foot, which will stretch your leg. Yes, it is going hurt. Let me know when it becomes too much. Ok?" She said to him.

"Yeah… whatever." He whispered.

"Cal, you need to listen to Amy, she is trying to help you." Foster said, finally speaking.

"Wow… what do you think I am doing?" He asked her.

"Cal, please, just let me know when it hurts too much for you." Amy said.

"Ok, go ahead." He said taking a deep breath.

Amy began to lift his foot, picking his leg up. He grimaced in pain as she lifted his foot higher. "Should I stop?" Amy asked.

"No, no, keep going." He insisted, holding onto the arms of his chair, biting his lip in pain.

"If you are sure…" She asked him.

"Of course I am sure." He spat out quickly.

"Alright…" She said with a sigh. She began lifting it more and he jumped in pain as his foot was raised. "Ok we need to stop. Don't try to be brave Dr. Lightman." She said to him, continuing to raise his foot.

"Ok, ok, ok, stop it, stop." He said quickly.

Foster began to giggle as he grimaced in pain, "This is very interesting." She said with a big smile.

"Shut up Foster." He said with a fake smile.

She raised her eyebrows and giggled.

"Ok, now I am going to keep it here on this chair. Let me know when the pain starts to go away." She laid his foot on the chair.

"What is the point of this?" He asked annoyed.

"I want to stretch your leg since it has been stiff and still for almost 4 months now. It needs to be stretched out before you can start walking on it, so let me know." Amy said with a smile.

"What do we do while we are waiting?" He asked her anxiously.

"We are going to stretch your arm. I want you to bend and unbend your arm." She said to him, pulling up her chair and sitting next to him. She held his fore arm and pulled it towards his shoulder.

"Owww." He complained, putting his arm back down.

"Okay… that is going to be the line where you can go to. Now I want you to continuously bend it to that line. Once it becomes easy I want you to bend it a little bit further." She said to him. "I am going to go talk to Dr. Foster; I want you to continue doing that." She said with a smile, walking outside with Gillian.

"So what's up? What do you think?" She asked Amy concerned.

"He is looking good. He seems to be determined to get his leg and arm back into shape so he can walk. Is there anything that would push him?" She asked him.

"Well, his daughter has been kidnapped… and I think he wants to find her but he can't if he cannot walk." Gillian whispered sadly.

"Oh, well ok, I will try my best to get him ready to find her. Tell him that he can't work too fast though, it won't be good for him." She said to Gillian.

Gillian nodded and walked back into the room, "Hey." She said with a smile sitting down next to him.

"I am going to find Emily." He said, quickly moving his arm up and down.

"Cal… you need to slow down." She laid her hand on his arm and rubbed it.

"I will not slow down! I am going to find Emily if it is the last thing that I do." Cal said madly.

"Cal… you are going to hurt yourself, or cramp up, and then it will take you longer to heal. You seriously need to slow down." She said to him.

"Slow down? How could I possibly slow down when I know that my daughter has been kidnapped." He asked her madly.

"Cal, please." She said laying her hand on his arm again, stopping it.

"I will not stop until I find her. Does that not make sense?" He asked her madly, continuing to stretch.

A/N: Sounds pretty determined to me! What did you think? HUH? leave reviews please!