A/N: Woo this took a while... this is the new and improved one... ENJOY! I hope you enjoy it... i will make a longer one tomorrow... maybe SUPER DUPER long ^.^ LEave reviews please!

Gillian shook her head sadly, "Cal, we have this under control..." She whispered, she stared at his unforgiving face. She could tell he was mad... she could tell he was about to go off.

"Oh you do? Then why don't I just give up? Why don't I just lay around lazely and pretend like I don't care?" He yelled sarcastically, "Oh yeah! Because you people will never find her!" He yelled impatiently.

"Cal!" Gillian yelled sadly, she hated to see him like this. He was in pain. He wanted to find Emily and they didn't have any leads yet. She really wanted to wrap him in a hug and tell him it was going to be okay. She wanted to tell him that she loved him and that no matter what happened... she was there for him.

"I'm done!" He yelled rolling himself out of the room. He kicked the door with his good leg and sighed.

Gillian brought herself back to reality to notice that he was gone. She stood up and followed him out. "Cal... Why are you freaking out?" She asked him, stepping in front of him.

"Freaking out? I am pissed at Jack and I want to find my daughter... I don't see how that is freaking out!" He yelled, trying to manuever around her.

She laid her hands on the arms of his chair and put her face close to his, "Cal." She whispered firmly.

"What?" He breathed.

"You have got to calm down. What are you planning to do? Where are you planning to go?" She asked him. Maybe he had some brilliant idea. Maybe she could help him. Maybe they could find Emily... together.

"I am going to find Emily." He said, pushing her away and rolling out of the big building.

"Cal," She said with a sigh. She turned around and tried to chase him. She stopped when she saw him in the parking lot, sitting in the chair and holding his face. She stood behind him and sighed. She shook her ahnd and walked up to him. She slowly laid her hand on his shoulder. He flinched under her finger and she whispered, "Shh..."

He brought his face up and looked at her. His face was red and he was biting his lip, "What if we never find her?" He asked tears welling in his eyes. Don't cry you idiot! Don't show this weakness.

"We are." She said absolutely sure of herself.

He blinked a couple of times and stared at her. He bit his lip and then threw himself at her. Her mouth fell open in surprise but she hugged him back, laying her head on his strong and safe chest, "Thanks Foster..." He mumbled, lightly kissing the top of her head.

She held him for a couple more seconds then pulled away, "How about we go get some lunch?" She asked lightly setting her hand on his chest.

He bit his lip and thought and then replied. "Sounds good." He then rolled himself to the car.

.:.

"I am so sorry..." Kelly mumbled, walking into the lab and seeing Loker, "Why didn't you stop me if you knew?"

"Because I hate Lightman..." He said to her with a smile.

"Why?" She asked, she still loved him. She was still with him!

"Because he treats me like a peice of shit!" He said madly, throwing files away.

"Hm." She said, thinking.

"A penny for your thoughts..." He mumbled.

"I happen to love Cal..."

"Yet your are making out with me on the side?" He asked with a laugh... although he was hurting on the inside. She was using him...

"Well... i hadn't talked to him in 3 months... its hard to stay faithful in that kind of situation." She convined him.

"Whatever..." He mumbled, walking out of the room.

.:.

Cal reluctantly got out of the car.

"It's for your own good. And mine." Foster whispered, pushing him inside.

"I want to do it with you..." He muttered, knowing that he was fighting a fight that she had already won.

"Well, I would enjoy doing with you as well, but this is what you need, and what kind of doctor would I be if I didn't give you what you need?" She asked with a smile.

"Hello, Cal I'm ve-"

"Dr. Lightman." He said firmly.

"Okay, Dr. Lightman, I am very pleased to meet you." The new psychiatrist said with a big smile. She stuck out her.

Cal stared at it then look at Gillian with a grimace.

"Um, shall we get started?" She asked, trying her best to keep the smile.

"No..." He mumbled under his breath.

She cleared her throat and nodded to Gillian. Foster smiled and patted Cal's shoulder. "Have fun." She whispered with a smile. She then walked out leaving Cal with this stranger. "My name is Kayla Steiner. You may call me Kayla or Dr. Steiner. Whichever you are more comfortable with." She said, taking the fake smile off her face.

Cal just stared at her and waited for her to say something else. "Right." She mumbled. "Who was that woman that was just here?" She asked as a conversation started.

"You know. You are just trying to get me to talk." He mumbled, continuing to stare at her.

She sighed and stared right back. "So it was that bad?" She asked. "Do you want to talk about it?" She asked him.

"Yes and no." He said bringing his gaze to the window and watched as Foster walked outside and drove away.

"Of course not." She said under her breath. She threw the smile back on once it became obvious that he heard. "So this man... Jack?" He nodded. "He took you and...?"

"Why the hell would I tell you? I don't even know you! I am not going to share my personal problems with some stranger." He spat out madly.

"I am here for you. I am just someone to talk to." She said to him, moving to the chair next to his.

"Well," He started. She perked up, hoping he might talk, "I don't need someone to talk to. I don't want to talk." He said absolutely satisfied with the look of dissapointment on her face.

"Well you need to talk if you want to get out of here."

"Well I don't want to be a patient." He said to her.

"Well too bad!" She spat back.

"Yeah... for you!" He said with an annoyed smile.

"What?" She asked him.

"You are the one who has to sit with me for an hour every day and get no progress at all." He said to her, feeling as though he had won.

"So... if you are here then I guess you don't care about your daughter." She said to him.

Cal took a deep breath and went off. "Who the hell do you think you are? I am being held against my will! They won't let me look for my daughter!" He screamed. "I love her and I am going to find her as soon as I get out of this hell hole!" He yelled at her. "Don't you dare say that I don't care about her!" He leaned back in his wheelchair now, since it was becoming painful to yell. "I love her..." He told himself. "This isn't my fault. I want to look for her... they just won't let me... right?" He asked himself... and Kayla.

"That's absolutely right. Cal, Dr. Lightman, they want what is best for you." She whispered, laying her hand on his arm.

"Why does everybody say that?" He asked her, feeling like he shouldn't be alive at the moment.

She smiled at herself, knowing that she had finally gotten to him. "Because it's true. They are doing what they can to find Emily, and it isn't going to help Emily is you are in pain. Or if you can barely get up in the morning." She said to him, rubbing his arm.

He brought his hand to his mouth and nodded. "I guess so..."

"Do you want to talk it about it?" She asked him hopefully.

"No... no right now." He whispered. The truth was: He did want to talk about it. He had so much he wanted to get off his chest. And most improtantly, for some reason... he really wanted to kiss Kayla right now. He had just met her, but the way her bangs fell into her eyes and the way she smiled when she could detect a victory and the way she laid her hand on his arm... It just felt so... so right.

.:.

"Lift it a little higher, Cal... do you need me to raise it myself or can yu do it?" Amy asked.

"I can pull it up about 4 inches... no higher, by myself at least." He mumbled, biting his lip in pain.

"Okay... let it down." She said holding it, and helping him lower it.

"Alright..." He whispered... letting his leg fall. He held onto the arm of his chair as it lowered. He stared at the roof until it hit the ground. He looked at the arms of his chair. The padding was almost torn off. He quietly laughed at himself.

"Cal!" Ben screamed running into the room.

"What?" He yelled, annoyed.

"We know where she is! We have a location and we are going right now!" He said excitedly, grabbing Cal's chair and rolling him out.

"Where?" He yelled at him, unsure if he should trust him... well why wouldn't he?

.:.

"She was right here!" Cal screamed in anger, staring at the bloody spot in the carpet, "This is HER blood." He was standing up, leaning on the wall. He had thrown his wheel chair in anger, breaking it.

Ben stared at Cal until he saw a small blue paper in the corner of his eye. He walked over and picked it up. It read.

Aww... missed us just be a few seconds...

Better Luck Next Time

Emily Misses You, Cal

So Do I

"You might want to see this." He whispered, giving him the paper. Cal slowly slipped down and Ben caught him before he could hit the ground. Ben slowly lowered him to the ground and let him sit there for a moment.

Cal stared at the note in madness. He wanted to hurt somebody. He want to do SOMETHING that would at least make him feel better. He watched Foster run into the room and he could see her radiant smile disapear when she saw no Emily. "Cal..." She said to him, running to his side. She laid on hand on his shoulder, the other on his leg. He gave him a hug but the time he just sat there, completely still... staring at the note.

A/N: BAM! The new and improved one and tonights episode was AMAZING... i am so excited for two weeks... I bet its Gillian...