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Ben smiled as he walked into the hospital room. Cal was lying on the bed, barely conscious.
Gillian ran to his side and held his hand, "Cal, I was worried sick about you." She said, burying her face in his side.
He mumbled something that she couldn't understand.
"Shhh..." She said, standing up. "How is he?" She asked a doctor.
The doctor bit his lip and looked at Cal, "Well... i don't know what the hell he was thinking... drinking and smoking. We are lucky that his lung was punctured. If it hadn't been then he could have died. All that nicotine in his system could have killed him." The doctor said, examining a machine and then writing something down.
"How long should he be here?" Ben asked.
"Uh, not too long... We just need him to wake up so we can check up on him. Do some X-Rays..." The doctor said. He looked around and then walked out.
Gillian sighed and took a seat. She shook her head and whispered, "What was he thinking?"
"Alright, yeah, I will tell him." Ben said, closing his cell phone and putting it in his pocket.
Gillian looked at him with curious eyes.
"Loker, Torres, and Heidi just recieved something from Jack. It was a tape for Cal. They opened it and watched it and apparently it's from the day that you, Heidi, and Cal were in the front hallway, talking and then Kelly came in and he broke up with her or whatever. It's on tape. Jack has been taping us the whole time." Ben said shaking his head in dissapointment.
Gillian's mouth had fallen open and she blinked several times. "What?" She didn't believe it. "How do we know it's from Jack?"
"His name is on it." Ben said, looking at the ground.
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Emily watched them talk quietly in Cal's hospital room. She could see her father, lying in bed, struggling with his breathing. She took a deep breath and sighed.
"calm down... he'll be fine." Jack said to her, sitting on the a couch that he was pulling in. "Ahhh..." He said relaxing. "So how long until they find this locationa nd we have to move?" He asked her.
She shook her head and shrugged.
"Well you're no fun..." He said, kicking her in the thigh.
"AH" she said, letting out a gasp of pain. She held in the tears and bit her lip.
"Go ahead... cry..." He taunted. He raised his eyebrows and smiled.
She looked at him with a look of disgust. She shook her head and looked at the ground.
"C'mon... cry!" He said with big smile, kicking her again. She doubled over in pain and let out a small yelp. "That's better... but you need to cry... ya know? Like tears and stuff?" He asked.
She shook her head and took a deep breath. She leaned over and tried to protect herself. She was absolutely terrified but she didn't want to show it. She just barely picked up her head to look at Jack. She let it fall again when Jack spit on her. She shook her head, trying to get it off. She could hear his laugh behind her. She squeezed her eyes shut and held her breathe. He stared at her and leaned back in the couch. He opened his mouth, about to say something, but nothing came out. He wasn't sure what it was but he was feeling something. Sadness? Nervousness? Scaredness? He had no clue but he didn't like it. It was worrying him. He had never felt off before. He always felt cocky and ready. He always knew what he was doing, he always knew what he wanted to do. Right now... he felt... guilty. That was it. Guilty. But why? He loved this stuff... he loved putting people in pain, he LOVED it! What was wrong with him?
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Gillian smiled as Cal's eyes began to flutter, "He's waking up..." She whispered to Ben who was looking out the window. He turned to see Cal slowly turning his head.
He made a weak smile when he saw Gillian. She smiled and took his hand. She turned to Ben and nodded. He walked out of the room to find a doctor. "Uh, Cal just woke up." He told Dr. Tolleth.
"Ok, we will give him about 10 minutes to get used to hs surroundings, then we can do the X-Rays." Dr. Tolleth said with a smile, walking down the hallway to a different room.
Be smiled and walked back to Cal's room. "About 10 minutes." He whispered, looking around the room for cameras. "Foster, can I talk to you?"
"Uh, sure." She said standing up. She began to walk away when she felt the tug of Cal's hand. She turned to see his eyes full of sadness.
"Don't go..." He whispered, pulling her back with all his strength, which wasn't much.
"Uh..." She muttered, not expecting this. She walked over to him and whispered into his ear, "I will just be a minute." She squeezed his hand and patted his leg. He squeezed back and then let go, letting his hand fall to his side. She smiled and walked out to the hallway, "What?" She asked Ben impatiently.
"We could be being recorded right now and we are not hiding that we know." He said to her, nervoulsy playing with his hands.
Gillian shrugged, not sure what he wanted from her.
"Just... don't tell Cal and don't make it obvious that we know... it might be too late, but we need to try to pretend we don't know." He said, walking back into the room.
Gillian frowned and leaned against the wall. She sighed and peaked into the room. Cal was laying in the bed, talking to Ben. She would tell it was causing him pain. She could tell by the look in his eyes, the way he stumbled over his words, the way he took a long deep breath after every couple of words. She shook her head and walked in. She stopped at Cal's side and grabbed his hand again. She smiled when he tightly held her hand, as if it was the only real thing right now. "The doctors are coming." She said to him, sitting on the edge of the bed. She laid her hand on his leg and lightly rubbed it. He looked up at her and took a deep breath. "I hope that nothing like this happens again." She said to him, worriedly.
He nodded and whispered, "Neither do I..."
"Alright, Dr. Lightman. Let's do this!" Dr. Tolleth said, clapping his hands together.
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Torres rushed in behind Loker, "Where is he?" She asked Ben.
"He is having some X-Rays done. Are you sure the video wasn't somehow made up?" Ben asked putting his hands on his hips.
"Positive. Heidi remembers it happening and I am sure Dr. Foster would too." Torres said, breathing heavily. Gillian nodded and looked at Ben.
"Right. Well Cal needs someone to stay with... He can't stay with me because I am taking a hotel room for now. Insects have taken over my house..." He muttered.
"Well I live in a tiny apartment... He would never be able to move around with a wheelchair." Torres said shaking her head. They both looked at Loker and he shook his head.
"Oh hell no." He said, "That is like the worst possible idea." He mumbled, looking to Foster.
She sighed and nodded, "You guys are going to have to take turns coming over and helping me out. You know how stubborn her can be."
Torres and Ben nodded and Loker said, "You don't want my help..." He then turned and walked back to the waiting room.
Gillian shook her head and walked into Cal's hospital room.
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"You are looking good. You just need to be more careful." Dr. Tolleth said to Cal.
"Can I go home now?" He asked hopefully.
"Well... you cannot stay home alone." He said to him, looking at Gillian.
"Yes, he will be staying with me. I am the only one with enough room. You can stay in the guest room." She said to Cal with a smile.
"I am going to go interveiw Zoe... I will talk to you guys later." Reynolds said, walking out of the hospital.
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"Well how did you meet Jack?" He asked Zoe, pacing in the box.
"I knew that he had Cal... and I thought that once Cal healed he might come back to me. I then got a note from Jack telling me he wanted revenge and that if we killed Emily, Cal would come back to me. I don't know how he knew, but he did," She whispered, ashamed. "He left another ntoe telling me to go out to dinner or something and leave the doors unlocked, he said he would handle it from there. When I got back she was gone. I called the police and pretended that I didn;t knwo what happened." She whispered.
"What kind of shape was Emily in?" Ben asked anxiously.
"She only had bruises. I was surprised... she wasn't that bad. She didn't see me of course. She had a blindfold and I didn't talk. I gave up the scarf and went home." She said, staring at the ground.
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"My mom is in on this?" Emily asked madly.
"Yep." Jack said with a huge smile.
"Why did I ever do to her?"" She yelled.
"Wow... shutup. She wanted your dad back and I wanted revenge. All she had to dow as set you up so I could take you. She did and I did. She was looking for love and I was looking for revenge. It went downhill for her but so far for me its working pretty damn good." Jack said with a chuckle. "She thought that if you died, then your dad would go back to her and grieve with her or whatever. I thought I would let her think that and let her help me." Jack said with a smile, "Brilliant right?" He asked.
Emily shook her head and looked at the ground, "I don't get it." She whispered.
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"No... we are not watching that..." Cal said leaning back into the cushions of the couch.
"Oh come on! Momma Mia is a great movie." Gillian said with a big smile.
He shook his head and smiled.
"Fine then... you pick. What movie do you want?" She asked him.
"Well I dont know..." He said shrugging.
"Hmm... interesting." She said with a giggle.
"Fine. You pick." He said.
She dug through the case and found one, "Perfect..." She whispered, popping it into the DVD player. She smiled and walked over to the couch and took a seat next to Cal.
"What did you pick?" He asked her.
"It's a surprise." She said with a giggle.
"Well... I'm impatient so tell me." He said to her with a big smile.
"Well too bad... you will see soon." She said, grabbinf a blanket and wrapping it around her body.
"I am glad you care about my well-being." He said with a chuckle.
"Oh please, get your own blanket." She said with a laugh.
He frowned and looked around. He pulled one from the back of the couch and managed to whack her head with it before laying it over his lap. She giggled and lightly punched him. "Oh gosh no!" Cal said in horror, "You picked Momma Mia, didn't you?" He asked her.
"Yep." She said witha big smile.
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"I almost thing that they are having too good of a time." Jack said, "Maybe we should remind him that you've been taken?" He asked Emily.
"No please... let him be happy while he can be." She said sadly looking at the ground.
"Aww... your too cute. You just love your dad don't you?" He asked her.
She nodded and wished so much. She wished that her father was holding her in his arms right now. She wished she was with him.
"Well he has totally forgotten about you." Jack stated.
She let a single tear roll down her face.
"There it is." He said with a laugh.
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Gillian smiled as the movie ended. She looked at Cal who was soudnly asleep next to her. She hadn't been this close without them talking. She could see all the little scars on his face and legs and arms. She slowly traced the scars on his face with a single finger. She sighed as her finger went over every little cut on his face. She traced his lip and could feel the warmth of his body. She looked down at his arms and gasped. She remebered making those marks. She could remember vigourously clawing and tearing at his arms. He now had scars all over them. Scars that would never go away. She then brought her hand to her neck and could tell that she still had the bruise. "Your still beautiful." Cal whispered, causing Gillian to jump.
"I... I'm sorry." She whispered, noticing that she was laying on his side. That was why she felt warm. It was him. His heat was warming her. She didn't want to back away but she kenw that she had to. She backed away but he grabbed her arm and pulled her closer. "Uh," She said, falling onto his body from the hard tug he made. He took her face in his hands. She repositioned herself and looked him in the eye. She could feel his thumbs running up and down her neck.
"When are they going to go away?" He whispered.
She slid her hands up his chest and brought them to his arms, "These never will..." She whispered, tracing the scars again.
"Did you make those?" He asked her.
She silently nodded and kissed each scar. "I'm sorry." She whispered, looking down.
He grabbed her chin and pulled her head to look at hers. He slowly leaned in until their lips met. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer. Her hands went to his head and she ran her fingers through his thick brown hair. He grabbed her legs and wrapped them around his waist and she moaned as his tongue slipped into her mouth. Her hands wondered down to the bottom of his shirt. She slowly pulled it up and broke away form the kiss long enough to get it over his head. He went to her shirt and slipped it off as well. He looked down at her black lacey bra and she looked down at his chest. She gasped when she saw the long scar going across his abs. "I... I didn't see this before." She whispered, touching the scar. She then looked up and saw the round oval marks on his chest. They were red and looked painful.
"You weren't close enough." He said to her.
She stared at his chest in misbelief. "How did I miss all of this?" She asked him worriedly.
"I'm fine... I'm just... ugly." He said looking down, ashamed.
"No you are not." She said firmly. She kissed the scar and the red marks. She traced the ovals and whispered, "They saved your life... They are beautiful."
She tried not to but the memory came anyway.
"1...2...3... CLEAR!" The doctor yelled, zapping Cal's chest. She watched his body bolt up. The doctors did it three times before it worked.
He now had scars showing where this happened. "What about this one?" He asked, pointing out the one that Jack had given him.
She laid her head on his chest and took a deep breath, "It just shows that you lived through it and are still amazingly sexy and strong." She whispered with a laugh.
He let out a chuckle and ran his fingers through her hair, laying his head on hers. "Gillian?"
"Yeah?" She asked him, still tracing the marks on his chest with her index finger.
"Did I ever tell you that I love you?" He asked her, taking a deep breath.
"No..." She whispered sadly.
"Well I do..." He said, kissing her head.
"I love you too." She said, kissing his chest.
"Phew..." He said wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her up his body. His lips met her and they began to kiss again. It was a long passionate kiss and she crawled up his body and pushed his chest against his. He ran his hands up and down her legs. She slowly kissed kiss neck and continued to move down, kissing every inch of his body that she could get to. He moaned when she stroked his upper thigh. He could feel tingles running through his body every time she touched him. He pulled her body up towards his head again and began to feircly made out with her. He grabbed her ass and pulled her against his body. He pulled her closer and nibbled on her ear. She moaned as he ran his hands all over her body. He finally made his hands to her bra stap and began to unbuckle it.
"Cal..." She moaned. "No..." She told him firmly. She broke away from the kiss completely and looked him in the eyes. She was panting and sweating. She laid her hands on his bare chest and whispered. "This is too far..."
"But.." He begged.
"No." She said, sitting up and putting her shirt back on. He stared at her chest until it was covered up and he looked to the ground.
"Sorry..." He whispered.
"Let's get you upstairs..." She said, running her hands down his chest.
"No... I'll take the couch..." He whispered, bringing his legs up and laying down.
"Right." She whispered. She leaned down and kissed him on the lips lightly. He tried to kiss her more but she pulled away. She made a weak smile and walked upstairs. He sighed and let his head fall back on his pillow.
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"Good thing they didn't go too far." Jack said with a laugh. Emily had closed her eyes and looked at the ground. "Oh come on." He said. "You don;t want ot watch your dad having sex with his co-worker?"
"Just shut up!" SHe yelled madly.
"Whoa! Fiesty..." He said with a big smile.
She stared at the ground madly and tried to spit on him but missed, He let out a laugh and kicked ehr again.
A/N: SOOOO? What did ya think? this is a super dooper long chapter! Leave long reviews pretty please!