A/N: ENJOY!

He stared at her, pushing the barrel of the gun harder on his temple. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't just end it now!" He yelled madly.

"Cal!"

"ONE REASON!" He yelled at her.

"Cal... don't kill yourself... don't end it... not like this..." She whispered, wiping the tears from her wet face.

"OH... should I shoot my leg? Then the other? Then my arm? You know... to make it more painful and slow?" He asked, bringing the gun to his leg. "Leave or I will." He stared at her, a hard look in his beautiful eyes. He breathed heavily as she looked at him sadly. She shook her head and finally looked around the house. There were broken bear bottles all around. Everything semed to be knocked off of the tables and counters. He was sitting in the small chair, a lamp on right beside him. There was only a little light coming in from the windows since it was very stormy weather, big black coulds in the sky. She looked back at him. He was looking at her, his face red with anger.

"Cal..." She whispered. She watched as he dug the barrel deeper into his leg. He laid his finger on the trigger. "seriously!" She begged him, "Don't do th-"

"AH!" Cal yelled out in pain as he shot his leg.

"CAL!" She screamed running up to him.

"Stay away..." He managed to whispered, brining the gun to his other leg.

She stepped back and started crying again. She fell to the floor and ignored Ben's calling from outside.

"She's fine!" Cal moaned, annoyed by Ben's screaming.

"I am coming in there Cal!" Ben yelled.

"Not unless you want me to put a bullet through my head!" Cal yelled back.

"Damn Cal!" Ben yelled, pacing outside. "Who got shot?" He asked.

"Shut up Ben!" Cal yelled, holding onto his throbbing leg.

Gillian stared at it, the tears seeming to subside. She looked at his red finger that were hiding the gunshot wound. Theyw ere red with blood leaking through the cracks. "Please Cal... let's just stop. I don't want you to end it."

"You never gave me a reason!" He yelled at her, refusing to calm down and stop.

"You want your damn reason?" She yelled back, getting off of the ground.

"Yes!" He yelled at her.

"I love you Cal!" She yelled at him. "I am IN love with you Cal! I fell in love with you seven years ago when those beautiful hazel eyes looked at me and became softer. I fell in love when you first touched me. When you shook my hand. I only WISH you could know how I felt when you did that! It was a simple shake, but that simple shake added to all the love I have for you. Love is a strong word but this is the PERFECT time to use it, because I love you Cal Lightman."

He stared at her, knowing that she wasn't done.

"Do you know how I felt when you asked me to come work for you? Ecstatic... I thought that that day was the end... that we would never talk again... that we would go our seperate ways. Do you know how I felt when I walked into the office and you were just filled with happiness and pride? How I felt when I saw how happy you really were with your own businees? I knew that this was the beginning of a new life... a WONDERFUL new life... with you in it. Do you know how I felt when you were in the coma? I felt like I wasn't going to be able to continue. That I would never be the same without you. Do you know how I felt when you woke up from the coma?" She began crying again, but these were tears of happiness. "My gosh Cal! i couldn't believe my luck! I couldn't believe that you were actually alive after all of that! Do... you know how I felt... when you kissed me? When you asked me to give it a try? When you told me to forget the bloody line?" She let out a small laugh. "Cal... that moment... it just felt so right! Your lips on mine..."

A small smile seemed to find his face and he watched her as she remembered it.

"Your hands on my waist! My arms around your neck! Being with you... being THAT close to you... it just felt so perfectly right." She whispered. "Do you know how I WILL feel if you kill yourself?" She yelled, crying again. "There... is your reason... If you kill yourself... I will be forced to end my life as well." Just then a loud rumble of thunder echoed through the house and the power went out.

"Gillian get out of there!" Ben yelled ruining the moment.

"NO!" She yelled.

"Neither of you can see what is going on! You need to get out right now! You cannot be in there in the dark!" He yelled.

She stood there, but he soon ran in, grabbed her and ran out.

Cal watched as she tried to get away. He sat there silently for a minute in the dark. He looked at the gun and slowly brought it to his head. "I love you too Gillian..." He whispered cocking the gun.

"Ben! I was SO close!" She yelled, slapping him once he set her down.

"It's too dangerous!" He yelled grabbing her hand before she could run back inside. She kicked his knee and he fell to the ground.

She ran inside the house and attacked Cal with a hug, ignoring the gun that was now pressed to her neck. She could feel it slowly fall to the ground and his big strong arms wrap around her waist, pulling her closely. He buried his face in her hair and took a deep breath. She wrapped her arms around his neck and cried happily.

Ben ran in and stopped, watching them. He walked up and grabbed the gun from the ground. he unloaded it, putting the bullets in his pocket. "Sorry, but we need to get Cal to a hospital." He whispered.

.:.

Emily sat on the couch in Gillian's house, biting her nails nervously. Gabe was pacing front of her, running his hands through his hair.

"Do you think he's okay?" Emily asked him, pulling her legs up to her stomach.

"Of course he is... I mean... he wouldn't do anything stupid right?" Gab easked her, sitting next to her on the couch. He put an arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer to him.

"Of course not... He wouldn't..." She told herself.

"It going to be fine... I promise." He said, kissing her head.

.:.

Gillian watched as Cal got into the cop car and they drove to the hospital. She looked at the ground and brushed her hair from her face. She kicked a rock and bit her lip. She felt and arm on her shoulder and looked at Ben who was standing next to her, taking a deep breath. "I'm sorry I slapped you..." She whispered.

"No, it's okay... you needed to get to him. You know... he would have killed himself if you hadn't made it back in there. We had a guy watching from the window and he had brought the gun back to his head and was about to pull the trigger before you attacked him." He chuckled, "Which was very dangerous because he could have accidentally shot you... he wasn't expecting you to do that."

"Could he hear?" Gillian asked Ben.

"Who?"

"The guy watching from the window?"

"Yeah... why?"

"What would have his last words been?" All she could remember was him saying yes and give me a reason.

"Um..." Ben thought, "it was... as he brought the gun to his head he whispered 'I love you too Gillian.'" He whispered.

"Really?"

"Really." Ben said with a smile.

A/N: Wasn't that cute? So how do you think the next conversation between Cal and GIll will be? Leave reviews please! AND i might put a buncha chapter tomorrow and i might put up NONE because I am not feeling too good and i might jsut sit in my bed with the computer... or I might sleep... ^.^ so anything could happen