*God Loves You*

Cal's face turned to an angry red. "This is your fault." He said to her.

She began to back away, "What are you talking about?" She asked him.

"Don't walk away. This is your fault. It's your fault I am here and it's your fault that I'm going to die tonight!" He yelled at her… walking closer.

"How is this my fault?" She asked completely confused.

"You are the one who insisted I take the case 5 years ago. You said it would be good for me… that it would get me back on track!" He yelled at her.

"Cal… please stop." She was now against the back wall and he was getting closer.

"Stop what?" He asked bringing his hand to her neck and shoving her against the wall. "This is what I want. You didn't have to take several beatings like I did!" He yelled at her.

"Cal… STOP! You're drunk… you don't know what you're doing!" She yelled at him, desperately trying to tear his hands away from her neck. It was slowly getting harder for her to breathe.

"I know, I am drunk! But I sure as hell know what I am doing!" He yelled at her putting more force into choking her.

"Cal! I can't breathe!" She yelled digging her nails into his arms… cutting through the flesh.

"Yeah… that is kind of the point." He said to her. Pushing harder.

Foster tried to kick him but he was too close to her for her to get enough force. "What are you going to get out of killing me, Cal?" She screamed but the words could barely come out of her mouth.

Cal awoke and sat up, panting as he remembered when this happened. "What's wrong?" Rick asked walking up to Cal's bed.

"I was... trying to kill... Gillian."

"What are you talking about?"

"It's actually happened Rick... it was a memory and I know it!"

"When? Why?"

"I don't know, but it was so clear. I need to see Gillian." Cal looked down at his arms and stared at the scars where she had dug her nails into him. "This happened."

"How can you be so sure?"

"These scars." Cal said, holding up his arms, "Get Gillian."

"Alright, I'll be right back." Rick quickly jogged out into the waiting area and found Gillian, "He wants you."

"What?"

"He needs to talk to you. He just had a dream... where he tried to kill you, but he has scars to prove it. He wants to see you."

"Um - Alright." She quickly got up and followed Rick.

"I tried to kill you." Cal said once she was in the room.

"We don't have to talk about this now."

"I did... didn't I?"

She sighed and nodded, "Yes, but it wasn't-"

"Then I must really not like you."

"No. You didn't know Cal... you were drunk... and scared."

"Why would I try to kill you?"

"Because you thought it was my fault!"

"Excuse me." A doctor said awkwardly.

"What?" Rick asked.

"Um... we have medication for him and we want to see him twice a week... but he can go home now as long as he is with someone at all times. With a head injury anything could happen... the pills are need to be taken twice a day. Two in the morning and three at night to help you sleep and you can take some in the middle of the day in case of extreme headaches." The doctor handed several bottles to Rick and nodded.

Cal stared at him and then slipped out of the bed. He stood still for a moment, holding his head to calm the throbbing. "Okay... let's go."

.:.

Gillian looked through the dark night and buried her hands in the pockets of her coat. She walked up to the front door and knocked nervously, "Hey Gillian." Emily said with a smile, "He's... very frustrated right now."

Gillian smiled and walked through the open door.

"Are you sure this place is my house?" Cal yelled at Rick.

"Of course it is. Why would we take you somewhere else?"

"Why don't I recognize it at all?"

"Um... because of permanent memory loss!" Rick yelled becoming impatient.

Cal bit a lip and bruied his face in his hands and sighed. He rested his elbows on his knees and looked at the door.

"Sorry to interrupt-"

"Thank you." Rick said, leaving the room.

Gillian walked over to Cal and nodded to Emily. Once they were alone she whispered, "How are things going?"

He stared at the floor and shook his head, "I don't know anything..."

"That's not true."

"No I think it is. I have a question."

"Anything."

"Why do I feel safer when you're around, but I'm scared of you."

"When did you start opening up?" She asked with a small smile, "Well... I couldn't answer either of those... they're your feelings... right?" He nodded. "Why are you scared of me Cal?"

"Because... you... it's obvious that you are close to me, but I'm not close to you... I don't remember anything about you other than when I tried to kill you." She could see him nervously pull into himself. He put on a straight face and stared at her.

"You didn't try to kill me purposely. You were drunk..."

"Why was I hurting you?"

"Because you said it was my fault for getting you hurt because I encouraged you to take Jack's case... years ago."

"Did you?"

"Yes."

"Oh... I'm sorry."

"I was fine... no harm no foul." She smiled and crossed her legs.

"I'm confused."

"Ask anything."

"Were we together?"

She thought for a minute and then shook her head, "No."

"But you-"

"No."

He shut up, knowing that that was what she wanted him to do, "So..."

"You know what Cal?"

"What?"

"We were together."

"But you-"

"We were and I love you. I love you so much and Cal and it kills me to see you not know who the hell I am."

"I can't-"

"I know... you just don't know me, but I want to tell you that i do know you and that I am here for you and that I love you."

He stared at her and shook his head, "Why would you tell me that?"

"What?"

"You know that I don't feel the same way-"

"But you-"

"Did... and I don't anymore. I'm sorry, love, but I don't feel that way about you. I don't know you well enough and I am sure as hell not ready to be in a relationship with you. And I know that we were in one before... I just need you to stop."

"Cal I'm-"

"Don't apologize... I just can't do this... not right now." He ran a hand through his hair and peaked up at her.

"Listen Cal... I know this is hard, but you have to deal with it. I know that feelings are the hardest things to deal with, but you need to just do it. Get it over with."

"I think you should leave." He whispered.

"What?"

"You aren't helping me right now."

"Because you won't let me."

"You're getting impatient with me."

"Because you won't let me help you!"

"What do you think you can do to help me?"

"Just talk to me Cal!"

"I can't..."

"Why not?"

.:.

"That's great!" Gabe said to a happy Emily, "What names?"

"I was thinking Steven... but for the girl... I don't know..." Emily shrugged and smiled, "I - we - will figure it out."

Gabe smiled and wrapped her in a hug, "You are taking this so well."

"Yeah... well..." She laughed and kissed him, "I have a wall... you."

.:.

After 30 minutes of silence, Cal finally looked at Gillian. They had managed to get closer together and their legs were touching. He sighed and held her small head in his hands, "I did it."

"What?"

He bit his lip and leaned in, kissing her. She ran her hands up his back and into his hair. She fell towards him once he pulled away and he chuckled, "I figured it out."

"I can see that." She gave him a hug and smiled at him.

A/N: So basically i ALMOST made them get in a big fight and like... hate eachother but i decided against it lol

QUESTION!

Who is your favorite Lie to Me character? Character NOT actor.

My fave character is a tie between Cal and Emily.

*God Loves You*