Loved it!

This is fantastic!

So fucking perfect!

You really should get paid for this. This was awesome! Genius! I have read all of your Lie to Me stories, and I am convinced that you literally planted yourself into Cal and Gillian's minds, staying there and studying them long enough to capture the essence of those characters in such a way that I am unable to separate the actually tv scenes/episodes from your stories. I could actually see this playing out on the set, convincing myself that this was an actual deleted scene, that, for some unknown reason, the editors decided not to include! You bring those characters to life in such a way that the reader can actually feel what they are feeling! I am fascinated! I hope you working on a complete season 4 series, to help us see the transformation of this couple's relationship following the death of Gillian's friend, and the QUESTION: Gillian, do you love her?...I mean really lover her."

Waiting for more,

THIS WAS PHENOMENAL! I am speechless!

another great story!

That was fatastic! I was so enthralled with the story I missed the last touchdown in the game I was watching. Great writing!

OMG! i LOVED this story. It made me feel every emotion possible, it was fantastic! amaaaazing! :D

Great story! Hope you'll write more soon. :)

I wish the episode had ended this way! Lovely story. I enjoyed it very much. Very in-character. ] Brilliant.

Loved it! I actually kinda wanted Foster to bitch slap Wallowski at the precint when she offered a coffee date...

This is really good! The only thing I didn't completely like was the fact that Emily was there, but I did like how you used her as a catalyst of sorts. The talk between them was really good. They have so much going on beneath the surface and you showed that wonderfully.

This is beautiful! Amazingly well done! You made my day! Thank you for sharing! :)

omg Perpetually omg! i saw guilt all over his face as soon as played the loyalty card to foster in the hallway too. n hurt on hers, as well.

killer lines:

"She knew, from the look in his eyes, that he'd broken some sort of sacred vow, crossed a line, and the guilt was eating him alive."

"Dad and Gillian. United. Loyal to a fault. She needed to know that foundation was going to stand amongst the rubble of everything else."

"Certainly she hadn't spent the past seven years, watching his back because Gillian was sure, she'd have met her before."

"She knew that she wouldn't keep fighting this, fighting him, fighting everything he dragged up between them if she didn't love him, in her way. If she didn't know he loved her in his own."

"Both of them were watching her, as though all of their very lives, hinged on what she said next."

"What, so, you'll unite to hide the truth from me but you won't do it to save this,"

"Emily had the loss of Gillian and he couldn't really blame her for wanting the truth. He'd do the same, if he had half a brain."

"I'm not going anywhere because maybe I'm stupid or pathetic, but I thought what we built here, meant something. I keep staying, getting stepped on no matter which way I go, because somehow, I keep thinking that it matters. And then you go off with Wallowski, you betray what we've built and then you talk to me about loyalty."

"It was the layers of their relationship that showed in that moment. Emily could remember going back over the years, seeing the words Gillian could get away with, because unlike her Mom, Gillian knew what she said, meant nothing compared to what she showed him with her eyes. She'd learnt to say whatever she liked, as long as the sparkle in her eye shone brightly enough to distract was something about Gillian she'd always loved. That subtle way she'd raise her chin when she was talking to her him, as if daring him. To see if he thought she was going to let him get away with whatever it was he was up to."

"I saw you."

"In the seven years they'd known each other, she'd never backed down. And she could see in that moment, it was what he was thanking her for, it was what he was so grateful for and it was the one thing, he didn't understand."

"You're everything else, Gill."

"You threatened our friendship on a bank account."

"love seemed too simple a word for her dad and Gill. It seemed too flat, too vague. That look was love, respect, hope and heavy guilt. There were guilts so old in their eyes, perhaps they couldn't barely even remember where they stemmed from, now. Because they had caused each other innumerable pain, over the years. But they still seemed to walk the same road and to Emily, that layed the foundation for the desire, the reverence and the undeniable devotion in her father's smile.

Devotion, that was the word. Because love defined nothing but the connection that covered so many points of contact. Friends, family, lovers. Her dad and Gill had the potential to be all, or they could choose just one and still be strong together. It made them special, it made them unique. But it was the devotion, the way her father seemed to look at Gillian like the sun shined just so that the world could see her smile."

"it made her think of the talk she'd had with her Dad, about who he would lie for and if he'd lie for her. Somehow she felt that maybe at some point, he'd had a similar conversation with Gillian and today, regardless of how much they were hurting, the fact that she'd done that, for him, was what was holding them together."

"Nothing was perfect, nor was everything forgiven. But the truth was clearer and to them, that mattered more than perfection."

so, as u can see here, pretty much the whole thing took my breath away. im currently downloading 3x04 n this lovely fic of urs has sure made the unbearable wait i lil less unbearable, so, thanks a lot for that! :)

This was great! Really captured the characters & their emotions!