A/N: The beloved Cal Lightman is up now, how lovely. =)

Disclaimer: Not mine.

Cal looked up from his desk and smiled when he saw Foster, "Hey, what can I do for you?"

Gillian just smiled and sat down in a chair across from him, "Someone's in a good mood."

Cal looked at Gillian and shook his head, "You're going to rot your teeth with the things you eat."

Foster rolled the Jolly Rancher with her tongue and then grinned, "At least they lived a good life. Anyway, guess what I just did."

At this point Lightman had gone back to his computer, "What?"

Foster began to swing her one foot that was crossed over the other and smiled, giving the appearance of an excited child with a secret. "I played Truth with Loker."

Cal looked at her, "Why would you do that?"

Foster shrugged, "Apparently Torres played too." She stuck the Jolly Rancher in her cheek, "I think he might be making rounds hoping to finish the game he started."

Lightman shook his head, "That is just stupid."

Foster looked at him for a moment, "Whatever you say." She stood up from the chair and waved goodbye before leaving the office.

Cal sat at his desk and thought about the Truth game. He would never admit it, but he was actually excited for Loker to come and force Lightman to play. Lightman grinned to himself and began to work again, he just had to wait for Loker to come to him.

Two weeks passed and Lightman was disappointed when Loker had yet to ask him any questions. He walked through the building and searched for something to do in his free time. He did have a case, but he was letting Torres look over it first. While meandering through the halls he found just the person he was looking for, "Eh, Foster."

Foster stopped mid-step and pivoted to Cal's direction, "Yeah?"

She had the camera in her hands as well as a few files, "Have you talked to Loker?"

Foster nodded, "Yeah, he thinks you should help Torres because he believes she is going on the wrong path with Anderson being the thief."

Lightman shook his head, "Not about that."

Suddenly Gillian smiled and began to chuckle, Lightman's cheeks turned the slightest shade of pink and this just intensified Gillian's laughs. "You want to play Truth, don't you?"

Lightman shoved his hands into his pockets, "I think it'd be a good exercise, that's all."

Gillian shook her head, "Sure. And yes, I actually did talk to Loker about that. He said he doesn't want to play with you."

"What?" A small amount of anger and hurt flashed over Cal's features. "Why not?"

Gillian sighed, "He's a little afraid of you. Plus, after Jenkins he knows you're a good liar and he knows he can't read you." She came in a little closer, "I think he's a little afraid of being fired if he loses too."

"Well, that's just ridiculous." Lightman replied.

Foster shrugged, "I gotta go look over this video. You have fun with whatever it is you plan on doing." She laughed, shook her head and walked away.

Cal stood in the hallway, if Loker didn't want to play with Lightman, well Lightman might just force him. "Hey, Loker." He greeted as the younger man passed him in the hall. Lightman pasted large grin on his face and his features seemed benevolent enough.

"Yeah?" Loker asked uncertainly.

Lightman continued to smile and put a hand on Loker's shoulder, Loker just stared at the hand even more confused, "I hear you been bothering my employees with the truth, hmm?" Lightman stared at Loker in that I-know-what-you-did-I'm-just-looking-sympathetic-so-you-confess way.

Loker gulped, "I don't know what you mean."

"Oh, sure you do. You're still playing that game, aren't you?"

"I suppose I still I am," Loker replied hesitantly.

Lightman grinned, "Good, let's test your skills, shall we?" And with that he walked off to his office and Loker felt compelled to follow.

Lightman sat behind his desk and Loker was seated in a chair opposite him. Lightman stared at Loker expectantly and Loker looked around Lightman's office and tapping his fingers. Finally the silence got to Loker, as it had before, and he said, "Look this is weird."

"What is?"

"This," Loker motioned between the two of them. "We are two grown men and playing a game created by teenage girls. Don't you find that weird?"

Lightman shook his head sincerely, "No, I find what we are doing as a truth exercise. Testing your skills—just like you wanted the first day you brought this game to me." He flashed Loker a smile.

Loker groaned, "Fine. Umm…What is the name of your daughter?"

Lightman grinned, "Emily."

Loker watched Cal closely before nodding, "Okay, what is your favorite color?"

Lightman scrunched his face in thought and Loker noted his eyes went to the right and up. Visually Remembered Images, Loker thought. "I am going to have to say green," answered Lightman.

"Okay, how old were you when you rode your first bike."

Lightman groaned, "These questions are boring and I was seven."

"Do you have a tattoo?"

Lightman looked surprised, "No, do I look like the kind of man that would?"

A grin spread across Loker's goofy face, "Liar!"

Lightman also smiled, "Good catch. Alright, I have an anchor tattooed on my upper right arm."

"Why an anchor?"

Lightman shrugged, "I don't know, ask Foster. She'll probably tell you I have a strong sense of loyalty and the anchor represents my ties to my responsibilities." Loker raised an eyebrow, "Or something like that."

Loker laughed under his breath, "Okay. What about piercings?"

"I had a few back in the day. A few of the tribes I lived with gave me ceremonial piercings." Lightman reminisced. "Lovely people, they were."

"Why don't you publish a book about those studies and findings?" Loker asked earnestly.

Lightman shrugged, "Where would the fun be if people actually knew me?" He smiled, "Oh no, I like the rumors. They're more exciting."

Loker just smiled, "Okay, boss." He looked around the room and his eyes landed on a picture of Zoe. "Have you ever been unfaithful?"

Lightman shook his head, "You sound like my ex-wife. Despite everyone's beliefs, I was never unfaithful."

Loker nodded, "What made you want to get into the lying business?"

Lightman shrugged, "I've always enjoyed reading people. My mum and I use to sit in parking lots and just people watch sometimes." Lightman smiled softly at the memory.

Loker bit his lip and tapped the armrest of the chair, "I don't know what else to ask."

"Seriously?" Loker asked incredulously, "What did you ask Foster and Torres about?"

Eli shrugged, "I don't know." He sighed and looked up at the ceiling, "What is your most trivial fear?"


Loker laughed, "Clowns? Come on! They're just men in make up!"

Lightman shook his head, "They are creepy, I don't care what anyone says."

Loker's continued to laugh but pushed the next question out, "What is the weirdest dream you've had?"

Lightman bit his lip and his eyes traveled back up and to the right, "I don't really know." The two sat in silence while Lightman thought. Suddenly, Lightman began to laugh, "I once dreamt that you were pregnant."


Lightman laughed again, "Yeah, I had a cold that day and coming to work the next day was really quite interesting."

Loker still looked horrified, "Was I still a man?"

Lightman nodded, "Of course."

Loker ran a hand through his hair, "Of course," he mocked under his breath. He shook his head and focused back on Lightman, "What was the wildest thing you did when you were drunk?"

Lightman looked the left and then the right, "I lost $200 when I couldn't finish two gallons of milk in a minute."

Loker shook his head, "That is a really stupid bet, how old were you?"

Lightman grinned, "It was just last year."

Loker let out a laugh, "You can't turn down a challenge, can you?"

Lightman put his hands behind his head and leaned back in his chair, "No, I suppose I can't."

Loker looked around the room and searched his mind for more questions, "What's a guilty pleasure of yours?"

Lightman grinned and his cheeks blushed, "I like to watch Lifetime movies."

Loker laughed again, "Why? Their acting is terrible."

Lightman shrugged, "I don't know. I think they are quite interesting," he defended.

Loker shook his head, "Whatever." He continued to grin, "Alright boss, I got to go." He stood up and stretched, "Torres will beat me if I don't help her."

"You aren't suppose to help her now."

Loker shrugged, "I bet she just can't be without me then." He grinned and started to walk out of the room.

"Loker, I think you forgot a question."

Loker stopped in the doorway and stared at Lightman with confusion. Lightman stared back and Loker searched for the question before a smirk bloomed on his face, "How old were you when you lost our virginity?"

"Sixteen, her name was Mary Blake." Lightman declared proudly.

Loker just shook his head and walked away. Lightman returned to his work and just as he was fully aware of his work Loker came bouncing back into his office, "I have one more question."

Lightman put his pen down and tiltled his head, "Shoot."

"When are you going to make me a real employee again?"

Lightman looked up at Loker and smiled, "Wouldn't you love to know."

A/N: And it is complete! If there was anything that you wanted Cal to answer and he didn't, let me know and I'll try to add a follow up chapter. You guys have been awesome and please review! Thanks!