"Hi."

Knocked out of her reverie, Gillian turned to find Cal had entered her office. "Hey." She could tell by the look on his face what he was here to talk about. "I'm sorry for the trouble I've brought on…I will be bringing onto the company but I don't regret what I did. That woman and her kids did not want to be there. They should have the right to choose how they live their lives. I don't regret helping them escape."

Cal nodded slowly, waiting for her to finish before he shrugged, "I was just gonna come in to say good morning but…"

Her lips tugged into a smile, knowing he didn't mean what he had just said. "Good morning, Cal."

He answered her smile with one of his own but quickly returned to a more serious tone as he approached her desk. "Do you know why I asked you to be my partner when I started this company?"

"Because you needed a referee to keep you and Zoe in check?" Gillian replied with a smirk.

"Because I respected you, not only for your professional expertise but I also respected you as a person. What you did for that woman and those kids…" He paused and gave a slight shake of his head, "I wouldn't expect anything less from you."

"Thank you…for your support."

"Now, if any IRS agents come in asking for this file and that file and whichever records, don't think I won't be sending them all your way…" He wagged his finger at her but was cut short by a knock on the door. They both turned to find Ria standing at the door, gesturing at them both to come outside.

"What is it?" Gillian asked curiously as she followed Cal out the door.

"There's someone in the lobby who specifically asked to speak to the two of you. The receptionist told him to take a seat, that the two of you were busy but…" Ria's explanation was interrupted by a thunderous voice down the hall.

"Well if it isn't my two favourite lie detectors in the whole wide world!"

The loudness of the voice and the southern accent were unmistakable. Gillian braced herself for what was about to happen. It had been a while but she still remembered…

"How are y'all doin'? Lookit you, Dr. Foster, still lookin' smokin', I see! C'mere and gimme a hug!"

Gillian winced as she was pulled into a big bear hug. She patted the burly man's back and barely coughed out, "Hi, Buck, it's been a while…" She gave a quick intake of breath as the large cowboy let her go and was not amused when she found a rather decently-sized crowd now staring at them.

Cal seemed entirely entertained by the scene that was unfolding in front of him when Buck switched his attention over to him. "Light-man!"

Shaking the large hand that was offered to him, Cal asked what he was sure everyone wanted to know, "What brings you here, Buck?"

"Well it looks like I've gotten myself into a bit of a doozy with my place of business and I thought, who best to help me than two of the best?"

"Oh…alright, why don't we step into my office to talk about this? This way then…"

As Buck and Cal walked away, Ria moved over to Gillian's side and whispered, "Who was that?"

"Trouble. That's who it was." Gillian sighed and followed the two men's path, leaving Ria as confused as ever.