So, here it is guys! The last chapter! It has been a wild ride! Thank you to everyone who has read, commented and/or favorited this story! Without you, I would have never completed it! LOL! Again, I don't own anything! Please enjoy!

*2 weeks later*

Gillian was sitting across Dr. Anne Simmons in her office at the FBI building. She looked nervously at the door and then back to Anne. She let go of the breath she was holding and said, "I am still scared of what's outside that door. I mean, I know Cal is there but maybe he isn't. They have killed a lot of people just to get to me. How do I know that there aren't more out there, waiting in the shadows?" She laid her head in her hands shaking her head. "I am being paranoid. I am going crazy. And I can't even help myself."

Anne sat up straighter, "Gillian, look at me." She waited until she did. "They are not there anymore. I read Agent Reynolds report. They caught Mae Kingsley and her associates trying to enter France. The man from the hotel, Paul, was found in his apartment murdered. And Michael is dead. All the people who had a grudge against you are gone and they won't be able to get to you. Not to mention that the Alpha Omega Club has been disbanded." She paused for a few seconds, "Now you know that Dr. Lightman is out there. He walked you in and told you that he was going to be out in the waiting area." She softened her features and asked, "How has it been with your time with Dr. Lightman?"

Gillian seemed to relax a little. "He has been very supportive and kind. Whenever I have a bad dream, he seems to be right there, waiting. When I wake up he hugs me and says that everything will be alright. Sometimes we talk about it, sometimes we don't. But, somehow, he finds something to say to relax me so that I can fall back asleep. Everyone has been very patient with me."

Anne wrote down some notes and asked, "Have you told him that you loved him?"

Gillian thought about her answer. "Well in a sense I did, but wasn't conscious. I faintly remember telling him after I woke up from a nightmare, when he was holding me."

She looked at her watch and quietly said, "Our time is up. Now your homework is to tell him. We have gone over this many times. Believe me when I say that it will be like a big weight has been lifted off of your shoulder. The faster you open your heart, the faster you will heal. Also, don't give in to your desires to check every corner. You need to start trusting you instincts." She got up and Gillian did the same. She walked over to the door, but did not open it. "Gillian, could you get the door for me?"

Gillian hesitated for a second and then opened it. She made a sigh of relief when she saw Cal in the chair reading. He looked up and smiled. He put the magazine down and walked over to the women. He grabbed Gillian's hand and squeezed it. In return, she gave him a brilliant smile. He asked her, "Can you wait here for just a second, Luv?" She nodded and reluctantly let go of his hand and sat down in one of the chairs. Cal looked back at Anne with his steely glare and asked, "So how is she doing?"

Anne smiled reassuringly, "She is going to be fine. She still has some homework that she needs to do. When she does it, her transition will be a lot easier. Now your homework from here on out is to make sure she doesn't give in to her paranoia. She will want to check doors and corner, but don't let her."

Cal nodded and softened his features, "Thanks you Dr. Simmons, for everything."

She patted him on his shoulder and said, "Oh, please call me Anne and it is my pleasure. Gillian has some ways to go but she can make a full recovery. Now if anything happens or if you need anything, please don't hesitate to call. You have got all of my numbers." Cal nodded as she waved goodbye and walked back into her office.

Gillian stood up as Cal walked to her. He was about to ask if she was ready but decided to be a little bit more forceful. He grabbed her hand and said, "Let's go, we still have to get lunch before returning to the office. I don't like leaving our business in the hands of Loker." He forced her to walk down the hallway.

She was a little hesitant at first but followed him freely. She looked around cautiously. When they got to the elevator, Cal was about to push the button when Gillian stopped him. She took a deep breath and pushed the button herself. It was a big step up from just an hour ago when she wouldn't even take the elevator. Cal patted her back and said, "Great job." He kissed her forehead and they walked into the elevator together.

Soon they were walking out of the FBI building and towards a street vendor. They walked up and ordered some hotdogs and lemonade. They sat down and ate in quiet. This was their routine every time Gillian had an appointment with Dr. Simmons. So far, Gillian had to see Anne three times a week. Gillian finished her hotdog before Cal and drank her lemonade. He was taking his time, finally giving up after he finished over half of his hotdog. "I don't know how you can eat that. The only saving grace with this meal is this delicious lemonade. I can remember drinking lemonade when –''

Gillian interrupted him, "—Cal, I love you." She looked intently at the ground. Her shoulders seemed to relax a lot.

Cal put his arm around her neck and brought her face close to his. He whispered, "I know." He smiled and kissed her lips softly. He stood up and grabbed her hand. "Let's go, we still have to do the monthly reports and I have got a meeting with the state attorney. We have to leave by 5:30. Emily is cooking us a fancy dinner. If I were you, I would line your stomach with Pepto-Bismol. She means well, but … well, she means well, you know?" He smiled at her.

Gillian walked without looking in the shadows, her hand securely with his. "I am sure it will be delicious."

The end!

Oh, yes I did! I just pulled a 'Han Solo'! LOL! As always, please review! Thanks for everything!