A/N: Thanks to Notapineapple/recoilandgrace for helping me by proof-reading and such.

Cal Lightman has two talents in life: seeing lies and burning bridges.

And now, she's the last one standing; she's the last connection between his lonely island of tortured genius and self-loathing and the rest of civilization.

For the most part, she stands tall; but sometimes, she sways precariously over the dark sea that surrounds him and threatens to pull her into its bottomless waters.

But even though she shakes, she has not yet broken. She has not yet burned. Not yet.

But God help him the day that she does. God help him when he reduces her to ashes, severs his final connection with humanity, and leaves himself completely isolated.

He's always been best at burning bridges.