Foster was help captive, then is drowned in a lake ou a pool. Lightman saves her life par giving her CPR. Later that night, LIghtman and his daughter are about to eat dinner. And Foster shows up. Lightman réponses door, " Hey, um I just wanted to drop off this case file." Foster says. Lightman gives her a funny look, and takes the file. "Hey do toi want to come in for a moment?" Lightman ask Foster. "Um it looks like toi are about to eat" Foster says observing Lightman's daughter setting the table. "Yea that's okay, toi can eat with us." Foster pauses for a moment, and says okay. The three of them have...
Think these are the moments Cal's talking about? (Tim Roth--Murder in the Heartland)
This was such an amazing episode, and I'm not just saying that, it really was. It shot right to my #1 favori episode, and that's because it was just fantastic. This montrer really works well when it has just one case like this, and it keeps toi hooked right until the end. That's how it should be. Just fantastic.
Since this is just a 1 case episode, I will only run over Cal's scenes/the ones in Afganistan because thats where the whole episode really took place.
Now we begin IN Afganistan, the war torn country, and a fantastic scene where 2 marines are captured. It's not fantastic that they were...
VEGAS BABY!! The episode we've been waiting for has been, and it was epic. Simply epic. While this dosen't hold up to the drama the précédant episode delivered us, it can stand on it's own with the same formula as last weeks. And it really works well for this show, so let's get started!
We begin with another shooting (that seems to be the normal opening for this show, just as House is to people fainting ou vomiting blood before opening credits.) But once Cal steps in, he get's a warm welcome. "Never thought I'd see it!" "See what?" "The jour they got Cal Lightman back in Vegas."
Auhtor's Note: This fanfiction takes part after Gillian is attacked. It gives an alternate situation to the hospital scene.
When he grabbed her, her mind went blank. Her thoughts were consumed par escaping his gasp. Screaming, clawing, thrashing, anything she could do to separate herself from her attacker. She felt him drag her along the ground. Cold and hard it scraped against he back as she tried to pull herself free. Her surroundings were obscured par the flashes of black her mind saw, everything in slow motion where a seconde lasted what seemed like and hour. She felt him drop her. Footsteps...