Disclaimer: I own nothing involved with television series "Lie to Me" and I won't pretend to.

Author's Note: Oh! Last chapter. :) Yay, it's all done. It's a short chapter, but it wraps up the story, I suppose. :P Perhaps you Loker fans will like the ending. It was an interesting story to write, and now I can say that I have written a bank robbery story. ;) Thank you so muchto everyone that reviewed and read this story. You guys make me so happy! :D Oki doki, read and enjoy.

"Oi, Loker!" Lightman called, leaning out of his office. Eli's head snapped in his direction as he stopped abruptly. "You leavin' already?"

"Yeah, I promised I'd be there early to help get things together." Eli answered. It was only two weeks after the incident, but Sophia had already planned a get together for all the victims and their families. Of course, Lightman's team was invited and they all agreed to attend the occasion. Eli had previously cleared it with Lightman to leave work early and Cal wasn't about to deny him; he was stunned that Eli had chosen to come to work so shortly after the attempted robbery.

"Can you step in here for a moment?" Cal asked.

"Oh, yeah, sure." Eli answered, quickly making his way to Lightman's office. "What's up?" Cal closed the door and sighed. His gaze caught on the box of papers in Loker's arms and he raised an eyebrow.

"Should you be carryin' that?" Cal inquired, pointing at the box. Eli looked at him with a confused expression, then caught the idea.

"Oh! Right...Um, maybe not. But, I wasn't going to make Torres do it." he confessed. "It's fine, it's not that heavy. My shoulder feels fine."

"Give me that." Cal growled, taking the box and carrying it over to his desk. "Now, sit down." Immediately, Eli obeyed, seating himself in one of the chairs in front of Cal's desk. Cal went around his desk and sat in his own chair, opening a drawer and pulling out an envelope. He held it out to Loker with a steady stare, puzzling the young researcher.

"What's this?" Eli asked as he took hold of the envelope. He examined the front, hoping for a clue as to what it was. A nearly unimaginable possibility took root in his brain.

"Is this...?" Eli mumbled, looking at Cal with a face that matched a speechless man. Cal was grinning as he examined Eli's reaction.

"It's exactly what you think it is." he informed his employee. Eli looked down at the envelope with an expression of disbelief. Suddenly, a huge smile spread across Loker's guise. As soon as it had come, it disappeared, being replaced with a suspicious scowl.

"But...why now?" Eli queried, looking at his boss.

"I think you've done plenty to deserve a spot on the payroll." Cal chuckled. "But, don't let that get to your head. I'll take you back off if you do anything so stupid again!"

"Right, got it." Eli laughed, staring at the pay check in his hand with sparkling eyes. "I can finally get real food." He sighed happily and Cal's grin remained as he stood.

"You don't want to be late; do you, Loker?" Cal reminded the young man. Eli came back to reality and stood abruptly.

"Oh, that's right!" he exclaimed, tucking his pay check safely in his pants pocket. He was about to take the box of papers when Cal grabbed it first.

"Not a chance; I'm carrying it." he explained, leading the way out of the office. "What's in this anyway?"

"Uh...invitations." Loker replied as they began to walk down the hall.

"Aren't you supposed to send those before the event?" Cal inquired, confused.

"Well...When I volunteered, Sophia put me in charge of sending invitations. I ended up emailing everybody that e-invitation...but I made it exactly like her design!" Loker answered.

"So...she did all that work for nothing?" Cal muttered.

"Basically..." Eli mumbled guiltily. "But don't tell her! I just have to tell everyone else not to..."

"I'm not worried about myself, Loker; I can actually lie believably. You're the lousy liar." Cal chuckled. Ria was coming up the hallway from the opposite direction.

"Oh, good." Cal sighed. "Torres, take this box for Eli." he muttered, shoving it in her arms and heading back to his office. "See you later, Loker!" Eli grinned as he watched him walk away, Ria beside him with a stunned look.

"Give me that." Eli said, taking the box.

"What was that about?" she inquired, following beside him as he continued to his car.

"He doesn't think I should be carrying this. I think he did it just to spite me; I told him I wasn't going to make you carry it." Eli explained, still smiling. She narrowed her eyes and snatched the box from him.

"Now what's your problem?" Eli groaned.

"Just 'cause I'm a woman doesn't mean I shouldn't carry this for you. After all, you should be trying to heal up." she answered, scowling.

"I was just trying to be polite." he informed her, shrugging and soon grimacing.

"See? You can't even shrug." she pointed out.

"It's really not something you should worry about." Eli quickly deflected. "I can carry the box just fine."

"I'm still carrying it." she said, concluding the conversation entirely. There was a half a minute of silence as they walked out to the parking garage.

"Oh, guess what." Eli commanded playfully.

"What?" she grumbled, expecting a random Eli-Loker-statement.

"I am going to a bank." he told her. She became puzzled, unsure if he was excited because he'd gotten over his short aversion to banks, or some other reason.

"I thought you pledged to never walk into a bank again." she stated, searching for some deeper addition to his comment.

"Ah, but I have such a good reason to." he chuckled.

"Why? Some hott teller or something?" she teased.

"Nope." he replied, reaching into his pocket to retrieve something: an envelope.

"You got paid!" she exclaimed happily, grinning for his wonderful announcement

"Yes, I did."

Eli smiled.