Eight o'clock

Eli cocks his head, a crooked grin on his face as he watches Scarlet leave, finding her comments amusing. Waiting until she's gone, he gives the other door a sidelong glance where Neil walks in grinning from ear to ear.

"Customer couldn't decide what she wanted?" he teases.

Eli smirks and files the paperwork on the desk before moving around to the counter again. "That, my friend, is a woman who knows exactly what she wants." Giving a little nod and click of his tongue, he heads to the garage. "Come help me with that Corvette before the general has our heads."


Alec and Reese both get to their feet as Hope joins them. Alec hadn't planned on Hope hearing what he'd said, so he backs off a little, not sure how to take her thanks. It was a strange sort of awkwardness he wasn't used to, so he just shrugs, not even knowing how to respond. 'You're welcome' just didn't seem to fit.

When she moves the conversation along though, he nods, a wry grin slipping out partway. "Yeah... yeah, I'll head back to my cell." Putting his hands in his pockets, he aims down the hall first.

Reese looks to Hope and gives her a little nod of understanding. "I think you staying here a while is a good idea... for you and Scott both. If anything happens, I know you'll let me know so... " He sighs. "Take care of yourself too, okay?"

Backing off, he leaves her be, following behind Alec to make their way out to the car.

The two hours seems even longer on the way back to TJY, especially for Alec. His mind wanders a million and one directions, not sure where to land after all that had happened. He was feeling something stirring inside of him again and he wasn't sure what it was or why. He felt a shift... a change. Something was happening to him. It wasn't bad... or scary... just different, and he wasn't used to it. One result though was a nagging whisper in his ear to tell the truth he needed to tell to Reese. He was tired of spending boring afternoons alone... but it was his own fault for lying about what had happened to him...


It was nearing eight o'clock and the sky was dim. It was a quiet evening after it had rained off and on all day. The air was humid.

Eli settles back on the couch, having been flipping through television stations for the last fifteen minutes, non-stop. He looks at the clock a few times, then tries to focus on the television again, determined to stay put.

A knock at the door makes him jump, but he's too lazy to get up. "Wanna get that, Speedy?"


Outside the door, Alec waited, pacing back and forth. The truth had paid off better than he'd expected. Maybe the day's events had solved more than one thing. Maybe Scott hadn't been the only one in need.


Scott stirs on his bed, having slept the entire afternoon and half the evening. Everything seemed just a little bit foggy and his mouth was dry. His muscles ached and he wasn't sure why. The last thing he remembers is Hope sitting with him and he has no idea how much time has passed.

"Hope?" he asks quietly. The little light in the corner of his room was on, giving off a soft glow, but he was having trouble focusing enough to clearly tell if he was alone at the moment or not.