Suffering

Justin's mouth doesn't frown, but his eyes seem to grow just a little darker and he ignores Beth's last question for now. "So you think you're better off alone, just because you have a full plate. Hmm."

He shakes his head a little and for the longest moment, he just studies her eyes, her body language and her face. Finally though, he shrugs. "Yeah, guess I wanted to get out of the house. Actually, it takes me about an hour and a half to get here and I like the drive. Can't justify that much gas going nowhere, so... figured if my client was in the mood, the trip wouldn't be wasted. Unfortunately... he's not ready for me again just yet."

Still keeping his head cocked as it rests in his hand, his other hand fingers the zippers on his backpack absentmindedly. Without him continuing the small talk, another lapse into silence occurs. But it is he who breaks that silence himself.

"You know... sometimes in life, we think what's best is backing away from the world because we don't think the world is ready to see who we really are. But in the process, we wind up depriving those who really do want to spend time with us."

Pausing for a moment, he shifts his weight again to sit back straight once more, preparing to stand up. "We might think we're the only ones suffering in silence... but how many others suffer too, simply because they're not allowed to share our lives?"

Getting to his feet, Justin shoulders his backpack, still looking down at Beth. A gentle smile creases his lips, though it was a weary expression, filled with more concern than joy. "Don't forget to live, Beth."


Told ya.

Jason smiles at Destiny, nodding. "Good. I'm glad it's worked out then. I know Reese is doing all he can to figure out the best way to give you your life back."

He thinks a moment, wondering if what he would say would be appropriate or not, but she might as well know. "Reese has asked me to be a second bodyguard for tomorrow. I hope you don't mind me being at the funeral. I'll try not to be noticed."


Chance's eyebrows rise just a little but he backs off, letting Katie handle her armful herself. Seeing she gets back to her desk, he feels her eyes on him and he sits down once more, feeling a little strange. Opening his computer again, he goes back to the message he'd been working on.

Glancing out across the room towards Reese's office, he sees Alec going through the door. Interesting. Reese was out. Chance wondered if Reese even knew the ex-Agency thug was in his office.