Surprise Attack

Having Sapphire take his hand, Scott doesn't pull away. It almost felt strange... almost new. He and his sister had had their ups and downs, no doubt, and their recent hurdle wasn't an easy one. It had been a long time since much affection was shown, even if they had always loved each other as siblings.

Just remaining quiet, Scott sees the treats she brought him, and his faint little smile returns to his lips. "Thank you..."

Feeling her squeeze his hand, it takes him a moment, but he returns it. He didn't know what the future held for them with Gage still in the picture. But for now at least, this was okay with him.

"Thanks for waiting," he whispers. "Some days... some days I don't know if I'll ever get out of here."

He looks down at the floor, burrowing a toe into the carpet. "Some days I really do feel like I'm going mad... like I have no control over what's happening inside my head."

Glancing to Sapphire, his eyes are so very tired, sunken in with dark circles tracing the bottom edges. His lifeless eye seemed even less so, if it were possible. "If I... if I can't ever leave, will you... still come see me sometimes?"


With Ryan actually agreeing to get out for the day, Alec grins. He manages to get up off the couch in time for her to return with the shirt that he accepts. His eyes are full of a sly mischief this morning - almost a playfulness like a little boy planning to skip school. He may have been in control of his own direction in the Agency... but only to a certain degree. He might never admit it, but there had been boundaries there too, and if rules were broken, he could have ended up dead. Feeling as though he could just take off for a day and not worry about being shot or taken down gave him just a little piece of that freedom he was looking for. Reese might not be too thrilled, but that was the least of his worries.

"I won't take long."

As promised, it doesn't take him over ten minutes to get himself cleaned up for the day and back in the living room. Coming up behind Ryan, he slips his arms around her and kisses her neck teasingly. "Shower's empty. If we get out of here in time, anybody Reese sends out here to get me will have to go back empty-handed."


Wayne leans back in the desk chair, taking careful aim with his rubberband. Letting it go, it snaps from his fingers, shooting through the air and smacking into his stack of oreo cookies, making them scatter. "Yes!" He throws his hands up in victory. "Score one against the oreos! I take no survivors." Stuffing one of the fallen into his mouth, he swivels his chair around. After mixing music all morning long, it wasn't unusual for him to goof off for a few minutes and regain some sanity.

His eyes fall to the clock on the wall in the sound booth and he quirks an eyebrow. "Hey, Jackie we got that new band coming in this morning, right?"

As if on cue, the door in the other room opens. Wayne looks up quickly through the glass to see the band just entering. "Ohhhhh crap." Moving quickly, he grabs the waste basket and attempts to clean off the desk of all remnants of oreos while he tried to clean his teeth with his tongue at the same time. "Why didn't Chet tell us he was letting anybody in?" It was his own fault, but it was also easy to blame someone else for lack of warning.


The band enters the open room that could be set up for many different things. At one end was a booth for recording, and at the other was another room set up for mixing the recordings. It was not a large studio at all, but it was a studio nonetheless and the excitement still hung in the air.

Erik looks around, taking it all in. "That guy said someone would be in here, right?"

"Mm-hmm..." Kyle glances around too, not sure what to do now.

Kip points up and over to the recording booth behind the glass. "There's someone up there... must be them I guess."

Twila smirks a little. The guy that had shown them in had seemed too busy to get them where they were going or make introductions. She hoped whoever they worked with would be nicer than that.