All Reese can do is smile. He hadn't planned this day. He hadn't rehearsed it. But it felt like a puzzle finally falling into place with all the pieces.
Squeezing Angelica's hand, he starts forward with her by his side, their bare feet making footprints in the sand. A cool breeze blew as if to aid them in drying their clothes, though it didn't seem to matter if they were wet, full of sand, or not. It could burst forth with pouring rain this very moment and it just wouldn't matter...
A fairytale left in the past to be treasured always - the scene in the rearview mirror on the drive back to TJY. Reese didn't want the afternoon to end, but he knew it must. A part of him didn't mind though... he was taking back with him the woman he loved, and it was only the start of a brand new adventure for both of them.
Getting back to the office, Reese holds Angelica's hand as they go inside. Once in the elevator, he realizes just how disheveled they are and tries to brush some sand off Angelica and himself, only to find his pantlegs were still a bit damp and somehow there was sand in his hair. Starting to laugh only makes it worse and as they step out onto the main floor, he's still laughing at their unkempt state. The laughter quickly ceases though, as he becomes much more somber at the scene before them. Agents were everywhere, there was an argument going on, and the phone was going crazy. "What on earth...?"
Wyatt spins around from arguing with Hal, Con and Jamie. He glares at Reese and approaches him with purpose. "Where on earth have you been?!" Giving both his father and Angelica a good once-over, it's not hard to figure it out, and it only serves to increase his anger. "Sure. Don't tell anybody where you're going. Just run off and leave everything to take care of itself, right?"
Reese had no idea what was going on, and was too surprised to be upset. "Now hang on. What-"
"You two are allowed to do whatever you want, right? Go off and fool around and ignore the fact that there are others depending on you, let alone others who could get fired for pulling the same stunt! But you're the boss, right?" Wyatt's eyes go to Angelica, still glaring. "And you're the boss's girlfriend so you're not in trouble either." Without giving anyone time to respond, he shoulders past his father and stalks towards the exit.
Wide-eyed, Reese looks around the room again. "What is going on here?"
Con sighs deeply. He hadn't caught all of that, but was just as glad. "There was an explosion down on Valley. Two guys were killed. Cops think it was Agency and we were called in. Nobody was here, we ran down a couple suspects and brought them in - Pete and Nate are still out there trying to find another guy or two who were spotted at the scene. It was chaos, we couldn't get a hold of you, so we called Wyatt and he didn't know where you were either. He came in to help."
Reese rolls his eyes towards the ceiling, holding his temper. The peace of the afternoon was certainly short-lived, that was for sure. This was not how he wanted to end the day... such a wonderful day. He glances to Angelica, an apology on his face. He'd wanted to announce their engagement. But perhaps there would be a better time. "I'll see you later, huh? I gotta sort out this mess."
