Strength

   "You dont need to threaten me Garret and by know you should know that. Keep doing so though and you will lose all my trust. As for what happens next, I have no idea. Guess I'll have to talk to the boss."

Turning around and heading back for the door Nate stops one he gets there. One hand on the door he looks over his shoulder. He really didn't know what was going to happen next. Maybe they could turn one of the cells into a room like they had with Alec till they could find a more permanent place.

   "Letting go is hard, specially when its the reason you get up every day. Take all the time you need and come back in when you are ready."

Going back inside Garret makes his way over the main floor to Reese's over and goes in. Sitting down in the chair across from his desk he is silent for a moment before finally letting Reese in on what was going on.

   "Victoria is gone. She wanted to leave and I let her. There was no point in keeping her here. She didn't do anything wrong except shoot someone who was going to shoot Susanne. If she hadn't I would have."

Nate continues to make eye contact with Reese. He was tired, he was frustrated and just sick of this whole situation. Everything had gone too far and had been handled so badly.

   "As for Garret, I dont want him cuffed anymore, and he dosn't need a locked cell. We need to start reforming him like we have with the others."

Chuck continued to hold Susanne and just let her talk. His heart ached more and more with every word she said. He himself was angry that he had not been there to keep her safe. There were so many different emotions involved.

   "You went weak...you were actually pretty strong. You didn't break under the pressure, and you did all you could to stay alive."

Placing a kiss on the top of her head before leaning his on top of hers. Letting out a small sigh he absentmindedly rubbed her arm.

   "Strength is not always measured by muscle. Mental strength is harder to come by."