Two Coffees

Though somewhat settled down compared to earlier, Garret's stress level was still high. Only after Justin had gone did he resume his pacing, every once in a while throwing a glare at the security camera. But today he didn't have enough control to take it apart for attention. Besides - they weren't going to give him what he wanted anyway, especially now. He didn't like it that he'd lost control. He didn't like feeling this much pressure get to him. He didn't like it that Justin had been able to perceive his deepest secret so easily. Had he really fallen so far? Had he really lost all sense? All strength? Was he really just an irrational, weak man leading himself and his beloved to slaughter?

Stopping his irratic pacing, he faced the wall that separated the two cells, and placed his palm on the cool blocks. Was Victoria on the other side? Was she so close, yet so far out of reach? Would he really be able to pull off this entire, insane scheme? It was all he had. She was all he had.


Aaron slowly rose from the floor, and put a hand to the back of his throbbing head. It took several blurry moments to remember where he was, and what had happened. And when he realized just why he had a splitting headache, he muttered an angry curse. This would be the last time he'd ever agree to working with that woman again. If his hunch was right about her and Garret, Garret could keep her, and good luck to him.

After gaining back his full bearings again, Aaron took a look across the street to find it quite. No sign of Garret, Victoria, or that downed Elite officer. He didn't know what had transpired, or if the guy had died, but two things were certain: there was something terribly wrong with Garret, and Victoria had gone in. Aaron new well enough that she had most likely taken advantage of the situation to follow through with her plan of being caught so she could get inside. The only problem now was that was the extent of Aaron's knowledge - she hadn't given him any kind of plans regarding communication or how she'd get out. He was completely in the dark now, and even more frustrated for it.  This whole thing was ridiculous. If he didn't see any sign of her or Garret in the next forty-eight hours, he would come up with his own plan.


Laura sighed and turned to give Nate's forehead a kiss. "You always see the good in people, don't you? Even someone who would seem a lost cause."

She snuggled down a little closer to him. "If that's how you really feel though, it may take some work to convince Reese. Rick implied he's pretty hot about the whole thing. And if I know Reese, he's probably pretty close to pulling the plug on this thing and giving Garret prison time."


Jason grinned a little, glad Katie hadn't teased him about his ridiculous comment. "Okay...we'll do it soon."

Reaching his office and easing down in his chair, he nodded to Katie. "Thanks. I should be okay now." He opened a drawer to retrieve a bottle of pain killers. "I'll buy you two coffees if you don't mention this either." He smirked. "All Rick needs is another reason to keep tabs on me."