Impressed

Con looked down at Katie with a little more seriousness, and he sighed. "I miss you guys too," he admitted. "I...haven't been able to find my niche since leaving." 

Jason ceased his teasing, knowing good and well how much his best friend had suffered lately, trying to survive with jobs he hated. "Reese...he still have an opening for you?"

Con rolled his eyes. "He hasn't stopped badgering me about coming back. Although from the sounds of it, even if..." Oops. He bit his tongue and tried to recover. "Well...just, things have changed some."

Jason quirked an eyebrow and glanced at Katie. Con was holding something back. "Even if what?"

"Nothing." Reese would kill Con if he spilled the beans about the real intent of the FBI. "Anyway... great to see you guys." He reached down and patted Trooper's head. "And you too."

Trooper gave a short woof, then a little whine.

"Not you too," Con chided. he sighed again. "Okay. I gotta go. And we'll see about the future." He tossed Katie a wink before finally leaving. He still didn't leave the building though. Instead, he walked the short row of cubicles before stopping at Jamie's. He might be big, but he could be quiet when he wanted to be, and he slipped in behind her chair. Leaning down, he put a hand over her eyes. "Guess who."


Kirk nodded slowly, then eased down in an empty chair. "What about before that though?" He flipped through a file. "You were... involved in the Agency, right?" He continued to browse a few pages. "Ah yes. Then after you came here, you got romantically involved with an Agency man."

He quirked an eyebrow at her. "Some might say you have an unhealthy attraction to the enemy." Without giving her time to respond, he went on. "How's that working out for you, by the way? I see you're still wearing your wedding band. I'm pretty impressed after all I've heard about your husband - who also just can't seem to make a clean break with the Agency."


Seeing Ashlee ride up and hearing her comment about the fence, Travis smiled and stayed right where he was. As she dismounted, he cocked his head. Seeing her out here when he wasn't groggy in bed, she really was cute, especially in those jeans and t-shirt. His smile widened and he leaned both arms on the top fence rail to set his chin on his hands, which put him down nearer her height. 

"Nope. Well, last night I still had soup. But I'm really hoping today she'll let me eat something else. I mean, I like soup, but..." He grinned again. Despite his slowly heeling, beaten face, his eyes twinkled just a little. This whole thing had been a nightmare. Then yesterday with his mom, it hadn't helped any. But today...at least it was a new day, right? 

"So..." He straightened and reached over the fence to stroke the horse's cheek. "This your horse?"