Peaceful

Maggie's comment was so unexpected and silly that Garret couldn't stop his laugh, while trying not to spit out his mouthful of ice cream. "Only if you drop me off on your way past my finish line," he teased. "But I agree with your brother. You're definitely cheating."

He made it through two games before finally dismissing himself from the activity, but instead of going to the bedroom, he quite surprisingly decided to stay, simply moving into the nearby chair to watch. Even though he wasn't interacting as much...there was just something there that he didn't want to leave yet. Something that...helped him forget about his own family for a while.

Pulling his feet up, he tucked himself back into the chair and leaned his head to the side, just watching and listening. Every once in a while he'd laugh at Maggie's antics or smile as someone got another peg to their finish line. Soon though, his eyes grew heavy, and before he knew it, he'd drifted off. 

Laura nudged Nate's leg and nodded to Garret. He must have been so emotionally exhausted. Now though, he looked so peaceful that she'd hate to wake him up. "I think you wore him out, Maggie," she teased quietly. 


Hal leaned back in his chair and nodded. "There's a lot more than you'll find in the files. This war has been going on for two and three generations. We're about stopping crime like anyone else...but our main focus is the Agency, which...in itself is hard to define on paper."

His watch beeped and he yawned. "Well... lunchtime. I'll walk downstairs with you, but I'll let you lead, alright?"

He gave her a smile as he stood up. "See if you can get him to tell you what he likes to eat. I've given up."


Axel put his feet up on the coffee table, keeping one arm wrapped around Jess as they sat on his couch. The movie was only halfway interesting, leaving room for small talk in between the important scenes. 

"So...that's all she really could say," he concluded quietly, letting her in on his visit with Misty about his hand. "I'm...not sure it's worth another surgery or not, but...that's where I'm at now." He hated it. Hated how it made him feel useless. Helpless. Weak. 

He sighed. "Haven't told the band yet. Not sure I want to."