Be...normal

   "Well I don't plan on going anywhere any time soon, so hopefully I'll be able to see that close knit family soon."

Looking down at her paperwork Sam had at least got a little bit of stuff done she wanted too. It was better than not getting anything done at all. Most of her old cases were complete and could be taken back to the FBI now to be handed off to other people. She only hoped she had put everything together like it should be.

Studying Hal for a long moment her heart went out to him. She could tell by that look in his eye he missed his daughter very much. She couldn't imagen how hard being away from her way. She hoped one day that would change for him and he would be able to see her again.

   "Do you ever wonder if everyone around here is getting burnt out because they don't do anything but work? I mean...there had to be some time to have laughs in there too, or grab dinner. A life outside work where you can just let go and be...normal."

Staying close to Scott and not moving Hope gave a little smile. His comment and the fact he was still sitting there with her was a huge stop not many people would realize was major. But to her it was. It had been a long time since she had been this close to Scott, it felt nice.

   "I have. From the facility, to the Elite, to here I haven't left."

Taking Scott's hand in her own her fingers locked with his as he thumb just absentmindedly ran over his own.

Walking around the building Adison split off for Kirk and explored. She couldn't help the images that flashed in her mind as she envisioned how everything would look. There was enough rooms that some people could have there own office, they could have a good size infirmary. Some rooms used for interrogating. This was almost to perfect.

Wondering around a little more and coming to where Kirk was Adison put an arm around his wast and leaned her head on his shoulder looking out the window with him. 

   "I think this one is perfect. I kinda like that there is a coffee shop next door."

Shifting a little and going to the window she looked closer out it at the cars and people that passed by. It was a cute area, but not to busy just in case anything was ever to happen, yet close enough that the FBI might not be so paranoid. 

   "Lots of TLC, but maybe if we get everyone at the Elite a project to help with...they can feel like its there own too."