Silent

The knock at the door almost didn't bring Hal out of his stupor. Blinking, it took him another few moments to gain back his senses, and another couple to finally get to his feet. Who would be here now? Nobody ever came. Shuffling to the door in his socks, he still held his phone. He'd been trying to get a hold of Michelle and Alison both since calling Sam, and had already had a brief conversation with his lawyer's office. For as short a length of time as it was, he was exhausted and distraught.  

Opening the door, he stopped in his tracks. Sam? Hadn't she gotten his message? Realization flickered in his eyes. Oh. That's why she was here. Not saying anything, he left the door open and just turned around, returning to the living room where he sank down on the couch and fiddled with his phone. 


Zan smiled his approval. "Sounds like a plan to me." He raised his coffee cup before taking another sip. "So, um... once my car's back up and running, we're gonna give ol' Thunder a taste of his own medicine. At least... we hope to. Me and the others." 

He glanced over at her again. "Thought maybe you'd like to come along again. See some real action. Hopefully without me crashing this time." 


Jason sighed deeply. He didn't like having to think like this. It was scary. For both of them. What if they really did have to go into hiding? What would that even mean? How would they survive?

He searched Katie's eyes, knowing she could feel his worry. He didn't try to stop it thought. He wanted her to know how he truly felt about all of it. He wasn't going to pretend. "If we can get this under control, and if we think we can trust Kirk and the others, it will just be business as usual, and we won't have to worry about any of this." That was best case scenario though, and he knew it. 

"I think... we should tell Rick what we're thinking, though. I can't blindside him like that, if things do turn ugly. Maybe he can be one person who would know where we went, if it came down to that."