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Me: We can talk and watch movies or something when you get back.
Noel: Definitely.
I smile at his reply and then switch conversations to send a quick text to Marty to tell him that I’m here if he ever needs to talk. I watch him standing behind Elijah, smile at his phone, and then look up at me through the video chat and nod. His eyes are sad, and I have no idea if he’s going to take me up on it or not, but I’ve offered, and that’s all I can do. Some things can’t be fixed.
“Great, send me a copy of the reports as usual, and enjoy the next few days off that you have,” Trick orders, signaling the end of the conversation.
“They’re already on the way to you,” Elijah replies. We’re all used to how Trick likes things done now.
“Thanks, guys,” Trick replies with a smile.
“Now that’s done with, what’s happening with the Rylie case?” Callen asks curiously.
Interrupting, I tell them, “While you guys are talking about that, and now I know that you’re okay, I’m going to go and start packing because we’re leaving for Pete’s parents in the morning, and I’ve not packed yet.”
“Of course, you haven’t,” Elijah teases, and I stick my middle finger up at him, making him and the guys laugh as I leave the room.
As I leave the office, I walk past the door to the gym that’s been left open, and I pause as I see Jensen on the treadmill. He was supposed to be walking and taking it easy, and instead, he’s doing a gentle jog. I’d warn him that he needs to slow down, but he’s more than aware that if he does too much, then it's going to take him longer to heal, and I know that he’s not going to risk that, so if he feels ready to do that, then I’m not going to argue.
Besides, Cash is on the machine next to him, his arm strapped tightly to his chest, and Luc is also in the room, keeping an eye on him while he does his own workout. Luc will stop him if he thinks that Jensen is pushing it too far, and Jensen will listen to him purely because Luc has seen his medical record; he understands exactly what is wrong with Jensen and how much he can feasibly do.
I decide to leave them all to it, not wanting to interrupt and also not wanting to work out myself. As I let myself out of our hidden hallway and into the main living area, my phone starts to ring, and I answer the video call from Pete.
Surprised to see that he’s with Ace, I say, “Hey guys, is everything okay?”
Pete grins, “We’re fine, although we’re not exactly calling with great news. We’ve been looking over the surveillance from the warehouse, and there’s nothing embedded in the looney tunes part of the video as we hoped. It’s a dead end.”
“Another one,” Ace adds, looking frustrated. “We’re also still trying to find the second location but coming up empty.”
I sigh, “Thanks, guys. I’ll let the others know. It seems we’re going to get a lot of dead ends and no information on this one, as frustrating as it is.”
“We’ll get there, and hopefully not before it’s too late,” Ace replies grimly.
My heart rate spikes, “We’ll find her in time. We have to.”
“I know we will.” Peter smiles reassuringly and then adds, “I’m going home because my gorgeous fiancé is finally home, and I haven’t seen him for far too long.”
I smile, “Before you disappear, what time are we meeting at yours tomorrow to drive up to your parent's place?”
“Six?” Pete asks, “That will give us enough time to get there and get ready before the party.”
“Sounds good to me. I’ll let everyone else know,” I reply.
“I’m going to keep working on this location. It shouldn’t be this hard, and it’s making me mad as hell now.” Ace frowns, already looking down at his laptop and typing away.
Pete smirks, “I’ll say goodbye for both of us since I don’t think you’re going to get a reply out of him now.”
“Bye, Pete,” I reply with a chuckle.
“Go and pack Ever,” he adds just before I hang up.
“How the fuck did you know that I haven’t packed yet?” I ask incredulously.
He raises his eyebrow as mirth dances in his eyes, and he replies sassily, “Seriously? Because I have known you for years, and I know that you always leave your packing until the last minute and then end up panicking because you haven’t packed.”
I purse my lips as I try not to smile, “You know, I feel kind of attacked right now.”
“I’m not wrong though, I am?” he pushes.
