Willing?

Watching Katie leave, Jason sighs a little. He left her question unanswered. He just really didn't understand.

Jeff folds his arms, looking at Jason with calmness. "Happy now?"

Jason snaps his head up, wondering at Jeff's tone, but he couldn't find sarcasm in it. "It's not about being happy... it's about what's best."

"And you think this is the right way?"

"If I didn't, would I be here?" Jason shakes his head and aims for the door. "I got work to do."

Jeff watches him leave, shaking his head. Turning to the bed, he takes a couple steps, then doubles over as a sudden and severe pain shoots through his gut.

Rick is immediately by his side. "Whoa, you okay?"

"Mm-hmm...." Jeff mumble, staggering to the bed. "I'd be even better if you took the knife out of my stomach."

Rick sighs and pats his shoulder. "Let me give you something for that." He only hoped Angel would find something.... he had found nothing, and Jeff was simply left to suffer.


It only takes half an hour. Rick had done a good job at perfecting the right formula, and even Jason is surprised. Thirty minutes and it was as if a soundproof veil had descended. It wasn't a torment like before, filled with pain and worry, but it was just a stillness... a deafening quiet.

Leaning back in his desk chair, he takes a moment to reorganize his thoughts. He had a bit of a headache, but otherwise, so far there were no side effects.


Ryder returns Thirteen's kiss, giving her a smile. "Alright. Showers than breakfast. First one to the bathroom gets the shower first." Springing over the couch, he dashes towards the hallway.


"Yes, hi, Hope, this is Reese over at TJY..." He twirls the phone cord around his finger as he talks. "I've been meaning to call you but have just been so swamped. I actually was wondering if you'd be willing to do something for the Elite. See... we have several men who have been in the Agency." He thinks of Alec, Gage and Phinox. "We're having the same trouble figuring out what to do with him as we are with Scott. It's quite a dilemma. I just spoke with Chief Brown this morning, and we've decided to have the men professionally evaluated. In other words... we want someone's advice as to their mental state, and whether or not they would be considered a threat. So many times, Agency people have been pulled in without knowing any better, that we hate to just throw them behind bars. But we need some way of figuring this out and deciding what is the right choice for them."

He takes a deep breath at the end of his spiel. "So, what I'm asking, is if you'd be willing to come by TJY sometime and speak with these men. Just study them and write up an evaluation for them that will help us decide what to do next."