At Sue and Lucy's apartment, the girls had just finished the washing up after their dinner of lasagne and garlic bread, a Lucy Dotson speciality, or so Sue had been told. The pasta on the lasagne wasn't fully cooked and Lucy had forgotten that Sue wasn't too keen on mushrooms and had mixed them in with the meat and the sauce, meaning that she was unable to eat the majority of it.

After several grovelling apologies, Lucy had finally accepted that Sue hadn't minded just eating the garlic bread that the rather large lunch that they'd had at the spa had more that quelled her appetite.

After all the plates had been cleared and placed in their respective cupboards, Sue and Lucy sat in front of the television.

Lucy: "Remind me to do that again. I could get used to these spa days."

Sue: "I know what you mean. I have never had so much fun doing absolutely nothing. That massage was heaven."

Lucy: "I'm not surprised! Did you actually have a look at the masseuse? I tell ya, he could give Jackson a run for his money, and I think he took a liking to you."

Sue began to blush at Lucy's comments and smiled. She had noticed the resemblance between him and her training agent. They had the same dark good looks and the killer smile, but his eyes did not compare to Jack's. Shaking her head, she returned her eyes to Lucy.

Lucy: "So, did he give you his number? Are you going to call him?"

Sue: "No Lucy, he did not give me his number and even if he did, he wasn't my type."

Lucy: "Not your type! Are you blind girl? The man was drop dead gorgeous. There isn't a woman alive who wouldn't change their "type" to go out with him"

Sue: "This woman wouldn't, besides, he was a little young. I will concede though, he was great looking wasn't he?"

The two women dissolved into a fit of the giggles and Lucy grabbed the remote to turn on the television. She flicked to CNN. There was a report on about a young girl who had gone missing, feared kidnapped. It was the third kidnapping in the space of two weeks. Watching the report, the two women quickly stopped laughing and watched.

Lucy: "Why anyone would want to kidnap someone is beyond me. That is, unless that person is Brad Pitt." Sue smiled at Lucy. "Seriously though, remind me again why I work for the FBI?"

Sue laughed at her friend as she tucked her legs up underneath her, balancing her coffee cup in both hands.

Sue: "You work for the FBI because you love helping people, the same as me."

Lucy: "I guess you are right, as usual. Have you heard from Betty since she left?

Sue: "Yes actually, I got a text from her earlier. She arrived at her new home yesterday afternoon and she said that her new neighbours seem nice. It is going to take her time to adjust. She has just had everything she knew, everything she loved taken away from her."

Lucy nodded and drained her coffee cup of the few remaining drops. Putting her cup on the coffee table, she stood.

Lucy: "Right, I am off for a nice long bath and then I am off to bed. It's amazing how being so relaxed can make you feel so tired."

Sue: "Okay, goodnight Luce."

Sue watched Lucy turn and head towards the bathroom. Picking up Lucy's empty coffee cup, she walked into the kitchen and placed them both into the sink. They can wait until morning. Walking back into the living room, she tried to stifle a yawn and rubbed her eyes, trying to keep herself awake. Checking her watch it wasn't even nine. Looking up, she saw the light by her laptop flashing. A puzzled look crossed her face as she walked over. Looking at the screen the puzzled look was replaced by a smile when she saw who had sent her a message. Sitting down she began to type a response.