Late nights in the office were a regular occurance for Margaret Tate. It wasn't an oddity for her to fall asleep, bare feet resting on the desk with a manuscript in her lap. The only thing that was out of place was the fact that Andrew Paxton had just entered the room. K for swearing

She looked up, and she could see it – she could see his dad, which didn't mean a goddamn thing anymore, and a younger version of the guy in front of her, which, suddenly, meant everything in the world. "I said I'd come for you." Robbie/Jessica. O/s. Lang.