Title: Aftermaths of Another Serious Accident.

Rating: M (Language & Situations)

A/N: Dick Wolf owns LOCI characters, all others are mine. NO LINKS BETWEEN THIS CHAPTER & REALITY ARE INTENDED.


Beginning the day after Jenni's household shared their engagements, and lasting through the honeymoons, everyone Tynie loves had a peaceful life. The main exclusions were similar to the ones that lead up to the new round of marriages, yet their luck ran out a few days after JT and Jenni got back home. During their drive to a double date, Burt, Taia, Jack, and Lori were T-boned on the men's side, by a jackass who was trying to chase a different hit and run driver. When Tynie found out, she was justifiably pissed, and she used it to back using her lawsuit style on the jackass. Of course, her family stood by it, especially since he totaled her fairly new Expedition. Ironically enough; before she learned she won the case, Tynie learned the defendants were all illegal immigrants, up for deportation, so their loss expedited it. "Your Honor, just so I'm clear. Will their being removed from this country revoke my ability to act on any orders you may give?" Tynie asked.

Surprising her, a man in a green T-shirt, khakis, and bulletproof vest branded "Immigration and Customs Enforcement" arose, and faced the judge. "Your Honor, I'm Captain Will Agler. Mrs. Vantman didn't know, I could help resolve her question, yet. It's fine, because now I can ask you for a written order, forbidding any law enforcement agents, regardless of division, from intruding on her or her family's compliance with your orders." Capt. Agler appealed. "I've never dealt with ICE before, Your Honor. I just, felt it was best to use that fact, as another reason to go straight to you. My main one is, this is your courtroom, and disrespecting that, violates the cores of my ethics code. " Tynie explained. "Mrs. Vantman, I wish more people had that ethic. Dealing with you's been, phenomenally refreshing, but there's only one way, I can issue the order Captain Agler wants. I must ask you and your family, to get ahold of me, at the first blush of anyone impeding; on your compliance with my other orders." His Honor warned. "Your Honor, that won't be a problem. If anything, it'll mean, all your lines will be called until you're reached. Should it involve waking you, or making you late to an unrelated hearing: I'll accept a bill for it, by certified mail." Tynie retorts. "Mrs. Vantman, I've never had a plaintiff offer that before. Unfortunately, I can't act on it, because the US District Court Judicial Licensing Bureau considers it a form of accepting bribes. I doubt you knew, so it's fine." His Honor denied. "Alright, Your Honor. Now, I hope you understand, I won't be able to obey your orders, until after every phone in my family has your numbers in it. Sorry, but it's because my relatives may catch intrusions I miss, or catch them while I'm driving or in another situation where we don't believe in using our phones, so they'll need a direct way to help me obey your orders. Regardless, you'll be told who's calling, how we're related, and why we're calling." Tynie hedged. "I was just about to ask how you plan to handle that, Mrs. Vantman. Now I know, I can issue the order we've discussed, and asset controlling ones for your restitution. Since ICE is involved in this case, I have no choice, but to give Captain Agler copies of the transcript and orders, for their confidential records. Of course, it'll come with orders to keep everything that way, or face prosecution." His Honor was acclaimed. "Your Honor, that won't be an issue." Captain Agler re-termed. "Aside from it, I'd like to thank you for all you've done. I'm including the orders you're issuing, because they'll serve as, what I hope to be, a peaceful close to this case. I believe most of us deserve it; emphasizing you and the crash victims. You may be stunned by my tying you in that way, but it's due to my suspecting, your docket's seriously stacked with cases, and some are basically perfect matches to mine. Even if I'm wrong on the last part, I've learned the first, is essentially a universal thing for judges, thanks to my being related to four retired federal ones. As I swore before, I had no clue we had that connection until a year after they retired, because Illinois government is obscenely corrupt, especially the child welfare and foster care division. Navigating that, just to get the papers which prove our link, was among some of the most intensively migraine inducing stuff I've ever done in my life. If I never have to relive it, I'll go to bartend for our Good Lord, a very happy woman. Pardon the religious analogy, but I used it, to close out the full scope on what drove my latest suspicion. Unless you or Captain Agler have questions on it, of course." Tynie testified. "Your Honor, I can attest to what she said about Illinois. As you heard, I returned from a similar mission from there; right before this case. She didn't realize it, but her analogy was more than just a first for me; that closed out her scope, it also verified my experiences with their government." Captain Agler added. "I've had the same ones with cases that started in the Illinois court districts. Mrs. Vantman, although you weren't aware of it, I considered your analogy the same way. Of course, it leaves me wondering, if you'll object to my using it, in an order for those districts to be investigated for corruption."His Honor redirects. "As long as my name, and those of all my family members can be kept out, no. I'm sorry Your Honor, but I don't want anyone you're having that done against to get anything they can use to support violent retaliations, especially not against the crash victims. They just got released from St. Lucia's four days ago, so they should keep their focus on recovering." Tynie disqualified. "Your Honor, I believe she's right. If it means, you put my name in, instead of theirs, so be it." Captain Agler defended. "Your Honor, if you go that route: I'll need consent to get status updates on him. It's a matter of my ethics, since he's essentially throwing his last breath on the line, for me and my family. Pardon my latest analogy, but it was the politest way, I could explain my understanding of his insistence." Tynie cautioned. "Mrs. Vantman, I haven't taken issue with any of your analogies. They've all been firsts for me, but your last one, explained why I have to order for you and your family to get those status reports. I'm aware you weren't certain, so it's fine." His Honor rebuffed. "Your Honor, can you make me and my husband Bobby primary on that? If so, can I ask for the records to show, my request came out because of my post in this case?" Tynie inquired. "Mrs. Vantman, yes, on both." His Honor affirmed. "Thank you, Your Honor. Now, I need to make sure Captain Agler understands how I define, Bobby and I being primary on the updates. He can call us, or have us called with them, regardless of the hour. All I ask in return is, if people get our voicemails, they say "I need you to call me back ASAP," and leave their numbers. I know it may offend Captain Agler's superiors, but he just got my full consent to blame my preference on my and my family's longstanding past with phone issues. What I said about the status reports will cover him needing this vouched or defended, too." Tynie explained. "Mrs. Vantman, even though we share a definition and past with phone issues, you and your husband aren't primary on defending Captain Agler. I am, because it's a core part of my orders, but I appreciate your candor." His Honor defied. Simply nodding, Tynie retook her seat, moments before Captain Agler.

Witnessing it, His Honor drew up the orders they discussed, and had them distributed. After they got secured, His Honor pondered "Mrs. Vantman, there is one thing, we haven't settled. How do I thank you, and your family for showing me a level of respect I rarely get?" Practically leaping to her feet, Tynie counter-proposed "Your Honor, it depends. Would you have a problem with, my coming up to shake your hand? If not, are you OK with it being on behalf of my entire family, so you're not crowded by your bench?" "Mrs. Vantman, that's a no and yes." His Honor replied. "She's good, damn good." Capt. Agler mumbled. Smiling, Tynie left her seat, just long enough to use the consent she just got. Approaching her, Captain Agler asked to shake hands, for the same reason. Granting his wish, she heard His Honor adjourn the case, and got an escort to Bobby's new Expedition. Loading into it, so he's driving, she exhaled a frustrated breath. "You kicked ass, baby. I know, you hate what caused it, but you can leave updating our family, to me." Bobby insisted. "Thanks babe." Tynie murmured. "Anytime." Bobby replied. Driving off, he brought today's events, current.


Battling traffic for an hour and a half, Bobby parks in their garage, secures it, and urgent texts his entire family. Receiving word everyone's on their way, he puts his phone up, and brings his wife inside. Locking up, Tynie grumbles "Dr. Perez is going to be pissed." "Babe, you don't have to worry about that. I'll tell her, my timing on this code red, was grounded in our sharing a past of phone issues with the fourth highest ranking federal judge in our district, and your deal to keep our names out of the corruption investigation he's ordered." Bobby dissents. Chastely kissing him, Tynie mutters "I owe you one." "We can settle it with some Jack Daniels, after I find out if Frank minds driving for any other code reds that come up today." Bobby absolves. "I'd prefer it, actually." Frank notions. Accepting that with nods, Tynie and Bobby head to their couch, where she gets the reclining section. Throwing it back, her husband's waved back by Anita, whom rises to get the cited drinks. Serving them, her back's turned on her spouse, who heads to get them a couple coffees. Rejoining him, she gets hers, right before La'Tario uses his emergency key. Flowing into the house, Burt's stunned, by how fast Tynie sacrifices her seat. "You're our family's elder, so this is a matter of avoiding my conscience kicking my ass. If you'll give me a few minutes, I'll get Bobby to trail me." Tynie desires. Quietly rising, Bobby waves his hand over their couch, as his in laws do the same for Jack and Lori. Slowly taking the seats, those four see Mack rush to ensure the house is secured. Upon discovering it is, he becomes one of several people who take seats around the family's injured members. "Tynie, I need you, Anita, Bobby, and Frank to forgive what I'm about to do. It's just, seeing you guys move with drinks in hand, lead me to believe it's only right, to delay Bobby's plan, long enough for us all to get drinks." Damian prays. "You don't need forgiven, brother. I was just about to ask a few of you to do that, but you didn't know." Tynie rebukes. "My baby and I are his backup, sis. I'm pretty sure I can get Alice, Ted and Kiki to do cleanup, too." DaJuan persists. "He didn't lie on my name, Kiki. How about you and Ted's?" Alice goads. "Nope." Kiki negates.

Arising to enforce their half of the newest deal, DaJuan, Felicia and Damian don't rejoin the others, for several minutes. Shortly after that changes, Bobby debriefs everyone, and offers to pull the papers from Tynie's purse. "I'd rather you not. Lord knows what kind of issues she'd have, if anything got on them, while she's obeying His Honor Waltham." Jeremiah balks. "About that, I've made a decision, that may piss him, Jack, Burt, and Bobby off. I'm liquidating the assets, and having the profits set to our account, temporarily. If they don't exceed the sticker price of my Expedition, I'm supplementing the 50/50 split inter account transfers with fifty grand each, and swearing it's due to what Bobby has to tell Dr. Perez." Tynie decrees. "I'd prefer she make it two hundred grand each, no matter what. She didn't know, but it's because of the timing, and her links to another corruption investigation." Bobby protests. "Bobby, this time, I'm the one who wants to avoid issues with my conscience. You two have given us the world, so the most I'll accept on your idea is, ten grand." Jack objects. "Same here, brother. Neither of you knew yet, so it's alright." Burt sustains. "Guys, there's an automatic hitch. You need to realize, I'm swearing to His Honor Waltham, your decision came out, to keep our risks of having the feds bitch, down." Tynie chides. "You have your condition, I have mine. Tynie, you need to understand: I've taken the timing of this meeting as grounds to act as your witness, do the required report ins to His Honor Waltham, and defend you to the feds." Dean reprimands. "I'm so far from arguing that, it's fuckin' scary." Tynie surrenders. "That makes two of us." Bobby counters. "Guys, you should wait until tomorrow, and use my Expedition to clear those orders. If His Honor Waltham asks, tell him it was because we don't know if anyone linked to the bastards being deported got Bobby's plates, or if they'll prove the retaliation concern Tynie talked about, right." Annalise counsels. "She's mostly right, guys. Dean may not like my advising against Tynie or Bobby taking liability for her car, because of the surrounding issues, though." JT hinders. "I was just about to say, them doing that's out of the question. You just referenced why, so as soon as I find out if they're OK with meeting by ten tomorrow morning, it'll be settled." Dean refutes. "Make it nine, and I'll segue in buying breakfast and coffee. I'd need you ready to swear to His Honor Waltham, my offer came out because of a traffic concern, to do that, though." Bobby declares. "No problem, brother." Dean claims. "Why does it look like Tynie's trying not to cry right now?" Jenni worries. "She's torn, between being glad we didn't lose any more family members to car wrecks, and hating that this is the second one that's involved one of hers cars. How it was timed, in terms of your household's marriages, makes it worse. She was the same way, when we lost my Yukon, which is how I know. Due to the concerns surrounding His Honor Waltham's orders, all we can do is: love her and let her decide if her Expedition gets replaced." Frank laments. "Tynie, let me see if an idea I just got, will make your decision easier. If you five are OK with this; since it'd affect an accounts in Frank and Bobby's names, Annalise's car, and Dean's schedule: He could swear to His Honor Waltham your car replacement's covered by the witness deal, but won't happen until after his orders have been cleared for a business week. That way, you can meet up to fix any problems that arise, before your new car hits Bobby's bank account, and Frank's insurance." Russ relinquishes. "Wouldn't it be better to double that timeframe because of Tynie's asset plan?" Keisha prods. "Sis, there's another reason. Frank had to total out Tynie's Expedition with Tom; the day after the wreck, so your advice would give his account more recovery time." Markus contends. "He missed a reason, guys. Dean stands a potentially high chance of answering to the feds for me, and God knows how many will be involved. If I knew what kind of money's in those assets, I'd be able to put a percent range on it, but since I don't, I need to learn two more things. Namely, what I'll owe him for blending all those grounds when he deals with the feds and His Honor Waltham; and if any deadlines are attached." Tynie disclaims. "Absolutely nothing, sis. You've kicked ass for us, as long as we've known you, so this is merely a returned favor." Dean refutes. "Ok." Tynie gulps. "I'm in, if Bobby and Frank are, guys." Annalise debates. "I am, and I believe you were right to make it so everyone heard it from me. Dean's learning now, my perspective is grounded in the fact, this is technically linked to major ICE operations." Bobby rejoinders. "Dean, again, that makes two of us." Frank reclaims. "Sounds like it's settled for now, guys. Now, I'd like to know if we can do anything to cheer Tynie up. If so, I'll take lead on it, because Dean was right. She's blessed us for quite a while, so it's only right for us to find ways of returning the favor." Tyler propositions. "I'd feel better if you and Tia follow my lead, brother. You see, I'm Tynie's oldest sister, so it's a way to show her I'll take every chance I get, to take care of her." Anita disapproves. "You guys should wait until our drinks are cleared from. Considering what's come out, and how it was timed, one of the absolute last things we need to risk is another ER visit. That's also why, I'm doing the insurance report ins, on everything we're discussing now." Clint reproaches.

Realizing he's right, the cleanup crew gets up to do that, which leads into the switch out Clint explained. Shaking her head, Tynie quietly glances at the family's injured members. "We know that look, sis. You feel horrible about our condition, and the fact, so much time's been spent on you. I wish you wouldn't, because our medical issues are temporary, and we have plenty of people we can call on for help. Besides, our consciences would've kicked our asses if you were stuck going from dealing with another federal judge, straight into basically slaving around." Burt pre-empts. "He's not lying, but he wasn't entirely clear. We'd all be heartbroken, if you risked an ER visit for any of us, especially since you have to go there for your checkups. We know you don't want that, so now, I need you to trust me. Trust me, when I say Tyler was right, we have everything we can control, under it. You'll be lead, with us, through whatever doesn't fit that bill, too." Jack redetermines. "Alright." Tynie breathes. "Dad, are you guys OK?" DaJuan wonders. "I'm worried, how Tynie's conscience is kicking her ass, will affect her cardioverter." Taia blurts. "Bobby, please forgive me, for advising against your bank account. It's just, I think you'd be best off, using a mix of it being involved on a couple levels, and her concern, to back making Tynie you and Dean's witness." Angela prays. "Sis, we agreed. You just didn't know yet, which is fine." Bobby sates. "Lori, is there anything on you or Jack's minds?" Bill goads. "I'm praying all goes well tomorrow, brother. We all deserve a break, from bullshit hitting." Lori answers. "Amen to that, babe." Jack confirms. "Bobby, I'm curious. Would you have a problem with calling a code red meeting at my house, if shit goes south tomorrow?" Jenni inquires. "No. I just need to know what I owe you, for allowing it so soon after you guys' honeymoons." Bobby hesitates. "A Sake King, next time I come over." Jenni names. "I can get it now, if you want, Bobby." Anita barks.

Leaning his head back, Bobby teases "That'd be great." Flinching a nod, Anita keeps her word, as Clint, Tyler and Tia grab the other drinks. Distributing them, Tia looks to Frank, whom curiously smirks. "Everything's fine, brother. I rewrote your restock log, and added pens to it, because it looked like the one that was used was almost dead." Tia reports. "Thanks, sis." Frank gratifies. Glancing between Burt, Lori, Taia and Jack, Clint extolls "Guys, I need to explain. Tyler and I got you rounds of Felicia's standard ChocoParadise coffee, because we didn't know when you'll need pain meds again. We know you aren't supposed to mix them with alcohol, but I noticed this house is low on sodas. Tynie had court today, so I can understand why their restock wasn't done. I grabbed one of the last Mountain Dews, because I'm about to ask if they mind me doing the restock, before we go home." "Depending on if we get called out to Jenni's, tomorrow would be safer. You can blame it on a mix of what we've learned, and how traffic gets at this hour, too." Felicia discourages. "She's right." Anita affirms. "Is it safe for me to order us HiroHama's?" Leah implores. "No. We don't know how far the defendant's connections go, or if any of them would be willing to poison our takeout. I'd much rather not risk us getting that "yes," when I can just as easily put a moratorium on it, until you're all texted with further notice." Liza nullifies. "Sis, that's my turf. When I report in to His Honor Waltham, you'll be credited with setting it up, too." Dean ascertains. "If he needs it verified, just have me called." Liza reminds. "Will do." Tynie taunts. "Guys, I've been thinking. We risked issues with the fire marshal's office today, and four of our family members are fresh out of St. Lucia's. So, we may be better off changing tomorrow's code red so only one couple per household goes to it, and a couple go to take care of Burt, Taia, Lori and Jack. If we do, we'd have to call a separate meeting to update them, but I could take Clint's spot on the restock." Mack renounces. "Guys, I think he's right. As a bonus, the people who aren't slated to go to that meeting or help those four could watch over our houses." Alice discovers. "We'd have to take Annalise with us, to make it work." Bobby interferes. "You are using her car, brother. So really, streamlining that, would make it easier to deal with the cops or Tom. I hope you don't need to, but still." Anita discredits. "Jack, you just found out why my baby and I will be over by ten tomorrow. We'll need Dad, and by that I mean Markus, to go to the meeting for us." Ted discloses. "Y'all, I'll put fifty million in cold hard cash, on that being a dual sided code. Half, translates to him believing it'd be too unsafe for our family's older members to do the care angle. Considering what Liza said about retaliation, and how some fuckers drive, I'm damn compelled to agree. The rest, translates to him getting a sense, I'll need Jeremiah, Flo, or Bill to come off retirement. We are liquidating illegal immigrants's assets, so now, I need to find some more stuff out. Namely, what I'll owe them, for picking who pulls their retirement, sets their security system to it's most sensitive parameters, and comes with us." Tynie gambles. "I think there's another side to it, sis. The safety angle, may also translate to, it being way too dangerous for Clint to do your restock, because of your connection. Even if I'm wrong, I'm more comfortable taking it over, and sending him to the meeting." Tyler presumes. "Good call!" Flo howls. "Sis, I'll tell you what. If you don't dispute Tyler's decision, I'll cover the pulled retirement angle, and it'll run you a fifth of Jack Daniels." Bill offers. "What's my deadline, brother?" Tynie probes. "The end of next month." Bill replies. "I may be able to cover it tomorrow, sis. It'd depend on packaging conditions, but we can make it a returnable favor." Tyler hesitates. "I'm making the restock, an urgent loan, brother. You didn't know, but it's due to the nature of today's meetup, and tomorrow's possible one." Frank rescinds. "Fair enough." Tyler submits. "Wouldn't it be safer, for Bill to authorize me, to watch over Flo and his house?" Russ wonders. "Russ, it kicks ass, you want to respect Bill, his marriage and his house. You just, must have forgotten the consent you want, was part of you guys getting urgent access keys to all our houses. There's no foul in us sharing reminders, but we can let that settle most of it. You'll have to set a time for your idea with Bill, though." Tynie disputes. "I'm willing to make it eight thirty, so he can get ready for your meeting." Russ confesses. "Sounds good to me." Bill pardons. "DaJuan, are you OK with me carrying that over to your house?" JT worries. "What would I owe you?" DaJuan asks back. "Let me have some of your brandy creamer in one of my coffees, and I'll call it cleared." JT abstains. "Deal." DaJuan claims.

Stalling today's business on that note, Flo turns their conversation, back to the next meal. Once a consensus, on brats with all the sides is reached, Damian, Davin, and Alicia head into the kitchen. Behind their backs, Liza, Dean, and Bobby prep the coffee table, leaving Jeremiah, Markus and Tianna to await a chance to get their next drink round. Delayed by roughly half an hour, that trio exits their seats in a chain reaction, aiming to use JT's drink idea for most of the family. Burt, Taia, Russ, Bill, La'Tario, Lori, Dean, Markus, and Jack will get standard coffee, so no one risks DWI's or violating Dr. Perez's orders. As they begin serving drinks, Tianna explains the decision, and gets a surprise. "Guys, unless I'm injured by us enduring this again: tell me you need me to get some decaf coffee, so I can reintroduce you to Frank's Hazelnut Paradice. Hell, I'll even swear to Dr. Perez, it's so injured people's risks of being falsely accused of abusing their prescription refills are kept down. We all know, pharmacists are getting real bitchy about that, but there's a hitch. If I lose another car, I'd have to borrow one, to make this happen." Tynie scolds. "Unless I'm the injured one, or my car's in the shop at the time: we can use it to collaborate on your idea, regardless of if you lose another car. You've already had it happen twice, so in my book, this is fairest." Jeremiah overrules. "Ok." Tynie reclaims. "Tynie's conscience, is still kicking the shit out of her." Leah realizes. "Sadly, yeah. She was absolutely right to advise we come up with ways of avoiding problems with pharmacists, though. They're state and federally regulated, but the charge nature would depend on a couple factors. If the drug's opioid or narcotic based, or there's more than a 30 day supply: the charge would be federal, otherwise, it's state. Either way, people with those kinds of prescriptions, or who want to buy anything kept behind the counter, must be carded. If they're not 21, they must have a relative who is: step in, sign an affidavit swearing the purchases are strictly for medical reasons, and that they understand the behind the counter stuff's limited, because of the meth crisis. I know because I overheard a pharmacist explain it to a customer with a holier'n thou attitude, when I helped get Burt, Taia, Jack, and Lori's prescriptions filled. Frankly, the obnoxious son of a bitch was fuckin' blessed I wasn't behind the counter. If I were, I'd have immediately taken his attitude as his way of admitting a plan to coerce me to violate state and federal drug regulations, then had him removed and banned from the pharmacy. Then, I'd have made sure the responding officers, the pharmacy's owner and everyone else on both payrolls understood exactly how fast they'd face Tynie's lawsuit style for fucking with me. You can blame those parts, on how our society and the NYPD have gone straight to hell, too." Tia regales.

Shortly nodding, Leah creates a chain of people returning to their meal, that Clint ends. Enveloped in silence before long, today's cleanup crew is joined by Kiki, for this round. After it, Tianna, Anita, Mack, and DaJuan take turns escorting the four injured people to the restrooms. Updating the family's trend on using those areas by doing so, Mack closes it out. On his way back to Alice, he detours to check on Tynie, whom frowns. "Tynie's alright, guys. Since she's battled her conscience; pretty much all day, I'm taking her place on the new deal with Jeremiah. It may not seem like much, but I'll ask Bobby to tell me, other ways I can stand in for her." Mack proclaims. "I'll do it, on a case by case basis, brother." Bobby resists. "You'll find out who we advise backs you, or whoever stands in for Tynie, the same way. Bobby may not like my decision, but it's because of my status on our insurance." Frank surmises. "I'm good with it, actually. You guys just heard why, too." Bobby defers. "You may be, but I'm not. I'm much more comfortable using you guys's decision as a guideline for our houses, and keeping you updated. You didn't know, but it's so you don't risk a stress related trip to St. Lucia's, and we keep our chances of insurance claim issues down." Jenni protests. "Sis, let me see if I've got this right. You want the mains on our insurance to do as Bobby said, and have their spouses cover my honey's angle. If the spouses are sick, injured or on medical restrictions: that part falls to someone else who lives with them, and is willing to defend it, on a moment's notice." Anita purports. "Yep." Jenni cites. "We can blend the two, ladies. All it'd take is, you understanding Bobby and Frank's decision covers this house, and we'll use Jenni's on the others." Burt admonishes. "Guys, if you need me to risk pissin' Dr. Perez off, long enough to come off retirement as your J.Y.D.: notify me or have me notified ASAP, even if it's two in the damn morning." Tynie offers. "We'll only do it as a last resort, sis. You don't need to risk being scared awake too often, or pissing off Dr. Perez enough to lose her medical expertise. If we left you taking those chances, it'd bring on a host of issues, we'd all prefer to avoid. Please tell me, you know what I mean by that, and why I'm not flatly saying it." Tianna recounts. "Like the back of your head, sis." Tynie implicates.

Allowing that line to adjourn today's business, Tynie's family spends a couple more hours together, before dispersing the meeting. Securing the house behind everyone who doesn't live there, she rejoins the ones who do, as they await news the others got home safe. Due to traffic, and how slowly Burt, Taia, Lori and Jack move, that information isn't texted for almost two hours. Sending understanding and good night wishes in a reply, Frank receives the last regard from the remainder of the family. Clipping his phone to his side, he updates his wife and in laws, whom lead him across the house.

Secluded, both couples resume their norms for winding down a given day. Unbeknownst to them, it continues a trend, that involves everyone but the injured couples. Aware of why, the bulk of Tynie's kin, eventually prepares for slumber. Forfeiting to it, they all snore through an unspoken discovery:

A day centered on aftermaths of another serious accident, ended without another emergency call out.