Granger got a text from Hetty saying: 'If you want to hang out, come by tonight. I'll be stargazing in the yard.'
That night, Hetty's house
Sitting down next to her, 'Nice night'.
'It is.' She responded.
Silence.
'You doing okay?' He asked.
'Yes. Mr. Hanna is helping with the mole search now.' She answered.
'Good.'
Silence.
'Are we okay?' He asked.
'I'm not avoiding you, I'm just busy trying to save my job.' She answered.
'I know. Just making sure.'
He then put his arm around her.
'Mmm. That feels nice.' She replied.
'Glad to know I can still do some things for you.'
'Mmm. I think I just saw a shooting star!'
'What'd you wish for?'
'The same thing I've been wishing for for a while.' She replied.
'To find the mole?' He asked.
'Something else.'
Then Hetty's phone rang.
'Hello? Slow down, I'm having trouble understanding you. Wait, oh my gosh that's amazing! How is she? You know what? Go! Go be with her! I'll tell everyone tomorrow!' Beep.
'That sounded great!' Granger said.
'Miss Blye woke up! That was Mr. Deeks on the phone.' Hetty responded.
'That's amazing!'
'I know!' And they both hugged.
'That's what you were wishing for, right?'
'Yes. And it was finally granted!'