The next morning, Frankie arrived back at the hospital and walked into the room where Will was chatting with Standish and laughing. Standish looked a lot better, but was definitely still more tired than she was used to seeing him. Even on days she beat him in training.
"Well..you guys seem grossly happy. Did you actually sleep?" Frankie interrupted.
"Oh yeah I did...they gave me some real good drugs too." Standish said, holding out the "real" for a beat longer than necessary.
Will laughed.
"Sounds like they haven't quite finished wearing off yet either." Frankie said.
Standish shrugged.
"So your mom's flight just landed. Ray sent a car for her so she could get here faster, she'll be here in less than an hour." She continued.
"Thanks."
Frankie nodded and headed out of the room and Will got up and followed her.
"You get any sleep yourself?" He asked her.
"Why, do I look that bad?" She laughed, giving a partial eye roll.
"Wha..no." Will corrected, though that was half right, she did look like she hadn't slept well in days.
She smirked and shrugged. "I'm good. So Ray called and said once Anita shows up here we have a meeting at his office, about 10:00."
"Yeah he told me."
"Ok. Good."
They stayed silent for a minute, without discussing the events of Prague things were still a little awkward between them. Frankie put on her best neutral face. Will was sitting in silence for once, Frankie knew it had to be killing him but she was also grateful he wasn't forcing it. Maybe she'll tell him that someday.
A few minutes later Jai and Susan showed up, toting coffee and donuts.
"Ooh Donuts!" Will said.
"I hope your planning to sneak one into the kid or he's going to be pouting all day." Frankie suggested. Susan smiled at Frankie, then looked at Jai.
"Do it, Do it." Susan said cheerily. Jai smiled.
"Frankie. Susan! We can't just..." Will started to lecture, then decided not to. Then looked at Jai. "Fine. And it wasn't my idea!"
Will had to call the last part out because Jai was already heading down the hall.
"Ohh you rule breaker." Frankie teased.
"No coffee!" Will called to Jai again. Jai sat the cup down on a nearby chair and kept walking.
About forty minutes later, Anita Standish walked into the hospital full speed ahead. She rounded the corner to find the three teammates waiting for her. Frankie only knew what she knew about his mom from her intel back when she was chasing him down for the CIA, and then everything else was from things Standish had said over the past eight months, which wasn't a whole lot.
"Mr. Prince, Ray, said you would all be here. Now can someone please tell me what happened?" She asked them. She was kind, but there was a fire in her eyes.
Frankie looked at Will. Standish never told his mom, as directed, about his job other than that he worked for the government. Anita knew it had to do with computers. So for her, getting a phone call that said her son had been stabbed and knowing it had to do with work wasn't at all what she ever expected to hear.
Frankie introduced herself quickly and then Will, who then introduced Susan. Susan gave her a brief hug.
"What happened to my son?" She asked again.
Frankie again looked at Will. He was better at this.
So Will spent a couple of minutes giving her a very vague explanation about Standish being a hacker for the government, and that he'd made some enemies from it. He couldn't give her the details. Frankie knew Will hated lying, so he tried to stay as close to the truth as possible without revealing much. Frankie looked to Susan, they both weren't completely sure Anita bought the explanation, but she didn't ask for any more information. Right now, she was only concerned with going to see her boy.
"I'll walk you there." Frankie told her, she found herself liking his mother and she also figured the more distance she put between her and Will the longer she could go before she had to have the dreaded conversation about their kiss in Prague.
"Not to sound insensitive...but how was your trip?" Frankie asked. She didn't do small talk, but right now anything sounded better than letting her mind keep wandering back to Will.
Anita smiled. Frankie was also trying to distract her, and it worked.
Frankie came back to the waiting area a few moments later, finding Will and Susan in a conversation that died down when she approached.
"The question is, how patient are you willing to be?" Susan asked Will, before looking up and noticing Frankie.
"We're just..worrying about finding Alex." Susan said and gave her a soft smile. She wasn't a great liar either, but a sleep-deprived Frankie didn't question her. Frankie only nodded, despite knowing that was likely not what they were talking about.
Will normally loved dishing to Susan, whether it was Frankie related or not. But now he really didn't want to, this was between Frankie and him. But it was Susan, and she knew things. Luckily, other than a few words of advice she didn't badger him about it. Of course, that was likely because she was close with Frankie too.
Frankie picked up another donut, and they all finished off the coffee before heading back to Standish's room.
"Knock knock. How's it going in here?" Susan asked.
Standish shrugged as Anita sat back down in the chair.
"Talking her off the guilt train." Standish said.
Anita shot him a stern look.
"Hey, it's true."
"Well I rarely go on those work trips, and here I leave and you get hurt. That's not a very good sign."
Standish just sighed. He was twenty-six and worked with a team of spies. He was going to get hurt, it was only a question of when. Not that he'd tell her that.
Frankie let out a breath. Looks like she wasn't the only one who felt guilty when there was absolutely nothing that could've changed things.
"Come on. It would've happened anyways. How often am I actually home? It was a work trip mom, not like you were out gambling in Vegas." Standish joked.
"Oh, I know that Eds, and I can accept that. But it took an entire day to get here. I could've been too late."
Standish covered his face with his hands at the nickname, and Will put a hand on Anita's shoulder. "Hey." Will tried to think of the right words to use because he couldn't exactly explain everything. "If the surgery wasn't going well, our guys would've had a jet to you and you would've been back here in record time."
She nodded. It didn't necessarily help, but it was a start. Frankie wasn't sure what the point was of coddling people in general, but she had seen the comfort it brought to his mom when Will spoke, so maybe it was worth something. The problem was, any of them could die out in the field without even a chance to make it back home in the first place. What then?
"I like her." Frankie said.
"Hey good, I'm sure he'll love it if you were friends with his mom."
"Ok let's not jump the gun here, I just met her."
"Hey, you liked me right away!" Said Susan from behind them.
"Yeah well, you are pretty great."
"Ha! You're right, I am."
Will laughed a bit before he turned to Frankie. "Wait, so if we're mom and dad..."
"Not that again." Frankie sighed loudly, rubbing her forehead.
"No but he gets two moms. That's nice."
"I am not his mom."
"Work mom. You know, how people have work wives, that sorta thing."
"Work wife? You better not be calling me that behind my back."
"Of course not, I wouldn't need to go behind your back. Wait, was that permission?"
Frankie rolled her eyes. "Yeah Will, sure."
"Really?"
"No."
"Fine."
Susan and Jai just walked behind them sighing loudly at their bickering.
Jai leaned over to Susan. "I think I liked it better when they were abnormally quiet earlier."
Frankie and Will made it to Ray's office about twenty minutes later. They took a seat and noted Ray was in serious mode again. It was always a rare day when he wasn't cracking a joke.
"We've got a list of four locations Ollerman used to reside in. He may not have hit the ground after he jumped, but he had to land somewhere and the fall had to injure him. He's not going to be one hundred percent. So if we find him, he's going to have back up. But this is definitely our best shot.
"Probably why he didn't take Standish with him for leverage, or stay longer to make sure he killed him." Will commented.
"I don't know..he seems to plan out everything. I agree on all accounts but if Standish is alive, he probably wanted him that way, as a message." Frankie countered.
Ray nodded.
"Unfortunately I was told that we're splitting the team up for our search."
What?" Frankie asked. Will looked at her, and then at Ray worriedly.
"Director Casey wants this taken care of quickly so we can move on to other assignments. You and Will are going to take a small unit each, and Jai's going to provide technical back up until Standish is released. Susan will go with one of you, but there will be about five of you each. But don't worry, we'll all be connected over coms."
"What about you?" Will asked.
"They didn't approve of me in the field for another week." Ray pouted.
"It's ok, I know you want to get him but it's for your own good," Will said.
Ray half-heartedly shook his head in agreement.
"You'll check two locations each. For the sake of our team's career, try not to go off-book too much okay?"
They both agreed, but they also liked working with their own team better. She knew Will had her back and vice versa.
Susan and Jai met up with them outside Ray's office two hours later. They'd all freshened up and were ready to go. It was decided Susan would go with Frankie's team as that unit had one less agent.
"Ok, stay on comms. If you need to change course, tell us first." Will stated.
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Jai set up a work station in one of the conference rooms and Ray came in to sit across from him. Both ready to guide the two teams out of trouble if needed.
"Be careful please!" Ray called out as the three of them were leaving. Will and Frankie knew he didn't mean them, that was solely for Susan, who gave him a look back and nodded.
Two hours later, the two teams were both moving in on their second location. The previous one Frankie and Susan's unit found looked to have been abandoned. They did a thorough search of the entire warehouse and collected whatever they could find that would help them assess Ollerman's previous plans.
Will's team also had found an empty building, but it wasn't abandoned nearly as long as the other Frankie's had. They gathered up the data they could find. Some of it looked similar to the more recent activities Ollerman had been involved with before he sent them all to Prague.
Now heading into the second location, Will wasn't hopeful they'd have any more luck. Ollerman wasn't going to go somewhere he'd been before, not right now. But this was what Casey had requested. As a sanctioned mission, they had to rule out every location they'd found. True to his thoughts, his team found an empty old house and nothing but dead ends. He called it into Ray and Frankie. It'd been two minutes though, still no response from Frankie or Susan.
"Frankie? You guys there?" he tried again.
Another minute passed. His team looked at him as worry began to show on his face. Finally, the comm crackled.
"Sorry, that took a few minutes."
"What?!"
"Well...it's not him. Sorry. But we found some guards and a couple of his men."
"Everything okay?"
"We're good. They're all down...well some of them are tied up." Frankie said, shrugging. Susan smiled.
"Good work. Meet you back at the office?"
"Yeah."
An hour later, they all met outside of Ray's office and headed into the conference room. Casey's two units took the men Frankie's team found down below for questioning. That fourth building had a smaller locker of weapons and a generous amount of cash. Unfortunately, though, Will had a good sense they weren't lying when they swore that they hadn't seen Ollerman in weeks and didn't know where he was.
Ollerman knew how to hide. They'd red flagged him and all airports were on alert as soon as the call came in from Will about Standish's voicemail. But Ollerman likely had his own way out if indeed he planned to leave the country.
"What about his wife and kid that he was perfectly happy cheating on?" Frankie asked. "I mean, he seems perfectly happy holding our team hostage. Think he'd show up if we grabbed them?"
Will shook his head. "Even if that got approved, we'd be stooping to his level."
"I'm not exactly opposed to that. This needs to end. It's not like we'd actually hurt them."
"And he'd know that. Besides, message or not he went after Standish because of Tina. Take his kid? It's only going to get worse. No, we need to find him ourselves."
Frankie sighed. "Fine. Okay. So what next?"
"Nothing." Ray stated.
"What?"
"Casey says Ollerman is clearly in the wind and so long as he's not actively threatening our team, we need to move on to other missions, just as soon as Standish is back in the game. Until then, we've been ordered to take a week and clear our heads. Take a bit of time to ourselves."
"But..." Frankie started.
"Frankie...it's fine." Will told her. "We all want this to be over. And it will. We'll get him, but that day isn't today."
She nodded. Will knew what to say, and he was right anyways.
They arrived early the next morning to check on Standish. Standish told them he'd be released soon, and Anita sternly told him only if he went home and rested as directed. Will told Standish that he was not allowed to come back to work for at least a week after release. That wasn't unexpected, but Standish still wasn't completely happy about it. He'd come a long way from the guy who wanted to stay in the safety of his computer station after the fall from that roof months ago. He'd been stabbed and on the brink of death just a couple days before and yet he wanted nothing more than to get back to his team and help them find the son of a bitch who did this.
Everyone left the hospital except Anita. The team all seemingly headed home, ready to take some time to themselves after a rough night of searching that lead nowhere.
Frankie and Jai, however, had other plans. They got to the dead drop by 10:00 AM and met the cleanup crew. At least one thing seemed to be going right. Frankie was more than happy to sit and drink her coffee at the bar, she watched Jai leading around the crew, making demands at each corner. Luckily the office upstairs, which mostly was just used by Will, didn't get damaged much in the fight. One less thing that had to be repaired.
Frankie was three quarters the way through her coffee when the sound of the door opening grabbed her attention. She was on edge after the Ollerman incident, and like with Jai, she was ready to deal with whoever was walking in uninvited.
She sighed with relief. Susan and Ray.
"Oh, it's just you." Frankie pulled her shirt back over her gun.
"Uh yeah...what's going on Frankie?" Susan asked.
"I could ask you guys that since you're here." Frankie teased.
"I had some of my work upstairs, was going to grab it and we were close by. Now stop stalling."
Frankie shrugged. "Well as you can see, Jai and I called for a repair job, though Jai's really going crazy with it. It's kind of his thing."
Both Ray and Susan looked at Frankie, surprised a bit.
"Hey, you didn't ask me first? I'm offended you wouldn't get my approval," he said, joking. After a beat, he continued. "Wait, did you get any approval?"
Frankie gave him an eye roll. "Of course. I already called Director Casey, and at least for now, we got the all-clear."
Jai came into the room. "That's true. She called him. I mean, after she already called for those guys to come to give us a bid, but she definitely called him."
Frankie gave him a dirty look. "Thanks, Jai." He just grinned.
"Whatever! This is awesome. Look at you doing something nice for our team. I could hug you." Susan started.
"Look, let's not make a huge deal over it okay? It'd be just as much work to find a new place and I don't know about you guys, but I happen to like it here."
"Oh, Frankie...Why didn't you tell us?"
"She was going to after it was done." Jai piped in.
"Ohh like a surprise. Ha!" Ray said excitedly.
Frankie couldn't help it, she smiled a little bit.
"Whatever, you guys are annoying. Now go get your stuff and let me drink my coffee." She said, but there was affection in her voice. "Oh! And don't tell Will!"
Ray took off upstairs and Susan laughed and patted Frankie's shoulder.
