The trio of marshals paced impatiently at the airport, waiting for the delayed flight to finally be able to load. How long could it take them to work out a way around the bad weather anyway? And how much longer could the storms pound the area?
"I'm calling the office, seeing if Sam's checked in yet," Cosmo muttered, not able to stand just waiting any monger. And who knows, maybe Sam had already found Catherine and they were on their way back. Cosmo closed his eyes for a moment before pulling out his cell and starting to dial. Catherine had to be okay. Injuries, well, Sam could handle those, but if he lost her.... Cosmo couldn't even bring himself to thing of it. Out of all of the marshals, he knew the most about how close Sam and Catherine had once been, how despite the current distance between them, there were still invisible ties joining them together.
"Frank, Sam called yet?" Cosmo demanded the second the other marshal answered the phone. "Or any word about Cath?" Please let her have called in, called in safe and sound and wanting to let them know when they could pick her up at the airport.
"No word from Sam yet." Frank hesitated for a moment before continuing. "Cos, we did get a call about Cath about an hour or so ago though. You had the tones on your phone turned off or something?"
"Great," Cosmo grumbled as he looked down at the phone for a second in disgust, seeing that the ring tone had indeed been turned down so low he would have to be a dog to know someone was calling. "Knew I should have went with the vibrating model. Someone called about Cath? Where is she?" Let her be okay, let her be okay and just needing someone to come and get her.
"It was a hospital that called, Cosmo. Needed medical records for her." Frank closed his eyes for a moment, hating to tell them this, glad that Sam wasn't with them, that he wouldn't have to tell him that.... "Cos, she's hurt bad. They asked about next of kin and they suggested that any family who wants to come should hurry. It... it doesn't look very good, Cos."
Cosmo closed his eyes, his fist lashing out and smacking the wall as hard as he could, not caring that he would likely damage his hand worse than any possible part of the building. "Talk to whoever you need to. See about getting us on a chartered flight." To bring Catherine back on a public plane, that just seemed wrong somehow. Marshals needed to bring their own home. Was Sam there yet? If he got there and she was already.... He shouldn't have let him go alone, should have.... "Let everyone else know what's going on, Frank. Tell them to pray." He wasn't sure who needed the prayers more though.
"Cos?" 'Vannah said as he approached them, the expression on his face something she hadn't seen since Noah.... Her hand moved to her mouth and she felt a cold wave wash over her.
"It... it isn't good," Cosmo said softly with a shake of his head as he motioned for his two friends to follow him out of the waiting area. "Hospital called asking for medical records about an hour ago. She's hurt, it.... It doesn't look good."
"We have to get up there," 'Vannah whispered quietly. Law enforcement, you knew people could die easily but still.... "Sam...."
"Frank's arranging a private flight," Cosmo murmured, the little group huddled together protectively, shocked from yet another blow shattering their small family.
"She'll.... she'll need clothes," 'Vannah whispered. "Something nice." She closed her eyes for a moment, leaning back against Bobby as images came to her mind of Noah, of having to find something for him after....
"We'll go back to her place and get something, maybe that suit," Cosmo said quietly as they started to move again, heading for the parking area, huddling close together, needing the comfort of that nearness.
It was a much more solemn group that entered Catherine's apartment once more, silently slipping into the bedroom, no laughing or sound to break the tension, all three of them wrapped up in their own memories of another time much like this one, something that had prayed never to have to repeat. Cosmo moved to the closet, slowly opening it and extracting the suit, fumbling around looking for shoes to go with it as 'Vannah slowly opened the jewelry box and lifted out several appropriate pieces.
"What's this?" Bobby asked quietly, the sound of his voice causing his friends to jump as he held up something that they hadn't noticed before, a small crocheted blue blanket that had been laying on the side of the bed.
"Don't know," Cosmo muttered as he stared at it in puzzlement for a minute before motioning for Bobby to put it in another bag they had found. A moment later, 'Vannah came out of the bathroom, her hands full of various cosmetics and other female things.
"Do you want to leave that here?" Cosmo asked quietly, motioning to the bag they had packed what felt like a lifetime ago.
'Vannah shook her head slowly. "No, maybe...." They slowly headed out of the apartment once more, dreading what they were soon to face. "Do you think we could have her beside Noah?"
"She'd probably like that," Cosmo whispered, silently thinking how there was likely going to be a third tombstone needed soon.