Reva pulled her car up into the driveway. Stepping into her house, the place was quiet. Much too quiet. When had her life become so lonely? With Marah in Paris… Shayne in L.A… And stupid Josh… No, she wouldn't think about him right now. Sandy was really all that she had left. And now… Reva sighed as she locked the door. She needed to sleep. She just needed to get some sleep.

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"Why are you and Jeffrey suddenly off of the Salerno case?" Harley asked, looking over at Gus who had just walked through the door.

"We're not off of the case…" Gus answered.

"Than why did some Assistant Director of the FBI call me and tell me that I have to do surveillance today… And all alone…"

"I've been assigned to a more urgent matter…"

"And Jeffrey?" she asked.

"It's a long story…"

"I have time…" Harley said. "I'm not due for surveillance for another…" She glanced at her watch. "45 minutes…"

"Believe me on this one, babe…" Gus said. "You don't wanna know…"

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Jeffrey was half-asleep in the chair by Sandy's bed, still gripping Sandy's hand in his own, when Sandy stirred awake.

"Sandy…" Jeffrey mumbled, realizing that he'd been about to doze off.

Sandy forced a half-smile through his pain. "You… wear it… like that… just… for me…" he said.

Jeffrey looked down to realize that he'd never finished buttoning his shirt. "Yeah…" he said, smiling slightly. "Just for you baby…"

Sandy tried to sit up again, but just like earlier, it only caused him to groan in pain.

"You want me to get the doctor?" Jeffrey asked, suddenly worried.

Sandy shook his head no.

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It seemed like he had been running interference all day long, and still he had more to do. The Assistant Director looked over the five people standing in front of him and spoke. "You are all on the CSI team from the Foster case?"

"Yes…" the oldest one spoke up.

"There is something that you all need to understand. It is absolutely vital that you not discuss Agent O'Neil's undercover status with anyone… Except for Cooper and Aituro…"

"But, what about the cops?" another asked.

"Have you told?" the Assistant Director asked, instantly worried.

"No… but…"

"Then don't…" he replied. "Nobody else on the police force needs to know about this…"

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"Are you sure?" Jeffrey asked.

"Tired… of sleeping…" Sandy said.

Jeffrey sighed, just looking into his eyes. "I'm sorry that I wasn't here earlier…" Jeffrey said.

"You… OK?" Sandy asked.

Jeffrey didn't really understand the question. "Yes… Of course…" he said. "You're the one in the hospital bed…"

"They… mentioned you…" Sandy said. "I was… afraid…"

"What?" Jeffrey said. "Who mentioned me?"

"The men…" Sandy said. "The men… who…" Sandy looked up into Jeffrey's eyes as tears came to his own.

"Shh…" Jeffrey said. "It's OK, baby… I'm right here. They can't hurt you any more… You don't have to say anything if you don't want to, OK… Just rest…"

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