"If we're not back in two hours, send this to Secretary Heller. The address is there." Jack stood back from the computer and looked at them.

"Okay," Michelle replied.

Tony nodded to show his agreement.

"Alright." Jack began to walk towards Audrey, who was waiting by the door. "And be on your guard," he said over his shoulder. "Just in case."

He ushered Audrey out, and Tony and Michelle were left alone in Jack's hotel room.

There was another of the uncomfortable silences which had been plaguing them all day.

Tony cleared his throat, scratched his neck and headed for the bathroom. He found the first aid kit and some towels, a few of which he soaked in water, and made his way back to Michelle, who he found sitting on the side of the bed, staring into space.

"Thought we could do something about all that blood on your head," he said, holding up the towels.

She smiled. "Thank you."

Giving her a slightly hesitant grin in return, he knelt down in front of her and began to clean out her wound with a wet towel.

Michelle hissed and closed her eyes.

"Does it hurt bad?"

"It's like someone punched me really hard when I already had a migraine."

"Maybe it'll feel better when it's all cleaned up."

"I hope so."

They were quiet for a moment. Tony wiped the graze gently with an antiseptic wipe and began to apply the dressing.

Michelle opened her eyes.

"Tony... what are we gonna do?" she asked quietly. Her eyes kept looking into his and then anywhere but.

"Sit around for two hours and worry?"

"No, not..." She sighed and tried again. "What are we gonna do about us?" This time she held his gaze.

Tony paused, trying to read her expression. "I don't know. I guess it's up to you," he said finally, concentrating on affixing a bandage to her forehead..

She looked away, then back at his face. "Do you still love me?"

He withdrew his hand. "Of course I do, sweetheart."

Sweetheart. It had just slipped out.

Michelle suddenly seemed close to tears. "Do you want me back?"

Tony bit his lip. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he tentatively cupped her face in his hands. "More than anything."

"Enough to find a way to... to start living again?"

"Yes." And he pulled her towards him and kissed her.

He backed off slightly after only a moment to see her reaction, but she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down on the bed on top of her.