Bobby found that sleep wouldn't come. It was still dark outside and he had been staring at the ceiling for the last two hours. Sue was sleeping restlessly on the couch, having spent herself grieving for someone else's hurt. Sighing in frustration, he tossed the covers aside causing an annoyed noise to come from Levi's general direction. He got up and stood at the window where he'd been earlier in the evening. The night sky had shifted and he rested his head against the cool glass.
This was the worst part of a case, heck, of life. The decompression that comes after the adrenaline. Having to face the demons and fight them back. And they were always there. He placed his palms against the glass to feel the cooling effects against his hands. Pushing away, he began to prowl around the little house, his own restlessness driving him to move. After about the fifth circuit of the rooms, he stopped at the door of the little bedroom. He pulled up the chair he'd kept vigil in and sat. Hector's words came back to his head.
"Yeah, but did you ever want something so much, that you'd even hold on to a dream?" Tilting his head, he though about it. Caught up in his thoughts, he fell asleep.
A cold nose touched his face and he jerked awake, blanket flying. Bobby sat forward in the chair rubbing the back of his neck. He hated sleeping in chairs. Groaning, he gave Levi a head rub and stood to stretch out the kinks. He could hear Sue in the other room. A knock at the door revealed one of the sentries with hot coffee and pastries. Levi nosed toward the door and the Aussie laughed.
"Reckon I could take him out, mate?"
"Not a problem, sir. The grounds have been cleared and we are to stay out of your way until time for you to leave. Enjoy your breakfast." The soldier nodded and jogged back to his post at the end of the drive.
Bobby took the food to the dining area where he found Sue folding blankets and straightening their sleeping area. He waved to get her attention and she smiled.
"Where did you get that?"
"Fairy God-mum, don't'cha know. Just make a wish and poof. Hot coffee and—" he peeked in the bag. "Well, there's nothing good in there for you so I'll just eat it all."
Sue raised an eyebrow. "Am I going to have to use force to get breakfast?" She hefted a pillow.
"No, seriously, sheila, there's nothing in here—" he began backing around the table as she approached. "Well, okay, I might could spare a twist…" A pillow hit him. "All right, all right! I give up. Make me starve. I'll waste away to nothing, a mere shell of the man I was…"
Sue burst out laughing at the pouty puppy-dog look he gave her. "So, you think starving me will help? Not so." She reached out and snaked the bag from his hands. Looking inside, she gasped. There were enough goodies to feed the entire bullpen. She wagged a finger at him. "Just for that, I get first pick." She pulled out a gooey caramel pastry.
"No, not that one. Can't a guy get a break? That's my favorite kind," he begged, dropping to his knees.
"Nope. Sorry. But you can have the rest," she said pulling out a second gooey confection.
Just then, Levi trotted in and back out, indicating his need to go.
"Okay, boy. Let me put my shoes on and we'll go. It's okay to go out now, isn't it?" She directed the question to the tall agent.
"Sure enough. You want me to take him?" Bobby looked up from rummaging in the sack, powdered sugar all over his hands.
"No, I wouldn't want to get between you and that," she indicated the bag with nod and a smile.
He slapped a hand against his chest leaving a white handprint. "Oh, sheila, you wound me. Right here or is it here? Maybe here." Each here was punctuated with a handprint.
Sue laughed as she slipped on her shoes. Bobby didn't stop.
"You'd better hurry before the fashion police catch us. Those shoes don't exactly go with the outfit." He indicated the pumps and olive fatigues.
This tickled her so that she collapsed on chair laughing until her sides hurt. Levi jumped up impatiently. She sighed and looked at Bobby who just grinned. 'Thank you.'
"No worries."
Taking a deep breath, she felt released. No worries, indeed.