Chapter 2:
They were all sitting quietly at their desks, working and basking in the calmness. Sue looked up from her work, over to Jacks desk. He was making it look like he was concentrating hard, but she knew that his eyes were just glazed on the paper he was pretending to read. After the last case, they had all felt very run down, especially Jack. His tired eyes couldn't lie, as much as he protested that he was fine. He looked up from his paper and shot Sue a quick smile. She returned it, and then focused her attention elsewhere as she felt her cheeks redden slightly. A few minutes later, Bobby tapped her on the shoulder.
"Hey Sue, I was wondering if you could help me out with something, you know that 'project' I was talking about yesterday." Lucy quickly shot a look at Bobby who just smiled back. Jack looked up again and asked,
"What project?"
"Top Secret workings of the FBI. Sorry Sparky, its nothing, Sues just helping me out with something personal." Sue quickly looked at Bobby, her eyes begging him not to spill anything about what this was really about. Bobby's eyes just sparkled as Jack looked back and forth between them and Lucy just glared. "So Thomas, can I talk to you out in the hall for a second?" She nodded and went after him, as everyone's eyes following their path out the door.
"What's that all about?" Tara asked, looking at Lucy. They all knew, if it concerned Sue, she probably had the inside scoop of what really was going on.
"You don't want to know…" Lucy replied with a sigh. Jack felt a little uncomfortable. What does Bobby need Sue's help for? He wondered. It was all very strange but he figured his best friend knew what he was doing. It was probably nothing. Maybe he met some deaf girl and wanted some help with learning how to sign, or needed fashion advice. But whatever excuse Jack could think of, none of it made sense as to why Bobby was being so secretive about it. It's not like its any of your business Jack, what Sue does with her life, as he returned to his paper and tried desperately to cling on to any concentration he could find.