"Sit down, John, I won't bite" Gina said quietly, trying to lighten the mood. He sat but said nothing.
"Look, I'm sorry about what happened, but you should know it's not your fault. I'm not sure why exactly I went so ballistic. I guess for once I let their threats get under my skin…I just want to protect you and everybody. Hello? Anybody in there?"
Munch stayed silent, causing Gina to grow increasingly impatient and annoyed.
"John, you have to say something."
Silence.
"John? John, knock it off."
Still nothing.
Gina hit the table, hard.
"John! Take your shaded glasses off and look at me!"
Surprisingly, he obeyed almost instantly…his eyes glistened.
"John?"
"What, you're the only one who can break?"
"It's not your fault. I'm fine"
"Don't give me
that…"
"John, I'm here, I'm alive. As long as all of you
have taken precautionary measures, I'm talking. I know Elliot took
care of his kids already, and all of you are working and have details
outside your places," Munch shot a surprised look, "yes, you're
Big Brother is watching you even more…they'll be gone once this
is over, don't worry." Gina gave him a half-smile. He returned it
with a smirk.
"So are you going to tell me what's going on or what?" he asked.
Gina nodded, took a deep breath, and began.