In the car, she turns on the radio and hopes to learn something. Normally she would curse the press, but right now, and with no police radio, it was her only solution. Maybe I should always take a radio with me.

Chris is weaving into the traffic when Tan calls her.
"Hey, I just packed your equipment. Luna can wait in the command trailer or in your car. We have to be quick. According to initial reports, cops have opened fire."
Chris confirms that she understood and then immediately changes lanes. She completely ignores the honking behind her.

It feels like an eternity before she reaches the courthouse, but she is quick and almost arrives at the same time as the team.
While Hondo and Hicks run the scenarios again, she changes clothes and when she joins the team again she sees Hicks on the side of the trailer waving his arms wildly. He is understandably very upset and sometimes has to vent his displeasure.

Hondo is in the process of dividing everyone into smaller teams when Hicks joins them again. "Street will support us. His people are in there too, after all." Chris only half listens and focuses on not missing her position.
Hondo nods to Hicks and then looks directly at Chris. "Okay, Chris, Street, you're trying to get eyes inside the courtroom. Chris find a line of fire." he looks her in the eye and she nods. That wasn't what she wanted now, but it was good.
She would manage with Street. They had worked perfectly well together in the past and this time it should be no different. They just needed to pull themselves together and cooperate.

Chris had seen a staircase to the roof opposite the courtroom in question in the plans and she is now heading for it without saying a word. Street seems a little on edge too, but he follows her without arguing.
At the top of the stairs, Chris heads down the roof about half the distance and then sets up to get a clean shot. Street kneels beside her and uses the binoculars to help.
What they see both in the hall gives makes them hold their breath. "Is that...?"

Chris blinks briefly and then feverishly tries to find an alternative. The way everyone is arranged now, she couldn't shoot. That suggested that the three men with guns are really cops, or at least they used to be.
They have to watch helplessly as the three free the accused and then move on to Molly and her client.
"Don't do it," Chris whispers as Molly stands protectively in front of her client.
Next to her, Street shakes his head and mumbles "It must run in the family."

However, the two can hear over the radio that everything is going according to plan and that two teams are on their way to storm the courtroom from two sides. All they need is an overview of where each person is.

All of a sudden, Chris is focused again and passes everything on.
Despite everything, the film that shows a catastrophe continues to play in front of her eyes and she can only hope that nothing will go wrong.

Chris looks helplessly through her sight to be able to intervene in case of emergency, even if that currently means that a hostage might also be shot. She must have shivered slightly because she felt Street put a hand on the rifle.
confused, she turns her head to one side.
"Chris, take a deep breath. If you have to pull the trigger, so be it. Nobody will blame you."
Street looks deep into her eyes and she has to break eye contact. After all that happened, how could he still read her and, above all, calm her down?

She rolls her shoulders once and then is highly concentrated again. In her ear, she hears the last position confirmations of the teams and then everything happens like clockwork. Two stun grenades fly into the hall and 4 men in LAPD uniforms are arrested.
"Code 4" is all she needs to hear to swing her rifle onto her back and run down as fast as possible.

When she got downstairs, Chris hands Tan her rifle and gets Luna out of the car. As a greeting, the dog happily licks her face once and then stays close to her side.

Chris walks towards the entrance and keeps checking that Luna is really staying with her. It would be fatal to lose the dog in the hustle and bustle. Chris is about to praise her when Luna starts running ahead. When Chris realizes where the dog is going, the reproach dies in her throat and she watches from a distance as Molly kneels down and presses her face into Luna's fur.
After a while, Chris feels someone stand next to her. "The two have a very special connection."
"Yes," is all she can answer.
"Chris, I don't know how things will play out now. In theory, my job here is now complete, but I can't just go back just like that." Street pauses and examines Chris. He tries to read every little movement in her face to be able to interpret whether she is still open to a discussion or whether he should go straight away now.
Chris slowly turns to him and looks at him confused.
Jim raises his eyebrows and shrugs. "What?"
Chris shakes his head.
"Let's end this here and now and then we can still see if we have to talk or if it is better that everyone lives their own life again."
She says it softly but with a firm voice and then walks towards the command post.

Molly has observed the little interaction between the two and is now curious about how it develops.
But right now she first has to find herself again, talk to her client and then find out how the rest of the day will go.

When Molly is back in her apartment that evening, there is a knock on the door and Luna is standing in front of it, wagging her tail. So it can actually only be one person. With a smile, Molly pulls the door open and sees a slightly agitated Chris standing in the frame.
Luna immediately jumps around them. The dog feels the nervous energy too and Molly carefully pulls Chris into the apartment and towards the living room.
"Hey, what's up?" she asks carefully.

Molly pours two glasses of wine and then sits down next to Chris who is staring at her fingers.
"So why are you here?" she tries again.
Chris silently reaches into her pocket and pulls out a very crumpled piece of paper. She holds it out to Molly.
She recognizes the logo on the paper directly and has a faint idea of what she'll read on there.
"Are you sure you want me to read this?" Molly looks at Chris and when she nods, Molly takes the paper and reads:
Chris,
I have to leave sooner than I thought, but maybe you can call me?
So that we can talk.

Molly looks at Chris again and smiles. "Isn't that what you wanted? Talk to him?"
"What's that supposed to do now? He's back in Boston and then it's over." Chris sounds almost like a defiant kid and Molly has to smile a little.
"Chris, maybe it would help both of you, to first speak on the phone. You really put it all out on the table and to find a way to work out what this is between you and might even fix it." She immediately sees Chris wants to protest.
"Chris, you can't tell me you're done with the situation. And if you don't want to make a never-ending story out of it, drop him a message. Talk to him and try to make peace. Whatever that ends up being. "
Molly watched as Chris starts shaking slightly but still her gaze keeps steady.
"Chris?" she tries to get an answer in words. Luna also whines softly and puts her paws on Chris' knees.
Chris smiles slightly and strokes Luna on the head.
"I don't know if I can do that."

After Molly made her promise to think about it, Chris went back to her apartment to get a good night's sleep. Her subconscious made her dream about the last conversation over and over and she tried to change it.

To show a little more compassion, but in the end, it always led to this distance between them.