He stood in the door way for a while after she left. What ever it was, Macy new now and that at least made him feel safer if not better. Garrett was leaning over his desk, starring at a spot on the far wall. The stance it's self was enough to make Woody panic, but the glassy tears he saw when the other man turned as he knocked on the door nearly knocked him over.

"That bad?"

"Woody.."

"She won't talk." His voice was breathy and desperate and Garrett almost told him right then and there. "I know it's something. She looks like crap. She's not really sleeping..."

Garrett raised an eyebrow before rubbing his hand down his face.

"She keeps telling me it's stress. It's nothing.. It's everything.. I.." He looked towards the ceiling, trying to stretch the tension from his neck. "I'm trying not to push.."

Macy nodded slowly.

"She looked pissed." He gestured towards where she had gone.

Macy sniffed a bitter laugh, his shoulders bobbing up once before falling in defeat.

"I pushed."

"It's bad.."

"Woody..."

"I'm not asking." He looked at the ceiling again before turning towards where she had gone. "I'm.. I know it's bad."

"I always come at her full force." Macy mumbled, more to himself then Woody. "Authoritative and confrontational."

"Yeah.." Woody sighed. "That hasn't gone over so well for me in the past." He turned towards the door, making his way back out to the hall.

"Woody?"

"Yeah?"

"Watch out for her out there."

"Always." He smiled softly. "We take care of each other."

"Be careful, Woody." Hoyt nodded, giving Macy a long look before making his way out the door.

"Woody?"

"Kung Pow." He held the bag up like a shield. She shook her head slightly, her mouth opening and closing in confusion.

"Didn't I say no?"

"Yes.. but.. I.. may have.." He flashed her his best lip biting pleading wince.

"Totally disregarded my earlier statement and shown up at my door unannounced?" She grinned.

"Your light was on." He pointed to the window.

"I was passed out on the couch." She rubbed her face.

"You want me to go?" He asked raising one eye in an attempt to be even more charming. She raised an eyebrow. "A girl's gotta eat.."

"True."

"Success." Hoyt whispered cheekily, planting a kiss on her forehead before moving past her to the kitchen grabbing forks and the roll of paper towels.

"What do I owe the honor?" She asked nervously handing him the box as he settled down beside her.

"I missed you."

"You missed me..." She smirked.

"I barely saw you all day." Her eyebrow lifted. "I was stuck with Switzwer."

"Ug." Her eyes rolled back slightly. When they came back down he was holding up the spoon to her. She took the bite from him, leaning her head on his shoulder.

"Good?" He asked softly, kissing her head again.

"Perfect."