Megan awoke with someone sitting on the edge of her bed talking to Don. After a few blinks she saw Granger with not Hazmat gear on grinning at her like an idiot. "Granger?"
"We're idiots." Granger said with a smile. "All of us idiots…Charlie included."
"What's going on?" Megan was confused upon the highest level mostly due to the effects of the drugs.
"The FBI lab tested the Anthrax. And although it looks like Anthrax, smells like Anthrax and taste like Anthrax…"
"Not Anthrax?" Megan asked taking a guess.
"Bingo, came to get you as soon as you were cleared by the CDC." Megan smiled however her happiness was sort lived, she turned and puked. "That's the second time I've had to see you puke and let me tell you Reeves it's disgusting." Granger rubbed Megan's back, he felt sorry for her, and she looked like shit. "Well we've got terrorists to catch. I hope you don't mind, I broke into your place and brought you some clothes. Don's were easier to get, they were on the floor." Colby passed Megan a plastic bag, which she took, walked down the hall and found a bathroom to change in. She had to hand it to Colby he managed to grab her fairly decent outfit. Taking her good arm she undid the tiny strings on the gown and let it fall to the floor. The jeans and socks were easy enough however the shirt was another story. It took her the better party of twenty minutes to get it on, to stop crying and to put her sling back on. Once she felt composed enough she walked into the hall where Don and Colby were waiting. "You clean up nice, well lets get you home."
"Home? I thought we had terrorists to catch?"
"Megan your in no condition to work," Don said with an arrogance Megan had never heard before.
"Don't make me punch you in your broken…" Megan didn't get to finish her threat; she doubled over and puked again.
"Want to argue with me a bit more or do you want to go home?" Don asked while several people stared at the scene.
"Go home," Megan said as Colby and Don led her out to the car. She settled into the back seat and realised that she was no used to the team in her state. "Don I can't go home," she admitted. "I can't be alone, these drugs are taking me for a loop."
"Okay," Don thought for a moment. "Okay, drop me at the office and take Megan to Charlie's."
Megan nodded in agreement and was silent until Colby pulled up in front of the Eppes house. "You okay?"
"Fine."
"Really?"
"Yes." Megan smiled as Colby gave her a reassuring pat, then she walked up and knocked on the front door where Allan greeted her.
"Don called ahead and told me you were coming," he announced leading Megan into the house. "I've got a cup of tea waiting and I dug up a heating pad for your shoulder." Megan smiled thankful for Allan's enthusiasm. "Please tell me Don doesn't look like you. I'm sorry sweetie but you look like hell."
"I feel like hell."
"I've got the couch all set up for you." Allan led her over to the couch and passed her a bucket, "Just in case. I'll let you get some rest, call if you need anything."
"Thank you Allan," Megan said as he placed a blanket over her body. For the first time in days she fell asleep quietly.
Allan spent the day checking in on Megan. She'd woken up twice and thrown up but her stomach had seemed to settle enough to get some crackers down. She was sitting reading a book when Don, Colby and David came into the house. They came in oddly, David stopped at the door, Colby stood in the hallway and Don came in and looked around suspiciously. "Donnie what is going on?" Allan asked
"Travis Sinti," Don said looking straight at Megan. "Last year he said he hated being analysed. He pushed you into the wall, gave you a concussion. Ring any bells?"
"He's connected?"
"Megan he's trying to kill you."
Megan gave Don an odd look. "You're kidding me?"
"I wish I was." Don took a brief glance back at his dad. "We're taking you to the office, it's the safest place to be." Don didn't want to admit it but he was worried about Charlie and his dad as well as Megan. "He did six months for the arms charge we busted him and his terrorist group moved to peddling weapons in Italy they are moving back to hits in the US and are starting with you."
"Dammit," Megan said rubbing her eyes; she just couldn't catch a break. "Alright, lets go."
"Granger," Don said getting Colby to pass him a heavy object, a flack jacket, he passed it to Megan.
"I'm too tired to argue with you," Megan said putting on the vest. "Now can we go?"
Don laughed and handed Megan her weapon he knew she would want it given the situation. When they were out of earshot of Colby and David, Don leaned in. "Are you feeling okay?"
"No." Megan saw the distraught look on Don's face. "I'm trying honesty. How is it working?"
"It's a little scary."
"I think now is the time to be scared," Megan got into the car and curled up yet again. "I have a selfish request."
"What is it? Anything you want."
"Can I sleep in my office?"
"Better, you can sleep in my office." Don wanted to keep an eye on her and misery loves company. "Just don't throw up on my carpet."
Megan laughed. She was pretty sure she was finished throwing up but she was still tired and needed sleep or she was going to get worse. As they drove Megan felt a concern growing, because of her she had put Don in danger and now she had Colby and David in bulletproof vests. "Sinti has rage control issues with a short fuse there is no telling what he is capable of. He must have planted the fake Anthrax knowing that the FBI would get involved." Before Megan could go onto her next sentence she noticed that they were being followed. "Guys don't turn around. Colby check the rear-view black Jetta tinted windows it's been following for two blocks."
"I see it," Colby said keeping the car at a normal speed. "Don what do you want me to do?"
"Just keep…" Don wanted to say just keep driving but the Jetta pulled up along side their SUV. "Slow down, get behind it." Don pulled out his gun and cell phone. "David you got the plate?"
"I…" David got down when the Jetta occupants open fired on the car causing Colby to swerve. After a few shots the SUV flipped over the guardrail and rolled to a stop on the other side.