"And he said…"
"Becky?" Lindsay interrupted as she saw the figure sat on the floor outside the apartment door.
"Lindsay." Becky got up and hugged her sister tightly.
"Is everything okay? Did something happen?"
"Did something happen?" Becky stepped back. "You got sent a bomb."
"Why don't we take this inside so we don't scare the neighbours?" Danny suggested unlocking the door.
"How did you find out about that?" Lindsay asked taking off her jacket. "The only thing the news said was there a bomb threat at the lab. My name wasn't mentioned."
"I have friends at the FBI. They know I have a sister who works for NYPD." Becky stated. "Why didn't you call me?"
"There wasn't much to say." Lindsay shrugged. "I'm fine."
"Do you want some coffee Becky?" Danny offered.
"No thank you."
"You didn't tell Mom and Dad did you?"
"No. I caught the first flight out here."
"How long have you been here?" Lindsay asked.
"A couple hours. I called your cell but it was off so I called the lab they said you'd left and had the night off so I waited. Your neighbour gave me some coffee."
"We went to see a movie." Lindsay explained as they sat down.
"You're really okay?"
"I'm fine honestly. Tell her Danny."
"She's fine. Father Hannigan thinks so too."
"Father Hannigan?" Becky questioned.
"Danny's still trying to get over the fact that I went for a walk yesterday and ended up talking to a Catholic priest." Lindsay explained.
"You're a Baptist." Becky stated.
"I know. Father Hannigan didn't seem to mind."
"And what happened to not going to church again after Lennie died?" Becky inquired.
"That was a long time ago."
"Who is Lennie?" Danny asked getting slightly jealous.
"The dog we had when I was a kid. Clay hit him when he was backing up his truck when I was ten." Lindsay explained.
"She was so adamant that she was never going to church again." Becky explained.
"I got over it after about a month of refusing to speak to Clay." Lindsay stated.
"We had a nice funeral."
"Good."
"How long are you here for?" Lindsay inquired. "Aren't you supposed to be at school?"
"It's Veteran's Day tomorrow so I don't have to be back until Monday for two weeks until Thanksgiving."
"The couch is all yours." Lindsay told her.
"I don't want to intrude." Becky said.
"As long as you ignore the odd hours we have to work you can be here the couch is yours." Danny assured her. "Speaking of odd hours I need to go and charge my cell phone I'm on call at midnight."
"Do they know who did it?" Becky asked once he was out of the room.
"No. There is a fingerprint, I guess the FBI are running it through their database to see if it matches the signatures of any other bombs but I doubt it. Agent Howard is running down a list of anyone who could have a motive, but I'm a cop that's a long list."
"You do know he's investigating you don't you?" Becky told her.
"Agent Howard. Of course."
"It's how Xander heard about it and called me."
"And Xander is one the guys you know at the FBI."
"Actually he works for the A-USA's office." Becky said. "He thought I'd want to know."
"I wasn't going to tell anyone, it was easier that way."
"We're your family we love you." Becky gave her a hug.
"I know. I love you too."
"I guess I'm interrupting." Danny said when he came out of the bedroom with blankets and pillows.
"Don't worry." Lindsay told him.
"Just don't let her try to convince you to do the time warp." Danny suggested to Becky.
"Do I want to know?" Becky inquired.
"We went to the Rocky Horror Picture Show." Lindsay explained.
"Ah."
TBC