It's Sunday, remember?
Rowan opened the door and looked at Olivia with a hint of surprise. He did think she would show.
"It is Sunday. You asked me to dinner, I am here."
"Olivia, this is no way to talk to your father." Rowan said with mock hurt.
"Let me get your coat. You're going to love the wine I bought specifically for you."
Rowan laid out a roast with all the trimmings on the table and poured the wine.
"This is good." Said Olivia. "I don't think I have had this one before."
As they sat down to dinner, Rowan began to talk about his work at the Smithsonian. Olivia sat there and went through the motions by pretending to listen as her father rambled on about Pterodactyls, their flight patterns and their extinction. But really, Rowan was thinking about Jake's flight to Armenistan and the possibility of him being killed in action.
Rowan had felt for a while that Jake wanted out of B-613 and it made him very wary and very, very angry. Jake had asked him one time too many to assign orders to other agents instead of obediently doing what he was told. Rowan did not take kindly to what he considered insubordination and had threatened to put Jake in the dreaded hole at the Pentagon if he crossed him again.
Another thing that was bothering Rowan was that someone had downloaded top-secret files from at Wonderland. Those files could bring down B-613, obliterate the whole organization and land him in prison. Whoever had done the deed covered their tracks immaculately. Rowan had suspected that it was Jake but he would not make his move until he had concrete proof.
"Olivia, you might not believe me but I like Jake. I see a lot of myself in him.
You have to understand that he is a rare type of soldier with different sets of rules to life that will never be compatible what who you are." Rowan paused for a short while before continuing.
"What I am saying, Olivia is that Jake might not be the best partner for you. He is a loose cannon and he is very dangerous. You need someone a little more normal, if you don't mind me saying so."
"You are interfering, dad but if it makes you feel better, Jake and I are doing different things with our lives right now."
Rowan stared at his daughter and nodded but did not respond.
"Dad, You have been bringing up Jake in all our conversations of late. Why?"
"I am just looking out for you. Your happiness is everything to me," Rowan said as he got up and patted Olivia on the shoulders.
"You're wrong about Jake and you know it. I trust him with my life. You on the other hand…."
Olivia's phone rang midway through her sentence and she walked into the kitchen to take the call.
"Huck, stay in your truck and don't leave! I'll be right there."