Not the time
Post-Internal Displacement.
'Danny – I'm sorry I ran out on you, but I'm guessing you know why now. Things are crazy here, I don't have time to think. Can this wait? Until after I'm done here? I want to think about it, about you, I just cant right now. – CJ.'
Danny read the email again, it could have been worse. She could have said no. After all he had waited seven years already, what was another few months? He wanted to reply, but wasn't sure what to say. He wanted to be there for her, but without her thinking he was trying to push her into anything. He was ready, ready to move on with his life, but she wasn't yet. So, he'd just have to wait for her.
'CJ – You don't have to apologize to me for doing your job. Take your time. I get that you're under a huge amount of pressure right now and I don't want to add to that. I'll be here when you're ready, or even if you just want to talk to someone out of the building. I'm told I'm a good listener. Don't forget to take care of yourself - Danny.
It was 1am and CJ was still sat in her office, she noticed an email enter her inbox. It was Danny. Reading it she realised how easy it was to forget how she felt about him when he wasn't around. But now he was making it hard for her to forget. This wasn't the time though. This was the time to get things done.