Friday, November 19:

Station 51

Roy backed the squad into the bay and turned off the engine. As Brice started to exit the squad, Roy stopped him with a word. "Brice? I'd like to apologize for this morning. I was upset about the situation with Johnny and shouldn't have taken it out on you."

"Understood, DeSoto. Apology accepted." Brice nodded his head calmly, his expression never changing.

An irritated look of incredulity crossed Roy's face. "Brice," he began. Then shaking his head, he concluded, "Never mind."

Brice gazed out the window of the squad for a moment. "We function better if we don't become emotionally involved, DeSoto. There is a time and a place for everything." With that cryptic comment, he got out of the squad and crossed over to the kitchen, leaving Roy sitting with his head resting upon his hands on the steering wheel.

Cap noticed Brice coming into the kitchen alone. When Roy did not appear in a few minutes, Cap went in search of him. Upon seeing Roy's figure in the squad, Cap walked over. He leaned down to the window. "Roy?"

Roy looked up, his expression bleak. "I'm going to kill Brice. And then I'm going to kill Johnny."

Cap snorted. "I know the feeling, Pal. I know the feeling."