"We all need somebody to lean on, If there is a load you have to bear that you can't carry, I'm right up the road, I'll share your load, if you just call me"-Bill Withers
John sat on her bed as he waited for her to get home. He knew what she was up to she was trying to take on HR by herself. He didn't care about the consequences he was going to make her let him help.
He was brought out of his thoughts when her bedroom door opened. She scolded him for 20 minutes about his breaking into her home all the time and getting in her business and telling him she could handle herself.
When she finally realized that he wasn't going anywhere she went about her business getting ready for bed. When she was finally done getting ready for bed she walked out of the bathroom and glared at him. When that didn't work she dramatically sighed and put her reading glasses on and got under her covers.
She then told him to get comfortable so he removed his jacket and took off his shoes and moved up to the head of her bed and sat next to her with his back against the pillows and the headboard.
He watched as she reached into her nightstand and pulled out three folders crammed full of papers and pictures and dropped them in his lap.
They spent the rest of the night going over all of her evidence and her plan to turn the Russians against HR. At some point they must of fell asleep because he woke up in the middle of the night and found Joss curled into his side.
He gently removed her glasses from her face and flicked off the light and laid back down and put his arms around her.
She needed him right now and he was going to be there for her. Because if he sat by and did nothing as she started a war and she got hurt or worse he would never forgive himself.
He kissed her forehead and his eyes drifted shut.