The English countryside was beautiful and no one would be able to convince her otherwise, the rolling hills and sea of soft oranges and reds as the trees gave in Autumn, all under that bitter steel-grey sky and clouds weighted down with rain that fell in slow, heavy blots.
Sherbet yipped as the rain drops as they hit the window, Penny smiled pulling her eyes from the window and the dog as her bags began to buzz. With precise movements she slipped her hand in, wrapping long carefully manicured fingers about the compact, smiling as she snapped it open.
She was used to opening to different reactions, the job she was in led to a lot of situations and emotions, this was a new one though. The small hologram that her was not the Gordon Tracy she was used to; bright and vibrant and annoyingly garish. No, this Gordon was drawn and tired, almost lost.
She was a professional though, and her smile never wavered despite her concerns. He forced a small smile that never reached eyes heavy with hurt. She asked what was wrong, and he told her, he told her everything, there was a desperation in that voice that said he needed her to listen and she was happy to.
There had been an accident on a rescue, and now Scott and Virgil where in hospital, but it wasn't them, and John is pretty much gone missing and no one had told Brains and Kayo is ignoring him and Alan… Alan was broken and Gordon didn't know what to do and he was begging her to come save him before he drowned.