Leland opened his eyes and looked around the room. Finn wasn't there, but a woman was. He knew he had met her before, but he couldn't remember anything else about her.

"A -A Karmann Ghia has... n-no r-radi-radiator." He stammered.

"That's because it's air-cooled." Now Leland remembered her. She was Finn's new partner.

"You're Holley, right?"

"Yes." She smiled at him. She was always cautious when dealing with Leland, who could lose his temper at any moment. But he seemed passive today, and lucid as well.

"Where's Finn?"

"He had to go home to get some rest."

"Really? He almost never leaves..."

"That's actually why he had to. He got so worn out... He needed to just take a break. He cares so much for you."

"I know. And all I do is do his head in."

"Aw, I wouldn't feel bad if I were you."

"Why?"

"Because it's not your fault you got hurt like this." Leland shook his head.

"A good agent gets what he can, then gets out before he's killed." That's what they were always told in MI6.

"Leland, your injury was under extraordinary conditions! You're brave just for taking it on! And you almost... you almost..." He closed his eyes and shook his head.

"Don't -Don't say it. Please, I think about it all the time when I remember what happened." Holley was quiet.

"Can -Can you help me into me chair, love?" She nodded. He pointed at the hospital wheelchair sitting by the window. She brought it over to him, and he looked at it and sighed.

"I'm getting discharged soon. Me bad side's stuck like this..." He reached out and touched his contorted arm.

"I'm gonna have to face the real world like this, and I'm bloody scared." Holley pulled him into his chair, then adjusted him.

"Really? Finn hasn't-"

"Finn doesn't know. I haven't told him yet."

"Why?"

"Because he'll go and retire from MI6 the second he hears I'm getting out. 's part of why I'm scared to leave hospital." Holley sighed.

"I didn't want to accept it, but I think retirement might be what's best for Finn." Leland's eyes widened as he suddenly flopped over.

"Oh! Oh my...!" Holley helped him back into a sitting position!

"Bloody hell! I forgot about the harness."

"Harness?"

"I can't sit up well because of me bad side, so when I'm in this bloody thing they have to strap me down like an invalid! I used to be in such fantastic shape when I worked for MI6, now look at me!" Leland pointed with his good hand to a beige series of straps sitting on the nightstand's lower shelf.

"There it is, I'll talk you through it because somehow I'm managing to remember how it works today. Guess me poor brain's having a good day." Holley held it up for him to look at. He pointed to the largest strap.

"That goes around me waist. The two little ones, connect the right one to the right side of the big one in the front, and then connect it to the left side in the back. And vice-versa. It should look like suspenders in the front and an 'X' in the back." He gave a relieved sigh as she strapped him into place.

"Thank you." Holley smiled at him.

"You said... You said you want Finn to retire?" Holley nodded.

"When I was taking him home from the hospital, I realized he's in no shape to perform his job. And... he is old." Leland scoffed.

"So am I, and as I was saying, I was in perfect shape before those thugs on the... oh my, the whatever... those thugs... whatever they did to me." He touched his eyebrow with his good hand.

"A good day doesn't mean me memory's perfect. It just means I'm not completely barmy... This is awful, it's like having dementia in reverse. Holley, don't ever let yourself get brain-damaged on the job."

"I'll... I'll try." He watched her for a moment.

"This is the best you've seen me, isn't it?" She nodded.

"I think this is one of my best days yet. How am I when you usually come here?" She grimaced a little.

"When I first met you, you were a wreck. I was talking to you, and you just completely deteriorated. It was scary."

"I hate it, too. Every day I wake up and I realize that perhaps I've blacked out the last three days, or I can't remember where I worked, or..."

"The worst is when I've had a blackout and I know I've done something. Like, Finn will be sitting there all edgy and I won't know why." Leland closed his eyes.

"It's so hard to apologize when you have no idea what just happened, what you did. And then I'll get into these moods, and I can't control myself. I can't control me temper anymore... it's like being a werewolf." He put his good hand up to his forehead and groaned. His bad arm tightened, his fingers curling up.

"Fucking hell!" Holley went over to pour him a glass of water.

"Hey, where do you think you're fucking going?" He snapped. She tensed and turned to look at him.

"I'm... I'm getting you a glass of water..."

"Why would you go and do that?" The werewolf had emerged, speak of the devil.

"To help with your headache..." She slowly crept back over to him.

"Sometimes I get headaches when I haven't drank water in a bit." She handed him the glass carefully, and his eyes seemed to soften.

"Thank you..." He clumsily held it up to his lips and drank, getting some onto his shirt.

"Finn's still in good enough condition to work."

"Huh?"

"Finn. He's not too old to be at MI6. No one would have ever said that before my injury. He's not that old, love. He's only in his fifties -his hair just went grey when he was really young."

"Wow, I actually didn't know that. I thought he was sixty-"

"No, no, not at all. He's not nearly as old as anyone thinks. He's just an old soul." Leland chuckled a little.

"And going grey at 40 didn't help." Leland touched his hair.

"I got a little scared I was going to lose me hair color to this awful time. But I think it's going to be okay. It's not fading any more." Leland's hair was still a vivid titian color. He closed his eyes.

"There's a photo album around here." Holley raised her eyebrows a little.

"I don't know where Finn put it. He put it somewhere in this room. I can show you what young Finn looked like if you can find it." Holley immediately noticed the album sitting on the nightstand right by the bed. She reached over and picked it up.

"Uh, Leland, I found it."

"Oh! Where was it?"

"Right on your nightstand..." Leland looked at her blankly for a moment before his face flashed to a look of recognition.

"Ah! That thing! I didn't realize that that was the album..." He extended his good arm to take it from her, but when she handed it to him he promptly lost his grip and dropped it.

"Bloody hell!" Holley picked it up, only to then hear a knock at the door.

"Who's there?"

"Holley, it's me, Sidd." Holley went to open the door, still holding the photo album.

"Hey."

"Hey... is Finn here?"

"No. I took him home a few hours ago."

"But you saw him though. You talked to him."

"Yeah, I'm always checking up on him these days. Why?" Sidd glanced into the room, seeing Leland awake and alert.

"Can I talk to you outside?" Holley nodded and followed Siddeley outside, taking the photo album with her. She smiled at Siddeley, but he had a grim look on his face.

"I haven't seen Finn in weeks. Now you're telling me you see him all the time. That tells me he's avoiding me."

"Sidd, Finn's basically been spending all his time here. I only see him because I come here every time I get worried about him. I don't even come to see Leland. This..." She looked down at the album in her arms.

"This is the first time I've ever been able to hold a real conversation with Leland."

"Everytime I come here Finn magically vanishes. I ask Leland where he went and he has no idea. Finn doesn't want to see me."

"I don't think he wants to see anyone, Sidd. He spends all his time here just hovering over Leland. He stays here for days on end."

"Maybe he is avoiding you. But you wouldn't be alone. I mean, he took a break from MI6. He's avoiding everyone."

"It's hurting me. He's not avoiding you." Sidd stepped closer to Holley, getting in her face a little.

"What is it about you? Is this something they taught you in Tokyo? How to infiltrate lives?"

"Sidd, I'm just his partner-"

"And I'm just his pilot! But only one of us is welcome here."

"Sidd, Finn's been acting really erratically-"

"I know! Don't act like I don't know Finn just because he always held me at arm's length-"

"Sidd. This is also the first time I've seen Finn vulnerable."

"Yeah, but he's letting you see-"

"I DON'T HAVE ALL THE ANSWERS, OKAY?!" Holley screamed.

"I don't have all the answers, Sidd." She softly repeated.

"I can't read his mind, and he's never said anything about it to me. He's not even here, Sidd. Go home." Siddeley scowled at her and stormed off. She watched him walk down the hallway and disappear, clutching the photo album.