April spent her evening doing some light reading followed by an early bedtime. Her dreams were odd and she blamed Napoleon. After all, a duck chasing a nun around a lake was not in line with her normal dreams. Rising early, she headed to Medical first thing in hopes that Mark would be released before breakfast so she could make sure he got a decent meal.

Medical was well used to the field agents wanting out as early as possible and the pair were soon on their way, to Mark's vast relief.

"Their breakfasts are worse than their suppers."