--- In [EMAIL PROTECTED], [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote: She should have more sense than that! Then,on top of everything else in this horrible day, she HUNG up on him! Derek was swiftly approaching irrate when he dialed her number and heard the ringing begin. "What the Hell is going on over there," he demanded when she picked up. He realized he sounded harsh, but he'd had about all he could take for one day, between Zandra and Nick and now this! Derek shouting in her ear was not making Ria's day. She glanced over at Philip who was sitting on the floor, but now conscious drinking a cold glass of water a nurse had given him. "Philip's fine, Derek." The priest looked at her with sympathy, but there was a haunted look to his hazel eyes. "I know, Derek. I wasn't thinking. Next time I'll ask alright?" Ria was trying quietly to appease the elder Dutchman, but she could tell the usually tolerant man was passing his breaking point. She sighed and hung up the phone. Derek wanted her back now, and she was to bring Philip with her. They needed to talk. Ria cringed. That was not a good sign and if Sloan called, Derek would probably tell him her request and she would be sunk. "Can this day get any worse," she thought. --- End forwarded message ---
