> "If it's all right with you I'll work there now and if we need it, set up
> somewhere else."
>
> She adjusted the bags in her hands. She wanted to ask about what was
going
> on but refused to. "I'll, umm go ahead and get started on this end.
> Good... luck on yours."
>
> And be careful, her gaze said, meeting Derek's before turning to leave the
> Control Room. In all honesty, she shouldn't have entered and so wanted to
> get out.
>
> She wished her status would hurry up and be decided, she thought with a
> mental grumble as she headed toward Derek's office and half tossed the
bags
> onto a small couch. She wished she had had the chance to really tell
Derek
> bye but Nick had been there.
>
> She looked at Derek's desk, hands on hips as she sighed deeply. She
didn't
> mind working on the Luna Foundation end of things and had even made a
> decision to step away from the more active/dangerous part of the security
> work Legacy wise... but it definitely sucked not knowing her place in all
of
> this.
>
Derek would have gladly told her anything she wanted to know. He watched
her leaving feeling a little irritated at her stubborn self imposed
banishment. He didn't give a damn what the council thought, this was his
house and she was no danger to them. As he started towards the steps eh
realized his jacket was in the study. "I'll met you at the car," he told
Nick and headed back in that direction. He entered the room and spotted
Julia staring at the mounds of paper hands on her hips. "Are you planning
to give it a lecture first," he asked curiously as he picked up the jacket
off the chair he had dropped it on the night before.
