> "The thought crossed my mind considering you are here to speak with him to
> begin with, yes." Julia answered casually as she hung the phone up, more
> intent on the fact Derek was safe and on his way home with others than
> Sloan's irritation "And he'll be here soon."
>
> She then picked the phone back up and called the front gate, making
> arrangements to have someone drive Sam over to her and Reese's place to
pick
> up whatever they would need. If Sam couldn't then Julia would ask her who
> she thought would be best to go over because they obviously needed some
> things.
>
> Then Julia turned to the door and started back out of it "And not to be
rude
> but Derek didn't strike me as wanting to talk at the moment. Going to
> continue playing follow tag or hang out here?"
>
> She exited the office and headed over to the bedroom Sam and Reese were in
> and knocked on the door.
>
>
>
> Reese opened one eye from where she lay on the bed, having soaked since
they
> had come back and now feeling just tired. She was out of danger at least.
> But she was wondering where her father was.
>
> "Sam... ?" she managed to half mumble to see if her friend was going to
> answer the door or if she should just call out for whoever it was to come
> in.
>
Sloan:
"Yes, I think I will," he told her. He was curious about these other
guests. It didn't seem a good time for any outsiders to be around.
Sam:
"Come in," Sam called as she moved from her chair to the edge of the bed.
"Shhh," she said to Reese patting her shoulder gently.
