Derek greeted Kristen, then took a long sip from his coffee as he watched Julia talk on the phone. The troubled look on her face did not sit well with him.
"What's the matter?" he asked her, putting his mug down on the counter. "I, umm, I've been given permission to watch... Megan while she's being evaluated." Julia crossed her arms slightly, not in a defensive manner but more of a warding off one, from the unease she was feeling at remembering what had happened "I'm going to call Rachel... make sure the findings are.. well for a second opinion, I guess." She met Derek's gaze then and dropped her hands to rub them against the black material of her leggings nervously "We need to know..." Derek nodded in agreement and moved over to her side putting his arms around her. "I'll go with you," he assured her. "She'll never know we're there."
