The Morning After This...
Annie had left her shoes in Webb's car and, as soon as she'd walked into the DPD, had been told that she was due to leave on a flight to Madrid. Knowing that Webb wasn't in his office yet, she left him a voice mail and prepared to leave.
It wasn't that she didn't want to talk to him, but she was still feeling a little awkward about the previous day's events. Well, a lot awkward. It was better to just leave, right? Right.
On the plane, she listened to Jai's chatter and nodded along when it was best for her and smiled as she could. In Madrid, the op went off without a hitch, her art knowledge coming in handy in the old city. Getting in, and then out, was no problem and the intel was handed off back at Langley two days later without a hitch.
After a debrief, she called up to Webb's office.
It wasn't that she didn't want to talk to him, but she was still feeling a little awkward about the previous day's events. Well, a lot awkward. It was better to just leave, right? Right.
On the plane, she listened to Jai's chatter and nodded along when it was best for her and smiled as she could. In Madrid, the op went off without a hitch, her art knowledge coming in handy in the old city. Getting in, and then out, was no problem and the intel was handed off back at Langley two days later without a hitch.
After a debrief, she called up to Webb's office.