"Dad," she doesn't even try to keep the relief out of her voice. He's okay. She sends a silent prayer to whoever or whatever was watching over him this time. "I'm - I'll be at my station in a few moments," she doesn't know if she should wait for Buchanan to answer. After all, she's only somewhat sure she still has a job.
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Date: 2007-04-29 01:31 am (UTC)