After a few days of rest and a few more of Rebekah's father attempting to corner Marcus, he finally found him alone in the war room making preparations for an upcoming battle. He was in his dress uniform as the debriefing was to start soon. Thus he really had now where to go.
"So how much fucking behind my back have you and my daughter been doing?" snapped Mr. Thompson slamming the door to the war room behind him.
"First off I'm a little too busy trying to safe the world for your little bickering complaint." huffed Kat turning to face Mr. Thompson. "Trust me I really respect you and all but right now isn't the fucking time for this!"
"Well this is a really odd way of sowing it, especially since we're only in this mess because of you!" snapped Mr. Thompson.
