"Mom, what's happening?" Luke demanded as soon as he rushed in the door. He dropped his bag on the ground and sat next to her on the couch in the living room. She'd been blankly staring off into the space thinking about the operation Max and Alex were launching right at that time.
They'll be alright.
He has to be.
He said it was a possible location and not an actual one.
Her mind ran permutations and combinations of possible routes, escapes, and possible scenarios in high-definition detail and clarity. She tried to distract herself from the imaginary simulations running in her head by thinking about her future but her mind refused to step into the light.
"Mom...Mom," Luke shook her and she realized he'd been trying to get her attention for some time.
"You're back? Good. I just wanted to spend some time with you before the New Year and-" Cat began faking it and grabbed her son's hand.
