CLARA'S POV
I was quiet for a moment. "I have absolutely no idea." I grinned and then giggled as Katherine joined in. "Where are the banes of our existence?" I asked.
"They are in the kitchen looking through Bigsby's research. They would like some help, if you are ready to get up."
"I will jump in the shower and be right out." I smiled. "Um, exactly how mad was Jordan last night?" I asked all of a sudden.
She raised two eyebrows. "Let's just say I had to whimper and pretend my headache was horrible just so he'd let me get to bed. He's beyond furious the Kurgans know about me now."
"So you haven't really dealt with it yet."
"I'm not thinking about that."
"I don't blame you." I said and headed for the shower.
