[center][hr][hr][h1][color=f26522][b]Cynthia[/b][/color] [b]& [color=82ca9d]Marc[/color][/b][/h1]
[/center][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] The Gym/Outside[/center][hr]

	[color=f26522]"I gotta pee!"[/color] Cynthia announced, proudly even, before she jumped up, handed off her popcorn and drink to the first set of open hands around her and darted off to the bathroom with legs crossed. It was a rather odd looking view but Cynthia didn't care. She had to go to the bathroom and anyone that got in her way was mowed over. It was like watching a kid that had been playing video games for the last nine hours and finally couldn't hold it anymore. One had to wonder if she had actually had a debate many drunks had had in the past with themselves - to just sit there and let it happen, figuring it would be warm for a minute or two. 

	Marc looked at the woman oddly before shaking it off and looking back at the group in general. [color=82ca9d]"Tuesday, calm down,"[/color] Marc said in a calm voice as held the tablet against his chest and looked at her; smiling slightly. [color=82ca9d]"Thanks Riley, I figured she didn't but you both know I have to ask. Tuesday, take a breath. It's me, Marc. You know me well enough that I am just doing my job, nothing more. I have to ask the same thing from everyone. Even asked Riley. I just had to double check was all for the record. Don't worry, I know you. This type of crime isn't in your veins,"[/color] he said in a reassuring voice. 

	As Jacob came over Marc eyed him suspiciously but said nothing about what he had read on the texts. [color=82ca9d]"Like I said earlier, I still need proof. Even private charters have records - especially with the Tower when they take off and land. Now, either you can get those for me right now or I can contact the FBI to do it, and have Tim take you into the station until they get back to me for failure to comply. And you know how us government operations work, always dragging our feet,"[/color] Marc said, giving the man a bit of a warning to either cough up or get the rough treatment. Marc was obviously not the quiet pushover he had been in high school anymore. 

	Marc smirked a bit at Riley's comment about rehab for the tech-head before looking around and noticing that Cynthia was coming out of the Coaches office now after she turned off the light and darting over to him. [color=f26522]"All better!"[/color] she announced triumphantly. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Why did you turn off the light? Where is Ashley?"[/color] he asked a little concerned. 

	[color=f26522]"No one in there, always turn off the lights. Exactly, we always turn off the lights. Especially when no one is in there. Was someone supposed to be in there? I dunno, was there? Maybe, he is asking about Ashley. Was he? Yes he was. Well she wasn't in there. You sure. Yeah, aren't you? Of course I am. So, we agree. On what? That we turn lights off if no one is in a room. Oh yeah, agreed. Agreed,"[/color] she rambled as she grabbed her popcorn and sat back down.

	Marc got a worried look on his face, handing the tablet over to Tim and instructing him to not let Jacob out of his sight until he got proof of his flight. If he refused, to haul his ass off to the station no matter the protests. Turning he beelined it for the closest door to go outside from the office and started to look around for Ashley. She should not be alone right then, especially with everything going on. She was going to get an earful from him when he found her. When he finally spotted her he let out a sigh of relief but the look on his face was that of anger. 

	[color=82ca9d]"What in the hell are you doing out here alone? Do you have any idea how dangerous it is? What if something happened to you? If whoever is doing this got to you? How could I explain that to your family? To Ada? To Kai? That you were with me when you were taken and I let it happen? Don't you go wandering off right now Ash,"[/color] he scolded her. There was fear in his voice, something that was never there. Then the guilt set in when finally took a breath. Wrapping his arms around her he pulled her close and gave her a lingering hug. [color=82ca9d]"I'm sorry, I just don't want anything to happen to you,"[/color] he said in a soft remorseful voice.