[center][color=teal][h2]Jessamyn "Jess" Bailey[/h2][/color][/center]

With a nod, Jess picked at her own meal. By the time she managed to properly eat, the quiche had gone cold. The air was a haze of uncertainty. Jess didn't want to think what could happen over the weekend. Just meeting the man would be bad enough, and much, much worse for Roxy.

The empath was almost glad when the time came to get back to work. Sticking the plate and cutlery in the dishwasher, she glanced over her shoulder at the clock. Soon they'd have something to focus on - that was, if they could focus at all. [color=teal]"Well, I guess we'd better head back down,"[/color] she said, making her way towards the steps. [color=teal]"At least that's a distraction for now."[/color]

She and Roxy had several days of catching up on work ahead of them, but she had a feeling they'd seem to go by all too fast.