EPISODIO XXV: JARHEAD

Mac looked at Christine in his eyes and he opened the envelope of the analysis he was holding and he took it in his fingers the final response

"Whatever's written up there, I want you to know that I will be by your side!" Christine said stopping him.

Mac sighed and he held his breath, Christine waited and inquired the face of her husband: a small wrinkle in the forehead, eyebrows arched and the flicker of the lip indicated her that he was afraid.

Mac breathed a sigh of relief and he showed the paper to Christine

"Our life can continue to be as it is!"

Christine looked at the paper and she noticed a long list of -Negative-. She smiled and hugged Mac who found himself with his back against the fridge in the kitchen.

He hugged her and began to cry

"I was afraid!" he admitted "I must confess that before my father was discovered the cancer, I used to smoke a lot!"

Christine jumped "What?" she pulled away from him and she looked into his eyes "I haven’t I really thought that you..."

"What do you believe is my own voice due to?"

"I thought it had always been like that, until a few seconds ago!"

Mac sighed "Open that drawer under the kitchen dresser!"

Christine looked inside "There's just an old matchbox!"

"That's what it looks like! Open it!" Mac invited her.

Christine took in the fingers the two flaps of the box and she slid them. The inside there was a half cigar and a cigarette

"You had a treat for yourself! This is a Montecristo! "

"It goes back to when I was in the Marines! You may not believe it, but that's the only Montecristo I've ever smoked! I won it playing poker with a General! I'm surprised you don’t do any comment on the cigarette of almost twenty-four years ago!"

Christine laughed "The cigarette of the Cowboy! What originality!" she fumbled better in the box and found some cigarettes paper "What about these?"

"If you search in the room, you will find also tobacco!" Mac said "When I didn’t win at poker, I did cigarettes by myself!"

"When did you give up?"

"May 26, 1990!" Mac said "There is a reason, if I have kept all: do not start again!"

"It's more than twenty years you've given up! Are you still afraid of falling back into the habit?"

"I confess that seeing Danny who smokes on the sly after work sometimes makes me want to ask him a drag! Once, when I was working with Stella, I had to smoke several cigarettes for a case!" Mac was about to say something else when a cry stopped him "I'll go!" he concluded going out of the kitchen.

Christine put away his all into the drawer of kitchen dresser and looked at Mac to enter with Faith in his arms

"Good afternoon!" Christine greeted her

"Ma!" the girl said with a little scream

"It's a joke! I was the only one to hear it?" Christine asked Mac

"I think, instead, she has just tried to say that word!" Mac confirmed and then looked Faith "I wonder if she repeats it now!" he pointed with his finger Christine "Who is she?"

Faith looked Mac laughing and she began to play with the blue tie around his neck, uttering little cries of joy

"Amateurish!" Christine laughed "You're the one who holds Faith for longer in your arms and you cannot get what you want!" she hid under the table.

Faith looked up from the tie of Mac and looked at where before there was Christine

"Ma!" she cried opening her eyes wide.

Christine appeared from under the table "Peekaboo!"

The girl laughed and began to struggle in the arms of Mac

"Will you ever say Dad?"

"A!" the baby girl replied.

Christine laughed "Appreciate the effort!" and she turned the television on

"How did you turn on TV?"

"There are Breaking News!" she said pointing to the screen "That typically means work!"

Mac made Faith sit down on the table holding a hand on her back to steady her and he began to make her play with his tie

"I've analyzed your invention for the sixth time!" he said breaking the silence.

Christine turned to look at him while removing sound to TV, it was announced an already solved murder-suicide.

Mac went on, knowing that he had caught her attention "I haven’t found any fault! It is well constructed as bomb and I was allowed to try it on a dog that they wanted to suppress!"

Christine looked at him "That one is a prototype of the new model that I'm secretly working on and if anyone at the FBI were to become aware of this, I would pass a lot of trouble! The version they are using is rudimentary and causes the death you saw that day on the subway in three minutes. With the new model time doubles but it's really more ingenious! I deleted one of the background defects: deactivation through a small electric shock! It’s strange that you haven’t found anything about that!"

"Meaning that?"

"If before it was enough that a piece of plastic on the wire of the vacuum cleaner was missing and you rest your finger by mistake on it because the bomb was deactivated, now, if you want to survive, you have to take the risk with a powerful electric shock! Now you finally know how you could have saved that man!" Christine explained watching the news "Mac you have work to do!"

"What do you mean?" he said continuing to play with Faith

"Maxwell has smashed the head of a judge in court and he escaped! Apparently the professor, his girlfriend and half of his classmates were not enough!"

Mac looked at the news and he saw a picture of a boy with black eyes and blond hair while Christine turned on the audio again.

The hard landing and misunderstood they could have make him attractive in that picture if there had not been written -Killer of the silver hammer- and the woman journalist had not continued to define him -Psychopathic- , -Depressed-, -Out of Control-.

The description of the subject continued while Mac went back to pay attention to his daughter

"My little one, it seems that the bad guys are willing to play exactly like you!"

Mac and Christine exchanged a knowing look when the phone Mac, leaning on table, vibrated.

Lindsay was taking pictures of the scene while Sheldon and Angela were taking fingerprints

"Whose was the idea to bring the hammer in the courtroom?" Flack asked entering.

Angela lifted up "Not mine for sure!"

" Weren’t you and Mac to follow the case?" Sheldon asked

"Yes! We spent a fantastic Easter!"

Flack laughed "It would have been a Danny’s case! Don’t complain in this way!"

"If I think that Danny is coming out of the hospital right now, it makes me angry!" Lindsay said putting down her Reflex " Has someone warned Mac?"

"Jo has decided to do that!" Sheldon said "We have eyewitnesses, the evidence ... the escapee is missing!"

"Adam told me that he made lose his tracks!" Mac said behind him "Sorry for the delay!"

"Fortunately you're here! Ben Maxwell has made a mess and..." Angela stopped to look at Mac’s face lost on the body of the judge "Is it all right, Mac?"

"Yeah sure!" he bent over the body and he asked "Has Isabella already seen him?"

"Yes, and she said that Peyton will arrive shortly to take him away!"

Mac rose from the ground and observed the inquisitive looks of his colleagues

"I think that will need to alert neighboring states too! He is adept at escape by pretending to be a normal citizen! A fake ID and he'll be out of the state of New York!"

Danny was about to be discharged when Sheldon knocked on his door

"Luggage ready?"

"Hey! Sheldon!" Danny smiled leaving on the bed a sports bag with some clothes "Where is Lindsay? "

"Struggling with a case! I’m here in her place!"

Danny nodded "I guess that’s Maxwell! I had to be the one to work on that case!"

Sheldon shook his head laughing "You are going to be discharge! You've just passed a horrible holiday and you already want to go back to work?"

Danny heard voices in the hallway and he went to see.

Down the hallway there was Ben Maxwell with a gun and the silver hammer in his hand who was threatening one of the doctors "Do something strange and you're dead!"

"Maxwell?" Danny called him

"Stop where you are! How do you know my name?" he said pointing the gun at him

"Calm down!" Danny said stopping in the middle of the hallway "I saw your picture on the television news and want to understand why they hunt you! I am also on the run just like you!"

"Who are you?"

"Tom Walker! I was a drug dealer and then I killed a guy! I ended up in hospital for an overdose!"

"They've saved your ass by a hair, bro!" Maxwell laughed

"What have you done?" Danny asked

"I've done a bit massacres... first at school then my girlfriend and finally the judge at my trial! My analyst warned me not to stop treating me! Too bad that prison officials denied me drugs because they considered me perfectly right mind!" he laughed and pressed himself against the wall to look at the doctor "They still don’t know what I did before ending up in trouble! The NYPD will have to go to Washington to testify at a fantastic trial!"

"What are you saying?" Danny asked

"I gave some money to a friend! I think he has already put in place his plan!" Ben Maxwell smiled "At this time TV news should announce it!" he broke away from the wall "I'm here to take my medicine! Do you want to join me, Walker?"

Danny smiled "With pleasure!"

At number 26 of Federal Plaza, a fire was devouring the building of the Federal Building.

Christine had come out just in time with Dalia and Erika

"The firefighters are coming!" Erika exclaimed "The only day that you come at the office, they think they do us a trick like this is fun!"

"Dalia give me the letter!" Christine ordered

"Your husband knows who Ben Maxwell and Tobey Stone are?" she asked handing her a half-crumpled envelope

"He knows who is Maxwell!" Christine took the letter and put it in the bag "where’s J.J.?"

“Around ... I think he went to one of the whistleblowers of the case in which we were working!" Erika replied mechanically.

Christine dialed Mac cell phone number "It's me!"

"I'm already in the car! As soon as I saw the news I feared the worst! What happened?" Mac asked

"A parcel bomb, it was from Washington! It was addressed to J.J.! We are in the square and I would like you to investigate in order to find out who has carried out the attack!"

The Mac Avalanche nailed in front of the building and he went down by hanging up the phone

"Are you all right? Where are your colleagues?"

"Some are still inside, others went to seek help!" Erika said "Take away Christine! It's not safe for her to remain here! In Canada we didn’t kill our target! If it turns out her secret identity it’s the end!"

Mac nodded, Christine looked at Dahlia in the eyes and then she hug her

"Go Christine! I remind you that Dalia and I have to go in Canada to finish what we started!"

Christine took Mac's hand and she made accompany herself to the car.

The two stared for a moment at the burning building before getting in the car and get away from there.

Danny and Sheldon were excited as they entered the police precinct

“Look who the cat dragged in! Look who's here! Good job guys!” Flack greeted them

"Right from hospital to here!" Sheldon smiled "You should have seen the great Danny’s recitation! He would deserve an Oscar!"

Danny blushed delivering Maxwell to one of the policemen

"You bastard of a cop! You will go to that fucking trial in Washington! You’re gonna pay! You can bet on it!" the criminal shouted

"Yes, of course! Sure!" Danny laughed

"So? After the snake has bitten you, how are you? "Jaime asked coming up beside Flack

"I feel great and I look forward to seeing Lucy and Sid!"

Jo saw Mac come with Christine in the office and she joined him

"They called from Washington! Maxwell is involved with an FBI agent of New York in an attack against our country!"

Mac and Christine looked at her surprised

"I guess for you, Christine, it is a shock, but we need you to know who it is!" Jo concluded

"I'm speechless!" Christine exclaimed "In the FBI in New York there is a mole!? Why didn’t I ever noticed?"

"It's not your fault! You were almost never present and then you're out of the loop of the missions and you enter very little in that office!" Mac told her protectively "Even what happened today is not your fault!"

Jo sat down next to them "Don’t charge you with faults that you have not!"

"And if the fink was Dalia?"

"Christine, how can you think that a girl, who is completely inexperienced, is a stoolie?" Jo asked her "I've read her file and I have searched in multiple databases. She is honest! It wasn’t her!"

"Adam is going onto the scene with Angela. Soon we will know something more!" Mac said hugging Christine "Shall we go home?"

"But you have to work! They need you!" Christine told him.

Mac looked into her eyes "They can get by with it even without me! Danny is getting good at solving cases!"

"You haven’t to worry about that! There is me too for the case! The trial is a perfect opportunity to prove how Danny has improved and if he really deserves a promotion that Mac wants to give him!" Jo smiled.

Christine looked at Mac and he explained to her "I wanted to promote him to Head of the Lab! Jo will soon be on maternity leave and here we need a stable and reference figure! My new job also engages me in the highest degree!"

Christine nodded "I promise you that I'll find out who is doing double cross! I’ll find out who is conspiring to destroy the United States!"

Lindsay hugged Danny walking home

"You were very brave!"

Danny smiled "Did I become the new hero of our daughter?"

"You've always been it!" Lindsay opened the door of the palace "You had to see how much Sid has grown!" she said climbing the stairs and opening the door "Kids! Look who's back!"

Lucy rushed running to the door "Dad! You're home!"

"Hello beautiful! I missed you so much! What did you do without me?" Danny took her in his arms and swung her

"I went to school!" Lucy said laughing "Sid crawls around the house!"

Danny looked around "Where is my little man?"

Lucy laughed and pointed her finger at him "He drools everywhere!"

Adam and Angela looked around

"I cannot stand this stench!" she complained "What might that be?"

"Carbon Monoxide!" Adam was taken to look for signs related to the explosion "Listen, I think it’s better if we notify Jo of the fact that I cannot go to Washington”

"The FBI expects our full cooperation! I can take care of Cristina!"

Adam rose to his feet "Why doesn’t Mac go there?"

"Because Christine is one of the victims! Jo would go there, but she's pregnant!"

Adam put his hand on the phone "I don’t feel like I can go there! I need to speak with Jo!"

Mac saw Jo come in his office while he was talking to Sheldon

"I thought you were at home with Christine!"

"Yes ! However, Sheldon has found something about the sender of the letter attached to the package and I rushed here!"

Sheldon stood up from his chair and began to explain "Tobey Stone is a fictitious name. Christine is controlling which agents have used that name in the FBI database and if we are lucky we will get to put a face to a name”

"We cannot rely on the residue left on the paper : there are my fingerprints, those of Christine and those of the Dalia!"

Jo interrupted Mac "Adam does not want to go to Washington!"

Mac paled “What did he say exactly?"

"That he doesn’t want! That the bomb must be rebuilt to perfection and that Angela cannot do it alone!"

"I'll go!" Sheldon said surprising both Mac and Jo "It’s better if Mac stays close to Christine and you're pregnant!"

"It's not an excuse, Sheldon! I can go to Washington without any problems!" Mac said

"Until a short time ago you weren’t even sure of your health! Don’t stress yourself! I will guard Danny!"

Christine lulled Faith waiting for the results of the research. She nibbles at her fingernails of her left hand and it seemed that the baby could feel her mood.

The name appeared on the screen was that of -Jonathan Jason Harris-

"J.J.!" Christine exclaimed terrified "No! It can’t be true!"

She picked up the phone and started calling

"Hello?" J.J. answered

"Hello, this is Christine!"

J.J. sighed "Oh, Christine! Thank goodness you're okay!"

"Where are you?"

"In Washington!" he said in a worried tone "I am returning to New York now because of what happened!"

"What do you know about Maxwell?"

"I know that he is the criminal on which your husband investigated on Easter day!" JJ replied "Has something happened?"

"He said something related a trial in Washington. Are you aware of it?"

"Yes! A New York criminal is in business with one of our agents! Some police officers who investigated him are going to be in town!" J.J. stopped for a few seconds "You should do me a favor: I think that someone wants to frame me! I received a coded message on the phone, if I dictate it to you, will you give it to Mac?"

"Since when do you like Mac?" Joked Christine

"Since I realized that he really loves you!" he sighed "Are you there?"

"Yes! You can start as well!"

Christine began to write on one of the papers on the table and when she finished she began to read the text:

-The follower of Christ will sunk with the White Island!

The Judgment of God won’t help his favored!

On the ledge of hawks and from the hill the tragedy it will come!

To cut short, you lose the Child of the handsome one who is no more strong like a lion!-

"It makes no sense! What does that mean, J.J.?"

"I was hoping you'd say it me! Your husband might understand something more!" J.J. argued "How about meeting each other within a few days? Can you get organized?"

"No problem! I’ll warn my father to take care of the children tomorrow and then I'll join you at the usual place!"

"I'll wait for you!" J.J. he said quietly hanging up.

Mac looked at Jo sitting on the chair who sighed

"Are you okay?"

"I'm worried! Adam has never contested an order!"

Mac looked at her "Is there nothing else?"

"Sheldon and I wanted the little girl had more names! What name do you advise me?"

"Which names were chosen?" Mac asked

"Charlot Stella. Adam has expressed himself in this way!"

Mac smiled "Did you ask him today while he said to you that he wouldn’t have gone to Washington?"

"Yes! Which name do you tell me?"

Mac began to ponder on it and a memory made his way into his mind.

He was at the Marine Corps military base in California during Christmas period, he was standing at attention in the dormitory while the General was talking

"You have ten-minute phone calls each one and the time increases if you have reached a certain degree this year! Who has served the country more will talk out more with his mother or he’ll be praised out more by his father or he will canoodle with his girlfriend by phone! Clear -ladies-?!"

"Sir yes, sir!" the Marines had said.

Mac had entered the phone booth and he had dialed the home number

"Hello Dad!"

"Mac! How nice to hear from you! Happy Christmas!" his father had said on the other end of the phone "We have brought together the whole family, there is also Uncle Todd with little girls! They all greet you!"

"I was pleased to hear you Dad, now I gotta go... greets and embraces all for me, especially mom! All right?" Mac had said rolling up the telephone wire

"I understand, you're still Lieutenant and you have limited time! Next year try to rise in rank!" his father laughed hanging up.

Mac had hurried to dial a second number and he had been waiting then he had heard from the answering machine

"You've reached the messaging service for Claire Conrad, my parents dragged me by them in New York for the holidays! Leave a message and will call you back much before the new year! Oh right! Merry Christmas!"

"Hell ... Claire!" Mac stammered confusedly "I don’t know if... if you remember me... it’s Mac Taylor! The Marine you met at the College cafe ..." he gabbled "I'll be back in Chicago for New Year’s Eve and I thought that if you don’t have any objection, we could celebrate together! Let me know with a message, since I cannot get close to a phone if not for work. Merry Christmas!"

"Major Taylor! Time's up!" the General had barked from outside.

Mac was out of the phone booth and he was headed to his dorm.

Once he climbed on his bunk, careful to not treading the bed of the companion below, he had heard the General rant "Lights out in a minute! Move your ass and see to sleep!"

The lights were turned off and Mac had remained shrouded in darkness staring at the ceiling

"PSs Mac! Did you call her? Did you ask her for New Year’s Eve?" the companion had whispered from below

"I'll spend the beginning of 1988 with Claire maybe. In the message that I have left her on the answering machine I told her to write to me!" Mac had smiled looking at the ceiling

"Have you left her the address?"

"Oh no! I'm a moron! I didn’t tell her where to write!" he had exclaimed stomping his head against the pillow

"This Christmas wasn’t good with you! I also believe that you will spend January 1 1988 alone to get drunk!" his companion had said laughing

"Who is it to mess up?" the General had yelled approaching in the dark with a flashlight "Major Newman, shut the fuck up and sleep or in addition to downgrade you I make you clean the floor of the mess hall for the whole the period of leave!"

"Sir! I'm not the only one talking! Sir!" he had replied

"I don’t give a blissful fucking thing! I caught you! I will punish you!" he had stood up staring at the bed above" And you, Major Taylor! Lower the sheet!"

Mac had tried to control himself to come back serious, with poor results, as he was carrying the sheet from the middle of the face under the chin

"Take that arrogant smirk off the face now or I swear on my mother you'll join him!"

Mac came back to reality and smiled at Jo

"Claire!" he said sitting next to her "Your daughter will be named Charlot Stella Claire!"

"Actually, there is still the name chosen by Isabella..." Jo pointed out seeing the Mac phone vibrate "I think that someone wants to talk to you!"

Mac stood up and answered "Tell me, Christine!"

"Mac, I forgot the appointment for the vaccination of kids was today! I'm coming there by you!"

"Great! Who is Tobey Stone?" he asked

"They want to trap J.J.! I have a nonsense message for you to read!"

"Jo will look into it!"

Sheldon and Danny were ready to board the plane headed to Washington

"I have notion that this trial will be sheer hell!" Danny commented

"Come on! Flack told us to rest easy! We simply have to say in which way happened the capture of Maxwell and what we found on the site of the explosion!"

Danny haven’t a face convinced and Sheldon sighed

"And if Maxwell would get away with it because they found him mentally unstable?" Danny said all of a sudden

"He will not! You have arrested him! He didn’t take psychiatric drugs, but medicines for mitigate the effects of drugs!"

Danny and Sheldon also they made line in front of the gate

"We were not supposed to take a private jet?" Danny asked

"On the way back. You have a short memory!" Sheldon mocked him.

Mac was holding Faith and Christine McKenna

"How long has it been?" Mac asked Christine keeping his gaze on Faith that was about to cry "Don’t cry baby! It's all over!" he tried to reassure her.

Faith began to cry and Mac hugged her laughing.

"Another quarter of an hour and then we can bring them home!" McKenna, annoyed by the screams of his sister, he tensed up in the arms of Christine who smiled at him "Don’t worry, Kenny! It was just an injection!" but the child began to cry "I beg of you Mac! Sing something!"

"Now?" Mac looked around and noticed that some mothers with their children were staring at them

"With my voice Faith doesn’t simmer down anymore! When you started singing the last time it worked!"

"You know they used to call me -Golden Voice-!" Mac reminded her.

Christine looked at him astonished "But if you have a voice that almost puts fear, so much so that you sing well! Let me hear what you sang at the time of - Golden Voice -!"

"You asked for it! I don’t take on any responsibility!" Mac looked up and took a breath "Like a good little girl, Faith! Enough now crying!"

"Sing!" Christine intimated him

“From the Halls of Montezuma

To the Shores of Tripoli;

We will fight our country's battles

In the air, on land and sea;

First to fight for right and freedom

And to keep our honor clean;

We are proud to claim the title

of United States Marine”

Mac looked around and several children had turned his attention to him

“Our flag's unfurled to every breeze

From dawn to setting sun;

We have fought in ev'ry clime and place

Where we could take a gun;

In the snow of far-off Northern lands

And in sunny tropic scenes;

You will find us always on the job

The United States Marines.”

A man stood up and began to sing standing at attention

“Here's health to you and to our Corps

Which we are proud to serve

In many a strife we've fought for life

And never lost our nerve;

If the Army and the Navy

Ever look on Heaven's scenes;

They will find the streets are guarded

By United States Marines”

At that time, other men who were there with their wives and children stood up and began to sing with Mac and the other man

“From the Halls of Montezuma

To the Shores of Tripoli;

We will fight our country's battles

In the air, on land and sea;

First to fight for right and freedom

And to keep our honor clean;

We are proud to claim the title

of United States Marine!”

For a moment all the doctors were put to listen with interest and the kids had stopped crying

"Now we can go home!" Mac concluded.

Christine nodded distraught and stood up "Not at all -Golden Voice-!"

Jo had in her hands the message left to her by Christine and an envelope that contained a letter from her. She felt hesitant about what to do and when she saw Adam and Angela she stopped them

"I need you to look for me a meaning in this letter! The FBI doesn’t want our help, but Christine needs it!"

"As you wish, Jo!" Adam said

"That letter instead?" Angela asked

"It's for me! I must go to read it!" Jo said leaving them and closing herself in her own office.

She began to read the opening lines of the letter

“Dear Jo,

I’m writing you because there are things that I can’t explain to Mac!

I must tell you about my first mission!”

Christine was standing in front of a door from the inside and a man had announced "The next one!"

Christine sighed "I have to go in there!" she had stood up and walked into the office

"A new face! I thought one of my agents would appear! What can I do for you, little girl?"

Christine had opened her mouth to speak and a sound like a moan had sent out "I heard you're looking for agents..."

"Is it so, but you do not seem the kind of girl to...”

"Sir, grant me a chance! I will learn!" Christine interrupted him.

The man had lit a cigar "Well! Tell me why you’re doing it!"

"I need a lot of money quickly for someone!" Christine had explained

"Who is this person?"

"My brother! He's sick and needs an operation in order to heal him!" Christine had continued

"All right! You will follow a mini-boot camp, you will do your first mission and then you will be placed in a team!" Christine had smiled and the man had added "Are you aware that you can no longer go backward?"

"Yes! I am willing to commit myself to defend my country!"

"That's the attitude I like in a young American woman! Name, surname and age are the only things that I need now!"

"Christine Whitney, 18 years old"

The man had written everything down on a piece of paper "Perfect! Come here tomorrow morning and you will start your training!"

Jo kept reading thinking aloud "Why do not you tell these things also to Mac? He would understand you!"

“I still remember the fragrance of the lounge where the party took place…”

Christine was dressed in a tight purple dress, long down to the floor, decorated with silver ribbons at the waist. Her hairstyle consisted of a chignon wrapped at the base in a lavender ribbon. The red lipstick gave prominence to her lips a little more than teenage and black eye pencil with black mascara and lavender eye shadow stood out her ice-blue eyes.

In the midst of the crowds there was a millionaire. It was easy to guess that it was that by his posture, hands behind his back, chest out, by Valentino pinstripe suit he was wearing and from his cigar Montecristo Millennium Reserve Robusto turned on. Advanced age was the only thing that made him a bad party.

Christine had approached him and he had smiled

"Gentlemen, I present you the young Maybelle Newton! This girl has a wonderful voice and one day she will be a big star of the lyrical music!"

"Don’t overdo it, Mr. Burns!" Christine had minimized

"But my dear, it's true! Don’t you even agree Count De la Montagne?" he asked a man of his age flanked by a tall and dark woman in her thirties

"Absolutely! The next time you should definitely sing for us! Miss. Newton!"

The woman next to him had added "They have made two in the morning! For us it's time to go home!"

Soon the other guests had left the salon.

Christine had mentally rehearsed what JJ he told her -Prudence, speed and avoid arousing suspicion during the flight-

She was mentally brushed up on the role that Mr. Burns covered behind, his face millionaire: money launderer.

"Maybelle! You should smile more! I've brought you away from that horrible theater! The next time someone sees you it will be on Broadway!" he had approached dangerously as she put again on her lipstick "But now we have to discuss the mode of payment!"

"I thought that 20% of future earnings was ...”

He took her by the arm "No! It’s not enough for me! My real charge is you!"

Christine had widened her eyes when he had placed his lips against hers

"I cannot! I do not want it!"

"Instead I say yes!" the man had sneered

"Mr. Burns! No!"

A slap hit her on the right cheek and blood came out from her nose

"Fucking little bitch!" the man had bellowed her getting up from the ground and taking her up the stairs

"No! Help!"

"Cry as much as you want! So much so nobody can hear you!"

Mr. Burns had opened the door of the bedroom with a kick and he had hurled Christine on the bed.

“I’ve never forgotten that feeling of being in trap!”

Jo paused and took a deep breath "My God!"

She resumed her reading quietly

“I remember the pain and the bruises on my skin…”

Christine was holding standing with difficulty, crossing the threshold of the house with tears in her eyes, she had bound for a warehouse near there where homeless people spent the night.

She had opened with a key a sliding door and she had found herself in a room that resembled those of prisons: an iron bed in one corner and a toilet and a sink in the other.

On the bed there were some clean clothes, mud-colored pants of a suit, light blue t-shirt and denim jacket, and a note

“I’ll come to pick you up tomorrow in the afternoon!”

"Fortunately, you aren’t coming here tomorrow morning!" Christine sighed.

She looked herself in the mirror: the shapeless mass of matted hair was supposed to be arranged exactly as the bruises on her arms and face.

She had taken off the half ripped dress and she made to slide the icy water of the sink.

It was no longer covered with blood, but she continued to wash himself. She had dried with an entire roll of toilet paper and she had put on clean clothes, finally she had lied down on the bed that had issued a muffled squeak. She had closed her eyes and she had started to cry.

“The next day J.J. announced me that Mr. Burns was dead.

Mac doesn’t know the whole story!

I hope you will understand why I’ve never told him it! I am ashamed of myself!”

Jo finished reading the letter and went out into the hallway

"Isabella! What are you doing here?"

"Sorry if I turned up here without notice Jo! I wanted to see you and tell you that I chose the name!" Isabella smiled dissolving blond hair

"Will you come into my office to talk about it?"

"No! I have to go down..." she looked at Adam and Angela in the lab to look at the letter together "For the matter of the FBI bomb have you discovered something?"

"No!" Jo smiled

"Sidney!" Isabella smiled looking at the belly of Jo "Dad would be happy about it!"

Jo laughed and hugged Isabella "Yes darling! He would be honored!"

Christine had in his hand disinfectant and gauze

"The next time they do a you tattoo, you must purge it with lasers! You won’t come to me with a razor blade to ask me to scrape it off! You risked infection and what is worse, we have been at stake since Easter!"

She leaned over and she began to treat the wound with a cotton swab

"A scar would be left to me anyway! It was superficial and I knew you'd have your hand steady!" Mac said trying to remain as still as possible

"I liked you this afternoon, when you sang Marines’ anthem!" she took the helm of Mac’s boxer shorts and she tried to lower them to him and he stopped her "Is it my fault if I have to treat a little higher up of the pubis? Don’t tell me that you're ashamed of your wife!"

Mac gave up and let her do it

"Kenny is crying!" Mac said hearing the baby and observing Christine’s fingers to fix the gauze

"Redress!" Christine said getting up from the ground and leaving the bathroom.

Mac began to settle the first-aid kit and when Christine returned he heard her exclaim "Tomorrow I will meet J.J. to resolve the matter of the mole! It won’t take a long time! He told me to have some information!"

Mac looked vexed at her "I want to come with you!"

"No Mac! I need you in the lab! You have to analyze the information that I'll send you personally!"

Mac washed his hands and, as soon as he dried them, he stroked Christine’s cheek "I'm just afraid that something could happen to you! I haven’t forgotten the dirty tricks of J.J. on the fact that he wanted me dead!"

"He wanted to test you!" Christine smiled at him making him take in his arms McKenna "Could you go out with him? I have to pee!"

Sheldon and Danny had arrived in Washington since a couple of hours

"It annoys me that we have to wait until tomorrow to testify! I cannot wait to get home to my wife!" Danny snorted

"I also want to go back to Jo! Our presence here is helpful to incriminate an attacker and to help the FBI to uncover their mole! We’ll be home soon!"

Danny looked at the sky "TGIF!"

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