argyle_princess: (worried)
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It would have been hard to miss Angela's scream. Maybe -- maybe -- if you were deaf. But Hannah kind of thinks you'd have heard it anyway.

She bolts out of her chair and starts for the door.

"Miss Griffith, I need you to stay here, please," says the guard, moving between her and the open door, reaching for his radio.

"That was -- I have -- what's going on? I'm not going to --"

"Miss Griffith, calm down, please. I need to you stay here."

Most of the chatter into his radio is in code, or pseudo-military guard speak, which might as well be code, for all Hannah understands. It is a few minutes before he turned back to her.

"No one's hurt."

Hannah eyes him, skeptically. "I heard Ang--someone scream."

"Just startled. Please wait here, Miss Griffith."

Hannah doesn't buy it, but she sits back down. And when the guard outside the door is suddenly joined by a second, she buys it even less.

There's a journal open in her lap, but Hannah isn't reading it.

Date: 2007-03-13 03:41 am (UTC)
dr_temperance: (Questioning)
From: [personal profile] dr_temperance
"We will."

We don't have any other logical option.

"And we'll check in with you whenever we can. Angela, Booth, or me."

Brennan stands up. "Let's get you into the bar."

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