Rest meant sitting alone in a hotel room and quietly going over the case. Sleep did not come easily for him. An idea did come to him; leave his hotel room and go check on the newest member of the team. He was happy in her presence, something he hadn't felt in some time.
He had slipped into a simple white shirt and some worn sweats. Morgan often joked he slept in a suit and tie but it was far from the truth. He'd managed a shower and brushed his teeth. He slipped on a pair of socks and walked around the veranda, past the rooms of the other agents to Angie's.
He knocked on the door, hoping she was still awake.