InsaneJournal

The day had been uneventful. The cell he had spent the night in was a cell. He still didn't understand the Pompous Asshole's definition of "civil", and he really didn't care to. He responded just as anyone would when they are abducted. Then he had changed his tone and answered the Pompous Asshole's question, granted he had done so in a brutally honest way that obscured his prior affiliation with the United States government. The Pompous Asshole had to be absolutely mental to think that someone who didn't already know the Pompous Asshole would just roll over and kiss the Director's feet when the only evidence that someone had was finding himself in an unusual house, finding out he was a Congressman, and then being abducted.

"Oh well," all things considered, he had been in considerably worse situations. Still his thoughts turned to Sam and Fi, hoping they'd be able to rescue Sarah, take care of Barrett, neutralize Vaughn, and convince Jesse that they are on his side. He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck.

"It's open," he called when the knock came.