"If it goes as it has done in my dimension, a cover story will be made for where you have gone and he will be kept somewhere safe until we can find a way to reverse this and send us all home." Although, looking at him now, Hetty had to wonder if they could survive the loss a second time. "Just as a cover story will be provided for him here and you will have an alias under which you will be known off this base. It is not ideal. But, it is the best that can be done."
When he got up and went to the window, Hetty let herself use a little of her power to see where his thoughts were going, but it wasn't necessary once he'd spoken. The wonder in his voice was enough to speak volumes and she knew her boys well enough to guess at some of the details. "Yes, the Sam Hanna I know lives. And Mr. Callen is still the lead agent for OSP, or was before they were both brought here in October. I understand, how you feel, Mr. Vail, though it has been quite some time since I have spoken to the version of you from my dimension.
"There is no easy way to put this. But, what you are feeling right now about Mr. Hanna, the others will also understand, as I do." Hetty had never hesitated like this before. Yet, she found herself strangely unwilling to tell this young man she'd watched him bleed out on a video feed, helpless to do anything else. "Ten months ago, you were killed in my dimension, Dom. And, you are greatly missed."