Re: Nate, Eliot and April
"Not happy?!?" April nearly shrieked, several of the small delicate flasks she'd bought to put in the windows like Sam had taught her imploding without her noticing. "Not happy doesn't begin to cover what I'm feeling! I think you're being reckless, stupid, careless and a whole lot of other things which you can't say in polite company. I think you're gambling with all of our lives, not just your own, not to mention our covers which won't be worth the papers they're printed on once you're through with this."
"Oh shut up!" she continued, cutting off Nate before he had time to interrupt her. "You don't speak right now, not if you have any brain left to think with. And you," she turned on Eliot. "You can move in with him since his opinion and safety seems to matter so much more to you than mine. You're welcome home when your brain started working again and you've decided the off chance of catching a serial killer isn't worth endangering your family for!"
She glared at the both of them for only a second before turning on her heal and heading for the bedroom door, but before she went through it she turned back and looked at Eliot again. "And don't even think about bringing Cody with you. He stays here with me. That way I'll have the company of someone with his intelligence still intact."