Questions Spencer couldn't answer without giving his team the first-hand experience. Sam's frown deepens, and his face looks more grave aging ten or so years compared to the innocent shock and dismay on his face when he'd first run into Spencer on the job. It's never easy having to pop that bubble, that odds were stacked against people with forces that most considered fiction.
Sam has no problem going along with the plan, despite his immense discomfort with being in the back of a police cruiser. Right now, she needed the body heat and the extra attention. So instead of commenting he nods, his lips pressed together firm, and gives Tara's pulse another check once he's settled into the backseat beside her and had time to cover with the jacket.
"I'll let you do the talking at the hospital, if you're up to it." Better that the actual fed throws their weight around, it means less work for Sam and less for his usual contacts to do on the other side to verify the fake credentials. "You good to drive?"
It's rattling, but Spencer looks like he's got a good head on his shoulders and a great aptitude for functioning under pressure.
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Sam has no problem going along with the plan, despite his immense discomfort with being in the back of a police cruiser. Right now, she needed the body heat and the extra attention. So instead of commenting he nods, his lips pressed together firm, and gives Tara's pulse another check once he's settled into the backseat beside her and had time to cover with the jacket.
"I'll let you do the talking at the hospital, if you're up to it." Better that the actual fed throws their weight around, it means less work for Sam and less for his usual contacts to do on the other side to verify the fake credentials. "You good to drive?"
It's rattling, but Spencer looks like he's got a good head on his shoulders and a great aptitude for functioning under pressure.