Page 48 of Chaos has a Name
For his wife.
For his sons.
For his grandchildren.
Was that so much to ask?
That the man who saved her once from a killer, and lived with them, tried to live for her just a little longer so Oliver could learn about life from him?
It just stung.
She felt…abandoned all over again. Losing a parent was no unfamiliar thing. She just didn’t like how she had to keep doing it with the people she’d grown attached to.
It was difficult.
“You’re quiet,” Christopher said as he was watching her. “Want to talk about it?” he asked, as they were almost at the office.
She was sitting between Callen and Ethan in the back row, andNO ONEwas talking.
That set the mood.
“I’m just thinking. I’m fine.”
Oh, they all knew when a woman said she was‘fine’, she absolutely, unequivocally, wasNOTfine. In fact, she was the opposite of that.
She was spiraling.
They all knew it when they saw it. Most people would cry and panic when the world was crashing around them. Elizabeth was the opposite.
She.
Got.
Silent.
Like she was now.
She also got down and dirty with trying to solve whatever the situation was.
Only, it was a matter of time.
The meltdown was coming. It was just a matter of when and where it would happen.
All they could hope was it didn’t blow a hole in the family. Neither Wyler nor Elizabeth was much on bending to anyone else’s will.
They.
Were.
Stubborn.
That was going to be problematic.
Because she could feel their eyes on her, she went there.
“I know what you’re thinking,” she said, as they all sat there in silence. “I’m not going to lose it. I’m just flipping between our personal life and work. I’m walking a tightrope and trying to stay on my feet.”
Yes, yes, she was.
