[ Alan remains unaware that this conversation is happening. He's asleep and not really dreaming about anything now that the vision of the red-haired woman has faded. It's not really sleeping as much as it is dozing, and it's a light doze at that. But it's the first rest he's had in who knows how long, and at least for right now, Alan's out.
But all too soon, Alan stirs again; he's not really sure what woke him up, if it was just his internal clock saying that was enough sleep, or if some thought disturbed him. Maybe the ache in his head came back with a vengeance. Regardless, he shifts again on the couch and his eyes slowly open. It takes a minute for him to regain his bearings and to remember where he is.
The pounding in his head has been reduced to a dull ache for the moment, but now he has a feeling of grogginess on top of it. He sits up again, but he doesn't stand up from the couch just yet, choosing to just sit there and try and collect himself.
After another handful of minutes passes, finally Alan stands up, knowing he's probably delayed the FBC director long enough already. She probably wants him out of this room, or at least wants answers from him. Everyone seems to be looking for something from him, from the FBI agents to the cult leaders and now the FBC. But there's no ignoring it, not really.
He slowly heads over to the door and opens it, noting right away how Steve is standing there, presumably guarding the door. ]
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But all too soon, Alan stirs again; he's not really sure what woke him up, if it was just his internal clock saying that was enough sleep, or if some thought disturbed him. Maybe the ache in his head came back with a vengeance. Regardless, he shifts again on the couch and his eyes slowly open. It takes a minute for him to regain his bearings and to remember where he is.
The pounding in his head has been reduced to a dull ache for the moment, but now he has a feeling of grogginess on top of it. He sits up again, but he doesn't stand up from the couch just yet, choosing to just sit there and try and collect himself.
After another handful of minutes passes, finally Alan stands up, knowing he's probably delayed the FBC director long enough already. She probably wants him out of this room, or at least wants answers from him. Everyone seems to be looking for something from him, from the FBI agents to the cult leaders and now the FBC. But there's no ignoring it, not really.
He slowly heads over to the door and opens it, noting right away how Steve is standing there, presumably guarding the door. ]
Uh.. Hey. Is the Director around?