[center][b][color=E77C12]Grant Finley: AKA The Hammer[/color][/b][/center]

[color=007236]Tia left her office and went outside to the back of the HQ building to let off some steam. After quite a few blasts full of anger and frustration she landed on her knees breathing heavily and she just laid on the ground looking up at the stars. From the window of the gym Wicked smiled. [/color]

"You bounce back quick." The humor was completely muted by the concern in his tone. He swallowed down his real emotions. Grant had been standing behind Tia quietly for a few moments, thinking of what to say. Absorbing his feelings. Truly, he wanted to to throw himself around her. He'd left her, injured and barely breathing. It was so unlike him to leave an ally like that, but he'd never faced a decision in the field like he'd done today.

This weird connection he'd felt for a girl he had just met today was wanting and coming off too strong. But he was just relieved to find his friend survived and was ok. "We got a little beat up out there today. Are you ok?"

[center][b][color=E77C12]Grant Finley: AKA The Hammer[/color][/b][/center]