The jet ride back to Quantico was about 3 hours.

The team managed to solve the case within 16 hours of landing on site, but nobody had slept in 18.

That meant that the second the jet took flight, practically everyone was asleep. Except you.

Even Spence had managed to drift off, though he woke up after about 45 minutes of rest, looking over at you with a soft smile.

“You okay…?” He murmured, gently resting a hand atop your thigh, his voice laced with a sleep induced rasp.