Debriefing.

The helicopter lands. A pair of fully suited agents. You don't even know who as they are covered completely with white Tyvec suits. They usher you into to a holding cell. You feel like your life is spinning out of control. The cell you are in is like a fishbowl. Easy to observe its occupant. You take a breath and exhale trying to let go of your anger. They let stew for several hours before. Helen Cayles from psych appears before your cell.

"Hello agent Kai."

"Why the hell am I in here Helen? That demon couldn't have had more than a couple of minutes with us!"

"That's the thing agent Kai, based on your call and the Evac team's arrival, she had about a half an hour alone with you three. None of the others seem to remember any of it. We were hoping you could shed some light."

The realization startles you. A half hour. It seemed like an instant. "The last thing I remember is those things grabbing me. Then I was on the chopper."

"The others said more or less the same thing. Off the record, Galetti is pretty broken up about it. I'm worried about him. We're going to have a full medical examination of all of you done. Hopefully you are all clean."

"Damn, I really just want to get back to work. That demon bitch is still out there."

"Glad to here you want a little payback. Normal reaction for you. You know the rules though, two week minimum."

Helen leaves. You are angry and confused. Thirty minutes, thirty fucking minutes. You sit and begin to meditate hoping memories of that time are still there. After hours of reflection, you recall nothing. You look up to see the med team arriving.

Four hours later you feel like a gently used pin cushion. All sorts of things have been in places where you don't want them. Now there is just the wait.

The next thirteen days are spent, pacing, reading, and lamenting about your lack of control. Finally, Helen slips in.

"Hello agent Kai."

"Good news I hope, Helen?"

"Indeed, you psyche seems fine your medicals are clean. You are clear to return to duty tomorrow. Take the rest of today off, and get some rest. Wait until you see agent Hampton, she just got back from some bust of a mission in the Mediterranean. She was at some sort of suspect spa. She didn't turn anything up, but she looks great."

Helen pops your lock and opens the door. After a week trapped in here part of you wants to rush out, part simply wants to stand in place. You take a deep breath and walk out of your cell, out of the facility and back into the city.