Angel hauled her basket up to her apartment and began to put the clothes in the small wardrobe.  It had some drawers and hanging space.  Her shoes were in a hanging rack on her bathroom door.  Had to use every bit of space but when everything was closed up,  it was really open and airy.    She grabbed a cold drink and sipped while she did another set of stretches.    Soon she would text the guys and see if they were ready to go.  But she gave them time, she knew Tim liked his time to sleep in.<br/><br/>She considered what Leon said about the pain and wondered if there was something to be done, some way to make it easier for him.   It was something to ponder and maybe she could find a sneaky way to get the information in one of the research labs.<br/><br/><br/>Washington DC.<br/><br/>The two Archaeologists arrived at the National History Museum and walked into the boardroom.  It had been a long flight and already one was feeling the effects of a virus that he didn't even know he had.  By the end of this meeting a number of other people, some who would be attending a White House dinner tomorrow evening would also have it and they would go on to spread it far and wide.