Eric leaned heavily against the table his side was screaming at him again but he was doing his best to ignore it. There were more pressing matters in his mind than just a sore body. Thomas was trouble and even in death he seemed to be giving them the run around. If only they could figure out what the hell he was up to completely this mess would be resolved and they could all go home. Between Ryan and Katâ€™s words he was sure this was all going to be even more trouble than heâ€™d originally anticipated.<br/><br/>His eye caught something and he felt a pull toward it. There was a seat right next to him, his mind was asking why he wasnâ€™t sitting in it. As if his body had a mind of its own he found himself sitting in it though he didnâ€™t remember doing it. Oh well. He thought turning his attention back to the conversation heâ€™d been mostly paying attention to. The sooner he healed the better, he did not like this sort of in and out of it feeling. â€œI agree, there is nothing we can do at the moment but work on whatâ€™s in front of us. For everything else weâ€™ll have to keep our eyes open.â€<br/><br/>Rummaging through the pile of older stuff he began to play with some of the equipment. He would get to the easier things a little later. There was information on the older ones he was positive of it. He saw what the others were doing and he smiled thankful for the help. Glancing up from his work he nodded his head at Ryan and took the piece he was working on. It took him longer than he cared to admit to crack it. Ryan was a big help and he was positive he wouldnâ€™t have been able to get through it without his help.<br/><br/>After what seemed like years Eric looked up from his project and felt every muscle complain. He didnâ€™t realize how long heâ€™d been poring over his work. There were completed files to his left and uncompleted files to his right. There were still quite a few things to go over but their mountain of stuff had been downgraded considerably with the efforts of all three of them. Stretching he winced and grumbled under his breath. He really, really did not like to be injured and if it was planned he was going to kill the one whoâ€™d planed it all.