She sighs at the kiss to her head, the tension in her shoulders lessening slightly. Maggie pulls Sweets down for a quick kiss before she rests her head on his shoulder and reaches for one of his hands. Her voice falters a little when she tells him, "The outbreak that led to the destruction of Oakland a few months back coincided with an arrival at our main office. A CDC scientist who had faked her own death, killing a clone of herself and leaving the body behind. They dropped infected on the roof of the building, Lance. Non-residents who had no business being there in the first places. The whole outbreak was staged to bury a damn story."

Maggie's hand tightens on his. "Dave stayed behind to hold back security measures long enough to let the rest of the team out. When I saw his last broadcast, I cleared out my house guests and hoped they would make it here."