SYNDICATE - Season 1 - Episode 50

6 years ago

SYNDICATE - Season 1 - Episode 50

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He had woken up at one point, looking around in a confused manner. Dr. McNamara and Kieran assured him things would be okay, and that he should go back to sleep. Lia watched as Will’s eyes closed again and noticed Kieran’s thankful sigh. Will was in his room in the O’Meara mansion, his stable condition confirmed by the doctor. His injuries required rest, no offensive medical treatment needed to be taken. After a few hours of watching over Will himself, Kieran slowly pushed his chair out of his room. Lia followed. Kieran sat in the hallway for a few moments, blankly staring at a portrait of some dead relative. Lia stood silently by him. Dr. McNamara left, with the promise he would return to check on the patient in the morning. Only Murphy remained at Will’s side.

“Go home Lia,” Kieran said, finally making eye contact with his employee.

Lia turned to go, but felt something push at her from the back of her mind.If you don’t stay with him and help him now, you’ll be kicking yourself,Lia thought. After an internal battle waged between fear of her boss and her need to do what she felt was right, Lia turned around to face Kieran again.

He looked up at her as if realizing for the first time she had never left.

“No- I can’t, sir,” Lia said resolutely. Kieran’s eyebrows knitted together in a look of confusion.

“What?” he asked, tilting his head.

“I can’t go. I’m going to stay with you. You need help.” Lia thought she sounded pretty stanch, so she was surprised when he started laughing. His face went from confused to amused in 0.5 seconds. Lia couldn’t help but smile along with him, since she strangely got the sense he wasn’t laughingather.

“Well then,” he said, leaning on an arm of his wheelchair, “what would you like to help with?”

“Anything I can, I mean, I thought I would just help you when you need assistance, but I can do more,” she offered, nodding for emphasis.

Kieran was silent for a few seconds, seemingly studying her. “Okay,” he said finally. And that was all he said as he turned his chair. Lia pondered Kieran’s unique ability to make every one of his words matter.

His single ‘okay’ made Liafeelhis sincerity, and not just hear it. Somehow, with that one word, Kieran managed to convey the fact he honestly believed Lia was capable of helping him where he needed help, and he wasn’t just saying ‘okay’ to shut her up. She was always amazed by him when he did things like that.

So she followed him down the hallway, still in awe.

They entered the sitting room. Lia surveyed the people present. The commanders, Gilroy, Madden, and the team led by Shea were there. They had been arguing, but ceased speaking immediately upon Kieran’s entry.

“Diesel’s on his way,” Riley spoke before Kieran could even ask. Kieran nodded.

“We have to attack,” Nolan said, “there’s no way to avoid war.”

“Yes there is, shut up Nolan,” Riley countered.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about,” Nolan snapped at Riley. Kieran rubbed his forehead. The sight of Kieran distressed sent Lia into action, and before she knew what she was doing, she had interjected.

“Actually, there is way,” Lia cut in. Nolan’s attention instantly focused on Lia.

“Who the hell are you and why are you speaking?” Nolan spat at Lia.

“She’s with me,” Kieran said darkly. The room got silent. “…and if you insult her again, I promise youwon’tlike the consequences. So, let’s all shut the f--k up and listen to what the girl has to say.”

Kieran’s dark mood set a cloud of silence over the room. But Lia was star-struck. His protectiveness made her heart race and her stomach fill with sand. When he looked over at her and gave her a small, reassuring smile, she almost completely lost the ability to speak. But the thought of his distress sent her into action again.

“There is a way to avoid any full-scale violence. Two years ago, March 2010, we were on the brink of a turf war with the Italians. After a few run-ins, Kieran and Will thought up a brilliant plan to be mediated by a neutral… uh, organization. Central was called in to mediate and provide a verdict. The verdict was sent to a neutral in New York City in order to assure there was no bribing or bias. After the verdict was found to be legitimate, both sides paid their dues and the war was avoided.” Lia fell silent.

She looked sheepishly at everyone around the room after a few moments of silence. Almost
every person’s mouth was slightly ajar. Lia looked to Kieran, who wore the same shocked expression. Nolan had one eyebrow raised.