( Allison doesn't react, doesn't let her pain show through. This is Scott's to feel. Whatever he needs, she'll be there for him.

"We're coming. Right?" he asks, looking at Allison.

He lets emotion pull at the corners of her eyes as she nods. )

Yeah. We can be there in the morning.

( Or, soon, she - can see when they can be there. )

I can text you our flight details.

( Scott looks like he's trying to process it, like he could never be ready to believe his best friend of all time is in this place. Or, that he died. And has to decide if he wants his life to change forever. )

Scott?

( He draws in a breath.

"Don't let him decide until I get there. Please."

Allison watches as he ducks off the screen and sits back on the chair across from her. )

You're okay? You guys, you weren't hurt? What's being done about Derek?