This was ridiculous, there was no reason for her to be this nervous. Granted, there was a more than likely probability that Elliot was going to be beyond pissed but she would deal with that. Heaven knew that she had dealt with that before and didn't family trump everything?
"Get a grip," she spoke out loud to herself and picked up the cell phone. Half hoping he would pick it up, half hoping he would let it go to voice mail, Annika listened to it ring four times. Then-
"Brown." He sounded tired and worn down.
Oh god. What was she going to say? How was she going to explain it, explain everything?
"Elliot?"
"Annika?" His voice filled with concern and worry. "Where the hell are you?"
"Elliot, we need to talk."