Brianna, Tiberius, BF and Leslie stood outside the main entrance of The Facility, debating whether or not to go in after the others.
"We can't leave the doorway unguarded..." Leslie said.
"But what if the guys need help?" Brianna countered.
"Damn," Leslie muttered.
Meanwhile, something had caught Tiberius' interest. He jogged across the iron floor that extended out from The Facility, to the huge dock on the eastern side of it. The others followed.
"A vessel has embarked from here recently," Tiberius said to the others as they caught up with him. He was kneeling down at the edge of the dock, a soaking wet piece of rope in his hands.
"Well... shit," BF said in reply.
"What does that mean?" Leslie asked.
"That they cleared out of this place and probably took their giant weapon with them," Brianna answered.
"Most likely," Tiberius added.
"Well... shit," BF said again.
Inside The Facility, Grissom had hit a dead end when the hallway he was following turned into a staircase. The stairs led downwards, into a basement. The basement, and the stairwell descending towards it, had been flooded with water.
"Damn it. I need to know what's down there," Grissom said, turning his head to find Phil and Mxy approaching behind him.
"You think something's there?" Phil asked.
"There's nothing on these upper levels. Any storage or record keeping must be down there," Grissom replied, pointing. "We need to find out who's doing this. And we need evidence that can put them away."
"So..." Phil began. "How do we get down there?"
Grissom thought for a moment. "We need a team member who can survive and function underwater for an extended period of time..."
"Ooh! I know!" Mxy said, and disappeared for a moment. When he returned, Danny was standing beside him.
"Ta daaa!"
"What the...? Huh? Fuck!" Danny said, rubbing his head.
"Danny!" Phil exclaimed in surprise.
"Danny," Grissom said, sounding a lot more subdued. He turned his head and said "Mxy", in an accusatory tone. "A current team member".
"What in the name of shitfucking hell is going on?!" Danny yelled.
Phil answered before Grissom could say anything. "We need to find out if there's any evidence pointing to the identity of who's behind the robot attacks down in that flooded level."
"Oh. Right. So you need someone who can grow gills and fins and whale blubber and night vision and head down there," Danny replied.
"Apparently," Grissom said, glaring sideways at Mxy.
"You couldn't put on a goddamn scuba suit?" Danny asked.
"You see any around here?" Grissom countered.
Danny sighed, long and low. "Fine," he finally said.
"Great!" Phil said, grinning.
"Yeah," Grissom added.
Danny stepped to the edge of the flooded stairwell and took off his jacket.
"You know... if it wasn't for that robot squirrel tracking me down, this would be the weirdest thing that's happened to me all day," he said, then dived in.
