Jack pretty much vaults himself away from his seat at the evidence table, closing the distance between himself and Bea in a single bound, landing next to her chair.
"So... we won?" He smiles, still not entirely sure what all the legal stuff means, but he's a 'Mister' now, which is pretty awesome.
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