Madam Secretary - Season 4 -

By sunset, the Russian vessel had begun its retreat. No shots fired. No international incident.

The digital clock on Elizabeth McCord’s bedside table read 3:14 AM when her secure phone began its insistent, rhythmic chirp. Beside her, Henry groaned and pulled a pillow over his head—a practiced move after years of being married to the Secretary of State. Madam Secretary - Season 4

"Bess, if that’s the end of the world, tell them we’re busy," he mumbled. By sunset, the Russian vessel had begun its retreat

Entering the outer office of the West Wing, she found her team already in high gear. Daisy was drafting a "concerned but firm" press statement, while Jay was frantically mapping out the legal gray areas of Arctic maritime law. The digital clock on Elizabeth McCord’s bedside table

"Just a minor tectonic shift in the world order, babe," Elizabeth whispered, already reaching for her glasses. It was Blake.