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Frustration

"Maggie can you grab the bag of gifts from the back for me?"

As Nate turns around and is bum rushed by Laura he was happy nothing was in his hands being able to wrap them around her.

Pressing his lips to hers it felt like he hadnt kissed them in so long when it had only been a day.

Grabbing the bages from the back seat and than standing up again Maggie's eyes widen just a little bit as she blinks at Nate and Laura have there exchange of a kiss. Quickly covering her eyes with her free hand Maggie starts to walk quickly inside.

"Eeeewww....Nathan, Laura...gross."

Not being able to help the laugh that escaped his lips as Maggie went walking inside the house Nate has to pull back from Laura looking down into her eyes. Something was different he could see it. Maybe just this one day away was what Laura needed.

"Mmm...I missed you so much too."

Nate brings his hand to Laura's face and brush some hair from her face. Sweeping her up into his arms to carry her inside his eyes beamed as he looked at his wife.

"Your going to catch cold out here without a jacket."

Standing to go to the little makeshift stove Faith gives a smile as she drains the noodles. Thinking for a long moment.

"I always wanted to go to school to be a chef. Cooking has always been a passion for as long as I can remember. That, and learning how to ride a horse."

Faith gives him a sidelong glance her eyes twinkling showing that she understood Sparky had been sick and thats why she hadn't learned yet.

"Oh I guess I always wanted to write and paint too, but I think I would always choose cooking and cleaning first. Its a great way to show you care and take out your frustrations at the same time."

Why

Lost. That's the only word Gunner would be able to use to describe how he felt right now. Dalton and Scott had collected some very good information and they had gotten past thick security walls that could be used to get into Crescentview. Yet JT's rebuke kept coming to mind.

Gunner drives down the busy streets, looking this way and that, simply killing time and trying to work through everything that was going through his mind. Music played on the radio but it was far from his concentration.

Every thought, every prayer... they all revolved around Bree. Every time he remembered where she was, he cringed. Every time he dwelt on how many days had passed, his stomach turned to knots. She was his friend... more than a friend. And without her, he was realizing just how much she meant to him...

It was half an hour later, and the church was still and quiet. It was getting dark out, and candles were lit along the inside perimeter. Long pews stretched on each side and intricate woodwork towered above the sanctuary on the high ceiling. Enough line shone to make way for any weary traveler.

Gunner walks... trudges down the carpeted aisle. Stopping before the great stained glass window and alter with candles, he stares up at a statue of Jesus on a cross, alongside his mother Mary. She had such a peaceful expression.

Removing his baseball cap, Gunner lowers to his knees, his eyes still fixed on the quiet figures. He'd been brought to the Catholic church early on after the accident so many years ago. He'd often wondered if there was more, and long talks with Con had proved there was. He didn't always agree with all of the beliefs of this church, and he knew when he prayed, it was to God and no one else. He had been immersed several years ago for different reasons than perhaps some people from this congregation believed. But though he'd been seeking for a family where he felt he fit, here was where he had found peace and so here it was that he came.

God... why? Why did you let this happen? I don't understand. Bree is your child as much as I am... I just don't understand. How can we get to her? Surely you won't let her stay there in misery and let the enemy win. Surely it can't be your will to have us sit back and wait, blind as she suffers.

His eyes search the ornate workings before him that symbolized peace and love offered to all who would accept. His heart ached. But no more words seemed to form in his mind. His spirit was in anguish. All he wanted was an answer... all he wanted was a way.


Jade can't help her smile as she curls her fingers around Dan's. "You're right... and thank you. You may get more than you bargained for and get tired of me hiding behind you all the time."

Her eyes twinkle with mischief. "Or maybe not."

"Heeeey."

Jade swings her head around to the table behind her and smirks before giving Jeff's back a firm whack with her hand.

Jeff's chuckle is heard, though he doesn't turn from his table.

Jade's cheeks are red, but she doesn't care, and looks back to Dan. "We better be careful talking about those hiding places or they won't be secrets anymore."


Sparky's lips upturn at Faith's comment. He was sleepy and his body ached, but she held an air that kept him wanting to stay awake. "All the time, huh?"

He cocks his head, thinking for a long moment and probably further than he should have. But it was a gentle sequence that didn't bring color to his face, despite the context. "You've got the world at your fingertips and all your want to do is cook? Surely there is more in that heart of yours than that."

..............

Laura looks out the window and sees Nate's car, her eyes lighting up. She'd missed not being with him for over twenty-four hours. It just hadn't seemed right. Tossing aside the dish towel, she heads for the door just as Nate is getting out of the car.

Not caring that she didn't have a jacket on in the chilly breeze, she runs pellmell into Nate, wrapping her arms around him and giving a short laugh. Stopping to look up into his eyes, a smile was on her face this time - a genuine smile. "I missed you."

Find me

Coming to sit in the chair that Faith had dubbed her own as the food on the stove cooked she braught her one leg up on top of the other as a half Indian sit.

"Hey, if you get use to it, than that means I can cook for you more.."

Faith gives Sparky as grin as she can feel her own cheeks turn a little red. Once again like before Faith liked being here right now, and even if she got embarrassed she felt comfortable like she had known Sparky all her life.

"I think it would be nice to cook for someone all the time again. Since my mom and dad passed I don't do nearly enough of it anymore."

Sitting at the table with Jade Dan gives a nod with his head as another mouth full of food enters. The meal seemed extra good tonight but maybe that was because Jade, and him had spend the whole day riding in the mountains forgetting about lunch. Whatever it was though Dan was happy to be sitting across from her once again.

" I don't think that makes you a horrible sister at all actually."

Dan pauses for a moment taking a drink of his water collecting his thoughts before speaking again. He didn't know Dylan more than what Jade had told him, and the last thing he wanted to do was say the wrong thing.

"In all honesty I think you just a little scared to have him here. Things haven't always been the greatest with you guys, and you just think it might be the same old song. Its completely normal and there is a difference now too...."

Dan gives a smile as he reachs across the table and takes Jade's hand in his own.

"..You have hide aways and someone who can hide with you to make you smile."

Karla can't help the laugh that escaped her lips as she watched Carol and Kip interact. If she had never been told that they went really mother and son she never would of guessed differently. Just the was Carol seemed to act was so much like a mother you could tell she really did care.

Giving a small shakes of her head and starting to follow Carol Karla grins.

"If I dont get lost forever in this big house. Promise you will come and find me if I do Kip."

Karla sticks out her toung at Kip before continuing to follow Carol.

Conqueror

Sparky finds a spot at the foot of the bed, after shedding his boots, to sit. It was unusual for him to settle down cross-legged, but tonight it just felt comfortable and it was a good vantage point to watch Faith as she prepared supper. Smelling the spaghetti sauce made him wonder if perhaps he was just a little hungrier than he'd thought.

"You know..." His eyebrows rise as he thinks. "I don't know if I remember a time when someone has cooked just for me... let alone twice in the same day. You better be careful or I'm liable to get used to it."


"So... Mom said yes." Jade picks at her supper. It was quiet at their table tonight... Clint and Wendy were spending time at home, Rosetta and BJ were at their house, Luke wasn't able to get around today so Angel was home cooking for the two of them... with those gone, it really put a dent in the socializing.

Jade looks across the table at Dan, sighing. "I guess she finally figured it was better to let Dad have a go with Dylan instead of still trying to do it herself. I know Grandma won't be happy but... she's not happy about a lot of things. I'm just... I don't know... I love my brother, and I was so worried about him, and I just feel terrible about all the stuff he's gotten into, but... having him here... I don't know what to think of that. Am I a terrible sister for feeling like that?"


Kip rolls his eyes and take the book he has to lightly bop Karla over the head. "If I would have minded, I wouldn't have asked! I ask because I want you along, not because I'm so bored I just need to drag someone along."

"If you're ever bored," Carol intervenes, "you realize you've got plenty to cure that."

"Oh yes." Kip nods vigorously. "But today is my day off." He throws Karla a wink. "So I don't have to go out and scrape paint off the tool shed. I can sit in here and read a book instead."

"You do that, and pick a chair this time." Carol shakes her head in amusement before turning back to Karla. "You can come with me and we'll figure out the logistics then you can wander back here to find him before you two run off to Theo's."


"Oh, Hon, that's wonderful!"

"Is it?"

Laura recalls her earlier conversation with Paula. She sits on the guest room bed in the corner with her knees tucked up close and her head resting against the wall. She'd been at the farm all day now, and it had been short and long at the same time. After calling Nate, she'd hemhawed around for about fifteen minutes, and Paula had needed no more time than that to inquire as to what was wrong. A session over a cup of tea had ensued.

"We wanted a family... I think... maybe... just not this soon."

Laura sighs. She was done crying. Crying wouldn't do any good, and it wasn't going to change anything. He mind wanders to Nate. She loved him so much. And thinking about them having a family together did have an appeal. It really was something special. It was the blessing that Laura knew was there, but it was hard to accept anyway.

"But everything is going to change."

"Yes." Paula nodded without hesitation. "It is."

Laura blinked at Paula's lack of reassurance. "But... but I don't want it to."

Paula smiled and reached across the little kitchen table to put a hand to Laura's face. Pride shone in her eyes. "If God waited until you felt a hundred percent ready, would you ever?"

Laura's eyes fell and her cheeks grew warm. With her... probably not. Change was not on her list of things she liked, no matter how big or small.

She stretches a leg out and reaches over to the nightstand where she had set a little teddy bear. She couldn't remember the exact time Nate had given it to her, but she'd packed it before coming here. It wasn't as good as his hug, but it made her feel warm inside as she cuddles it close to put her face down into its fur.

"You're right that everything will change," Paula confirmed. "Laura Gibbs ended when you married Nate. Now Laura Driers the wife is ending and becoming Laura Driers the wife and mother."

"All our plans though... they're all gone."

"Yep. I know you had a couple trips planned and those will have to be set aside. Your career will change. Your relationship with every single person you know will change. With your brother, with your husband, with me, with your friends, with your coworkers. It will be different."

Laura smirked a little and looked down into her cup of tea. "Why can't you tell me I was wrong?"

She had wished she were wrong. There was just so much to think about. Another sigh comes and she lifts her head to look out the window. Just because she hadn't wanted to tell Nate yet didn't mean she didn't miss him.

"Because you're not." Paula chuckled. "Your freedom is gone and you know it. You're not stupid. I had a friend who thought having her first child would change nothing. It was quite a reality check once that baby was born. Her freedom was gone, she couldn't spend time with her friends like she had, and she started to miss the alone time with her husband, too. It was a hard lesson for her, but by the time number two showed up, she'd become a great mom."

She cocked her head and looked at Laura lovingly. "I know you didn't want these changes. I know you want your daily living to stay the same. And I know you didn't want to quit your job. But you know what?" She smiled. "Those things that you are losing won't leave empty holes. Yes... things between you and Nate will change, but you'll have something even greater to bring you closer together. Yes... things will change between you and your friends - your good friends. But you'll still be friends. Yes... things between you and your brother will change, but you'll always be brother and sister. Yes... your job will have to be set aside, but in five or six years, who's to say you can't go back to police work?"

"That's a long time."

"Yes it is. And in the meantime you might get another surprise that will make it even longer. But you can't focus on your losses, Laura. I know it's scary. And I know on a certain level, you're probably disappointed that things have to change now. But God can move mountains and part the sea... He can bring joy to your life too, no matter what changes take place."

No matter what changes. Laura sits up a little straighter and stares down at the teddy bear. She was a conqueror. She always had been. Even if things threw her for a loop and she crumbled in the beginning, in the end, she was a conqueror. She knew that's part of what Nate loved about her. She needed him to keep her safe, yet if he were gone, she would survive.

She thinks about what her job was like when she was out in the field with TJY. There was nothing she wouldn't face. There was nothing she couldn't overcome. She was the tough chick that even Hotshot himself admired. No one knew about her tears at home or when she'd run to Con to fall to pieces behind closed doors.

This really was no different. She'd had her little crying session and had faced the shock. Aunt Paula had helped her think things through and though finding that she hadn't been wrong about all the changes that would happen, she'd been reassured that it wasn't the end. Some things would end, yes. But Laura herself had not ended. This was just a new hurdle to be conquered and with God's help, she could do it.

"What about raising a child and... and making sure it knows God? I mean... wow."

Paula chuckled again. "You're right. It is a 'wow' job. But are you a strong Christian?"

"I try to be."

"Is Nate?"

"Oh, yes."

"With two strong Christian parents, that child will receive all of the instruction it could ever need. And that's the most you can do. The rest is up to God - just like everything else. And when you get scared that your child will take the wrong path, you pray and pray hard. You put your faith in God then pray some more."

Pray. Laura knows that all her strength was in God. Nate was her strong tower when she needed shelter, but when more than a hug was needed, it was always God that saw her through. He would see her through this too. Yes... things would change, and in a very very big way. But there was a flip side. There were things to look forward to and... it was a new adventure.

For the first time since finding out the news, a smile breaks Laura's lips. A flutter goes through her stomach at the thought of telling Nate. She would be excited... for both of them. She would be positive for their family's sake. And slowly, she would conquer this. Now... how on earth would she tell Nate?

Getting up from the bed in a hurry, Laura trots down the hall to the kitchen. "Paula? Can we go do our shopping tonight before Nate and Maggie come in the morning?"

The little teddy bear remains on the bed, recovering from being squeezed. Many things would need to be sacrificed... but God would help all recover... and blessings would follow.

Destination

Going first into the bunch house Faith gives a small laugh. She was happy Sparky was letting her come back to the bunk with him. Not that she didn't like spending time with everyone else it just seemed more fun to be with Sparky.

"Well, I will at least make something even if you don't eat that's alright but than there will be food there incase you do her hungry. It was save you a trip to the dinning hall."

Once Sparky is in and the light turned on Faith gets to work pulling what few items she had put into the fridge out.

In no time on the small gas grill Faith had spaghetti starting to cook. It would take a little bit longer than a stove but the slower it cooked the better it would taste.

Hearing that she wouldn't have to work tonight and could start tomorrow a bit of excitement flashes on Karla's face. She had, had such a blast with Kip before she new there would be no problem doing it again. Just spending time with people was nice too. Alot better than sitting around her cold apartment.

"I"ll go with you than. If you really dont mind that is Kip!"

Karla new that if he had minded Kip wouldn't have asked, but non the less they had to throw that on there anyways.

A little shocked and taken back, but the next perk to her job, getting free food had not been on her list. But to know they would shair there own with her like that was nice. Maybe now she would have less days of going hungry. Everything seemed so unread.

"Yes please. I would like to take the job. Anything is better than nothing not to mention you offer some good perks too."

Looking to Kip Karla throws a smile before looking back to Carol. She couldnt help but be excited about this new adventure.

Sitting at his desk Nate continues to work while listing to Laura on the other line. It was strange to think about how Laura wouldn't be there when he got home. It had been quite a while since they had been apart from each other. It would be a long night, but a better tomorrow when he got to see her again.

"Yeah I have been watching the weather here at work too. Just be carrel and yes please call me when you get there so I know."

Nate didn't want to sound over protective of Laura, he he just wanted to know when his wife got to her destination ok so he didnt have to worry.

"I love you Laura and I will be bright and early tomorrow."

Gentle wave

Sparky quirks an eyebrow as he treads slowly across the ranch yard.
Yes! I would love that. I've enjoyed your company all day and really don't want to go back to my bunk alone. I feel like I haven't talked to you enough, like there's so much more yet to hear. You're fascinating as I listen to all the things I don't yet know about you, but I feel like I've known you for years at the same time. Who needs quiet time and space when they've got someone like you around?
He shakes his head, a wry grin sneaking onto his lips. "Sure. I don't have much of an appetite, so don't take offense if I don't eat much but... your company is more than welcome. I just hope you don't get sick too."

Wandering towards the bunkhouse, a few people going to supper greet him, happy that he's on the mend. He makes light of the topic, not liking the attention, or thinking about how sick he'd been. Making it back to his porch, his walk is weary as the short excursion has made him quite tired. He tries his best not to let it show though, and holds the door open for Faith. "Since the sun is setting behind us, shadows must go first."


Carol could see the spark in the young woman's eyes and knew there was much more here than someone just wanting some extra cash. Kip had always been sensitive to others who were in need, and it was now proven again. And Carol's heart was big enough to let someone else in.

Shaking her head with a smile, she answers Karla. "You don't have to do a thing tonight, other than have fun with the others. If you want the job, you can start as early as tomorrow."

Kip's grin widens and he glances to Carol. "Don't forget to tell her about the food too."

Carol gives him a sidelong glance, question passing through her eyes. "The...?"

"You know." Kip nods. "Since she'll be working here."

"Oh...oh! Yes... of course." Carol blinks before turning back to Karla, having finally gotten Kips hint and agreeing. "When we go back to the study, we'll go by the kitchen and I'll show you the one refrigerator where we keep leftovers and basically food that's just on hand for things other than our main meals." She laughs. "It's the one Erik and Kip raid all the time. But basically you can help yourself any time. If you forget your lunch or anything, that fridge is always open, so don't be shy."

Kip lifts his eyebrows several times, lowering his voice to a whisper. "We keep the ice cream in that freezer too."

Carol rolls her eyes in amusement. "So yes... if you think you'd like to take the job, we can go start on the paperwork."


Gage shrugs then shakes his head. "I really don't have a preference tonight. You pick."

Though perhaps things had grown between Gage and Sapphire, now that they had both expressed a liking for each other, their interaction didn't seem to change much. Conversation was still enjoyed, and quiet moments were too. Gage found himself at ease like always, just a little surprised that his boldness earlier had not led to more awkwardness. But it hadn't... it was just like they always were but... better... warmer. But not embarrassed or awkward. It was something new... but not scary. Unknown... but not feared. And when he looked into Sapphire's eyes, nothing was different. She was the same... he was the same. Maybe things were even easier now that they knew they both felt the same way. All in all, Gage liked it. Maybe he was getting closer to the life he wanted after all.


For some, the night comes and goes like a gentle wave, crashing upon the shore then slipping away, lost to time but not forgotten.


Laura pulls into a gas station, needing to fill the car before traveling out of town. But before getting out, she takes her cell phone and dials, waiting for Nate to answer. They'd been able to see each other only for a couple minutes this morning, and it just wasn't enough.

"Hey, it's me... just wanted to let you know I'm on the road. There's some rain predicted, but it shouldn't get much worse than that by the time I get to Dan and Paula's. Do you want me to call you again when I get there?"

Growl

"Ah, maybe she wont raz you to much. I bet if she is smart she will know the fresh air is good for you as well. Than again maybe razzing you is just something fun to do."

Coming back around and just listing to the night sounds everything seemed so peaceful. It was hard to believe term oil could ever be layed to rest here. Everything just seemed to fit right, and run so smooth.

Feeling Sparky's hand rest against hers for a moment Faith can't her but curl her fingers just a little before releasing them again. Giving a little giggle she could feel her cheeks getting red already as there was a flutter in her stomach.

Starting to walk back twords the bunk house Faith slows her walking just a little. It felt strange to not want the walk to end. To feel like you had enough energy to walk around the ranch another 5 times and still not be tired. But all good things had to come to an end, and Faith wasn't even sure if she had worn out her welcome already.

"If you want, I come make you some dinner. I love to cook so I wouldn't mind. But if you would like your space and quiet time I could let you be as well. I know I have kind of been your shadow as of late."

Giving a hearty laugh Dalton nods understanding what Scott was saying. He was getting quite tired himself after working all day and night.

"Understandable. I'll see you back bright and early. It your turn to bring the jerky. I'll get another supply of MD!"

Giving a laugh as Kip slides down the latter Karla couldn't help the slight patter in her heart that seemed to be over looked for the last few days. Maybe it was just the excitement of everything but it still felt good to know she had someone to look forward to seeing.

As Kip invites her to come to there band practice and than join them for pizza Karla's face lights up. She hadnt eaten all day because of lack of food, so at the thought of pizza made her tummy growl.

"I'd like that..."

Giving a glance to Carol Karla smiles.

"..that is if your mom doesn't need me to clean tonight?!"

Pulling the car out of the parking lot and starting out down the road. Sapphire throws a glance to Gage. A bit of color was still on her face from the exchange they had, but there was a soft twinkle in her eyes that had not been there before. It almost felt as if she was standing a little bit taller now.

"Ohhhh...yeah I can talk to him for you. I don't see why he would have a problem with that as long as he cant find some time from work. He defiantly is better in the finding good cars than I am."

Quiet again for a little bit as they drive Sapphire makes a quick stop at a mail box to send out some things she had from work. Pulling away and starting down the road again she makes a comment to Gage.

"You know we never decied where we should eat. Have any favorites you would like to go to?"

Strange feelings

Sparky chuckles and shakes his head. Adjusting his weight, he just watches Faith walk backward for a moment, admiring how her features reflected the soft moonlight and how her eyes sparkled. Finally he gives in and starts forward again, coughing just a little as he tries not to laugh more. "Well, I don't want to be accused of making you walk alone."

Catching up to her, he falls into step beside her once again. "Angel's gonna go check on me just to find me gone," he muses. "She'll probably give me a hard time, but this fresh air has felt good."

Passing a bush by one of the corrals, he reaches out to snap a dead twig off to keep his fingers busy. Eventually, small talk seems to run out, so silence falls upon the two, the only sound the soft crunching under their feet. They wind up a ways away from the ranch yard, circling back in a wide arc.

The twig in Sparky's hand had been whittled away by his fingers down to almost nothing, so he tosses it on the ground. As his hand swings back to his side, it brushes against Faith's own hand and for a moment, rests against her palm.

Feeling heat on the back of his neck, Sparky quickly slips his hand into his pocket, ignoring the strange feelings he'd been experiencing since the other day. "I guess they'll be starting supper now," he comments, implying that their walk was probably coming to an end. He was aimed toward his bunk though, still not intending to join the others.


"Dude, you are so good." Scott returns the high-five before leaning back and stretching. "I want to do more, but I'm afraid my brain isn't going to handle anymore tonight. Not to mention, if I don't get home, Domino's liable to take her frustration out on the carpet."

He smirks and stacks up some of his own printouts. "Reconvene tomorrow?"


Kip's grin stays on his face as he closes the book he'd been reading. "I'm doing alright. It was either read a book or play the guitar but seeing as though I left that at Theo's... the books got a turn."

Karla's comment that she'd hoped to see him seems to make his eyes smile just as little bit more. "I see you're getting the grand tour."

"She is," Carol confirms. "Seems she'll be able to find her way around here in no time if she decides to take the job."

"I hope she does." Kip proceeds to slide down the ladder instead of turning around and climbing.

Carol rolls her eyes. "One of these days you're going to land on your backside and I'm going to laugh."

Kip laughs. "You've been telling me that for years and it hasn't happened yet."

"There's a first time for everything."

Kip just grins and shakes his head, looking back to Karla. "If you don't have any plans after you're done, I gotta swing back over to Theo's to get my guitar, then later we're all gonna hang out for a bit of practice then pizza... you're more than welcome to join."


Gage's eyes glisten as he returns Sapphire's smile. He's a little surprised when she leans in again, not having expected that reaction. But his smile grows wider when her stomach interrupts them. He gives a light laugh and nods. He hadn't been hungry earlier, more upset than wanting food. But he was in a better mood now and figured he should at least try to eat something. "Okay. I just gotta get something on my feet."

Once he's got his shoes and socks on and has donned his denim jacket, he follows Sapphire outside to her car. Settling in the passenger seat and buckling in, Gage watches as she puts the car in gear and backs out of the parking space.

"Hey, Sapphire..." He pauses, studying the car for a few moments. "Your brother... knows a lot about cars, right? Do you... think he'd be willing to teach me how to drive... then help me find a car sometime? Sometime when I can afford it, I mean?"

Spending

"Mmmmm...."

Nate can't help the soft moan that came from his lips as Laura runs her hand through his hair, she sweet lips pressed to his own. His emotions coming forth in his own kiss, but keeping it decent in case Maggie entered the room.

As Laura pulls away Nate looks up into her eyes searching them for a long moment, a smile on his lips though still a little worry lingered. Wrapping his arms around Laura Nate pulls her into a strong hug.

"Its ok. You go take your bath and I will clean up dinner, and get Maggie to bed."

Walking in the night air with Sparky was enjoyable like it had been since she got there. Talking with him came so easy and even the silence felt comfortable. Two things that didn't come easy for her till she met Sparky.

Coming to the mess hall and hearing Sparky's comment Faith gives him a sidelong glance a grin forming on her face.

"I wouldn't be here if I didn't want to me, and I am here because I like spending time with you."

Turning around and walking backwards a few steps Faith shakes her head a little her eyes twinkling in the night light.

"Well, are you coming? or gonna make me walk alone now?"

Reaching for his own print outs Dalton looks through the papers before his computer once again. Clicking through a few more things and finally coming up with the web page he was looking for while listing to Scott.

Leaning back in his chair Dalton gives a grin as he holds the papers out to Scott.

"I got the utility services, and..."

Dalton moves his computer monitor around so Scott could see the list of names, times, dates for the next month.

"..Each person's work schedule. I think this should help Gunner out. I even found a way into there security camera's and can shut them off, even get there feed for each room right here."

Holding his large hand out for Scott to gives a high five Dalton pops another peace of jerky in his mouth with a large sip of pop.

Misunderstanding

Nate's question brings Laura's head up to look him in the eye. Glancing to the kitchen and knowing Maggie was still at the table, she sits up then scoots over, straddling Nate's lap to face him. Cocking her head, she puts her lips to his, offering a slow kiss as her hands move up to rake her fingers through his hair.

Drawing back, her eyes lock with his once more. "Of course I know you love me," she whispers. "And I love you too... with all my heart."

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she nuzzles into him for a cuddling hug. "It's just been a long day," she mumbles into him. "I'm sorry if I'm a grouch. I think I'm going to go take a hot bath before bed."


Sparky accepts his boots and socks and throws Faith a withering look, though his eyes held a teasing glint. "The day I can't find my way around here is the day they need to call the loony bin to come pick me up."

He leans down to don his socks, then pauses. "Of course... most days its a struggle just to get this old head on straight."

Finally finished, he stands up, heaving a sigh. "Okay... let's see what the great outdoors is like today." Finding one of his jackets, he also slaps his worn cowboy hat on his head. Opening the door, he takes a deep breath. The evening air was a little chillier than he'd expected. Even during winter months, it really didn't get all that cold this far south, but after being in a toasty room for the last few days, it did feel cold outside.

Stepping out on the porch though, he's hit with a wave of dizziness. The closest thing to hang onto is Faith's shoulder as he closes his eyes for a moment. "Mmm... sorry..." He blinks and shakes his head a little. "Maybe my head isn't on as straight as I thought it was."

Coughing again, he waits for that to pass and finally goes slowly down the steps. Taking it easy, he tucks his hands in his pockets and wanders to the perimeter of the ranch, forcing himself not to go to the barn. Once they're close to the dining hall though, he stops and turns to Faith. "I think I'll be okay now... you don't have to stick with me just 'cause you think you have to or anything." Though he really did enjoy the company, he didn't want to burden her unnecessarily... even if what he thought she might have said earlier was true. "I'm sure you'll want to spend time with some of the others here at supper. I'll probably head back to my bunk though and spare the others my germs that I'm coughing all over the place."


Scott look sat his computer screen with satisfaction, then glances to Dalton's as well, finding that they both were going at about the same pace. It was getting late... after dark and way after hours. But with enough Mountain Dew and classical music, neither men wanted to call it quits yet.

"What ever did TJY do without us?" he teases. Leaning back in his chair, he picks up all the pages that had been printed out for Gunner. "Okay, so far we've got surface information... a few doctor's names... some of the nurses... and we do have a layout of the Crescentview's building. I think what would be really good is if we can lay eyes on a schedule... when security switches over... when they lock up for the night... that sort of thing. And.... if we can tap into their computers and find out what places they use for utility services, maybe that could be an in for Gunner... pretty basic, but the 'tv repair guy' routine still works on occasion."


Gunner paces... again. He couldn't sit still. He was wearing a path in the living room carpet, the same as JT was wearing one in the kitchen as he spent hours on the phone. Eventually, JT hangs up and comes into the living room, flopping down in his chair. "It's money," he confirms. "Bree's parents needed her out of the way to get their hands on an inheritance that rightly belongs to Bree."

Gunner stops pacing and quirks an eyebrow. "And she didn't know about it?"

"Not that I know of. But that's why this whole thing worked so smoothly. And now... I don't know. My lawyer worked all day and got nowhere. He said down every path is a dead end. Everywhere he turns, there's some legal blockade."

"This couldn't have been set up overnight."

"No... no, it's obviously a web of legal maneuvers set up over a span of time. My sister and her husband know what they're doing, unfortunately."

"So, now what?"

"I don't know. While we might have found a motive, it can't be easily proven, especially if they've got everyone convinced that Bree is legitimately insane. They could say it was just a coincidence about the money." JT pauses. "You get anywhere on Crescentview?"

"No... nothing. Their security is too tight for me to get through so... I got a couple recruits and they're helping me out." Gunner sits down slowly on the couch. Not only was he worried, but he missed Bree something awful. Days had passed.... he wasn't used to not seeing her in a day, let alone several in a row. It just felt... lonely. "You know if we find the right information, it's going to be up to us and not your lawyer."

"Whoa whoa..." JT holds up his hand. "Stop right there. What do you mean by 'recruits?'"

Gunner's eyebrows rise. "I mean a couple friends at work. Computer guys. They can get places I can't."

JT lets out a long sigh. "Gunner... when I said I wanted you to find information, I may have not minded if Reese didn't know you were spending time on it, but in no way did I want anything illegal to be done."

Gunner can feel his defenses rising. "Well, how else am I supposed to find the information we need?! I tried calling people and trying to get what I needed, but they're so tightly shut that I couldn't even figure out what internet provider they have! I got nothing without breaking into their system."

JT gives a little groan. "There are people out there, Gunner! You just have to find them."

"Well, I can't! Not in the amount of time we have! Getting into their system is the only way, and that will get us everything! I thought that's what you wanted."

"Of course I want their information! But we have to keep this legal, don't you understand? I wanted you to sniff around, not break through security! Any information I can get to my lawyer has got to be clean - otherwise he can't use it because he'll be at risk."

Gunner frowns, his temper bubbling again. "What does he care about schedules and electric companies?"

"If he knows names and he can find out who to call and who'd be most willing to listen, that's a plus. If he can find out if they're late paying their water bill, that's a plus. If he can find out when they need maintenance so he can have someone sniff around, that's a plus. But at least it will be him, and not us! Lawyers are here for a reason! We can't just go in the dead of night and steal Bree away!"

"Why not?"

JT eyes Gunner, realizing that his friend was serious. "Because if we get caught, we're at fault and we'll never get her out of there. We have to let the lawyer take the evidence we get and use it. At least he'll be doing the rest legally."

"But we're already doing things illegal!"

"Apparently you are!" JT throws up his hands. "And it's dangerous! I'm sorry, Gunner, but you're going to have to go right back to staying above the law here. Tell your friends to back off and we'll be okay. You need to snoop here, not cheat."

"But-"

"No!" JT shakes his head with emphasis. "I'm sorry if you thought I was okay with you crossing that line, but I'm not. If we don't keep this entire thing legal, we are sunk.

Gunner knew that what he'd implied to Dalton and Scot was different... and he was going to leave it that way. He did not trust this side of the legal system and if he had to figure out a plan himself, he would. Deciding not to argue any more though, he holds his tongue. Another day was gone and they needed to rest. He'd keep his own plan in the back of his mind. "Alright," he answers calmly. "We keep waiting."

Happy

Just holding Laura Nate couldnt help it that his worry grew. He could tell when something was wrong, or things were just not right and when Laura didn't want to talk to him about it he deffintly new it was not something good.

As if he needed more confirmation that some really wrong Laura's suggestion of going up to Dan and Paula's a day early without him was a sure sign. Giving a shaky breath Nate just rubs Laura's arm. He wanted to desperately to know what was wrong, but he didn't dare ask, Not now.

"Ummm...yeah, I don't see why that would be a problem. Just drive safe, there is some bad weather coming up in the next few days starting tonight."

Leaning his head down on Laura's Nate closes his eyes for a moment taknig in Laura's sweet smell. She always smelled so good, and her skin always soft how could he ever tell her no.

"I love you Laura, you know that...right?"

Looking up from her book as she hears Saprky's voice Faith gives a smile closing it for now. She had started her book last night and now was almost done with it. Though she didn't mind at all. Watching over Sparky had given her quiet time, and time to read two things she loved.

"Than you did but its alright as long as I have a book. I slip into readying and I dont relize myself how much time slips by."

Placing her book on the dresser where it often found its home now Faith gives her own little stretch her back giving a few pops.

Giving a small laugh as Sparky trys to find his boots Faith walks over to the front door picking them up. Giving a shakes of her head she goes back over to the bed side and sits down handing them, and a pare of socks to Sparky.

"Here your boots are Spark. Are you sure you can make it outside without getting lost?"

Faith's eyes twinkle showing she was not making fun of Sparky but only teasing him. If he needed help she would more than gladly help him.

Following Carol around the house Karla new at least once or twice she would get lost before she really did know her way around. But non the less Karla was enjoying the tour and seeing what should would be doing for work.

Coming to the large oak Karla waits intently as Carol opens the large doors. Looking into the library Karla felt like she was in heaven. Stepping into the room Karla's eyes scan the books and the shelfs. Never had she seen so many books in one place before. So at aw with all the books Karla didnt even notice Kip.

Hearing his voice Karla gives a little jump coming back down to earth. Looking up to see Kip a smile forms on her face as she gives a wave back. She was happy to see him even though he had startled her.

"Heya. I'm hanging in there. How about you? I was hoping I would see ya today."

Surprise Perch

Somewhere between awake and sleep, Sparky's eyes flutter for just a moment as the mug is taken from his hand but he remains quiet and still. His ears pick up the sound of a sweet voice and his sleeping mind recalls his angel's face, soft and glowing. Caught in a world of dreams, he cannot pull himself into complete awareness, but he hears the words being spoken and they bring about a special kind of warmth from within. Feeling the gentle kiss to his forehead, his mind tricks him into believing that he is reaching out for the angel. But she only smiles and backs away, fading into the blurred background. And he sleeps.

Several hours pass and the sun begins it's nightly journey towards the western horizon once again. Chores are being finished in the barn before dark, and talk is of supper. It had been a chilly day, and everyone would be glad to get inside for the evening meal.

Sparky opens one eye then the other, taking a slow glance around the room. It was a odd color... a rosy pink as the sun was setting. Somehow, Sparky had wound up under the blankets in bed again - he could only guess it had been his impromptu caretaker.

Rolling over confirms it. Faith is where she had been the last time he'd woken up - in the chair, reading. A sleepy smile comes to his lips. "I guess I left ya for a while." He yawns and stretches long, some of his joints popping as he did. "Mm... I'm getting stiff lying here for too long."

Yawning again, he props himself up with a pillow and looks at Faith again. He had a strange new memory tugging at his consciousness, and he searches Faith's eyes, wondering if his dream had really been a dream or not. This time though, he decides to tuck away that warm little thought and keep it to himself. Dream or reality, it made him feel good.

"I think I might want to get up and go outside for a bit," he muses. "Some fresh air sounds pretty good right about now." He was tired, but he knew it would do him good to get up and get out for a while. What he'd really like to do would be go check on things in the barn, but he knew better at this point. If he did, he'd have people all over him for working before he was well.

Managing to sit up, he runs a hand through his tousled hair and looks around the floor. "That is... if I can find my boots."


Feeling Nate on the couch, then his arm around her just about sent Laura into another crying mess. She managed to stay in control though, holding back the tears. She didn't want Nate asking too many questions... not yet... not when she wasn't yet ready to answer them.

Just resting under his arm for a moment, she then scoots to turn around and slide up onto his lap, curling herself into his chest and burying her face against his neck. She was her protection... her fort... her strength. And right now, she needed that strength.

Remaining quiet for several long moments, she just closes her eyes and lets him hold her. If they were ever apart, this is what she would miss the most... just him having his arms around her.

Eventually, she speaks, though it's soft and partially muffled against his shirt. "Would you mind if I went a day early to Uncle Dan and Aunt Paula's? Would that... would that be okay?"

Her fingers fiddle with his shirt collar. She knew he didn't really like it when she was gone, and all three of them would be going up to the farm this week, but maybe just one night extra night for her would be okay with him. "I can call when I get there and... and then we can do what we'd planned when you and Maggie come up?"


"Okay then." Carol smiles and stands up. "Let's start at the front of the house."

Leading the way, she takes Karla to the more familiar entrance of the house, then begins the casual tour. She shows her all the rooms that would need to be cleaned. Some were rarely used, but they were cleaned anyway so that dust did not build up. There was no real heavy cleaning, it just had to be consistent to avoid any deep cleaning later on.

Down one hall, up a flight of stairs, down another hall, up another, down another stairway... to those who lived there, they knew their way around like the back of their hand. But to a newcomer, it could feel a bit like a maze. It was not surprising that it would require so many hours to keep everything tidy. But if a schedule was maintained and every day a different section was tackled, it could be a relatively easy job as far as physical work went.

The back part of the house near the sun room and kitchen are only briefly pointed out as Carol knows Karla has already been there, and she also knows that Kyle and Alice are spending time alone and doesn't want to interrupt them. Continuing the tour, her tone is cheerful and warm as she tries to put Karla at ease.

"And this... this is a good room if you want some peace and quiet." Carol reaches for the large oak door and swings it open to reveal a library. And oh, what a library it was. Shelves of books lined the walls and stretched all the way to the ceiling. Several beautiful windows rose to the ceiling as well, giving a grand view of the same garden that the sunroom overlooked - but they were one floor above it. The wood floor had several plush area rugs and several couches and chairs were spread throughout for anyone wishing to spend time reading. A desk sat in one corner and up above in the middle of the ceiling was a grand chandelier. The room had an old feel to it with dark woodwork and it was arranged as one might find an old English home's library. The shelves were even complete with a couple rolling ladders so one could find the books they wanted on the top shelves. And it just so happens that one of them is occupied.

Instead of finding a soft chair, Kip was in his normal thinking spot, clear up top one of the ladders. Turned around to sit on one of the rungs, one leg was hanging down straight, while the other was brought up closer to his chest so his book could rest against his knee. Realizing that he was no longer alone, he peers down at the two newcomers and a smile spreads on his face. "Hey, you two."

Carol gives a little jump, startled by Kip's presence. "My word, Kip... you're going to give me a heart attack."

Kip's grin widens. "Sorry." His eyes shift to Karla and he gives a little wave. "How are ya?"


Kyle kisses the top of Alice's head and leans his own back, closing his eyes. "I don't think it would be possible for me not to let you follow me anymore. Even Peter Pan didn't want to live without his shadow."

Crazy

Just listing to Sparky was nice and Faith loved it. Every word out of his mouth held something new, every story seemed exciting to her and she just wanted to hear more and more. Not growing bored, or tired once while listing to him.

As the tables are turned, and Faith start to talk about herself she starts with her own storys about being in Thailand and some of the things she found exciting. From how she would help her father with his bulls, to her mother in the kitchen. She could slip into the tomboy roll, and the woman roll very well when the time called for it. Though she preferred to get a little dirty form time to time.

As her story ends Faith looks over at Sparky and a grin form on her face as he was fast asleep once again. Faith could only hope it was not her boring story that had knocked him out.

Standing she goes over to Sparky to take the cup from his hand but stops just looking down at his sleeping form on the bed. Sitting down on the edge, she would only alow herself to watch him sleep for just for a moment.

Reaching her hand out, for a reason she was not even sure why Faith lets it brush Sparky's cheek. Liking the feel under her fingers. A bigger smile froms on her face as she just lets her fingers linger. A whisper forming on her lips.

"Thank you Sparky for letting me take care of you. If I died tomorrow, I'd be satisfied knowing I helped one last person before I went. I don't know why I feel so drawn to you, I just...do."

Leaning in to Sparky Faith could feel her heart race as she gave Sparky's forhead a gentile kiss before she retreated with the cup in hand to the small skin to wash up the few dishes they had. She'd never have the guts to say what she just did to Sparky while he was awake for fear he would think she was crazy for getting attached so fast.

Taking the last bite of food Nate looks up as Laura gets up to put her stuff in the sink. She had been over quiet today, and almost avoided Nate as much as she could to not talk with him. Since they had been married it hadnt been like Laura to do that. Sometimes she needed her space, but she would tell Nate and he would back off.

Looking across the table at his sister he watches the eyes that looked back at him. She to new something just wasn't write. Giving her a smile Nate dors her best not to worry her.

"Finish your dinner and I will be right back ok?"

Standing and bringing his own plate to the sink Nate ruffles his sister hair on his way back through.

Entering the living room slowly Nate was cautious not sure if Laura wanted to really be left alone or not, but if she did he figured she would tell him like she had before. Moving to the couch Nate side down just looking at Laura for a long moment. Something was wrong, he could feel it but would Laura reveal it in her own time to him? Reaching out Nate puts a gentile arm around her pulling her into hug. Maybe it was as simple as a bad day at the office but something told him it was more.

Following William through the house Karla couldn't help but be nervous. She'd been here before but now it was for a different reason and Kip wasn't there eather witch felt just a little strange.

Getting to the office and giving a smile at Carol Karla just studys her for a moment listening to her talk. Making her way to the table and sitting down Karla cant help but look around the office room. It was so big, and everything seemed so clean as it was. But finally her eyes come back to Carol as she listens to what she was explaining and the rules about working.

"Oh, Saturday and Sunday would be perfect says off. I'm really not picky."

Giving another friendly smile to Carol Karla continues listing. She had, had jobs much worse than cleaning someones house not to mention it would be quite the adventure to see every nook and cranny of the house.

Karla gives a small nod at the mention of taking a tour of the house. She had yet to see the whole thing and wouldn't mind.

"Sure, I'd like to see the rest of the house."

Receiving Kyle's kiss Alice lets her own passion show thought. Never could she tired of his lips, or his kiss. Alice felt complete again with Kyle and she loved him so much.

As Kyle draws back Alice looks up into his eyes a smile on her lips as she just gets lost for a moment in his eyes. Not answering right away one would think Alice didnt have an answer for Kyle but finally she words come soft.

"It's imposable to make a shadow go away, and the same is for me. No matter where you go Kyle, I will follow. As long as you let me."

Bringing her arm around Kyle Alice leans her head on his chest. Just listing to the sound of his beating heart. She felt so comfortable in this moment, and with Kyle.

Haywire emotions

"Mmm..." Sparky swallows another mouthful of soup. "Well, you do a good job. And lemme tell ya, I've had a lot of different food in my time. I think I could handle this soup any day."

Glancing up now and again, he would catch Faith's eye and just look at her for a moment as if trying to see what lay behind her gaze. Indeed he was. He wondered what it was about her that drew him in. What was it that made him unable to keep his eyes off her for too long? What was it about her voice that made him want to listen, just to hear it? What was it that made her eyes shine with joy, even though she faced many trials? Perhaps simply knowing that she had sacrificed the last few days to help care for him was what intrigued Sparky.

Engaging himself in a bit of small talk, he chats while he eats, telling Faith about some of his horseback riding adventures, tales of where he used to live, and how God had helped him and this family through so much. Long after his soup bowl was empty, he wonders if he's ever talked so much in his life and hopes he hasn't bored Faith to death.

Even so, his body was growing more tired after it had been through so much the last few days. Eventually, he has slid back down on his side with his head on his pillow once more. The small talk was continuing, but it was Faith's turn, so Sparky listens, but his eyes grow heavy. He tries to keep them open because he wanted to listen, but before he knew it, he had slipped into sleep.

His chest moves in and out slowly in a gentle rhythm, his hand slowly sliding down to hang off the bed. Thankfully, his mug was empty of tea and it hung from his fingers instead of crashing to the floor.


Kyle chuckles as he likes hearing Alice's dreams, no matter if they were realistic or not. "Who knows... with the way things are going, nothing should surprise me anymore. Not to mention, it's all backward. How many guys get asked to head up a band that's already established? And to go with his name? It's crazy. Then to blend so well that one would think they'd been together forever... not to mention the chance for a record company to hear you?" He shakes his head. "That's God for ya though, huh? Always full of surprises and nothing that seems logical."

Pausing, he cocks his head to see Alice's face, a quirky grin forming. Wriggling his weight around, he pulls her up on top of him so he can wrap both arms around her in a tight squeeze. "Kind of like us. Totally illogical."

Still grinning, he brushes her hair from her face before gently pulling her closer so he can give her a kiss. It was only in the quiet moments alone that he let his passion through, and today he was just happy to be with his best friend.

Drawing back, his eyes carry on his smile. "Wherever this band ends up going... you'll come with me, won't you?" It wasn't the first time he asked her, and probably wouldn't be the last. But her assurance that she wouldn't leave was something that he clung to.


William strides to the door and opens it halfway, peering out to see who was there. Though his face was somewhat stern, there was a softness to his eyes. A smile was hard to find, but if one looked close enough, they could see it. "Hello, Karla." He also had a good memory. "Come in, please."

He opens the door wider and ushers her inside out of the chilly air. "I heard you might be coming," he muses. "You must be here to see Carol. Follow me, please."

His step is long but slow as he leads Karla down one hall, down a couple steps, up a few more, then down another hall and finally into what appeared to be a large study. "Someone to see you," he announces.

Carol had yet to meet Karla officially, though she had seen her spending time with the others last night. Looking up from her desk, a wisp of blonde/gray hair flutters on her cheek. Her eyes twinkle as a smile comes to her lips. "You must be Karla. Hello."

Standing, she walks across the room, nodding to William. "Thank you."

Nodding back, William takes his leave.

Carol looks back to Karla, still smiling. She was a tall and slender, elegant woman, fitting the this wealthy house, yet not holding any fake airs about her. "Kip told me you might be coming." She chuckles. "I couldn't tell if he wanted more for me to have the help or for you to have the job."

Wandering to a small table to the side, she motions for Karla to join her and sit. Folding her hands on the table, she gives a little sigh before explaining. "While we have a big house here, we don't keep as many employees as a lot of people would. We like to put our money to better use and so we all pitch in with upkeep. We do have a cook though, and a butler." She pauses, her eyes seeming to laugh. "He thinks being called a 'butler' sounds too stuffy though so we just call him William. Anyway, for some time, we've also had someone here every day who keeps things clean and in order. However, the last woman hired needed to leave suddenly, and this poor house is getting dustier by the day."

Pausing to collect her thoughts, Carol studies Karla a moment before going on. "It's really not hard work - nothing heavy. It's just dusting, cleaning floors and windows, maybe doing some laundry, and on occasion helping in the kitchen. Hours are flexible though in all honesty, it will take about thirty hours a week. You wouldn't have to work weekends, though if you'd rather have a different day off than Saturday, we can work that out too. Sunday's off are a must though - the whole house rests."

She stops again, her swarm smile returning. "If you like, I can walk you through the house so you know what all is involved."


Laura sits at the dinner table, picking at her food. Maggie was so sensitive when it came to other people's feelings that Laura really didn't want her to see her like this tonight. She felt miserable... and a little sick to her stomach too. Part of her problem though was that her husband was sitting right across from her and she had yet to tell him the news. Come to think of it, she'd barely made eye contact at all with him tonight.

Unable to stand the unusual silence any longer, she gets up from the table, taking her plate to the sink. She could feel Nate's eyes watching her, and could sense the questions he wasn't asking as he allowed her to have her own space. It wasn't like her not to talk to him... but tonight, she just didn't know how.

Not even bothering to clear off anything else from the table, Laura wanders to the living room. Sinking down on the couch, she hugs a throw pillow and pulls her knees up to curl into the corner. Right now, all she wanted was a hug... to be held... to bury herself into Nate's strong arms and forget how weak she felt. But knowing she was terrible company tonight, she didn't want to ask. He'd had a hard day himself, and she didn't want to burden him with trying to make her feel better.

Pulling herself up a little tighter, she closes her eyes, wishing for a moment that she were someone else... someone stronger... someone more grateful for what she had. She wished she were a better wife... someone more deserving of this life. With her emotions going haywire, it took all she had not to cry again. And a secret corner of her heart hoped that even though she'd been less than sociable tonight, that she would feel the couch move and know that Nate was near.

Paper

Alice's eyes twinkle as she sits with Kyle. Just having time to be the two of them again felt good. It was easy to get lost in the glits of everything, but when time came along like this it really made you appreciate being long once more.

Leaning her head on Kyle's chest Alice just listens to him talk. His voice, words so soothing. A grin on her own face as she invasions a house like Kyle explained.

"Mmmm...my own room for writing...that would be amazing. Set up everything just how I want, have desks for everything...I couldnt even start my own paper."

Alice gives a little giggle knowing she was going over bored with the whole idea. But it was fun to dream.

"Yeah, that would be nice."

Coming up to the front door Karla lets out a long shaky sigh. She felt nervous, not sure why but she did. It might be that today she would find out if she had a job or not. Or it could be the odd feeling of working for her friends, friends mom that put the feeling in her stomach. But eather way she could us the money so she had to try.

Reaching out to push the doorbell Karla just waited shafting her weight from one foot to the next. Not sure who would answer the door, or what to even say when they did Karl waited.

Just looking back into Gage Sapphire can feel her heart start to pound louder as he draws closer. Her eyes never leaving his, as they seemed to capture his and she fell into them. His breath on her skin, it felt so nice, so warm.

As Gage draws in even closer Sapphire's eyes fall shut, feeling Gage's lips press aganst her it felt like a million volts ran through her at once. His lips so gentile, his passion so great even in such a little kiss. Letting her own emotions go and letting the kiss become more deeper Sapphire had never felt a feeling and a tingle like this before and she liked it. Her own emotions, and return kiss proving she did enjoy it.

As Gage pulls away Sapphire can't help the smile the was placed on her lips. Keeping her eyes closed for a few moments longer just trying to charis what was just shared. Finally opening her eyes to look at Gage feeling his finger run along her cheek there was a twinkle in her eye of the emotions she felt.

"The defiantly was a memorie worth making."

Just searching Gage's face, and his eyes his hand still on her face Sapphire wouldnt mind making another memorie. Leaning in wanting just one more kiss, her stomach makes a loud growl and her face turn red as she pulls away again.

"I guess my stomach is warning me again that I better eat."

Keeping her hand linked with Gage's she gives a soft smile to him.

"How about we grab some food?"

As the bathroom door opens and the smell of soap fills the air Faith looks up from the table. Seeing Sparky and how well he cleaned up Faith had to look away quick before finding herself stairing to long once again.

With in no time Faith has the food ready and and was serving it to them both. Hearing that Sparky liked the food made Faith feel good on the inside and she couldnt help the smile that spread on her lips.

"I made it myself. Its one of the few things I remember my mother making in Thailand. I braught some spice and stuff with us when I came here because I new I couldnt find it here. I was hopping it would come in handy and I...guess it had."

Taking her own spoon of soup Faith sips it quietly before looking back up at Sparky. Something about him just made her feel so at ease. She just felt...comfortable with him, and his voice was so soft yet strong at the same time. Faith loved listing to him talk.

Rosetta gives a nod even though Mick cant see her. She always hated when there conversations came to an end.

"I will tell him. I love you Mick. I can't wait for you to get home."

Hanging up the phone Rosetta lets out a long sigh. She did miss him, and she new BJ did too. Standing she goes and makes her way to the kitchen to start something for BJ to eat.

Imagine

Mick falls silent, hating the things that separated him from his family right now. It was his own fault though, and he was paying for it. But it wouldn't be forever. If he could just hold out for a little longer... just a little longer.

"Mick?"

He turns quickly to see Brenda's gentle nod. Sighing, he focuses back on his phonecall. "I gotta go... I'll call back as soon as I get another chance. Tell BJ to keep the checkers board out."


Once showered and dressed, Sparky realizes just how sick he's been. Even this little bit of activity had him exhausted, and he was ready for more sleep. But he wanted to eat first.

Exiting the bathroom, he had on clean jeans, a t-shirt and socks, his hair still wet. He'd managed to get his face shaved, thankful to be rid of the itchy scruff. He wanders to the bed to sit again, bypassing the table for now... the bed was just so much more comfortable. He props himself up with pillows and closes his eyes a moment. "I feel better and worse at the same time," he muses.

Sighing, he opens his eyes again to watch Faith getting the soup ready. Cocking his head a little, he wonders again why she chose to be here, rather than outdoors or spending time with Annie.

Once he's set with the soup in front of him, he has a silent prayer then takes a bite. He cringes just a little as the hot liquid hits his one tooth... he still hadn't seen a dentist. But the pain was quickly replaced by the good taste of the meal. "Mmm... I don't know if I'm just that hungry or what, but this is really good." He takes another bite, eating slowly. "Who made it?"


Gage's eyes don't break from Sapphire's. He liked the feeling of her hand on his face... it was warm and soft. The far corner of his mouth upturns just a little, but he takes his time responding to her permission. He wanted these times with her burned into his memory, not rushed.

Mimicking her own movement, Gage takes his hand to cradle the side of Sapphire's face. It was even softer than he'd imagined against his palm. To be so close to those sparkling eyes was like being close to the stars. She'd accepted him when no one else did... she'd willingly been his friend when he deserved so much worse. And he couldn't help the feelings he had towards her now. Maybe he hadn't planned it, and maybe she didn't even feel quite the same way towards him... but he wanted to show her how grateful he was... and what his feelings really meant. 'Thank you' just didn't cut it anymore.

Leaning in close, Gage pauses with his eyes inches from hers. He searches them again, as if almost afraid she'd change her mind. But not seeing resistance, he cocks his head and gently touches her lips with his own, his eyes falling shut.

Still holding her one hand, he shifts his palm towards her own, interlocking her fingers with his. His other hand continues to cradle her face, keeping her chin tilted towards him. Letting himself be drawn into the moment, he ventures a deeper kiss, finding it sweeter than he'd imagined.

He lets the exchange linger for several quiet moments before he pulls away, his eyes opening again as his thumb gently runs along her cheek. "Thank you."


Laura sits in her car in the police station parking lot as another tear runs down her cheek. Her afternoon break was over before her late work day was finished out... she needed to go back inside now, but even more, she needed to compose herself first. She didn't need the others asking her what was wrong.

But sitting several more moments, her silent tears turn into sobs as she leans forward to rest her forehead on the steering wheel. She'd hoped that her doctor's visit would not confirm her fears... but it had. She wasn't ready for this. She hadn't planned this. She knew Nate wanted kids before either of them got too much older... they'd talked about it, but had not planned anything. She'd thought they were safe. But apparently their intentions had not been enough.

Now what would happen? She'd wanted to spend at least a couple more years in law enforcement - it was her passion. She and Nate had planned several trips for this coming year. They were doing okay financially, but things had been a little tight lately. Now her career would be forced to come to a sudden halt. The trips would have to be canceled - she either couldn't go that late in the game or they wouldn't be going with a baby. And finances... they just weren't ready for this.

Still crying, Laura lifts her face and pushes her hair back behind her ears. Grabbing some leftover napkins she kept in the car, she blows her nose and tries to dry her eyes. Deep down she knew that this was a blessing. Deep down she knew that if she and Nate had tried to avoid this at this point in time, that it must be God's plan. But that didn't take away the shock. From this point on, her life would never be the same. And it was a change she had not been prepared for. It wasn't her timing... it wasn't even her choice.

She liked where she was at... she liked her job, she liked her freedom of being able to go where she wanted, whenever she wanted. Now she would be staying at home, taking a baby with her wherever she went, or forced to hire a babysitter, which they couldn't afford anyway. The nights would be long and their homelife would be completely turned upside down. Nights out with their friends would be reduced to a minimum. Her time alone with girlfriends would be close to naught. All focus and energy would have to go towards one thing. Quiet nights would end... and there would be a whole new batch of serious responsibilities. Raising a child... raising it right and raising it in the Lord... talk about a burden she wasn't prepared for.

Taking a shaky breath, Laura swallows all the fear she could, in order to make herself presentable. Like it or not, she had a job to do right now. She had to set aside this discovery at least for today. She had to figure out how to deal with it all and figure out how she was going to be able to accept this change. Because she knew that there was no turning back now. From here on out, she had a completely different life. Like it or not, they'd passed the point of no return.

Her phone rings, making her jump. Seeing it was Con, she hesitates, but answers it anyway. "Hello?"

"Hey, Laura, it's me. Need a favor, if you're at work."

Laura sniffs. "Yeah... yeah, I'm here. What do you need?"

There's a pause. "You alright?"

"I'm fine."

"You don't sound fine."

Tears pool in Laura's eyes again and her voice cracks. "I'm fine, Con... just tell me what you need."

"Well I needed some files transferred over here... but I'd rather know what's wrong."

"Nothing!" Laura didn't like not telling Con. But if Nate ever found out that Con knew this news before him, he'd be more than upset. "Email me what you need and I'll get you the files today."

Con hears a click a the other end of the line and blinks at the dead phone. There was a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach that he'd never felt before. Laura had never cut him off like that before... ever, that he could remember. And even if she couldn't resolve her problems right away, she'd always told him what was wrong, whether she shouted at him or just needed a hug from her big brother. This was so unusual that it really threw him for a loop, and it hurt just a little bit too. Trying to forget about it, he hangs up and goes back to his work.

Drying her eyes again, Laura grabs her purse to put her phone away and finally gets out of her car. Throwing on her sunglasses, she heads into the station, prepared with an excuse for her red eyes.


The long day of practice was over. More would come tomorrow. Everyone needed to buckle down and get in all they could before presenting themselves. They'd come amazingly far in a short amount of time and for having Kyle as a new member, but all could only credit it to God. He had blended their personalities and talents just right so that anyone listening would think all of them had been together for years.

Kip paces around in the living room, bored. It was his day off as far as maintenance went, practice was done, and he didn't dare take a ride across town lest he be wallopped by Erik again. He looks at the clock. No one had said anything to him... had Karla called? Would she come? He couldn't help but hope she'd accept the job offer and at least come to see if Erik's mom would hire her.


In the back sunroom, it was quiet. Kyle sat in the corner of the couch, curled up with Alice as they took a breather alone. Kyle was tired from all of the activity, so relaxing felt good.

"This has been nice," he comments. "Unfortunately, I think I could get used to this." He doesn't move his head, but his eyes roam the room. His one hand absentmindedly rubs Alice's arm. He chuckles lightly. "Maybe when I hit it big, we could afford a place like this, eh? Plenty of room... indoor pool... throw in a white picket fence for good measure." He grins. "Can you imagine having your own room just for your writing?"