Slightly Confused

It’s starting to get dark, and those still around the barn try to clean up the best they can and head back to the mess hall to regroup. Cindy carefully steps over several coiled hoses, feeling a bit lost in the aftermath of the chaos, and looking for Wes.

Mick finds Rosetta in her office, and enters, wiping a sooty hand on his jeans. “Hey – did they touch anything else?”


Jim smiles as he sees a heavy load of tension lifted between Angel, Damien and Wendy. This was the way it was supposed to be.

Clint follows closely after Damien and Wendy, still wanting to make sure she really is okay, and not wanting any more to happen, lest the intruders were still around.

Luke is at the mess hall, holding the door open for those entering, and holding his questions until later. Everyone had heard the gunshot earlier, and had seen something going on, but he didn’t know for sure what had happened. As he sees the small group coming, he lifts his eyebrows in surprise. Damien? What was he doing here? Angel appeared to be okay with it, and he was carrying Wendy? He was taken aback just a little, but held his tongue and quietly opened the door for them.

Jim directs Damien to the other end of the mess hall. “Get Wendy settled, then come down here and we’ll get you patched up.”