Or so they say

Luke watches Angel leave, and after the door is shut, he attempts rolling out of bed. Unsteady for several moments, he makes his way to the door, taking his time so his legs can stretch and gain back their balance. Sighing at himself, he takes a moment to psyche himself up and head to the mess hall where he joins the others for a light evening.

Mick helps out Rosetta, finding it nice to be with her in the kitchen. It was a new sensation…but he liked it. Once everything is ready, he takes up a seat next to her, watching BJ intently, over her shoulder.

Cindy just smiles and says no more until supper is coming to a close. She excuses herself and goes to her bunk to throw on her warm sweater, and comes back with just a little bit of makeup on, her cheeks a bit red from thinking about going out with Wes.


As the dishes are cleared away, Sparky takes a deep breath and rises from his seat, going to Mick. Laying a hand on his brother’s shoulder, he gets his attention. “Hey, Mick…you got a few minutes to talk?”

Assuming it has something to do with the case, Mick readily agrees and stands up. He looks down at Rosetta. “I’ll be back.” He follows Sparky out onto the porch, a little surprised at the privacy his brother wants.



Trooper wags his tail at Katie, his body shaking in excitement as he strains against his leash. Wyatt rolls his eyes, and tries to maintain control over him. “Yeah, you like the young ladies, don’t you.”
Trooper sneezes and turns around, letting out a bark to a dog across the street. His woof is deep and loud, enough to rattle someone’s insides, and Wyatt cringes, tugging him back to his heal. “Hush, ya big brute.”

Laura laughs with Katie, shaking her head. “You two go on then while I remain cozy on my couch.”

Wyatt grins as Katie joins him outside, naturally moving into step beside her with Trooper on his left. He gives her a sidelong glance at the implications in her voice as she asks her question. “Any guy who has his wits about him with two lovely damsels - in distress or otherwise – living here, would be very likely to be happening to pass through this area quite frequently.” He pauses for effect, keeping his eyes on the sidewalk ahead. “Or so they say.”