Thanks

*As Katie hears Jason's voice she can sence he felt bad for intarupting her and calmed alittle herself.*

"Stop feeling sorry that you intaruped me and sorry for my tone. Ya things are ok I think...just a few things I have to think about . Oh and Poor Scott had an anxiety attack out of no where. Other than that everything is ok."

*Katie stops for a moment thinking it strange Jason was the one having the feeling but shakes it off not thinking anything of it.*

"Hey thanks for calling J and making sure everything was ok. I better get back to Scott though and make sure he is ok. Thanks again J."

*Hanging up the phone Katie makes her way back to Scott again pulling a chair up next to him and puting a hand on his leg. Cocking her head to look him in the eye she asks.*

"Are you ok Scotty? Do you want me to drive you home?"

Fog

Scott shakes his head a little, his pulse still racing as he tries to drink some water. He didn’t know what it was, but his nervousness had become a monster of anxiety that suddenly was out of control.


Jason cringes a little at Katie’s tone. He knew he’d interrupted something, especially as long as it had taken her to answer. “Sorry, Hero. It’s Jase. Look…I just…got a funny feeling is all…” He rolls his eyes, not knowing how to explain. “Everything okay?”


Scott blinks and looks up from his water glass to where Katie is standing a short ways away. Like fog lifting into the air, the anxiety was suddenly leaving. His pulse begins to calm, his hands stop shaking.

His breathing slowed, he takes another sip of water and remains seated, a little tired from this strange episode. What on earth had happened? He felt almost fine now.

Phone Call

*As Katie watching Scott she can once again see the look in his eyes change and his hands shaking. For a moment Katie believes Scott when he says he is going to be ok. But as he stands and starts to teater it dosent take Katie long to get to Scott's side and is helping him so he dosent fall over. Her mind reverting from the conversation they were just having to worrying about Scott.*

"Whoa there Scotty. Sit back down for a moment."

*Katie hears her phone ring but leaves it unanswered for the moment as she eases Scott back down in his chair and sqots down next to him.*

"Breath Scott....are you ok? Do you think the fish you eat was bad?"

*Taking the glass of water Katie hands it to Scott leting him take a sip her phone still ringing. Become frustrated that who ever was calling would hang up already Katie lets Scott know she will be right back and to keep breathing. Taking her phone and heading away from the table alittle bit Katie finally answers it.*

"Hello?"

Shift

Scott continues to search Katie’s eyes, trying to read into them…to read into her thoughts, her feelings.

He gives a little nod, holding his smile. “Of course you don’t have to answer me tonight.”

As his anxiousness heightens, he wipes a bead of sweat from his brow. “I couldn’t expect you to decide within five minutes.”

Licking his dry lips, Scott takes a sip of his water, his hand shaking slightly. What was wrong with him? What had started out as a hint of nervousness was suddenly becoming an attack, making his pulse race.

Distracted from the subject at hand, he blinks, trying to keep his eyes in focus. Rubbing his forehead as it starts to ache, he stands up. “I’ll be right back…” But no sooner were the words out of his mouth, than a wave of dizziness hits him hard enough to make him lean on the table to keep himself from falling to the floor. He’d never had an anxiety attack before, but right about now, he wasn’t convinced he wasn’t having one.


Jason sits on his couch flipping tv channels and chewing on a ham sandwich for supper. Trooper sits nearby, begging for crumbs, and Jason rolls his eyes, giving in and tossing the dog a potato chip.

As he watches a show with disinterest, he suddenly stops. Something felt…funny…out of place…

He tries to shake it off, but it persists. It’s almost as if… No, that would just be too strange. But… it’s almost as if his connection with Katie had lessened…as if her unexplainable pull on his emotions had been partially diverted, leaving him without a full dose.

But…he was blocking nothing, so…what could cause that?

Jason knew Katie was out with Scott tonight, but something warned him not to take this lightly. Something was wrong…and he needed to make sure she was okay. With as unstable as they both had been, he didn’t want to ignore anything right now.

Picking up his phone, he dials Katie’s cell and waits.

At Least

*Katie's night goes well, the sunset, Scott everything was perfect.

Katies sences pick up as Scott draws quiet knowing something was on his mind. As he speaks again Katie listens a smile on her face. When Scott propasistion of Katie moving with him comes into play its light everything inside her freezes. Than warms up again, her emotions flying this way and that. Thoughts racing in and out. What did this mean...move with Scott...did that mean Scott would soon want to get married. Katie wasent ready for that. But she cared for Scott, if he went away what did that mean would happen to them. Katie's mind reels so fast. Her sences hightend, she was almost scaired, and torn. Everything she had was here. This had become home. Finally looking up again Katie help help the slight look of panic in her eyes, yet her face still held a smile.*

"Scott...this just...I...I'm not even sure what to say. This is a big desition, and I need time to think about it. Can you give me at least a day?"

Jobs

Scott returns Katie’s kiss and smiles, putting the car in gear. “Thought we’d go to that seafood place up near the lakeside. I hear the sunset is really pretty from there.”

Driving for a short while they finally arrive at the restaurant and Scott comes around to open Katie’s door and escort her inside. Once there, a waiter takes them to a table beside the large windows that overlooked the lake, providing a picturesque view of the sunset which had just begun.

Looking over the menus, it’s not long before their food is ordered and they are engaged in small talk while they wait.

As there’s a pause in the light conversation, and Scott leans back in his chair, one hand twirling his water glass as his eyes roam the water outside. He becomes a bit quiet, the thoughts he’d had on his mind all evening finally surfacing.

“Katie…” He finally looks back to her. “There’s something I wanted to talk to you about…”

Swallowing hard, he leans back forward, resting his elbows on the edge of the table to be a little closer to her. His eyes search hers with a sudden new look of asking…of wondering.

“You know…you have done more in my life than almost any other person… You’ve opened my eyes to a whole new world…you’ve showed me how to really live… you’ve captured my heart and stole it away where it’s been completely out of my reach.”

Scott’s tone remains soft, his eyes not leaving Katie’s. “You’ve given me something to look forward to…something to live for. You’ve given me meaning when I had none. Ever since I met you, you made me smile, and ever since you started loving me too, you filled a void in my life that I didn’t even know I had until you were there.”

A small smile creases his lips as he cocks his head, studying Katie’s face. “You led me into Wonderland, except with you there, I don’t care about getting home again.”

Scott allows a short pause, his eyes reflecting the subject on the tip of his tongue. “Katie…Reese has informed me that one of TJY’s posts…in Arizona…is going to be an Elite branch too, and needs a chief computer tech on board.” He pauses, letting that information settle. “It's quite a high position, and...I’m first man up for the job.”

His finger runs alone the rim of his water glass as the news is processed. “I’ve…never gone that far out of my box before…but it will be a new adventure…and one that I know I’m capable of. You’ve proven to me that I have more confidence than I thought.” He gives a little smile. “You’ve proven a lot to me.”

Lowering his eyes for a moment, he looks back up at her. “There’s also an opening for a field assistant for the cases they’re handling down there…” The implication hangs in the air. “They could use a someone with a good eye and a steady head…”

Scott swallows hard, knowing that his implied question was deeper than just a job. He was asking Katie to move…to stay close to him…to see their relationship grow into a deeper level of commitment.

His eyes lock with hers, the silence begging for an answer.

Hottie

*Katie cant help her own smile that comes to her face seeing and feeling Jason's. He was going to be ok and that made her feel good. After Jason was gone Katie tryed to go back to work to at least get something done.*

"....Laura Scott's here I am leaving now. I dont know when I'll be home but it shouldent be to late."

*The rest of Katie's day went pretty fast after she recovered from the afternoon lunch Jason had. What little work she had gotten done made the time go faster.

Now showerd and read to go Katie makes her way for the front door. Her hair damp and givin a messed up look still braught out her eyes more than normal wairing just a hint of make up but not to much. She wore a nice Navy blue tanktop that was silk and a pare of black dress pants along with her dress shoes. She was casule but dressy.

Making her way out of the house she smiles seeing Scott. Opening the passanger side door she slips in next to Scott and leans over to give him a soft kiss.*

"Hey there Hottie! Where we headed tonight?"

*Misty sits in the now cleaned up living room scaning her DVDs. She had so many she wasent sure what one she wanted to watch. The rest of her afternoon had been ok after Rick had checked her over and she again reasured everyone she was ok. The day had passed fast her work keeping her busy. Now she was back home and like Carson had promised she wouldent be alone.

Misty continus to scan the movie finding her new had alittle bit of everything. Going into the Kitchen she wraps her arms around Carson and smiles.*

"How about the Princess Brides thats always a good one."

Nervous?

At Misty’s words, Carson feels a pang of guilt. She had confidence in him, but he’d already failed. He should have known to keep a closer eye on her after what had happened with Frankie. And even now…she was trusting him, and he was betraying that trust without her even knowing it.

Leaning over, he gives her a tender kiss, careful to avoid her injury. Looking in her eyes, he knows his own are weary, despite his effort to remain his confident self. “Come on. You don’t have to follow – I’ll drive you myself.”


Jason’s jaw tightens as he contains the humor he feels for this situation. He felt badly for Katie, but at the same time, he couldn’t help but find it a little funny. Even though she felt his pain, she wasn’t literally hurt, though he was sure by the evidence on her desk that it hadn’t been enjoyable.

He clears his throat, still a bit sheepish. “Don’t I always owe you?” For just a moment, almost too quick for anyone to catch, a genuine smile toys with the corner of his mouth, unforced and natural. “I’ll try to give you better warning for the next time…the waiter at the restaurant has challenged me now.”

Like a mist, the smile is gone, but remains in his eyes as he throws Katie a wink. “See you later.”


Scott pulls up to the curb in front of Katie and Laura’s house and honks the horn once, though isn’t in a hurry at all. He’s dressed nicer than he usually dresses for work, smelling of cologne, his hair still damp from his shower. A thousand and one thoughts run through his mind of what he wants to say to Katie tonight. He was usually confident around her, but for once, he was just a little nervous.


Carson drops his sleeping bag inside the door at Misty’s, along with his pillow and duffle bag. He’d said she wouldn’t be alone, and he’d meant it. At least until he was sure Frankie really wasn’t coming back. What he really wanted to do was go on the town to find him, but he wasn't going to leave Misty alone for that long. A portion of him almost hoped Frankie would show up tonight so he could give him what he really wanted.

Heading for the kitchen, he opens the bag of take-out Chinese food and finds some dishes. “Your pick of movies,” he calls to Misty.

You Owe Me

*Misty sits for a long while finding comfort in his arms. His words bring hope that everything would be ok. Finally after some time has passed and she feels a lot better Misty pulls away from Carson offer the best smile she could.*

"I guess you should be geting back to work, and I can follow now. I think I need Rick to take a look at my face. There is way to much pain to not have a break in there. I just have to make sure its going to heal ok."

*Reaching her hand up Misty runs it along the side of Carson's face softly.*

"Thank you Babe, for coming to check on me. I know I can always count on you to look after me."


*As Katie lays with her head on her desk 4 differnt empty bottles of iced tea and water lay scattered on her desk. Knowing Jason was growing near and hearing his voice Katie turns her head to him slowly leting out a gron.*

"Sorry my foot you big dope."

*Though Katie's words would normaly signal her was angry thought he redness of her eyes a smile was there.*

"I may have had to suffer but I am glad you had a nice time and I had a good reminder why I dont like spicy food."

*Lifting her head off her desk a smile plays on her lips as she looks back at Jason.*

"You owe me big time you relize this right?"

Spicy

Carson shifts his weight to sit on the floor and lean back against the chair, enveloping Misty in his arms. Letting her bury herself in his chest, he holds her close, his shirt smelling of laundry detergent and cigarette smoke.

His fingers comb through her hair, knowing that she wants to cry, but she's too tough. "Hey...I'm not gonna let this happen again... You're not going to stay alone while Frankie's on the loose, as long as I have anything to say about it."


Jason can feel the sweat on his forehead, his eyes stinging with tears as the burning persists. He stares at Camryn across the table, neither going for the water glass. By now they have a handful of onlookers to cheer them on, but they're so engrossed in the effects of the hot sauces that it's hard to enjoy the spotlight.

As Jason finds a bottle they haven't opened yet, he stops for just a moment, raising an eyebrow.

Camryn looks at him with question. "What? Chickening out?"

"Nope." Jason unscrews the cap. "I just remembered someone I have to apologize to."

"Apologize? For what?"

"Accidental torture." Jason takes his spoon and puts a couple drops of lethal sauce on it. "This one is for you." The spicy substance hits his tongue like a lit match and he drops the spoon, wincing and slamming his hand on the table. "Ohhh man! Just shoot me now so I can die with dignity!"

Camryn can't help her laughter. "Please tell me you're going to give now."

Jason shakes his head, despite his reddened face. "Nuh-uh..." He swallows hard, squinting as the burning persists, spreading down his throat and threatening to upset the food he'd eaten.

Camryn cringes and takes the same sauce and her own spoon. Several onlookers start to chuckle, egging her on. She hesitates before sticking the spoon in her mouth, then just about keels over, her hand going to her face. "Oh my word!" Unable to stand it any longer, she goes for the water.

"Good grief, someone get me some milk before I pass out." Jason doesn't even enjoy his victory as he glances at the waiter, who is more than happy to bring him the cooling drink.

Camryn wipes her face with a napkin, laughter coming through again. "You turkey."

Jason doesn't answer until he's had something to drink, even the milk having a hard time subsiding the burn. "Holy cow...don't ever do that to me again."

"Me?!" Camryn throws her napkin at him. "You're the one that wouldn't stop!"


...Jason ambles back into TJY, knowing he was going to have to work late now to make up for the extra time he'd taken at lunch. He aims down the hall, but then stops and swivels around. Instead, he heads for Katie's cubicle, a bit of sheepishness on his face. Stopping and leaning over the wall, he looks at her for a moment. "Sorry?"

Right about now

*Misty studys Carson for a moment on what he says about his bruse. Something dident seem right but Misty was to tired and sore right now argue.

Feeling Carson's hand brush her skin Misty feels the comfort of him being close. Puting the bag of peas down that she was holding she slips out of the chair and into Carson's arms. Tears wasnted to come but Misty wouldent let them. Instead just just burryed her face into Carson's chest trying to ignore the pain she felt. Physcial and mentil.*

"I'm...ok now."

*As Katie sits at her desk a strange feeling comes over her. Stranger than normal but it wasent a bad feeling. Jason was happy, but at the same time in pain. In almost an instince Katie's mouth starts to burn. What on earth was going on. Suddonly the tast of the spicy food enters her mouth again almost setting her mouth on fire. Reaching in her draw for the drink Jason had given her before she left the relization of what was really going on hit her. He was no doubt by the happyness he portrayed with Camryn for lunch and knowing them both they were in compatition for...just Katie's luck spicy food. She hated spice food. Taking a swig of the iced tea Katie trys to consintrate on her work again. Only to have the spice intensify. Knowing it was no use all she could do was sit in her chair and keep drink waiting out this compation. Planting her forhead aganst her desk her face breaks out in a sweat. As she mumbles.*

"Right about now Jason I really dislike you."

*Katie cant help but laugh finding a bt of humor in the matter.*

Hot

Carson takes a deep breath and is quiet for several moments, trying to keep himself calm... He knew Misty was telling the truth - she didn't know where Frankie was. Maybe that was a good thing...Carson knew himself well enough to know that if he found out where he was, he'd leave right now and go beat him to a pulp.

Crossing his arms, he leans against the side of the couch, shaking his head at Misty's question. "It's the same bruise - I laid on it last night - Rick said I had too much pressure on it so the blood gathered again."

Thinking for another few moments, he just looks at Misty. Why was it that no matter who he cared for, they got hurt? It wasn't fair.

Sighing, he straightens and crouches down next to Misty's chair, reaching up to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. His tone has softened, despite his anger towards her brother. "You okay?"


Camryn giggles, popping another jalapeño pepper into her mouth. "Take that."

Jason's eyes narrow as he follows suit. "Piece of cake."

"Mm, tough guy, eh?" Camryn picks up a jar of hot sauce from the variety on the table and shakes it up before pouring a couple drops in her spoon. Downing it, she squints a little, but still grins. "That would be good on rice."

"Oh yeah?" Jason takes the bottle from her and pours a nice amount over his rice, taking a big bite. "Hey, yeah, not bad."

Camryn lifts a challenging eyebrow, grabbing a jar of salsa. "Ha! Try this. You first."

Jason takes it from her and spoons out a little onto his plate, taking a corn chip to dip it with. Taking a bite, he swallows, and though the taste is good, he can feel the heat rise to his face as tears well up in his eyes. "Oooh, boy."

Camryn puts her head back and laughs. "Oh my goodness. Drinks something."

Jason shakes his head. "First drinker loses. I'm not finished yet. Your turn."

A little more hesitantly this time, Camryn tries the salsa and starts fanning her mouth. "Oh my word! This is terrible!"

"Ready to give up yet?" Jason eyes the single glass of water in the middle of the table.

"Not on your life."

I'm late

*Misty lets out a sigh as she sinks down into the chair in the living room and grans the almost thawed bag of peas. Giving a shake of her head.*

"Honestly Carson I dont know where he is staying. When I met him before it was always at a restront or something and I guess it never crossed my mind to ask."

*Misty really dident know where Frankie was staying and for the moment she was happy for that. Feeling another jolt of pain though the side of her face she slowly replaces the peas to it. Leting out a sigh and finally taking note to Carson own eye. Pointing with her free hand she states.*

"Looks like we match now. What happend?"

*As Jason sets the ice tea down on Katie's desk she look at it confused for a moment and than back to Jason as he walks away.*

"Thank you...I think?"

*Question lingers in her voice but no answer came as Jason left the building. Giving a shake of her head she puts the bottle into one of the drawer. Opening her email and reading the mail from Scott Katie smiles podering for a moment. The feelings she had twords Scott were differnt from the ones she had with Jason. Not a bad differnt but good. It felt as if the feeling almost ran deeper with Scott. Like going from a friendship to a relationship held everything in a new light. Katie dident know what it was for sure but she did like he feeling. Hiting the reply button she writes.*

Re: dress

7 O'clock outside the rabbit hole. Got it...I'll try not to be late late late for a very important date And make sure I have time to say hello and goodbye so I wont be late late late. *hugs*

Ice tea?

"Nothing to worry about?" Carson's eyes widen. He looks at Misty, trying to decipher what he saw, and he knew she must feel horrible. She had obviously thought the world of her brother at one time, and now to have him do this must be devastating on some level.

And to think that Frankie had done this...had purposely hurt her... Carson wanted to reach out and pull Misty into a hug, but his adrenaline-induced emotions won out instead.

His jaw tightens. "Where is Frankie staying?"


A smiles is pasted on Scott's face, irremovable as he watches Katie leave. He just stays for several moments, enjoying the feeling he held inside. It was nice. It was peaceful. It was love.

Laura chuckles at Katie and returns a wave before heading back to her cubicle. Sitting down in her chair away from her desk, she taps Scott's leg with her foot. "Hey, Romeo, having fun under there?"

Scott tilts his head to look out at her. "As a matter of fact.."

Laura grins at him. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were head over heels for that girl."

"Interesting." Scott turns back to his work, still smiling. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say I was."

An hour later, an email pops up into Katie's inbox.
From: Ireland's Neighbor
Subject: dress
Body: Nice casual. Pick you up at your place at seven.


Jason glances at the clock as his stomach growls. He'd better put this case down for now and get into town before Camryn thinks he stood her up again.

Gathering his keys, he heads out, telling Trooper to stay. Halfway down the hall though, he stops as a thought crosses his mind. Would it....? He had no idea how bad it would be, but he couldn't let it be a surprise without some plan in mind...

Taking a sidetrip to the vending machine, he comes back out and onto the main floor, swinging by Katie's cubicle. "Hey, Hero." He reaches over the wall and sets a bottle of iced tea on her desk. "Should you need this...let's hope you don't, but...if you do, it's on me." Leaving without time for questions, he heads outside.

He changed

*As Misty looks up into Carson's eyes seeing the worry, anger, and consern that coursed through them. She new this avent would upset Carson and thats why she dident want to say anything. This was just another day that would pass and everything would be fine. Misty dident want to make it a bigger deal than she had to. Misty new though Carson deserved to know. He was a part of her life and that ment she shaired the pain with her. Not to mention he probley would give up till she told him.*

"Someone who wanted money and I wouldent give it to him..."

*Misty turns her embaressment rising. Her own confustion played with her emotions. An unknown reason for why this happend. Leting out a deep sigh that showed her confustion she continues.*

"...My...Brother came by early this morning. About 1 o'clock I think it was. He wanted money, He was pretty upset to start with I should of just given it to him, but I dident. I guess it just added to his anger and I was there to take it out on. I cant remember to much I know I put up a good fight and that just added as well still she snaped and..."

*Misty points to her face.*

"...this is the resalt of that. I dont remember what happend after that I guess I got hit pretty hard and knocked silly. I woke up this morning in my bed will a killer headack and my house looking like this. I dident want to say anything because I guess I was ashamed, embarssed and confused."

*Misty shakes her head.*

"I dont know what happend to him. He never use to be like this. I just dont understand, or maybe I never noticed it before. I just dont know. Its done and over with now, and I doubt he'll be back for now so there is nothing to worry about."

*Katie smiles back at Scott her heart filled with joy and love much differnt from yesterday Katie's mind was at rest. Katie gives Scott's head alittle nuzzle with her own as she speaks.*

"I think I like being Alice."

*Katie lets out a happy sigh as she leans her head on her arm and just watches Scott work for a moment. She never though before computers were intresting, and never dreamed siting under one and watching someone work would be what she actully liked doing, but now that changed and being here dident seem quiet as boring as she once thought.*

"Dinner tonight sound wonderful. I'll let you pick the place this time, but if its somewhere I should get dressed up for let me know. I dont want to walk in with jeans on and feel out of place."

*Giving Scott's arm a kiss Katie starts to slowly back out from under Laura's desk.*

"I guess that means I should try to get some work done so I can get out of here tonight. I'll talk to you in alittle bit Scotty."

*Heading back to her desk Katie wairs a smile on her face that could light up a room offering alittle wave to Laura leting her know the cost was clear.*

*As Charlotte sits on the balconey at the Hotel her mind wonders not even noticing her sister had steped out there with him.

Easing herself down on of the chair Angelica studys her sister for a long moment before finally speaking.*

"You really like him Charlotte?"

"I know I like spending time with him. He's a nice guy."

"But you hardly know him."

"I got to know him."

"Charlotte you dident even know his last name."

"I do so its Parker."

"ok...well you dident know it before you kissed him."

*Charlotte can feel her cheeks turn red as she rolls her eyes at her sisters comment.*

"I dont regret it."

*Angelica shakes her head alittle bit seeing the look in her sisters eye.*

"Just becarfel ok. "

"Yeah I know. I am."

*Angelica stands and pats her sister on the shoulder befor heading back inside.

Charlotte continues to sit and get lost in thought again. Did she really like Bret that much and want to prasue soemthing with him. Did he even feel the same? Had it just been a weekend with him? Was this part of fate, or did someone alse have a bigger plane in mind. The only thing Charlotte could do was wait and see what would happend.*

Case

Carson steps slowly into the house and shuts the door behind him. Looking at Misty, the questions and concern are evident on his own face. What had happened? Who had done this? Why had she tried to keep it from him?

Reaching out, he takes her chin to tilt her face so he can see the bruise better, then lets his hand drop. His eyes take a quick glance around the room, and he knows that things are out of place.

Looking back down at Misty, he searches her eyes, not sure whether to be relieved she was okay, or upset that she had said nothing. His blood boiled at the thought of someone hurting her, and it took all he had not to lose his temper.

"Who did this to you?" he asks sternly.


Scott looks up at Katie and runs the back of his hand down the side of her face. A grin remains on his lips. "I think I like Wonderland."

Shifting his weight around, he pulls the cords back through that he'd been working with, trying to concentrate on work again. "I hope this means you'll do dinner with me tonight... He glances to her to catch her eye. "Somewhere special."


Bret sits in the hospital room, listening to the whirring and beeping of the monitors. Brandon had always been the rambunctious one of the bunch...always cracking jokes, whistling at the ladies, or bucking the system when he felt like it. To see him here now, so still...so quiet...it was strange.

The preliminary hearing would be tomorrow, and Bret would either be released, or the prosecution would bring a big enough case that it would have to go to court. He hoped that Lockheart's representation and claim against the accusations would be enough to dissolve the case before it developed at all. In the meantime, Titan Inc. was already undergoing new negotiations with a company that wanted to expose the caves and explore the possibility of a tourist attraction.

Sighing, Bret leans back in his chair. Then there was Charlotte. She'd done something to him...ignited and old spark...one that had led him to do things he never would have before. Her very presence evoked the want to throw caution out the window, and he had. Was it bad? Was he using the best judgment? Was it wise to really get involved with her when she'd just be leaving soon? He hadn't thought about anything between them really developing further than the weekend, simply due to circumstances. Seeing her after the weekend just hadn't been a choice. Was it now? If it was, what did he want?


"..a ring of fighters, huh?" Jason glances at the file of papers and a few pictures that Reese had brought to his office.

Reese nods. "Basically underground street fighting. The law has known about it, but hasn't yet pinpointed the location. But last week they found a guy dead and are pretty sure it's connected, so they want to buckle down and disband this thing. Most likely there's drugs and gambling involved along with the fighting."

"Hmm..." Jason reads the information thoughtfully.

"I want you to head up this investigation," Reese continues. "My bet would be that the best way to find out where this place is, is to get in there yourself, and you're good enough that you could. Look over this stuff and let me know what you think."

Jason was a little surprised at this responsibility. It was the first time since being back from prison that Reese had given him a case. But he couldn't say he didn't like it. "Alright. Will do."

Shame, Guilt, Embarssment, and Anger

*Misty hesatates for a moment but know there was no point Carson wouldent leave till she opened the door or he would force it open himself. Leting out a sigh Misty takes a few steps back and opens the door the rest of the way. Imeadyitly her head loswers and her gaze drops to the floor. A suddon wave of shame, guilt, embarssment, and anger rushing over her but not twords Carson. Twords the one that bore her these marks.*

"Come in if you want than if you want."

*Misty's eyes slowly rise to look Carson in the eye, as another wave of pain shoots through the side of her face.*

Mm-hmm

Carson’s eyes narrow slightly, picking up immediately on the fact that Misty was hiding behind the partially opened door. It was no like her not to immediately invite him in.

“If it’s nothing to fuss over, what are you hiding?” His hand moves to the doorframe, edging closer to her as if expecting her to shut him out.

He eyes her carefully, his tone gentle, but with a stern edge. “Open the door, Misty.”


Katie’s touch sends a tingle down Scott’s spine. No matter how much time he spent with her, he never tired of her presence, never tired of sharing this passion.

His fingers slowly comb through her hair, living in the moment, taking advantage of the few free instants that life had to offer.


Laura meanders back from the break room, her coffee cup in hand. Arriving at her cubicle, she stops, quirking an eyebrow. Cocking her head, she studies the two sets of legs that were visible, and opens her mouth with a humorous reprimand, but then stops and shakes her head.

Leaning casually against the cubicle opening, she speaks nonchalantly. “You know…there are better places to do that than under someone else’s desk.”

A grin forms on Scott’s face, but he refuses to break the exchange. “Mm-hmm,” he mumbles. His one free hand waves her off, still holding random cords to the computer.

Laura just about spits out her coffee at his response, choking on a laugh. She goes to say more, but then thinks better of it as someone walks by. She nods to them with a smile, acting as though everything is fine before speaking to Scott again. “Alright, I’m going to enjoy my cup of coffee in sweet solitary, but when I get back, I expect both of you to be breathing again.”

Rolling her eyes a little, she aims back for the break room. She didn’t have the heart to break up the harmless exchange, and from seeing Katie the night before, Laura was glad to see her sharing a moment of joy with someone.

Intimate Moment

*As Misty continues to clean around her living room she finally gets tired of the bag of peas and throws them aside going back to picking up over turned tables. Throwing some papers back onto a chair she hears the door bell ring giving alittle jump. Slowly making her way to the door she looks out the small window with caution to see who it was. Seeing its Carosn she lets out a sigh of releaf though is a bit hesatent about opening it anyways. She should of know better that he would be coming to make sure she was ok. Maybe subcontius thats why she hadent called him.

Trying to compose herself and fight the pain she felt Misty opens the door little. Keeping the part of her face that was messed up hiddon behind the door.Giving the best smile at can.*

"Hey Babe. I figured you'd be stoping by as soon as Rick told you I wasent coming in. I'm really going to be ok though. Its nothing to fuss over."

*Katie continues to smile at Scott and even give a small giggle at his comment.*

"I dont think staying down here would be such a bad thing!"

*As Katie feels Scott's lips to her once again her own eyes close and her hand finds its way to Scott's face. Her thumb caressing his cheek. Katie's heart starts to race as she returns the kiss with her own passion time stoping, where they were right now not even mattering. All Katie could consintrat on was the sweet tast of Scott's kiss. Feeling as though she were floating Katie's hand leaves Scotts face and makes its way to the back of his head offering her hand as a pillow so his head dident have to be on the hard ground. Leting the intimate moment continue.*

Rabbit

Scott lifts his eyebrows as he feels someone next to him while he lies on his back under Laura’s desk.

Receiving Katie’s kiss, he grins. “I’ll be the white rabbit, but only if I can let you catch me.”

His smile broadens. “And you’re welcome for the flowers.”

Looking back at the mess, he sighs. “What you’re looking at is Scott’s Wonderland instead of Alice’s. Just as topsy-turvy, but not nearly as fun. I think when I’m under here, it’s true that all I want to do is go home…”

A grin creases his lips again and he turns his head back to Katie. “Unless of course certain company sticks around, and then it’s not nearly as unpleasant under here…”

His eyes twinkle with mischief as he twists a little, able to get his arm around so his hand can pull Katie’s head back down. Giving her another kiss with passion, he forgets about work completely, leaving it up to Katie when to break the moment.


Carson wanders in to work, later than he’d wanted. He hadn’t seen Misty’s car in the lot though, so that was a plus. He could still get away with what he’d planned to tell her.

Getting inside, he heads for his cubicle and tries to start in on some work without interacting much with anyone else.

As time passes though, he looks a the clock and realizes that it’s getting late for Misty. Picking up his phone, he calls Rick. “Hey, Rick…”

Rick sits at the counter in the infirmary, hearing Carson’s voice over the intercom. “Yes?”

“You know where Misty is?”

“Surprised you don’t know. She called in earlier – she’s not coming in. Said something about an accident, but assured me she was fine.”

“Accident?” Carson doesn’t even let Rick answer him as he hangs up the phone. Grabbing his keys, he wastes no time. He didn’t care if Misty had assured Rick she was fine or not.

Getting to his car, more worry hits him. Why hadn’t she called him? Why had she called Rick and not him?

It takes him very little time to get to Misty’s place, and he parks out front to walk quickly to the door. He rings the doorbell, even though he was tempted to walk right in.

Alice in Wonderland

*As Katie enters work she feels a bit better than yesterday though she was still a bit tired. Making her way to her desk she see the flowers from Scott along with the note. Lifting the bouquet of flowers to smell them she see Jason out of the courner of her eye and returns the wave along with a kind smile.

Heading to the break room Katie finds a vase and filles it with water taking it back to her desk and seting it on the edge and gently placing the flower into it. Steping back and smiling Katie gives alittle shake. Just looking at the flower put a smile on her face.

Turning Katie leaves her cubicle. She new Scott was replacing some computers this morning and hated that he had to. If only she could not make him smile like he had her. As Katie scans the cubciles she stops at Laura's seeing a par of legs sticking out from underneath it and knowing they are Scotts. Standing there for a long second Katie continplates calling to him but gets a better idea insed. Grinning Katie makes her way over and gets down on her hands and knees. Trying to keep from giggling. Flating herself out Katie squeezes under the desk on her tummy next to Scott. Because of her small frame Katie didnt have much of a problem.*

"Man....I feel like Alice when she went through the tunnel to chase the while rabbit."

*Katie gives a grin at Scott as she takes her hand and brings it to the side of his face tilting his head twords her.*

"If you want you can be the white rabbit and I'll chase after you."

*Katie smile and than adds.*

"Thank you for the flowers Scotty."

*Leaning in to Scott Katie presses her lips to his leting the moment linger. Than pulling away she smiles.*

"So whats this mess of stuff under here anyways."

*Misty wakes in the morning with a start her head was thrabing. What happend last night. Siting up her head starts to spin causing her to fall back onto her pillow. When everything finally start to stop she sits up slowly again. It felt like her face was on fire and the tast of blood was in her mouth. Geting out of bed Misty makes her way to the bathroom. Stairing at the reflection in the marror Misty can hardly believe thats her looking back. It had been along time since she had goen a nice shinner, and her lip broken open. Grabbing a few sapply from the cabnit Misty exits and heads for the kitchen stops and looking around in the living room. Table were over turned, and books were thrown everywhere. Slowly the memories of this morning come back to Misty and if she remember correctly her brother wouldent be back puting up a good fight of her own he was probley in some pain too. Continuing to the kitchen Misty cleans up her cuts and the blood off her lip. Though her eyes still was a nice shake of purple and black there was no way she could go to work like this. Not to mention she had to clean her house up. She dident want to hide what happend from everyone but she just dident feel like explaining anything eather.

Grabing her phone she dials the number for Rick waiting till he answers. Finding it a bit hard to talk Misty fights through the pain keeping her voice calm and trying to sound normal she speaks though dosent know how well she was doing.*

"Hey Rick its Misty. I was just calling to let you know I wouldent be making it into work today...ya I'm ok I just...."

*Misty feels a stab of pain shoot though her face as she pauses for a moment before starting again.*

"...I just had an accident last night. Everythings all right I just need some rest. Just pile whatever work you have for me on my desk and I'll stay extra late tomarrow. Yeah ok...if anyone needs me you know my number....yes Rick I am sure. Stop worrying so much. Ok I'll talk to you later. Bye."

*After hanging up the phone with Rick Misty goes to the fridge and grabs a page of frozen peas and places them on her eye making her way to the living room to start cleaning up mess.*

Note

Scott grins and returns Katie’s kiss, giving her and extra little squeeze. “Alright then, come on.”

Helping her up and into his car, he takes her back to her home. Getting into the driveway, he stops, knowing she can make it the rest of the way on her own.

Reaching over, he takes her hand. He would ask no questions, but he was open. “I’m here for you, Katie…if you ever need to talk.”

Bidding her goodnight with one last kiss, he lets her go, making sure she’s inside before pulling away.


Morning…

Scott gets into work early, not looking forward to setting up several new computers, but ready to start the day nonetheless.

Stopping by Katie’s cubicle first though, he deposits the bouquet of flowers on her desk, leaving a handwritten note.

“Just because.”


Jason shuts off his pickup and gets out, making his way slowly into work. Last night had been a restless one. He’d been exhausted, but his mind had been too active to sleep. He would have called in sick today, but Reese had mentioned the possibility of a new case for him, and he wasn’t about to turn that down. He was good and ready for something other than paperwork.

Getting inside and down the elevator, he says hi to Nate and Laura, and cocks his head to look down the row of cubicles. Spotting Katie, he gives a little wave, then continues his route to his office, Trooper right behind him.

Malevolent

*As Katie sits wrapped in Scott's arms she watches the sun start to set. She was much more relaxed now and it seemed for the moment everything had returned to normal.

Pulling away from Scott alittle bit Katie looks up into his eyes. She new he wasent sure what was going on and he was probley a bit confused but how was she to explain it when her and Jason wasent even sure. Kaite only hope that Scott would bear with her through it all and in time everything would unfold before there eyes.

Leaning up Katie gives Scott a soft kiss bring her hand to his face.*

"Yes Scott, you can take me home."

*Misty lays in bed listing to the soft cherp of Romino and Juliet on in there cage. It was almost like a song. A million thoughts going through her mind. Misty wanted to call Carson to make sure he was ok but something held her back. She wasent sure what or why, but it caused her to not reach out and grab the phone. Was everything Carson had told her the truth? Misty curses herself for not believing Carson.

A ring of the door bell sends Misty flying up in bed turning her lights on. Taking note it was one oclock. Thinking it might be Carson Misty goes to the front door. Opening it and seeing her brothe standing on the front pourch her blood runs cold.

As Frankie hears the door open he turns back around His eyes as cold as steel a
malevolent grin on his face.*

"Hey Sis."

*Placeing his hand on the door Frankie forces it open as Misty takes a few steps backwards She had no where to go she was traped. once inside Frankie shuts the door locking out the word behind him.*

Neutral

Jason manages a smile of his own and helps Katie stand up, making sure she’s steady before walking back with her.

Scott looks up in relief at seeing her and starts to stand, but remains seated as she lowers herself down next to him. Feeling her need for comfort, he freely lets her put his arm around her, then pulls her in, pressing her head close to his chest and planting a soft kiss on her head.

“It’s okay,” he croons. “I’m right here.” Glancing up, he catches Jason’s eye.

Jason has stopped and is looking at them for a brief moment, long enough to give Scott a nod to let him know that Katie was alright and just needed some loving. “Let me take her car back,” he says quietly. “I’ll have Laura give me a ride home.”

Scott nods, displaying his appreciation for Jason’s willingness to help, and his understanding. He watches Jason walk away, a new feeling coming upon him. Jason was a good man. He had his faults…he had a temper…he’d driven fear into Scott at one time, and he was generally not all that stable right now. But…he had a good heart and a compassion that not many people had the privilege of seeing. And for the first time, Scott had a genuine hope that the old Jason would come back to them soon – he deserved that peace.

After Jason has left, Scott stays with Katie a long while, just letting her rest. He wants nothing else…he needs nothing else. He doesn’t know exactly what happened, but he’s not so sure he needs to know right now. Whatever it was was over, and if Katie wanted him to know, she would tell him.

As the sun begins to sink lower towards the horizon, Scott strokes Katie’s arm. “Hey…it’s going to get chilly out here,” he warns gently. “Can I take you home?”


Jason eases down on his couch, not having the gumption to actually go to his bed. Trooper comes up and nudges his arm, and he relents, scratching the dog’s head absentmindedly.

Seeing his answering machine blinking, he reaches over to slap the play button.

“Hey, Hotshot,” Camryn’s voice greets. “I’ve been waiting about forty-five minutes over here at the Mexican restaurant…I guess something must have come up. I’m assuming it’s work – hope everything is okay. I’ll be on my way home. Give me a call.”

Jason lets out a small groan. He’d forgotten all about meeting Camryn for supper. It had been a spur of the moment plan the day before after a bet on who could stand the spiciest food.

Trying to keep a neutral emotional state, Jason picks up the phone. “Hi, Cam, it’s me.”

“Well hi there, stranger. Don’t tell me you skunked me on purpose.”

Jason forces a short laugh. “I’m so sorry. Something came up and I couldn’t get away. Can I get a rain check.”

Camryn laughs. “For you? Yes. I have off tomorrow if you want to do lunch instead. The waiter there is all hyped up with his finest sauces ready for a competition.”

Jason can’t help a grin. “You’re on. I’ll call you tomorrow about what time.”

“Great. See you then.”

“Yeah. Bye.” Jason hangs up and closes his eyes again, forcing himself to relax. As much as he wanted to think about Camryn right now, he tried to keep a blank mind for Katie’s sake. Until they got this thing figured out, not only did he not want to put her through any unnecessary strain, but he wasn’t fond of her knowing what he was feeling about Camryn either. Best friend or not, they were private feelings that he held within himself, not even sharing with Camryn. At this point, he didn’t want his desire to creep out…he would just get hurt again. It was better to just stay the way he was.


Carson makes it back to his apartment and trudges up the stairs. Getting to his door, he notices the note and raises his eyebrows in surprise. Reading it, he gives a little sigh and takes it down. Great…now he had to come up with a line about where he’d been all evening. Oh well…that shouldn’t be too hard. It was going to be harder to hide his black eye…but maybe that wouldn’t be so bad either if he made it in to work before Misty in the morning.

Getting inside, Carson takes a long hot shower before finally falling into bed, too tired and too sore to care much about anything else.

Leftovers

*Looking up at Jason Katie gives a small smile look apon on Jason's face something new stirs inside her. A friend, a best friend is what she see looking at Jason. His eyes holding the care, and comfort but as a friend and for the first time Katie was ok with that. She dident feel sad, or upset. She felt at peace with being best friends. That was enough for her, and eyes looking back at Jason portryed themself, that a friend was what she had, and what she wanted. Katie smiles another smile. Speaking softly.*

"Between you and him, I dont think I even have to worry. You both take good care of me. Thank you again J."

*Slowly standing Katie just leans on Jason for a moment sterdying herself as the blood rushes back to her sleeping legs. Finally feeling she can walk again on her own she stands up straght slowly making her way to where Scott was siting. Slowly siting down next to him Katie takes Scott's arm and puts it around her shoulders leaning her head on him.*

"Hold me Scott."

*Katie says nothing more for the moment. She had felt the comfort of her friend and the understanding. She had felt the healing touch of her friend. Now she just wanted to feel the comfort of her love and let his love heal the brokeness she felt. Thats all Katie wanted.*

*After Carson drops Misty off she goes inside puting her bag with her left over in the fridge still in the plastic bag. After feeding and leting Romieo and Juliet out to play for alittle bit Misty sits done and pops in a movie.

An hour and a half later the credits on her movie roll as she stomach lets our a loud growle. Relizing she is hundy Misty heads to the kitchen for left overs. Pulling out the back and taking out the container, Misty relized Carson food was in there as well. A smile spreads across Misty's face as she reaches for her coat. I bet right about now Carson was hungry himself. How nice would it be for her to show up with his food for him.

Arriving at TJY Misty heads inside and makes her way for Carson's cubcil. Drawing closer Misty can tell all the lights are off and no one was there. Strange but maybe Carson had decided to call it a night already. Heading out again Misty heads to Carson's place. It takes no time at all to get there and Misty is well on her way up stairs. Knocking on the door and waiting she gets no answer. Glancing down at her watch she takes note its 11:30. Its strange Carson wouldent be answering the door he probley wouldent be sleeping yet.

Taking the key from her pocket Carson had given her she unlocks the door and steps in flicking the lights on. The apartment was silence no form of life. Checking each room and not seeing Carson Misty gives alittle shrug as she gets the worryed feeling in her stomach again. Giving a sigh she trys to shakes the feeling. This was redickulace, Carson was probley out at the store, doing laundry or anything she HAD to trust him. Puting the food in his fridge Misty grabs a peace of paper joting down a note.*

Hey Babe,
After geting home and watching a movie I relized I took your left over food home with me. I wanted to saprise you and bring it to ya at TJY but when I got there you wernt. So I figured you came home already. Geting here and finding you not I just let myself in with the key you gave me figuring you were out with friends, or running to the store. So I left your food in the fridge, and this not on you door duh! Well all is well and I'll see ya tomarrow at work. *hugs*

Sassy

*Misty exits the apartment and locks the door behind her taping the note to the door. Heading down the steps and making her way home once again.*

Victorious?

Jason gives Katie a little squeeze, just holding her close for several more minutes, knowing it’s what she needed. It was a different feeling that surfaced now…holding Katie in his arms like this was not the same as it used to be. There were feelings that were not there any more… but despite their ups, downs, victories and failures, they were still friends, and right now, that’s what mattered most.

Finally Jason pulls Katie out a little bit, cocking his head so he can see her face. “Hey…Scott’s over there worrying himself sick about you… How about letting him take you home? You need to get some rest and it’s going to get chilly out here in a bit. Not to mention, neither one of us are going to leave you out here.”


Bret can’t help his grin at Charlotte. “At this rate, I’m going to need a whole role.”


Carson chuckles and follows Misty outside, driving her back home, then heading to TJY. He stays there a little while, actually doing some work, but as it gets later, he slips back out again.

Driving across town, his conscious nags at him the whole way. He shouldn’t be doing this…there had to be another way. But…there wasn’t. This was the only way to get cash fast, and he needed it.

Parking along the darkened street once again, Carson turns off his car. Pulling out his cell phone, he shuts it off. Better to have it off than have someone know it’s ringing without him answering.

It’s twelve-thirty. Carson makes his way slowly back to his car, wincing a little as he gets in. Cutter had been paying attention tonight, but Carson had still come out victorious. Unfortunately, he’d taking a nice punch to his eye, bringing a nice bruise back all over again. His ribs had held up alright, being wrapped tightly, though he was pretty sore again. All he wanted to do now was get home and go to bed.

Fate Calling

*Katie remains quiet for a while feeling Jasons new emotion of compashen. Like a sponge when it get wet Katie soaks it in. She felt safe as her mind was coming back to reality and her tears once again slow.



Why did Jason and herself have to go through this. Was this a test of there friendship? Was this ment to draw them closer together as friends? Katie dident have the answers for herself. But siting there wraped in her friends arms and hearing his words she new she wasent alone, and everything was going to be ok.



Katie voice is still soft but it hold a hint of the strong tone siganling she was going to be ok.*



"Together.....there has to be a way to controll this thing, and with both our brains I know we can do it. Thank you J!"



*Misty cant help but laugh at Carson reason for geting shot. Giving a little shake of her hear she sassy little smile forms*



"How about you not get shot and come see me. Than I can get a kiss and torcher Rick again."



*Misty gives a playful wink. Finishing off her meal and grabing the left over Misty makes her way to the door with Carson. Dinner had been nice and the company even better.*



*Charlotte sits across from Bret finishing off her dinner. She was happy he still wanted to have dinner. The morning had been aventful and alittle stressful but being out now felt good.*



"..Ya know, things dident go well this morning but I cant say I regret the weekend because I dont. Weather i new your last name or not I had a great time, and I would change that for anythng. I know, I am glad I met you."



*A grin forms on Charlotts face as she looks back at Bret from across the table.*



"I guess you do. Better have the quarters ready. I hear fate calling."

Together

Jason is hit with a mixture of concern and compassion as he realizes just what kind of state Katie is in. He doesn’t have to question why. Only now does he see what kind of damage he caused just today…what kind of damage this whole thing was causing.

As Katie’s head rest on his shoulder, he grits his teeth against his own emotions. This just wasn’t fair…none of it was. She didn’t deserve this kind of pain.

Shifting his weight, he wraps his arms around her and pulls her into his lap, cradling her. Rocking her gently, he rubs her back. “Shh…it’s okay, Katie…” He closes his eyes for a moment, trying to regroup. “It’s not your fault, alright? …It’s not your fault.”

Just holding her, he wants so badly to take this burden from her. If he could, he would. But he can’t. What was this thing doing to them? What was it that was so powerful it could cause this inner turmoil?

“We’ll get this figured out,” he assures quietly. “You and me, together, okay?”


Scott can just make out Jason with Katie, and after waiting a few moments without being called to an emergency, he retreats, finding a spot to sit near the parking lot. He would wait. He had told Jason he trusted him, and it was the truth. He knew Jason and Katie were still working at their friendship, and there was nothing wrong with that. And whether Scott wanted to be or not, he couldn’t always be the one that Katie would want to talk to.


Carson chuckles a little at Misty’s comment. “Yeah, getting out of the office for a while might be kind of fun. It’s getting to feel a bit like a cage in there again.”

He grins slyly. “Maybe if we do go out guns blazing, I can get myself shot so I can come see you in the infirmary and have you doctor me up again.”

Sighing deeply, he checks his watch. “Well, babe, as much as I would love to sit here with you all night…I can’t.” He winks at her. “But at least we got the drive back.”


“…I can’t believe I didn’t put two and two together.” Bret shakes his head, still having a hard time believing what had gone on that morning. He looks across the table at Charlotte, unable to help a grin though. “Guess that’ll teach me to make out with a woman whose name I don’t even know.”

The little diner is fairly quiet tonight, providing a nice atmosphere, and the food is good.

Bret cocks his head. “So…at least I’ll have you around for a little while longer.”

ACTION!

*Katie sits quietly on the beach not having moved much in the last few hours. Starting to feel Jason emotions again but not so strong Katie shuts her eyes. She suddinly felt so alone, yet she had the emotions of another running thought her mind.

A short while later hearing voice Katie knows one is Jason and can only guess the other was probley Scott just by the tone yet everything alse was a blurr.

As Jason draws near Katie dosent turn her head thought she wants to. Her daze is so strong and she is not even sure why. Its like her whole brain just shut down trying to look things out. As Jason touches Katie she feels a susson jolt, almost like an elecrtil currint run through her, slowly things start to focus though she is still tired. Her body seems to relax and the pain she felt was gone.

Slowly Katie turns her head twords Jason her eyes glassy and bloodshot from crying. Her voice horse comes out as a whisper. Katie's strong voice seemed so quiet and tired.*

"I...dident mean to feel all the things I did J. I dident want to invade your privesy. I...I just wanted to help you, but now its grown into something so much more, and I dont want you to always fear that I am going to know what your feeling."

*Streams of tears start to show in Katie's eyes again as she thinks about everything. Before she even knows it, as if she calapsed she leans her head on Jason's shoulder. The energy he let off was comforting on its own. Being close to her best friend, made her feel alittle better.*

"I....dont know whats happening to me J and I dont know why to stop it. I tryed and I cant. I just...I dont know what to do."

*After asking for a box for her own left over steak Misty turns back to Carson and gives a smile. Trying out the new steakhouse have been a good choise by Carson the food was amazing not to mention filling. The night had been a good one and Misty hated that Carson wanted to go back to work to finish some stuff up, but what could you do when work calls work calls she new that. She would just have to make the most of the time she did have.*

"Hey thats pretty cool that Sheriff Brown is filtering cases to us. Keeping us on our toes. Though things have changed it dosent seem like anything has gotten to be to much. I think its rather nice not having to double checking everything and knowing if there is an injory to great its ok to send someone to the hospetal again."

*Misty takes a sip of her iced tea giving a grin at Carson.*

"And if you guys do get alittle bit of action that would probley be fun for you eh? Its been a while since you guys had anything that called for guns blazing and fists flying. Not that you should be right now. Your healing nicely and I dont need you going damaging yourself anymore. As for me the most action I get myself into is in the office when I docter you guys up. I think I rather like it that way too."

*Wendy looks up from her desk as she see Clint her face breaks out in a smile like it always did when Clint was around.*

"Hey you! Wes and I were starting to get worryed."

* As Clint talks Wendy takes note to the look in his eye. They had a new spark, a new love for life she new oh so well. Hearing about Clint's desition Wendy stands and goes over to Clint wrapping her arms around him in a strong embrass.*

"Congradulations and yes of course I want to go. Let me grab my stuff and lock the office."

*Grabing her purse and keys Clint and herself make there way out of the office locking the door behind her and heading out hand in hand with Clint. She was over joyed that he asked her to come along. This was something she really dident want to miss.*

Trust

Bret shrugs at Angelica. “I can’t blame you…I doubt I woulda been a happy camper in your shoes either.”

He eases himself back down, and gestures for Charlotte to come back and sit down. “Yes, I still want you as my lawyer. I’ll admit I’m riding on Jamie Franklin’s recommendation alone, but that’s enough for me.” He cocks his head towards Charlotte. “Whether she’s involved or not is between you two I guess.”

As the conversation continues, it’s a little more tense than planned, but facts about the case are laid down, Bret explaining how he was unfairly being blamed for the accident and how absurd the system was being. He informs Angelica that a preliminary hearing was set later this week, and they agree to meet prior once more.

Nearing lunchtime, Bret says he’s going to visit Brandon at the hospital, and quietly tells Charlotte that he’ll pick her up at the hotel for dinner.


Jason listens intently to Aerith, not commenting until she is finished. Some of her words made sense. Some of her words he wasn’t sure he appreciated. And some of her words hit him below the belt, stopping and making him think.

Taking a deep breath, Jason finishes off his juice and raises his eyes to meet Aerith’s. “Not so sure I’d agree about the whole God thing, but…I guess maybe there are a few things I’ve had the wrong perspective about. You’re right…this isn’t easy on the other party either and I’m being downright selfish.”

He shakes his head slowly. “I guess…ever since I got out of prison I’ve just felt like I’ve been in a fog. And I want to get out so badly that when other problems come up I want to just plow through them, but….I guess I haven’t paid attention to who I’ve trampled in the process.”

Pausing again, he forces a small smile. “Thanks, Aerith. I guess I needed the slap upside the head.”

Looking at his watch, he hates to leave, but knows he must. “Work is waiting,” he comments ruefully. “Hate to drink and run…”

Sighing, he stands up slowly and looks down at Aerith again. “I wasn’t much company, but, for what it’s worth, I really am grateful. So…thanks again.”

Turning, he heads for the door, waving to Herb and Mabel again before he steps back outside to face the day...


Scott wanders back through the cubicles, concern starting to rise. Katie still wasn’t around. She’d left no messages…he’d asked several people if they’d known where she’d gone, but no one had. Her car was gone, so she’d obviously driven somewhere. He’d tried her cell phone but had gotten no reply.

Getting back to his desk, he sits down and tries to get back to work, but just can’t. There was one person he hadn’t asked about Katie….he really didn’t want to…but… the hatched had been buried and he had to move on.

Rising again, Scott aims for Jason’s office where he’d been hibernating most of the day. “Jase?”

Jason looks up from his desk. “Yeah?”

“Do you know where Katie is?”

Jason furrows his brow. He hadn’t been out on the main floor since he’d gotten back that morning. “She’s not here?”

“No, she’s been gone since this morning.”

Jason suddenly grows worried. After that morning’s little episode, anything was possible. But he hadn’t expected her to be gone all day. “Did you call her?”

Scott’s irritation, born from his worry, gets the best of him. “Oh, I wouldn’t have thought of that,” he replies sarcastically. “She’s not here, Laura says she’s not at home, and she’s not answering her phone. So…do you know where she is?”

“How would I know?”

“Well you two still communicate as far as I can tell.”

“Communicate, yes, share our comings and goings twenty-four/seven, no.”

Scott looks Jason in the eye. Something seemed just a little odd. Jason wasn’t normally this casual when it came to Katie’s safety. “You sure there’s nothing you’re not telling me?”

Jason sighs. “Look, we had a little…discussion this morning. I left for a while and I guess she did too.”

“What…kind of discussion?”

Jason rolls his eyes. “Scott, it was nothing, alright?”

“Well if you connected that to her disappearing, it certainly seems more than nothing.”

“It’s not what you think.”

“How do you know what I’m thinking?”

Jason grits his teeth. “If you think I’m trying to push my way back in, you’re sorely mistaken.”

It’s Scott’s turn to rolls his eyes. “I don’t…that’s not a concern of mine, Jason. I trust you…I shouldn’t, but I do. I just want to find Katie.”

“Well if you can’t find her, how can I?”

“Can’t you…I mean… with you and her and that sort of…connection you got? She can find you…can’t you find her?”

“It doesn’t work that way,” Jason retorts. “Besides, she may not want to be found.”

Scott crosses his arms and leans on the doorframe. “How about you just explaining to me what exactly it was that you two discussed?”

“It’s nothing, alright? I just…” Jason sighs. “I might have…I mean…it’s hard to explain, Scott.”

“Try.”

Jason gives him a smirk. “Look, it’s that whole Katie being able to find me thing…she can sense when I’m upset and sometimes it upsets her too.”

“So…you got upset and you think she did too.”

“I guess you could put it that way.”

Scott’s eyes narrow as she tries to understand. “She and I haven’t talked about that much, but I get the feeling it’s a little more serious than that. She’s got quite a sixth sense…how upset would she get?”

Jason looks up at him, the worry showing through his eyes. “I don’t know.”

“Well then how about you and me going to look for her?”

Jason thinks hard for a moment. There was one place he would try…


“There.” Jason points to where Katie’s car is in the parking lot by the beach.

Scott quirks an eyebrow. “Doesn’t work that way, huh?”

“I just knew where she’d be,” Jason retorts. “It has nothing to do with any sixth sense. Come on.”

Both men get out of Scott’s car and head onto the beach. It was getting towards evening, and the sun was getting lower in the sky. Scott and Jason get on to the beach and scan the surroundings, walking slowly, looking. Finally Scott points to a figure sitting down by a large log. “There she is.”

Jason forces himself to stop. “Alright. I’ll stay here.”

Scott starts forward, then halts. He wants to continue. His heart is screaming at him with worry to make sure that Katie’s huddled form is really her and okay. But instead, he turns to Jason. “Jase…”

“What? Go check on her, Scott!”

“No…you go.” Scott backs off. “If this started as something between the two of you, then…it should be you. She and I have never talked about that sixth sense of hers, but if this is connected, then…I might as well bet that it’s you she’d want to see.”

Jason frowns a little. “It’s not…”

“Jason.” Scott grins a little. “I told you…I trust you. I’m not worried about losing Katie to you. We love each other. But you’re her friend, and an important one to her. And if this is something you two need to work out, then I don’t want to interfere. I’ll wait here…if you need help or she’s hurt, holler.”

Jason can hardly believe Scott’s sincerity. Scott really wasn’t worried, and for that, Jason was grateful. “Alright.” He nods and starts forward, almost hesitantly.

Reaching Katie, he kneels down in the sand, the shadows from the nearby trees enveloping them. “Katie?” he prompts softly. Her still form scared him…she looked so pale… He reaches out to put a hand on her shoulder, his tone gentle. “Katie…are you okay?”


Carson leaves half his steak on his plate, pushing it aside to signal that he was done, but he forces himself not to be in a hurry. He’d enjoyed the evening with Misty, and though keeping an eye on the time, wanted to be sure she picked up on nothing.

“…anyway, so Reese mentioned some cases that Brown has handed over to him at the moment and he’ll be sharing them with us. Might get us back into some action, who knows.”


“...Yeah, but…why?”

Jim sits across the mess hall table from his son, a Bible spread out between them. “God needed a pure sacrifice…what man was pure? What man was sinless? Only His Son.”

Clint furrows his brow and sighs a little. Yesterday morning’s sermon had finally struck a cord hard enough to force him into asking his father questions he’d had for quite a while. “Yeah, okay….I’ve heard that since I was a kid. God sent His Son, Jesus to die on a cross and take our sins.”

Jim quirks a small smile. “And…?”

“I don’t know…it’s just…why?”

“Because God loves us, Clint. He loved us so much that he didn’t want to see us all die without having a relationship with Him…without Him knowing us so well to have relationships with us. So He gave us Jesus…the way to Him.”

“So they keep saying, you know…accept Jesus as your Savior and all that…”

Jim sees the question in his son’s eyes. “Which means believing that Jesus Christ is the Son of God…admitting you’re a sinner and need Him in order to gain salvation, and committing to following Him.”

Clint’s eyes lower and he runs his finger along the table thoughtfully. This strange stirring in his heart was new…he wanted to take a step forward…but…was it…could he…

“What’s stopping you?” Jim cocks his head. “Don’t believe it’s true?”

“No…no…I think it’s true. It’s just… following Jesus and all that… Where does your freedom go then?”

Jim actually laughs. “I’d much rather be a slave to Jesus than a slave to a dying world. A master has to be served. Whether you’re serving the world that leads down a dead end street and ultimately hell. Or, whether you’re serving God and walking in His way towards eternal life.”

Clint lifts an eyebrow. “When you put it that way, why on earth would I choose the latter?”

“I don’t know…why would you?”

Clint fingers the Bible and shifts it around again to reread one of the verses. “What’s with baptism anyway?”

“You know…a lot of people argue about that one, Clint.” Jim sighs a little. “But when it really comes down to it, it’s an outward sign to show the decision that was made – to prove that one is really committed to what they just promised. It’s also obedience as being baptized is what the Bible tells us to do if we are to become a follower of Christ.”

Silence reigns for several minutes, Clint’s mind and heart working overtime. Finally he looks up at his father. “Then I guess that’s what I should do, huh?”

Jim looks at him with slight surprise. “If you think you’re ready.”

“I don’t know an awful lot,” Clint admits. “But from what I’m gathering, that’s not really the point…how much I know. So…if I believe that Jesus is God’s Son and that He’s the route I need to get to heaven…and I want to go ‘cause everyone I love is going, then…it really seems like a no-brainer right about now.”

Jim chuckles and shakes his head. “I think you’re right.”

“So do I…I mean… I’ve prayed a little bit lately, kinda…trying to anyway I guess.”

Jim smiles. “Just talk to God…He’s a friend.”


…Clint heads across the yard, aiming for the shop. He’d been gone quite a while, but for once, he didn’t feel guilty. If there was anyone who would understand, it would be Wes. But he wasn’t looking for Wes at the moment, he was looking for Wendy.

Getting into the shop, he crosses to the office and taps on the door, seeing Wendy at the desk. A smile spreads across his face. “Hey, um… my family and some of the folks around here, are um…coming with me to town to church…” His eyes are shining with a newfound peace and hope. “I, um…made the decision to follow God and…Dad’s gonna baptize me. You…want to come too?”