Date

Jason's own emotions start to spike, though he tries to suppress them the best he can. Being this close to Katie though made it just a little harder...her pull was stronger.

Leaning forward a little bit, Jason looks her in the eye, taking her hand in his. This was serious, and he knew it. The dots had to be connected...the math had to be done. There was no explanation for his sudden attack in the night, other than this. When he shut down, it affected Katie in a similar way...why would it not do the same to him when reversed?

He didn't like it...he didn't want it. But he had to know if this was the answer. "Katie...first, if it was you, it wasn't your fault, alright?" He swallows hard. "But I gotta know...we have to know if it goes both ways."

Jason's eyes search hers, apologizing for what he was about to do. Keeping his gaze fixed on hers, he digs down deep, blocking out unnecessary feelings, but when landing on the ones he'd had last night with Camryn, he draws them to the surface, forcing them out. Compacting them in such a way that they are given with slight pressure, his pulse quickens just a little, his hand staying grasped with Katie's. He knew she would hate these feelings. He knew she would want to be rid of them. And if they duplicated the night before, they would both find out the truth.


Carson keeps his walk, now already a short distance away, and turns as he sees Misty. Stopping for a moment, he throws her a smile, his thick accent back. "Why thank you, Sassy. I wouldn't have gotten very far without your sharp eye, now would I?"

He pointed down the street. "How about you join me in the search for some real breakfast food?"

From the cafe window, one of the officers tilts his head to make sure everything was okay, and he sees the man gesturing, and the woman walking with him. He grins slightly. How come it wasn't that easy for HIM to get a date?

Carson heads down toward the motel again, aiming for the car. "Okay, plan B. We get out of here."