DJ

Carson is jolted from his thoughts as Misty gets back in the car, and he takes the map from her. Looking up he accepts the drink and gives her half a smile of gratitude. "Thanks..."

Sitting quietly for a moment, he seems as thought he wants to say something, but resists. Instead, he starts the engine again, and pulls out to follow the map. "Alright...we're on Eighth Street now..." His accent is once again resumed within the confines of the car. "Looks like we gotta hang a right at Fern...."

They drive for a while, Carson looking at every intersection, finally spotting it. Frowning, he realizes they're headed toward the center of the city, not a residential area. "If Zane pulled one over on me, he's dead meat," he threatens under his breath.

After several more turns, having to turn around once, then finding their way again, Carson furrows his brow at the number on the sign of the large building, and parallel parks along the curb as noisy traffic goes by. "Where are we anyway..." He looks at the map, looks at the note he jotted down from Zane, then looks at the number again. "We're at the right place according to this..."

Squinting, he leans down to read the tall sign at the other end of the building. KLVT 95.4

Carson quirks an eyebrow and sits up straight. Thinking a moment, he reaches for the radio and finds the station. A female d.j. is just talking.

"...and it's a great day out there for all you folks wrapping up your weekend. We got ninety-five degrees and sunny out there though, so lather on that sun screen and get lots of water while you're out and about. Annnnd coming up next we got a full hour of your favorite smooth listening songs, so don't go anywhere. This is Danielle Davis at KLVT - your station for great music."

Carson shuts the radio off as a commercial comes on. Sitting back in his seat, he gets lost in a stare as the realization hits him. That had been his sisters voice. "She's a disc jockey..." He swallows hard, now not knowing what to do. She was obviously safe...obviously unharmed to still be on the air...so Zane had told the truth.

But to know that all that separated Carson from her was a wall, was a realization he wasn't prepared for. He wanted to go in there now and see her...logic reminded him that she'd be on break now if there was going to be a full hour of music. He could actually see her again....after all these years, no knowing where she was...

Blinking, Carson clears his throat and starts the engine again. "We need to find a place to stay. The drop off point is the next town over, but we've got plenty of time now."


Bret's hand brushes Charlotte's face as he returns the kiss, knowing good and well that he would probably not be seeing her again. Part of him didn't want to feel this emotional pull right now because it increased the pain of knowing that he wouldn't see her anymore.... but part of him didn't care, and took that chance, just enjoying this sweet moment.

Finally drawing away, he gives her a smile. "Take care of yourself, Charlotte. Maybe fate will bring us back around again sometime. In the meantime..." He hands her a quarter. "You might need this."