Mac Truck

*Nate holds the gun in his hand for a moment deep in thought. He couldent let Carson do this, not make a rash desition and just throw his life in the line again. Nate had to think of something and he had to think of something fast. Geting out of the car at Mom and Pop's Nate follows close behind Carson.*

*Aerith looks up as Carson and Nate make there way over to her fast. The tone in Carson's voice made her jump alittle. Not sure what was going on and the suddin interuption. Looking to Wyatt and than to Carson again she can feel a bit of panic crawl up her neck.*

"I'm not sure...where he is staying why would I know?"

*Nate looks over Carson's shoulder trying to offer a smile but knows it comes out as a pretty lame one leting his own worry show though.*

"Aerith if you have any idea at all it would help."

*Nate looks back to Wyatt.*

"It looks to be Misty was kiddnaped. Theer wasent a pretty sight when Carson showed up there this afternoon. Misty seems to be hurt there was blood on her pillow, and on top of that..."

*Nate gives a sidelong glance to Carson cringing in having to say it all over again.*

"If Misty dosent get help fast she is going to die. We found some medicle records on her dresser. Its not good Wyatt."

*Nate eyes showed worry, but not only for Misty he was worryed about Carson too. Nate understood where he was coming from but he was also acting without thinking and Nate was worryed that he might not be able to stop him. Than Carson would do something he would later regreat.*

*Once again Aerith look between Wyatt than Carson. She could tell the ergency of the matter and she new that if it was Frankie what he was capable of doing. Not to mention she was always fond of Misty herself. In a timid voice she finally speaks again.*

"Last time...I was at my grandmother house it looked like someone had been staying in the spair room. She always liked Frankie so its possable he's there, but I dont know for sure. If you cant find him there check the local bars he could be there as well."

*Aerith's eyes fill with worry. As she can feel her heart pound in her chest.*

"I bet making Con mad is like going head on with a mac truck. Its just plane stupid to even attempt."

*Charlotte continues to listen to Bret talks. Her facual expressions showing she was enojoying the conversationa and liked hearing what Bret had to say.*

"They are going to make it into a tourist site huh. I guess that can be a good thing. Maybe I should get a job there when it opens."

*Charlotte giggles at the though not being able to actully see herself doing that.
Taking a sip of her iced tea Charlotte gazes back at Bret. A look passing in her eyes, a soft almost calming looked that longed for something, something Bret had offered her that weekend. The comfort, the joy, the gentil hand, that had showed her what it felt like to be really be treated as a person.*

"I'd really like to do that again too. My calander is free on Saterday as long as yours it too."

*Charlotte's mouth turns up in a grin and though she can feel a bit of heat on the back of her neck she dosent break her eyes from Bret's. They were like a night sky, dark and comforting, something you could look at for hours and get lost in and not mind at all*