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Bret can't help the warm feeling that spreads over him as Charlotte rests her head on him, her arm tucked around him. He moves his own arm from behind his head to wrap around her shoulders, unable to pretend he didn't like her here with him like this.

Her words bring a smile to his lips and he cocks his head to see her staring back at him. For a moment, he just lets his eyes meet hers, enjoying the silence rather than hating it. "Then I guess if we don't have indefinite, we have fifteen minutes."

Tightening his arm around her, he brings her closer to him, planting a kiss on her forehead before letting her rest back down on his chest again. His fingers gently run up and down her arm, his eyes closed again, hoping that the fifteen minutes lasted a long time.


Kyle grins as Misty pulls away, his eyes searching hers for just a moment. Biting his lower lip, he proves that he felt teased by the short kiss.

Flopping back on the bed, he waits, his fingers tapping on the mattress to a tune stuck in his head, while his eyes roam the ceiling.


Rick keeps his head down towards his papers and nods as Misty comes in. He gestures to a printout. "Did some research last night...came up with a mixture that when combined with your modified antidote, it should work as a healing agent."

In reality, Rick had been deep in prayer for wisdom and help with finding a solution for Kyle when the idea had struck him.

He turns in his chair, setting his pencil down and rubbing his tired eyes. "My hope is that we've caught this soon enough, that once you figure out the antidote, hopefully nothing will conflict with what's in this, and not only will the poison be stopped, but it will combat and heal the damage that has been done. Of course...that is if the damage hasn't been too severe already."

Hearing a cough from the other room, Rick's eyes show some worry. "I think it's already spread further than I would like to admit."

He gives a short sigh. "Anyway...I just thought you'd like to know about this so you can keep it in mind with your own research."

Rick turns back to his work, picking up his pencil again. "Oh...and Misty..." His voice is quiet, a tinge of teasing mixed with a light warning. "Will you and that young man behave yourselves or do I have to spend the night here too?"


Carson grins a little, backing up to the wall across from the bed and sliding down to sit on the floor, resting his arms on his knees. He knew Jess might not enjoy the cold treat as much as normal, but he was glad she was at least trying. "Oh...it was just a hunch."

For a moment, his eyes drift to nowhere in particular, a strange melancholy settling over him. Though a slight smile remains. "I learned a long time ago the power of a strawberry milkshake." A dry laugh escapes. "I could stop any of my little sister's tears with a hug and her favorite treat. Whether she'd scraped her knee or..." He stops for just a moment, the pain hitting him harder than he thought it would and he almost cringes. "...or she'd been mistreated, I figured out fast how to put her back on top of the world."

Carson's eyes settle on the floor. Dani's letters had stopped. He had figured by now she'd given up on him. Somehow that left a bitter taste in his mouth.

"I guess a milkshake can only cure so many things though...sometimes the wounds are too deep and the tears too strong to be thwarted by sugar and milk."


To: Katie
CC: Con, Nate
From: Wyatt
Subject: Re: Tomorrow Security
Count me in. Wouldn't miss the job with the added bonus of the show!
-Wy


To: Katie
CC: Wyatt, Nate
From: Conrad
Subject: Re: Tomorrow Security
How'd you know I was dying for something to do? Love to be a part as long as Reese doesn't mind - it'll be volunteer of course.
Thanks for the update on Cindy. Great news! I'll have to give Hotshot a bad time.
See you tomorrow, Kat.
-Con