Treasure

Trooper gives another little woof and rolls back over, giving a sigh. He looks up at the door handle, then gets to his feet, sniffing around the edge of the door again. Turning around, he bounds off down the hall, his nails clicking on the tile.

Without many people around, no one is there to yell at him for being where he shouldn't be. Down the hall, to the right and into the supply room where Hal kept everything. Using his nose, Trooper sniffs around, knocking over a broom and bumping into a stack of boxes.

Going to the wall, he raises himself up on his hind legs, and sets his teeth around that which he wanted. Back on all fours, he's once again racing down the hall. No master was around. He had no orders but knew better than to take his boredom out on chewing something. So this was what he had come up with.

Getting to the door again, he opens his mouth. The key ring clatters to the floor with a clang and he steps back, his ears perked as he waits for those mysterious fingers to take the treasure he'd found.


Ryder opens his mouth to respond, but Nate is already walking away. He was tired too... but he was trying not to be a grouch. What was with Nate anyway?

Sighing, he follows after him.


Jason doesn't even hear Nate's voice. His head was still resting on the bed, but his lack of motion proved that his exhaustion had finally gotten the best of him. He'd fallen asleep, Katie's hand still in his own.


Ryder stays on Nate's heels out of the hospital and to the car. Getting in the passenger side, he buckles in for the short ride. Once on the road, he throws Nate a sidelong glance. "I... was glad to see Laura was okay..."