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Jason shakes his head, gritting his teeth as he just stands shakily for a moment. "No... no I'm alright."

I don't know wha-

As soon as he tries to communicate with his emotions, he receives another shock. Cringing, he puts his hands to his head, feeling like a two-way radio that wasn't tuned in. It was almost like getting high-pitched feedback from speakers while playing his guitar, except it wasn't an audible sound. It was just... raw emotions.

Trying to catch his breath, he can feel his pulse racing. The thunder suddenly seems ten times louder. "Holy cow..." His whole body was trembling now. As much as he wanted to take Katie's question and leave, he wasn't even sure right now if he should be driving.

Another clap of thunder makes him jump. Looking down at Katie, he tries to get past whatever this was. "I'm... I'm okay now I think. Let's just... um... keep walking."


Scott can feel a bit of heat creeping into his face as Hope draws near. Her hand through his hair sends a tingle down his spine, and though a bit unsure, he lets her pull him closer.

Still somewhat in shock over the whole thing, and now surprised by Hope's affection, at first, he's not sure how to react. But as her lips touch his, his tenseness seems to melt away.

His hands move to Hope's waist, holding her close before slowly sliding his arms around her. Returning the kiss, feelings for her surface, that maybe he didn't even realize he had. It seemed like a lifetime ago that they had embraced one another. Now... the nightmare was gradually fading.

Scott feels as though his whole world is tipped upside down and spun in the wrong direction. Finally, slowly, he pulls back just a little, his eyes still closed as he rests his forehead against Hope's. His arms are still around her and he sways just a little to soft overhead music he hadn't heard until now.

"I missed you too," he manages quietly.

Drawing back even a little more, he looks into her eyes to make sure he wasn't imagining things. She really did want this? She really did feel this way about him? It wasn't just some surface emotional thing?

Swallowing hard, his heart is still racing. "Are you... free for supper?"