Austraila

Continuing to look out the window Phinox lets Jason's words roll off him. He'd been called worse, and accused of much more before this wasnt any differnt. For now his mouth would stay shut and just stay with Jason trying to keep him out of trouble like Reese had asked.

As the truck comes to a stop Phinox squints a little looking out the front window. Serving the area but not saying anything he takes all that is around them and process it. Making up differnt sanarieos in his own mind how things can go down and how to stop them till finally he brings himself back and opens his own door.

Checking his gun Phinox steps out and walks quietly behind Jason.

Continuing to look through the paper work Nate looks up and gives a nod to Sapphire as she brings in more boxs with Katie's reports and paper work. Turning just a little to look at Ryder Nate gives another short nod.

"Ah she was. Katie has been working here a shorter time than alot of us but she rose to be one of the best quickly. She sure does have a knack for this kind of thing even away from her powers with Jason."

Looking down again Nate comes across the paper work written up from when Katie was in Austraila. Reading through the reports and papers Nate looks for any little clues at all that might lead to finding Katie. It had only been a day she was gone, but that was a day to long and it felt like time would be running out.

"When Katie was in Austraila, did anything strange happen? I mean with The Agency or anything other or related to when you got into the plant?"

Toilets

Satisfied with Phinox's response, and feeling he had some control again, Jason puts the truck back in gear to continue their route.

At Phinox's complaint about Trooper, Jason just scoffs. "I don't control who he likes and who he doesn't."

He glances in the rearview mirror to see his dog showing his teeth. He wasn't growling much, but it was obvious he wasn't happy. Jason throws a look at Phinox again. "Trooper's an awfully good judge of character," he muses. "Good tracker too. He can pick up the scent of scum a mile away."

Just letting the implication lie, Jason allows Trooper to threaten the passenger for another minute or two, but finally calls an end to it, proving he had ultimate control over the dog. A short two-toned whistle is all it takes. Trooper retreats and lies down in the seat once more.

It doesn't take long before the pickup is approaching the next town. Jason follows scribbled directions to a section of town that wasn't in the best of shape. Old cars and litter proved the income level of these few blocks.

Driving slowly, Jason finally spots the van he was looking for. "There she is." Parking a block away, Jason goes for his phone, dialing quickly. "Scott, you got that dirt I needed?"

"Yeah. John Reiker. He's got an outstanding warrant for multiple DUI instances."

"Perfect." Jason flips his phone shut again. "All else fails, this guy is under arrest for drunk driving charges he's been dodging." He retrieves his gun, checking the ammunition, then holstering it. "We go in, arrest him on those charges. Get him to TJY then interrogate him."


Ryder is quick to get on his feet at Nate's request. "I'd clean toilets if I thought it would help," he quips. "Let me do anything but sit here and fall asleep."

Following Nate to retrieve the files, they wind up at a table, sifting through the information. Ryder finds some of it irrelevant but interesting. "Katie was involved in a lot of cases, ay?"


Carson leans back against the warm bricks on the outside of the building. He'd seen Nate and Laura arrive, but had let them pass without a greeting. As far as he knew, they hadn't seen him from around the corner.

Folding his arms, he takes another puff on his cigarette before leaning his head back and closing his eyes. There were too many things to think about. Too much going on. Things had finally started to smooth out, now everything was hitting him at once. Why was God allowing all of this to happen? He didn't understand and he didn't know how to cope.

Breathing

Looking to Jason once again Phinox just shakes his head. Maybe his words didnt help any, and maybe shutting up would be good. If it had been any other day and any other situation Phinox would of retaileated back but this was all about Jason's girlfriend, someone he loved that was taken away and for a moment Phinox felt his own sting as a feeling of loss came over him but quickly slipped away again as he regained controlle of his own emotions not letting them show.

"Keep driving or we wont get anywhere just sitting here. I'll stay quit for the rest of the ride there."

Looking forward again Phinox blinks just a little and than turns to looks at Trooper once more and than to Jason.

"I know this is your protecter and all but do you mind getting him to stop breathing down my neck?"

Troopers presince made Phinox fell uncomfortable and being so close to the angry dog was nerve racking.

Walking across the TJY floor Nate stops at the cubicle he was told to find Ryder. Looking in on him Nate couldnt help but feel bad that he kept being pushed aside. Not only did he probley feel out of place but now he really probley felt like he didnt belong.

"Hey Ryder, I was wondering if I could get your help?! I am going to look through some of the Agency files Katie has and see if I cant find anything that could help us. I dont know if we will or not but I could cover more ground if I had someone to help me."

Nate trys to give the best smile he could considering the situation. Though his morning had been good, now Nate could feel the weaght and presure of he task once again heavy on his shoulders.

Hoof it

Seeing Rosetta crumble, Mick instantly moves to duck under the ropes and go to her. Hearing the horse's nervousness though, he stops, thinking quickly. The foal gave a nicker from the stall. Mick knew better than to keep the two separated for more than a few minutes at a time before weening - them getting any more nervous right now wouldn't help anything.

Moving quickly, Mick unhooks the mare from the crossties, taking her to the stall to reunite her with her foal once more. Letting her go, he shuts the door again and turns back to Rosetta.

Dropping to a knee in front of her, Mick reaches out and takes her hands, forcing her to look at him. He stares up into her eyes, his own full of worry, but backed with strength. "They're going to find her," he states as if it were a fact. "The best are on it, including Jason."

His fingers tighten around hers. He hated to see her cry. It tore his heart every time, no matter what the cause was. "Don't let the Agency take you down too. It's going to be okay."


Under the influence of meds, Alec has little control over his emotions. As he looks at Misty, his eyes fill with a strange look... perhaps one of longing... maybe disappointment for decisions made... maybe regret... confusion for her compassion... but not resistant to it. It had been a long time since someone had been this gentle with him.

His eyelids start to droop, but his body fights to stay awake. "Two wrongs," he repeats, mumbling almost incoherently. "But..." His eyes fall shut. "All I have... have is... prison..."

Feeling the warm blanket, Alec's head sinks further into his pillow, his body relaxing. It wasn't the meds that calmed him, but Misty's voice.

On the other end of the room, Carson stands up, a little annoyed with what was happening. While he didn't want anyone to die, pampering Alec just didn't seem to set right with him either.

He turns to leave, but a hand on his arm makes him stop. Looking at Rick, he lifts an eyebrow with question.

Rick looks back at him with a sternness wrapped in compassion. "Don't forget who you were once, Carson," he warns gently. "You defeated the bad guy inside of you, but you didn't do it on your own. Others deserve the same chance you had."

Carson's first reaction is to snap back at Rick with a comment as to just why Alec deserved no mercy, but Rick's words were too true. They cut him to the quick, putting him in his place. His shoulders drop. "Yeah... I know," he relents. "I'll be around here somewhere... you guys call me if you need anything." Leaving the infirmary, he heads quietly towards the exit. A few minutes outside for a breather sounded good. But his craving was getting the best of him once again.


Jason slowly shakes his head. He had enough to worry about without this guy not letting him lead his own mission. He was more angry with Reese for partnering him up with Phinox than he was with Phinox himself. But either way, his fuse was too short for words like this today.

"That's it," he mutters.

Yanking the steering wheel to the right, he turns the corner and pulls his truck onto the shoulder of the road, throwing it in part. "Out," he orders. "You gonna buck me, then you walk." He knew that on foot it would take a good hour to get where they were going. That would give him plenty of time to do the job he needed to do. If Phinox headed in that direction, fine. If not, fine. He really didn't care.

Jason's cell phone rings. He glances down to see a TJY number. He knew it was Reese's line. He ignores the call and looks to Phinox again. "This is my mission, Phinox, and whether you like it or not, if you're with me, I'm in charge. Can't hack it, then hoof it. But make up your mind fast whether you're gonna shut up or get out of my way."

Trooper sits up in the back seat with barely enough head room. He leans forward, the hairs on his neck starting to rise.