Do you believe

Continuing to listen to Scott Hope's eyes hold a differnt look in them. Not many would notice but not many could tell but if you looked closes enough you could see she wasnt trying to listen to Scott's words and break them down, she was just listing and trying to understand like any friend would.

"It's probley got to be hard not knowing where that stuff if coming from or even knowing what it means. I think your pretty stong Scott just being able to deal with it. Yes it might be hard but man oh man I do believe I would of broke down by now in some courner and just rocked myself back and forth."

Giving a soft smile Hope finishs off her coffee and pushes her cup away a little leaning her arms on the table. She liked this, sitting with Scott and talking casualy even if he was still pouring everything out to her it just felt differnt and she liked it, not to mention though his wearyness there was a small light that flickered in his eyes and it seemed to light them up showing there trust color and oh how handsome they were.

Almost shocked by her own thought Hope chases them away quickly returning to her friendship fram of mind. Continuing to just listen to Scott and her her imput here and there to show she was listing. Though now and than Hope couldnt help but catch herself getting lost in Scott's eyes. She saw past everything, and saw the deeper side to Scott.

Standing Misty shakes her head. She felt a little sorry for Alec. He new the outside world, but had he really even know love, and kindness. To the Agency being kind of letting you see morning, what about true kind need.

"Jail or no jail we all have to pay for our crimes one way or another. I have, your brother has, most every one here has had a past. Life is so much greater than death because sometimes we get that second chanse to change how people see us. You never know who's life your going to change just by being there."

Walking back to her desk Misty sits down and picks up a few paper. Though it looked like she was reading them her mind drifted for a moment.

Before Carson her life had been so dull and hidding who he really wass ad the spunk she had inside had been so hard. She liked her life, but it wasnt everything she wanted. But coming to TJY and meeting Carson even when he was the bad guy Misty saw the good in him and she showed her how to be the little spitfire she wanted to be. It wasnt luck, and it wasnt chanse, it was planed but a greater power. The one Carson had come to know, and Misty herself new about and so many others followed. Yes that had been planed from God and you never new what he had in store next.

Giving a nod Phinox stands thinking things over in his head. Runing a hand through his hair.

"Yeah let me get on that report and if I can get it done by time you go I will come."

Walking to the door his heart punded. He wasnt quiet sure how he would get out of this one or even if it was ok to keep it up but he had to think of something.

Stoping at the door Phinox turns back to Reese his hand on the door. His voice seemed sad but was still strong.

"Reese, do you believe people get a second chanse to do something right after everything they have done that was bad but only to save themself?"

Scared

Scott's eyes are downcast as Hope speaks, but it doesn't mean he's not listening. The tone of her voice was quiet and soothing. For a moment, Scott wishes he had that big window to stand at and look out, feeling the cool glass beneath his fingertips. In a strange way, that spot had become a form of comfort. But they weren't in Hope's office. They were here, now, smack dab in the middle of a reality that didn't feel good.

Her suggestion that there might be something that could help the case made Scott's stomach turn. If there was something that could help, and he was denying that, it made him a very selfish person. Was there something he knew that could help?

Hope's final statement brings Scott's gaze back up again. He looked into her eyes, searching to see if that really was the truth. And it was. Why did she enjoy his company? Had they really gone beyond the doctor/patient relationship and formed a friendship? She kept saying they were friends, but maybe Scott hadn't really believed it until now. But right now, in this sliver of a moment, he could see it. She really did mean it.

Dropping his gaze, a grin quirks just the corner of his mouth. He wanted to say that he liked Hope's company too, but for now, he bit his tongue. If he let the words come, they'd sound more like a flirt than intended... or would it be intentional?

Scott quickly concentrates on his coffee again. Where these thoughts had come from, he didn't know. He didn't know which was better - embarrassing himself, or fighting bad memories. Either way, it looked like he wasn't going to get much relief tonight. But... maybe this meeting really wasn't about relief.

Finally, he looks back up again. "I don't remember," he responds. "Everything I remember, I've already told you and TJY. I don't know where these..." He fishes for the right description - nothing seemed to fit right for what he'd been experiencing. "...these pictures... images come from. The faces I see... I've never seen them before. But... but they scare me."

He swallows hard. It was the truth. "But I don't know why they do, an that's what's frustrating. It's like every time I start to see those things, I just shut down completely."

He sighs and rubs his blind eye that was starting to hurt. "If there is something there to help Katie... it feels like it's locked away deep enough that I wouldn't be able to pull it out in time anyway." He knew that he was consciously fighting whatever this thing was, but he didn't know how not to.


Alec sets his jaw stubbornly and looks up at the ceiling. "Thinking is what got me in trouble in the first place. Besides, if I get myself killed, I'm better off. Here, as soon as that guy of yourse, Reese, gets all the information sqeezed out of me that he wants, it's off to prison. There's really not much to look forward to in that. Carson should have finished off the job. If anybody knows how, it's him."


Reese shrugs at Phinox. "I was thinking of going in about half an hour or so. Brown usually works late, but I don't want to get down there and have him already left for the night."


Jason sits in his chair, his arms folded on his desk, his face buried. He wasn't working. There wasn't anything to work on. He'd learned of their failure with Reiker. It had been his idea to go after him, and it had been a day's worth of a wild goose chase. It was his fault they were now behind, having to backtrack and start over again. Katie was one day further away from them.

He felt empty. Tired and empty. A portion of him felt a relief, not being so full of emotions constantly. On that level, he felt like a normal person again, just like he'd wanted for quite a while. But right now, he didn't care if he was empty or bursting with emotions - he just wanted Katie back. His lifeline and hero or not, he just wanted to see her safe again. Their connection or not, he just wanted to bring her back.

Katie, where are you? His question was only formed by simple words in his mind. The emotional charge to communicate was drained by the antidote.