Sad Day

Just staying quiet Bree felt so strange. For a moment there again it was almost like Gunner was going to kiss her again but like before he had pulled away. There was a strange feeling of disappointment there that Bree didn't quiet understand.

Turning to say something to Gunner Bree it only met by the closing door as Gunner was gone. Just staring at the closed door for a long moment Bree just sits there her mind wondering on many things. This way she felt about Gunner, she didnt totally understand it. He was her friend and she loved being around him and felt so comfortable but at the time time he could make her turn read for reasons she didnt even know. Not to mention they way her stomach fluttered when she saw him, and her heart seemed to feel like it was going to pop.

Finally standing Bree looks around the house once again before leaving. She had felt really comfortable and for her that was strange to feel that the first time ever being somewhere. Maybe it had been Gunner himself who helped her feel that way.

Getting into her car and hearing her phone beep from the seat Bree had forget it in the car last night and now it seemed like she had two missed messages. Hear the first the voice that played was familure and sent Bree's heart into a panic invoking a feeling she didnt like. It had been a long time since she had talked to her mother. If they new her phone number did they know where she was too? Were they getting close to her? Bree didnt like the feeling she had now, Gunner's wormth being replaced with the cold hard chill. Hearing her Uncles voice in the next message Bree was thankful he had called. The sound of his voice calmed her a little and the invitation to come over was even better to keep her mind from playing tricks on her.

Wasting no time, and only take 15 min to get to her Uncles place Bree was parking and making her way up the driveway. Not even bothering to knock on the door Bree just enters being greeted but the delicious smell of food.

"Uncle JT, I hope the offer is still open for food. I am here and I think my stomach is going to eat itself."

Walking through the house and to the kitchen Bree smiles as she see her Uncle and the food on the table. Going over to him and giving him a kiss on the cheek not missing a beat Bree helps with plates, drinks, and forks before finally sitting down to the mail. Though she tried to considerate alot was on her mind and it was hard.

Continuing the kiss with Jason Katie enjoys the long moment. Not wanting it to end to soon Katie knows it has to. There was work to be done no matter how much she wanted to spand all day with Jason.

Yes we can run away. I'd kind of like that actully.

Letting out a sigh knowing really it couldnt work that way Katie stands and smile down at Jason.

I guess we should go though I know Reese wanted to see me too. I am guessing its about Dylan.

Continuing to drive Libby takes a glance at Ty every now and than smileing. Ty seemed like a nice guy and she was happy to have helped him.

"Its nice to meet you Ty."

Coming to a stop light Libby waits to take her left hand turn looking at Ty again studying him for a moment before answering.

"Yeah, I live on a farm at the outskirts of town with my family."

Taking the turn when the light turns Green Libby continues to drive to where Ty had told her to drop him off.

Small talk continued not about anything of great important but just a few things here and there about each other. Something to fill the space and not leave an awkward silence.

Finally getting to fifth street Libby pulls onto the curb she shuts the engine off. Looking once last time to Ty and being able to take a closer look not having to keep her eyes on the road Libby now noticed Ty was pretty handsome.

"Well Ty, once again it was nice meeting you and I hope to see you again. I often hang out down by the video arcade if you ever get bored and find yourself over that way."

Sitting down on the curb next to Kip. Karla wasnt sure why she felt like her continued coversation with Kip for for some reason she did. It was almost as if she new he needed a friend right now and she was there.

"Its ok, I dont mind listing."

Quiet for a moment Karla listins to Kip and trys to make sence of everything he was talking about. Peacing together what should could without really knowing the facts.

"Well we all mess up sometimes. We are human after all and if we were perfect we wouldnt need God. That would be a sad day."

Near-collision

"Yeah... yeah, ok." Gunner tries to regain what composure he can and get his head back on straight. As strange as it was though, he simply didn't want to let go of her hand, or even get up for that matter. He wasn't too thrilled with himself, especially when he caught a look in Bree's eye that mirrored the feeling in the pit of his gut. It was an odd form of disappointment. He gives her fingers a gentle squeeze, his heart still beating wildly under her palm.

Finally, he lowers his hand, along with hers, and stands up. Heat comes to his face all over again, for what reasons, he still wasn't sure. Now that he'd made a fool of himself, he wanted to stay and run away at the same time. What were these terrible conflicting feelings?

Sighing briefly, Gunner grabs his t-shirt and pulls it over his head as he goes back around the couch. He leaves it untucked, going for his denim jacket. It was supposed to be a warmer day today, but he knew it was probably still a bit chilly out. Grumbling as he looks for his keys, he finally finds them and is ready to go, skipping on breakfast.

But when he gets to the door, he pauses, turning back around. He walks partway back to the couch, stops, turns back to the door, makes one more spin about again until he finally decides on the door. "Just... leave the door locked on your way out," he throws over his shoulder. "And... call me about that float... I think I'm gonna need it later."

And with that... he was gone. Heading down the single flight of stairs, he gets to his car and starts for work. On his way though, his mind was anywhere but the road. "Dang it," is mumbled under his breath. What was he doing? One wrong step and he could ruin the friendship he'd formed with Bree. Again, he thinks about all the friends he had... all of them could be collected at TJY. But he'd never really gotten close to them. He was closest to Con, but even then, apart from recent events, the only interaction they had was at work. Oh, sometimes lunches were eaten together out or at the office... but all these years, Gunner had been so involved in his own mission... he'd hardly noticed any real friendships that he might have been within his reach. And now he had Bree. If anyone would ask who his best friend was, she would be the first one to come to mind. Would these... strange new feelings... interfere with that?

Gunner's foot slams on the brakes, his heart feeling as though it would go right through his chest. The pickup truck crosses the intersection, feet in front of his car, its horn blaring. It was Gunner's fault. The intersection that he stopped at every day had gone unnoticed, along with the stop sign.

Getting his mind back where it should be, he continues to work with a good reminder to keep his eyes on the road.


"Yo, Bree!" JT had gotten her voicemail, calling her as he stirred breakfast on the stove. "I made too much food... again. I don't know if you're working later today or not - you might even be at work now and I could be talking to the inside of your purse. But, I figured if you were up and had time for a bite, there's plenty. Otherwise you know me - it'll go to waste. One of these days, I'll figure out how to prepare the right portions." He laughs. "You don't need to call me back - just come over or ignore me. Talk to ya later."


Returning Katie's kiss, Jason pulls her onto his lap, his eyes closing as he runs his fingers through her hair.

Mmmm, I'm glad you're back. Talking to you every day just isn't enough.

Cocking his head the other way, he lets his emotions run freely to her, through their connection and through his kiss.

Reese is waiting for me... but I don't wanna go. Can we run away, now that you're back?


"Uh... just take me straight down to fifth street. I gotta go over a couple blocks from there, but I can walk that alright." Ty sighs, feeling a bit miserable from the entire morning's ventures.

Giving Libby a sidelong glance, he can't help but notice her fine features and the way a stray strand of hair played about her cheek.

"Nice to meet you, Libby. I'm Tyler... though I go by Ty - easier to say one syllable I guess. Do you live around here?"


Kip turns his head to look at the young woman, surprised she was still there and more surprised yet by her wanting to help. "Yeah, I'm okay."

Another bead of sweat trickles down his face and he shakes his head. "No, that was a lie. But a kind word and a swig of water are far from what I need to be okay." He gives a dry laugh and glance down the deserted street. It was quiet this early morning.

"I'm surrounded every day by people who care, but I continue to screw up anyway, playing with fire and dancing evil game with a father who would like me to make him rich or die."

Rolling his eyes at himself, Kip didn't know why he'd just said that to a total stranger. It had just come out without him thinking. "Sorry," he apologizes, offering another short laugh. "Not my day."