Time

Though most would want to agree with Wes, it was obvious that storming the Agency wasn’t the best of plans.

Jeff catches Rosetta’s eye, sorry he’d suggested splitting up again. He hadn’t really wanted that to be an option, he’d just been trying to figure everything out.

It’s agreed that trying to find both the location of Dr. Medridge and Sam would be a good starting place to begin research again, while continuing to try and find the location of the last chip.

Con fills Katie in later when she calls, giving her a detailed report to give to Reese. He wants to elaborate on Jason’s change in demeanor but resists, not wanting to open up that can of worms. Instead, he makes small talk about working at TJY before ending the call.


Wyatt seems to have disappeared for the day, someone mentioning he got called out of the office, but early afternoon, an email pops up for Katie.
“Thanks for breakfast. It was scrumptious. - Wy”

Time…

Over the next couple weeks, Wyatt continues to give Katie and Laura rides to and from work as her car waits to get fixed, then winds up in the shop for longer than planned. No one minds though, all three winding up doing more together and enjoying the time to develop friendships.


Plunging ahead with new purpose, work on the case from the ranch takes on a fresh perspective, giving everyone new motivation. But as time drags on and little is found, the pace slows back to the depressing state of wondering if they’ll ever find what they need. The weather warms, creating a conflict of enthusiasm for spring mixed with a depression resulting from the realization that danger still lurks with no warning and no answers.

…Passes

“So then I said I would go.” Jade giggles as she controls the swaying of the porch swing with her foot as she leans against Jason, his arms resting around her.

Jason grins at her high school story, and allows a long pause, the warm breeze seeming to lull them into a melancholy state.

Jade senses his quietness and questions it. “Penny for your thoughts.”

Jason rests his chin on her head. “Just thinking is all…it’s been a month since we’ve dug up anything substantial on this stupid case…the Agency, or Dr. Medridge at least, has gone back into hiding… it all just feels like a weird dream.”

“Yeah…” Jade sighs. “I was talking to Dad about it yesterday…he seemed a bit down over it. Come to think of it though, he’s seemed a bit off for quiet a while. I can’t put my finger on it though.”

Jason quirks an eyebrow. “I heard Sparky say something to Wes last week about him knowing that Mick’s been having nightmares something awful.”

“Really? I didn’t know that.”

“That’s all I heard though, so I’m not sure if that was everything or not.”

Another pause is allowed to reign for several minutes until Jade speaks up again. “How’s your knee after you twisted it yesterday?”

“Better.” Jason grimaces, remembering his sparring session with Con the day before. He’d held himself to a rigorous morning routine for weeks now, though yesterday was his first attempt at getting back into some hand to hand combat. He still depended on a cane to get around, but he’d set aside his crutches two weeks prior after receiving a positive report from JT. “Con felt terrible.”

Jade giggles. “Well you were fighting.”

“He said he shouldn’t have hooked my leg like he did.” Jason rolls his eyes. “He’ll get over it.”

“I’m sure.” Jade straightens up and sighs with content. “We still gonna go on that picnic you keep promising me?”

“Of course.” Jason pulls her back close to give her a bear hug and kiss on the head. “I always keep my promises.”

“Good. Tomorrow then.”



Clint sings at the top of his lungs to a song playing on the radio as he lies on his back under a car. Reaching for another tool, he realizes how much he’s learned since he started helping Wes… and his debt was almost paid off now too. He was going to have to ask Wes if he wanted help to continue, even if the original reason was taken care of.



Mick ties Beauty in the barn aisle, giving her a good brushing after the quick workout he’d given her. With the weather getting warmer, he knew Rosetta would probably saddle her up one of these days, and he wanted the young mare to be ready. Pausing, Mick leans on Beauty’s back for a moment, his mind wandering to last night’s nightmare all over again. Would the bad dreams ever stop? They were still haunting him…some worse than others, but all leaving him with a terror that clung to him throughout the day.



The afternoon at TJY seems slow with several people gone on vacation, and as a slowdown in cases comes. Reese keeps Katie busy with secretarial work though, impressed with her efficiency and adding a few more responsibilities to her plate, along with toying with several ideas for her to help with a few certain cases.

Wyatt leans back in his chair, his feet propped up on the break room table and he throws another dart, landing it near the bull’s-eye in the target on the far wall. Another throw lands his next dart dead center. “Ha!” He glances over to Katie. “I’d say ‘beat that’ but I’m afraid you will like you did last week.” He grimaces. “Scott still hasn’t let me forget that.” A grin escapes as he doesn’t really mind at all…he’d been having too much fun getting to know Katie to let anything bother him at this point. He pauses, his eyes twinkling. “I keep having to fight my jeep in the mornings not to drive by Laura’s, now that her car is fixed. I’ve considered tampering with her engine just so I could keep picking you guys up in the mornings.” He throws Katie a wink. “Guess Trooper and I will just have to take a few extra walks.”

Fight

*Rosetta looks at Jeff, her eyes grow small tears.* " Even if it was cuz we were split up, I dont want to go down the road again. Not now. I wont be for that plan."


*Wes stands again pacing.* "Cant we get TJY involved more? Find out where this DR is or Agency is located and storm in guns blazing and...." *Wes slumps back down in his chair scanning the room.* "Ya I know, not likely."

*Angel sighs.* "We have been through to much to give up again." *She shakes her head* " Its not fair to iceolate outself from the people we love. I say we start fighting back. If Sam was at the McClain's she would of had to give them a home address right? I wonder if we called if Allen would give it to us. I know it could be a bogus one, but it might not of been. We might be able to go and check it out get some clues or something."

~*~At TJY~*~

*As Katie makes her way to the desk she starts to work on the papers Reese has layed out for her. Hours pass and finally the pile is almost empty. Looking down at her watch Katie sees its almost noon. Trying to decied if she wants to call Con now or wait till after lunch Katie picks up the phone and dials Con's number.*

Discussion

Clint stumbles forward just a little as Wendy comes up behind him, but instead of straightening, he bends over, pulling Wendy up onto his back and swinging her around, piggy-back fashion. He sprints into a jog to the mess hall, giving her a bouncy ride until he hits the porch, swiveling around to deposit her on the step. In one swift motion he turns to leap onto the porch and open the door, bowing low to usher her inside. He's breathing heavily, his face red, but he's grinning from ear to ear.

After everyone is settled down, Jason shares and the questions fly, Jason shakes his head. "Rosetta, I don't know." He glances at his grandfather, but Austin doesn't offer anything. "Who would we try to prove anything to, even if we could? The authorities would laugh us out of town before even investigating it themselves. It's been tried. Not to mention we've encountered law enforcement that's been in with the Agency, so who do we trust?" He holds up the papers. "These here are just printouts of of files I shouldn't even have seen. If I would show these to anyone, I could probably go to jail for hacking."

Mick speaks up. "As far as I can tell, the Agency chose us, simply because of our parents. Apparently they agreed with whatever the Agency was doing. That's what we discovered up to this point at any rate. I'm not convinced it has anything to do with us, per say, but rather we just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time."

Jason nods. "That's what we've landed on so far." He turns to Wes with seriousness. "If you have a game plan in mind, do share. But don't think we've come up with nothing. This in itself clears up a lot of questions. You've been lab rats - anyone who gets involved has been, and anyone who gets involved hereafter is included in the batch. I'm in danger, Austin's in danger, and even Con." He shakes his head again. "It won't end until one of two things happen - we take down the Agency or die trying."

Con studies his younger friend, intrigued by Jason's sudden take-charge attitude. What had happened overnight to change his outlook?

"Or give up," Jeff states lamely. "Do you think the torment would stop if we split up again?"

Jason isn't sure he knows enough to answer, but he does anyway. "We thought you all were left alone because you were split up - but it could very well be simply because Medridge was behind bars for a while..."

"So we still don't know what to do." Mick scoffs in disgust. "It's like getting pieces to a puzzle, but putting them together doesn't form a picture."


Once at TJY, the threesome splits up, Wyatt heading to his desk with his breakfast, and Laura to hers. On Katie's desk is a bunch of papers and notes from Reese with new tasks for the day, including a reminder to call Con.

New Calabration

*Rosetta smiles at Mick and rolls off the coutch trying to get motavated.* "It's 7am." *Finally geting enough motavation Rosetta gets up and wakes BJ up ready to start the day.*

*Angel smiles as Luke comes up behind her. She rests her head on his and laughs.* " ya go figure I do know how to cool little."

*As Wendy lays on her bed she hears a loud bank on her window. Jumps straght up in the air finally she heads Clint's voice.* "Why that little." * Jumping out of bed Wendy runs out the door and jumps off the porch running up behind Clint trowing her arm around him.* "Are you TRYING to give me a heart attack?!?"

~*~In Wyatt's Car~*~

*Katie laughs at Wyatt.* " You better watch it she will kick your butt. I bet she could goo." *Katie gives Wyatt a silly grin. The rest of the way to TJY is pritty quiet*

~*~Back at the Ranch~*~

*Rosetta listens intently to what Jason has to say her eyes going big for a moment.* "So all of this, everything we have been through has been the doing of Dr. Medridge. Wow....so how do we even stop this? We dont have any proof but those papers you have."

*Angel sits up straghter in she chair.* "Why did the Agency pick us for the implants though? Was it just randome or do we all have a certin trate or what."

*Wes speaks up* "So whats our game plane now? I just want to get this done and over with so we can move on with our lifes and be happy. I am tired of draging this out. Doing research and coming up with nothing."

*Wendy sits quietly with Clint. Even once in a while glancing over at BJ. He was watching Jason so intently like he new what was going on. But that was impossable he was only 6.*

Clues

Sparky grabs a cup of coffee and wanders the mess hall, trying to focus his mind for the day. He meanders to the living room, taking a glance after realizing this morning that Mick hadn't been in bed all night. Seeing his brother and Rosetta on the couch, he lingers, leaning in the doorway, just watching them for a moment. Maybe a little bit of peace could be found amongst the turmoil.

"They look happy, don't they."

Sparky turns quickly at Mel's whisper, not having heard her behind him. "Yeah..."

A small smile creases Mel's lips as she sees Mick. "I'm glad he came back here...I was afraid at one point that he'd gone too far down to turn around."

Sparky takes a sip of his coffee and nods. "Me too."

Mel gives him a sidelong glance. "Ever wish you could find that happy spot like him?"

"You mean that he's found with Rosetta?"

"Yeah."

Sparky shrugs, still keeping his voice low so as not to wake anyone. "Not sure I was meant to...I suppose a part of me gave up on that a few years back."

Mel eyes him for a moment then turns to go, but not before laying a hand on his shoulder. "There's always tomorrow."

Sparky lifts an eyebrow as he watches her leave, his mind suddenly a thousand miles away from where it was.


As the scent of coffee drifts into the adjoining room, Mick opens one eye groggily, then the other, slowly coming out of a fog. As his surroundings come into focus, he realizes that Rosetta's face is inches from his, a smile prompting his own grin. He draws her a little closer to plant a kiss on her forehead. "One of these days I'll grow up enough to go to my own bed at night." He rolls his eyes then reaches his arms over his head to stretch as he yawns. Recalling the evening before, he knows he owes Rosetta a thanks, though understands that she wouldn't have stayed had she not wanted to. He lets is own look into her eyes convey his gratefulness. "What time is it anyway?"


Luke slips into the kitchen, a smile on his face as he creeps up behind Angel to grab her around the waist and lean down to give her cheek a kiss, his hair still wet from his shower. He rests his chin on her shoulder for a moment, looking at what she's cooking. "Mm-mmm. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you knew what you were doing."


Cindy leans over her stationery on the mess hall table, concentrating on the letters she's writing.


Clint trudges groggily to the mess hall, his hair still askew, having had only one thing on his mind since rolling out of bed: coffee. Passing Wendy's bunk, he reaches up to bang his palm on the window pane, letting out a holler. "Rise and shine!" He continues his saunter to the mess hall yawning big.



Laura follows Katie out the door, locking it behind her. Catching up as they get to the jeep, she slips in the backseat again.

Wyatt raises his eyebrows as Katie hands him the container of food. "What have we here?" He cracks the lid to look inside, a grin spreading across his face. "Now that's what I'd call a right good wakeup call." He smacks his lips, setting the container down on the floor by his seat. "I have a date with that as soon as I get sat down at my desk." He throws Katie a look that conveys he's pleasantly surprised by the breakfast. "Thank you."

As they pull away from the curb, Laura chuckles. "Now if I would have given you something, you would have asked me what favor I wanted."

Wyatt laughs, keeping his eyes on the road. "That's because I know you. This damsel on the other hand...." He gives Katie a sly sidelong glance. "I'm still figuring out. But between you and me, I think she's driven by purer motives than you."

Laura grimaces good-naturedly and whacks the back of the driver's seat. "Thanks a lot."

Wyatt just grins and steers his jeep into traffic.



Most everyone is already seated and eating breakfast by the time Jason enters the mess hall, met by Jade, who helps him with the door. "Hey there handsome." She smiles. "I was just ready to come see if you were joining us this morning."

Jason returns the smile, his eyes and mind clearer than the day before. "I am, but I appreciate knowing you'd find me if I died or something."

The mischief in his eye makes Jade laugh. "Come on. I saved a seat for you."

"Nope." Jason shakes his head. "I got something to share first." He holds up his papers. "This is gonna be of interest to everyone." He makes his way to the end of the room, tossing the papers onto the end of one of the tables. Glancing around, he clears his throat, trying to gain everyone's attention. "Hey, y'all... I got something I want to share with you... last night I found some interesting facts..." He glances at Austin and Con. "I haven't even told you two about it yet."

Austin and Con exchanges glances that convey both surprise at Jason's discovery and surprise that he's that confident this morning - something has changed.

Jason leans on his crutches, glancing down at his printouts. I ran across a name the other day that I finally remembered I'd seen while perusing some Agency files once. After some double checking, and comparing records, I wound up hacking into a system, getting in pretty much by luck. But once there I found some records of a department of the Agency, in which was a partial personnel file, including these." He points to his papers. "This is a file on a Dr. Kent Medridge. He's basically a psychopath. Apparently he's got quite the status at the Agency, having been with them since way back when. We can go over details later, but the bottom line is that y'all have always wondered why you were tortured in a sense, never left alone, even when you weren't trying to go up against the Agency."

Sparky and the others listen intently, confused, but wanting to know more. Jason goes on. "Really, it all boils down to lab rats. That's how you're viewed by Medridge. After the Agency sucked in your families, you received implants and the works, Medridge started his own program of evaluating human behavior under stress. He was allowed to use your families as a testing ground, basically." Jason shrugs. "It's hard to believe, but from what I've gained from these records is that he's been the one behind all the random attacks, kidnappings, you name it. The Agency itself would have been satisfied to leave everyone alone after the implants were in place, but they allowed Medridge to play. There's records on all of you that I couldn't get access to - I'm sure they list reactions, behaviors and results from stressful situations."
He scans the room grimly. "So you've got a double whammy here. Not only does the Agency want you because of the implants, but Medridge is going after you too. He's the type to put an ant under a magnifying glass just to see how long it takes to kill the thing as it burns. It's my theory that the Agency's only motives are the computer chips, and for all we know, they don't realize yet that we're on to them in that area. But Medridge basically has free rein, so he can torture while the Agency can still keep an eye on where everyone is."

Sparky shakes his head in disbelief. "What kind of a sick person would do that?"

"Medridge," Jason states flatly. "He needs to be locked up in a padded room somewhere."

"So what about the last eighteen years?"

"He was locked up," Jason explains, shifting to another printout. "He got in trouble for a wrong diagnosis on a patient a while back, blew the whole thing out of proportion and wound up behind bars. It just happened that he got out about the same time Mick started digging around and the case blew open again."

A new day

*As the sun peaks over the harizon Rosetta slowly opens her eyes feeling an arm around her. As she eyes open Micks sleeping face looks back at her a smile cross her face. This was a perfect moment. Rosetta dosent move just a bit longer. Mick had, had a rough night and she dident want to disturb him.*

*As the birds chirp and the sun it fully up, Wes makes his way to the mess hall looking for Cindy.*

*Angel is busy in the kitchen whiping up some breakfest. Today was going to be a good day.*

*Wendy streaches and lays in her bed for a long moment not wanting to get up yet. It was strange but for some reson a strang feeling knocked on the door.*

~*~Laura's place~*~

*Katie smiles at Laura.* "Ya I know. But I like cooking the little I can." *As Katie finishs up doing the dishes she hears Wyatt hon. Grabing her jacket and puting her sunglass she starts for the door. Remember what she made for Wyatt. Going back into the kitchen she grabs the container. After geting into Wyatt's car she smiles at him.* "Good Morning. I though you might be alittle hungry." *Katie hands the container to Wyatt.*

Through the night

Cindy returns Wes’ hug just a little awkwardly, but forces herself not to resist. Fear will not ruin this evening…not this time. “Thanks, Wes…I had a good time too…” Her eyes linger on his for just a moment before she turns to go in her bunk. “Good night.”


Mick is quiet for a long while, trying to shake off the bad dream, but it sticks with him as if clutching his mind with sharp talons. He’s finally calmed down though, his exhaustion starting to take back over. Without saying anything, he leans over to position himself on his side, and pulls Rosetta down next to him, wrapping an arm around her, just wanting to know she’s safe, her presence reminding him that it had only been a dream. Before he knows it, he’s asleep again, not waking until the morning.


Jason’s alarm goes off and his eyes fly open. He quickly shuts it off, then rubs his face wearily, yawning and stretching. Rolling out of bed, he sees it’s still dark out. Probably no one else is up yet.
He dresses and grabs his crutches, throwing on a jacket and making his way to the mess hall. He enters quietly and goes to the kitchen, not bothering to turn on any lights, but retrieves and downs a glass of orange juice. Satisfied for now, he heads back outside. He was done moping… it was time to kick into high gear.
He goes back to his bunk where he promptly begins an exercise routine, first for his knee, then the rest of his body. Wincing, he grits his teeth against the pain that shoots down his leg. It had to go ignored – he would not let it get the best of him. Sweat trickles down the side of his face as his muscles strain against the pushups. He wanted to run, but if forced not to because of his knee, he would work all the harder on other things.
As the sun begins to peek over the horizon, Jason ceases his workout, and showers. Dressed once again, he takes a long look at himself in the mirror. Moving on was never easy. But moving ahead was a necessity.
Grabbing his crutches again, he heads back to the mess hall, several computer printouts in hand.


Laura comes into the kitchen and raises her eyebrows. “Wow, two mornings in a row,” she teases. “I hope you know it’s not a requirement of you staying here.” She grabs some juice from the fridge, still running a hand through her hair to get it to dry from her shower. “Did Wyatt say what time he’d be here?”
A honk outside answers her.
“Oh, drat, he’s earlier than I thought!” She throws Katie a look of apology. “Sorry. Guess we’re in a bit of a rush.”

For no one

*As Wes pulls into the Ranch and parks the car she sits for a long moment. Than geting out of the car he walks over to Cindy's door and opens it offering his hand to her her out. Finally they get to her bunk. Wes pulls Cindy close and gives her a hug.* " If only this night would never end. I had a fantastic time, thank you." *Wes gives Cindy a kiss on the forhead.*

*Rosetta continues to rub Mick's back.* "Hey, Hey....I'm not going anywhere." *Rosetta wraps her arms around Mick.* "Sure I will..." *Rosetta runs her hands though Mick's hair and she hums softly* "...I'll stay as long as you need me."

*Day turns to night and night turns once more. Life stoodstill for the night and now, it was starting to spring to life again with the rising of the sun. Everyone from the ranch starts to make there way to the mess hall. Far off Katie wakes and once again makes breakfest. This time puting a bit aside marking Wyatt's name on the top. The day starts time stands still for no one!*

Stay?

Luke watches Angel leave, keeping an eye on her until she disappears into her quarters. He heaves a contented sigh and sits back in the swing, lingering for a long while. Finally getting up the gumption to go to bed, he takes a moment to stand, and slowly heads to his bunk, taking his time as his legs resist the movement. Making it to bed, he falls to sleep quickly, so worried about the future, but so happy as well.

Jason sits straight up in bed. Like a lightbulb had gone on, he remembered where he'd seen that name. Throwing off his covers, he ignores the protest of his knee and goes to his desk, flipping open his laptop. He had to make sure, while it was fresh in his mind. Theories and calculations start coming to him like a barrage of bullets. Was this another puzzle piece found?


Cindy giggles and stares at the menu herself, finally settling on a simple cone with chocolate ice cream. She takes her time eating, sitting with Wes at a small table before they head back to the ranch. She’s quiet on the ride, tired, but allowing herself the happiness of the moment. As they pull back into the ranch, she sits awkwardly for a minute, unsure how to bring the evening with Wes to a close.


Mick closes his eyes again for a moment, letting Rosetta’s touch calm him and bring him back to reality. He looks in her eyes, his face wrought with a new kind of tension. “I thought I lost you,” he whispers. Had it really been a simple dream? Did it mean nothing, that he should just forget about? It seemed to have engraved itself too deeply to ever erase those images…that voice…
He reaches out to cradle Rosetta’s face with a hand, the inner torment coursing through his gaze.
He lies toward the back of the couch, and his voice is tight, almost timid as his tone is low. “Stay with me?”

I'm here

*Katie opens she eyes slowly still half asleep. Feel a cold wet toung on her nose she relizing its the cat.* "Well hey there Henry." *Reaching out from under the covers Katie pets Henry.* " Have you comes to keep me company sweety." *After peting him a while longer Katie rests her hand next to her face and drifts off to sleep again.*

~*~Back at the Ranch~*~

*Angel stairs at the ring for a long moment her eyes filling with tears. Tears of joy. Finally Angel looks up deep into Luke's eyes. Throwsing her arms around him.* "Its so pretty I love it. Thank you Luke. I am the luckyest girl around. After a little while longer or siting and chating, watching the night sky Angel yawns.* "Well I better get going to bed. I'm no use to anyone tired." *Angel smiles and give Luke a kiss goodnight.* "I'll see you in the morning Luke. GoodNight." *Angel turns and starts to walk to her bunk a new stride in her step. She felt young again.*

*Wes smiles at Cindy and starts up the truck.* "Ice cream it is my lady. And away we go in your charriet." *Wes cant help but laugh as he pulls out of the parking lot making his way to the ice cream shop. With in minutes they are there and Wes is studing the wall for what he wants.* "Maybe a banannasplit sounds good."

*As Rosetta hears Mick call out in his sleep. Puting her book down she walks over to the coutch as he shoots up. Placing a hand on his sounder she eases dowon on the floor next to him.* "Hey, It was just a dream I'm here. Want to talk about it?" *Rosetta smiles up at Mick as she gently rubs his back.*

Nightmare

Laura bids Katie goodnight, and after finishing her movie, she does some cleaning, then heads to bed herself.

Henry wanders down the hall, getting used to a second person in the apartment, and he nudges Katie's door open. After looking around the room, he hops up on her bed near her face and starts to purr.


Jason lies awake in bed, his eyes aimed toward the ceiling, but focusing on nothing. His mind has been in turmoil all day as guilt has crept into his conscience. He had been a jerk. He had messed up royally. Despite his agreement with why he had done some of the things he had, he had handled the situations poorly, resulting in him losing his friend...his best friend. But he couldn't keep dwelling on it. He had to pick himself up and move on, no matter what it took. Whether he liked it or not, he was here to do a job. He was here to help others, not himself. He was learning an awful lot about himself in the process, but in the end, he was here to protect innocent people and to help bring down a criminal racket. He'd done some things right, and he'd made some mistakes. But if he continued to dwell on them, he would be defeating his purpose...he'd be defeating himself. Just like JT had said...he needed to start fighting for himself and begin the forward momentum he needed to pull himself back up out of the rut he'd gotten himself stuck in. He was sorry about Katie...and he could admit now that he missed her. He missed talking with her...sharing with her... he missed knowing that he didn't need to tell her all - she instinctively knew it already. And knowing that she'd sent him that email...she'd opened the door back up... but Jason knew that right now, it would be best to simply leave that door alone. Maybe she was ready to patch things up, but if he reinserted himself into her life again right now, it might just make things harder for her...harder for them both...maybe they simply needed to let things go. It wasn't an easy call, but perhaps it's what should have happened, despite the rough way in which it did. They had been good friends...and it was better to have experienced that, than not having had it at all. Perhaps when Jason was ready, that door would still be open. But he had to learn how to move on first.
Jason rolls over, pulling his blanket up further to his shoulder. No...it was no longer about him...it was about the people around him. He had been selfish...no matter how right he had felt, or how much he could justify his actions, they had been born of selfishness and pride. Even his sudden trip to TJY...no matter if Carter had been testing him or not, after receiving the privilege of being allowed back on the team, he should have realized what he knew now. It wasn't about his rank, his position, or what his job was. It was about serving and doing his utmost best to fulfill his role. It was about them.


Luke wraps his arm around Angel and just holds her for several minutes, almost afraid to speak lest he break the moment in which he feels so much joy and peace. Finally though, he shifts his weight, reaching into his pocket. "Well...if that's really he way you feel..." He pauses. "I don't know what I did to be blessed with someone like you... You deserve a whole lot more than I could ever give...but maybe this will help." He takes her hand in his and gently slips a ring onto her finger, the dainty diamond twinkling delicately in the moonlight.


Cindy can't help giggling as Wes picks her up. Her cheeks grow red, but as she wraps her arm around Wes' neck to hang on, she ignores the funny stares from other people, not caring a bit what they think. Once back in the truck, she shrugs, still grinning. "I don't need anything...unless that late night ice cream place is yelling as loudly at you as it is to me."


Mick is so exhausted that he doesn't even wake as Rosetta situates him on the couch. Instead he rolls over on his side, burrowing further into the cushions.

Despite his body's tiredness though, his mind is racing with random thoughts, creating scenes and evoking buried emotions brought out through dreams. What starts out as a generic setting quickly becomes a nightmare of war. Mick is surrounded by his family and friends, but they're not at the ranch. They're somewhere dark and cold. They're fighting...fighting against an unseen enemy that blindsides them at every turn. Gunfire echoes through the alleyway, and people run down the street. He hears a scream for help, but cannot lift his feet to move towards the sound. Suddenly he's looking down on the scene as if it's a movie playing before him. Mick can see the faces...he feels the pain...the torment...the terror. The pain tears his heart in two as he sees his family hurting, but is unable to help. In an instant of horror, his brothers are gunned down. He can hear another scream and knows it's Rosetta.

Mick cries out in desperation to the only one he can imagine stopping this battle. "God, help us, please! Stop this suffering!" But instead of the hoped-for peace, a voice whispers back in his ear, hissing with condemnation. "He doesn't know you, Mick...when have you given Him anything but pleas for help? When have you done anything for Him? When have you taken the time to get to know Him?" A mocking laugh cackles. "You do not claim Him as your God, yet you expect him to claim you as His child? You never accepted His Son as your Savior, yet you expect a bridge to Him? You expect peace? You expect to escape eternal punishment? You fool."

Suddenly an image of Sparky's face flashes in front of Mick, his eyes full of sorrow - the same sorrow that had shown through as he'd begged for his brother's attention while expressing his concern and his own experiences through Christ. It was a look begging Mick to believe...begging him to accept the Truth. Yet it had been denied.

In an instant, the world goes black, enveloped in an impenetrable fog. There is nothing - only a pressing feeling of despair so deep that it chokes the very life out of anyone who enters.
Mick feels as if he's been pushed off a cliff, falling towards his death, alone with no one to catch him.

Mick's whole body tenses, jolting him from his nightmare. A cold sweat pours down the back of his neck, and his pulse is racing. He blinks in the dimness of the room, trying to decipher his surroundings and talk himself down from the horrid images he'd just experienced. He rubs a hand over his face, unable to shake the lingering feelings his nightmare had pressed into his soul. "Dang, Sparky," he mumbles. "What did you do to me?"

All Tucked In

*Angel smiles at Luke. Love passing through her eyes.* " Luke, you and Wendy are my joy. I want you apart of my life, no matter what. I will be more than happy to take care of you. All you need to do is ask. I wont think any less of you and I wont stop loving you." *Angel brings her hand to Luke's face. Looking him in the eyes she whispers.* "I love you Luke, and I wont ever turn away from you. Nor will you even be a burdin to me so dont think that. I love you the way you are." *Angel leans in and gives Luke a kiss.*



*Wes lets out a laugh. After everyone is out of the theater Wes puts his one hand under Cindy's legs and the other around her back to saport her. Lifting her right out of the chair.* "That just means I will have to carry you." *Wes smiles and carrys Cindy out of the theater. Once they are outside Wes puts Cindy down. Wes takes Cindy's hand as they walk back to the truck. After geting in Wes turns to Cindy.* "Do you need anything before we head back to the ranch?"

*As the movie draws to an end Rosetta looks down at BJ and Mick both fast asleep. She hated having to wake them. Gently Rosetta slips Mick off her shoulder and lays him down the other way. Next she lifts BJ in her arms as he puts his arms about her neck. Walking him into his bed room she grabs a fresh pare of PJ's from the dresser and puts them on him. Pulling back the blankets she slips him underneath and tucks him in. Giving him a gentil kiss on the forhead. Exiting the room Rosetta grabs one of the extra blanket closing the door behind her. Taking the blanket back over to Mick she swings his legs onto the coutch taking his books off and laying them by the table. Rosetta pulls the blanket over top of Mick. Bending down she gives him a kiss.* "GoodNight." *Walking over to her chair Rosetta pulls a blanket over top of herself and starts to read her book.*

~*~Back at Laura's~*~

*Katie goes into the kitchen and grabs a glass of water. Walks back out into the living room as Laura gets off the phone. Katie goes to say something but decieds not to. Truning to Laura she smiles.* "I'm off to bed. Wyatt said he would be by again in the morning. Sleep good Laura." *Katies maker her way upstairs and hopes into bed. Now stairing into the dark Katies mind races. She has a great walk with Wyatt. Katie had found it fun to talk to him and be around him. He was so easy to get along with. but now a feeling of sadness loomed over her. She over hurd Laura talking to Con about Jason and how he was depressed. That must of been the feeling she felt linked to him. Katie couldent help but feel so sorry for Jason. She had tryed to make contact with him and rebuild there friendship but she still got no reply. Katie hopes he would come around. How she missed her friend. Closing her eyes she can feel a tear roll down her cheek. Finally falling alseep.*

Content

Wyatt gives a short wave and turns to head back down the sidewalk, still trying to get Trooper to mind. He goes to the corner and turns, disappearing behind the houses on the next block over.

Laura is still in the living room, though is on the phone and doesn’t hear Katie return. Her one-sided conversation can just be heard above the movie’s volume. “No, I guess not…” She pulls her legs up on the couch as she talks. “So how’s he holding up anyway? ….really….I guess I wouldn’t have expected that. ….Mm-hmm…. A girlfriend? Really? Wow. Nu-uh. He hasn’t called in a while…I haven’t heard from him directly since right after he left. Didn’t expect to though.” She pauses, taking a sip of her iced tea. “Oh, really?” She frowns. “Well, enough has happened that I’d probably get down too… ….no, I’m sure you’ve done all you can. You can’t blame yourself.” She listens for several more moments, then grins, letting a laugh escape. “Okay…. Yeah, we’re fine. Alright…thanks, Con. Bye.”


Mick lifts an eyebrow, a chuckle slipping out as BJ settles into the small space between him and Rosetta. “Oh, does she now? Well I like it too.” He glances over to Rosetta as she rests her head on his shoulder, and leans his own head against hers for a moment. It was so peaceful now…why couldn’t it stay this way? If it weren’t for the Agency looming over them, it could be like this all the time.
The movie playing grows fuzzy and before Mick knows it, his weariness has taken over, drawing his tired eyes closed.

Luke lifts an eyebrow, sighing deeply. “I didn’t want you to have to worry about me….” He gives her hand a squeeze. “But apparently I can’t hide things from you very well.” He shrugs. “It’s just those nerves in my back that were severed after that fall I had… just makes walking hard every once in a while…I guess maybe it’s developed into more through the years now…I get more pain since I can’t exercise my legs properly.” He pauses, wondering about the future. “You can take a look if you want, and if it’ll make you feel better.” His grows quiet for several moments, his mind taking him down the road of time. “Angel…it’s not going to get any better…if anything, it’s just gonna get worse, and… are you sure you want to spend your time taking care of me if I need it?” A deep concern backed by love passes through his eyes. “I couldn’t bear the thought of you suffering because of me…it’s hard enough for me to admit now that I might need that kind of help…. I know you love me, but I don’t want to put you through that if…if it will take away your joy.”


Cindy gives a contented sigh as she watches the rest of the movie. As the credits roll, she gives a little laugh. “I don’t want to move…I think I’ve grown roots in this seat.”

Happyness

*Katie smiles as she stands infront of Laura's.* " My pleasure. I look forword to seeing you in the morning." *As Katie starts up the walks to the door she stops and turns around.* "Hey Wyatt...thank you." *Katie gives a smile and enters apt. After shuting the door for a long moment she stands in the hallway. After taking her jacket and shoes off she heads into the kitchen to grab something to drink.*

~*~At the Ranch~*~

*As Mick sits down next to Rosetta BJ jumps up and climbs between Rosetta and Mick snuggling in close.* "Mic, you watch too. Rosey likes when your with her and I like it too." *BJ once again turns his attacken to the tv.*

*Rosetta turns her head from BJ to Mick and smiles. Puting her arm around BJ she rests her head on Mick's shoulder. Contentment. Though everything God still gave contentment. And for BJ happyness.*

*Angel smiles at Luke.* "The swing sounds nice." *For a long while Angel sits hand in hand on the swing with Luke.* " So..I've notice you havent been walking much. I'd like to take a look at your legs if you would let me Hun. I want to make sure everything is ok. With the weather changing your hips might be filling with fluid and not draining right. If you dont want me to I wont. I just dont like seeing you in pain." *As Angel watches the sun set she leans her head on Lukes shoulder.*

*As Cindy puts Wes' arm back around her he smiles and moves closer to her as well wraping his arm around her more.*

Conviction

Wyatt keeps his smile as they walk, every once in a while getting jerked to the side by Trooper’s enthusiasm towards anything that caught his attention.
“Yeah…it’s not a bad place,” he muses. “I’ve seen a lot...been a lot of places…but this is still home.”
He chuckles at Katie’s questions. “The one nice thing around TJY is that we’re pretty open with each other…the staff is personally selected and screened to ensure that the best are hired, and as such, are trusted.” He shrugs. “I doubt any case isn’t interesting that we’re working on. There’s a few local cases…one in particular involving a gang that the law is ignoring. Then we got several guys who have their own private investigation offices, and we work with them on their cases… right now I’m helping Hal with a dogfight racket in Arizona. I’ve been back and forth with that, trying to take it down. And, of course we got the Agency case that everyone tries to get in on at one point or another when time allows, whether they’re on the roster or not.”
Wyatt pauses, throwing a glance in Katie’s direction. “I know the feeling of wanting to get out and do something, but trust me…it’s not always all that it’s cracked up to be. There are days that I’d give just about anything to be back behind a desk instead of sitting in a cold car on a stakeout reevaluating my life again because I don’t know if I’ll see morning.” He lets a smile break up his solemn tone. “But don’t worry…stick around and you’ll get your shot. Carter doesn’t hire anyone just because they’re good at filing papers. The best you can do is learn to not itch where you are…then once they let you out, it’ll be all the more sweeter.”
It seems like they just left Laura’s, but they find themselves one again at the end of her sidewalk. Wyatt sighs, trying to force Trooper to sit down, but failing and giving up. “Well…I guess this is where we part.” He studies Katie’s face for just a moment. “I’ll be around to pick you two up in the morning…. Thanks for walking with me.”



It’s a while later that the mess hall door finally opens again and Mick slips into the living room. He waits a moment, just watching Rosetta and BJ on the couch, enjoying seeing the peaceful scene. He sighs, trying not to let the tension show on his face – no one needed any more stress right now. But what he’d really like to do at the moment is hop in his truck and drive. Sparky had caught him off guard, and their conversation had not been a pleasant one. His brother had evoked thoughts and feelings that he didn’t want to deal with right now…. There was too much else going on to think about those kinds of things… besides that, he’d already made up his mind years before what path he’d taken in life…. “When this life is over, Mick, what’s left? No one lives forever. Then what?”
Mick grits his teeth. He’d argued that God couldn’t be loving to allow things to happen that He did. Sparky’s rebuttal had been simple. “The things in this life are consequences of actions, either ours or someone else’s. In this life we are tested to endure. We are tested to help us grow stronger. God loves everyone dearly…and sometimes we simply have to have faith in that fact to get us through. We don’t always know why the bad things happen, but we can’t let that spoil our faith.”
But Mick just wasn’t convinced. He didn’t want to be bogged down to a religion. He didn’t want to have all those obligations and be tied down to that narrow path.
“…it’s a path that leads to eternal life, Mick. Yes, it’s hard, and yes persecution comes. But why would you not want the end result? Why would you deprive yourself the joy of a secure future with God, no matter what happens?” Sparky had read to him some pretty pointed verses about salvation, heaven and hell. He’d stated his case well, and Mick could not deny the sincerity with which he had spoken. But how could Mick put his faith in a God he didn’t trust? Maybe at one point in his past he’d thought it wasn’t so bad, but now? After everything that had happened in his life? How could he return to a God he had perceived to have let him down?
“God doesn’t let anyone down.” Sparky had been firm on his opinion of that. “It’s us who walk away from him then trip and fall on our faces because we try to do things on our own.”
Mick sighs again, trying to get his mind to concentrate on something else. He stares at the tv, watching the animated movie, but it wasn’t helping much. In a last attempt to throw the strange convictions out the window, he goes and eases himself down next to Rosetta.


Luke takes Angel’s hand and stands up. He smiles, though declines the offer. “How about the porch swing instead…I think I’m more up to that tonight.”


Cindy settles into her seat at the theater, a smile on her face. It’s been so long since she’s done anything like this….it’s almost exciting in a way, making her feel like a young girl again.
As the movie plays on, her concentration shifts as she realizes Wes has put his arm behind her, and she feels him moving to take it back. Surprising even herself, she reaches up to stop him, putting his arm back where it was, and settling herself in just a little closer.

Iching

*Katie lets off a soft giggles at the comment. Katie walks in silence enjoying the company of Trooper and Wyatt. After a while she takes a deep breath of air and lets it out.* "Its really nice here. I mean it was nice back home too dont get me wrong, but here its just differnt. I like it." *Katie's mind goes back to the ranch and when she first met Jason. Being with Wyatt was differnt than being with Jason. Katie couldent put her finger on why, but it just was.* "So any intresting case you guys or working on? Or is that one of those if I told you I would have to kill you things? I am iching to do something but paperwork. But we all have to start some where and your dad knows best. I dont want to push. I am just happy he gave me a job here. So I guess the next best thing would be hearing about what goes on." *Katie smiles at Wyatt. Then sun was not starting to go down. Katie removes her sun glasses and places them on her head as she walks on with Wyatt and tropper.*

~*~Back at the Ranch~*~

*Rosetta nods to Mick as he leaves he mess hall with Sparky. Turning her attachen back to BJ. After everyone is finished and she makes sure BJ dosent want anymore she has him go brush his teeth. After he is done she takes BJ into the living room and sits down to watch Brave Little Toster with him unless Mick comes back.*

*As BJ snuggled into Rosetta's arms on the coutch a new feeling comes over him. He never sat and watched a movie with Sam before. Most night he was alone with Stan or someone alse when Sam went to "work." BJ felt a new closeness in his heart. Looks up at Rosetta his eyes so big he smiles than turns his attachen back to the TV.*

*Wes smiles at Cindy as she re enters the mess hall again. Geting up he walks over to her.* " You look nice." *In no time at all they are both at the movies and waiting for it to start. A good portion of the way into the movie without ever relizing it Wes streches and puts his arm aroud Cindy. After relizing what he did He starts to with draw not wanting to make Cindy uncomfortable.*

*After Angel is done helping clean up she makes her way over to Luke.* " Its pretty nice outside tonight. and the sun set is looking like a nice one? Care to take a walk with me?" *Angel smiles at Luke and holds out her hand.*

Or so they say

Luke watches Angel leave, and after the door is shut, he attempts rolling out of bed. Unsteady for several moments, he makes his way to the door, taking his time so his legs can stretch and gain back their balance. Sighing at himself, he takes a moment to psyche himself up and head to the mess hall where he joins the others for a light evening.

Mick helps out Rosetta, finding it nice to be with her in the kitchen. It was a new sensation…but he liked it. Once everything is ready, he takes up a seat next to her, watching BJ intently, over her shoulder.

Cindy just smiles and says no more until supper is coming to a close. She excuses herself and goes to her bunk to throw on her warm sweater, and comes back with just a little bit of makeup on, her cheeks a bit red from thinking about going out with Wes.


As the dishes are cleared away, Sparky takes a deep breath and rises from his seat, going to Mick. Laying a hand on his brother’s shoulder, he gets his attention. “Hey, Mick…you got a few minutes to talk?”

Assuming it has something to do with the case, Mick readily agrees and stands up. He looks down at Rosetta. “I’ll be back.” He follows Sparky out onto the porch, a little surprised at the privacy his brother wants.



Trooper wags his tail at Katie, his body shaking in excitement as he strains against his leash. Wyatt rolls his eyes, and tries to maintain control over him. “Yeah, you like the young ladies, don’t you.”
Trooper sneezes and turns around, letting out a bark to a dog across the street. His woof is deep and loud, enough to rattle someone’s insides, and Wyatt cringes, tugging him back to his heal. “Hush, ya big brute.”

Laura laughs with Katie, shaking her head. “You two go on then while I remain cozy on my couch.”

Wyatt grins as Katie joins him outside, naturally moving into step beside her with Trooper on his left. He gives her a sidelong glance at the implications in her voice as she asks her question. “Any guy who has his wits about him with two lovely damsels - in distress or otherwise – living here, would be very likely to be happening to pass through this area quite frequently.” He pauses for effect, keeping his eyes on the sidewalk ahead. “Or so they say.”

A Walk

*Angel smiles back at Luke giving him a returning kiss.* "Ok, see ya in a bit than." *Angel makes her way across the yard and back to the mess hall.*

*Rosetta smiles at Mick.* " Here mix this hun while I get the hotdogs." *Rosetta goes to the freezer and grabs a back of hotdogs.*

*Wendy cant help but smile.* "Ok I will see you soon than. I'll have a seat saved for ya." *Wendy leans over and gives Clint a quick kiss on the cheek and walks out of the shop.*

*Wes smiles at Cindy.* " Good, I think it will be nice. When we get to the movie theater we can see if anything good is playing cuz right now I have no idea." *Wes leans back in his chair streaching.*

*Before no time dinner is placed on the table and everyone digs in. Its not a big meal but its enough to fill everyone. Laughter rings through out the Mess hall. At time silence comes but than is broken by more laughing. Rosetta sits close to BJ to help him eat though seeing he dosent really need much help. His hand eye cordanation is very good for someone his age. Rosetta looks over to Mick.*

~*~At Laura's place~*~

*As Katie starts to watch the movie with Laura the door bell startlers her. Hearing Wyatt's voice Katie giggles to herself. Geting up she goes to the door. Seeing the dog she squats down.* "Hey there boy. Arnt you alittle cutie." *Katie stands again and gives alittle laugh. Slupping on her shoes she grabs a light jacket.* "How about we take a walk dont want Laura to die if the dog gets lose in her house." *Katie looks at laugh and busts out laughing.* " We will be back." *As Katie starts down the steps she looks at Wyatt her eyes thoughtful.* " You just happend to be in the naborhood huh?"

Visitors

Luke turns on his side, propped up with an elbow, to reach out and pull Angel down next to him, giving her a kiss followed by a grin. "Go on ahead to dinner. I'm right behind you."

Mick follows Rosetta's gaze to BJ. "I think that's the best route. You're right though...I feel sorry for him too. But maybe we can get this mess over with before he's old enough to really be bothered by it all." He moves closer to Rosetta, starting to help her finish up with supper in order to keep his hands busy and his mind occupied.

Clint reaches out to retrieve the wrench from Wendy and snickers at her comment. He clangs around for a few more minutes before something goes flying. "Aw, man." Though having stopped the oil, he scoots out from under the car, holding his hand that has a fresh gash across his knuckles. "Shoot." He manages to get to his feet, though is quite a sight, and grabs a rag. "I gotta go clean this up," he grumbles. "I suppose it's suppertime anyway."

Cindy looks up at Wes and smiles, though she starts to decline his offer. Forcing herself to stop, she takes just a moment and finally relents. "Okay...yes...that would be nice."


Scott and Laura both laugh, and leave TJY with Katie. Thankfully, the ride back to Laura's is uneventful as Scott's driving seems to be safer than his own walking.
Once there, Laura fixes a supper of stirfry and rice, settling in for a relaxing evening. After supper, she pops in a movie in the living room.
As the sun begins to set, her doorbell rings. She looks over at Katie with a raised eyebrow. "Who on earth...no one ever visits." She gets up reluctantly and goes the the door, out of sight of the living room. Her voice laughter carries though. "Out for a walk are we?"

Wyatt's voice answers her. "Just around the neighborhood, thought I'd stop by. Trooper led me this way."

"Right." Laura chuckles.

"Katie around?"

"Yeah, hang on." Laura sticks her head back into the living room. "Hey, we got company, but I'm not letting them in, so if you wanna say hi, you can come out here."

Wyatt grimaces. "Nicely put. You make me feel so welcome."

Laura stares at the massive gray Mastiff tugging at his leash. "You're quite welcome, but not that beast. By the time he'd get through with my place it would look like a tornado went through."

Wyatt grins. "Well get Jason back here and you'll have a gentleman again."

Trooper sees a cat down the street and lunges, pulling Wyatt off balance and spinning him around. "Not the cat!" Wyatt jerks the leash, bringing Trooper's attention back around. "Oy, you're a handful, you know that?!"

Trooper wags his tail and drools, giving a little whine, his nervousness showing.

Time

*Angel smiles and nods at Luke. He always made her feel good when she was down and he always was there for her no matter what. Luke truly was a gift from God and she was ever so happy to spend what time she could with him and in the fewture the rest of her life. Angel looks to Luke with loving eyes.* "When I last left they were all heading that way." *Angel looks down at her watch* "So I would guess they are probley seting up. We should probley go and make ourself known huh." *Angel stands up and streaches.*


*Rosetta nods at Mick as she add ingredents to the Mac and cheese.* "Ya I dont think I could eather. I would never be able to live with myself if something happend to him." *Rosetta lets out a long sigh.* "Lets find the other chip first like you said and see what can be done from there." *Rosetta watches BJ out in the other room playing with his toys happy and content.* " I feel sorry for him."

*Wendy goes over to the toolbox and looking. Grabing the wrench and goes over to Clint and hands it to him.* "Yes...yes it does look like your playing. Like a kid in the mud." *Wendy's eyes twinkle.*

*Wes walks over to where Cindy is and sits smiling.* "Hey you. How are ya holding up?" *For a long moment Wes studys Cindy's face seeing a look and a hint of sadness.* "Hey I was wondering maybe after dinner would you like to catch some ice cream or a movie. Get out of here for alittle but and just have a nice time? I havent been out in ages."

~*~At TJY~*~

*Katie looks to Scott and than to Laura.* " Uhhhh...no." *Lowering her voice she leans into Laura* "Unless geting home in one peace counts." *Katie giggles and graba her coat and places her glasses on her face.* "Lets blow this popicle stands!"

Evening Routine

Luke shrugs, forcing a grin. "I'm going alright." He listens to what Angel says about BJ, quietly thinking, and nodding now and then. "Well...I don't know Angel...could you live with yourself if something went wrong? Is it worth the risk?" He cocks his head. "You yourself just admitted that we would agree the right choice is not to do surgery on the kid." He offers an encouraging smile, taking her hand to plant a kiss on it. "We don't have to decide in the next five minutes either... we still have a chip out there somewhere before the puzzle would fall into place anyway."
He turns to see the clock. "Supper will be ready pretty quick. Everyone gathering already?"


Mick crosses his arms, pursing his lips in thought. "I don't know, Rosetta. Personally... I thin it would be best to see if we actually need what BJ has. If we do, then we have that choice to make, being his parents or not." He looks out at BJ, compassion filling him. "We've been tortured by this case all our lives...yet I don't think I could bring myself to risk that boy."


Clint bends his head so he can see out from under the car, throwing Wendy a smirk. His shirt is stained with oil, his arms covered too, and a few smudges are on his face. "Do I look like I'm playing around?" He threatens her teasingly with a wrench. "I might not get too close if I were you, unless you want to look like me." He feels another trickle of oil and groans, putting the wrench back up under the car. "Hand me that other three-quarter wrench over there from the bench, will ya?"

Cindy helps some with supper, then finds a place to sit, waiting for the meal to be ready, and for others to join them.



Jason sits on his bed, deep in thought, when Jade knocks on his door. He tells her to come on in, but doesn't react much to her presence.

Jade lifts an eyebrow at his somber expression. "I heard things went okay at the hospital..."

"Yep."

Jade waits for more, but Jason doesn't go on. "Austin said JT gave you a fair report, but said to be more careful."

"Uh-huh."

Jade frowns at his lack of conversation. "So...you coming to supper?"

"Nope."

"You want me to bring you something?"

Jason shakes his head. "Not tonight."

"You okay?"

He finally looks at her with seriousness. "I will be. I just need to be alone for a while."

"Okay." Jade nods, respecting his privacy. "I'll come say goodnight if I don't see you before then."



Sparky sighs and rises from his seat, heading out of his bunk with a prayer on his mind. Life was too precious to waste...time was too vulnerable to let it slip by...topics of utmost importance could no longer go ignored.


Laura finds Katie and approaches with a look of mock terror as Scott follows behind her. "Hey, Katie. I trust Wyatt told you Scott was giving us a ride tonight."

Scott grins and holds up his keys, jingling them.

Laura bites her lip from chuckling, still looking at Katie. "Anything you need before we get back home?"

All play and no work?

*Katie smiles and nods at Wyatt.* " Ok..I look forword to it." *After Wyatt leave Katie looks around the basment more. A shooting range. Good to know in case she needed to take her frustrations out. Sighing she heads back up and to her desk to call Con for the day.*

~*~Back at the Ranch~*~

*Angel enter Luke's bunk and smiles siting down on the edgh of the bed.* "Hey you. How are you feeling?" *Angel relays to Luke everything that happend at the hospetal.* "How do we decied for BJ. We arnt his parents. We all know its the best to not do it. But yet that chip could hold the key to ending this." *Angel shakes her head* " I have to looks through my files and see what I cant find. Back in school when I did my inturnship I assisted on a brain surgary. If I brush up and see exacly where the chip is I might be able to do something. With JT's help. I would just be so scaired of messing up." *Angel lets out a sigh.*

*Rosetta continues to cook while replying to Mick.* " How are we to choose what is best for this boy Mick. We have mixed intrests. We care for him, yet he holds something we need." *Rosetta sighs.* "On the same hand if we try and attempt this surgary are we any better than the Agency? Risking BJ's life for our purpis. Maybe there is a way around this. MAybe we dont NEED that chip."

*Finally relizing she is not alone in the mess hall anymore Wendy looks up. Looking around the room she dosent see Clint. She wasent sure if he has went with him or not. Geting up she heads outside and to the shop. As she is about to open the door Wes steps out.* "Hey Wes. Is Clint inside?"

*Wes smiles and nods* "He is. Kind of a mess but he is there non the less."

*Wendy smiles.* "Ok thank you." *Wendy enters the shop and makes her way to the back where she hears the noise coming from. Walking over to the Car where Clints legs are stickinng out Wendy bends down.* " And all this time I though you were out here working when really your just playing around." *Wendy cant help but laugh with a mischevus grin on her face.* "Need any help?"

Feelings

“Hey!” Wyatt smiles and sets a filing folder down on a desk. “Thought you might not making before heading home, but we got just enough time before I gotta split. Follow me.” He leads her to the elevator and instead of going back up to the ground floor, they go down. A whole new world greets them. But instead of cubicles and offices, down here there is gym equipment, weaponry and to the far end, a sealed off shooting range.
Wyatt gestures to it all. “Welcome to downstairs TJY, where you’ll find everything else you need.” He grins. “Lot of us work out on our breaks down here, and the shooting range comes in handy for training and practice. Speaking of which…I heard you were a pretty good shot. We’ll have to come down here after work sometime so you can show me what you got.” He thumbs to a closed door. “Over there is a resident physician in case anyone gets hurt here or out on a case when we don’t want to attract attention at a hospital.” He shrugs, looking around. “That’s basically it….now you’ve seen the rest of it.”
Wyatt’s watch beeps, and he looks at it with a smirk. “Crumb, I gotta go. Laura said you two would catch a ride back with Scott, but tell her I can pick you up again in the morning.”

As everyone arrives back at the ranch, Jason greets Jade in the mess hall, but then goes to his bunk, settling in by himself once again. He eases down in the chair at the small desk and stares at his computer, but doesn’t turn it on. His thoughts continue to churn. Finally he puts his arms on the desk and leans down to rest his forehead. The anger was gone… all he wanted to do now was pick himself back up and get going again. All he wanted was to stop feeling like he was running in place, and start making headway. He was tired of feeling like he was in a rut. Maybe JT was right…maybe he really had been fighting against himself instead of for himself. He’d been fighting against his feelings…fighting against his guilt…fighting against who he was… He needed to reevaluate who he was instead, face the things that were tormenting him and leave them behind.
Sighing, Jason lifts his head. Katie enters his mind once again… There was a part of him that missed her…she’d been the first person he’d called a true friend…and it was his fault she was gone. For the first time since their argument, he could admit that he’d been the one at fault. Jade had confirmed it…he’d made a bad choice. He had hidden things from Katie he shouldn’t have…yes, he’d been wrong. He hadn’t thought so at first, but now…now pride had taken a back seat, and things seemed to be a little more clearly seen. It appeared as though in order to learn this lesson, he had lost something precious.
Shaking his head, he finally turns on his computer, and after a few minutes, checks his email. Seeing a message from Katie, he raises his eyebrows in surprise. Cautiously he opens it and reads. Reaching the end, he lets out a slow breath, leaning back in his chair. Wow…he hadn’t expected that. After he’d finally concluded he was the one who had been wrong, Katie was apologizing. Maybe both of them were at fault. He reaches out to hit “reply,” but then stops. He looks down, pursing his lips as he thinks about the seriousness of this situation. Perhaps…perhaps it would be best to simply let things lie. Apparently Katie was sorry…and he was sorry too…but could things really mend so easily? He hardly thought so. No…it would take more time for real healing… Katie probably needed this time without him…without his mistakes, and without his presence to encourage confusion.
Jason withdraws his hands, and closes out his email program. No…for now…it would be better just to wait. The wounds were still too fresh…the hurt pride still trying to heal into strong humility.


Luke answers Angel’s knock. “Yeah, come on in. I’m just resting.”

Mick goes to his bunk for a few minutes, but comes back to the mess hall, finding Rosetta in the kitchen. He watches her for several minutes until finally entering, leaning up against the counter. “So…what do you think of all this?”

Clint is on his back under the car, and hears Wes but holds his response until he can finish this one…last ..turn… his wrench slips. Oil spurts out from the line, raining onto his arms and chest. He puts a hand up to try and plug the leak, while trying to regain a grip on the now-slippery wrench. “Uh…yeah,” he calls “I think I better stay here….for a minute….” He rolls his eyes at himself.

*Katie smiles at Wyatt.* "Ya I have a few things to finish up here than I certinly will come find you." *After Katie is along She sits at her desk and starts to clean some things up trying to get organised. After she typed a few things up for Reese. All the while something tugs at her heart. It was Jason. He wasent in danger but he was sad, depressed. Katie couldent help but feel it was her fault. Opening her email she writes a letter*

{Dear Jason,
Though its only been a few days it feels like ages since I talked to you last. I hope all is well with you and everyone alse at the Ranch. I am doing well. I like it here.
I guess I am writing this email cuz I have been thinking alot and want to get some stuff off my chest.
First I wanted to say I am sorry for blowing up on you. That was wrong of me and I should of handled it better.
Second I want to exstend my most genuin congradulations to Jade and youself. Ok maybe thats not the word but I am truly happy for you both. You deserve the best J.
Third I guess I want to explain myself alittle bit better than I did before. When I think about it all I guess I worded alot of stuff wrong. I wasent upset that you were dating Jade Jason, I guess I felt led on in a sence. I dont think it was your doing though. I think it was mine. I led myself on and I am sorry that, that got in the way of our friendship.
And last I'm sorry I failed you. What am I talking about. I dont even know. But I feel I have. I failed as a friend. and I am sorry.

Respectfuly Yours,
@->--- Katie P. ---<-@
~*~Secratary of TJY~*~ }

*As Katie rereads what she typed she sighs. Thinking she hits the X to close out the program without sending Katie stands bumping her keyboard. As she walks away a message flashes on Katies computer "Mail Sent."! Katie walks to find Wyatt. Finally seeing him she heads up and smiles.* "I'm ready when you are."

~*~Back at the Ranch~*~

*After making it back to the ranch Rosetta heads inside with BJ. Going into the kitchen she looks for something to make for everyone. Quietly stewing in her own thoughts. BJ's care was in there hands now. They held this small boys future in there hands.*

*Angel goes up to Lukes bunk and knocks on the door softly calling for him.* "Luke? Its Angel."

*Wes looks up at the sound of cars. Looking over to Clint he yells.* "Hey Clint it looks like everyone is back. I'm going to go see what went on if you want to stay here and finish up thats fine. If you want to come along thats fine too." *Wes starts to leave.*

*Wendy sits quietly in the courner on the computer. Wraped up in the files to even notice anyone entered the room.*

More to come

The ride back to the ranch seems to take twice as long as the ride up, each passenger lost in their own thoughts.

Jason stares out the window as Austin drives, his mind a million miles away. Despite his resistance, he kept going back to what JT had told him. Was what he’d said really going to affect him? Must he rethink it over and over? Was it that significant?


Sparky sits with Jeff at a table, going through the same files they’ve been over ten times already, but still searching for something new…anything to give them a new lead…anything to give them hope. Though Sparky’s concentration is not dedicated to his task. He has a mission to complete, but it will have to wait until Mick gets back. He can no longer ignore the issue, but must confront it, lest he live the rest of his life wondering if he’d done all he could.

Luke stretches out on his bed, wincing just a little as his legs kink. There’s so much on his mind, how can he dedicate himself to this case? But he has to…for when it was over, they could finally be at peace. Happiness was just around the corner…it had to be.
He glances at the clock, hoping that Angel and the others won’t run into any trouble before getting back.


Wyatt raises an eyebrow at Katie’s remark. “Pool, eh? Well, we might just have to see how good you are.” He grins as she promises to return, and stands to clear off the table.
Once Katie comes back, they get back in his jeep for the short drive back to TJY. Wyatt walks her inside and pauses before going his own way. “Well, Katie, I have you to thank for an enjoyable lunch break.” He glances at his watch. “Dang time flies too fast.” He lifts his gaze to smile at her. “This afternoon I’m supposed to show you around the lower level, so whenever you’re ready, just find me.”

Bathroom

*Rosetta nods to JT* "It was great seeing you again JT. Let you Uncil know I said hi. Dont be a stranger."

*BJ takes Micks hand and takes Rosetta's in his other.* "Ok I am ready."

*Rosetta smiles down at BJ than looks up at Mick and smiles.*

*Damien tags along behind. After geting to the parking lot he stops.* " I am gonna be back to the McCulan's and finish up my work. I'll swing by the ranch a bit later. If you guys need me let me know."

*Rosetta nods than gets BJ into the the car straping him in. With in minutes they are heading back to the ranch.*

~*~With Wyatt~*~

*As Katie finish up meal and smiles.* " Well I would like to meet brut sometimes. I love dogs." *Katie eyes dance as she conjers up her own mischife* "Well I guess I will have to challange you to a duel in darts sometime. I am pritty good myself. Though I like to play pool even more." *Katie finishs off her water and stands.* "I am gonna head to the ladys room and freshin up. I'll be right back. I promise." *Katie grins and heads to the bathroom.*

Wyatt

JT grins and walks with Damien out to the others. "Well, you should all be set. Take care of yourselves."

Mick stands and shakes his hand. "Thanks, JT."

Austin follows suit and nods. "You'll get reimbursement from TJY."

JT declines. "No, no...this was on my own time and I wanted to help. It's the least I can do...it's been a long time since I've seen everyone, and I'm honored to be helping at least a little with the case my uncle worked so hard on years ago."

Mick lifts an eyebrow, seeming to be taken slightly off guard by the mention of Greg, and he throws a questioning look in JT's direction which is returned with a very slight nod. Mick turns around, and holds out his hand to BJ. "Well, Bud, you ready to get out of here?"


Wyatt nods. "I guess really it's TJY's dog, but Jason's the only one he minds. He's a stubborn brute, and when you got a mastiff on your hands with that kind of personality, you just hang on and go for the ride." He laughs. "Jason trained him to go out on cases with him, and kept him in his office during the week. I tried keeping him in Dad's office when Jason left, but the beast tore everything up." Wyatt's face reddens as he recalls finding half of Reese's office in shambles. "That's the fastest cleanup job I've ever done, I'll tell ya that! After that I took him home with me, since it was obvious no one was going to be able to handle him to take him on any cases without Jason. Unfortunately, he's taken apart my own house, so we've reverted to a doghouse in the backyard."
Wiping his mouth with a napkin, he grins. "Well, I'm twenty-two, single, I love movies, jogging and music. I like to read and am terrible with math." His eyes twinkle mischievously. "I've been with TJY for about four years, and contrary to popular belief I really am good at playing darts in the break room - the others are just jealous."

About yourself

*Damien nods* "Thank you JT." *Damien takes the small bag with the chip.* "Oh yay its what I always wanted." *Giving a grin Damien leaves the room and hands the bag to Mick.* " You best hold on to this so nothing happens."

~*~With Wyatt~*~

*Katie giggles* "Jason has a dog? I dident know that." *Katie thinks for a moment about everything Wyatt said.* "Ya Jason does have alot of talent. He deffintly is in the right busness." *Katie trys to change the subject off of Jason.* "So Wyatt...I've met you, got a ride to work from you, and am having lunch with you but still know nothing About you." *Katie takes a bit of her hamburger, and a sip of her water.* "What do you like to do? Tell me about yourself."

Jason

JT nods in agreement, though finding it hard to imagine that Damien is in this position without knowing what's going on. He asks no questions though, and takes Damien to a different room to avoid any attention. Half an hour later, he's sewing up Damien and putting a bandage on. "Now, just take it easy the next twenty-four hours or so, so you don't tear your stitches. Have Angel check the wound out in a day to make sure there's no infection. Otherwise, you're good to go. You'll be sore for a while." JT holds up a small plastic bag with the chip in it. "And here's your prize."


Wyatt grins. "Heard you and Jason might have been partners - I'd say something qualified as you two working together." He chews on a couple french fries. "Yeah, he and I have done a bit together. He knows what he's doing, that's for sure. Some people might try to tell you he got to the top just because he's the boss' grandson, but I'll tell you that he worked his tail off to get there - it was earned all the way. Not too many of us at TJY have the natural skill he's got." Wyatt shrugs, taking a swig of his soda pop. "We're all waiting for him and Austin and Con to get back sometime - been different without them around here. Not to mention I'm tired of taking care of Jason's beast for him." He chuckles. "He's alright, but he misses his master, that's for sure, and I can't get him to do squat for me."


Sparky sighs deeply and leans back in his chair, letting his Bible fall shut. So many things were running through his mind, but one subject was most heavy on his heart. He had to say something...he had to talk to Mick... but how would he be received?

Lunch

*Damien looks at JT, his own questions corsing through his mind.* "To be honnest I dont even really know about the situations eather. I know bits and peaces, and I know what went on in the Agency but thats about it. Anything alse I am clueless. But since its not a hard plae to get at we might as well do it now and get it done and over with. Than that will leave BJ's chip and one other. Lets get this done and over with if you have the time." * It is evadent Damiens mind is somewhere alse at the moment. Still trying to rummage though his memories of Who Sam was.*

~*~With Wyatt~*~

*Katie orders a burger and frys. After eating a bit and taking a sip of her soda. As Wyatt asks about Jason Katie shifts in her seat a bit.* "Ya I got to know Jason pritty well. We connected when we first met. I wouldent say we worked together, well we did kind of I guess. Did you ever get to work with Jason too?"

Question

JT greets Damien, then tells him what they're going to do with the x-rays. He sets about with the equipment, and in no time is looking at the results. "Well, Damien, looks like you're in a similar boat, though I've got better news than I did with BJ." He points to an area of the x-ray. "See this spot here? Looks an awful lot like a little chip, and I'd guess that just because that's what y'all are looking for. It's in some tissue there in your chest, up near your shoulder. It's not a hard place to get at, and it would be a quick job to get it out." He looks at Damien with question. "Is this something you want done today or postponed? I'm clueless about your situation."

Mick sits down in the lobby chair and watches BJ, questioning his own judgment. What would he do? What would they decide? BJ held the key to so many questions, but was it really worth it? He turns to Angel, shaking his head. "There's no way we're going to find his parents....there just isn't anything out there."


Wyatt takes Katie to a burger joint at the edge of town that has quieted down after the noon hour. "Best french fries in the county," Wyatt boasts as he parks. "Come on."
After they get their food, Wyatt finds them a small table in the corner and they start to eat. He takes a bite of his burger and leans back in his chair casually. "So...you and Jason worked together a bit, I heard. Got to know him pretty well?"

Lunch

*Rosetta looks at Mick grimly.* "Ok JT thank you. Its alot to think about." *Exiting the office Rosetta see Damien. Walking over to him she nods.* "Your up."

*Damien gets up and slowly makes his way to the room. Entering her holds his hand out to JT.* "Hey JT, hows it going?"

*Angel looks up as Rosetta aproches.* "So what happend?"

*Rosetta relays everything that JT said to Angel.* "So now we need to find his family to make a choise. I cant make it I know that."

*BJ runs up to Rosetta.* "Rosey am I healfy?"

*Rosetta smiles at BJ and gives him a small hug.* " You are BJ you are."

~*~Back at TJY~*~

*As Katie works time flys by without Katie even relizing what time it is. Her desk is a mess and needs to be cleaned up. Feeling someone standing next to her she looks up and see Wyatt. After intaking his invatation Katie looks at the time.* "Ok wow I dident relize what time it was." *Katie giggles.* " I would love to go to lunch with you. I could use a break." *Katie looks around her desk.* "I guess I should clean this off when I get back huh." *Grabing her coat and her sunglasses Katie heads for the door with Wyatt reminding herself to call Con when they got back.*

Risks

JT looks at Rosetta grimly. "I can't answer that specifically, but I'd tell you that even a skilled brain surgeon would have a difficult time with this. BJ's brain has grown up and around the chip, leaving only a small portion of it accessible. But it's not something you can just grab a hold on and yank out. There's nerves everywhere, and severing just one would cause damage. Would BJ die? Probably not - though there's always risk involved in any surgery - extremely so with brain surgery. If anyone goes digging around in there, BJ could lose any part of his mental capabilities like speech, motor skills - you name it. It's a sensitive area of the brain. If you'd decide to have surgery done, you'd be risking BJ losing independence or much worse." JT holds up his hands. "And I'm not skilled enough to do it, so you'd be risking whatever security you're trying to keep as well." He looks between Mick and Rosetta. "It's up to you..." He glances at the clock. "But while you're thinking, we need to get Damien in here before the other doctor arrives and starts asking me what's going on."


Most people on the floor seem to be busy and taking late lunches. Around one o'clock, Wyatt appears at Katie's cubicle, resting his arms on the half wall. "Hey... looks like Dad's got you working like that horse you were worried about." He flashes her a smile. "But we all gotta break sometime. What would you say to going out and grabbing a friendly burger with me?"