Till your ok

*As the night falls and all is quiet at the ranch Angel finally make sit home. Stoping at her office Angel puts her stuff downand places the small vial of Con's blood in her sample fridge. Later she would come back to it and test it. This was the second time they saw this poison, there had to be a way to combat it or find out where it was from. Leaving her office again Angel see a small light on in the messhall and a familure form pass in front of the window. Angel makes her way over, enjoying the night air. She hadent been gone long but how she missed it. If her and Luke ever moved she hoped they would at least stay in the country. Once inside the mess hall a smile cross Angel's face as she see Luke siting at the small table. Going over to him, she bends down and throws her arms around his neck huging him tight.*

"I missed you so much Luke."

*Angel lingers huging Luke a bit longer than draws away and sits down next to him.*

"Con is gonna be ok. Ya know Luke, I spend all day around sick people and people who are dieing, but non of them hurt as much as seeing a friend or family member in the brink of death. You would think I was use to it and all. But alas I am not. It helps he relize though each time what I really have and how much I love it ever so much."

*Angel smiles at Luke gazing into his eyes feeling lost in them.*

*Katie smiles and looks up as Jason enters the room. He looked so tired maybe she should wait to tell him about Jetstream and tell him in the morning. It was night now and the moon was bigger and brighter than ever. Glancing out the window fast Katie gives a small sigh than turns her attachen back to Jason.*

"Hey you. How is everything? How is Con? He gonna be ok? How about you how are you? Have you been eating today?"

*Stoping for a moment Katie relizes she just asked Jason a million questions at once.. Blushing alittle she sits up strater.*

"Sorry...I just havent see you all day and whatnot...bah I dont know what I am trying to say."

*Once again Katie changes her mind and cant hold it in anylonger just blurting it out.*

"JETSTREAM SAID YES YOUR IN JASON."

*Katie beams from her hospetal bed the moonlight reflecting off her face.*

*Jamie sets the waterglass back down on the night stand befor giving Con a bref run down of what happend.*

"Ya Angel was here. You were pritty bad of So Katie sujested seeing if she could come to help out since she was there when Jason was pritty bad off. I think Rick was glad to have another set of eyes around."

*Jamie stops and thinks for a moment. It seems as though Con dosent remember anything that happend. Does that mean he dosent remember saying he was falling in love with Jamie, or the kiss. Jamies heart grows heavy but she stuffs the feelings away. This was no time to feel sad. Maybe he dident mean what he said and was just so out of it HE dident know what he was feeling. Oh well. Jamie lets a long drawn out sigh out.*

"I'll probley stay till your up and able to move around. Right now you need to stay in bed and rest. Your body has been though alot and needs to recoop. Pluse Rick asked me to keep and eye on you, and I dont want to leave still I know your ok this time. Coming back over this morning and finding you laying flat on your face was not a good feeling."

Memorable

Jason makes his rounds at TJY, reporting to Reese and talking to Laura. He reassures her that Con is going to be okay, and suggests she wait until the next day to see him as he needs his rest.

Finished with as much work as he can get done for the day, he heads back to the hospital, weary from the events.

Arriving at Katie’s room, he knocks quietly and enters, a tired smile creasing his lips. “Hey, Hero.”


While the others disperse after supper, Luke remains in the quiet mess hall, waiting for Angel to return.


“So, did you have fun today?” Phil flops down in the couch and flips on the tv.

Kyle turns in the easy chair, pausing his writing. “Mm-hmm.”

“Anything special?”

“Just lunch at Mom and Pop’s, then back here to clean up.”

“Talk much about the band?”

“No…I told her she could tell Jason though. He’d been busy all day with their friend, so I figured he had enough on his mind.”

Phil turns his attention to his brother, sensing something just a little out of the ordinary. “Anything else?”

Kyle quirks an eyebrow at him. “Should there be?”

“I don’t know…” Phil shrugs. “You’ve been quiet since I got home. That’s an abnormality.”

A wide grin forms, and Kyle shakes his head. “Just thinking, Bro… just thinking.”

“Anything you care to share?”

“Nope.” Kyle turns his attention back to his notepad, still grinning. “I think I like my thoughts right where they are.” …nice and neat and perfect and memorable…


Con accepts the glass of water and takes a few swallows before setting it back down again on the night stand. He scrunches his eyes shut tight, then opens them again, still trying to rid himself of the mental fog. “I feel like I’ve slept for a year and I’m still tired.”

Pausing, he furrows his brow. “What all happened, anyway? I remember getting sick yesterday…and you were here last night…I think…right? Then Rick was here today and Angel too? Either that or I had some major hallucinations.”

He shakes his head at her question. “I’m almost hungry, but not enough to want anything right now. Thanks though…. How long are you staying?”

Running

*Angel nods and soon is on her way home. It was nice to get home but she wasent a city girl. Her heart lived in the country. Not to mention she missed Luke even though its only been a day.*

*Katie smiles at she holds Kyles gaze befor leaving. Looking at her watch Katie knows Jason will be back soon its almost dinner. Katie replys everything in her mind how excited she was Jetstream had decieded to let Jaosn be part of them. He was going to be so excited. Katies mind than drifts to Kyls and the kiss. Looking out the window Katie replys Kyles words in her mind “I definitely like complicated.” Katie couldent shake his words. What was running though his head? What was running thought Katie's head when she kissed him. Did she scair him off, would he be back. As Katie watches the differnt colors in the sky dance around Katie closes her eyes and rests alittle before Jason gets back.*

*As Jamie hears Con call to her she shuts the small TV in the bedroom off and and goes over to the side of Con's bed siting down and smileing.*

"Hey there Sweety. How are you feeling?"

*Jamie hands a glass of water to Con for him to drink some.*

"Can I do anything for you?"

Evening

Kyle laughs. “I know you hate to go back to the hospital, but unfortunately, if I take you to my place, I think I’d probably wind up getting nothing done with a pretty distraction such as you around.” His grin persists as he stands from the table. “Come on. I’ll get you back safe and sound, lest that nurse come after me.”

He leaves money for the meal on the table, and waves to Mable and Herb as they leave. Helping Katie into the truck, in no time they’re on their way back, then finally back in Katie’s room. As she gets settled, Kyle lingers. “I’m guessing that Jason is busy with this friend of yours, so the guys and I won’t bother him now with a call. You can tell him of our decision if you want though, then we can all get together and discuss the details here this week sometime.”

Kyle lets his gaze remain on Katie for several moments before turning to leave. “Later, KT. We’ll talk about that payment for your picture…” He leaves, his voice trailing behind him.


With Con finally sleeping soundly for several hours without a fever returning, Rick makes the judgment call to leave him be. Packing up his bag, he looks at the others. “Jason, I guess you can get back to work…I’ll be along shortly, so you can go ahead and give Reese a report, and Laura too. Angel…I can’t thank you enough for your help. I’m not sure we would have gotten through this had Katie not suggested you come. Before anyone finds out you’ve been here, I can take you on to the airport and get you on back to Texas, so you can be home later this evening.” He turns to Jamie. “And Jamie…if you wouldn’t mind sticking around here for a little while? Give me a call in a couple hours at TJY to let me know how Con is doing, or sooner if anything changes?”

Settled with the plans, Jason heads out, and Rick follows, ensuring that Angel is behind him, to take her to the airport.


The afternoon grows long, and the sun begins to sink lower in the sky. Evening descends upon the Nevada day, bringing a brilliant sunset’s display that scatters a million colors across the sky.

After hours of sleep, Con finally stirs, rolling over on his back, and forcing his eyes partway open. He furrows his brow, trying to bring things into focus, trying to remember why he’s here and what all has happened. Feeling too warm, he kicks off half the covers and rubs his face with his hand, wincing a little at the dull throbbing in his ear. Blinking, he starts to bring the room into focus, and realizes that there are people missing now. “Jamie?”

...

*Katie beams, the light from outside lighting up her face. The color, the life returning.*

"I can help if you want?"

*Katie cant help but laugh as she beams.*

"Now I sound despret but I just hate going back to the hospetal...cant wait to get out of there."

*Jamies smiles and draws back from her hug smilng at Con.*

"Oh corse you wont be Con. Just rest now, you need it. I'll be right here for you Con. I wont leave."

Not now

Kyle looks up, suddenly seeing Katie inches from his face. Searching her eyes he can see the immediate future and he doesn’t resist. Tilting his head, he allows Katie close, a chill running down his spine as her lips press against his. He allows the kiss to last as long as she remains, drawing back only when she pulls away. Seeing the redness in her cheeks, a grin quirks the corner of his mouth and he looks between her eyes, silent laughter erupting through his gaze. “I definitely like complicated.”

Finally looking down, the smile finally comes. “Well, whadya know…” he reaches down and holds up his finger, a contact lens resting on it. “Viola! Next time I lose my contact I should just call you. This method seems to work.”

Throwing her a wink, he gets up off the floor and gives her a hand back up into her chair. Grimacing, he takes his other contact out and puts them both in the small case to clean. Reaching in his shirt pocket he pulls out his glasses to wear instead. “Alright. So… lunch is finished, we’ve had our desert, and Phil is going to kill me if I don’t have the living room cleaned up by the time he gets home from work.”


Con is teetering on the edge of sleep, too weak to move, though he responds to Jamie’s touch. “I ain’t going anywhere,” he whispers back, his eyes still closed. “I can’t…not now…”

OMG

*Katie smiles at Kyle thinking for a long moment trying to decied what to ask from Jetstream for the work on the picture.*

"Mmmm....how about another date with you? I think that would be a nice payment."

*Katie gets a sheepish grin on her face her cheeks still alittle red. As Kyle disapears under the table Katie quirks an eyeborw and cant help laughing trying to look under the table herself.*

"Kyle....Kyle where did you go...follow the light follow the light."

*Katie cant help herself but use her arms and climb under the table with Kyle looking for his contact. Using her hands to feel around on the ground.*

"I dont see it captin...I DONT SEE IT."

*Without relizing it Katie and Kyle comes face to face. Stairing deep into Kyle's eyes watching them twinkle Katie cant hold back any longer, leaning in her heart starts to race as she can feel her face turning a bit red. Closing her eyes her head races even faster as she shakes just alittle bit. Finally her lips meet Kyles, pressing aganst them. Katie lingers, how his kiss tasted as sweet as Honey. Katie dident want to let go she felt lost in time and space. Before she knows he she is pulling away....shocked in herself at what she just did she cant take her eyes off Kyles.*

*Mable and Herb watch from the kitchen. It was always nice to see people happy. Most of all those who deserve it. Yet something was missing. Who new what, but something.*

*After everyone leaves the room Jamies comes over and sits on the bed again. Whispering..*

"Oh Con, What would I have done if I lost you."

*Jamie wraps her arms around Con and hugs him softly.*

Contact

Kyle can’t help the grin that curls the corners of his mouth. His eyes narrow slightly as he listens to Katie, taking in every word, and feeling her emotions. “You’ve got a big heart, Katie…don’t let anyone ever tell you otherwise.”

The slight smile still on his lips, he allows her the upper hand by dropping his gaze first as he polishes off his chicken. “Bodyguard KT…I like it. Maybe we’ll make you a permanent part of the band yet.” He throws her a wink. “Speaking of which, JetStream owes you for that picture. I’m going to scan it and use it on our announcement flyers for events. What do you want for the hours you worked on it?”

Without warning, he drops his fork to clatter on his plate, squinting his left eye. “Oh, oh, oh!” He takes his hand to cover his eye, wincing in pain. “Eyelash!” Leaning to the side away from the table, he continues to squint. “Ahh!” Finally looking up, his eye is tearing, and he blinks and winces. “Oh, sheesh.” Bending over to stare at the floor he fights for several moments before stopping suddenly. “Uh-oh.” He glances back up to Katie, his eye already bloodshot and watery. “I just lost my contact on the floor. Could I not be any more stupid than that?” Sighing, he disappears as he goes onto his hands and knees on the floor. “If I’m not back in ten minutes, call for help,” he calls from under the table.


Con’s stomach convulsions continue for the next fifteen minutes, finally not having anything left to get out. He’s so weak from the episode that Rick has to hold him up before making sure he’s through. “Hey, Con, you’re gonna be all right. Just take it easy.” Ensuring that his body has ceased the convulsions, he summons Jason’s help again. “Let’s get you back in bed before you pass out in here.”

Rick and Jason make it back to the bedroom, Con dragging his feet, trying to support his own weight, but finding it impossible, his legs feeling like spaghetti.

Once he’s back into his bed, Rick checks his eyes again, having Angel check his vitals one more time. Wondering how responsive Con is, he holds up his hand. “How many fingers am I holding up, Con?”

Con’s eyes are halfway open and a slight scoffing laugh comes out. “Three and a thumb,” he manages hoarsely. “Just because I puked my guts out doesn’t mean I went blind.”

Rick starts to grin and he looks over at Angel. “By golly, I think we might have licked this thing.”

Con lets his eyes drift shut again, finally giving in. Somehow, he knows…the fight is over. “Quit fussing over me,” he whispers.

Rick chuckles and shakes his head. He rolls his eyes and puts away some things in his bag. “We’re not out of the woods yet, but I’m going downstairs to get some fresh air and make some coffee.”

Jason nods and starts to follow him. “I gotta make some calls and let Laura know what’s going on.” He glances back over his shoulder at Jamie, question lingering in his eyes, but he says nothing, and follows Rick out of the room.

"Body" Guard!

*Jamie still sits at Con's bedside, his hand in hers. It was only recent they has confessed there love for eachother but they had been friends for so many years. Litterly growing up together. The rooms is quiet and gloomy as everyone sits and waits. Con was to strong to give up, he couldent. If not for her sake, than for Jason, Austin, and Laura. Jamie couldent even imagen what this world would be like without Con there, Jamies mind reels back to when they were in the car and Con faked the kiss. Than bouncing to the real thing. It had taken Jamie by saprise but it was still the sofest thing she ever felt. Leaning her hand down on Con's arm she holds it. If anything leting Con know he is not alone.*

*Angel nods to Rick. Grabing a saringe from her bag she draws a bit of blood than grabe her microscops and a few other things.*

"I'm gonna go take a look at this and see if I can figure anything more out. Let me know if anything changes with Con. I'll be back up soon to check on him."

*Angel heads out of the room with the small vial. Finding a quiet courner of Con's table to work.*

*Katie grins as her cheeks turn a slight shade of pink. Oh how Kyle was a flirt. It please that Kyle seemed intrested in her work and not scaired away by it. Thats not what many people would feel. Most would be intimanated with Katie.*

"Well I would have to say more time spend with you would be a good thing."

*Katie eyes sparkle as looks into Kyles. Finally looking away and thinking about Con.*

"Well, I am sure everyone at TJY knows about Con now and Everyone back in Texas since Angel is here but other than that no one alse knows. Its hard sometimes we cant always run to the hospetal and get help, they will ask to many questions and thats no good. Thats Rick, Angel they have to be the best. But even being the best isent enough when you dont have the right tools to go along with it. I always though about raising money for Angel, and even Rick and try to get some better equipment for them. I just wouldent know where to start ya know."

*Katie looks at Kyle again this time not being able to look away. How she liked spending time with him. She felt so comfortable, like she new him all her life and nothing she would say could change how he looked at her. His eyes, His smile....everying fit him well. His voice like music to Katie's ears bringing a calming over her.*

*As Angel hears the comotion upstairs she runs faster than ever before and heads for the bathroom. Seeing Con throwing up Angel gives a small smile siting on the side of the tub she rubs Con's back.*

"Thats it Con. Let it all out. This will be over soon."

*Angel continues to sooth Con and she looks at Rick.*

" This is his body's way to geting rid of the infection, and anything alse in his system. The crackers wernt the only thin he had to eat remember yesterday Jamie said she gave him soup, that could of been siting in his tummy."

*Angel puts her wrist to Con forhead, and check his pulse.*

"His vitles are ok. If he dosent stop within the hour than we should worry I think."

*As Con starts to throw up Jamie jumps up off the bed leting Jason and Rick take Con to the bathroom. Working fast Jamie changes the sheets and pillow cases laying down fresh crisp linen. Slowly Jamie sits down in a chair in the badroom and waits leaning her head aganst the wall.*

Getting it out

Rick agrees with Angel, and sends Jason downstairs to get some crackers and water to see if they can get anything into Con.

When Jason returns minutes later, they get Con to sit up just a little, and try to feed him. Con would have resisted, had he not been too weak to fight, and lamely accepts the help, eating and drinking just a little. Finally tired of trying though, he wants to take no more, and Rick relents, not wanting to rile him up any more.

Con sinks down under his blankets, losing his any amount of alertness as a state of sleep takes over his mind, while his body’s battle rages.

Jason takes to a chair in the corner, keeping his eyes on his friend, finally his emotions beginning to stir. Though he may have never accepted people’s friendships in past years, looking back, he knew now that Con had done his best to be a friend to Jason. No matter what, he’d always been there, whether he’d been keeping Jason out of trouble, or trying to get him to have fun apart from work…Con had come to mean a lot to Jason, and seeing him in this state now was enough to bother him.

He thought back to telling Laura earlier what was happening. She’d immediately wanted to come, but Jason had insisted she stay at work, not wanting her to get even more upset at seeing Con this way. The look on her face had been pure fear…she and her brother were close, and Jason knew that Laura would not handle it well if she lost him.

Sighing, Jason leans down to rest his face in his hands. For the first time in a long time, he felt alone. There were others here…but Con was failing, Laura was back at TJY, Austin was in Texas……and Katie was with Kyle.

A tap on his shoulder startles him and he looks up to see Rick holding an apple out to him. “If you think I forgot about you, you’re crazy. Don’t make me have to look after you too.”

Jason offers a wry grin and accepts the apple. “Thanks.”

“Yeah.” Rick sighs and looks around the room, grabbing yet another blanket to throw over Con, then moves to the thermostat. “Angel, it’s worth a try. I can’t think of much else, and maybe sweating it out of him will work.”


Clint wanders from the garage as he takes a break, and wipes his greasy hands on a rag. He looks around the ranch yard, noting the quietness. It had seemed that ways since Angel had left, with the news of Con. …Con had really become part of the ranch after spending so much time there, so it wasn’t surprising that most here were concerned for him.

It was almost strange to Clint though…he saw so many people sitting alone or together, quiet…he knew they were praying. He’d even seen Mick in the barn with his head bowed in silence… his own uncle, of all people. Clint had been genuinely impressed with the changed he’d seen in Mick since he’d accepted Jesus. He still remembered seeing Mick be baptized, and could still feel the slight confusion, though he hadn’t dared to ask anyone any questions yet. Not long ago, Clint would have thought the whole thing was silly…but he couldn’t deny that his uncle had truly changed…and that was enough to make him wonder if there really was something to this God thing after all.

Clint passes the mess hall, glancing in the window to see Jeff and Eric at one of the tables with their heads bowed. How their behavior intrigued him.

While prayers in Texas are lifted up, so too in Nevada. Laura rests her head on her arms atop her desk, the tears silently streaming down her face. No matter how Jason had tried not to make her worry, she had seen that look in his eyes…she knew that this was a life or death situation, and she feared the worst. Her mind tried to imagine what it would be like if she lost her brother, but she blocks the images, too frightened to think of them. She couldn’t lose Con…he was her stability…he always had been. “Dear God…please heal him… There’s so much more he can do… Don’t take him away from us…not now, not like this…please… Only You can heal him…”


Kyle smiles a little as he listens to Katie while they receive their food. “Sounds like a neat bunch of people. Must be hard, never knowing what’s around the bend, working at a place like TJY.”

He takes a bite of chicken. “Mmm…you were right. This is good.” He gestures casually with his fork. “So…you said earlier that Con was poisoned…do other people know about it, or do you keep something like that under wraps?”
He shrugs. “I think it’s cool what you do…being a bodyguard and all. And besides that…” He lifts his eyes as they twinkle with a bit of mischief. “…If Jason wants you along when JetStream plays, then I’ll get to spend more time with you.”


Con’s eyes fly open. He’s drenched in sweat, the temperature in the room very warm, and the blankets acting to intensify the heat. He feels like he’s received a kick to the gut, and doubles over in pain, wincing against the sudden lurch to his stomach.

Rick is on his feet and next to him in an instant. “Con…what is it?”

Con doesn’t respond, but can’t hold down the little food he was given earlier as his stomach revolts, throwing it up.

“Aw great.” Rick throws back Con’s bedsheets, taking hold of him. “Jason, help me get him up and into the bathroom NOW. Jamie, strip his bed and get some clean sheets in here.”

They barely get Con to the bathroom in time before Con’s stomach lets go again. He slumps to the floor as Rick holds his head, patiently waiting for the next violent surge.

Rick’s mind reels. “I don’t understand…food shouldn’t have bothered him, and besides that, he hasn’t had enough for all this.” He grows more concerned as Con continues to vomit. He puts a hand to Con’s forehead, raising his eyebrows slightly. “I don’t think he’s got a fever anymore though…Angel, that cold bath and following heat must have done the trick as far as that goes…” He thinks for a moment and glances up to her. “Could it be that after his fever broke, his system is now flushing itself out?” He frowns as Con’s convulsions continue. “Even if that’s it though, he can’t take much more of this.”

You can call it TJY

*Angel smiles at Rick as she tends to Con.*

"Being a Doc can be a pritty scarie thing at times. Even for me who had been doing it for a while. I still dont know everything there is to know, but with every pashent I see I learn alittle bit more and I know with the grace of God He'll see me though no matter the outcome and as long as I do everything I can thats my job is complete. There is nothing we cant over come. Sometimes even I need alittle more help and someone alses knowlage. If you ever need help with something at TJY, feel free to ask me. It might be easyer knowing another person out there knows your story and can help."

*After Jason gets back Angel helps get Con into the bathroom. Leting him just relax in the tub she asks Jason to stay with him. About even 5 min for a half hour Angel is in and out to check Con's temp. Finally when Rick emerges the last time Angel is releaved that Con's temp is down enough to be taken out of the ice water. After Con is back in bed and dress in clean dry cloths Angel puts several blankets on him for the time being to keep him warm from the cold water than probley chilled him to the bone. Standing she studys Con for a long moment thinking about what to do next.*

"We should probley try and something in his stomace, even if its just crackers. We want to try and keep something in there in hopes the poison dosent attack that next. We want to keep giving him liquids as well so he dosent dehydrate."

*Angel gives a sigh and rubs her hands over her face not sure what to do.*

"We can always try when he is a bit stronger making him work up a sweat as well. Have him walk alot around the house or turn the bedroom heat up. We might be able to sweat the poison out of his system. I dont know if it would really work, but its worth a try in my book. Other than that untill he can talk a but more and comprehend what we are saying we just have to wait, watch his vitle signs, and try to make him comfortable the best we can."

*As she turns away Angel notices Con grabing the side of his head for the 2ed time. Going over to him she gets her ear scope out and look in Con's ear.*

"This could be why Con is geting dizzy, there is a bit of blood and flued in Con's ear it looks to be a bad ear infection. Having this could be what is throwing his equlibrem off and even causing him pain. I just happend to notice he was grabing the side of his head."

*Once again Angel quickly reaches into her bag, this time pulling out a small bottle with an eye droping. Tilting Con's head she puts 3 drops in his ear and than puts a bit of cotton in it.*

"There we go...I put a bit of ear medicen in. It should sooth the pain and stop the bleeding for now. We will just have to keep and eye on it."

*Katie cant help but laugh alittle at Kyle. He was so funny, trying to talk about TJY without talking about TJY, wanting to know more, but knowing there are rules.*

" Your so cute you know that. You can call it TJY and talk about it. Just not to loud and you cant really go blirting out what we do. But you can talk about it mostly like any other job."

*Kaite smiles sweetly at Kyle.*

"Yes Con is a co-worker and since I first met him he had been like a big brother looking out for me. I met him when he first came to my Aunts ranch in Texas."

*Katie lowers her voice alittle.*

"He was Austin, Jason's grandfathers bodyguard. Con is a great guy, really sweet and caring. I call him my Big Brother all the time. And Jamie she works with me too. Herb and Mable..."

*Katie nods to the kitchen.*

"...Are her mom and dad. That how come we are so friendly with them. Once they see ya they never forget who you are. They are really sweet and Jamie picked up alot of there trates. I'll have to have you ment them both sometime. They are grat people.*

*Mable waddles over with Katie and Kyle's food.*

"Here you teo go. Enjoy the meal."

*Mable smiles down and them and walks away without saying much. The look on her face displays she is worryed about Con too.*

Temp down

Jason is quick to do as he’s told, and wastes no time in leaving to get the ice.

Rick watches Angel intently as she works. “Ya know, I went to medical school and graduated, but gave up trying to find a practice until somebody at TJY recruited me. There’s so much I just don’t know, and it scares me when I’m the only one at TJY and we can’t always run to the hospital.”

It seems to take forever, but Jason hurries as quickly as he can, returning with the ice. He helps Rick get it into the tub that Jamie already filled with water, then they return for Con. It takes both of them to get him up out of bed, and most of their strength along with Angel’s to make it to the bathroom.

Con resists some, but is too weak to fight much, though it’s obvious that he’s trying to figure out what’s going on.

It takes some doing, but Rick and Jason finally get Con into the tub, trying to settle him down as he rebels against the cold water. “Come on, Con,” Jason prompts. “Take it easy. Just relax, alright?”

A half an hour goes by and Rick takes Con’s temperature again, he’s relieved to see it going down. “Okay, Con…come on, up and at em.”

Though Con is starting to grow more alert to his surroundings, it still takes both men to get him up and dressed, his tired muscles just too weak to carry himself. Back down the hall, Con tries to open his eyes, everything a blur. He starts to chill from the shock of the cold, though his headache isn’t quite as bad.

Jason cocks his head as they help him to his room again. “How you doing, Con?”

“I feel like crap,” Con mumbles. “What’s going on?”

“You’re going to be fine,” Rick assures. “Just relax.”

Con lifts one eyebrow, trying to see where he’s going, his speech slightly slurred. “If I relax any more, I’m gonna fall over.”

Jason smirks. “Tell me about it.”

He and Rick finally get Con back onto his bed where he sinks down onto his pillow, wincing as the sharp pain in his ear returns.

Rick looks to Angel and nods. “He’s still got a fever, but it’s down quite a bit and he’s talking some. He’s awfully weak...I don't know how long his fever will stay down with the poison still in his system though. What would you do now?”


Kyle grins at Mable, enjoying the chatter, and especially Herb’s add-ins. Once she’s gone, he looks back to Katie. “So…Con, huh? Let me guess…he’s a coworker at the place we don’t talk about, right?”

Ice

*Angel enters the room and shakes Ricks hand quickly before making her way to Con's bedside. Opening her bag Angel takes the flashlight and shines it into Con's eyes as she holds them open one by one. Talking to him knowing he can hear her.*

"Hey Con, Its Angel. I came to help out."

*Angel talks outloud as she looks at Con. Partly to herself and partly to the other.*

"Well he is sum what responsive even in this state he is in so thats a good sign."

*Angel moves her hand to Con's head and than to his arms and fingertips, than down to his tummy, and than his legs.*

"His cirulation is still good, and it dosent seem to be any failure in his orgens yet. We need to diffantly get his temp down though and these compress arnt working."

*Angel thinks for a long moment than turns to Jason, than Jamie.*

"Jason I want you to run to the store and buy 5 or 6 bages of ice. Jamie I need you to draw a cold bath not to full though. We need to dump the ice into it than get Con in. It should drop his temp and help him become contouse. Go hurry he cant stay in this deadly tempzone for long."

*Jamie nods and heads into the bathroom.*

*Once everyone but Rick had left the room Angel takes out a saringe and injects something into Con's arm.*

"Lets see if this works. Its something to fight infection. Maybe if we get his immune up real high he can pull through this."

*Angel looks at Rick worry corsing through her face.*

*As they enter the restront Katie waves."

"Hey Mable Hey Herb."

*Mable smiles.*

"Hey Katie."

*Herb raises his spatula and nods.*

"Heya Hero. I see they finally let ya rome around free huh?"

*Katie cant help but giggle as they make there way to the table.*

"I would sugest the stuffed chicken or the pizza. The chicken is my fav."

*Mable makes her way to the table with 2 drinks and sets them down.*

*Katie can help but let out a giggle.*

"Mable how did you know thats what I wanted?"

*Mable smiles.*

"Once you eat here I never forget."

*Mable looks at Kyle and smile.*

"Hey whos the looker, your the one kid from that band arnt you Jetstream? Your such a cutie I couldent forget that face. Katie hows that daughter of mine doing with her lovebird Con doing? I went over to Con's yesterday Jamie said he wasent feeling good but havent hurd anything since."

*Katie grows a bit solam and she speaks but raises an eyebrow at the mention of Con and Jamie being love birds. Mable was always geting her information mixed up maybe it was nothing.*

"Con's real sick right now Mable and Jamie has been staying with him. He's really not doing well at all. I"m sure he is gonna be ok Mable."

*Mable shakes her head and sighs.*

"Well I send my prayers there way. Its a shame. They looked so happy here the other day."

*Mable stakes Katie and Kyles order than starts to talk again when Herb yells from the kitchen.*

"MABLE....would you give me there order already and leave them alone. Cant you see they are on a date woman."

*Mable hurrys off as Katie lets out a hearty laugh and her face lights up.*

"Good Old Mable."

Anything

Jason hears Angel’s voice and goes to Con’s door. “Angel, hi. We’re down here.” He motions her inside. “Angel, this is Rick. Rick, Angel.”

Rick shakes her hand. “Glad to meet you.” He gestures to the bed. “Con’s not doing so hot. He was pretty restless and was fighting so much I ended up giving him a sedative to calm him down, but it’s starting to wear off.”

Con is starting to writhe again, fighting the bedsheets, his hand going back to his head as he winces.

Rick frowns. “He’s burning up, but I can’t get the fever back down. I just don’t know what else to do for him. He’s not responding to anybody…I can’t get him to come completely conscious…” He rubs a hand over his face. “Anything you can think of, I’m game to try.”


Kyle is taken by surprise by Katie’s hug, but returns it with a laugh. “Yes, off to lunch. Away we go. You and me…” he pauses, trying to think of a rhyme. “And on with the show?” He rolls his eyes. “Mom and Pop’s it is, my dear.”

Once to the restaurant, Kyle parks and helps Katie inside. The bell on the door signals their entrance, and he finds a table for them to sit at. “Mmm…been a while since I’ve been here. What would you recommend?”

Lunch

*Jamie turns and whipes the tears from her eyes. Trying to smiles.*

"I hope he will be Hotshot. I hope he will be. I cant help it...I'm just so worryed and, I've known Con for so long to see him like this just...hurts so much."

*Holding herself from crying again Jamie goes to the fridge. Grabing some coldcutes and some cheese whiping together some sandwiches.*

"Lets bring some up to Rick and see if Con can have any."

*Jamie grabs the tray and heads back upstairs.*

*Angel smiles to Wyatt as he waves to her.*

"Nice to meet you."

*Once they are the the house Angel talkes her bag and heads into the house. Looking around Angel makes her way upstairs and calls out.*

"Hello..Jason?"

*As Katie and Kyle speeds out into the parking lot Katie laughs so hard. As Katie is helped into the truck she smiles.*

"Oh wow you guys said yes. That is such good new. Jason is going to be so happy, I am so happy. Thank you Kyle thank you."

*Katie throws her arms around Kyle katie gives him a big hug, than draws away quickly.*

"TO LUNCH WE GO..."

At Con's

Jason sees Jamie leave, still a bit confused by her behavior. He stays and watches Con for a while, makes a call back to TJY, paces, and finally wanders downstairs after Jamie doesn’t come back. He finds her in the kitchen, and his curiosity turns into compassion, realizing that she’s been crying.

Sighing just a little, he comes up to her from behind and puts an arm around her shoulders. “He’ll be all right…” He hoped his voice sounded more confident than what he was really feeling. “He’s too strong to let this get him down.”


Wyatt pulls up to the familiar spot near the airport and sees that the jet has just arrived. Seeing a woman stepping down from the open door, Wyatt gets out and waves her over. “Hey, you must be Angel. I’m Wyatt Reese. I’m the one who called you…I’ll take you to Con.”

Within minutes they’re on their way to Con’s, Wyatt explaining a little bit more to Angel about what’s been going on. Pulling up to the curb, Wyatt gets out and shows Angel to the door. “He’s upstairs with Rick and I think Jason’s still here too.”


Kyle peeks his head around the corner into Katie’s room, letting a silly grin escape. “Psst… if we hurry, we can get out of here without anyone seeing it. Sergeant Nurse is gone right now.” He tiptoes into her room and takes the back of her chair, keeping his voice to a whisper. “Shh….” He steers her out the door, looks both ways, then sprints for the elevator. After a rushed ride outside to the truck, Kyle finally stops, just a little out of breath. “Alright, missy, we’re off to eat Italian food. And while we’re there, we can celebrate the fact that you know before Jason that JetStream has decided to take him on.”

On My Way

*Jamie stands not being able to talk it anymore. She walks over to Jason the life that was there not so long ago almost gone but hope still remained.*

"I hope your friend really can help."

*Jamie makes her way to the door.*

"I'm going to make us some lunch if you need me. I'll be back."

*Jamie leaves and makes her way downstairs and to the kitchen. Once there she puts her hands on the sink and leans into it puting her head down. She dident want to cry in front of everyone but she couldent help it anymore her teas just came now. Jamie just dident understand why this was happing now. Why would someone try and poison Con.*

*Angel nods and leans in giving Luke a kiss.*

"I will. Let everyone alse know whats going on for me and I will call when I can. Thank you Luke."

*Angel gives him one more hug than heads to her car. After driving for about an hour she finally makes it to the air. Once everything is taken she is escorted to the jet and takes off for the long flight to Navada.*

*Katie smiles though Kyle cant see her.*

"I'm ready now so when ever you get here I'll be ready. Hope to see ya soon Hun. Drive safe."

*Katie hangs up her phone and leans her head back in her chair closing her eyes and saying her own prayer for Con.*

Come to get you

Jason watches Jamie, his eyebrow rising. Everyone at TJY liked Con…and Jamie had been a friend of Con’s for a long time. But something seemed different. Jason hadn’t expected her to be quite this emotional. A small amount of confusion evolves from curiosity, but he says nothing.

His phone rings on his belt, and he steps outside to take it. “Yeah….oh, hi, Wyatt.” Though Jason had conversed with Wyatt several times since returning from Texas, they still hadn’t discussed all that had happened, so any conversation was just a little awkward. “Hmm? No, he’s not doing so great. Rick had to give him a sedative to calm down…. What’s that… Angel? Yeah, I know her. Oh, really? Not a bad idea. Yeah, I trust her, she’s good. …Okay, thanks for letting me know. Does Reese know all this? Alright. Do me a favor and tell him I’ll be back in when I can, but I’m gonna stick around here for a while. …Thanks again, Wyatt. Bye.”

Jason flips his phone shut and reenters the room, drawing Rick to the side. “That was Wyatt. Katie suggested he call Angel, a doctor back at the ranch in Texas. Figured it couldn’t hurt to have her take a look at Con too, and she might have some ideas.”

Rick nods. “I’ve done all I know how to do, so any help is welcomed. I just hope she gets here in time.”

Con sleeps, but his breathing is still shallow, his body still resisting the foreign agent, and fighting, despite the sedative. His arms twitch a little, his hands grabbing the bedsheets with a vice grip.


Angel’s news catches Luke off guard, but he recovers quickly. He returns her hug, then puts a hand to her face, knowing that this is something she needs to do. “Okay. Call me when you know more.”


Kyle sits up straighter in the couch, a little bit concerned, and growing more serious. “Man, I’m sorry to hear about your friend…if you’re sure you want to get out though I thought I’d swing by in about an hour. I think I know what restaurant you’re talking about. So… if you want, be ready, and I’ll come on up to get ya.”

Toes

*Jamie sits helpless watching Rick and Jason with Con. Listing to Ricks judgment on Con and his condition. As if moving not feeling anything Jamie makes her way to Con's bed and sits down on the edgh placing her hands on Con arm again Jamie bows her head and mutter a small prayer. Than oping her eyes they start to water.*

"Oh Con, you have to pull though this...You cant leave me. Not now...not when everything had become perfect."

*Angel jumps on the porch and gives Luke a hug.*

" I have to leave for Navada Luke. Its Con, someone poisoned him just like they did Jason. Con isent doing good and going down hill fast. The Doc they have there is beside himself on what to do and since they new I helped with Jason they though I could help. And I told them I would. Since Con got here we all got to know him, He's like part of the ranch family. I have to try and help him."

*Angel searches Luke's eyes knowing he would understand. Angel gives him a up again.*

*Katie picks up her phone and see its Kyle. There was that ray of sunshine again. Answering the phone Katie sounds a bit drone.*

"Hey Kyle...Ya I think I want to go to alittle Italian place not to far away. Its a hotspot for alot of people...I just hope I am am not to much of a downer...a good friend of mine someone I look at like a big brother Con was posined and he is not doing to well....geting my mind off it will be nice though."

*Katie taps her finger on her leg listoning to Kyel. Her toes wiggle alittle as she keeps taping, but dosent relize it as she talks to Kyle.*

Dosage

Rick keeps an eye on traffic as he listens to Jamie, and hears noise in the background. “Crap, it’s happening too fast…” He slams on the brakes, almost missing a stop sign. “Jamie, I won’t lie to you – Con’s in a lot of trouble. He’s been poisoned. I don’t know how, but it’s in his bloodstream. It’s similar to whatever took Jason down a while back when he was in Texas…remember hearing about that?” He pauses again to make a turn onto another street. “The poison causes an intense infection that spreads rapidly. It’ll hit any weak spot Con’s got, so I can imagine he’s in quite a bit of pain right now as many injuries as he’s had. But that’s why he’s got such a high fever – his body is trying to fight the infection.”

Rick makes another turn, glancing in his rearview mirror to ensure Jason is still behind him. “I’m on Con’s street now, Jamie. Hold on.”


Reality is a fog, and fear grips Con. Something is wrong. He needs to fight. He’s in pain…something is harming him…he can’t get away. Fighting blindly, he doesn’t even realize anymore that Jamie is with him.

Within minutes of Rick ending his call with Jamie, he and Jason are sprinting up the stairs. Seeing Con writhing in bed, Rick is quick to bark orders. “Jason, get a hold on him and keep him still. Jamie, go get a bandage for his hand.”

Jason moves quickly, winding up straddling Con and using all his strength to hold down Con’s arms in order to gain any control at all over the larger man. “Rick, I can’t hold him much longer.” He knew from experience that Con’s size was no joke – his strength matched it, making him near impossible to take down.

Rick goes for his bag, pulling out a syringe. “I didn’t want to do this, but we’ve got to get him calmed down.” He sidles in by Jason, aiming the needle at Con’s vein.

“What is it?”

“A sedative.” Rick pierces Con’s skin, keeping his eyes on the task.

Finished, it’s only moments before Con’s body begins to relax. Jason breathes a sigh of relief as he’s able to let go, and he slides off the bed.

Rick begins a thorough search of Con’s body, finally finding a small red mark on his right arm. “Mm…looks like a tiny puncture wound. I wonder if that’s it. He could have received it without even realizing it.” He shakes his head and stands up, studying Con’s sleeping figure. “I betcha anything that if Con were my size and in my shape, he’d be dead by now…which leads me to believe that whoever gave him a dose didn’t figure that in. It’s like giving a tranquilizer to a house dog versus an elephant.”

Jason grits his teeth, fighting the emotions of seeing his friend in this state. “So he’s stayed alive this long…what chance do you give him?”

Rick glances at Jamie for a moment, then back to Jason. “I don’t know. If we can’t stop the poison, it will start to affect other areas of his body. Allowed to continue, his organs will shut down on by one until his heart will finally give out.” He takes a deep breath. “But he’s made it this far, and he’s a fighter. Let’s just hope and pray that whoever did this really did misjudge the dosage, and he’ll be able to fight it off.”


Wyatt hangs up with Angel, and quickly dials his contact in Texas. “Yeah…have the jet waiting pronto. It will be Angel Lachey. …Right. Let her on and get her here as fast as you can.”

Luke is on the mess hall porch, and his eyes widen in question at Angel. He can tell from her body language that all is not well, and she’s packed, ready to leave. “Hey, where you heading? What’s wrong?”

…At the Texas airport, a small jet is ready and waiting for immediate takeoff, once its passenger arrives.



“So what do you think, guys?” Mike looks across the kitchen table at Kyle and Phil.

Kyle traces a water stain on the table with his thumb. “You first, bro.”

Phil purses his lips in thought. “Well…Jason, and Katie too, are in a pretty hefty business. I mean, finding out about their corporation itself is news, let alone knowing they work there.”

“You think it’s all true?” Mike questions.

“Yeah, I do.”

Mike nods. “Me too. It’s pretty amazing, but unless I’ve lost all sense of judgment, Jason and Katie aren’t the types to lie, especially about things as major as they talked about.”

“Sounds like they’ve both had it pretty rough,” Kyle adds.

“I think you’re right.” Mike sighs. “So…other than this TJY place being kept a secret, basically having Jason on the band would be like having any other law enforcement with us. If he’s got someone after him, it’s no different than having a cop who’s put a crook in jail.”

“That’s the conclusion I came to,” Phil agrees. “If we knew a cop who we wanted to join us, it would be the same thing.”

Kyle nods. “Which also applies to if he has to skip out to be on some case.” He shrugs. “If that ever happened, we could manage. Emergencies happen to anyone, even us.”

Mike allows a pause in the conversation, as they think. “Apparently Jason has had it rough enough that he’s got some problems deal with some of his past.”

Kyle looks down, knowing he can relate just a little bit. “Well…he can’t help that. He said he’d been abducted…I mean…wow…that’s heavy. He didn’t go into details, but being taken by a stranger…for over a year…that’s enough to mess anyone up.”

“What did you think about Katie’s comment regarding us being a Godsend?” Mike asks.

Kyle smiles just a little. “I’d say we succeeded in our mission…and maybe God did bring us together…we all know everything happens for a reason. Katie…and Jason too…they both have had it so rough that…I don’t want to sound like we’re ‘all that,’ but maybe the band gives them something to look forward to. I mean, we’re a crazy bunch, no doubt.”

All three of them laugh as Kyle continues. “Maybe that’s what they needed, ya know? I don’t want to be proud, but I wouldn’t want to think God never used us, either.”

The men grow quiet again before Phil speaks. “So…even if having Jason around wouldn’t be much different than law enforcement…do we want that risk? Do we want ourselves to be targets? Or our families?”

Mike swallows hard. He’d already lost so much to the hands of an enemy. But right now, it was all gone. What else did he have to lose? “I’m not scared by it.”

Kyle nods knowingly. “I don’t think I am either. If…well, if it was God’s plan to bring us together, you think He’s not going to protect us? We shouldn’t just go in blinding ourselves to fact, but even Jason said there would be someone to keep an eye out…probably Katie.”

“Anything could happen to any of us anywhere,” Phil concludes. “If we’re at an event where there’s a judge who put someone away, there could be a driveby shooting that had nothing to do with us, and we could get hurt. For that matter, any of us could get up in the morning, fall down the stairs and kill ourselves before the day is up. I’m not convinced we should say no to this because of the danger… Kyle, I like what you said… if this is God’s doing, He’s not going to let us down.” He gives a little a laugh. “And brother, you’ve got a good voice, but man…”

Kyle grins. “Jason can sing, can’t he?”

“And play the guitar,” Mike adds. He looks at the other two. “So does this mean we’ve come to a decision?”

Kyle and Phil nod. “All we need is a final ‘yes’ from Jason.”


Not much later, Kyle flops down into the couch in his and Phil’s living room, phone in hand. He glances at the piece of paper in his hand and dial’s Katie, knowing nothing of the emergency going on in that other part of the world. “Hey, KT! You decide where you wanted to eat or what?”

Ya

*As Jamie trys to hold Con's arms down from flying about she also trys to whipe the blood from the back of his hand.*

"Mmmm...well...his pulce is racing you can see by the way he is breathing...*more noises can be heard in the background.*...Con....He keeps trying to push me away and wont let me help him. I dont think he relizes its me.....uh huh....ya he keeps grabing at the side of his head like he is in pain.....he looks like he hurts so bad."

*Jamie cant help it anymore as her tears break free as see Con in so much pain. Breathing in deep she trys to stay clam.*

"What happing to him Rick. This isent just a cold."

*As Angel holds the phone in her office her face pales just alittle. Not Con...how could this happen. Angel dident know who Wyatt was or if she could even trust him, but the ergncy in his voice told her she could.*

"Ya I will.... Give me an hour to get some stuff together and let everyone know fast whats going on....ok...ok...Thank you Wyatt I'll be ready."

*After hanging up the phone Angel grabs her Bag and takes some stuff from the office she thinks she will need. Also grabing stuff she might not need but its better to be safe than sorry when holding someone's life in your hands. After finished in the office Angel heads into her room and grabs some clothing stuffing them into her suitcase. If she needed more than that she could buy it once in Navada. Finsihing up she shuts the lights off and makes a dash for the messhall knowing everyone will be gathering there for lunch.*

Asking

Con fights off Jamie’s attempts to help, no longer realizing the reality around him. Swinging his arm, it hits the lamp on his nightstand, sending it off the edge and crashing to the floor. The back of his hand bleeds from a cut he received, but he doesn’t react to the new pain.

Rick answers his phone as he’s getting into his car. “I’m coming, Jamie, I’m coming. Just stay calm, alright?” He starts the engine and sees Jason sprinting for his bike. “Jason and I are on our way right now. Just hang in there. What’s happening?”

Wyatt jots down Angel’s name on a piece of paper. “Rick just left again, but I’m going to call her right now. At this point, I think Rick is gonna need all the help he can get, and if it’s as bad as Jason, we don’t have a lot of time to work with here. Thanks, Katie…I’ll talk to you soon.” He hangs up and immediately dials Angel’s office at the ranch.
“Hi, Angel? My name is Wyatt, I’m over in Nevada at TJY. I would have gone through Austin, but there’s not much time. Con’s out here and he’s been poisoned with a different strain of what took Jason down a while back. Our in-house doctor doesn’t know what to do, and Katie suggested I call you… If you’re willing to come, I can call the airport to have a private jet standing by to fly you in. I know this is sudden but…would you?”

Help

*Jamies eyes open with shock at Con. She trys her best to hold Con down Before he hurts himself*

"Con Stop....Con.."

*As hard as she trys she cant though Con is just to strong. Still trying to hold Con Jamie dials on her phone.*

"RICK....*noises can he hurd in the backaround.* RICK YOU NEED TO GET HERE FAST BRING JASON...SOMETHING IS...CON STOP....SOMETHING IS HAPPING TO CON PLEASE HURRY...."

*Katie eyes widen...memories of when Jason was in the hospetal flash in her mind. How they almost lost him.*

"No..this cant be happping not now."

*Katie's mind reels....there was one person that might help. Rick was a city doc, did things by the book and dident try new things. But this one person....she might be the key.*

"Wyatt you need to get a hold of Angel Lachey. She lives with my Aunt in Texas. She could probley help. She was there with JT when Jason was in the hospetal. She isent your normel City Doc, She is a small country on but she knows was she is doing and she is amazing. I know she can Help Con Wyatt I just know it."

Fighting

Con’s breathing becomes shallow, and he numbly drinks a little bit of water, but shakes his head at the mention of food. He doesn’t know when he’s ever resisted food, but right now, it’s the furthest thing from his mind.

He begins to drift in and out of consciousness, dreams beginning to torment his mind. Pictures of the past…strong emotions felt. Fear. Dread. Anger. He hears gunshots…he feels the wounds all over again, reliving past years in the field. He sees again the horror faced of fights and war on the streets he’d tried so hard to end. He sees friends and family, pained by choices and circumstances…his choices…his circumstances.

Con begins to writhe in bed, now no longer waking, but beginning to shake from chills and shock. He pulls off the towel and kicks off the blankets, fighting anything and everything. His hand goes to the side of his head as he resists the pain.


Jason follows Rick back out of the lab. “I’m coming with you.”

“Suit yourself. You might want to call Laura too.”

Laura…Jason hadn’t even thought about that. “I’ll meet you at Con’s.” He heads for Laura’s desk.


Wyatt smiles at the sound of Katie’s voice. “Alright, I’ll tell Ty. He, um…told me you might be working with him a little on reading. I think that’s great.” He looks up as Jason and Rick hurry past. “Katie, hang on a sec.” After finding out the details, Wyatt resumes his conversation, his tone changed to concerned. “Jason and Rick just passed, they’re going over to Con’s. Sounds like he’s not doing well at all – they don’t know how, but he’s been poisoned with a similar substance that got Jason in such bad shape…Rick doesn’t know what he’s going to do.”

Con

*As Jamie feels Con move her sits up. Placing her hand on his face she feels he is still warm.*

"I'm here Con. I'm here...let me rewet these towles."

*Jamie leaves the room grabing fresh towles and geting them wet. How she wished Con was going to be ok. He couldent leave her now. A tear falls from Jamies face. Whiping it away she heads back to Con's room. She had to be strong. She wouldent crack now. Taking away the old towles Jamie places the new one.*

"Here Con drink some more water. Are you hungry at all? Try and stay Calm. I'm here with you sweetheart."

*KAtie smiles at Wyatt's voice.*

"Hey You. Sorry I messed you guys yesterday....tell Ty not to be silly and stop by anytime. He wont be bothering me though I might make him take me out....ya I cant wait to go home...ya...Any word on Con yet?"

Poison

Jason is just a little surprised as Katie takes his hand, but he gives it slight squeeze before turning to go. “Sleep well,” he whispers, and turns to go.


Con is too weak to resist any help, and simply accepts Jamie’s nursing. He tries to wake up and clear the fog from his mind, but it seems an impossible task. He finally just gives up, settling back on his pillow.

His eyes still closed, he feels Jamie’s form next to him, and finally her head resting on his shoulder. His arm automatically moves to wrap around her as he tries to reassure her, despite being unable to make any words form…


Rick barely takes time to throw his car in park before jumping out and sprinting for the TJY door, bag in hand.

Jason is just locking his helmet to his bike when he sees Rick. “Hey, what’s the hurry?”

Rick simply yells over his shoulder. “Con’s in a bad way. Gotta check a blood sample.”

Jason’s heart skips a beat and he immediately runs after Rick, following him into the building. “What do you mean he’s in a bad way? Jamie checked on him yesterday – I assumed no news was good news.”

“Yeah, well, I don’t care about yesterday.” Rick waits impatiently for the elevator to stop. “It was Jamie who found him this morning and called me. Con’s got a dangerously high fever and he’s barely responsive.”

“And you don’t think he’s just got a bug?”

Rick pauses just a moment as the elevator doors open, to look at Jason. “Since when have you seen Con sick, let alone sick enough not to work?”

“Never.”

“That’s what worries me. The only times I’ve ever treated him were for bullet and knife wounds, and even then he was rearing to go before I’d even released him.” Rick quickly makes his way across the main floor with Jason close behind. Both hardly take time to greet anyone. Once in Rick’s quarters, he goes to the small adjoining lab, retrieving the blood sample and donning a pair of rubber gloves.

Jason watches intently, worried at seeing Rick so concerned. He simply stays and waits.

Rick works with the equipment available in the lab, eventually getting the sample under a microscope. It takes only a few moments for Rick to sit up straight. “Oh, no.” He moves to a filing drawer and begins flipping through files at a rapid rate.

Jason steps closer. “What? What is it?”

Rick ignores the question and finally pulls out a file with Jason’s name on it.

Jason raises an eyebrow. “What are you doing? What did you find?”

Rick sits back down to look in the microscope and jots a few notes, then turns to a readout of the blood analysis. Taking it, he opens the file, scrounging for a certain paper. Finding it, he compares the two readouts.

Jason moves a little closer, genuine concern taking over. “Rick…what is it?”

Finally Rick moves his chair away from the lab counter and looks up at Jason, worry filling every part of his face. “Con’s been poisoned. It’s a different strain of the same poison that put you in a coma and almost killed you.”

The blood drains from Jason’s face. “What…how…what can we do?”

Rick throws his arms in the air. “What could they do for you?”

“Nothing.”

Rick’s jaw tightens. “The poison probably would have killed Con in the night, had he not been so strong to begin with, let alone his body size helps. His body resisted it, and the poison found a way to come out, mimicking the flu.”

“So what are you saying? There’s nothing we can do?”

“I don’t know!” Rick stands with frustration.

Jason looks at him, still in shock. “Well we need to get him to the hospital then.”

“We can’t.”

“What do you mean we can’t?”

“We’ve already got one person in the hospital,” Rick reasons in exasperation. “If we show up with another patient, let alone one who’s been poisoned, we’ll immediately be under suspicion and TJY’s security will be in danger. You know that’s the way it works – it always has.”

Jason scowls at him. “So what? We just let Con die?”

“I don’t know!” Rick begins to pace. “Even if we did take him to the hospital, Jase, they couldn’t do anything for him. JT himself couldn’t find a cure for you.”

“Well then how come I didn’t die?”

“You tell me.” Rick looks at him with sternness to mask his own worry. “Take a look at your own files and you tell me. No one could explain it, Jase. God’s intervention is the only thing that could have saved you.”

Jason swallows hard, trying not to let his emotions take over. He didn’t want Katie to worry. “…And you don’t think that will happen with Con?”

“Who are we to say?” Rick turns and starts busying himself with preparations.

“What are you doing?”

“The only thing I can do. I’m gonna get an IV over to Con so he gets some nourishment in his body. This poison has created an infection throughout his whole body, which is why he’s got a fever. His body is trying to fight it. The poison will attack the weakest spots he’s got, and I need to be there if that happens. And then I’m going to do what everyone else does…wait.”


Con winces as he wakes up, his head throbbing, and his mouth feeling as though he’s been chewing on cotton balls. A sharp pain surges through his left ear and he squirms, feeling the sweat run down the side of his face. Dream after dream runs through his mind, and reality becomes fuzzy. He can hardly make out anything in the bedroom, and fights to try and sit up. “Jamie?” he whispers hoarsely in desperation. Moving, a wave of dizziness hits him, and he falls back to his pillow, his pulse racing.


Wyatt hears his phone and he sees it’s Katie. Grabbing it, he tries to go through the files on his desk, while keeping an eye on what’s going on around him. “Hey, good morning, Sunshine.”

Its gonna be ok

*Katie slightly opens her eyes as she feels Jason's finger on her arm. A smile forms on her lips as she looks up at Jason.*

"Have a good day at work. I'll see ya in a bit."

*Katie takes Jason's hand and holds it for a moment. Than lets it go drifting off to sleep again.*

*An hour goes by and Katie wakes again. The light streming into the window. Katie sits up and strechs. Calling nurse in to help her into her wheelchair Katie gets ready for the day. Coming out of the bathroom Katie sees the not from Wyatt on her table and smiles pulling her phone out and dialing his number.*

*Jamie nods to Rick as her palse quickens for a new reson. Fear had a way of taking a hold of people. After Rick leaves Jamie goes to get the towles wet again and some water for Con returning in minutes.*

"Con drink this."

*Jamie helps tilt Con's head up and puts the cup to his lips. After he takes a few sips Jamie places it on the night stand climbing on the other side of Con's bed she sits up flicking on the TV and holding his hand. Finding something to watch Jamie puts the remote down.*

"Its gonna be ok Con, your strong you can pull through this."

*Jamie scoots down on the bed and puts her arm around Con as she rests her head on Con's shoulder. Eye her become tired as she drifts to sleep.*

Stay here

Jason glances over to Katie, and seeing she’s asleep, he shuts off the movie and rolls over to try and find sleep himself. His eyes find her sleeping form, and he replays the evening. It had been a lot of fun, sharing the time not only with JetStream, but with Katie too. It was perfect… would they have more of that time? What would the band decide?


Jason rustles around in his bag, having already gotten up and dressed. He’d much rather hang around here with Katie than go into work, but Reese had already given him enough breaks, that he wasn’t about to push it any more at the moment.

As he sits down to lace up his boots, he notices a piece of paper that had evidently fallen to the floor from one of the beds the evening before. Picking it up, he scans it to see what it is.

Hey Katie. Ty and I stopped by, but evidently you were out. We just wanted to say hi. Ty said to tell you he was sorry for not coming by when he said he would, but he knew you’d been having a rough time and didn’t want to bother you. (he’s on night shift with Hal now and doing well, by the way). I heard Jason was back but didn’t see him at work yesterday – tell him hi.
I might swing by again after work if you’re around.
Need anything, be sure to call.
-Wyatt

Jason quirks an eyebrow, and folds it back up, setting it on Katie’s bedside table. He pulls on his leather jacket, stuffs his gloves in his back pocket and makes sure he has his wallet and keys. He pauses for a moment by Katie’s bed, reaching down to run a finger on her arm. “Hey, sleepy. I’m heading to work. I’ll be back around lunch.”


Con barely knows what’s going on as Jamie comes to him. He fumbles, trying to get himself up, but knows he’s putting most of his weight on her. Just getting back into bed, spends what little energy he’d had left.

His eyes closed, he hears Jamie’s voice and feels the cool cloth. He feels her hand in his, and gives it a gentle squeeze, though no words seem to want to form in his mouth. He’s just tired…so tired…

Rick takes Jamie’s call on his cell phone as he’s driving to work, but is quick to make a turn and head straight to Con’s. He’s there within minutes, grabbing his bag from the trunk and sprinting up the porch steps. “Jamie?!” He calls into the house.

He instinctively heads upstairs and sees the open door to Con’s room. Entering, his eyes widen. “Good land.”

Rick feels Con’s forehead and checks his pulse, a frown forming on his face. “I’ve never even treated him for a head cold before. Something’s not right.” He opens Con’s eyes, shining a light in them, and checks his mouth and throat. “Con, can you hear me? Do you hurt anywhere?”

Con barely opens one eye and nods lamely. “Everywhere,” he manages to whisper.”

“Have you eaten or drank anything? Taken any meds?”

Con slowly shakes his head. “Not…since yesterday…”

Rick purses his lips, his brow furrowing as he studies Con. He takes a needle from his bag and preps a place on Con’s arm. “Steady now, Con. This is gonna sting. I’m gonna draw some blood.”

Con grits his teeth and doesn’t even flinch as the needle pricks his vein.

Rick finishes quickly, and turns to Jamie. “I’m going to get this to the lab for testing. In the meantime, I want you to stay here with him. Try to get some clear liquids in him, and keep giving him the cold compacts to try and get his temperature down. If he gets worse or anything changes, call me immediately. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

Help

*Katie giggles at Kyle as he leaves. Snuggling under her covers the night proves to have been a long one.*

"We can watch a movie but I dont think I will stay up to long."

*Katie cant help but laugh. Finally as the hours go by Katie falls fast asleep. a smile on her lips.*


*As Jamie wakes she lets out a long yawn. She had stayed pritty late lastnight to finish up her work like promised Reese and even got some stuff for today done as well. Witch was good. Jamied wanted to head over and see how Con was doing before heading in anyways. Katie gets out of bed and heads into the shower. After geting out and heading downstairs Jamie grabs some stuff to make Con a breakfest and heads out. Moment later Jamie is pulling into Con driveway Jamie sences something is wrong. Con should be up by now. Keeping her gun close to her she gets out of the car and slowly enter the house. Everything was quiet....to quiet Jamie thinks than laughs to herself. Slowly walking around the house nothing seems out of place. Maybe Con as just sleeping still. Making her way slowly upstairs Jamie knocks on Con's door and slowly opens it hoping Con was decent. Jamies eyes widen as Con is laying on the floor. Rushing in Jamie slids down next to him.*

"Con...oh Con what happend."

* Feeling his head he is burning up again. Running out of the room Jamie grabs some towles to do the same thing she did yesterday. Coming back she gains a strength she dident know she had and helps Con back into bed before grabing her cell and calling Rick.*

"RICK ITS JAMIE. YOU NEED TO GET TO CON'S HOUSE NOW. SOMETHING IS WRONG. I THINK ITS MORE THAN A COLD. PLEASE HURRY!"

*Jamie closes her phone and goes back to Con siting down next to him on the bed taking his hand.*

" Its ok Con, Rick is on his way."

*She gently runs her hand on his face and whipes the towl across his heated skin. Her tummy having new nots of fear.*

"Please God Help Con. Dont let me lose him already.*