Days in motion

Carson remains quiet the rest of the evening, numbly accepting being taken care of, and not responding to much. He hardly touches any supper and winds up falling asleep, or at least appearing asleep as night falls. By morning, he is awake but still and quiet, having withdrawn even more during the night to avoid the darkness that taunted him.


Laura sighs and picks up her things, ready to leave for the night. She'd noticed Nate hadn't come back - that was probably a good thing, though a part of her was just a little worried. He had been acting very peculiar.
Finally leaving TJY, she heads to Jamie's to spend the evening with Jamie and Con before sacking out in the spare bed, Con remaining on the couch.


Jason flops down on the couch at Con's, staring up at the dark ceiling. It felt strange not to be at the hospital with Katie tonight. He'd stopped by her place just briefly on his way back from band practice to make sure everything was okay, then had come over here. Habits were hard to break...he missed being able to see Katie and know she was alright.

It was late, and it doesn't take Jason long to fall asleep, though he's restless.

.............

"See you later." Con watches from the kitchen table as his sister leaves for the day, and takes another sip of his coffee. It was strange knowing Laura was on her way back to work, and he still hadn't wanted to return to TJY yet.

He turns to Jamie and cocks his head, remembering what he'd been meaning to ask her. "Hey, that fundraiser for the hospital is tomorrow...I'm gonna go to see Kat and see that band Jason's in. You want to go?"


"Yo, Katie!" Jason pounds on the front door, a teasing smile on his lips, the extra helmet tucked under his arm. "Taxi's here!" He hadn't told her he'd be there this morning, but knew she liked the motorcycle, and being her first day back to work, he wanted to make it as enjoyable as possible.


Laura sets down the vase of flowers and the card that everyone had signed on Katie's desk, smiling. It would be so nice to have Katie back again. It just hadn't been the same without her, and everyone had missed her.

She sighs and aims for her own desk, not being able to help but glance in the direction of Nate's desk. Her instincts kicked in and she wanted to call him to make sure he was alright this morning...but properness held her back. If he didn't come in in a few hours, she'd have Jason call him instead. It was only right, and she didn't want to give Nate the wrong impression.


Carson opens one eye and sweeps the room with a glance, stopping at the clock on the wall. Finally, it was morning. He must have fallen asleep at some point. Though he wasn't sure that having another day was something to be glad about. He rolls over on his side and tucks his hands under his pillow, feeling just about as miserable as he did the day before, only worse now that his wrists were so sore. His eyes drift shut again, even though his sleep is over. He knows if he's physically capable, that he'll be put back in the cell today. Even if he talked more, they'd put him there...not that there was anywhere else to go, but it was an unpleasant thought nonetheless.

Sleep

*Katie gives Kyle a hug back grinning at yet another Nickname.*

"Will do. You let Jen know after I make a fool of myself onstage I'll be joining her to watch you guy."

*Katie waves as the guys pull away a smile on her face. As Henry rubs aganst her legs purring.*

"Well you hynis I am glad you like them too."

*Katie giggles as she beds down to pet Henry disapering into her room to watch some TV.*

*Once Nate gets home he heads inside. Looking around he cant find Maggie. She must be out with Janet witch dident seem odd it was the middle of the day. Leaving a note on the counter it reads.*

"Dear Maggie,
I left work early wasent feeling to week. When you get home can you come up and check on me and wake me up. I want to spend some time with my sweet sister before I head back. I love you lots.
-Nathan"

*Nate makes his way up the steps starting to feel dizzy again. Finally making it to his bed room he dosent even bother to take his cloths or shoes off. As soon as his head hits the pillow he is out like a light.*

*Misty shakes her head and rolls her eyes a bit. Going over to a locked she pulls out her keys and opens it. Pulling out a backage and relocks the cubard and gets a paper cup filling it with water. Than returns to Carson's side.*

"Here ya go take this. It will probley make you a bit tired but thats ok. You need your rest. Dont worry I'll watch over and protect you while you sleep."

*Misty smiles softly down at Carson pulling the blanket over him.*

...

Kyle takes the coin, a grin at the corner of his mouth. In a surprising move, he gives Katie a hug. “Thanks, KT. Jen will appreciate this.” He pulls away, offering a small smile. “See you soon. And tell that boyfriend of yours to get his butt in gear to practice before he makes a fool out of himself on stage.” He throws her a wink and turns to join the other two on their way outside.


Jason shakes his head as he watches Nate leave, and sinks down behind his desk. That had been…interesting. Nate really must be out of it. He had half a mind not to let him go home by himself, but he knew it wasn’t worth the fight.

Laura looks up from her desk just in time to see Nate leaving. She was a little worried about him…he really must not have been feeling well at all. Hopefully he’d go home and get some sleep…maybe he wouldn’t even remember this little episode… Laura turns her gaze back to her computer, trying to concentrate, a strange feeling in her stomach.


Carson just can’t believe what Misty is saying. He pulled, he pushed, he complained, he insulted, and she didn’t leave. He simply didn’t know how to respond anymore. He was too irritated to agree, and too tired to fight back.

He lets his one leg slide down and turns his head the other direction. “Got any pain killers around here?”

Coin

*Misty's sassy eyes smile her fire still flaming as a grain forms on her lips.*

"Trouble is my middle name and I am ready for it. If I get hurt its nothing I havent felt with before. Leting it go let alone you...NEVER. Sorry but when I set my eyes on something I want, I'll get it and I'll keep it forever no matter the consaquences. I do look out for myself thats why I'm not leting you go. I want you for myself."

*Misty eyes cant help but laugh and dance more, her emotions the words she was speaking at this moment were so strong. Where was this coming from. Misty was diging up words and feeling from the bottom of her soul words she never would of though about spreaking in the past.*

"Jason IS wrong Carson, and thats the bottom line. Dont bother arguing with me it wont do you any good. Just accept that I am right."

*Nate cringes for a moment as he takes a sip of the water and stands slowly.*

"Does that mean I really did kiss her?"

*Nate brings a hand to his head.*

"Con is going to kill me. I'm going home before I do anything alse stupid. Call me if you need me and I'll be back in a few hours."

*Nate exits the office and heads across the floor his face red trying his best not to look in the direction of Laura. Disapreaing into the elavator Nate heads for his car and than home.*

*Katie puts an arm around Kyle seeing his emotions for his sister. Katie's heart acks.*

"Well I'd like to bring alittle bit of happyness to Jen on this rough day. "

*Katie reaches into her pocket and pulls out something that resembles a silver coin. Taking Kyles hand in her she places the item. Its a coin about the size of a half dollar. On one side are 2 hands praying and on the other it says "God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot changes, Ciurage to change the things I can, and wisdom to know the differnce."*

"My mom gave the to me when she was sick in the hospetal along time ago. Many times it braught me comfort. Feeling it in my pocket. I remembered happy time and it helped me through. Now I would like to pass it on to Jen and the only request I have that when she no longer needs it she will pass it on to someone who does. Please if you guys need anything let me know."

A face like mine

Carson’s jaw muscles show his tension as Misty speaks, his eyes dark and lonely. “Why don’t you just accept the fact he’s right, Misty? I mean come on. You know good and well I deserve worse than that cell.” He pauses, giving a slight sigh of disgust. “Just let it go. Anyone concerned with me is gonna get hurt in the long run, and you need to look out for yourself for once instead of defending me. All you’re gonna do is get yourself in trouble, and I’m not worth it.”


Jason smirks at Nate and gives him a light slap upside the head. “I don’t know where your brain is. You passed out in front of that so-called angel of yours. It would have been rather amusing had you not looked like death warmed over.”

He hands Nate the glass of water. “I’ve already taken care of talking to Misty, and Laura went running down the hall screaming, so my advice to you is go home and get some sleep before you make a fool out of yourself again. Unless you like waking up to a face like mine.”


Kyle strokes under Henry’s chin and chuckles. He ignores Katie’s question for just a moment, but finally answers her. “Jen’s alright. She just had a rough day is all.” He sighs and turns Henry over to let him back down to the floor. “She said to tell you that she hated not being able to come, but that she’d see you at the fundraiser.”

Angel

*Misty slowly puts the IV back into Carson ignoring his eyes of defiance. Unwraping his wrists and puing pressure on them again to stop them from bleeding than wraping them again.*

"Dont play tough guy with me Carson, you need to stay in bed till those are healed or they are gonna keep tearing. If you need water or anything just ask and I will be more than happy to get it for you."

*Misty stands with Carson for a long moment.Thinking, continplating. Carson's eyes showed she was back at squear one again.*

"Carson I know you over hurd what Jason said. And you might think what he said is true, but its not Carson. Its not. You might try and push me away like I know you will but I WONT go away. You have my word and promise on that. Now matter what I wont be pushed away."

*Nate's eyes flutter and than open looking around trying to figure out what was going on. Looking up at Jason stairing at him Nate smiles.*

"I fell asleep looking at an angel and I wake up to you...what a crule crule world. What happend?"

"Anytime guys. I love the company."

*Katie smiles at she watches Kyle the other two guys already out of the house. Katie walks over to Nate and reaches out peting Henry on the head.*

"This little bugger took to me as soon as he first saw me. Laura says he likes me more than her now. He was happy to see I was home."

*Katie looks up at Kyle her consern returning to her.*

"Kyle, if you dont mind me asking. Whats wrong with Jen? You said she wasent feeling good and made it sound like nothing, but your eyes and emotions tell me something differnt. Jen's a close friend to me and I'd like to know what is wrong. If you cant tell me."

Tough guy

Jason rolls his eyes as Misty goes back into the infirmary. Why did things have to be so difficult? All they needed was a little bit of cooperation...

Signing, he turns to go.


Carson looks to Misty, his eyes threatening, don’t tell me what to do. For a moment, he refuses to move. Something in her tone though, persuades him to obey, and he grudgingly turns to go sit back to the bed.

He sits with one leg stretched out on the bed, the other knee tucked up near his chest, lamely allowing Misty to work on him, as he says nothing.



Not even having time to react, Laura’s eyes widen, her cheeks immediately turning crimson as Nate’s lips touch hers. She stares at him in shock at his words, her mouth open in astonishment. She tries to say something, but her voice seems to have fled.

Before she can even recover, she jumps as Nate passes out in front of her. “Good heavens, Nate! You are an idiot!”

Spying Jason down the hall she calls out to him. “Jason! Get over here and help me, would you?”

Jason looks at he and Nate with surprise, hurrying his route. “What on earth happened.”

“Oh, he passed out,” Laura replies in annoyance. “He said he was fine, and then…” Her face grows hot and she decides not to tell all. “Well, he just keeled over. Personally I think he’s just plain tired and doesn’t know when to quit.”

Jason furrows his brow with concern. “I hope that’s all it is. Misty’s got her hands full a the moment and Rick is still gone, so let’s take him to my office. Get a glass of water, will ya?”

Jason hefts Nate’s limp form up off the floor, slinging an arm across his shoulders to half drag him to the office. He gets Nate set down in a chair and Laura is right behind him with the water.

Jason puts some to Nate’s lips, and gives his face a little jolt. “Yo, bud, come on. Back to reality.” He looks up to hand the water back to Laura, but she’s suddenly disappeared.


Laura goes back down the hall, trying to concentrate on cleaning up the files that were still on the floor. Her fingers tremble slightly and she chides herself for being so clumsy. Despite her efforts not to replay Nate’s actions, she can’t help it, and can feel her cheeks growing warm again. He was obviously sick. He had been on the verge of passing out. Who knew what state of mind he had been in? This whole thing was just silly.

Getting up off the floor, she heads to her desk, careful not to drop anything this time.


As Katie sits back down, all three guys exchanges grins. Phil cocks his head. “I do believe someone in this room knows how to sing.”

“Encore!” Kyle claps his hands enthusiastically. “That was great!”

Mike nods his agreement. “I don’t think you’ve got anything to worry about, missy.” His eyes smile. “I look forward to hearing you at the fundraiser.”


After more chatter and talk of the fundraiser, the three guys finally rise from the table, helping clean up. Phil yawns and stretches. “I hate to break this up, but we gotta get going.”

Mike grimaces. “Yeah, I know it.” He turns to Katie, grinning. “Thanks for letting us invade your time.”

The three start for the door, but Kyle stops, cornering Henry by the couch. “Aha! Now I’ve got you!” In a quick movement, he reaches down to scoop the cat up, cradling him like a baby.

Henry squirms at first, but then settles in and starts to purr. Kyle laughs. “I knew you weren’t such a tough guy.”

A Song

*Misty's own eyes burn with fire as she stairs back at Jason.*

" I never said this was a game. I guess your just like everyone alse Jason, you dont understand me eather. I know what its like to be mixed up with the Agency one way or another Jason, been there done that and lived to tell the tail."

*Misty shakes her head in discust and turns heading back into the infurmary shutng the door behind her. Here eyes widen as she see Carson out of bed, IVs ripped out and his wrists bleeding again.*

"Carson what are you doing?"

*Misty goes to him trying to help him back into bed. Knowing Carson probley hurd the conversation.*

"Come on Carson, you need to lay back down. I need to get the IV back in you and I need to stop the bleeding in your wrists again. Please for me."

*Misty firy eyes plead with Carson to pay mind to her and go back to the bed.*

*As Laura talks and Nate listens a felling over comes him. What it was he was feeling he wasent sure, his head was dizzy and light. Laura's voice was like an angel to his ears. Was it from being over tired he wasent sure. Geting out of the chair and bending down next to Laura Nate smiles and says.*

"Your even prettyer when you angry you know that!!"

*Before Nate even relizes he leans in closer to Laura giving her a soft kiss on the lips. Drawing away a smile cross his face. The words coming from his lips*

"I wanted to do that for a while now."

*As another wave of dizzyness hit him he topples over rolling on the ground infront of Laura fast asleep.*

*Katie studys Kyles face for along moment. There was an unsaid worry in his eyes. A worry fills Katie herself. Before Kyle left she would pull him aside and ask him about it. Katie trys to replace her worryed look with a smile.*

"Ya I would like the recipy. This would be great to have."

*Katie thinks as Mike asks for a preview. Standing she starts to clear the empty plates.*

"Well I want whatever two songs I pick to be a saprise. but Maybe I could sing the one I use for warm up."

*Katie pushes a button on a raido playing the cd that is in it. A soft music stands at Katie keeps her back to the guys slowly turning. As she sings she walks around them as if really singing about them and there friendship.*


Unforgettable, thats what you are
Unforgettable though near or far
Like a song of love that clings to me
How the thought of you does things to me
Never before has someone been more
Unforgettable in every way
And forever more, thats how youll stay
Thats why, darling, its incredible
That someone so unforgettable
Thinks that I am unforgettable too
Unforgettable in every way
And forever more, thats how youll stay
Thats why, darling, its incredible
That someone so unforgettable
Thinks that I am unforgettable too

*As Katie finishs singing the music softly goes off as she sits down at the table smiling and looking around at the guys faces. Trying to read what they are thinking.*

Preview?

Jason’s eyes get wide as Misty talks, a bit of irritation surfacing. He stares down at her, using his height to his advantage. “Look, Misty, I’m sorry you think we’re all being bullies or something, but how long will it take you to realize this isn’t some game? I wish it could all be sunshine and roses where everyone could be best of friends, but it just doesn’t work that way.”

He shakes his head, trying to keep his tone from rising too much. “Now I’m glad you think Carson’s on the up and up, and contrary to your belief, I do care. I know good and well he’s human and he deserves a chance. But he’s also the guy who smashed in my knee with a sledge hammer and who tortured Jamie to the point that she’s terrified of just seeing him. Whether he’s at the bottom of the barrel or not, he’s too capable of too many things just to let him loose and trust him.”

He takes a deep breath. “Like it or not, when he’s physically capable, he’s going back in his cell until we can be dang well sure which side he’s on. If you want to stay friends or whatever with him when this is over, be my guest. I’m not asking you to drop him. All I’m asking you to do is be yourself because apparently he likes that. We need to have answers for the safety of many people, Misty…like it or not, Carson got himself into this mess when he tangled with the Agency. Sometimes ya gotta take the heat. If you don’t want to do this, just say so, but I doubt you’d like any other route we’d choose.”


Carson stands behind the door out of sight, taking in the loud conversation in the hall. Misty’s words send him hurling back into an emotional corner once again. How on earth could she care that much? It was obvious that she was being truthful about the way she felt… it was just so foreign to him. The women he’d ever been around…he’d had his own motives, and they’d certainly never cared about him like this…

How could Misty see his pain? How could she see what even he himself didn’t dare to look for? That past…that hurt…it had been buried so deeply, that he never wanted to dig it up again. But Misty had seen it. That much was apparent, and it made Carson wonder just what it was about her that caused her to be so caring.

And yet, he could feel an irritation starting to boil. Misty shouldn’t be caring about someone like him. She was too nice to be tangled up in a life like his, no matter how many times she said she didn’t care about his past, or him leaning on her. Jason was right. He couldn’t be trusted, and he was reaping what he had sowed. Though some might view Jason’s words as harsh, Carson heard them as true.

He crumples up the now-empty paper cup and tosses it in the waste basket. His brow furrows, his eyes becoming cold. He was being stupid to let Misty so close to him…she deserved better…and he deserved to be put back in that cell.

Carson leans his hands on the counter, ignoring the pain it causes to his wrists. Looking up, he sees his eyes staring back at him in a mirror. Who was he? Who had he become? Was he destined to remain chained to this misery?


Laura frowns and shakes her head at Nate. “You men are all alike. You’d rather be macho than take a rest when you need one. But if that’s what you want, go ahead and sit there trying to make yourself feel better. When you pass out, don’t come crying for help ‘cause I’ll just remind you that you’re fine and that there’s too much work to be done for you to be sprawled on the floor.”

She shakes her head and kneels back down to pick up her papers, muttering under her breath. “I’m tired of everyone treating me like I don’t know any better.” She grits her teeth as she thinks of Con. “They all think I’m too naïve to see when something is wrong. Well fine. They can just keep on thinking it.”


As Katie’s prayer comes to an end, Kyle is the last to raise his eyes from the table, emotion filling his face. Swallowing hard though, he musters up a crooked grin as he takes a bite of chicken. “We may be able to stuff our faces with her good cooking, but Jen keeps us busy enough that we just work it right back off again.”

Phil laughs. “I feel sorry for the guy who marries her – he’s gonna have a “honey-do” list every day!”

Kyle shakes his head in amusement. “Naw, honestly, I don’t know how we stay in shape. I’m sure she’d love to give you the recipe.”

Mike nods at Katie’s question. “I think we’ve got the songs we want. Got a new one Kyle wrote.”

“Oh yeah.” Kyle rolls his eyes. “It’s a classic.”

Phil throws him a teasing glance. “They’re gonna love it.”

“So you can’t decide on your own stuff, huh?” Mike questions Katie. He throws her a grin. “I don’t supposed you’d give us a preview so we could help you out.”

Stop look and Listen

*Misty watches Jason as he enters the room like a cat ready to pounch at the slightst movie of hast or act to cause harm. As Misty listens to Jason talk to Carson she dosent move her positions from his bed. Only hours before Misty had seen Jason and Nate with the flames of anger in there, now replaces with simpathy Misty dident know if it was a ploy to get close to Carson or not. Misty wasent going to let her guard down.



Misty raises and eyebrow as Jason asks to talk to her alone. Glancing at Carson as she steps twords the door she lets him know she will be back. What did Jason want with her. As Misty listens to everything Jason has to say she takes it in slowly. As she heres that Reese is allowing her to be around Carson her eyes dance. She was happy for at least that. Misty contiunes to listen to Jason as he talks. What he was asking Misty to do was to grain Carson friendship for one reson and that one reson only.*



"Well Jason, first off I'd like to say, I think by Carson not going to the Agency when he had the chanse proves in itself that maybe he is on our side. Yes thats right he dident go to the Agency when he has ample opertunity. He turned around and came back, hency why we found him in that bar. And for the fact that he isent a danger to us we keep him out of the cell. I would like to keep him out as long as possable. It wont help his Psyce if we keep him caged like an animel. We should at least give him that much as to not put him in there again. I'll even take full responsibility for him."



*Misty thinks about her words ever so carfely. Making sure to get her point across in a nice way, but she couldent help the sassy tone. Her fire was ignighted again and couldent be helped burning bright as Carson stuck in her mind.*

"Next, Jason...Do you relize what your asking me to do? Your asking my to befriend Carson, get him to talk than drop him like a fly. Sorry but thats not how I roll. I care for Carson and I wont hurt him like that. I WONT force him to talk to me. When he is ready and comfortable he'll talk. He's got alot of pain and misunderstanding running around inside of him like any of us. You guys just simply arnt understanding that or bothering to look. Your charging in head first not even bothering to consider his feelings, and how manybe talking about this stuff really hurts him."

*Misty lets out a long sigh and shakes her head*

"Maybe you guys should stop, look and listen. Why cant you people see the Carson I see. You want to know why cuz I bet I know. You can see the Carson I see cuz you own motives are like a vail infront of your eyes. You dont care who you hurt to get what you want. Why are there people like Carson in this world? Cuz there are not enough people who love unconditionaly, and open there hearts to those who need it the most and find the good in them."

*As Laura grabs Nate's arm and helps him to the chair he cant help but feel silly and laughs.*

"You know I am the one who is ment to be helping you not the other way around."

*Nate places one of his hands over his eyes as he lifts his head to the sky trying to get the spinning to stop.*

"I'm not feeling all that grand. But I cant go home I need to be here for this whole Carson thing. I'll be ok. The dizzyness will pass and I'll be back to normal in no time."

*Nate does his best to smile up at Laura. She dident need to worry about him on top of everything alse she was worrying about.*

*Katie cant help but smile and Laugh at the guys leading them into the kitchen and grabing some plates. As Kyle draws attacken to Henry the cat runs 3 circles around him than dashes off into the other room. Katie rawrs with laughter.*

"He likes you Kyle. And he is a nut like you too."

*Katie gives Kyle a light elbow and than ruffles his hair playfuly. Katie sets out plates foreveryone and glass filling them with Milk. Siting down she says a small prayer*

"Dear Heavnly father, thank you for this meal and bless it to our bodys. Dear Lord right now Jen isent not feeling to well. Please help her feel better soon so she can make it to the fundraises and have a geart time this wensday. If anyone deserves to have a blast lord its her. She has smiled at every hand delt to her and never given up faith in you. Thank you Lord. Amen"

*Katie smiles around the table as she finishes praying. Keeping the chatting light as everyone eats.*

"Oh wow this chicken is amazing. Jen is gonna have to show me how to cook. How are you boys not fatter with he as a cook. So...you guys have your line up for the fundraiser? I'm still stuck with 4 differnt songs and trying to pick one 2 with one poem. I have no idea what ones to pick."

Strategy

Carson waits for Misty's response, but breaks his gaze as they're interrupted.

Jason opens the door and steps inside, taking in the scene. He looks at Carson and Misty for just a moment, getting a funny feeling like he'd just missed something.

Carson stiffens a little and lets his arm fall back down as soon as Misty is finished. He looks over to Jason, his face hard and motionless. He hadn't seen Jason since that morning, and he'd been none too happy. What was he going to do now?

Jason eyes Carson skeptically, though feeling the same mercy he'd told Nate he felt. Carson may have been a bad dude, but he was still human, prone to feeling remorse eventually. "So, Carson. Glad to see you're awake."

Carson lifts one eyebrow. "Glad or disappointed?"

Jason approaches the bed and hooks his thumbs in his pockets. "Glad you're alive, disappointed in your attitude." He pauses, searching the other man's face. "There's stuff we need to know...and you're not helping things much, least of all yourself."

Carson ignores the prompt to talk about the Agency. "Look, I got a bag I stashed before going to that bar last night. I was on foot and didn't want to take it in with me. I don't think you want an innocent bystander getting a hold on it."

"Oh?"

"There's a niche between two buildings on Fourth Street about a block from the bar. You might want to have someone pick it up."

Jason isn't sure if he's telling the truth, or if it's a trap. "I'll make a note of that." Looking at Carson, he sees that he isn't yet ready to talk. There was much he hadn't said...much he had withheld, despite what he'd shared two days prior. Had Carson not yet made a decision about which side he would be on? Was he afraid of Jason and Nate? Was he simply afraid of talking because of the Agency? He'd shared information already, but he'd been nervous while doing so.

Jason sighs a little, deciding not to push now. "Misty, can I have a word with you?" He gestures to the door. "Alone?"

Once Misty and Jason are outside the partially closed door, Carson spies the water fountain in the corner of the infirmary. His mouth felt like it was full of cotton, and he was bound and determined to do things himself and not be waited on. He pulls out his own IV and swings his legs over the bed, getting just a little light headed by the movement. Managing to stand, his knees are weak, but he makes his way to the water and the paper cups a bit unsteadily. He's in his bare feet, and his jeans and t-shirt are stained with blood...he wishes he had his bag with him here so he could change.
Now closer to the door, his ears tune in to Jason and Misty's conversation.

Jason sets his hands on his hips and looks down at Misty. "I just talked to Reese. You'll probably be happy to know that his order for you to stay away from Carson has been lifted." He searches Misty's eyes for any reaction, still wondering about the strange interaction between her and their prisoner. "At any rate, Nate and I apparently can't get through to Carson ourselves, but it looks like he doesn't have much of a problem talking to you. We're assuming he's just scared of the Agency, or scared of us still even though we've said we're not going to hurt him. Guess I can't blame him, but we've got to find out if he's told the Agency anything since his little outing. Then after that see what else he's got to say...some of what he said was news to us, but not all, and I know he's got a whole lot more he hasn't told us. So..." He pauses, taking a breath. "As soon as he's able, he'll be going back to his cell, but we're gonna clean it out first and make it safer in case he gets any more notions to kill himself. And I guess your internship has moved to another level. It's up to you to get him to loosen up and figure out just which side he's going to settle on. If you think he's on our side, then he'll need to be convinced to talk to Nate and me, or at the very least, figure out why he's not talking more."


Laura keeps her eyes on the files, knowing Nate's voice, and she laughs. "Yeah, can't seem to keep these things under control. They like to run away." She sees Nate bend over but start to sway, and quickly stands to grab his arm. "Whoa there...are you okay?" She looks at his paled face with concern. "Here, come sit down." She directs him to a chair. "What's wrong?"


The guys start to laugh as Katie slams the door in their faces then opens it up again. They return her hugs enthusiastically and welcome the chance to come inside. Kyle holds up the box of food. "That smell would be the enticing aroma of Jen's fried chicken! And..."

Mike fakes a drum roll on the back of a chair.

"....we're here to help you eat it," Kyle concludes, giving Katie a quirky grin. "If that's alright with melady. We figured since your roommate was gone and Jason has left you stranded that you deserved a congrats from getting out of that stuffy hospital room."

"Jen was going to come," Phil adds, "But..."

"...she wasn't feeling too well," Kyle cuts him off. A strange look passes through his eyes, but it's gone almost before it appeared. Spying Henry he points. "Hey! See?!" He slaps Phil's arm. "I was right!"

Phil rolls his eyes. "Well he's not outside."

Smells

*Misty turns her gaze from Carson wrists back to his eyes grinning. Misty cocks her head and is about to reply to Carson when a knock can be hurd at the door. Turning she looks at the door to see who it is and calls.*

"Its open."

*Exiting the bathroom Nate see Laura and all her files fall to the ground. Shaking his head and grinning he walks up to her.*

"I saw that, those files jumped right out of your hands."

*Nate bends down to help her pick them but gets slightly dizzy from bend to fast. Swaying alittle Nate trys to keep his balance.*

*Katie sits up from the coutch fast sending Henry flying in the other direction at the sound of voices and the doorbell going off. Standing from the coutch Katie slowly makes her way to the window and peeks out alittle a smile spreading across her face. Trying to keep a straght face Katie goes to the door and opens it slightly.*

"Whatever you selling I dont want it. Go away and leave me alone."

*Katie shuts the door leaving the boys standing on the other side. Not being able to help herself she throws the door open again and gives the guys a hug usheding them inside while she laughed.*

"Are you all a sit for sore eyes. How ya been and what is the amazing smell?"

Food

Carson grimaces a little as Misty rebandages his wrists. He notes the look on her face and her hands as she works, a grin starting to upturn the corner of his mouth. “Quit shaking. You’ll make the bandage crooked.”


Jason looks at Nate with a little surprise. “Alright…” With Nate gone, he raps his knuckles on the door, deciding to wait for Misty’s response before entering.


Laura makes her way down the hall, her arm full of filing folders and papers. Swinging wide of a doorway, she moves a little too fast, and the pile slides from her grip. She lets out a little wail as everything comes crashing down into a mess on the floor. Groaning, she kneels down to start picking things up.


“No, no it was the next house!”

“Are you sure? I thought he said it was blue.”

“Grey.”

“I thought he said green.”

“Well what number did you write?”

“I can’t read my writing.”

“Kyle!” Phil reaches behind him to the back seat and snatches the scribbled note from his brother’s hand. “Good land, I’m surprised you’re not a doctor.”

Mike snickers as he drives slowly down the street. “Will you two hurry up? We’ve been down this street twice already.”

“Look for a cat,” Kyle comments.

“A cat?”

“Yeah, I heard she had a cat…or something…”

“It was be inside, dodo brain,” Phil retorts. “Here…” he points to the note. “That’s gotta be a six.”

Mike shakes his head. “There are no sixes here.”

“Maybe we’re on the wrong street.”

“Well it’s Maple Street.”

Phil’s eyes widen. “He didn’t say Maple, he said Weaver.”

Mike slams on the breaks, his own eyes wide. “Where did I get Maple?”

“I don’t know, but you better turn around…again,” Kyle suggests, giving Mike’s arm a slap. “Way to go.”

“I’m not the one who wrote down directions he can’t even read!”

Ten minutes later, the pickup finally parks alongside the curb in front of Laura and Katie’s. “You sure this is it?” Phil questions.

“It has to be.” Mike swipes the note. “If that was a four and not a nine, then we got it.”

Kyle nods and shakes Phil’s seat. “Come on, I can’t get out ‘til you do, and I’m getting claustrophobic.”

Phil rolls his eyes and unbuckles his seatbelt. “Alright already.”

The three make their way up the short walk, Kyle carrying the box that smelled delicious. “Think she likes fried chicken?”

“Everybody likes Jen’s chicken.”

“This would be true.”

Mike reaches down to press the doorbell and they wait. “Hope she doesn’t mind the intrusion.”

“Jason said it was alright,” Kyle reminds. “Besides, she deserves a welcome home party. Jason said her roommate wasn’t even here right now.”

“Yeah, but it’s barely supper time. It’s early yet.”

“So? That just ensures she hasn’t eaten yet.”

Grip?

*As Misty becomes only inches from Carson face her eyes never moving from his her heart starts to race faster and beat louded. Misty was sure Carson himself could hear it.

Feeling Carson's lips on her the sweet tast of his kiss. As she feels Carson hand on the back of her head and his other around her shoulder strongly holding her, she brings her own hands to Carson's chest gribing his shirt as she draws herself closer enjoying the moment As she feels the fire inside her grow.

As Carson draws away the fire is once again visable in Misty's eyes. Dancing in circles its sassy dance. Misty follows Carson's eyes as he looks at his wrists. Siting up Misty lets out a sigh as the sassy smile dosent leave her face, or her eyes.*

"What I made you do? Dident I tell you not to move your arms around?"

*Misty cant help but chuckle alittle as she applys a soft pressure to Carson's wrists to stop the bleeding and re wrap them. Misty's hands shook alittle her heart still racing from Carson's kiss.*

*Nate shoots Jason and Reese a look as they talk about Aaron and some test a new nothing about. More questions fill him might about what was going on but Nate holds his toung noding to Reese.*

"Ok Boss I got ya."

*Nate stands and nod to Jason heading out of the office and making his way across the floor to the infermary. As he is about to knock on the door his tummy quivers for some reson feeling a bit sick. Nate turns to Jason.*

"Go ahead in I'll be right there I need to head to the little boys room. I think I am coming down with something."

Should know better

Carson’s eyes narrow just a little, a cocky spark flashing through them for just a brief moment.

His hand moves around to the back of Misty’s head, pulling her down until his eyes are barely inches from hers, their steel-like stare proving life still exists, even if momentarily disregarded or forgotten. He hadn’t succeeded in taking his life, and someone had shown him that perhaps there really was something worth sticking around for.

“You should know better than to talk to a mentally unstable person like that. You might get more than you bargained for.”

He draws Misty closer with a rough hand, until his lips envelop hers, his other hand moving to put her shoulder in a strong hold. He keeps her there for several moments, allowing his impulsive move to be the thanks he can’t verbalize.

Finally though, he lets her go, releasing his grip to resume his stare into her eyes. He searches them for the fire he knows is there.

Pain though, causes his eyes shift to his wrist where blood has seeped through the bandage. A slight grimace replaces what had resembled a grin. “Aw now…see what you made me do?”



Jason rolls his eyes at Nate and stands with him. “Brains, my foot. I’m sheer genius.” He grins and heads into the hall. “Lets go see if Reese is here and talk this thing over.”


…Reese swivels in his chair, looking over and Nate and Jason, who were seated across from him on the other side of his desk. He contemplates what he’s just been told, unsure of this whole thing himself.

“There’s a lot of questions here guys…” He shakes his head slowly. “First off, I’m not sure we can trust that Carson has been telling us the truth about anything. And second off, how can I be comfortable allowing my niece to be put in that position?” He sighs deeply.

“I know she’s taking care of Carson now, and that’s fine, I understand that. But after what happened…after he came on to her, and apparently she has no problem with that…” His eyes widen a little, still bewildered by it. “…I’m just not sure they should be left alone together.”

“Well from what I’ve been told about Misty,” Jason intervenes, “she may be forward, but she’s not indecent, if that’s what you’re getting at. And so far, Carson has had ample opportunity to try something and…well, as far as we know, nothing has happened, if that’s also what you’re getting at.”

He shrugs. “I know it sounds bizarre, but even though I don’t trust Carson as far as I can throw him, I’m not too bothered by letting Misty have a go at it. He responds to her, whether it’s because there’s a spark there, or just because she’s an attractive woman. Either way, I think she can get him to talk.”

Reese takes a few moments to think. “But how do we know he’s telling the truth?”

“I got one way of finding out if things get that far.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah.” Jason nods. “Remember Aaron?”

“Mm.” Reese recalls that incident. “Yes, and that test was conclusive.”

“If we let Misty talk to him, and we still think he’s lying, we’ll go ahead with that.” Jason glances to Nate. “It’s something we did a few years back to a new team member. You’ll have to trust us on this one though – it’s kept under wraps as much as possible for effectiveness.”

Reese leans forward to rest his elbows on his desk. “Alright, here’s the deal. Let Misty take care of him until he can function again. It shouldn’t take long. He goes back in his cell after we’ve gone though it to take out anything he can hurt himself, or anyone else on. We’re also going to install a surveillance camera in there. Misty will be allowed to talk to him… if it’s anger that holds him back, we’ll know he’s not on our side. If it’s fear, she’ll be able to settle him down so he’ll talk. If we can simply get him to that point, then he shouldn’t have a problem talking to you two anymore. Make sense?” He pauses looking between Nate and Jason. “For now, he stays in the building. No outings until we’re sure where he stands. You two can take a quick jaunt down there now to see if anything has changed, and keep checking on him just to make sure things with him and Misty stay on an even and decent keel.”

Light

*As Carson wraps his arms around Misty the smile on her face widens as a few of her own tears fall. The light inside her was starting to glow brighter chasing away many shadows. Carson's touch, cockyness, and rough edge struck life into Misty's heart. It was a much differnt feeling from what she was use to.

As Carson draws away from Misty she stairs back at him gazing deep into his blue eyes where a new twinkle rested, the slight smile on his face gave comfort of its own to Misty. Carson would be ok and she would be with him everystep of the way to help.

As Carson's hand cradles Misty's face she leans her head into it more, feeling the warmth of Carson's touch. It sent a chill down Misty's spin causing her to quiver ever so slightly as a sassy grin forms on her face.*

"I can deal with the consequences as long as your gental but not to gental. On top of that, I dont plain on walking away. I'm to involved now. You jump I jump."

Tear

Carson grits his teeth against the burning in his eyes, and though Misty turns his face, he refuses to meet her gaze.

Her arms wrap around him in a comforting hold – one he’s not sure he’s experienced before. His head on her shoulder, a tear finally falls, signaling a war coming to an end.

His hands find their way around Misty as well, realizing the warmth and reassurance she offers. She had a sassy edge and a spitfire disposition. But right now…he was seeing her as someone completely different…someone who demanded respect and gentleness in return.

Carson had had women in his arms before…more than he’d care to admit. But it hadn’t been like this…he’d never received comfort…care…mercy…Misty’s kindness gave him a warmth no one else ever had. She evoked a feeling he’d never felt…it was almost scary, but too comforting to fear completely.

Pulling away, Carson sinks further into his pillow, pushing Misty back enough to see her face. His few tears released were enough to subside his emotions for now, and he moves his hand to cradle her face, the bandage on his wrist, reminding him of his reality. His reddened eyes search her own, a smile so faint it could go undetected, playing with his mouth. “Where I come from, a sheila like you isn’t allowed to just walk away after treating a man like this – there are consequences you know.”

Hug

*Gently Misty leans on the bed and brings her hand to Carson's face. For a moment just resting in there. Misty put pressure in her fingers gently and slowly as to not hurt Carson turning his his head to look her in the eyes. A few tears well in her own eyes.*

"Its ok to cry Carson. I wont tell anyone. That will be another one of our secrets."

*Misty holds her smile as her heart races. Her emotions running free. She couldent hold them back from Carson, why she dident know but she couldent.

Taking her hand from Carson's face she put her arm around him and than her other one over his other shoulder drawing him close to her giving him a gental hug.*

*Nate leans back and thinks for a long moment. Continplating what Jason has said and sujested.*

"You right Hotshot. There is something in his eyes when he sees her. It dosent reflect hurt, or anger. It reflects hope and yurning. Misty, she has the payshents for Carson. And shows no fear to him knowing he wouldent hurt her. She fighte his fire with her own. and she seems happy around him. I think your right Hotshot, I think we should talke to Reese. Maybe we can rig something for her so if she really needs help she can push a button or something to call for us. "

*Nate thinks for a long moment idea's and thoughts playing through his mind.*

"Misty seems like a pritty smart and strange person who knows what to do in a sticky situation. I think if she truly was in danger she would know how to get out. Maybe we can give her self defence class or something too."

*Nate stands from his chair and streches.*

"Is Reese in? Maybe we can throw the idea by him and go from there. If anyone can teach Misty how to defend herself if you Jason."

*Reese shoots his friend a sly glance and gives him a playful elbow.*

"I new you were the brains of this oparatin.*

I don't know

Carson’s thoughts come to a screeching halt as Misty approaches, laying a hand on his. He obeys her, stopping his fidgeting, and looks up at her with a baffled expression.

What Misty says is so simple…the words unadorned and clear. Yet they hold the impact of a bullet, cutting straight through to Carson’s heart. Her honesty was perplexing…her attitude toward him unwavering in an uncommon way.

He tries to block the feelings that Misty evokes, but the more she says, the harder it gets. Her comforting squeeze to his hand pushes him over the edge.

Carson withdraws his hand and turns his head away from Misty to hide his face as his eyes fill with tears he hasn’t felt since he was a kid. He’d hit rock bottom, and it didn’t feel good. Misty’s kindness, for some reason, turned everything upside down to confuse him even more, and he fights not to let those tears overflow. “Dang it, Misty.”


Jason sits down across from Nate and gives a short sorry laugh. “Yeah…I know…I was thinking this whole thing was ridiculous, then I saw Carson and wow…I can’t help but feel sorry for him. I know he’s a bad dude…but I guess if he went this far he’s got to have some remorse somewhere…”

He shakes his head. “I honestly don’t know what to do. We’ve got to find out if he talked to the Agency. If we can’t get that much out of him, then Reese has to make a judgment call on security. I know Carson’s in bad shape, but…we’re talking life and death here, and though he needs rest, we’ve got to get him to say something.”

Jason taps his finger on the table. “Yeah…I guess you’re right about the second chance thing…I mean…I guess I still don’t like him, especially after finding out he was the one to bash my knee in…but I don’t know… I can’t help but agree with you.” He pauses in thought. “As for now...” He shrugs. “I think it might be a good idea to talk to Reese about Misty…I know he doesn’t want those two together, but you’re right – she does something to Carson. If anyone could drag the truth from him, I think it would be her. I know you and I both don’t trust him enough to be around him…but he hasn’t hurt her yet.”

words

*As Misty listens to Carson talk many thoughts run through her mind. He went to the Agency, if someone had been at the base would he have told them all he knew. They would all be in great danger right now just walking outside the doors. Misty wondered what made Carson change he mind about tell but thinks its best not to ask. As Misty watches Carson hands fidget she walks over to him, placing her hands on tops of his.*

"You need to keep your hands still or your gonna wrip you wounds opens again, and I dont feel like runing another pare of clothing with your blood."

*Misty cant help but let a smile cross her face to let Carson know she wasent mad. And in all truth She wasent mad. She was scaired but not for herself she was scaired for Carson. She dident want him to try anything alse. So quickly He had become impotant to Misty for so long Misty had closed herself off hident who she was from the world but since meeting Carson she felt like her old self and dident care who saw her. After Carson had run off she hide herself again away and now he was back and she felt her self once again. The flucawaiting emotions were like a bad rollercoaster than Misty dident understand. What was it about Carson that made these feeling happen, what was it about him that drew Misty in without stoping to think of what she was doing. Misty search Carson eyes for a long moment. There had to be sometime in him she could cling to and help pull him out of this black hole.*

"Carson you keep saying everyone wants you dead. No one wants you dead. If we did, you would be dead already you wouldent have stay alive or here as long as you have. Personaly if it came down to geting my cloths covered in your blood to save you again I would. But let hope that dosent happen. I dont want to see you hurt.

What kind of person you are, your a normal person Carson who is lost and scaired. Living in the past, with pain for so long you dont know anything alse. Your scaired to feel to let your true emotions out. But there are there, banging on the door of your heart beging to be free. The fool you said died long ago Carson banks, if still alive just lost and closed off. But when I look in your eyes I see him looking back at me. And when he makes a simple smart comment, I hear him. The light will stay shinning for him so he can find his way out of the darkness...."

*Misty's hand gives Carson's a gental squeeze.*

*As Nate watches Jason turn to go to his office Nate calls after him.*

"Hotshot come here..."

*Nate makes his way into the room next to the infermary siting down at the small table.*

"I want your imput on this too. We are a team and I wanna try and make desitions together on this one. I am lost and confused by this whole thing myself."

*Nate lets out a long drawn out sigh and shakes his head.*

"I was angry with Carson this morning and now looking at him laying in that bed something changed. There is something pulling at my heart telling me he is differnt and I am not sure what to do about it. I know we need to find out if he went to the Agency or not. after that is just seems a blurr. Evenone gets a second chanse right? Even someone like Carson? My mind always goes back to the people we have met all over who have turned good and helped us in the end and now live married or whatever happy. I just feel so dizzy like in a fog on this one."

A rat

Carson grits his teeth as Misty cleans his writs and puts on new bandages, though he doesn’t flinch or wince. Feeling the pain meant that he was alive, and he wasn’t so sure if that was something he liked or not.

He slips a glance back in her direction, taken aback by the tears he saw there. Everything was so confusing. Her words that she was glad they’d found him, struck harder than he would have liked, and his emotional barrier was pushed to the limit. No one had ever cared if he lived or died. Not for many many years anyway. He was so used to being wanted only for his expertise, that for someone to simply care was mind-boggling. He was the scum of the earth, and Misty cared. It created a strange and unwanted pang in Carson’s heart that he tried to ignore.

As Misty goes back to her desk, Carson resumes his stare at the ceiling. Part of him wanted to fight this position – to roll out of bed and stalk right out of this room. But his body resisted, reminding him he was too weak to do much of anything at the moment.

Carson’s eyes drift shut, but open suddenly again as his ears pick up Misty’s soft singing. The words held a strange meaning to him, as if they were trying to draw something out of him…luring him into the open, scared and vulnerable. When the silence returns, Carson is almost sorry.

It doesn’t last long though, as Nate and Jason enter the room. He shifts his head to see them, his face void of anything. He stiffens a little as Nate approaches, wondering what will happen now. But once again, he’s taken totally off guard by Nate’s tone, and almost flinches under his hand. Where did these people come from? This just didn’t make sense! Why on earth should they care? For all they knew, he’d gone to talk to the Agency, yet they apparently felt compassion. Why?

Carson doesn’t verbalize anything, but searches Nate’s face, then Jason’s in turn, trying to figure them out, but coming up empty. He watches as they leave, then shifts his focus back to the ceiling. Maybe he really had been stupid.


Jason lets out a low whistle when he and Nate are clear of the room. “He doesn’t look so hot, does he?” He shakes his head. “I just can’t believe this turn of events. It’s so bizarre.”

He sighs. “We’ve gotta find out somehow if he talked to the Agency though…we all could be in a lot of danger. In all my years here, I’ve never experienced a lockdown…it only happened once a long time ago when security was breached. I’d hate to see it happen again if the Agency is on the prowl.”

Jason aims for his own office. “I guess I’ll get caught up on some other work for now…let me know if and when you want to go talk to Carson again, or if you make any other plans.”


Carson works his jaw muscles. A nervousness takes over him as he contemplates his next move. He hadn’t planned on saying anything. Of course, he hadn’t planned on even being around anymore. But this kindness…this mercy…it evoked more than he wanted to admit.

Without looking down, he knows Misty is still standing at her desk. “I left to go back to the Agency, you know…” Why he was talking, he didn’t even know. But something pushed him…something prodded him to the point of irritation if he didn’t. His gaze remains fixed on the light fixture above his head.

“I got scared…figured they’d know eventually that I wasn’t dead, and start hunting for me. Figured if I went to them I could tell them everything I knew about TJY in exchange for my life.”

He pauses, wondering if that prospect would change any attitudes towards him. “Got all the way across the border to one of our stations. No one was there, so I gathered up a few of my things and walked out the door, ready to go to headquarters.”

Carson purses his lips, not knowing if Misty was listening or not, but at this point, not really caring. “Someone had taken my car so I aimed for the bus stop. I got all the way there, and was in line. And dang it…” He shakes his head, rolling his eyes at himself. “I just couldn’t do it. I’d run away to be a double-crosser and for the first time, I couldn’t even follow through. I don’t even know why, but I turned around and waited for a bus that was going the opposite direction…back here.”

He sighs deeply, a dullness to his words. “Got in town, and chickened out again. Now I was stuck because if I came back, I knew everyone here would want to kill me because they’d assume just where I’d been…and I couldn’t go back to the Agency…I’d already tucked tail and run from there. I spotted a bar, stashed my bag somewhere, and decided that if I couldn’t make up a mind, I might as well forget about everything. So…I did.”

Carson fidgets with his fingers, the biting soreness of his wrist not preventing him. “And I don’t remember a thing after that until this morning. Got a treatment from Nate and Jason, and when they were gone, I figured it was about time I gave everyone what they wanted. I was such a coward that I couldn’t even decide which path was the best anymore, and I was no good to anyone. This place…you people…you make me know what kind of person I am. You remind me what people are really supposed to be living like and all it does is drive home the guilt. I’m a rat and I figured the best option was to just end it all and get it over with.”

His voice trails off, ending hard and cold as he fights once again.

What next

*Misty smiles back at Carson*

"I'm not one who it known to give up. I dont even think I know what the word means."

*Misty stratens back up as the light in Carson's eyes goes out again. Her heart saddened. It hurt to know he was hurting so much and not be able to help him. She was helpless. All she could do was show him comfort, friendship and that strange feeling that welled inside her. Mitsy felt like she wanted to let the tears come all over again. She aked but not for herself, but for Carson. His pain was hers. Leaning off the bed and standing up Misty goes to the cabnet and grabs some more iodine and clean bandges. Unwrping Carson's wrists Misty takes a closer look at the cuts to make sure they are healing ok, and not geting infected. In a soft tone she replys.*

"Brace yourself this is gonna hurt."

*Misty places a cloth under Carson's wrists than dumps some of the iodine onto both his wrists. Gently she pats the extras off and rewraps them with clean bandges. Misty linger for a moment holding one of Carson's hands in her.*

" You wont be going back to that cell for a while. For what its worth, I'm glad we found you and your ok."

*Misty gently puts Carson's hand down next to him. Quickly Misty turns trying to hide the tear in her eyes. Slowly she walks back to the desk siting down to start writing up another report. Misty softly starts a hum a toon speaking the words.*

"And I'd give up forever to touch you'Cause I know that you feel me somehow. You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be, And I don't want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment. And all I can breathe is your life'Cause sooner or later it's over. I just don't want to miss you tonight
And I don't want the world to see me'Cause I don't think that they'd understand, When everything's made to be broken I just want you to know who I am
And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming Or the moment of truth in your lies. When everything feels like the movies And you bleed just to know you're alive
And I don't want the world to see me'Cause I don't think that they'd understand. When everything's made to be broken. I just want you to know who I am."

*Silence enter the room as Misty voice goes quiet.*

*As Nate makes his way down the elavatore his mind is going a million directions at once. Wyatt had called him to let him know what happend to Carson and that his dad was leaving it up to him on what to next. Nate had been put in this position many times before and never had such a problem deal with an enemy and elimanating him if he needed too. But someone about this Carson situation was differnt. Something pulled at Nate's heart telling him not to do anything rash.

As Nate steps out of the elavator he spots Jason and throws a nod at him. Walking over to him he lets out a sigh.*

"I'm guessing they filled you in on everything that happend huh? I guess we should go see how he is doing."

*Nate makes his way to the infermary knocking lightly on the door than enters. Looking around the room he see Misty at her desk and Carson laying in the bed. Nate turns to Misty.*

"How is he?"

*Misty looks up from her report and stands.*

"He's gonna make it. I'm gonna have to keep a close on him now though and he is gonna need to be on the IV for a while. He lost a bit of blood not enough to be in danger but enough that he needs to rest and get it replenished. He hasent said much though."

*Nate nods at Misty and walks over to Carson bedside, lookin down at him for a while comapastion replacing the anger that was there hours before.*

"Well I dont think you need to worry about me making your life a living nightmare anymore. I think you did that enough for youself and by the look in your eye your still beating yourself up."

*Nate places a hand on Carson's shoulder.*

"Life gets rough for us all, but that dosent mean we should take our own life. Its good to see your ok."

*Nate looks to Jason and than nods relaying for now they would let Carson get the rest he needs, and they needed to talk about what should happend next.*

"Keep a good eye on him Misty. If you need anything yell I'll be right next door."

Stubborn

Carson doesn’t resist as Misty leans down, and he automatically returns the kiss, his hand rising to touch the side of her face. As she withdraws, he stares her in the eye, a spark ignited. “You’re a stubborn thing, aren’t you?” His eyes narrow slightly. “I threaten you, I run away, I try to leave this world completely, and you still insist on reaping the consequences of letting me near. …You just can’t give up, can you?”

A moment passes, and Carson is sucked back to reality and his surroundings. The spark slowly goes out again, and his hand drops back down. He was so confused…so torn. A few weeks ago, he’d had his life figured out and now, nothing made sense anymore. He was pulled between two totally opposite worlds, cowardice ruling his decisions. Yet he could not turn one way or the other, for that same cowardice prevented him from committing. And along with that realization came the guilt. He’d never felt guilty in his life. And now it was all he felt.

Carson shifts his eyes from Misty to the ceiling, his head sinking farther into his pillow. She didn’t know why he’d done this today…no one did. No one could understand…he was utterly and hopelessly stuck, unable to see past the “what ifs” of his immediate future.

His next words prove he is still contemplating his recent choice, a strange depression hanging in his tone…one that was masked by a fake layer of confidence that simply covered up the insecurities beneath. “Why don’t you just take me back to my cell and throw away the key? The world would be better off.”


Jason makes his way across the main floor, stopped by Susanne.

“Hey, Hotshot. Wyatt’s been trying to get a hold of you.”

“Oops.” Jason goes for his cell phone and flips it open, seeing several messages waiting. “Huh…my phone got turned off. Wonder how that happened.”

Susanne throws him an annoyed yet amused look. “Well, Carson’s in the infirmary, just so you know. We’ve been waiting for Nate to get back too so you both can decide your next move. Reese is leaving it up to Nate.”

Jason raises an eyebrow. “The infirmary? What happened? Did Con come back or what?”

“No.” Susanne shakes her head. “I guess he tried to kill himself. Ty found him and Misty worked at patching him up.”

“Oh, great.” Jason rolls his eyes. “Now not only do we have an enemy on our hands, but he’s suicidal.” He sighs deeply. “Thanks, Susanne. I’ll head over there.”

On his way, he glances to Nate’s desk, wondering if he’s back yet.

...

*Katie sinks in the moment of being wraped in Jason's strong arms. So safe she felt being there with him. Katie smiles up at Jason as he draws away. She takes his other hand in her. Katie dident want the moment to end but knowing for now it needs to.*

"Ok Hun. I'll talk to you again soon. Be safe."

*Katie walks with Jason to the door seeing him out. Giving him one last quick kiss before he leaves.*

"Let Reese know I will be in tomarrow."

*Katie waves as Jason leaves and enters the house locking the door behind her. Heading into the living room she lays on the coutch turning the TV on. Henry jumps up with her and lays down by her face purring. With in moments Katie falls asleep.*

*Misty cant help but meet Carson eyes this time. Replying to his statment.*

"And when you will see that I'm not like everyone alse and dont mind at all if you lean on me."

*Misty looks away to start checking Carson's wrists to make sure they arnt bleeding again. As Carson's statment hits Misty's ears she looks up into Carson's eyes again. What was it about him. Only yesterday Misty had been hoping mad at Carson and now, it felt like nothing had changed. His eyes were cold, but deep down there was a light waiting to shine again. Misty couldent help herself. Before even relizing it her lips were pressed aganst Carson's her arms bracing herself one on each side of Carson. Pulling herself away from Carson a grin creaps across her face as she bits her lip alittle nervousely stairing into those blue eyes that had captured her the first time she met him.*

Battle

Jason watches Katie’s eyes, never tired of looking into them and seeing her heart. He doesn’t move as she approaches, her touch on his face and lips feeling like an electrical current, causing him to be lost in the moment.

As she draws closer, he returns the kiss passionately, a tingle running down his spine as Katie’s hand moves through his hair. He wraps his arms around her and pulls her to himself, unwilling to let the moment die before expressing his feelings through the strong embrace.

Finally though, he pulls away, reaching up to run the back of his hand over Katie’s cheek. “I gotta go,” he whispers.


Carson’s eyes follow Misty’s every move. Her words aren’t surprising, and they seep through a crack in the unstable wall around his heart. “When will you learn that no one likes someone like me leaning on them…” He takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly. Despite is own words and defiant battle not to recall what he’d been told days before, it comes back anyway, ringing in his ears. “Maybe all you need is that one person to put faith in you, to trust you and show you hope. Well guess what, Carson, that one person is me.” If there was anyone who would argue with him about his worth, it would be Misty.

He grits his teeth against the rising emotions, but they’re to a point almost uncontrollable. He’d thought hours earlier that he would never have to feel this again…it would have been over…forever…but he’d been brought back. What was there here for him? He was but a cowardly rat.

As Misty checks his pulse and glances at him, he catches her eye. His own seem dull and lacking fire, but somewhere…somehow…in the very depths of his gaze lies a dying ember, just waiting for a chance to catch fire once more.

“And the untouchable heart is silenced. Not by sword or by dagger. But by the very sight of her, who has come to conquer. For she had waged the battle to end the war…the war that beats within the warrior’s soul.”

Scumbag

*Katie stands smiling at Jason. Grabing her cane she laughs as Henry goes shooting down the all. Slowly walking over to Jason, Katie gives a nod.*

"Ya I am gonna really miss them too. Its gonna kind of be lonly. Your welcome here anytime J and maybe if you ask Henry nice he can sleep with me and you can have the coutch a night or two..or something."

*Katie scrunches her face up as she trys to figure out what on earth she is trying to say. Leting a laugh escape from her lips.*

"Sometimes I dont even know what I am talking about."

*For a moment before Katie turns away the sun catches Jason's eyes making them dance as Katie's gaze gets lost in them. It was like a hole filled with light that had a no end. One Katie could get lost in for hours and not really care. Taking a step closer to Jason Katie keeps stairing Jason in the eyes a smile on her face and her own eyes dancing. As if being draw in Katie brings her hand to Jason's face for a moment her thumb running along his soft lips. As if calling to her Katie brings her head close to Jason closeing her eyes her lips touch his her hand now moving to the back oh his head and through his hair.*

*Misty looks up as she hears Carson speak. Standing she starts walking over twords him this being the fist time he is awake since he tryed to take his life Misty wanted to make sure everything was ok. In her own soft sassy tone she reply drawing closer.*

"Well...seeing as I dont see any scumbags around I guess not."

*Misty reaches out to check how much liqued was still in the IV Bag Noticing it was almost empty.*

"All I see is someone who was so depressed he though his only way out was to try and take his own life. Insted of leaning on those who cared."

*After Misty is finished changing the iv Misty takes two fingers and places them on Carson's throt checking his pulse. Misty trys her best not to look into Carson's blue eyes, but as if pulled by an unknown force she glances at them for a moment anyways. Quickly she looks away trying to finish up taking his pulse.*

You just couldn't...

Wyatt nods at Misty and puts a hand on her shoulder, knowing that this was probably the hardest on her. “Thanks, Misty. If you need help, you know where to find us, and don’t hesitate.”

Ty offers a small smile, though still feeling very shook up inside. Turning, he follows Wyatt out, glad to be able to get back to work, though he knows it’s his job to go clean up the holding cell. Once that was over, he could shift his mind to other things. He hadn’t foreseen having such an unpleasant experience here.


Jason nods. “Oh yeah, sure. I told Reese I’d be gone longer today to help you and he said that was fine.”

Lunch is fun, filled with light conversation and banter. Once finished, Jason pays and heads out with Katie. They go get the few things of Katie’s that were left at the hospital, then aim for the apartment.

Arriving, Jason helps Katie get moved in to her new room, bringing most of her stuff from the upstairs room and putting things wherever she tells him to.

It’s mid-afternoon by the time it’s finished, and Jason stands, leaning on the back of the living room couch, just a little tired. “Well…I guess that does it.” He glances down at the purring cat. “Henry, if she needs anything else moved, you’re gonna have to do it for her.”

Henry looks up at him and meows before dashing off down the hall, resembling a furball full of energy.

Jason laughs and shakes his head, returning his attention to Katie. “I gotta go pick up my own bag back at the hospital and get myself settled again over at Con’s, then finish out my day at work.” He pauses, feeling just a little strange. “I’m sure glad you’re out of the hospital…but I think I’m gonna miss our evenings, ya know that?” He gives a crooked grin. “I guess I got spoiled.”


Carson’s eyes crack open, taking in the light. He feels as though he’s been run over by a truck. Where was he…what was going on… He tries to bring his mind out of its fog, slowly beginning to remember. As far as today went, the last thing he remembered was being in a bit of pain before blacking out. What had happened since then? Obviously someone had found him.

Opening his eyes just a little wider, he figures out that he’s in a bed. He spies the bandages on his wrists and the IV. His efforts had been in vain. He was still stuck here…still miserable…still in pain.

Sweeping the room with a lethargic gaze, he spots Misty. For some reason, he’s not surprised. A shallow, weak laugh of sarcasm is forced, his voice not much more than a whisper. “Ya just couldn’t rid the world of another scumbag, could you.”