Help

*Misty snaps her eyes open looking as she hears the click and than the voices. She looks from Drew to Vance. Rolling her eyes. Great this is just what she needed.*

"Sometimes being lonley is best in some cases.*

*Misty eyes Drew as she leans off the beam she was leaning on.*

"People can run but cant hide with you huh Drew. No matter where they are you find them? But last time I believe I found you."

*Misty flashs a quick grin as Vance grabs her arm trying to give a bit of resistince but to not fail Vance was much larger and stronger than she was. As he yanks her to the car Misty comments.*

"Woah you dont have to be so rough you know. I'd have to be stupid to try and run away from a guy who had a gun to my head. And we all know I am not stupid huh Drew?"

*Once again Misty cocks a grin as her defences are now up. She new Drew and couldent let her gard down and show that right now for once in her life she was scaired. If she did Drew would play off the fear and that could end bad for Misty. As she is shoved into the back of the car and head down the road. Looking around the car Misty looks for an easy out but to no avail there is non. To keep herself calm she looks in the review mirror into Drew's eyes not saying a word. But keep a cocky sassy smile on her face. She new one thing most people at the angency could resist about her and that was the look she got in her eyes.*

Interruption

Carson looks up as he hears an engine start, and picks up on loud music. His eyes follow Misty’s fast car out of the parking lot.

He grits his teeth and grabs a leftover pack of smokes from his pocket, leaving behind his attempt at quitting. Trying to suppress his emotions, he shifts the weight of his bag and continues his trek across the parking lot, giving a lazy salute to the guard on duty.

Hitting the curb, Carson throws down the cigarette and puts it out with his foot. He looks both ways down the road, only now trying to figure out where he was going.

As he stands, a car suddenly comes into view. It was older…a blue station wagon…nothing odd about it, but for some reason it caught Carson’s attention. He takes one step back as instinct directs him to watch the car as it drives by. There were two men…nothing strange…they headed down the dead-end road towards the place where Carson had been with Misty just the other night. He’d seen Misty head in that direction too.

Shrugging it off, Carson turns left and starts down the sidewalk. But something triggers a picture in his memory bank. He’d recognized the driver of that car…who was it? He stops. Thinks. Turns back around.

Drew.

Carson’s blood runs cold. No…it couldn’t be Drew…could it? They were headed to where Misty had gone…surely there wasn’t a connection…was there?

He stands, as if his feet were stuck to the pavement. An unidentifiable feeling stirs deep within him. He was so angry…but something was trying to combat it. Yet he doesn’t move. He only watches the deserted road, feeling as though a storm is coming.


The blue station wagon comes to a stop near Misty’s car and sits, the engine idling for several minutes. Two men get out and head in her direction…quietly…stealthily.

As Misty stands with her eyes close, a sudden “click” breaks the silence as a handgun is cocked.

“Well, well, well.” Drew tilts his head. “Look who we got here.”

Vance snickers, his gun pointed at Misty’s head. “A little lonely out here, don’t you think?”

Drew gives a sly grin. “Thought you got away from us for good, did you, Misty? Hmm? I hear Carson is trying to join our ranks again after he screwed up by taking you from me. Kinda interesting, isn’t it?” He gestures to the parked car, his tone growing stern. “You’re coming with us.”

Vance moves forward to grab Misty’s arm and yank her down the hill to the car, his gun still threatening her life.

Reaching the car, Vance forces her into the backseat with him so he can keep her in his sights. Drew gets in behind the wheel, and puts it in gear, burning rubber as they head back down the road.


Carson’s ears perk up to the sound of a revving engine. He turns a little to see the blue car coming back, and he tenses, his eyes focused on the windows. Was that…


Wyatt sighs deeply, his fingers slowly combing Katie’s hair. He leans his head back against Jason’s desk, knowing that Katie has fallen asleep. His legs are growing a little numb, but he doesn’t move.

He can see the pain that Katie is going through, and it hurts his own heart. He can only offer her so much comfort…he can only go so far. He can only allow his heart to take so many steps before stopping. But if this is all he can do…then it is the most he can do, and Katie deserved his most.

Finally letting his hand stop on her shoulder, Wyatt lets his own eyes drift closed, his work for the day forgotten…

“…Katie?” Wyatt rubs her arm gently. It had been another hour, and Katie should probably be taken home before she slept here any longer, curled up like this. “Katie, hon, you want me to take you home?”


“Are you interrupting me again?” Clint rolls out from under the car, craning his neck to see Wendy, a mischievous look in his eye. “With you around, I’ll never get this thing done.”

He spies the food and lifts his eyebrow. “Of course…everybody needs a break.”

Tossing his tools aside, he gets his feet under himself to stand from the creeper, stretching out his back and making it pop several times. “Oh yeah.” He takes a deep breath and comes to plop down on a stool by the workbench. “What would I do without you?” he teases.


Austin wipes his mouth with a napkin and takes a sip of his iced tea, when a movement out the window catches his eye. Cocking his head, he sees the figure of a woman.

He stands up to get a closer look, then goes to the door of the mess hall and exits onto the porch, giving a wave. “Jamie!” He gives her a broad smile. “Are you a sight for sore eyes. Pete’s been bugging me all morning, asking if you’d arrived or not. I think he just wants to see a familiar face.”

Austin chuckles and gestures to the door. “Come on in. We’re just in the middle of lunch if you’re hungry.”

R/M Ranch

*After turning from Carson Misty makes her way down the hall. Carson was going to do something bad. Real bad. She new she should tell Reese, but she couldent. She wasent even sure if what she thought was going on really was or not. No Misty would leave it to Carson's own guilt. As Misty moves down the hall she dosent notice Nate coming from the other way and runs right into him.

As Misty runs into Nate he brings his arms up to catch her.*

"Whoa there Misty."

*Looking down at her something is differnce. The look in Misty's eyes told him something was wrong.*

"Hey are you ok?"

*Misty looks up and than back down backing away. She was sure everyone would see something was wrong.*

"Ya...Ya I'm fine. Great."

*Misty slips past Nate and heads to the infermary once there Misty lets out a heavy sigh. Looking at the text book she was ready early today she lets out another sigh shoving it into her bag. She couldent consintrate now even if she tryed. She needed to get out for a bit, go for a drive. Grabing her bag Misty aims for the door making her way up the steps and out to her car. Looking up before geting in Misty see Carson come out of the building with his dufflebag. Misty cant help but look down. Her heart was heavy. She should of see this coming, but she put so much trust into Carson and she had grown to have feeling for him. Shaking a tear from her eye she jumps in her car and rolls the windows down. Starting her car she turns the cd player and and ff to a certin song turning the volume up.*

{No matter what you say about love I keep coming back for more,
Keep my hand in the fire Sooner or later,
I'll get what I'm asking for.
No matter what you say about life,
I learn every time I bleed,
That truth is a stranger,
Soul is in danger,
I gotta let my spirit be free,
To admit that I'm wrong,
And then change my mind,
Sorry but I have to move on,
And leave you behind.

I can't waste time so give it a moment,
I realize, nothing's broken,
No need to worry 'bout everything I've done,
Live every second like it was my last one,
Don't look back at a new direction,
I loved you once, needed protection,
You're still a part of everything I do,
You're on my heart just like a tattoo

I'm sick of playing all of these games,
It's not about taking sides,
When I looked in the mirror, didn't deliver,
It hurt enough to think that I could,
Stop, admit that I'm wrong,
And then change my mind,
Sorry but I gotta be strong,
And leave you behind.


I can't waste time so give it a moment,
I realize, nothing's broken,
No need to worry 'bout everything I've done,
Live every second like it was my last one,
Don't look back at a new direction,
I loved you once, needed protection,
You're still a part of everything I do,
You're on my heart just like a tattoo.}

*Misty speeds past Carson in her car her music rather loud stoping at the road still some cars pass the last think that follows Misty down the road is the end of her song that is playing.*

{ If I live every moment,
Won't change any moment,
Still a part of me and you,
I will never regret you,
Still the memory of you,
Marks everything I do,
Just like a tattoo.}


*Speeding down the road Misty dosent know why she is heading this why. It would only bring more memories. Finally stoping at the rubble Misty gets out of her car and desends the hill to the broken down bridge. Geting to the top Misty leans aganst a sturdy beam closeing her eyes. Her head hurt, her heart hurt she dident know what to think.*

*As Katie is drawn into Wyatt's arms her curls herself into a ball tighter even though his arms bring her comfort. She felt like a little kid who just had a nightmare. Katie's sobs continue for maybe an hour as Wyatt just holds her his words bringing her comfort. Finally Katies crys stop she feels so tired. In a small whisper alittle to no life shows in her voice.*

"Thank you."

*Before Katie knows it her eyes are closes and she had fallen to sleep.*

*Angel smiles as she returns Lukes kiss drawing away.*

"You never will be alone Luke. I promise you that."

*Angel's smile could light up the darkest of skys.*

"How about we go get some lunch."

*Angel starts walking once again to the mess hall disapearing inside with Luke.*

*Wendy carrys a plate with fryed chicken, rice and peas out to the shop for Clint. Knocking on the door she enters.*

"Its been 10 min and I dident see you. I though maybe you could take a small break to workaholic and have some lunch with me. I dont like eating alone."

*Wendy smiles seting the plates down along with 2 bottles of water. Taking 2 small packets out of her pocket Wendy dumps them in the bottles of water and than puts the tops back in and shaking them. Seting them down again.*

"Instind lemada is a wonderful thing when you have full hands."

*Wendy grins.*

*Putting her map away once Jamie pulls out onto the road again making her way down a long almost deserted looking road. Finally coming to a sigh that reads “Welcome to the R/M Ranch.”

As Jamie pulls down the road she sees some more sighs pointing in different directions. Deciding it was her best bet to follow the one that pointed to the office. After driving down the long driveway the ranch comes into view. Jamie looks in aww. She had always lived in Nevada and there was nothing like this there. It was so big and it looked amazing. Parking her car next to the other beat up jeeps and pickup trucks Jamie suddenly fells out of place. Feeling nervous she pushes herself on and walking up on the office porch she knocks on the door and waits. After a few moments and no one coming to the door Jamie turns around and makes her way off to porch. Someone had to be here somewhere. Going back to her car she grabs her phone and keys locking the door. Starting to make her way across the lawn to what looked like the mess hall. Not moving to fast Jamie looks around taking everything in feeling a bit lost.*

Walking away

Luke reaches out to cradle Angel’s face in his hands. His eyes search her own for the truth in the words she spoke. His voice comes but a gentle tone, above a whisper, unable to express the emotions he felt. “You’re one amazing woman, Angel, you know that?”

Leaning slightly and cocking his head, he plants a slow, tender kiss on her lips. Straightening, his eyes dance, despite the pain he’s going through. “I’ll never know how I lived without you for so long.”

His thumb runs along her cheek. “I’ll let you help me…’cause I can’t go it alone.”


Wyatt ambles down the hall, his eyes on the paperwork in his hand. He aims for the main floor, intentional about going to Laura’s desk. Passing Jason’s office, though, he hears a scream.

Stopping in his tracks, he skids to a halt, dropping his paperwork without a second thought. Bursting into the office, the blood drains from his face as he sees Katie on the floor.

“Katie…Katie, what’s wrong?” He’s quick to kneel next to her, looking her over, trying to figure out if she was hurt. Her tears, her sobs…they cut him deep as concern takes over.

Then it hits him. She’s in Jason’s office…a rose is present... He didn’t know what she was experiencing, but he didn’t have to. She was distraught over Jason for some reason, and he didn’t need to know more.

Wyatt sets down on the floor and pulls her onto his lap to cradle her, wrapping his strong arms around her and letting her cry. He rocks her a little, trying to calm her down. “It’s okay, Katie…everything’s gonna be alright. Shh….just relax…

He sits with her a long while, being checked on once by Reese who happened to find them, but then they’re left alone once again.


Jason’s heart races. His pulse pounds in his head, and sweat runs down his face, stinging his eyes. He blinks, trying to bring anything into focus, but the room is too dark. I takes him several minutes to get to a state where he realizes just where he is.

Still curled up tightly on the floor, he tries to stretch out, but cries out in pain, his muscles having been so tense they now resist relaxing. Short on breath, he tries to sit up, but finds it difficult, and finally gives up.

The handcuffs on his wrists seem tight and painful…his right hand feels wet and warm. Jason realizes he must have skinned his knuckles on the concrete wall, and had been fighting his cuffs apparently, his wrists now tender and sore.

Jason lies still for a long while, trying to slow his heartrate and bring himself back to his senses. He knows what just happened, but has no idea that it lasted for over an hour. His body though warns him that it had been severe.

Finally he’s able to sit up, but doesn’t bother trying to find the cot. Instead he just huddles in the corner, no sense of time, no sense of direction.


Looking up quickly, Carson is taken completely by surprise. He had genuinely thought he was alone. He straightens and starts to make a smart remark, but quickly realizes by the look on Misty’s face that not only is she here now, but she heard his conversation.

Carson’s face turns from one of teasing to that of leeriness, waiting her next move.

As Misty’s words come, they hit him like a kick to the gut. His eyes start to narrow and he opens his mouth for a harsh return, but she’s already turned and walked away.

He stands alone, stunned, and unsure what to think. But he had to think. He had to figure out what this meant. Misty’s callous words alone were enough to shock his system…and it upsets him more than he’d like to admit.

Would Misty go to Reese? Would she keep quiet? Would she confront him about it later?

The more Carson thought, the more anger he felt. He was angry that he was stupid enough to get caught, he was angry that he was having such a hard time doing what he wanted to without feeling guilty, and he was angry at basically being called a monster. But maybe that’s what he really was… He’d warned Misty, more than once, and she just hadn’t listened. He was a bad guy… he didn’t know how to be the good guy and was failing at trying. TJY didn’t need someone like him around. He wouldn’t betray them, but they had no use for someone like him.

Spinning around, Carson heads into the holding cell. He grabs his baseball cap and slaps it on his head, pulling the brim low over his eyes, hiding his scowl. Throwing a few rampant pieces of clothing back into his duffle bag, he zips it shut and slings it over his shoulder.

Without looking back, Carson stalks back to the busier part of the building, aiming down the hall with long strides, the exit his destination. He belonged here no more.

Help

*Misty heads down the hall to find Carson for lunch she hears his voice raise. Who was he talking to? Standing around the courner Misty stands aganst the wall listing to him. He was on the phone but with who. Whatever he was talking about it was heavy. Misty could put two and two together and figure it out. Her mind races as her heart felt a break. Why Carson? You were doing so well. What went wrong. Steping out from around the courner Misty leans aganst the wall looking at Carson for a long moment before speaking.*

“Dreams of the marrow hath the shattered soul. Pride is lost. Wings stripped away, the end is nigh. Such is…the fate of a monster.”

*Misty turns making her way back down the hall. She had nothing alse to say let alone knowing what to say. As she walks she hangs her head in defeate.*

*Angel takes both of Lukes arms in her hands so he stops flairing them around and just smile at him.*

"Someone once told me Life is about change. Sometimes it's painful, sometimes it's beautiful, but most of the time it's both. I want to shair the painful moments, the beautiful moments with you. If I dident I would of ducked tail and ran along time ago. No matter what happend I am always going to have stress and worry. Even if you wernt in pain Luke I would have worry. Its just something that happens when you care deeply about someone. I love you Luke and nothing is ever going to change that."

*Angel's eyes show compation and love never changing. Her words are soft and made to be comforting.*

"I'm always going to love you till the day we both pass on and even after that my love will still be there in other people's hearts as they remember us. Dont even feel ashams Luke, or that your puting me through to much cuz your not and you never will. I'm excited about shairing my life with you, I'm excited about the day I say "I do". And thats never gonna change."

*As Katie's mind drifts the feeling slaps her hard and fast Jason...no. Katie stands, she had to do somehting Jason...Jason...the pain Katie felt it, it took over her heart it took over her mind. She couldent do anything this time she couldent help him. Katie felt so helpless, she had promised Jason she would always be there to help him, and now she wasent Another wave of pain comes over Katie as she lets out a scream and drops to the floor. The rose falling back to the desk. Katie brings her knees up to her chest as she lays on the ground her eyes shut tight.*

"Jason...."

*She whispers.*

"Jason please...it hurts so much for me it must be ten times for you."

*Katie's crys continue as she holds her knees. She was a failure to Jason, she wasent there for him like she promised. What was going to happen to him now, he was scaired, lost and alone.*

Trauma

Luke gives a short sigh. “I’m sorry…I just…I know you want to take care of me, and you’re glad to do it… I just don’t like piling on any more worries for you.” He throws up his arms. “And I know this whole thing is stupid… I was hurting and I didn’t want to bother you, so when I was in town a while back I got a prescription and Eric’s been picking it up for me when he’s out driving.”

He’s clearly upset by the look in his eyes. “They worked at first, but then stopped, and by then it was too late and I couldn’t go without.” He shrugs lamely. “Eric warned me, but I thought he was wrong.”

Luke looks down at the ground, feeling like an idiot. “I just wanted something to stop the pain so…so you wouldn’t have to worry about me so much.”


Clint watches Wendy leave, a grin still on his face. He could still remember the day he’d shown up at the ranch with a banged up shoulder because a dumb dog had crossed his path on the road. Where would he be today if it hadn’t been for that? Wendy had become his best friend, and he wouldn’t want to be living anywhere else but here. Things had been a little tough with his family…but now…even with the stress of the Agency, he couldn’t imagine it any differently.

He shakes his head and slides back under the car, knowing good and well that he wouldn’t make it in for lunch. He’d started this stupid thing this morning and was going to get something accomplished before quitting time if it killed him.

And…the thought of Wendy bringing lunch out to him didn’t exactly upset him.


Carson wanders down by the holding cell, spying a telephone out of sight of the security cameras. He’d discovered that the two lawyers he was supposed to take down were in no way connected to TJY. It was something completely separate that the Agency was working on, and if they were out of the picture, it would affect nothing here. That was a plus.

Now he wanted to know what cases the lawyers were working on. He needed to cover all bases before going to Arizona and earning that money. He didn’t see it as anything that went against TJY, but people around here might not take things that way, so they couldn’t find out. If Carson could get all his ducks in a row, he’d be set.

Glancing around to make sure no one is within earshot, he goes for the phone in the corner, dials, then waits. “Ah, Martin.”

“I knew you’d be calling again. You never wait as long as you say.”

Carson smirks. “Just seeing if you were still around.”

“Well I’m glad you called.”

“Why?”

“The appointment has been bumped up.”

Carson raises his eyebrows. “What? To when?”

“Next week.”

“Next week?!” Carson doesn’t realize he just raised his voice. “Why?”

Martin pauses, rustling paper heard. “Uh…the guys they’re defending or something got lucky with an earlier trial date.”

“Aw, great.”

“Problem?”

Carson knew that question was one asking if he was still going to do the job. “No…I’ll work with it. Look, where will they be at?”

“Downtown… it’s a town near Phoenix.”

“At the courthouse?”

“Yep.”

Carson calculates a plan of action in his mind. “Alright, here’s the deal. Since I don’t have as much time, I want you to email me blueprints of all the buildings on that block. I want info on that case, and I want to know if the press is going to be there or not. This is gonna be a clean job. No witnesses, no cleanup.”

After just a couple more minutes of talk, Carson hangs up the phone and leans against the wall. The adrenaline was already starting, beginning to satisfy his craving to get back on the job. But how was he going to get away with it? And why was there guilt in the pit of his stomach?


“Alright, Stevenson. Out.”

Jason stands up from his cot and exits his cell, confused as he’s placed in handcuffs again. “What’s going on?”

The guard shuts the cell door and aims Jason down the hall. “We need the space. You’re going in the spare room.”

Jason’s instincts warn him. “What are you talking about?”

The guard chuckles. “Ever hear of solitary confinement?”

Jason stops in his tracks. “You can’t do this to me.”

“Oh, no?” The guard pushes him to keep him moving. “I’m doing it. What are you gonna do about it?”

Jason grits his teeth and trudges down several dim corridors. There was nothing he could do but take it. Otherwise they’d accuse him of more than they already had. “This isn’t going to sit well with my lawyer,” he threatens.

The guard doesn’t respond, but stops, opening heavy door at the end of the hall. “You. In. Now.”

Jason holds out his hands. “Cuffs?”

“Ha!” The guard manhandles him inside, giving him one last shove that sends him into the far wall. “Goodnight!” he sneers. “Maybe if you’re good, I’ll see you in the morning.”

“No!” Jason spins around, only to see the door shut, cutting him off from the world. It was dark…there was no light…now window…no sound.

Panic stirs inside of him. “Maybe if you’re good, I’ll see you in the morning…” That wasn’t the first time he’d heard those words…only last time it had been Alex’s voice after he’d thrown Jason into that dreaded room.

Jason’s mind begins to hurl memories in his direction, clouding his conscience. He puts his hands to his head and cringes. “No,” he groans, fighting it. “No!” But it’s no use. The pressure was too great…the emotional strain too much…

…Jason lies curled up in a ball in the corner of the pitch black cell. His body trembles as he breaks out in a cold sweat. Nightmarish images flash before him, skewing reality into some sort of sick dreamlike world that he couldn’t escape. Reality was there…he could see it…but he was just out of reach. “Katie…” he manages to whisper. But on a level of logic, he knows it’s useless…she would not be coming to him this time.

In torment, he writhes, completely consumed by the severe attack. His body tenses as his muscles tighten to the point of cramping, shaking uncontrollably. He’s being chased, he’s being hit, tossed in a corner, yelled at…he sees faces again, he experiences the terror again…every little detail that evoked fear was driven into him like an unforgiving dagger.

No one can see him…no one can hear him… Without outside assistance, the torture persists for over an hour.

Feeling

*Wendy cant help but giggle her face still red.*

"OK I'll see ya than. If ten min into lunch your not that I'll bring you something. See ya lunch."

*Swiftly Wendy exits the shop. Once outside she stops and rolls her eyes. She had acted so stupid inside, and felt strange. She never felt strange around Clint before. Was it the fact they were inches from kissing. Wendy dident know but she shakes the feeling pushing it away. There was no reson to feel strange around Clint and she wouldent alowe herself to be.*

*Angel's eyes show simpanthy and pain but no anger. How could she even be mad at Luke. He was human and we all did things we wernt happy about.*

"Oh Luke, You should of come to me sooner Hun so I could have helped."

*Angel brings her hand to Lukes face turns it twords her to look him in the eye.*

"We will get though this together ok. First things first we need to get rid of the painkillers you have and than from there we will work through it. Its gonna be hard but I'll help you all I can. ok?"

*Katie sit in Jason's office her head leaning back aganst the chair. Holding the rose still Katie lets out a long sigh. The rose was ment to comfort her but she still missed Jason horrable. A feeling churns in the pit of Katie tummy, it was Jason. He wasent being beat or geting hurt but his feeling, his emotions were starting to get the best of him. Katie shakes her head slowly*

"No Jason, controll them. You can do it. Dont let them take over."

*Katie stays siting in the office for fear if she left what would happen. This was the only was she new how to be close to Jason right now.*

Truth

Clint looks up at Wendy, and it’s as if all of a sudden he realizes what just happened…or didn’t happen.

He can’t help the grin that comes to his face. “Yeah…I’ll be in for lunch if I can get cleaned up enough. You might have to bring me lunch out here if they kick me out of the mess hall.”


Luke gives Angel a grateful smile, but stops their walk one more time. Complete honesty…it had to be that way, no matter how it made him feel.

“Angel…there’s…there’s not a whole lot that’s gonna help this pain.” He turns her towards himself, resting both hands on her shoulders. “I’ve been on a double dosage of a high strength pain killer for about six weeks now and…it doesn’t even cut it anymore.” He purses his lips grimly, wanting to say more, but so hesitant. Eric was the only one that knew.

He lets his hands slide off her shoulders and he looks away. “Problem is, I can’t get myself back off of them.”


Con zips closed the bag he was packing for tomorrow. He hadn’t told Jamie he was taking a trip…why, he wasn’t really sure. But the thought of only his sister knowing his location was a nice thought. No one could find him…no one could bother him. Reese and Jason were the only ones who might guess, but neither would give him away. Con only kept his location a secret when he wanted to be left alone, and that didn’t happen often.

This was his time…his getting away. Jamie was right…he needed to stay away from TJY as long as it took, and right now, he still wasn’t ready to go back.

For now, Jamie need not know he’d left.


Jason lies on his hard bed, staring up a the ceiling. He rubbed his wrist where the guard had been too rough with the handcuffs. But his mind was far from the present.

The feeling of dread had stirred up an angry rollercoaster ride that was starting its first uphill ascent. Slowly at first, but if only Jason could stop it before it reached the top. If he didn’t, it was going to come crashing down, and there was nothing here to save him this time.

But his mind was intent on dredging up those horrid memories…those horrid emotions all over again. They’d been set off, and were determined to run their course. He had to stay focused…he had to think of something else…he had to…

*smile*

*Wendy watching Clint with care as he points everything out. Trying her best to understand what everything is. Misty turns her head at the same time Clint does coming eye to eye with him. For a moment she meets his gaze and a strange feeling comes over her making her look away fast the red head rising in her face.*

"Thats...thats quite intresting"

*Misty looks away for a while a million thought running though her mind. Moving her legs she pushes Clint and herself out from under the car again. Siting up for a moment before standing.*

"Well...I guess I should leave you alone for now so you can...um...get back to work. I'll see you for lunch right?"

*Angel smiles at Luke her arm atill around him.*

"We cant go back in time cuz God dident intend us too. God will never give us more than we can handle. I think he let us find eachother for a reson. Dont feel guilty Luke. I love helping you when ever I can. Your so very important I couldent even think of leaving you for something as silly as this."

*Angel starts walking again with Luke a smile on her face. She really did care for him. He ment everything to her.*

*A smile forms on Jamie's face as Con's sweet voice entered her ears and brang a smile to her face.*

"Finding out about Jason is always good, please keep me updated. Do you know how Katie is holding up? I feel bad for her. Make sure you take as much time off from TJY as you need Con. Dont go back till your ready ok? You need to take care of youself first and formost ok?"

*Again Jamie talks with Con for a long while about this and that. Finally Jamie relizes its time to hang up though she dident want too.*

"Well I better get going or I am never gonna make it on time. I'll give ya a call again Con. Take care of yourself for me ok? I dont wanna hve to kick your butt when I get home. Love ya hun."

*Jamie hangs up the phone and pulls back on the road making the last few hours drive. She was starting to feel the excitment grow. It would be nice to see Austin again. It had been so long.*

Back in time

Jason grows tired, but tries to stay alert for Lockheart as they finalize plans.

Finally as she leaves, he’s left alone for a few minutes before a guard comes to get him and take him back to his cell.

As they walk, a feeling of dread comes over Jason. Down the long row of cells, he knew his was at the end. Without warning, his mind begins to toy with him, reminding him of another time he didn’t want to be taken to a room…to be locked up….to be left and forgotten.

He closes his eyes and opens them back up again, trying to stay in touch with reality. He was fine…this was different…there were no Alex’s here.


Clint raises an eyebrow, but scoots over as he’s ordered. He rolls his eyes as Wendy pushes them back under the car. “I shoulda known better than to give you an inch,” he teases.

He gestures to the engine. “Oh, this has a crack here, and another leak here that I can’t find, then I got to replace this part here…” He scans the mess. “Few new parts…a little bit of TLC…and this baby should be running in no time. Of course…”

Clint turns his head to Wendy. “If some people would quit interrupting me, it might get done a lot sooner.” As he pauses, he realizes his face is almost touching hers as there’s hardly enough room for both of them under the car. He swallows hard, then quickly turns back to looking up at the engine. “So um, yeah…that’s about it.”


Luke stops again, looking into Angel’s eyes for a moment. He’d promised her no more secrets, yet he’d failed at that again. He just hadn’t wanted her to worry… “Oh, Angel.” He lets out a weary sigh. “Can we just go back in time? Back when we didn’t have so many worries…so many things to think about?”

He shakes his head. “Every time I worry about the road getting harder, I remember your willingness to stick it out with me…. And every time I remember that, I feel even more guilt for asking you to do so.”


“Hey, Jamie!” A smile can be heard in Con’s voice. “Glad to know you’re almost there. I was figuring you might be. I almost called you. Nothing much going on here…it’s quiet. Haven’t heard a thing from TJY, so I’m not thinking about it much. Though I thought I’d give Reese a ring later to ask about Jason.”

On an On

*Lockheart lets out a sigh as she looks up at Jason. A certin sadness but strangth in her eyes.*

"To be honest Jason I really dont know. Everything has been moving so fast in this case I dont see why they would slow it down now, but if the Agency is the way you say they are it could very well be six months. But let hope that dosent happen shall we."

*Lockheart goes over more stuff with Jason. Stuff to add to the story or take away, relavent or not. Than the topic shifts to the pilimanry tomarrow and how Jason will plee. Lockheart stays around for about an hour or two more befor making her leave leting Jason know she will see hom tomarrow.*

*Wendy smirks at Clint and than giggles. Puching him over alittle bit with her foot she taunts.*

"Move you big butt over would ya."

*Bending down Wendy slids into the pallet with Clint. Taking her legs she pushes herself and Clint back under the the automobel.*

"So now what were we working on down here?"

*Wendy dosent take note or care her clothing is geting oil on it.*

*Angel smiles and leans into Luke alittle bit.*

"You are young still Luke. At least to me you are."

*Angel stops a moment looking into Lukes eyes. Something was wrong that Luke wasent talking about. She searches Luke's eyes for a while longer.*

"Hun is there something alse wrong? "

*Jamie finally enters Texas and pulls to the side of the road decieding to give Con a call. Dialing his number she waits for him to answer.*

"Hey Con. I just wanted to let you know I just crossed over into Texas. Havent caught any rain yet but its a coming. I should be at the ranch in an hour to two."

Secret

As Misty takes Carson by the shirt and yanks him closer, his eyes widen. He starts to say something, but before he can react, his mouth is silenced as her lips are pressed against his own. Letting down his guard, he takes his free hand to reach out to her face as he returns the kiss with strength, wanting the exchange to last longer. But she pulls away, leaving him once more.

Blinking, Carson realizes that his one hand is now empty of the book. A grin quirks the corner of his mouth as she calls out her good morning. Heaving a sigh, he ambles forward with no certain destination in mind. “It is now.”


Jason sets his cuffed hands up on the table, tapping his fingers nervously. “Well if you’re satisfied, then I’ll have to trust you. Could be a while before you can use that speech…who knows what date they’ll set tomorrow.”

He looks down for a moment, dreading that decision. “I know of people who have gotten caught up waiting in the system for a long time, Lockheart…what are the odds that I’ll be sitting in here for six months before I get a trial?”


“Ahh!” Clint’s hand goes up to grab the side of the car as Wendy pulls him out. He lifts his head to look up at her with a smirk. “And what, pray tell, do you plan to do about it?” He twirls the wrench in his hand. “I’m covered in grease, and I dare say you wouldn’t want to get your nice clothes dirty, so it looks like I’m on the winning end of this.”


Luke stops walking for a moment and turns to look at Angel, his face solemn. She didn’t know. Finally he forces a small smile. “I’ll be alright. Just get me a cane and call me an old man.” He chuckles and draws her closer to put his arm around her shoulder as they continue their walk. “But as long as I got you by my side, I’ll feel young.”

Sassy

*As Laura walks away Nate rolls his eyes. How was he always doing that. On moment he though Laura liked him maybe even alittle and the next it seemed he was ticking her off yet the look in her eyes said she wasent. Nate could hardly read her emotions. Nate was older but for some reson he felt like he was in highschool again.*

*As Carson snatches the book from Carson's hand Misty look at him and puts her hands on her hips.*

"Carson Banks, I find it very intresting so if you would kindly give me my book back."

*Misty trys to grab her book but to no avail Carson puts it behind her back out of reach. Carson's taunt reaching her ears her sassy grin plays on her lips. Steping closer to Carson Misty grabs his shirt in a tight fist and pulls him closer to her placing a long kiss on his lips as her other hand reaches around him and grabs her book. Finishing off her kiss she pulls away a cocky look on her face as she grins and backs away from Carson returning her walk to the infermary calling over her shoulder.*

"Good Morning Carson!"

*After Susanne leaves Katie's fingers run over the roses pettles and leaves. Gently picking it up Katie brings it to her nose to sniff it. A small smile forming on her lips.*

"Oh Jason."

*A tear falls from Katie's eye.*

"I miss you J. Thank you."

*Katie stays in Jason's office for a while longer just holding he flower and replying memories in her mind. They starts to bring her comfort even though they brang her tears.*

*Lockheart thinks for a long moment. Playing differnt words though her mind.*

"I guess that answer is short and sweet. You were three young kids, scaired out of you mind. When Katie was taken to the hospetal she was told it would be taken care of and so you left it at that."

*Lockheart returns to her papers and jots some stuff down.*

"The story is solid and there are no lies involved.The truth and nothing but the truth, with paper work to back it up.*

*Wendy slips out of the rolling chair and grabs Clint's feet pulling him out from under the car.*

"Who do you think your pointing your wrench at Mr.? You think I am just gonna stand by and take that from you?"

*Wendy's eyes dance with laughter. A smile crossing her face.*

*Angel continues to help Luke giving him the saport he needs.*

"Ah Sweetheart, I put in an order on that cane for you. Its not gonna take away the pain buts its gonna help. Did you ever consider taking some pain meds? or Anit inflamitories for you hard days? It would help so at least you could deal with the pain. I dont like seeing your huring."

Warned you

Laura rolls her eyes. "I warned you about flirting, Mr. Driers. Don't flatter yourself - you were second choice. Wyatt couldn't do it." She throws Nate a look that some might think was amusement, while others might interpret as annoyance, and she turns to leave. "See you later."


Carson searches Misty's eyes, not allowing his underlying smile to come to the surface. "Mm, most people stop doing things that they know are unhealthy for them."

He shifts his gaze to her book, and snatches it from her hand, turning it around to see the text for himself. "No wonder you feel unhealthy. How can you stand reading this stuff without falling asleep?"

He shuts it and holds it behind his back out of Misty's reach. A slyness passes through his eyes. "How about concentrating on something that takes less brain than this? You haven't even said good morning yet."


"Katie?" A light tap comes to Jason's office door before it opens slightly and Susanne pokes her head in. "Ah, there you are." She smiles gently. "I looked all over for you, and thought maybe you might be in here." She enter slowly, something behind her back. "The guard at the driveway got a delivery a while ago and it found its way to my desk...I think a certain someone somehow got a message out, and I believe this is for you."

Susanne retrieves a single red rose from behind her, and lays it on Jason's desk in front of Katie. She gives a little nod but says nothing more and leaves the office once more, shutting the door quietly behind her.


Jason listens intently, trying to picture Lockheart's summary, and trying to imagine what others might thing. As she finishes, he shrugs. "What can I say...the story fits." He thinks for a moment. "Why didn't I go to the cops after that though? If I was totally innocent and knew that it was self defense...why didn't we report it?"


Clint growls to himself and rolls sideways from under the car just far enough to see Wendy. "Do I look like I'm just being a drama king?" His arms are covered in oil, and it's smeared across places on his face as well, and even a spot in his hair. He points a teasing wrench in her direction. "If you'd care to join me under here, I can show you just what it's like, then you can be the one dramatizing all you want, when you're covered in grease and oil."


Luke interlocks his fingers in Angel's as they walk, and gives her a small smile. "Yeah, sorry. Didn't want to get out of bed this morning."

He pauses, a weary look in his eye. "Last time I lied and said I was fine, you chewed me out, so I think the best option for me at this moment would be to say I feel like crap. But otherwise, everything is great." He forces a dry laugh even though he doesn't feel like it.

Days events

*Nate laughs at Laura's comment.*

"Nope I probley wouldent have said no anyways cuz while I was reading the email I'd see your pritty face in my head."

*Nate taps his temple and smiles.*

"Ok sounds like a plane to me. I look forward to it."

*Katie smiles at Wyatt.*

"Thank you Wy for everything. You ever need anything feel free to seek me out as well ok."

*Kaite goes back to her paper work trying to revert her mind. How she missed Jason. Looking twords his office. It was hard knowing he wasent there. Standing Katie makes her way to Jason's office. Sliping slowly inside she shuts the door behind her. Katie could still smell Jason in the room. and it made her miss him more. Walking over to the pictures Katie gazes at them. Con, Jason and Laura smiling back at her. Some of just Jason and Con or Jason and Laura. They seemed so happy. What happend to those days. Katie hadent known everyone then, but Jason had been happy, Con had been happy. Now everything felt so empty. Drawing away from the pictures Katie makes her way to Jason's desk. Running her fingers along the wood till they get to the leather desk chair. Siting down in it Katie leans on Jason's desk. Lost in thought. *

*Misty looks up from her book cocking a sassy smile at Carson laying a hand on his arm and drawing herself alittle closer.*

"Ya I also know something alse that is bad for my health but that dosent stop me from being close to it."

*Misty holds her sassy smile gazing deep into Carson dazzling blue eyes.*

*Lockheart keeps her smile at Jason and pulls out some papers.*

"Ok...I'll read this as though your the jury. I stayed up till 3 writing this so if its crap dont be to harsh ok."

*Lockheart scans the papers and than puts on her convincing profestional tone locking eyes with Jason. Reading as though she would to the jury on Jason court day.*

“Jason and Katie were in the wood behind Katie’s aunts ranch looking for one of there friends. She had gone missing and there was talk that some thugs had been seen hanging out around that part. Heading through the woods Mr. Stevenson and Miss. Pent came across an old abanded house and checked it out. Coming to find out there friend was inside, Miss. Pent and Mr. Stevenson took action. Mr. Stevenson stood guard as Miss. Pent slipped through a window. Seeing as her frame is small she could do it with ease. After a few moments Miss. Pent and her friend emerged from the basement of the house and made there way back to were Mr. Stevenson was. One of the thugs happened to spot them drawing his gun, Mr. Steveson new if he dident act Katie would be dead this very moment. Another thug appeared and he took one shot at Miss. Pent catching her in the arm. As you see judge from the report you have on your desk from when Miss. Pent was in the hospital. I believe she was in the care of Dr.Timble and Dr. Lachey.”

*Lockheart pulls out some more papers and pushes them twords Jason. They were signed documents from JT, and Angel when they both had taken care of Katie.*

“I had these faxed to me lastnight. JT, and Angel were both very happy to help and wish you the best btw.”

*Lockheart smiles and the clears her throt finishing up what she had written.*

“At any rate The thug armed his gun once again at the fallen Katie. If Mr. Stevenson hadent shot him, Katie would again be the one dead now. So what this boils down ladys and gentalmen, good people of the jury is Mr. Stevenson was in face protecting an important people that if it was not for him would not be in this court room today. In a split second Mr. Stevenson had to act and all he could think of was that he couldent let Miss. Pent die. It wasent her time. He did what probley any one of us would do to save someone we care about life.”

*Finishing Lockheart sits watching Jason waiting for his reaction.*

*Wendy cant help but laugh as she enters the shop and hears Clint. Following his voice she finally finds him.*

"Having problems again are we? or are you just being a drama queen...er...king?"

*Wendy flops down in Wes desk chair and rolls it closer to Clint kicking his foot playfuly.*

*Rosetta hurrys around the spair bedroom in the mess hall cleaning up BJ's toys before Jamie got there. All the bunk houses were full at the moment and this was the only free on. Rosetta figured BJ could sleep with her in the little extra bedroom she had in the office. Rosetta changes the linen, and opens the windows to freshen up the room. cleaning off the sills and whiping down the counters. Trying to make the room look as comfortable as she can.*

*Angel spots Luke and runs up along next to him.*

"Missed you at breakfest today. How ya feeling hun?"

*Angel dident need to ask she new he was hurting he always did when the weather changed. But she asked him anyways. Slipping her hand in his she trys to give hims some saport suttaly*

Morning...

Laura cocks her head, her eyes narrowing slightly. “And if I woulda emailed you rather than letting you see this pretty face, would you have declined?”

She shakes her head. “Well thanks, Nate. Con will be around today yet – I think he’s leaving tomorrow. So we can swing by Jamie’s then.”


Wyatt chuckles. “Naw, you just come with Laura, that’s good. I know she likes the company and I…” He bites his tongue from saying more, and reverts to listening.

“You just hang in there, Hero. It’ll all be over sooner than we know it.” He grins a little. “I’m alright. Same ol’ same ol’.” He pauses, then decided to head to his office. “If you need anything, let me know.”


As Carson heads down the hall, he spies Misty with her nose stuck in a book, heading for the infirmary. Glancing around, he knows that Rick hasn’t arrived yet, and steps forward in front of her, stopping her by putting a hand to the top of the book. He slowly tilts it down so her eyes become visible, and he can give her a crooked grin. “Didn’t you know that reading books this early in the morning is bad for your health?”


Jason shrugs at Lockheart, fidgeting with his cuffs. “I didn’t sleep a wink, that’s how I faired. But I’m alive so I guess that’s a good thing. What did you come up with?”



“Aw for crying out loud!” Clint scoots out from under the car, oil all over himself. “This is the second time this bucket of bolts has done this to me!” Still on his back, he grabs a rag and disappears under the car again, grumbling to himself.


Luke makes his way from his bunkhouse to the mess hall, knowing that he’s missed breakfast, but he hadn’t been able to get himself out of bed any earlier. He’d gone for both his braces this morning…the weather was reeking havoc on him again, and it wasn’t fun. But he didn’t want Angel to have to take time out of her day to help him, so somehow he’d managed to get up and make it out.

He aims for the mess hall, slowly, taking in a breath of the mid-morning air. It was damp, with a feeling of rain on the way.


“Yeah, she’ll be coming sometime. Not sure when.”

Mick nods to Austin as he grooms one of the horses in the barn. “And Con?”

“No, he’s still there. He’s on a leave of absence right now.”

“I see. So Jamie’s the one that got taken by the Agency just recently, right?”

Austin nods. “Yeah. I’m just glad she’s feeling up to coming. It’ll be good to see her again.”

New day

*Jamie wakes after finally galling asleep again last night. She was still tired and was sure her eyes showed it. The sky was pretty gray out as well and the rain was lightly coming down. Jamie new she should leave now to beat any harder rain. Geting out of bed She showers for the day and throws some clothing on. Deceding she would grab something to eat along the way. Packing her bags Jamie checks out of the hotel and starts down the road again twords Texas. As Jamie drives her mind wonders she wonders what Con is doing and if he is missing her as much as she is missing him.*

*Nate looks up from his desk and smiles.*

"Morning."

*Listening to Laura Nate cant help but have his smile widen. Laura was asking for his help thats was something new and it felt good.*

"And how could I say no when I have that pretty face looking back at me? Of corse I will come with you to Jamie's at lunch time and deal with little eddy. You can count on me."

*Katie looks up at Wyatt smiling. She had a nice time as dinner with him lastnight and was thankful he could take her mind off stuff for a while. Wyatt was a good guy.*

"Ya I did this morning. But if you really want to pick me up I wouldent mind. As long as you remembered."

*Kaite sticks her toung at Wyatt before her face becomes more solam again.*

"Oh I'm doing ok Wy. Just alot on my mind I guess. I know you dad it trying to keep me busy, and your doing you best to cheer me up witch I thank you, but I cant help stoping and think anyways ya know.I just have to keep faith everything is gonna be ok. How about you Wy? How are you?"

*Lockheart once again makes her way down the hall twords the room that held Jason. Entering Lockheart has a new smile, a new shine about her. She had finished her story, had the paper work she needed faxed over to her lastnight after making some phone calls. Lockheart was confadent.*

"Morning Jason. How did you fair lastnight?"

*Lockheart sits down across from Jason opening her brefcase.*

*As Misty enters the main floor she hardly notices anything going on around her. Her nose was stuck in a text book about differnt medical terms. Misty was cinsidering staying here in the states once her inturnship was up and finish her schooling here insted of england. Once Misty saw nothing in this town that was worth saying for. But reciently her eyes had been open to something new, someone new. Though she could quite explain it she new she liked the feelings and dident want to leave them behind. If Misty did transfer back into the states she would have to go through some very diffacult tests to make sure she understood everything she learned so far. Though her internship wasent close to over Misty wanted to start now in brushing up and studing. Her face still in the book Misty makes her way to the infermary.*

Unknown Future

Carson watches Misty leave, and doesn’t move for a long while. He loved the feelings she evoked… but it also created a conflict within himself. He wasn’t used to battling between right and wrong.

Finally standing, Carson heads upstairs to the kitchen. He wasn’t all that hungry, but knew he should at least eat a little bit of something if he could find it.


…Carson rubs the sleep from his eyes and sits up with a yawn. He looks at his watch. If people hadn’t started to arrive to work already, they would soon. Glancing down, he realizes that he’s got two files with him that he’d found in Jason’s office last night, that he probably shouldn’t be found with.

Forcing himself to get up, he grabs some clean clothes along with the files and heads upstairs. Placing the papers back where they belong, he then heads for the shower.


Con unzips his duffel bag and sets it on his bed as he begins to find clothes to pack. He wasn’t sure how long he’d be gone…so it was hard to judge how much he should take… but no matter what, he knew he’d be taken care of, so it wasn’t a great concern. Besides that, it was only three hours away.


Laura makes her way into TJY with a yawn. She tosses her purse onto her desk then scans the floor, spotting Nate at his own desk. Making a beeline for him, she stops and gives him a small smile. “Mornin’ Nate.” She leans against the cubicle. “You wouldn’t be in the mood to do me a really, really big favor would you?”

She cocks her head, giving him puppy eyes. “See, Con is gonna leave town today or tomorrow…and Jamie’s already gone, so that means I’ll be taking care of things for her instead of Con. However…” She grimaces. “I don’t do snakes. I can pick up the mail and make sure everything is fine in the house, but taking care of Ed just isn’t something I find appealing. So…”

Laura resumes her pleading look. “You wouldn’t be so kind as to take care of Ed, would you? I was planning on going over to Jamie’s over my lunch breaks every day, so if we wanted to make one trip out of it, we could. Otherwise, I can get you a key.”


Wyatt strolls past Katie’s cubicle, throwing her a wry grin. “Starting riding to work with Laura again, huh? My jeep automatically swung by your place today, but then made me feel slightly stupid when I remembered Laura had her car again.” He chuckles. “How ya doing this morning, Hero?”


Jason paces his small cell, not even knowing what time it was. The light from a window down the hall hinted that it was mid-morning, and his instincts told him as such, but it was hard to tell for sure.

His mind wanders in a million directions at once. He hadn’t slept a bit the night before, and he was tired of thinking of all these things, but it was as if he could not longer control his brain.

Thoughts of the future invaded his mind. What did the future look like? It was so hard to tell. He wanted to believe Lockheart…he knew she’d try her hardest to get him out of here…. It was the only thing he had to hang onto. Tomorrow they’d find out how long he’d have to wait until court… It could be a month…six months…even longer. Jason hated to think that if the Agency was involved here, just how much they’d love to see him sit here for an extended period of time, waiting for the trial. But had to have hope in something…

Jason flops down on the hard bed, tired of pacing. Lockheart hadn’t said what time she’d be here today…

You can FF :-p

*Misty hate to let the moment end it was perfect, peaceful something Misty wished could last forever, but she new it must and for now they would have to part ways. Siting up Misty slids herself off Carson. Giving a sassy grin the softens into a smile Misty reaches into her bag and pulls out a peace of paper joting down a numbers.*

"I guess you right, but if you get bored and find yourself geting in trouble again give me a call."

*Misty hands Carson the paper and stands heading for the door.*

"Oh ya and do me a favor head up to the kitchen and get youself some food. I dont need you wasting away on me ok? I'll see ya tomarrow."

*Misty turns and heads for the door once again exiting. On her way up the stairs and out to her car Misty cant help the dreamy look in her eye. Tonight she wouldent mind being alone she had her thoughts of Carson to keep her company.*

Mysterious

Feeling Misty resting against him...her heartbeat matching his own, her words resonating in his mind... Carson experiences a bliss he's never felt before. With his arms wrapped around her holding her close, for just a moment, he desires nothing else - he could stay right here for eternity, and not care.

Misty was warm...soft...and she emitted a light that shone in the darkness, like a beacon to point the way.

Carson takes a deep breath, loving her smell...her perfume, the way it caressed his senses. She affected him like no one else...and to know it was mutual made it all the more mysterious.

He just lies still for several minutes, not caring about the time. But he knows Misty was on her way out the door. "You better get going," he prompts quietly, and lets up on his hold. "And if I know what's good for me, I should probably stay in this building."

The Moment

*As Misty lays on Carson her head resting on his shoulder she closes her eyes. Happy in the moment.*

"Its an infanent mistery than I dont think you every will able to be able to figure you, but if you do let me know cuz maybe thats what you do to me as well."

*As Misty lays there her heart races. Carson really did do something to her she couldent describe. It was a feeling far behond words. All Misty new was she liked it to much to let it again. Misty could feel Carson's breathing and hear his heart proving to her he as well enjoyed the moment.*

Upside down

Carson's hands find her own, his palms rough against the top of her soft hands. He returns the kiss, giving Misty a sly grin as she withdraws. "Now that wasn't near enough reward for all the work it took to get you here."

His hand makes its way up her arm, around her neck and to her head until he can draw her back close, forcing her not to use her arms as leverage.

Finally satisfied, he allows the moment to break, though wraps both arms around her to hold her still against him. "One day I'm gonna figure out how you turn me upside down."

*sigh*

*As Misty falls on Carson chest she just lays there for a moment continplating what happens next. Bring her knees up under her Misty places both her hands on Carson chest she lifts her self off him alittle looking deep into his eyes.*

"And sometimes its better to just give in than to fight or run."

*Leaning down Misty brings her lips to Carson's once again. Misty envelping Carson's lips with her own. Only to draw back for a second and give Carson a smile searching his eyes.*

Hunter

Carson searches Misty's eyes, his own reflecting the new spark he'd found. "Mm, but sometimes a running target is more fun for the hunter."

He gives her legs a soft nudge, just enough to knock her off balance so she falls onto him. He doesn't catch her though, letting her land on top of his chest, his own arms left at his sides. "Then again...sometimes trying to hit a running target is just too much work."

Run away

*Misty smerks the fire in her eyes proving she was indeed feeling better and up to the battle of wills once again. Misty steps even closer to the cot freely till her knees touch the edge.*

"Run away from you, I'd have to say if you did hold people captive you wouldent have to call it that with me. I like staying here with you willingly. Though saying your holding my captive just sounds more thrilling."

*Misty bends down a bit to be eye level with Carson.*

If I did

Carson pulls her one step closer, not moving from the cot. "I don't hold people captive anymore, remember?" He folds his arms across his chest, one eyebrow cocked. "Though if I did, would you run?"

Captive

*Misty turns as Carson's leg wraps around hers. Squinting her eyes just a bit.*

"Are you holding me captive Mr. Banks?"

*Misty steps a bit closer to Carson as she feels the pressure from his foot around her leg.*

Stolen

Carson’s eyes narrow as he slips his feet off his cot, extending his legs to lock around one of Misty’s, keeping her from walking away. “Ah, but asking isn’t near as much fun. Stolen kisses always taste better than the ones asked for.”

Ask

*Misty quirks a grin as her sassy eyes dance with Carson's again.*

"Well find something alse to occupied you mind on will ya and no sometimes all it takes is just asking for someone to kiss you ya know. Shesh...take take take...no one ever thinks about asking do thay."

*Misty turns her back to Carson a big smile on her face as she looks out of the courner of her eye to him.*

You know

Carson gives Misty a complaining look as she takes the file. “Aw come on. You can’t blame a bloke for finding something to keep his mind occupied. You know I’ll just end up scrounging around again until I find something else interesting.”

He gives her a quirky grin at her question of him joining her. “I’ve all but got an ankle bracelet on. Do you think I dare leave the building?” He pauses with a sly look. “Besides, does it take supper to get a kiss nowadays?”

Fright

*This time Katie gives a genuin smile though still feeling a bit low.*

"And how can I say no to a meal. Specialy when its free."

*Katie cant help but laugh as she follows Wyatt. Slinging a friendly arm around Wyatt's shoulder.*

"I'd like the distraction of dinner. Friends heal all sadness right."

*Misty holds her smile. IN her mind she couldent help but wonder why Carson really had this file. Taking the file Misty puts it in her bag.*

"How about you try to stay out of trouble for once eh? Looking at stuff you shouldent be is not the right way eather."

*Misty playfuly elbows Carson.*

"Ya I was probley gonna grab something to eat. Would you like to join me? I could use the company. Pst...you might even get another kiss out of it."

*Misty stands from the cot and laughs. A grin playing on her mouth.*

*Jamie sits up straght from bed stairing into the dark. She though she hurt a noise, and it felt like someone was watching her. Quickly Jamie flips on the lights looking around the room. She dident see anything. Geting out of bed Jamie heads to the windows pearing out. She dident see anything out of the ordany. Leting out a sigh Jamie rolls her eyes at herself. Her mind was runnign away from her and she was out of her comfort zone in somewhere new and she was falling for it. Going back over to te bed Jamie gets back in and turns the lights off. Stairing into the dark for a long while she tryed to clam her mind down that was running wild.*

Lonely

Wyatt grins as he shuts down his computer for the night. “At least you’ve given me a second chance to make up for leaving you high and dry the last time. How can I say no?”

He stands up from his chair and grabs his keys. He can see the weariness in Katie, even though she’s trying hard to hide it. He knows he can’t even imagine what she must be feeling like. Though things didn’t quite turn out the way he’d planned in the past, right now, he simply wanted to do all he could to help ease her stress. “I’ll take you home as long as I can buy you a quick supper on the way. I’m starving and I don’t want to make two trips.”

Wyatt aims for the door, gesturing with his head for Katie to follow him.


Carson almost grins, but not quite, at Misty’s comment. As she flops down beside him, he shrugs. “Just a file of some contacts of TJY’s. I got bored. Thought I’d see where in the world TJY had fingers. Pretty far-reaching, some of them…Alaska…Tennessee.”

He points to one of the printouts. “This lists names by category, like, doctors, lawyers, that sort of thing. Kinda interesting….” He stifles a yawn. “If you like reading names, that is.”

He glances at his watch, stalling for extra time spent with company. “You…heading for supper?”


Con hangs up the phone with Jamie and sighs. It was strange…though functioning around each other, he and Jamie hadn’t spent all that much doing actually doing things with each other and yet…knowing she was a half a days’ drive away somehow made it feel lonely back here.

Con ambles to his bedroom, finally flopping into bed, though not falling asleep. His mind was too busy…