Hate to make it two

*Misty enters her room and paces for alittle bit trying to get her mind to calm down. Now that everything was quiet there was time to think. How was everything going to work out in the end. Would she and Carson end up behind bars, would they not even get that far when Zane found out there was no money.

Finally laying down Misty's mind still races. Going back to her Uncle. He had sounded so worryed through his anger Misty feared a bit going home.

Finally Misty exsaustion takes over and she drifts off to sleep. For the most part its dreamless but still not very deep. It was hard to sleep soundly in an atmisfear you wernt use to.

A few hours go as a pearcing scream wakes Misty. She new that voice it was Carson. A wave of fear rushes over her as she jumps out of bed. Not even bothering to put her shoes on she bolts out her door and bursts through Carson's. Seeing him sit up in bed she relaxed alittle but is still worryed the look of terror on his face. Shuting the door again Misty makes her way over to the bed.*

"Carson, what happend? I hurd you scream are you ok?"

*Katie's eyes widen slightly at the commotion out in the other room. Bringing a hand to her head she lets out a sigh. As the others apear in the room and Katie see Kyle a grin forms on her lips. Walking over and giving Kyle a wack on the back of the head.*

"So much for being quiet. If they throw you out, you can still out there alone."

*Katie cant help the smile that played in her eyes. This whole thing amused her. Katie smiles at Jason and than takes her place next to Scott slipping her hand in his and giving it a gentil squeeze. Katie than takes a few steps away from scott and she gets chairs and what not organized for everyone. Looking back up at Jason her eyes meet his for a moment another smile spreads across her face. She dident need to say anything to convay what she was thinking.

As Nate enters TJY he raises an eye brow and smiles at the group. It was nice people came to see Jason. Walking up quietly behind Scott Nate looks over him quiet for a long moment.*

"Yep just another day at TJY. Jason hurt phhh thats nothing new Camryn if he could learn to stay out of trouble."

*Nate cant help but quirk a grin than look down at Scott who was in front of him.

Katie looks up at Nate and shakes her head.*

"You better watch it Nate Trooper already tryed to kill one idiot. We'd hate to make it two."

Too much

Jason grimaces as Katie enters the room, now frustrated even more for getting caught out of bed. Sighing, he limps back, leaning on Katie a little bit, and sits on the edge of the bed. "I was just going after that tennis ball. I don't have anything else to do in here except count ceiling tiles, and I've already done that fifteen times."

Realizing his grouchy tone, he tries to compensate, taking a deep breath to try and regroup and stabilize the block between him and Katie, though it wasn't easy. "Sorry. Guess I'm just tired. Rick's not happy with my knee either, so that's great news." He looks down a little, sliding further onto the bed, wincing a bit from his other injuries. "I'm in great shape."

Out in the hall, Kyle spies Jason's closed office. No one other than Katie and Scott had been here before, and Kyle raises his eyebrow, a mischievous glint in his eye. He leans over to Camryn to whisper in her ear. "I'm gonna move some things around in Jason's office." Trying not to laugh, he goes for the door, opening it slowly.

Camryn's eyes widen. She knew more than he did, and calls out quietly and hoarsely. "Kyle, no!"

Too late. A low growl reaches Kyle's ears, and it's suddenly apparent that Jason's room wasn't quite empty of occupants. Trooper lunges at the door.

Kyle's shriek echoes down the hall as he jumps back, arms and legs flying. He trips over Jen's wheelchair and does a backward summersault, smacking into the wall and rolling on the tiled floor.

Camryn gives a little cry as Trooper leeps out of the office, teeth barred. "Trooper, back off!"

Trooper pays no attention, but goes for Kyle, pinning him face up on the floor, growling as he stares him in the eye.

Camryn quickly grabs Trooper's collar. "No Trooper!"

The giant of a dog doesn't even move. Mike tries to pull him off, but it just makes Trooper madder.


Jason's eyes widen as he hears the ruckus outside the infirmary. Stunned for a moment and not knowing what was going on, he sits up straight too quickly and grabs his side. Then hearing familiar voices, he's sure he knows what happened. "Trooper!" He lets out a shrill whistle.

Trooper immediately relaxes and moves off of Kyle to trot into the infirmary.

Kyle stares up at the ceiling, breathless. "Well...that was...intense."

Phil leans back against the wall, his own face pale. "Kyle, you idiot!"

Camryn shakes her head, trying to get her hands to stop trembling. "What were you thinking?!"

"I was just...I was..." Kyle grunts as he gets up off the floor and brushes of his jeans. "I..."

Jen looks up at him, a disgusted but forgiving look in her eye. "Stop while you're ahead Kyle. I think we can go in now...it's not like Jason doesn't know we're here."

"Oh...right."


Jason is confused as Trooper comes to him, and he looks up at Katie. "What on earth..." Before he can finish, the gang shows up in the doorway. At first, he furrows his brow, still confused, but after a moment, he realizes what's going on, and his eyes light up. "Oh, you guys..."

Jen giggles. "Hey, Hotshot."

"Yo, Jase man!" Kyle gives him a salute. "Thanks for calling off the dog."

Jason smirks at him. "That'll teach you to trespass."

"Um, yes...yes, I think it will."

Phil shoves a guitar into him. "Go put this down."

Jason is still surprised. "You brought guitars too?"

"Well this WAS supposed to be a jam session, slash, eat out, so of course!" Mike grins and points to Katie. "Her idea."

Jason looks up at Katie again, a smile playing at his lips. "You're pretty special, you know that?"

"That she is." Scott leans in the doorway, smiling and enjoying the scene. Not so long ago, he'd wanted to belt Jason, but seeing his reaction to this made him feel good.

Camryn sidles into the room, and spying Jason, her eyes widen, a hand going to her mouth. "Oh, Jason..."

He looks at her with question, then understands. "Ah yes...you've never seen me like this before, have you?" He waves to the others. "Everyone else is so used to it, that I can walk in, bruised and battered, and they're just like 'Hey, Jase, what's up' never even noticing that I'm half dead." He gives Katie a sly sidelong glance to accompany his teasing.

Camryn giggles, but comes closer, reaching out to touch Jason's face. "You poor thing."

"Aww, feeling sorry for me?"

"Just a little maybe."

"Good."

Camryn quirks an eyebrow at Jason's flirting, a little bit surprised. "Well you're in a better mood than I thought."

"It's called pain killers."

Kyle grins. "Doc got you loaded up, eh?"

"Nope." Jason shakes his head and looks around him. "My pain killers walk on two legs and keep good secrets."


Carson offers Misty a smile and reaches up to take her hand, giving it a kiss. "Yeah. I'll be fine." Pausing a moment, he turns and goes into his room, shutting the door quietly, and listening to make sure that Misty has entered her own room as well.

After taking a glance around the room and out the window, Carson flops down on the bed, his mind full. This day had had so many ups and downs...so many turns...there was so much to think about. He wanted to be happy about seeing Dani, yet he still had to concentrate on taking down Zane. He wanted to concentrate on taking down Zane, yet he still was wondering about his future now. He could very well go to jail for being involved in the fighting ring, not to mention, breaking out of the police station.

Closing his eyes, Carson lies still, not intending on sleeping yet, but within minutes, his breathing has slowed, sleep overtaking him.

But it is not a peaceful sleep. Today has been too much. Today has brought on too many memories, and his mind takes over, engaging on a wild ride through the past, reliving scenes he would rather have forgotten. His family. Their deaths. Murders. His own killings. Everything flew at him at once. Every horrific image staying just long enough to impress it in his mind.

His own scream jolts him from his sleep, his hands shaking, a cold sweat pouring down the side of his face. He didn't know how long he'd been asleep, but it was dark outside now. His heart felt as though it would beat right out of his chest as his pulse raced and he tried to calm himself down, desperate to get his bearings and remove the images from his mind. It had been a long time since he'd experienced a nightmare like that, and it was severe enough to make his eyes sting with tears, making him feel all the more vulnerable.

Ok

*See Scott Katie waves and gives him a hug. Than continues on there rout to the infermary. Katie smiles and nods Mike. Steping forward she stops for a moment some of Jason's pain seaping though and feeling his frustration. Picking up her pace alittle bit she goes to the infermary door. Giving a knock as to not scair Jason she enter.*

"Jason, what do you think your doing? You should be in best still. If you keep walking on that Knee its not going to get any better you know."

*Katie slings Jason's arm over her shoulder and helps him back to bed.*

"I dont know if I should show you the saprise I have now or not. What in blue blazes were you doing?"

*Katie cant help the smile that is behind her eyes as she talks to Jason. She really was excited to have the others come in. She new Jason felt down and out and this would cheer him up.*

*After grabing a few things from the convienyent store and booking there rooms Misty walks with Carson done the hall leaning into his arm. They felt nice after the night and morning they had. It felt strange after seeing Danni and Carson together, any of the anger Misty felt had vanished and she felt really bad she had acted the way she did. Misty dident think What she thought or felt was wrong, she just felt bad for the way she displayed it.

Looking up Misty smiles at Carson bringing a hand to the side of his face her thrmb running over his cheek and than slips back to run through his hair. Not saying anything for a moment, only staring into Carson deep blue eyes. The same ones that had captavated her what seemed like so long ago. Finally she speaks.*

"Yeah, I think I will be alright. What about you?"

For the night

As the group makes their way to the door, Kyle's eyes widen and he slaps a hand over his mouth, following meekly behind the others.

Once inside, they make their way across the floor, with the food, drinks and a couple guitars. Scott looks up from his cubicle as he hears them walking, and gets up, ready to join them. He'd been waiting quietly, just working a bit late, not letting on to Jason why he was really there.

Kyle grins at him and gives a big wave. "Hi, Scott!!" he mouths widely, with a horse whisper.

Phil nudges him with an elbow. "Shh!"

"Well I was just..."

Mike, Jen and Phil all turn to him at once. "SHH!!"

Kyle shrinks back again, throwing Katie a cheesy grin and whispers, "Get ready to bail, they're gonna lock me out, I know it."

As they head down the hall, suddenly a tennis ball flies through the infirmary door, zig-zagging across the floor as it bounces.

Camryn quirks an eyebrow and catches it, looking at the others. Mike nods at Katie, then to the infirmary door. "You go first," he whispers. "He won't be surprised to see you. Then call us in or something."


Jason has already managed to sit up in bed with his legs swung over, just ready to stand up to go retrieve the tennis ball, and wobbles a bit unsteadily, his knee having no strength. Wincing, he mutters under his breath, trying to put weight on his knee despite the severe pain. It was getting harder to block it out...the longer he blocked something from Katie, the more stress it created.
Gritting his teeth, he takes a step toward the door.


Carson gives Misty a sidelong glance as she downs more Advil. "You better get something else in your system, Sass, before you kill yourself on those."

Feeling her pat to his leg, he takes her hand and gives it a little squeeze. "Yeah...I hope so."

Driving out of the city a ways, they stop at a convenient store to grab a few things for a light supper, then find a little motel just as the sun is starting to set.

Getting inside, Carson leads the way to the desk. The man looks up at them and smiles. "One room?"

Carson doesn't hesitate, dropping his accent again. "Two. Next to each other if possible. One night."

The man quirks an eyebrow, but nods, happily signing them in and handing them keys. "Two-twenty-three and two-twenty-four. Checkout time by eleven."

"Thanks." Carson slings an arm around Misty's shoulders and leads her down the hall, finding their rooms. Stopping, Carson turns to look at her. "You be alright?"

KYLE!

*Katie perks up as she see Kyle pull into the lot. Than before she knows it she's spinning around in circle laughing as hard as she can. Finally to stop and gaving Kyle a hug.*

"You always know right when to show up, to cheer me up dont you."

*Katie lets go of Kyle. Listin to him and the other banter made Katie laugh even more. Leaning a bit closes to him again Katie whispers.*

"Its ok Kyle I like you Moutain Dew high and if they lock you out, I'll sneak out too and keep you company."

*Katie gives Kyle a pat to the back and gives him alittle push twords Phil.*

"You better go help before Phil has a heartattack."

*Katie cant help but stick her toung out at him as she makes her way over to the car.*

"Hey Camryn, let me help you with some of that."

*Katie offers a friendly smile to Camryan taking some of the stuff out of her full arms. Calling over her shoulder as they head inside.*

"Lets try to keep our voices down...KYLE...so we can truly saprise Jason shall me."

*Misty smiles at Camryn once they get back to the car and nods.*

"I hope to see you again as well. No I dont hope, I know we will."

*Misty slides into the car next to Carson and is silent for a long while as they watch Danielle drive away. Finally Misty reaches over and gives Carson's leg a pat.*

"Everything is gonna work out."

*Drawing silent again Misty downs some more Advil and than smiles at Carons.*

"I think a hotel would do nicely. My head hurts as is without a crick in my neck."

Place to stay

Camryn raises an eyebrow as Katie gets out of the car, then gives a little sigh. “I shouldn’t have said anything. I made her feel bad, didn’t?”

“Oh, I don’t think it’s you, really,” Jen responds with a little sigh. “It’s just…she and Jason have been through a lot.”

“Yeah, I know…”

“Has he told you about her sixth sense?”

Camryn nods. “He has…I thought it was pretty cool. But I guess it might make things kinda awkward now.” She pauses, then looks down. “Maybe I shouldn’t have come tonight. I don’t want to make Katie feel uncomfortable.”

Jen turns slightly in her seat. “Camryn…don’t blame yourself. Katie and Jason share and awful lot of past that’s hard for her to get through…but you can’t let that stop you from being friends…or more with Jason.”

“More?” Camryn laughs. “Not if he has anything to say about it.”

“What do you mean?”

Camryn rolls her eyes. “You don’t want to know.”

Jen senses what Camryn might be implying, and she gets mischievous. “Come on…tell me.”

Camryn look to her with a smirk. “Alright. So we were this close…” She gestures with her thumb and forefinger, “…to kissing.”

Jen giggles. “Ouch.”

“Yeah, well…maybe I need to take that lure out of the water and find another fishing spot.”

“Oh, now don’t go giving up that easily. I think he likes you.”

Hope shines in Camryn’s eyes. “You think?”

“Well who else does he banter with like he does you?” Jen looks at Camryn knowingly. “He might just take you by surprise.”


“Yeeehaw!” Kyle’s truck pulls into the parking lot, the windows down to let out his loud yell as he pulls up next to Katie’s car. “Yo, KT!” Hopping to the ground, he shuts the door and grabs Katie’s hands to spin her around, singing at the top of his lungs. “It’s just you and me sittin’ on the porch swing, Popsicle grins and swattin’ flies. A hundred degrees out in the sun, It’s summertime, Baby, summertime!”

“Kyle!” Phil chides. “Cut it out and help us with this stuff!”

Kyle brings Katie to a halt, out of breath. “Coming, coming, hold your ancy horses, will ya?”

“Would you just cool it?” Phil glances around his brother to see Katie. “How many times have I told him NOT to drink a Mountain Dew before we go out in public?”

Kyle spins around, giving Katie a cheesy grin, and whispering, though everyone can hear. “I like to make him thing it’s a sugar high, but between you and me, I feel like this all the time.”

Mike rolls his eyes as he walks past and slaps Kyle upside the head. “Behave yourself, or we’ll lock you out.”

“I’ll crawl in through a window!”

“We’ll lock the windows.”

“I’ll…I’ll…. Lock me out and tomorrow night you’ll find frogs in your bed.’

Camryn has just gotten out of Katie’s car, and she grimaces. “Oh, Kyle, that’s disgusting.”

“Hey, Cam!” Kyle whirls in her direction. “What wrong with a little bit of amphibious habitat in one’s bed?”

Camryn rolls her yes and just helps get some food out of the trunk.

Jen sits patiently until Mike comes over to help her into her wheelchair, and when everyone is ready, they head for the door.


Jason tosses a tennis ball across the room, hitting the wall hard enough to get the ball to bounce back to him. He sighs, looking at the clock. He was bored. He was lonely. This was irritating. At least he’d convinced Rick to let him dress in a tee and denim cut offs…it made him feel less of an invalid, but a few necessary short trips out of bed proved he shouldn’t be anywhere else.

Messing up his aim, suddenly the tennis ball bounces in the wrong direction, banking off the edge of the counter, then a chair, then flies out into the hall.


“Whoa.” Carson catches Misty and looks at her with concern. “That’s the second time you ‘bout fell on your face. Come on. Let’s get you back to the car.”

Once back in the parking lot, Danni sighs. “I guess this is where we part.”

Carson nods, then looks to Misty. “For safety sake, Danni’s going to go home like normal. Once everything is over with Zane, we’ll come back to settle a few things.”

Dannie is quiet for a moment, then moves to give Carson a hug. “I hope I don’t wake up in the middle of the night and find this has all been a dream.”

Carson grins at her. “You won’t.”

Not wanting to leave, but knowing she must, Dannie backs slowly to her car, nodding at Misty too. “I hope to see you again…both of you…when this thing is over.”

As Danni drives away, Carson just stares after the car for a long while, and then the empty road. He could barely process everything that had just happened….it was overwhelming. And he couldn’t bear the thought of things not working out now.

Finally looking back to Misty, he shrugs. “I guess we need to find a place to stay. It’s either a hotel or the car. You pick.”

Long Road

*Katie cant help but look at Camryn in the back seat. She liked Camryn she was nice, but she was still trying to get use to her. But slowly it was coming.*

"Ahhh Jason isent that hard to figure out. You just have to find the crack in the hard shell and than once you've chiped a peace away and slide in, its pretty much smooth sailing. Cheering him up is pretty easy, I remember this one time when......"

*Katie stops herself short just going silent for a moment. As she relized how she starting geting carryed away and how it might make Camryn uncomfortable. Stairing out the window ahead she fine turns to Jen to answer his question. Trying to keep her tention on a low key.*

"He's actully doing alot better. I mean he's still not the same old J but he is alot better than when he first got out."

*Katie stops for a moment to remember, memories coming back to her.*

"He's geting there. Cant exspect him to just poof be himself again after everthing he's been though. We just cant give up on him."

*Before Katie can even stop it old memories start to run in and out of her mind. They were good memories, ones that Kate would charish forever. But Katie hadent goten much sleep and it made her more out of wake than normal and today they memories just seemto do her in. A small tear rolled down her cheek. Her emotions just wanted to run wild today. Whiping the tear away Katie opens the car door.*

"Its Hot in here all of a suddon I'm going to wait outside the care for the guys."

*As Danielle kneels down next to Misty and introduces herself she smiles. Taking Dani's hand and giving a smile back.*

"Its very nice to meet you Dani. I'm Misty Miller."

*Misty finally stands and brushs herself off from the sand. Looking between Dani and Carson she felt good. It was a long road to get here, but Misty knows it was worth it.

As Misty goes to say something alse her head starts to spin. Feeling as though someone was pounding on her skull again. Misty flinches and grabs Carson before she falls over. What on earth was going on. Misty had been calm for hours her bloodpressure should of went down by now. Misty had never been one to get migrains but it was never to late to start.*

"This dang headacke came back again. I need to get the advil from the car."

Identity

Danielle sniffs and turns her head to show her teary eyes. She wanted to find comfort in Misty’s words. She seemed nice and sincere. Was she right?

Feeling Carson’s arms around her, she felt like a little girl again after she’d fallen and scraped her knees, or dropped her school books on the play ground. He’d always been there to pick her up, wrap her in a big hug, then get her going again.

Danielle gives Misty a little nod, trying to be brave, with her face still buried against Carson’s chest.

Carson gives Misty a grateful look, still feeling lost, but hoping they could get through this in one piece.

As he and Danielle are left alone, slowly, her sobs begin to subside until she’s just hugging her brother, sniffing and trying to compose herself.

“Hey.” Carson pulls her back a little and uses his hand to wipe the tears off her face. “It’s okay.”

“Is it?” Danielle’s lip quivers again, but she manages not to cry this time. Finally withdrawing, she wipes her own face with her shirt, then just stands for several moments, looking up at Carson. He seemed so much older...almost worn…tired. His eyes showed so much pain…so much that he shouldn’t have had to go through.

Reaching up, Danielle touches Carson’s face, sorrow in her own eyes. Her voice is quiet now. “What happened to you, Carson? Where did the life go?”

Carson looks down, forcing a sorry laugh, and shakes his head. “I guess I just…lost track of myself.”

Danielle almost pities him. “And now?”

“Slowly…slowly…maybe I’m coming back.”

Danielle lowers her gaze, then looks up to him again. “I want to know everything…how it all happened…why it happened…about you…”

Fear shines in Carson’s eyes. “I don’t want you to hate me.”

“I won’t.” Danielle shakes her head. “I don’t care what you’ve done…I see you now…and I believe you. I want to know what’s happened these last ten years…and I want to know why you chose today to come.”

…It’s a long while that passes as brother and sister sit on the beach. Hearts are shared, tears are shed. Fears are revealed, and the future is made foggy.

Danielle rests her head on Carson’s shoulder, looking out at the water. “So there’s a good chance I could die.”

“No,” Carson states flatly. “That’s why I’m here. To keep that from happening.”

“But what if it fails? What if you can’t get Zane? What if he discovers you don’t really have the money?”

“We won’t fail.” Carson’s determination reigns. “I’ve come too far to fail, and I won’t watch you be killed like I watched the rest of my family die.”

Danielle sighs, growing tired, and finally straightens up, brushing a bit of sand off her pants. She glances down a ways to see Misty still sitting and waiting. “So…girlfriend, huh?”

Carson quirks an eyebrow. “Apparently.”

“Apparently?” Danielle gives him a sidelong glances. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Carson shrugs. “Oh…I don’t know.”

“What? You don’t like her or something?”

“Good heavens.” Carson rolls his eyes. “Misty is one of the most important things in my life.”

Danielle gives him a little grin. “So is she more than just a girlfriend?”

Carson can feel the heat on the back of his neck, and isn’t sure why. “Misty is my girlfriend,” he states matter-of-factly. “And we can move on now. What about you?”

Danielle finds herself laughing, and she lets the subject drop. “Me? A relationship? Nah… Not that guys haven’t tried, but…just haven’t found one for me yet I guess.”

Carson gives her a smile. “You got plenty of time.”

“I know.” Danielle nods. “I don’t mind being on my own I guess…does get kind of lonely sometimes.”

“Ever thought about moving?”

Danielle lifts her eyebrows. “Are you implying Nevada?”

Carson shrugs. “Maybe.”

“I don’t know, Carson…let’s just get through this first, okay?”


A while later, Carson and Danielle finally rise and walk slowly to Misty. Danielle kneels next to her, letting a smile shine through. “I guess we haven’t formerly met.” She extends her hand. “I’m Danni Banks.”


Camryn grimaces a little at Katie’s worry. “Yeah, and if he’s in pain, he WILL be a pain.”

Jen can’t help her giggle from the front seat. “I guess we’ll just have to cheer him up then.”

“Jason?” Camryn sighs. “Every once in a while I think I catch a glimpse of the real Jason Stevenson behind those eyes of his… and then the next moment, I can’t for the life of me figure him out. Cheer him up? Good luck.”

Jen rolls her eyes, then looks to Katie. She didn’t want to broach a delicate subject, especially with Camryn around, but she did wonder. “How has he really been, Katie? He’s been pretty distant with the guys the last couple months still.”

Forgive

"I forgive you Carson. I'm sorry to....I.."

*Misty's words are cut off as Danielle comes out of the building. Giving her a warm smile she gets into the car with Carson and follows her. The ride was silent but the tention seemed to have been lifted an replaced with a new one. But the new one was one that help hope for Carson and his sister.

Once geting to the beach and hearing Carson's request about looking out for Zane Misty gives a nod. Geting out of the car she walks alittle ways behind them both keeping her eyes and ear out.

Once they are walking and the people that are around seem to dwindle Misty relaxes a bit. Once Carson turns to her she offers him a slight nod as if to say he was doing good, and this was normal. She tryed to offer him comfort with out words. Though feeling to help out once more came over her.

Walking up to Danielle Misty gives her back a gentil rub.*

"I know its diffacult, and hard to understand but not all of us get this chanse. Be strong Danielle and know your brother loves you."

*Misty gently pats her back and takes a few steps back.*

"I'm going to let you guys talk in privet you dont need me hanging around. I wont be far probley just get my feet wet or something. Just yell and I'll come running."

*Misty smiles and nods leting Con know he will be ok. Truning she makes her way down to the shore line sliping off her shoes she walks leting the water slash over her feet. Siting down on the sand and just leting the water splash over her feet she looks out at the harizon and smiles.*

*Once Katie, Camryn, and Jen finish picking up the food they head back to TJY. Not seeing Kyle, Phil, or Mike there yet the girls decied to wait outside alittle bit longer for them. Knowing the food wont spoil that fast. Smile and Katie says.*

"I am really glad you guys decieded to do this. J needs it. I'm just hoping he's not in to much pain."

Lost

Danielle eyes Misty with suspicion, her face still pale as though she's seen a ghost. Her hand is still locked tightly with Amy's, her eyes showing something close to panic.

But she stands and listens to Misty, another tear rolling down her cheek. Hearing the plea for one hour, she looks between Misty and Carson for several moments, before swallowing hard. She couldn't even begin to describe how she was feeling. She was shocked, confused, angry...nothing was making sense. But something...something pushed her forward despite her fear. "Alright. One hour."

Amy looks to her quickly. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah." Danielle nods with confidence - none of which she felt.

"Do you want me to go with you? Or Roger?"

Danielle looks to her brother and stares into his pleading eyes...those eyes that had been the eyes of her childhood hero. They were older...tired...glistening with an agony that could only come from a heart torn in two. "No..." She lets Amy go and turns around to take a tissue from the break room counter, dabbing her eyes. "No, he won't hurt me."

Carson's shoulders drop slightly, signaling his relief. At least there was half an ounce of trust there. "Can we go somewhere else?"

Danielle thinks for a moment. "A ten minute drive will....will, um, get to a part of the beach. We can...we can go there."

Carson gives a little nod. "We'll follow you."

Danielle sniffs and uses her tissue again, turning back to Amy. 'Tell Tanya to take over for me this afternoon, and tell Roger I'll be back in the morning."

"That's a whole lot longer than an hour."

"I don't think I can finish out the day." Danielle sidles past Carson, still keeping her distance. "I...I have to get my purse. You can, um...wait out front."

Carson obeys, not wanting to make any more waves, and takes the couple turns back down the hall to the reception area again. Once outside, the heat feels almost overwhelming, but Carson barely notices. He looks down at Misty for a moment, searching her eyes before pulling into a strong embrace, kissing the top of her head. "Thank you," he whispers. Rocking her slightly, he sighs deeply. "I'm sorry...for yelling at you this morning. I could never regret you coming along."


The station's front door opens, interrupting their exchange. Danielle eyes them with a little skepticism, unsure how to read their display of affection. She speaks to Misty, finding it difficult to look at her brother again. "I'm in the yellow car down there. You can pull out and block the traffic until I get in front of you so you can follow."

Carson watches her walk to her car, his emotions still high, but finally breaks away to get behind the steering wheel of Misty's car again.

It doesn't take long for the two cars to make their way to the edge of the city, following a quiet road. It leads them to a small gravel parking lot in front of the beach that was peacefully void of others. It was in a little nook along the shore, one that appeared to be overlooked by most ocean goers who were gathered at least a half mile away.

Danielle parks, but just sits for several minutes alone, trying to regain her composure. Her mind was reeling, bouncing back and forth between so many thing. She almost wondered if she were dreaming. Her older brother had been her hero when she'd been a child. His big strong arms had been her protection, his laughter her joy. And he...had died. Along with the rest of her family. She had been crushed...devastated. She had been shipped out of Australia for reasons unknown, then placed in a family here in the United States. Nothing had made sense...she didn't remember a whole lot about that year.

But during her teenage years, she began to come out of her shell again, bouncing back as children are able to do. Going to school, making friends, and having a loving family had all been of help. God had become a big part of her life, helping her find meaning and purpose, guiding her to stretch her wings and move out on her own. Her life was quiet. She liked it. She worked full time, had her own apartment with her best friend as a neighbor, and her weekends were usually spent down at the beach. Things were good.

And now...today...in an instant...everything seemed to have turned upside down. She didn't want to believe that it was really Carson who was here...but she couldn't mistake those eyes...that voice.

Saying a quick prayer for help, Danielle finally gets out of her car.

Carson waits until he sees his sister move before getting out of Misty's car. Throwing Misty a quick look, his eyes convey that he still wants her with him. But he couldn't forget their mission entirely. "Keep an eye out," he warns. "Zane said he's got men everywhere, and if they think we're trying to take her away or pull a fast one, we'll all end up dead."

Locking the car once he and Misty were out, he looks to Danielle for the lead.

She just stands for a moment, studying him...taking in the way he looks. As her lower lip quivers again, she turns to lead the way down a narrow little path into the sand.

Carson follows, hooking his thumbs in his jeans pockets, wishing for a moment for another shot of whiskey. If his nerves made it through this, he would be more than relieved.

Danielle slips out of her sandals to carry them, letting the warm sand envelop her feet and toes. She walks a ways until arriving to the point just out of reach of the surf where she stops, just looking out at the water, letting the wind comb her hair.

Carson comes slowly up beside her, careful to stand several feet away to give her space.

Tears stream silently down Danielle's cheeks as she sees her brother in her peripheral vision. "Why, Carson?" she almost whispers. "Why did you let me think you were dead?"

Carson swallows hard, grinding his teeth in an effort to keep his own tears hidden. "It wasn't a car accident..."

"What?" Danielle turns to him. "They said..."

"I know what they said." Carson looks her in the eye. "But it wasn't true."

"Well what...what happened then?"

"There were bad people...really bad people that Dad was involved with."

"He was a good man," Danielle defends. "He was just a businessman who..."

"Who didn't realize what he was doing," Carson interrupts. "It's just...the way it was."

Danielle swallows hard and glances at Misty, then back to Carson. She wasn't sure she wanted to know the truth. "So if it wasn't a car accident..."

Carson draws in a shaky breath and shifts his gaze to the water. "They were murdered."

Danielle puts a hand to her mouth in shock. "Murdered?"

"Yeah." Carson looks down, trying to keep his mind from replaying that day.

"How...how did it happen?"

"You don't want to know all of that."

"Yes I do!" Danielle suddenly raises her voice as her emotions come to a high. "Since I was twelve, I thought all of you were dead! I thought it was a car accident! You can't just appear out of nowhere and tell me my parents and sister were murdered without telling me all of it!"

Carson shifts his gaze to look at her again. She was no longer a child. She deserved to know. "They were gunned down. Shot in the backs."

Though having asked, Danielle sucks in her breath. Searching Carson's eyes, she knows the truth. "You saw it, didn't you?"

"I did."

New tears being to overflow Danielle's eyes as she pictures the horrific event. "Dad...and Mum...and Sarah?"

Carson nods. "They died instantly."

More questions surface in Danielle's mind. "Why didn't they kill you?"

"Because they knew my type...I was a coward that wouldn't stand up to them...and..." Carson hesitates. He had been a scumbag, hired to torture. "...and they wanted me to work for them instead."

Danielle can feel just a bit of anger. "You worked for the people that killed our family?"

Carson stands tall, receiving the blame bravely. "I did. I was scared...I didn't want them to retaliate against you...I didn't want to die. So yes...I did. And I was wrong."

"What did you do for them?" Danielle's tone indicates she suspects he had not done good things, and was angry with him.

Carson shakes his head. "I did bad things...real bad things." His eyes rove quickly to Misty for support, then back to his sister. "But...but not all that long ago I finally got out...realized I couldn't work for them anymore."

Danielle turns away from her brother, unable to control the tears. "I just can't believe it," she sobs quietly. "But I know it's true. I was just so...so alone. And you never even tried to contact me...not once... I missed Mum and Dad, but you...you were my hero...and in my mind, I always imagined that you had died a hero. But now...now I find out that not only did you not die, but you lived because you were a coward."

Carson's heart sinks as he feels the rejection he had hoped against. He looks to Misty, not knowing what to do now. After several moments, he finally reaches out to tilt Danielle's face back to his own, with a gentle finger under her chin. The pain coursed through her eyes and stabbed his heart like a dagger. He moves his hand to wipe away some of her tears with a rough thumb. "I'm sorry, Danni," he whispers. "I'm trying to do what's right."

Danielle looks at her brother through her tears, fighting the turmoil within her. But she can't stand up under it alone. Breaking down, she falls into Carson's arm, the sobs coming forth as she cries onto his chest.

Carson wraps his arms around her, holding her close, holding her tight, a single tear finally escaping to roll down his cheek as he closes his eyes against the emotions.

"I can't believe you're alive," Danielle sobs as she clings to him. "I just don't understand."

"Shh." Carson desperately tries to comfort her, feeling so inadequate. Helpless, he finally turns to Misty, questioning what to do...questioning how to go on...he was at a total loss.


Rick finishes his examination of Jason's knee, and rewraps it, seeming to be deep in thought.

Jason looks to him with question, trying not to flinch under the painful movements. "What's wrong, Rick?"

Rick shakes his head a little. "I'm afraid that there's some infection setting in. We'll have to keep an eye on it."

"Great. Just what I needed." Jason sinks his head further into his pillow, discouragement setting in. It had been a long, boring day, he was missing out on fun with friends tonight, and he was in too much pain to care anymore.

Rick quirks an eyebrow. "Hey...copping an attitude never helped anything."

Jason sighs. "I know...when can I get out of here."

"It hasn't even been twenty-four hours. Settle down, Hotshot."


Bret sits against against the large rock, hidden in a nook along the lakeside beach. The wind blew through his hair, and his eyes were closed, letting just his eyes and skin receive what was going on around him. He hadn't moved since he'd arrived hours earlier, and didn't understand why he didn't want to leave. He simply didn't want to go home. He was upset and didn't understand why. He was miserable and didn't understand what had spawned it. Something was missing...something had been taken from him. But what...and why.

Bret knew the answer. But he didn't want it. He knew what was bothering him, but didn't want to acknowledge it. If he did, he would have to admit that he'd made a second mistake.

Just an hour

*Slowly Misty follows Carson into the building. Weaving through people Misty's own thoughts run wild. She would nervouse for Carson. She wasent sure how this was going to go down but could only hope it would be good.

Coming up to the breakroom Misty stands next Carson glancing around at the saroundings. Finally searching the room Misty new witch one was his sister. She looked just like him. Listing to Carson Misty's own heart goes out for the of them. She couldent imagen how hard it was on Danielli must be feeling and Carson, she knows how had this is for him.

As Carson looks to her she can see the pleading look in his eyes. Misty quickly trys to formulate a plane in her mind. Than takes a few steps infront of Carson pating his am on the way. In a quiet Gentil voice Misty speaks.*

"Danni...sorry I've listened to your brother call you that for the last 4 hours."

*Misty starts over again.*

"Danielle...You dont know me for anything, but I'm your brother girl friend. My name is Misty and We've come a really long way to see you. All the way from Nevada. You cetinly dont need to talk to us, or listen to us. But at least give us an hour of your time. After that hour is up if you never want to see us again thats ok. We'll go away and leave you alone. Just seeing your ok if what mattered to your brother. We've litterly risked everything to find his baby sister. We hate to go back to Nevada without talking to you. He's a great guys who I love dearly and I know you will to. He just wants a second chanse to get to know his sister he though he lost. Just an hour thats all."

*Misty offers a friendly smile to Danielle.*

*Charlotte has all of her stuff packed up and takes one more look around the hotel room. She was actully going to miss it.

Angelica comes back into the room and stands in the doorway. She new her sister wouldent say anything and she was strong but look like in her eyes that probley only she could see said she was sad.*

"Are you ready to go Hermana?"

*Charlotte looks around the room one more time before turning and giving a smile to her sister.*

"Yes I am."

*Charlotte and Angelica make there way out of the hotel and get into the car making there way home.

Charlotte is quiet most of the way stairing out the window watching the scenary pass by. Right now silence was her best friend.*

Danni

Carson looks down to Misty's hand in his, and just looks at it for a moment, listening to her talk. Slowly, his fingers tighten around hers, though they tremble slightly, his nerves almost shot. His voice is strained with new emotions. "I don't think I can do it alone," he admits quietly.

His eyes stay focused downward. "I need you, Misty."

Finally looking up, his gaze is full of the thousands of thoughts that are running through his mind. So much pain from the past, so much worry for the future, so much anxiety for the present.

Just letting his eyes do the talking, he lets go of Misty's hand and turns the car off once more. Taking a deep breath, he gets out of the car and comes around to the sidewalk to wait for Misty.

Entering the building, they're met with a blast of cool air and a bustle of activity. Seeing a receptionist's desk, Carson aims for it and questions the woman. "I um...I came to see Danielle Ban.... I mean... Danielle Davis."

The woman quirks an eyebrow, annoyed at being interrupted. She points down the hall. "Keep going, turn right at the end, then hang a left a the studio sign."

Carson follows her directions with his eyes and nods his thanks. Making sure Misty is still with him, he leads the way, looking around nervously. Seeing the sign in the hall, he's ready to make the left turn, but instead, his eyes wander to what appears to be the break room on the other side.

He stops dead in his tracks. His heart leaps into his throat.


Danielle tucks a long strand of blonde hair behind her ear and laughs at a coworker's joke. Dressed casually in a tank top and khaki capris, she leans back in her chair, taking a sip of her iced tea. "Hey, did I tell you about what Jerry told me the other night?" She rolls her eyes. "Poor guy was trying to be romantic.."

"Jerry?" The other woman, a brunette in her forties, raises her eyebrows. "Romantic?"

Danielle giggles. "Yeah, that's my point. So here we are, out at that hotdog stand at the beach and..." Suddenly her eyes drift upward and catch sight of the two strangers in the door. She leaves her sentence hanging and looks at them with question. For some strange reason, a chill runs down her spine. "Can I...help you?"

Carson doesn't even know what to say. His eyes stayed glued to Danielle, his mind racing. Finally, a slight smile curls one corner of his mouth and he cocks his head. "You're all grown up."

Danielle raises her eyebrows and she stands from the table, studying Carson. A strange fear came upon her. It had been a long time since she'd spoken to someone with that strong of an accent. Her own had faded long ago. "I'm sorry...do I...do I know you?"

Carson swallows hard and tries to gain strength from feeling Misty at his side. "I'm...I mean....it's...it's been a long time."

Danielle's senses are heightened and she glances down to Amy, then back up at Carson. "I'm sorry, but...who are you?"

Carson lets a faint laugh escape. "I guess a twelve-year-old's memory might fade after a while...Danni."

Danielle sucks in her breath, her hands starting to shake slightly. "Only one person has ever been allowed to call me that," she hisses. "And he's dead. "Now I don't know who you are, or what you want, but please leave."

Her words cut Carson to the quick, and he grits his teeth, trying to stay in control of his own emotions. He searches his sister's eyes. "He's not dead..." He takes a step forward. "You do know me."

Tears of fear and confusion spring into Danielle's eyes and she takes a step backward. Memories that she had suppressed years ago come flying back to her. "No...no...I don't know what you're talking about. Please, just leave."

Amy stands up, ready to defend her friend, but Carson waves her off. "I'm not here to hurt anyone," he defends quietly. He turns back to Danielle. "Look at me, Danni...please..."

Danielle dares to stare him in the eye, dares to study his face, dares to hear that voice. Close enough, she reaches out a trembling hand to touch his face. Her voice is but a whimper. "Carson?"

Carson's own tears pool behind his eyes. "It's me."

A tear runs down Danielle's cheek as she breaths in deep, retrieving her hand. "How is this possible? I don't understand. Is this some horrid joke?"

"It's no joke." Carson pleads with her to accept the truth.

"How...how can I be sure?"

Carson looks at her with so many thoughts...so many memories flashing through his mind. "Don't let the bullies scare you, Danni. Just call for me...no matter where you are, I'll come running."

A sob sticks in Danielle's throat as she's thrown back into grade school, standing in that scary hall, her big brother offering his protection.

Amy sidles in next to her, to put an arm around her shoulder. "Honey, are you alright?"

Danielle shakes her head, now the tears flowing from her eyes. "I don't know... I just..."

Carson reaches out to his sister, but she backs up another step. "Please, Danni...don't be scared of me."

"How can I not be?" Danielle finally finds her voice. "You've been dead to me all these years. I don't understand...this isn't possible...Mum and Dad..."

Carson shakes his head, willing his own tears not to fall. "I was the only one."

"But why...why didn't you tell me."

"It's a long story...one I can't share in here in five minutes."

Danielle is shaking now, and clings to Amy's hand. "Please leave me alone, she begs."

Carson's heart sinks. "But..."

"Please! Or I'm going to call security."

Carson looks to Misty for help, then back at his sister, not understanding, not able to express what he wants to.


Bret passes his own house, stepping on the gas to speed out of town, his windshield wipers fighting the rain. Why he was so upset right now, he didn't know. Screeching to a halt at the side of the road, he reaches into his pocket to pull out a quarter. Giving it a toss, he catches it to reveal tails.

Throwing his car back in gear, he continues his route to the lake. The bar would wait.

To Late

*Misty listens to the raido closely. She was excited to know Danielle was ok. She hadent voice her mind on this whole thing, but Misty was really proud of Carson. For once her new something he wanted, he new he needed to do something good and he was doing it no matter the bumps. After the raido is off and the silence rains for a moment Misty turns to Carson. She can see the worry and term oil on his face. Slowly Misty slips her hand into Carson and gives a smile gives a soft whisper.*

"Go Carson. Go see your sister. We have enough time to find some place to stay after. You've come this far. Don't walk away from her now."

*Misty gives a gentil squeeze of his hand.*

"I can wait here, or come with you. Whichever is fine with me."

*Charlottle draws from from Bret holding the coin and smiling. Her heart hurt to know she might never see Bret again. Fate was cruel to give her something and that it away but such is life.

Bringing her hand to Bret's face she runs a hand over his cheek. Withdrawing she put the coin in her pocket. Gently she takes her necklace off and lays it in Bret's hand.*

"You take care to Bret and remember no wallowing without calling me first!"

*Slowly Charlotte turns away and gets out of the car shuting the door behind her. Turning her smiles and gives half a wave. She dident want to walk away, she dident want to say goodbye but how could she stay. Continueing to walk backwards Charlotte dosent take her eyes off Bret till she is inside and can no longer see him. Turning she makes her way up the steps. Half way there she stop taking the coin from her pocket whispering.*

"Heads I go back out to him, Tails I continue up the steps."

*Flipping the coin Charlotte catches it and slaps it on her hand. Moving the other she looks a smile spreading acorss her face. Heads Up. Turning Charlotte bolts down the steps and out the front door only to be greeted byt an empty parking space where Bret's car once was. She was to late he's already gone. Turning she head back inside.

The rain started to fall as the sky opened up,
As if to cry for those who cant when they feel like it the most.*

DJ

Carson is jolted from his thoughts as Misty gets back in the car, and he takes the map from her. Looking up he accepts the drink and gives her half a smile of gratitude. "Thanks..."

Sitting quietly for a moment, he seems as thought he wants to say something, but resists. Instead, he starts the engine again, and pulls out to follow the map. "Alright...we're on Eighth Street now..." His accent is once again resumed within the confines of the car. "Looks like we gotta hang a right at Fern...."

They drive for a while, Carson looking at every intersection, finally spotting it. Frowning, he realizes they're headed toward the center of the city, not a residential area. "If Zane pulled one over on me, he's dead meat," he threatens under his breath.

After several more turns, having to turn around once, then finding their way again, Carson furrows his brow at the number on the sign of the large building, and parallel parks along the curb as noisy traffic goes by. "Where are we anyway..." He looks at the map, looks at the note he jotted down from Zane, then looks at the number again. "We're at the right place according to this..."

Squinting, he leans down to read the tall sign at the other end of the building. KLVT 95.4

Carson quirks an eyebrow and sits up straight. Thinking a moment, he reaches for the radio and finds the station. A female d.j. is just talking.

"...and it's a great day out there for all you folks wrapping up your weekend. We got ninety-five degrees and sunny out there though, so lather on that sun screen and get lots of water while you're out and about. Annnnd coming up next we got a full hour of your favorite smooth listening songs, so don't go anywhere. This is Danielle Davis at KLVT - your station for great music."

Carson shuts the radio off as a commercial comes on. Sitting back in his seat, he gets lost in a stare as the realization hits him. That had been his sisters voice. "She's a disc jockey..." He swallows hard, now not knowing what to do. She was obviously safe...obviously unharmed to still be on the air...so Zane had told the truth.

But to know that all that separated Carson from her was a wall, was a realization he wasn't prepared for. He wanted to go in there now and see her...logic reminded him that she'd be on break now if there was going to be a full hour of music. He could actually see her again....after all these years, no knowing where she was...

Blinking, Carson clears his throat and starts the engine again. "We need to find a place to stay. The drop off point is the next town over, but we've got plenty of time now."


Bret's hand brushes Charlotte's face as he returns the kiss, knowing good and well that he would probably not be seeing her again. Part of him didn't want to feel this emotional pull right now because it increased the pain of knowing that he wouldn't see her anymore.... but part of him didn't care, and took that chance, just enjoying this sweet moment.

Finally drawing away, he gives her a smile. "Take care of yourself, Charlotte. Maybe fate will bring us back around again sometime. In the meantime..." He hands her a quarter. "You might need this."

Goodbyes

*As the hours drag on Misty is quiet leting the silence be her best friend. She dozes here and there but not geting much sleep. Drive is a nice change when she does but other than they is nice to watch the scenes pass by and listen to music that was kept low. Misty's head still pounded but after downing a few more advil the pain subsided for now.

Pulling into the gas satation Misty takes the paper from Carson.*

"Yeah I can do that."

*Geting out of the car Misty goes into the little gasstation store and looks for the map stand. Pulling one out she finds there destanation running her finger along the roads. Leaving out a sigh she takes the mape, grabs something to drink for Carson and herself, more Advil and something to eat. Paying for it all she heads back to the car and gets in.*

"I found the place on the map there..."

*Misty points to the area she circled.*

"...but I am horrable with direction so I though I'd just buy the map. I also got you something to drink. I thought you might be thirsty."

*Misty holds up the bottle for Carson.*

*Charlotte turns to Bret. Again this morning she had a great time with him. Now, now was the moment they both dreaded. Charlotte always hated goodbyes. Leting out a sign she opens the car door.*

"I guess it is. I've always hated goodbyes. I have a great week Bret and you made the possable thank you. It's one I'll probley never forget."

*Charlotte laughs leaning closer to Bret.*

"Sure is going to be boring in Cali without you."

*Leaning farther Charlotte's lips meet Bret's for what she knows to be the last time. She lets it linger for a long while as is remembering his kiss to always carry with her. This feeling she had washed over her again. She hated that she had to leave.*

*Pulling out of Mikes driveway Katie chatters with Jen finding there way to Camryns. Katie lays on the horn when they are outside and waits. She'd picked up both girls and now she just needed to food. Dispite Misty and Carson missing everything alse had run smooth today. It was turning out to be a good day after all.*

This is it

Carson doesn't respond, but simply pulls back out onto the highway, letting the radio take over the silence.

His mind fills with a million and one thoughts, all tangled within themselves, impossible to sort out. This was a mess...it was just one big mess. He'd actually gotten to the point that he'd go to the authorities now, but it was too late - he didn't have time, let alone the fact that it would be hard to convince anyone he wasn't lying just to get himself out of trouble.

The hours drag by, miles and miles left behind. The bag Carson brought from Jaz's is finally opened to retrieve the sandwiches and fruit she had packed, and it's discovered that she had also slipped in a roll of cash that came in handy for filling up the car with gas.

Carson has Misty drive at one point so he can grab an hour or two of sleep, but he's soon behind the wheel again, pulling over only for necessary stops or to stretch legs. The state border comes and goes, and by the afternoon, they start seeing signs for California beachfront resorts.

Talking seemed strange...there had been little dialogue since early that morning, but Carson proceeds, despite the odd tension. As they enter the city, he takes the paper he'd scribbled on and glances at the address. Seeing a gas station, he pulls up to the pump and cuts the motor, then hands Misty the paper. "Would you mind seeing if you can find that on a map?"

Getting out, he approaches the pump where another man is filling his truck, who nods with a smile, noting the Nevada license plates. "You're a ways from home."

Carson forces half a smile as he opens the gas tank. "Yeah, just a bit."

"Vacation?"

"Something like that. Looking forward to the beaches." Carson starts to fill up the car, and to the normal observer, nothing was out of place. But for someone who knew him, it might throw them to realize that he'd just lost his Australian accent.


Reese rubs his forehead, trying to get rid of his headache as he talks on the phone. "No, nothing. I can't get a hold of her or Carson." He sighs. "No leads? Nothing? We don't even know which direction they went... Yeah....no, I've got someone checking the airports already...." He shakes his head. "Whether it appears Misty helped him break out or not, I don't know whether she went on her own will or not. If not, we have an even bigger problem here.... Okay... Thanks, Doug."

Hanging up, he leans back in his chair, the worry evident on his face.


Bret pulls up to the hotel after having had breakfast with Charlotte, followed by a walk on the beach, then lunch. He glances out the window to the tall building where he knew Angelica would already be finished packing. "So...I guess this is it, huh?"

Bloodpressure

*Misty opens her eyes slowly and turns her head to Carson and grins alittle.*

"Ya I'm ok its just a headack. Bloodpressure sky rocketing can do that. You know I'll always stay by you Carson no matter what. Its been like that since I met you. Even if I am mad."

*Misty lets out a sigh and reaches out turn on the raido but keeping it low. She leans her head back again and just watches the scenary pass by.*

...

Carson takes a step forward as Misty falls, but stops as she picks herself back up. A curse slips out under his breath as he follows, once more sliding into the driver’s seat and shutting the door.

Without a word, he starts the engine, but just lets it idle for several moments. Suddenly his voice comes a bit quieter, though his gaze remains on the side mirror, ready to pull out. “You okay?”

Pain

*Misty lets out a sigh and stands in front of Carson.*

"Get in my stupid car Carson and lets go."

*Misty turns to walk back to the car when suddanly she stops falling to her knees for a moment holding her head as pain courses through her body. Her head it felt like it was splitng open again. Like someone was pounding on her skull. Slowlying picking herself back up she finishes her walk to the car taking out the advil from her purse again she grans a few more swalling them.*

"If your coming lets go already. You said you dont have time to waist."

*Misty slips into the passanger seat of the car leaning her head back and closing her eyes not sure if Carson was coming or not.*

Last thing

Carson stops and spins around to face Misty, his eyes reflecting the anger and hurt that he felt. “The last thing I am is a baby, Misty Miller,” he hisses. “I’ve killed people for a living for the last ten years of my life before coming here, and once…once, just once I’d like to save one. But it’s awfully hard when I got you hanging on my tail and whining about me all the time. You can’t have it both ways. Either you’re with me, or we part. It’s that simple.”

He searches Misty’s eyes, his own glaring at her to compensate for the hurt. “I know good and well the mistakes I’ve made and I don’t need you continuously pointing them out. Now I’m on my way to save my sister…but I’m only getting back in that car if I know you’re going to sit down and quit hefting around that chip on your shoulder that’s aimed at me.”

Carson pauses, his jaw muscles working with the tension. “And as far as you and I go…”

He cuts his own sentence off, leaving it unfinished. “It’s up to you what happens next, Misty. I’ve just given you the ultimatum, so now it’s your call. But make it quick because I’m running out of time.”

Get back in the Car

*Misty watchs Carson for a moment and than watches him walk away. As he heads up the shoulder and sticks out his thumb Misty runs to catch up with him just leaving her car behind.*

"Your not leaving without me Carson. I have nothing to go back to now. You get in a car I'll get in to. You get in a semi so will I. So stop being a baby and go back to my car and lets get going."

*Misty continus to follow Carson.*

Don't have to

Carson catches the keys as they’re thrown at him, his facial expression remaining hard as he receives Misty’s yelling.

When she’s through, he just stands for a moment, finally looking down and shaking his head.

Taking a deep breath, he looks back up, his tone calmed, though his eyes still blazing. “You know what….I don’t have to put up with this.”

Walking back to the car, he tosses the keys into the driver’s seat and leans in to grab his cell phone. Hooking it to his belt, he heads away again. “I’m wasting my time here. I don’t care what you do, but go throw your tantrum somewhere else. I have better things to do than stand here and listen.”

Heading down the shoulder he turns around to walk backward, sticking out his thumb as a semi passes.

Deal

*Misty stands back up she wasent intimanated by Carson and steps right back up at him. Throwing the keys at him. Her eyes flamed with fire bright than they had before.*

"Dont you EVER push me again do you understand me."

*She just stands stairing him in the eyes.*

"I'm NOT geting in the car and I'm NOT going home with out you. So do you understand me mister motcho. I'm not someone you can just push around got that. SO just SHUT UP and deal with me being mad."

Theft

Carson slams his fist onto the dashboard as Misty walks away. Letting out a frustrated groan, he rests his forehead on the steering wheel, his hands shaking from the nervous wreck he was beginning to be. “Dang it, Misty!” he yells.

Pulling the keys from the ignition, he gets out of the car and slams the door, making long strides to catch up to Misty.

Grabbing her by the arm, he yanks her back to the car, spinning her around, and giving her a light push so she backs into the hood. Taking her hand, he slaps the keys into her palm and shuts her fingers over them.

“The last thing I need on my record is car theft,” he hisses. “Now you get in that car and turn around and go back home.” He points up the highway. “Get your hind end out of this mess before you get us both killed, do you understand me?”

You dont need me...

*Misty flinches for a moment saprised a bit by Carson's out burst. Her own anger flases again.*

"There is never a good reason to lie. Thats a Carson copout."

*As Carson's words hit her ears they hurt more than she ever thought they would.*

"You dont need me, you dont need me huh. Fine..."

*Misty takes her seat belt off and opens the car door and geting out.*

"For someone who is grateful you have a funny way of showing it Carson Banks."

*Slaming the car door Misty starts walking down the side of the road as the cars fly past the same way they were driving.*

Up to you

Carson grits his teeth, his fingers gripping the steering wheel more tightly. Silent for a moment, he suddenly changes lanes again, putting on the breaks and skidding to a halt on the shoulder of the road. Reaching down, he shuts the radio off and turns to glare at Misty.

“Look, I know you’re upset with me, alright? So I did something stupid. So I pulled a few stunts I shouldn’t have. So I’m sorry, alright?! But I’m not going to go groveling at your feet, begging for forgiveness when there was a dang good reason I did it.”

Fire flashes in his eyes. “If you’re just staying with me so you can keep harping on me, then forget it.”

Carson swallows hard, still looking at Misty, one hand resting on the steering wheel. “Now I’m grateful for you getting me out of jail, and for getting me this far. But so help me, I don’t need you. I can just as well get out of this car and find my own way to California. So make up your mind. Either shut up and buck up and put up with me, or I walk. It’s up to you.”

Wasent

*Misty goes to speak only to have the phone shut on her. Looking at Carson she puts the phone back in her pocket.*

"He wasent tracking us and I'll say sorry all I want. At least I know how."

*Misty parshaly mumbles. Folding her arms she turns the raido on and just looks out the window.*

Unless

“Misty! What in blazes do you think you’re doing?!?! I cannot believe that you did this! What were you thinking?! Where are you??”

As Carson pulls the car back out onto the highway, he can hear Reese’s yelling from his seat. Quirking an irritated eyebrow, he reaches over before Misty can stop him, and shuts her phone to cut off the call. “For all we know, he’s trying to trace us,” he mutters flatly. “If I were you, I’d shut the thing off…that is, unless you want to blow the whistle on our whereabouts.”

Glancing into the rearview mirror, he changes lanes. “And by the way, don’t apologize for anything.” His voice is still cool as he concentrates on his task ahead. “What’s done is done and it’s over.”