Empty

*Herb rests his hand on Carson's shoulder. He new this was his fault but he also new he was sorry and he has been trying. Why he went down this path again he wasent sure but he new Carson was now in a great deal of pain that could not be discribed. Showing sympathy Herb gives a nod.*

"Take the rest of the day off. Get some sleep and give yourself as much time as you need. Your job will be waiting for you."

*Herb gives a small sigh and turns to head back into the kitchen. Stopping for a moment and looking back at Carson he trys to off him a look of comfort though he knows it probley dosent do much.*

"If you need anything or anyone to talk to Carson my door is always open. I'm here for ya."

*Herb enters the kitchen once again and starts to prepair a few orders that had come through. His own heart heavy for Misty and Carson.*

*As Misty pulls into TJY she keeps her car running for a moment just listing to the music and stairing at nothing at all. She wasent even quite sure how she had made it to work. She new she was driving but her mind was a million miles away on everything alse as her heart continues to break.

Leaning her arms on the stearing wheel Misty burrys her face into her arms and just lets the tears continue to come. how fast things had changed. One minute things were fine and the next they were laying at her feet in peaces.

The look that had been in Carson's eye was one that showed he was sorry, that showed his guilt. He had a look that said he dident want to lose Misty. The little boy pleeded for her to stay an not walk away. That look was the one that haunted Misty now. Even through this she hadent want to leave, she hadent wanted to walk away but she new she had to. Though the little boy was sorry, what was done was done and if things dident change it would just happen again. Misty loved Carson so much that she couldent let her heart break another time. This was the second time and it felt worse than the first. Misty wondered if she even had any heart left.

Whiping the tears from her eyes Misty shuts her car off. Trying to controll them all she can but leting a few escape anyways she heads into TJY. Keeping her head down Misty heads inside across the floor. Her stomach still doing flip flops. Slowly making her way to the infermary she stops at the door hearing voices. Letting out a sigh she opens the door and enters. Looking up she trys to give Rick and Jason the best smile she can. They had enough problems to worry about with out hers added on. Looking back down as the ground Misty continues to her desk. She new her eyes were bloodshot and a few tears were still there, but once she dived into work maybe her mind would be occupied on something alse and she would feel all she was. Knowing it wasent true she could only hope. She hurt all over and she just wanted to scream. She wanted to feel comfort, but her mind just tryed to block it out. A conflicting battle raged inside of her, fighting for controll and the want to tell the one last person she trusted. But how even now her heart was broken to much to but that faith in even the one she new she could trust.

Misty lets out a shuttering sigh as she pulls out of paper work and stairs down at it. She could read the letters, she new the words but she just couldent comprehend what it said. All she could see was Carson, all she could feel was Carson, all she new how to love was Carson, and now it was all taken away and Misty felt loss. What was the point if life seemed so empty.*

Knee

Emotions swirl within Carson, threatening to overflow. As Misty steps forward to take his hand, he doesn't know whether he should curl his fingers around hers or not.

He stands still as she leans up to kiss his cheek. He'd like to think he was forgiven. But he knew better. Something had broken. Something precious. Something that could not be glued back together with a lame apology or excuse.

Misty's words make him want to scream. He'd done this. This was his fault. No one else was to blame. And as she says goodbye, the cold hard truth stands tall. It was over.

Too many words want to come. Too many emotions want to spill over. But all Carson can do is stand stunned, watching Misty leave...watching the swinging doors close behind her. And he just stares...at nothingness...at the void he had just created. He had just lost Misty, and even that fact couldn't yet be fully comprehended. His own mind didn't even want to process that or think about it. It caused too much pain...it was too much like a nightmare he couldn't wake up from.

Turning back around, he sees Herb again. What could he say...what could he do... It was as if he were in shock and his mind could no longer function. He was hurt...embarrassed...irritated...frustrated...angry. All those feelings boiled up into one big ball of misery. And there was absolutely nothing he could do about it. The chain around his neck that he'd held so close felt heavy...he could feel the locket underneath his shirt, and dared not let his mind wander back to the day Misty had given it to him. If he thought of that for too long, he'd be apt to break down.

Leaning back against the wall, he closes his eyes, taking a deep breath, his hands finding his pockets. "I'm sorry you had to hear all this," he finally manages to Herb. "If it's all the same to you though, I'd just as soon go home. I don't think I'm going to do you much good today."


"Jason, I'm sorry!" Rick throws his hands up in the air. "I'm not signing that release."

"But Rick!"

"No buts!" Rick shakes his head and tosses his clipboard onto the counter. "Look...I've told you a million times. Your knee did not heal the way it should have. I've done all I can with medications to help the process and help with the pain. But if I keep giving you these shots, your system will grow immune to it, and then what? You need to take other pain medications, you need to ice the knee every night, and you need to start taking it easy!" Rick sighs with frustration. "How many times have I told you to take some time off work? How many times have I told you not to ride your bike until your knee is healed? How many times, Jason? And you still do all those things. You're hurting yourself by not taking care of yourself."

Jason sits on the bed in the infirmary and looks at the floor, gritting his teeth. His fingers dig into the mattress as he can feel his anger starting to boil. This whole thing was just stupid. He should be fine. He should be able to function normally. And yet he couldn't. "There's nothing else you can do?"

"I could go in again." Rick crosses his arms. "But I risk doing even more damage. I could try to repair things more. But I risk tearing things too greatly. I could have you go to a specialist and have them operate instead of me, but they'll tell you the same risks. I'm sorry, Jase...it was a bad injury back when you were kidnapped, and whatever happened to it when you fought with Carson just did it in. As long as it's inflamed like that, I'm not going to give Reese a release on you. There's still infection in there...there's still fluid in there and if I let you go and something happens, it's on my head."

Jason just sits, his frustration surging through him. He'd told no one about this...he'd told no one about how frequent his visits were to the infirmary. Lately it had been every day. He'd slipped in an out without anyone noticing...he'd hidden it from Reese...from Nate...from Katie...and he'd even gotten away with getting past Misty half the time. But now what?

Best and Hardest

*Misty stands searching Carson's eyes for an answer that just wouldent come. The pools of tears welling behind her eyes but not breaking free. She hurt...she hurt alot. She wanted to run away, she wanted to scream and yell. She wanted someone to pay for this that had happend, but the only one to blame was Carson himself.

Standing for a few moment more Misty gives a small jump as Carson comes twords her. Taking her own few step back to keep the distince for a moment longer. Misty dident know what to say or what to do. She was crushed once again and this time she wasent sure if all the peaces could be found and put back together. Like a mirror you can only fix it so many times before the peaces become to small.

Finally taking a few steps Misty moves twords Carson. Reaching out she takes a hold of his hand in her own as it quivers and it shakes. Looking up at him the tears finally come. Leaning up she gives him a small kiss on the cheek knowing that this very well maybe the last kiss she ever gives the man she loved so much. Her voice is meek as she finally speaks, the words that catch in her throut and dont want to come.*

"Sometimes, the best and hardest way to say I love you, is to say goodbye."

*Misty finally backs away a little and lets go of Carson's hand. She didn't want to leave, she wanted to find her answer, but she new if she did she would never be able to walk away, and than this might happen again and again. No...she had to go.*

"Goodbye Carson!"

*Hanging her own head and letting the tears come Misty heads out of the backroom and out the front door making her way to her car. She felt sick, she had to get away she had to make her mind busy. Home...she dident want home, it was quiet and lonly there. Work...she felt safe at work. That is where she needed to go.*

Mess

Carson looks to the side quickly, following Herb's gaze. And all of a sudden he felt sick all over again. He wanted to act like everything was fine and pretend that Misty hadn't heard everything. He wanted to simply ask her what she'd heard. But he didn't have to. It was obvious. She'd heard his whole confession.

Without thinking, he stands up, taking a couple steps towards Misty, but daring to go no further. His eyes meet hers. His full of the pain of guilt...the lack of understanding his own actions...the apology reflecting clearly.

But seeing her own eyes...seeing the look that was passing through them, Carson knows. Deep down, he knows...this wouldn't be like last time.

"Misty, I..." What could he say? 'I'm sorry' just didn't seem to cut it.

He just stands...silent...motionless. Waiting for the dreaded outcome of this horrid mess.

Bottle Rocket

*Misty stands from the booth she was sitting in and smiles at Mable.*

"Do you mind if I go back and see that everything is ok with Carson Mable?"

*Giving a smile Mable nods.*

"It's quite alright dear, its not to busy at the moment."

*Misty gives her nod of thanks and heads back behind the swinging doors. Seeing Carson and Herb sitting in the hallway neather of them looking her way she starts to wonder closer about to say something but stops as a few words hit her ears.*

"I messed up."

*Misty listens closer for a moment. What was going on something was not right.*

"I just cheated on herI just cheated on her..."

*Misty's heart leeps into her throut as she takes in Carson's conversation with her. It was one she was not ment to hear but she did and she couldent pretent she dident. Some many things filled her at the moment she dident know what to do but stand there stuned, her heart cracking once again. How could this happen...again? Hadn't Carson learned? Hadn't her love not been enough? Was she doing something wrong? Misty did not know what to think. All the questions...all the wondering...all the pain built up inside like a bottle rocket ready to go off.*

*Herb listen to Carson as he talks. Not saying much but just listing. His heart sank a little at the news of why Carson had been late. He felt bad for him in a sence and at the same time he didn't. He new Carson was reeping the consaquences once again from his actions. All Herb could do was offer what little addivce he could.*

"Well Carson thats feeling like crap is called conviction. You have come along way not to feel it. The best addvice as any I can tell you is to talk to Misty before...'

*Herb's words are cute off as he turns his head hearing a soft noise. His eyes widen a bit and than show a sadness not often shown by Herb. The look written on Misty's face said it all. She had over hurd, she new, and she was hurting. Herb could not even start to imagen the pain that was being felt by eather.*

the truth

Carson pauses his work as Herb stops him, though he refuses to meet his older friend's eyes. he couldn't. How on earth was he supposed to explain what had happened last night? It was....it wasn't....it had...it....

He lets out an angry sigh and tosses his towel aside, sinking down into a chair that was against the kitchen wall. Burying his face in his hands, he's silent for a long while. His mind ran wild with so many things, he didn't know what to think or what to feel. He wanted to go back in time. He wanted to go back and fix what had gone wrong. He wanted to make different decisions. But he couldn't. No one could. What was done was done, and there was nothing that could change it.

His own words startle himself. He didn't know why he'd even confide in Herb. He shouldn't. He should just stay quiet and pretend none of this had ever happened. But the guilt was so great that he couldn't ignore it this time.

"I messed up." His statement is muffled in his hands.

He finally lifts his head, but still refuses to look up at Herb. "I messed up big." A pause offers enough time for him to stop or come up with a lie, but he couldn't. It seems like an eternity, but slowly, he lets his eyes find Herb's. He knew he had guilt written all over him. If he tried to give an excuse, Herb would know. And adding lies to this whole mess would do no good.

"I took a woman to her home last night, and...I didn't leave until this morning." The implications were there. Carson knew he needn't go into any details. "...And right about now I feel more rotten than I ever have before."

Swallowing hard, his head hangs once again as he stares at a spot on the floor. "There's only one person I've ever really cared about Herb...and I just cheated on her...blatantly...and willingly. I'm sorry I was late this morning."

Visas Circle

*Misty wakes with a start from Carson couch. Looking around the room she looks for signs of life but finds none. Her and Carson had planed a late night movie last night after his card game with his friends but he never had showed up to her place. Growing worried Misty had come over to Carson's to see if he was ok and must have passed out on the couch waiting for him. Standing she heads into the bedroom and takes a look around. Nothing had been touched this morning. Misty's worry increases. She had tried his cell but got no answer. Looking at the clock she figures Carson should be at work by now. They were going to meet for lunch but Misty was worried to even think about that. She just wanted to make sure he was ok.*

*As Carson makes his way into the kitchen Herb just looks at him for a moment. Today had been fairly slow, the weather was starting to get cold and less people were coming in and out. Once the snow settled it would start up again but for now it was like a ghost town except for the small figure sitting in one of the booths sipping on some coffee and rises when they see Carson enter.

As Herb watches Carson making mistakes, and seeing his irritation and frustration grow he slowly shakes his head. The moment Carson walked in Herb could read his face. Guilt was all over it and the smells that lingered told the rest.

Going over to Carson Herb lays a hand on his shoulder.*

"Stop working for a moment Carson. Things are slow at the moment, and the more you get frustrated the more your going to mess up and its just going to be a visas circle."

*Herb lets out a sigh as he looks at his young employee. He had grows fond on Carson and was worried but he had to remember his business came first as well.

Giving a nod to the hallway and steps out as well.*

"It might be a long story but I'm here to listen not to mention a right to know why you were so late today..."

*Herb's face show not much emotions except worry, and the hope that Carson will find confidence in him.*

All night

Carson rolls his eyes at Jess and Peter, now used to their banter. He swivels his head to Velvet, ignoring her comment about snatching him up. "How do we put up with these two eh?"

Velvet giggles. "I have no idea. I think it's called fun."

The night proceeds as normal, and the hour gets later and later. Finally the foursome decides to break up for the night, with the usual promises of being back the next night.

Carson lets Velvet walk ahead of him to his car, letting her in the passenger door before sliding in behind the wheel. "Alright, where we headed?"

"Just pull out of here and take a right. Go straight until I tell you otherwise."

"Right." Carson does as directed and starts across town.

Twenty minutes later, he's pulling into the drive of a small apartment complex. Velvet sighs and unbuckles her seatbelt. "I don't think I'm tired enough to hit the hay," she muses with humor.

Carson chuckles. "Me either."

Velvet eyes him for a moment. "I, um...I've got a bottle of wine that I've been waiting to open. Seems as shame to waist it all on myself."

Carson quirks an eyebrow. Every part of his conscience screamed at him that red flags were everywhere, but he was so tired of always looking over his shoulder. Just because he might walk Velvet inside, it didn't mean there was anything else connected to it. "Red or white?"

"Red."

"Mm." Carson's grin remains as he thinks for a moment. Finally he takes the keys out of the ignition. "Just one glass - I still have to drive home."

Velvet laughs. "Deal."


...Carson's eyes open slowly, soft light from the window trying to wake his senses. His mind was foggy, his eyesight not yet cleared. But...this didn't seem like his bedroom...this...didn't feel like his bed. Moving his foot and feeling a warm body, suddenly everything comes back to him. And when it does, his mind is filled with such chaos that he can't even think straight. What...how... Oh, no...was it even worth asking himself those questions?

Just as quickly, something in his mind urges him to look at the time. Glancing to his watch, his eyes widen. It was almost ten o'clock. He should have been to work an hour ago.

Sitting up, he immediately starts to dress, now in a state of almost panic. His cell phone had died on him the day before and he wasn't about to call Herb from Velvet's phone and explain where he was. He would just have to get there late and...and... He stops dressing and rests his elbows on his knees, running his hands over his face. ...And think of some kind of excuse. He couldn't recall any logic he'd used the night before after three...or four glasses of wine, and this morning he couldn't feel lower. One name entered his mind. Misty. What had he done?

After persuading Velvet that he really did need to leave, he makes tracks to his car, racing the clock now. He felt like he was going to be sick. How could something he did feel so good one moment, and the next make him feel like the lowest being on the planet? He'd messed up once before with Misty...how could he have done it a second time? And...what would happen now?

Gritting his teeth, Carson opts to not even think about it right now. He didn't have the time or energy. Stopping only to fill his car with gas and grab a cup of coffee, he heads straight to work. If he took the time to go home, he would be at least a half an hour later. He knew he smelled like cigarette smoke and perfume, but an hour in the kitchen with grease and sweat, it would wear off quickly. He hadn't shaved, but that would have to wait. As far as his mood went...he still felt sick, a slight hangover gave him a headache, and he felt downright cruddy.

Getting to Mom and Pop's, he makes his way inside quickly, barely greeting Aerith and Mabel before heading straight to the kitchen. His baseball cap hiding half his face, he dons an apron quickly and looks to Herb. "Sorry I'm late, Herb. Long story." Glancing around to get his bearings he starts to pitch in. It doesn't go well. He can't concentrate on enough to do anything right it seems, and the more he gets wrong, the more his frustrations grow. And the more his frustrations grow, the more irritated he gets. And the more irritated he gets ,the more it becomes a form of hate towards himself and his actions. It had all happened so fast...but the consequences could last forever if not handled the right way. The thought didn't cross his mind that Misty had told him the day before that she'd come in to Mom and Pop's for lunch today.

Mr. Hope

And so once gain time passes. Like grains of sand in an hour glass they slip from ones grasps. Not being able to stop them, or catch them they move slowly to there destination to be forgotten.

*As the night draws to an end Katie sits on her bed the photo album from Mick and Rosetta's wedding layed out in front of her once more. Most of her night since she got her memories back had been spend this way. She still felt like things were missing, the feelings the pictures implied, they were still missing replaced with others that just simply went true anymore. Katie's heart had found the love for Jason once and yet these pictures showed a love for Scott that was pure and true she loved him as well. The turmoil that had gone away was now back and the though of breaking someones heart that she cared for so deeply made her sick. Katie wasn't sure how to think or how to act. Her heart still ached, and depression made itself known.*


*As Misty lays awake in bed she cant help but twist and turn. Sleep seemed to come as a problem tonight. Every little noise waked her. She felt restless, and uncomfortable. Like tonight she felt more alone than any other night. Why she wasn't sure, every night she came home along to her apartment, and felt safe but over the last few weeks it just didn't feel the same. Nothing really did. Carson had been destine but not like he had been in the past. She still spent time with him, and he didn't hide where he was going at night. It was hard to read him this time around. He acted different yet like himself at the same time. Misty could tell he had started smoking again and though it didn't bother her to much she couldn't help but take that into consideration that maybe these new friends were not so good for Carson. Yet she never said a word about it except that the smokes were going to kill him. Who was she to criticize how he spent his free time as long as he wasn't in trouble.

Staring up at the ceiling Misty just stairs into the dark. She only hoped Carson cared enough not to do anything stupid. Faith is what she had in him, what she promised him she would give him. She had to stick by her word and do just so. Carson was everything to her and if giving him the faith he wanted would help him grow than so be it.

Rolling over Misty closes her eyes. Seven o'clock would come early she need at leats some sleep. Feeling Romeo and Juliet at her feel Misty trys to convince herself everything is ok untill finally though note peaceful she falls asleep.*

*Jess lets out a shrill laugh as Peter puts his arms around her once again and draws her in for a kiss again. It would seem this week was an on again week. Over the last few weeks it had been obvious they went back and forth, dating than not dating to dating again. Sometimes the reason for the break up was stupid and made no sense but who was to argue.

Pulling away from Peter again Jess throws him a grin and than looks to Velvet.*

"You better stop picking on him, I can't take you home tonight I have planes of my own."

*Peter gets a cheesy grin on his face as Jess slaps him.*

"Not that you idiot."

*Frowning Peter picks up his hand and looks at Carson.*

"See what I have to deal with. She gets my hopes up and than shoots me down every time."

*Shaking her head Jess lets out a sigh and takes the last sip of her beer. Giving a laugh to Velvet at her comment about where Carson works.*

"I think someone did snatch him up Velvet...his girlfriend."

*Peter looks to Jess and than to Carson.*

"Heyyyy, there ish nothing wrong with having someone alse on the side once and a while you know."

*Jess looks at Peter and quirks and eyebrow.*

"Oh really and do you like by that to Mr. Hope?"

*Peter cringes for a moment at Jess comment and than stratens.*

"Nope, your the only one for me."

*Jess laughs as she throws her hand down on the table.*

"Yeah, I'll believe that one with pigs fly."

*Looking back to Velvet she scoffs.*

"He's all yours I have enough problems!"

Weeks pass

At Misty's request for him to be safe, for a split moment, Carson could feel his guilt for being here again. But he quickly pushes it aside, convincing himself that he was fine and doing nothing wrong. He was just hanging out and relaxing. "Alright. Night."

Ending the call, he lifts an eyebrow at Peter's comment, an ever-so-slight grin quirking the corner of his mouth. "I don't have any old ladies."

Not letting that conversation go any further, he looks to Jess. "Of course I'm ready. Deal 'em out."


Days. They drag by, fly by, but never seem to go at the same pace twice. It never seems fair. One can always try to manipulate the speed of days that pass, but it never works. One must live with the passage that is dealt to them and accept the speed at which the hours tick by.


Jason sits at his desk, going over the paperwork Reese had given him earlier in the day. He was working late. He hadn't really wanted to, but Camryn had told him she couldn't do anything with him tonight...again...so he was stuck with the choice of staying here or just going home. Neither thought was too appealing, but he'd opted for work.

The last couple weeks had been full of days he wished hadn't existed. But they'd come anyway. Days had been full of too much thinking...too much awkward interaction.

Katie's memory had returned in full force and it had been several days of staying home before she'd been able to return to work. Though welcomed back with smiles and hugs, Jason could sense that tension still remained. Despite her remembering everything, she and Scott were still no longer engaged, and that in itself was something to create awkwardness.

Scott himself had appeared to have perfected the art of hibernating in his office. He only emerged when called to someone else's computer to fix a problem, and otherwise stayed quiet and alone.

Jason himself had not been happy with the work Reese had been giving him, but Rick had yet to sign the release for him to get back out to work. Jason had kept his mouth shut to everyone but Rick about the shots he'd been receiving for the pain in his knee, but he knew that if he stayed on those meds long enough, pretty soon they would do no good. After that, he didn't know what he'd do, but the last thing he wanted was for Rick to ground him permanently. For the first time, he got a glimpse of what Con had perhaps felt, knowing that he'd never be allowed on outside cases again. It wasn't something Jason wanted to think about, so he didn't.

Things with Camryn had been strangely tense as well, creating even more turmoil within Jason. They'd spent a lot of good times together the last couple weeks, but there were just so many things that were going unsaid... that were going undiscussed. Whenever Jason mentioned Katie, it was like pouring a bucket of ice water on whatever conversation they'd been having. He knew Camryn liked Katie, so he couldn't quiet understand what the problem was, but she was unwilling to talk about it. He could only hope that it was a simply bump in the road that would easily be overcome.


Carson downs a shot of whiskey and unfolds the cards in his hand, wincing a little as the hard liquor slides down his throat. This time the cards seemed to be in his favor. He hadn't had the best of luck tonight - maybe that was changing.

An elbow taps his arm and Velvet squints at him. "You did realize it's your turn."

Carson gives her a sidelong glance. "You did realize I was paying attention." He takes his turn and elbows her back. "Quit picking on me."

"Or what?"

"Or I won't take you home like I said I would."

Velvet smirks at him. "Thanks a lot. First Sean dumps me and now you."

"You said his car broke down after he dropped you off."

"Well it did..." Velvet grins. "But that doesn't mean I can't give him a bad time about it."

Carson rolls his eyes and goes back to his half-drunk beer, settling back into his chair. Surrounded by Velvet, Jess, and Peter once more, he felt comfortable. Almost every night had been spend back at the Bullseye, and he'd gotten used to being with this group. Still working, and still doing plenty of things with Misty, he reserved the drinking and card games for late nights. Every once in a while his conscience would knock at the door, but he was quick to remind himself that he felt wanted here...accepted. Sure, he had Mom and Pop's, and he had Misty...but this was one place outside of that small world that he enjoyed. He felt a part of something again...and having tasted that world once again, he couldn't resist coming back. Maybe he'd been drinking a little too much lately...and maybe it wasn't a good thing that he'd picked up smoking again...and maybe he flirted a little too much with Velvet...but why did he have to begrudge himself all pleasures?

"Helloooo." Velvet waves a hand in front of his face. "Earth to Carson. Where's your mind tonight?"

Carson grins and takes his turn. "Quit picking on me. I had a long day."

"I bet. Cleaning dishes or what?"

"And cooking," Carson retorts.

"Mm, I see." Velvet rolls her eyes and looks to Jess. "He cleans dishes and cooks. Someone better snatch him up before it's too late."

Spasm

*Misty gives a nod of her head though Carson can't see her. She tryed to keep her own ramped thoughts under control. So Carson was at a bar, she couldn't stop him, he was his own person and should could only show the trust she had in him.

As the conversation starts to come to a close Misty gives a small laugh and a smile shows through in her voice.*

"Ok Hun, I know I am not your keeper but just be safe alright? I'll see you tomorrow. Nite.'

*Misty hangs up the phone and starts her car. Turning her music up she heads out of TJY and home for the night.*

*Pete looks to Carson as he ends his phone conversation. Her mouth giving a crooked grin as he takes a sip from his drink.*

"Was the your old lady or something?"

*In a split second Pete winces and whips his head around to Jess.*

"Ouch what was that for?"

*Jess gives a shrug as she looks over her hand again.*

"Sorry muscle spasm."

*Jess looks up over her cards and gives a grin to Pete and than looks back to Carson.*

"Ok we ready to play now without any interruptions or what?"

lost hand

Carson's concentration continues to be split between his phone conversation and the card game as he listens to Misty.

"Naw, not really. Just hanging out down at the Bullseye and got in a card game. Figured I wouldn't stay too late though, because it was a busy day at work. Herb had me working like a dog."

Receiving Jess' question, he doesn't show the bit of annoyance he feels, and takes his turn again, trying to end his call.

"That was just someone here. Listen, Babe, I gotta go or they're gonna throw me out of the game." He chuckles a little. "I'll see you tomorrow morning, alright?"

Grimacing at the game, he throws down his cards as a lost hand.

Who

*Misty can't help the smile forms on her face as she listens to Carson. It was always good to hear his voice. Though a bit of consern emerges insid eof her as the background noise can be hurd. Trying to pushing away the emotion that grew Misty convinces herself she trusted Carson.*

"So are you doing anything fun and exciting? How was work? Busy again?"

*Misty always loved talking to Carson. It's was probley one of her favrote pass times. Now that things were going pretty good and Carson was keeping his noise clean she loved it even more. To her Carson was everything and she want to make sure his own day went well before assuming.*

*Jess looks over to Carson and quirks an eyebrow.*

"Are you going to play cards or keep talking on your phone? It's your turn again."

*As Misty hears the voice in the background her curosite increases.*

"Who was that?"

Playing cards

Carson sits back for several minutes and watches the three interact. He found the scene a bit humorous, and crosses his arms casually, studying the words and actions.

At Jess' offer for him to play, he shrugs and downs the rest of his beer. "Sure. Why not?" If he went home, he'd be bored. He was a bit tired right now, but doing something here was a more appealing thought than going home. He was here...why not stay just a while?

Walking to the table, he turns a chair around to straddle it, sitting between Peter and Velvet, who brings several more beers for the small bunch. As Jess shuffles and starts to deal, Carson's phone rings. He's tempted not to answer, but he recognizes that ring tone. Taking the cards in one hand, and the phone in the other, he nods to the group to signal keep playing even though he had a call.

Hearing Misty's voice, he smiles a little. "Hey, Sass, what's up?" Listening to her and playing cards at the same time, he nods absentmindedly. "Yeah, sorry. I went out for bit after work. Tomorrow sounds good though. I bet if you talk to Herb he'd let me off early...I'd rather have you smile and bat your eyes than me." He receives a tap to his shin under the table from Velvet as he'd been distracted from the game, and resumes playing. "Just swing by Mom and Pop's in the morning or something..." he grins. "I'll even have breakfast waiting for ya, and you can do your begging then."

Fool

*Jess own smile forms as she see Velvet enter and walk over to her. It was always nice to see a familiar face.*

"Hey Velvet..."

*Jess takes another sip of beer.*

"Yeah Sean does not seem like the one who would put up to much of a fight. Specialy when he is head over heels for you."

*Seeing Velvet turn her attachen to Carson she cant help the dry laugh at her flirting friend.*

"He's quite the looker isn't he?"

*Finishing off her beer Jess puts it down on the bar and gives it a little push. Looking twords the table she hops off the stool and pulls out some cards from her pocket she heads to the table.*

"I was waiting for Peter and Sean to show up but seeing as you so nicely convinced Sean to stay at work for you I guess he wont be showing up now will he?!"

*As if on cue the bar door opens again and a tall braud shoulder man who looked to be around 30 enters. His hair was spiked black. He wore an earing in his right ear and had a few tattoo's on his arms. He fashioned a black cut off shirt and faded black jeans with boots.

Coming up behind Jess he slings his arm around her. The smell of whisky on his breath.*

"Hey Babe, we playing tonight?"

*Peter stops for a moment a grin curling on his lips.*

"..cards...I mean are we playing cards tonight."

*Jess shakes her head and pulls Peter's arm off of her.*

"Pete, first off you stink..."

"Hey Hey now someone had to have a drink with Sean to calm him down since he could come out tonight thanks to someone."

*Peter looks to Velvet and gives a shake of his head but ends it with a wink to her.*

*Jess rolls her eyes as she opens the cards and starts to shuffle.*

"..ok...well second I'm not your babe."

"Awww...how ya gonna leave me high and dry like..."

"Pete shut up and sit down your making a fool of yourself."

*Jess looks back to the bar and nods to Carson and Velvet.*

"We are down one person Carson if you wanna play, Velvet grab some more drinks would ya!"

*As Misty leaves TJY she looks at her watch to see she was out an hour earlyer than planed. Carson was probley home by now and tired but maybe she could call to see about doing something tomarrow on her half day.

Dialing his house phone she lefts it ring only to get no answer. Hanging up she find it odd but thinks nothing of it. Dialing his cell next she waits till there is an answer.*

"Hey You. I got out of work a little early. I tryed calling you house but got no answer so sorry to bother you. I was just wondering tomarrow I am taking a half day and I dident know if we could convince Herb to let you out a little early we could get together and doing something. That is if you want.."

Persuasion

Carson chuckles a little. "Ah, a card player, eh? Been a long time since I've been at a table for a good round."

He twirls his beer bottle with his fingers, spreading the wet ring on the bar. "I'd offer to play, but I would assume you'd want a bigger group than two." He takes another sip of his drink, his eye catching movement by the door.

A slender, petite woman with long dark hair slips into the bar and glances around the room, one hand on her shouldered purse, the other running through her hair. She spots Jess and a flashy smile forms as she approaches. "Hey, Jess!" She leans on the counter between Jess and Carson. "I wasn't sure if I'd make it tonight. The bossman had one of his bad days and was intent on keeping me at work all night, but I ended up...persuading Sean to stay for me." She giggles. "Not hard to do that with him." She throws Jess a wink.

As if suddenly realizing there's someone behind her, she turns around and sees Carson. "Oh, well hello, hello. So sorry for interrupting."

Carson gives her a nod and a slight grin. "You interrupted nothing and I was enjoying hearing about your persuasion."

The woman's cheeks flush slightly as she smiles slyly and she studies Carson's eyes for a moment. "Well I'm glad I wasn't interrupting...but even if I was, I think it was worth it to meet you." She extends her hand. "Velvet Michaels."

Carson takes her hand in a firm shake. "Carson Banks. You with Jess here, I'm assuming."

"Oh, we go way back." Velvet laughs and looks to Jess again. "Don't we?" She nods to the empty table. "So you setting up tonight or what?"

*hic*

*Jess could not help but give a laugh at Carson comment. It was not that she studyed people all the time but that she just took note who came in and out of the bar. And when someone as hot as Carson came though the door it was hard not to notice.*

"Actully..."

*Jess takes a sip of her beer and gives a curled smile to Carson. Absintmindedly picking at the beer lab finally replys.*

"Well Carson this is not my normal seat but that table over there..."

*Jess point over her shoulder at a small table with a few chairs.*

"...thats my table when I have someone to play cards with. I'm just about there every night if I am drinking or not thats a differnt story."

*Jess finishs off her beer and than orders another.*

"Tonight I don't have anyone to play cards with. Sooooo...tonight is a drinking night and I wanted a front row seat so I could order all my little heart desired."

*Jess turns back to the bar as her new beer is but down. She had, had a rough day and the beer felt good.*

"I pretty much do know who comes in and out btw. I AM very observent."

Conversations

Carson turns his head to see Jess straight on, and his eyes narrow slightly. He can't help his slight grin though. "You're pretty observant. Do you study every stranger who walks in like that, or just me?"

He turns his attention back to his drink for just a moment before looking at her again. "Well, Jessica, I'm Carson and most people call me Carson." His grin widens. "You must take up this seat frequently if you know who's been here and who hasn't."

Yearning

*Katie gives a small shake of her head at Laura's question. He had made enough people go out of there way tonight she dident need to add another name to the list. In a soft voice she responds.*

"No, I don't need anything. You get some sleep."

*Once Laura is gone Katie stands and goes to the window for a moment looking out. As she looks out the window she gets a sudden yearning to call someone, but the name that comes to her mind is not who she was exspect. She felt like wanting to call Scott.

Turning and looking at the phone for a long moment Katie fights with herself wondering if she should call or not. Letting out a sigh she decieds not to bother him. She'd never called him before and it might be to strange to him.

Going back over to her door she shuts it all the way than hops into bed letting her head sink into the pillow. Now that it was quiet her mind wandered a little more. Another small tear escapes her eye till finally she closes them. Tomarrow would be a new day, maybe it would be better, maybe the pain would be gone than. Though Katie new that wasent true she still hoped.*

*The woman gives a laugh and takes another swig of her beer.*

"You know you..could be right, but your accent tells me differnt along with your good looks. We don't have many people around here who..."

*The woman stops for a moment as if trying to catch her train of thought.*

"...who...have the blond hair and blue eye trat."

*The woman lips continue to curle as she turn around in the stool chair to face Carson fully.*

"I'm Jessica Fisher, but most people just call me Jess."

Retort

Jason heads to the kitchen to find something to make a couple sandwiches. Though he kept his hands busy, his mind still wandered. Though being with Katie felt good, getting away was a slight relief too, but he didn't quite understand why. It was almost as if being separated, he didn't have to fight something...but what it was, he wasn't even sure.

Pushing aside all these rampant thoughts, Jason simply fixes supper and takes it back to Katie's room. Sitting in her chair, he eats with her, not saying much, but just being there. He didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable or awkward. He just wanted to help her get through this. He knew she didn't remember everything yet. Would it make things easier or harder on her to remember about Scott?

"Jason?"

Jason sits up straight, hearing Laura's voice. "In here."

Laura comes down the hall, her purse still slung over her shoulder. She pokes her head into Katie's room and offers her a smile. "Hey, you. Good to see you back."

Jason knows that this is his cue and slowly rises from the chair. He exchanges a quick glance with Laura, then looks down on Katie, reaching out to rough up her hair. "I better get home, Hero. You need anything, you know who to call."

Heading out of the room, Laura gives his shoulder a pat. She knew why he'd been here...and on some level, she understood. Once he's gone, Laura looks back to Katie. "I just got back from being out with Nate. Can I do anything for you before bed?"


Carson quirks an eyebrow at the stranger's comment, and he doesn't turn to look at her. He takes a swig of beer and lets it slide down his throat before responding. "I could live right around the corner and you wouldn't know the difference," he retorts. He leans his elbows on the bar and absentmindedly picks up a pretzel to chew on. Just sitting here to relax felt good. Though he'd been proud of the fact that he'd steered clear of bars as of late, he couldn't help but feel almost a relief, as if this was what he'd been waiting for.

He throws the woman a sidelong glance, noting that it appeared she'd already been here for a while tonight. Even so, someone to talk with didn't bother him.

Long way

*Katie pulls away from Jason and sits on the edge of the bed. Giving another whipe to her face she gives a sniffle.*

"Yeah I'm sure I will be fine sooner or later right?!"

*Katie trys to offer a smile as she leans back on her pillow. Not quite laying down but not quite siting up eather. Her mind still siffed thought the new information and tryed to sort it out.*

"I guess now that you said something I do feel a little hungry. Wasting away would be a bad thing. I promised Con I would try and stay out of he hospital and if I wont back he'd kick my butt."

*As Jason walks away Katie's eyes follow him. She couldent help but wonder would anything be the same again ever. Would what happend change things between her and Jason. It certinly dident see like it but what was going on inside could be something totally differnt.*

*A tall skinny woman about 24 with long dirty blonde hair sits on the stool next to Carson. Her own bottle of beer infont of her the lable half torn off. Her wrists lined with braclets and around her neck hung chains. Her eyes have a tint of glaze relaying her had more than one beer tonight.

Turning her head to Carson as he sits down she gives him a once over. A grin curling on her lips.*

"You look like your a long way from home. Not that I mind having you sit next to me."

*Picking up the beer she brings it to her lips and takes another swig before setting it down again.*

Choice

Jason simply holds Katie close, letting her cry...letting her talk. In the back of his mind, questions arose that he didn't want to face right now. He wondered what would change now. He wondered if after remembering, Katie still loved him. He wondered if they would function differently now or if things could just get back to normal. But he didn't dwell on these now. The future would have to take care of itself.

"It's okay," he speaks quietly. "You don't have to say anything. And quit thanking me. I couldn't just walk away...not like this."

His hand gently rubs her back, as he tries to soothe away the pain. In reality, having Katie this close...talking to her...touching her...it was just as much a comfort to him as it was her. He could feel his emotional strain easing off as her presence itself was like a warm summer breeze to his inner battle.

Taking a deep breath, he suppresses only the things that he doesn't want Katie to know right now...the things he doesn't want her to have to deal with right now.

After a while, Jason finally pries Katie away from him so she can sit up and he can tilt her chin to look her in the eye. "You gonna be alright? Hmm?" He offers a small grin. "Why don't you just settle down here while I go find something for us to eat. You may not be hungry, but you need to eat something. The last thing anyone needs is for you to waist away to nothing."


Carson slides into his car and lets out a long sigh. He was hot, tired, and his feet hurt from standing all day. It had been a long day...he'd worked more hours than normal and was feeling it. Misty was working late tonight, so all he had to look forward to was going home and sacking out on the couch in front of the television.

Starting the engine, he pulls away and heads to his apartment. Halfway there, he decides to take a side trip to the store, and once finished there, he realizes he needs to get gas somewhere too. Winding up across town for everything, he's finally on his way back, and feeling even more tired than when he'd left for work. Right about now, just to sit and have a nice cold beer would hit the spot.

As these thoughts pass through his mind, his eyes catch sight of a bar. There were a few cars parked out front. It was late evening...not late enough for the crowd to have gathered yet. Carson hadn't stepped foot in a bar in a long time, but tonight, it would just hit the spot. Besides, there was nothing wrong with it. He'd go in, sit, have a beer and leave. That simple. He could do that.

For just a moment, his conscience argues with him, reminding him of the pass, but he ignores it. This was fine. After the day he'd had, he deserved the break.

A few minutes later, he was walking through the door. The smoke hit his senses along with the smell of beer and the noise of rock music, chatter and laughter. Heading for the bar, he finds a stool and orders a bottle of beer.

Not Sure

*As Jason pulls Katie into his lap it startlers her for a moment not exspecting that to happen. His words hiting her hard knowing there was truth in them. If only the akwardness would go away things would probley be pretty much back to normal.

Slowly Katie's sobs slow down till they are small whimpers. Now that she was shelted in Jason's arms and she was so close to him the comfort made itself present. Keeping her one arm tucked under her and her other on Jason's feel arm but burys her face into Jason's chest alittle more just letting the comfort wash over her as the pain subsides just a bit.*

"I...I'm not sure what to say. I mean I want to say so much but I dont know how."

*Katie lets out a bit of a tired sigh as she closes her eyes.*

"Thank you J for giving up your night and coming to make sure I was going to be ok. That was one of the things I always liked about you. You always were so kind. Thank you for being the person I needed. I just...I don't know."

*Finally Katies crying stops though her heart still aches and for now her breathing became normal. The warmth, the small, the comfort of Jason making her feel safe for the time being.*

Stop it

Jason sighs deeply at Katie's words. He knew what she meant...he knew she was probably right. Yet he didn't want to leave. He'd come here for a reason, and he wasn't ready to leave yet. He couldn't. Not with Katie like this.

As Katie takes his hand, he accepts hers, giving her fingers a light squeeze. He just wanted for this to be over. He just wanted her to feel better. The pain was wearing on him and he just wanted all of this to stop.

But for some reason, her words produce an element of irritation within him. Yes, Camryn was his fiance. Yes, this whole thing had ruined their evening together. Yes, he needed to be with her. But he needed to be here too. Otherwise he wouldn't have come.

"Katie, stop it," he chides quietly. "You have no reason to feel like an idiot - nothing is your fault."

Looking at her for several moments, Jason pushes aside all feelings outside of right here and now. Slipping his hand out of hers, he shifts a little closer and leans down to pull Katie up and onto his lap. Resting her head against his chest, he rocks her gently, just holding her. "You can't get rid of me, Hero," he says softly. "I may be taken by another woman, but that doesn't mean you're no longer my friend, and it doesn't mean I no longer care about you."

His hand moves to tuck her hair behind her ear. "I'm so sorry...for everything."

You shoulen't..

*Jamie grabs her phone as it rings. Seeing Con's name Jamie answers.*

"Hey Babe. You know you can always come over. I got some stuff from my dad he and Carson made extra so I got the food covered. I can always check on Katie for you later as well if you want. Ok..well I am already home. I'll see you in a bit. Love ya."

*Jamie hangs up the phone and heads into the kitchen to grab some plates and warm up the food waiting for Con.*

*As Jason draws near the feeling of him being close increases till finally Katie knows her is standing outside the door and than enter. Feeling even more embarrassed and foolish Katie trys to stop her sobs but still cant. To much was going on to ever try and control those emotions.

Feeling Jason's hand run though her hair causes Katie to jump a little. Why she wasn't sure. He didn't startle her she new he was there, never before had his touch felt so strange. Though is still offered a bit of comfort it just wasn't enough and though his words were soft and soothing to the ears it just didn't take away the embarrassment she felt. She really had made herself look like a fool the last few days.

Looking up at Jason for a moment though her tears she can feel the heat on her face rise as she replays the last few days in her head. As she looks into those endless eyes. Having Jason sitting there was so perfect he looked so good and yet Katie shouldn't be thinking that for Jason was no longer hers. Keeping her face burred in the pillows Katie moves just a little and than speaks.*

"I'm...sorry for the last few days. You should have said something. I feel like an idiot and for some reason I feel so scared. I just, I don't know. You shouldn't be here J. You should be with Camryn, its your night with her. You shouldn't have come to me it will only mess everything you have up."

*Katie brings a hand to her face trying to whip away some of her tears, trying to continue to calm herself down but not having much luck. Katie trys to let Jason's touch bring her comfort aas she quivers slightly, but it was hard . Everything seemed, differnt now and she hated the feeling because something told her it never use to be this hard. Reaching up Katie takes Jason's hand in hers. She wasent sure why other than she just wanted to feel him close to her. Maybe because deep inside she new Jason was the only one who could make her feel better.*

Help

Con watches Katie go into the house to make sure she gets inside okay, then slowly pulls away. Grabbing his cell phone he uses the speed dial and puts it up to his good ear. "Yeah, Jamie, it's me. I just dropped Katie off. She's not doing so great. Can I come over to your place for a while? We can eat something, then I might come back to check on her or at least have Laura make sure she's okay when she gets home."


Camryn dismounts Jason's motorcycle and takes off her helmet, running a hand through her hair.

Jason follows suit, but remains still as Camryn starts to walk away. She turns and looks at him with question. "You coming?"

Jason is quiet for a moment and just stares at the ground. His mind raced. He could feel a strange tension...he could feel the new strain on his connection with Katie and it didn't feel good. He knew she was upset, and it had to be bad for him to be able to sense it.

Camryn pauses and cocks her head to see his face. "Jase...you coming?"

He finally looks back up at her, the apology in his eyes. "I have to go see her, Cam."

Camryn's shoulders drop. She liked Katie and felt so horribly bad for her, but...did Jason really have to go? "But...what about our evening? Katie will be okay...Con will make sure of that."

"I know but...it's different...it's not something I have control over."

Camryn backtracks to stand in front of him. "I know this is hard on you guys...but please...for us...let her work through this. She's a strong person and can do this. I know this is terrible and it's tearing Katie up...I couldn't imagine being in her shoes. But...you can't always just run after her."

As her words hit Jason's ears, a strange irritation grows. He didn't expect anyone to really understand this - he had a hard enough time with it himself. But what he did expect was a little more help from Camryn.

Reaching out, he takes her by the shoulders and looks down, forcing her to look him in the eye. His voice comes out quiet but stern. "Katie doesn't know what she's capable of. If she shuts down, Cam, I could die." That truth is startling and clear. Jason searches Camryn's eyes that start to fill with tears. "I'm sorry...but I have to go."

Pulling her close for a tight embrace and a kiss, Jason lets her go and remounts his bike, throwing his helmet back on. "I'll call you later."

As the bike speeds back down the street, Camryn stands alone, watching until he's out of sight as a tear rolls down her cheek.


The house is quiet. Jason waits for several moments after he's run the doorbell, but he can hear nothing inside. All he knew was that the tension was rising, and it was getting harder for him to retain everything. He had to help Katie calm down before she hurt him or herself.

Letting himself in, he scans the apartment, and sees everything in order. He walks slowly to the hall and then can hear Katie's sobbing. His heart catches in his throat. It was a gut wrenching sound to hear Katie in that much pain.

Making his way to her room, he sees the door partially open, and glances inside before entering. He knew he didn't have to announce himself.

Henry meows at him as if asking for help and glad someone had arrived.

Jason slowly eases down on the bed next to Katie and reaches over to run a hand through her hair. His leather jacket squeaks a little bit as he shifts his weight, his keys jingling in his pocket. "Hey, Hero...shhh...take it easy. I'm right here."

To much to bear

*As they pull into the driveway Katie just sits for a long moment looking out the window and not replying to Con. Right now her brain couldn't break anything down. It couldn't analyze it. It couldn't try and reason. It couldn't even offer some sort of blockage to keep the pain at bay. On top of it all Katie could feel a strange pull with Jason. She new he was ok but she could feel on the inside he wasn't. Her only explanation for that was that over the last year her sense with him must have gotten stronger and now she just couldn't remember.

Still staring straight ahead Katie finally reply to Con giving a little dry laugh.*

"Everything always works out right? Never seems to take the pain away though."

*Katie's voice proves she is tired. Her mind and body has had to deal with so much so fast that most her energy is now gone. Turning to Con she trys to give her best reassuring smile.*

"I just want to go in and sleep. I'll give you a call if I need anything Big brother. Thank you for picking me up."

*Slowly Katie reaches for the door handle and opens the truck door stepping out. Slowly closing it behind her again and takes her bags in her good arm and heads ever so slowly to the front door her head drooping.

As Katie sets her bags down and unlocks the door entering the silence greets her. The only noise is the shutting door behind her. This is not the homecoming she wanted. Katie had hoped the apartment would have been filled with loved ones and friends but now, the only thing there was the darkness, the silence, and the pain.

Katie train of thought is broken as the soft meow can be herd. Looking down and seeing Henry rubbing against her leg a small smile breaks on her face. Setting her stuff down Katie bends down and gives Henry a gentle pet.*

"Hey Boy. I'm glad you greeted me."

*Grabbing her stuff again Katie makes her way to her room upstairs only to find it empty. A bit more confusion hits her. Where were her things? Surly if she wasn't staying here anymore Con wouldn't have dropped her off. Heading back down the steps Katie stands confused for a moment in the hallway. Only to see Henry disappear into the room Laura had been using as a storage room. Drawing closer and pushing the door open Katie finds all her things in order. She must had moved rooms when she first had gotten out of the horsetail and now didn't remember. Putting her stuff down she smiles at Henry again.*

"Thanks for the help Buddy."

*Closing the door Katie locks out the words and sinks down on her bed as she burys her face into her pillow and finally releases all the tears and pain that had been pent up inside. Her soft sobs grow louder for a while as the pain is just to much to bear.*

Up to you

Con keeps a close eye on Katie as she comes with him to the truck, and he gives Jame an apologetic wave. He would call her later and figure out what they'd do that evening.

Getting in the truck and pulling out onto the street, Con reaches a hand over to give Katie's shoulder a squeeze. He hadn't heard what she'd said, but could feel her hurt, and hurt for her. "It's okay, little Sis... it'll all work out."

The ride back to Katie and Laura's is quiet. Laura's car is gone and Con assumes she's either working late or out with Nate. Either way, he wanted to do whatever Katie felt most comfortable with.

Pulling into the drive, he stops and turns to her. "I know everything is confusing right now," he tries to comfort. "And I'm here for you if you want it. I can go in with you, or if you need your own space, that's fine too."


Jason stands and watches his two best friends leave the restaurant. He gives Jamie a helpless glance, wishing his emotions weren't so hard to control right now. The last thing he wanted to do was break down here.

Gritting his teeth, he eases back down in the booth, not knowing what to do. Feeling a hand on his, he looks over quickly at Camryn who is offering him a look of sympathy. He takes her hand in both of his and rests his forehead on it for a moment, just trying to regroup. "Can we leave?"

"Yeah." Camryn nods.

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay." She rises and pulls Jason up. "Take me home and we can spend time there instead alright?"

"Okay."

Hide

*Katie leans into Con sheltering herself into his arms. She dident know what to think or what to say. Slowly Katie keeps herself wrapped in his arms and walks with Con out. Her eyes still exspelling the tear. Her emotions were so mixed up she probley couldent even make herself stop crying if she wanted to.*

*Jamies own heart goes out to her young friends. The pain Katie and Jason both felt at the moment was written on there face and it hurt Jamie to see this. A few tears escape her own eyes as she feels helpless and small aganst this raging storm. As Con starts to leave the restront Jamie lays a hand on his arm and look up at him.*

"Hey her home babe, and I will order some food. I know she is probley not hungry now but she might be in a little bit. Just give me a call to let me know where you will be and I'll meet you there."

*Jamie turns and heads to the back to give her dad an order. Giving a small nod to Carson as well.*

*Slowly Katie gets into Con's truck and shuts the door. Leaning aganst the door once its closed her lays her head aganst the window as she looks out. The world seemed so dark, so strang. She dident even know it anymore. Though she remembered this little bit of the past alot of stuff that went with it was still lost and it confused her.*

"I don't know what to think Con. It hurts so much. I just...feel so lost. I just want to go home and hide."

Hurting

As Jason looks at Katie, he sees the change in her eyes. He sees the look on her face. He fees a shift in the emotional pull.

He watches the transformation take place, and he knows that she knows. His own heart aches. He didn't want her to find out this way. He couldn't even begin to imagine how heart wrenching this must be for her. She hadn't understood...she had loved him again...and now...it was falling down around her all over again.

"Katie, I'm..."

Camryn look down, a few tears of her own forming. She felt so very badly for Katie. She loved Jason and didn't want to give him up, but she knew how difficult this must feel, and it hurt to see her friend like this.

Con feels lost...trapped...caught in the middle. Hearing Katie's words, he knows that she realizes who Camryn is, and surely the pain is great. His arm tightens around her just a little as if he's trying to save her from this, but can't. Looking down into her tear-filled eyes, his own emotions race. He could usually stay pretty controlled...maybe it was just seeing Katie this distraught that brought on this sorrow, and this anger for the situation. "Yeah..." He speaks quietly as he nods. "I'll take you home."

He gently turns Katie around to head to the door, but Jason is on his feet. "Katie, wait..."

Con turns his head and shakes it at his friend. "She needs to go home, Jase."

"But..."

"I'll make sure she's okay."

Jason's eyes show his worry and anxiety. Too many emotions were screaming at him to be released and he desperately hung on. He could feel the strain wearing on his strength and knew that he needed to calm down, lest he be thrown into a bad spell or simply pass out from trying to keep all of this in. He couldn't let Katie absorb all of this...not here...not now...not when she had enough of her own emotions to worry about. "I just..." He searches to find Katie's eyes one last time, his voice quiet and cracked. "I'm sorry."

...please

*Feeling Con's arm around her she felt sheltered and safe, but even through that her heart hurt though she wasn't sure why. As they start to draw near to the table Katie keeps her eyes on Jason for a moment and than looks back to Con. Staying silent as Con talks to Jason Katie's mind just moves at a rapide pace bouncing from one thing to the next like running into walls and bouncing back. Keep her voice low she replys to Jason.*

"I just I did save you a trip. I'm just glad I am going home. Once my arm is healed I'll be almost as good as new."

*Katie eyes follow Jason's hand motion to where Camryn was sitting. Giving a little nod she just studys her for a moment her mind pushing through the dark, through the fog. Trying to clear away the smoke. Katie's eyes dont leave Camryn as she continues to search.

Like pulling away a vail Katie is hit with a serge of memories and for a moment Katie is thrown back into a differnt time. Still standing at Mom and Pop's the faces there now are gone. A group of people sit in the middle at some tables. It was after the JetStream concerte. The laughter ringing out and the joking. Music starts and two figues appear staring to sing and dance. The laughter ringing out even more.

Time moves in Katie's brain as if in fast forward. That night coming to an end Katie remembers more. Than it hits her, the cops coming in, Jason being taken away. Seeing herself crying, and yelling for Jason. Tears start to stream down her own eyes as she remembers. The pain of seeing Jason taken away. Worped through time once again Katie remembers going to see Jason behind bars. Not being able to hold him, to touching. Wanting so bad to feel him close to her and not being able too.

Katie's own tears roll out of her eyes and she shakes slightly from the shock of this all. A few words escaping from her lips letting though in on what was going on around her.*

"You...were in jail....it....I felt...so...lost."

*The time passes again and Katie remember when Jason got out, how happy she was. The love of her life was home once again. But he was changed, he wasent the same Jason anymore. He hide things, the look in his eye was differnt and the tone of his voice held a certin coldness and than soon after that Katie and Jason broke it off.*

"We...arnt together anymore..and thats your feonsay. I....."

*Jolted back into the predent Katie looks between Jason and Camryn her face turning a crimson red as her eyes still exspell the tears behind them. Her heart felt crushed once again. And how embarsseds he was about what happend earlyer that day.*

"I'm..sorry."

*Katie turns and looks up at Con.*

"Con, I want to go home.."

*Katie eyes plead with him to take her home. Her head hurt, her heart hurt, she was still confused and she felt a bit scaired. Katie just wanted to hide away for now and let the tears come.*

"...please."

Introduction

Con laughs at Katie's comment about him being dirty, but doesn't offer an explanation. He still wasn't ready to tell her that he'd been at a construction site all day ant not TJY.

Arriving to Mom and Pop's, he smiles when he sees Jamie and after giving her a hug and starting for the door, he catches her eye. He didn't know if Jason was here alone tonight either.


As the bell above the door rings, Carson glances out from the kitchen and smiles a little, seeing Katie. He'd heard about her memory loss, and a part of his was disappointed, knowing that she wouldn't remember him. He was just as glad though, that she'd never met him while in the hospital the last time...otherwise there would be an awful lot of explaining to do as to why he was working there.

Con's eyes roam across the room and catch sight of Jason. His face pales slightly. His friend wasn't alone. Camryn was there, and it looked like they were having a good time. As Katie backs up and takes his arm, he instinctively puts his arm around her shoulders instead as a protective fortress as if trying to keep out the hurt and disappointment that he knew would be hitting her heart.

He gives her a little squeeze. "It's alright, Kat," he assures quietly. "Come on." Walking towards the occupied table, Con throws Jamie a glance, asking her to come with them.

Jason and Camryn are halfway through their meal and in the middle of a humorous conversation when Jason suddenly sees the other three. His heart automatically leaps into his throat, and for a split second, his emotions flare before he locks them up again.

Camryn sees the look on his face and follows his gaze. She was so happy to see Katie up and out of the hospital. But the look on Katie's face told Camryn that this was no happy reunion. She looks back to Jason, the disappointment in her eyes. But she offers a slight nod anyway, telling him that whatever he feels he has to do is okay.

Jason wipes his mouth with a napkin, and looks to the approaching friends, forcing the most genuine smile that he can. "Hey, guys!"

"Hey, Jase." Con keeps his arm around Katie as they approach the table. "We're just grabbing a bite for dinner. How's it going?"

"Good." Jason nods, then looks to Katie, trying not to take to heart the look in her eye that evoked pain in his own. "Look who got to get out of that hospital!" He waves casually to Camryn. "Katie, this is Camryn. We were just...hangin' out here for a bit. I was going to come stop by your room again, but looks like you saved me the trip!" He glances to Jamie, then Con, then back to Katie. "You guys, um...want to join us?"

Dinner gone bad!

*The morning and afternoon go by pretty fast as Katie spends time with Jen just chatting. Trying to keep her own spirits up not thinking about her memories loss. The news of going home in the afternoon alone helps Katie cope little bit as she just wants her own room and bed again right about now. Before long Jen is gone and Katie's stuff is packed. As Katie reaches for the phone to call someone to come pick her up she glances to the door thinking she herd a noise. Waiting a moment and than seeing Con poke his head in Katie hangs up the phone giving a smile.*

"You always know right when to show up don't you? This is my stuff here its not much."

*Katie hops off the bed and grabs some of her bags giving them to Con and than starting to head out with the others.*

"Dinner sounds great..."

*Katie gives a nod to the nurse as she pass by the desk.*

"..I hate the food they give us in here. It tastes like its made out of card bored."

*Once outside Katie throws her bags into the back seat and hops into the front ready to go. As the drive down the road Katie glances at Con taking note he is a little dirty.*

"You realize you look like you have been rolling around in the mud right?"

*Katie cant help but laugh and looks out the window once again watching the scenery pass by trying to work her brain into remembering things.*

*Jamie leans against her car as she glances at her watch. Con and Katie would be arriving soon. Glancing around the parking lot Jamie's eye catches Jason bike. It wasn't strange to see him here. This is where is often came to eat but she couldn't help the passing though of wondering if he was alone or not.

Hearing a truck pull into the parking lot Jamie looks up and gives a small smile seeing Con and Katie. Pushing off her car she walks over to the truck once its parked. Jamie gives Katie a hug once she gets out.*

"Hey there Hero. It's good to see you out again. How are you feeling?"

*Katie gives a smile and returns Jamie's hug. Katie had always liked Jamie and was glad she was eating with them tonight.*

"Oh, I'm good considering everything."

*Jamie gives a smile and than turns to Con receiving her own hug and giving a small nod to where Jason's bike was parked as if trying to relay a message to him. Pulling away Jamie smiles again and returns to talking to Katie for a moment.*

"Well don't worry about work. We miss you but I want you better before you come back ok?!"

*Katie gives a nod and starts to head into Mom and Pop's as Jamie and Con are a little bit behind.*

*Jamie looks to Con a worried look in her eye. Keeping her voice low she leans into Con as she walks.*

"Con I think Jason is here that's his bike there but I don't know if he is alone or not. I just hope this goes over ok."

*Katie makes her way into Mom and Pop's. The small bell ringing on the door. Katie gives a small wave as she see Mable and than one to Herb. Seeing the two new people working Katie searches her brain for a moment trying to remember who they are. After a few moments Katie scans the rest of the restaurant and spots Jason. A smile crossing her face again she starts to make her way towards him only to stop when another figure can be seen. Backing up a few steps Katie's mind reels. Who was this person with Jason? Why was he out to dinner with her when he new she would be going home today? What was going on? The strange sicking feeling rises in her again. Wrapping her arm around herself she trys her best to remember, to remember anything. Anything at all that would help her know what was going on. Pushing her mind she trys to fight through the fog a small headache forming. Why? What? and Who? Backing up a little more Katie finds Con behind her and takes his arm with her hand to steady herself. Words just wouldn't come as her mind continues to race but the look on her face was one that could break the hardest of hearts.*