It's yours

Jason is plodding halfway through his meager and not-so-tasty supper, when the knock at the door startles him. Who would be here? He’d talked to all his friends today…and no one ever stopped by unannounced.

Getting up from the couch and setting his food down, he limps barefoot through the kitchen, but pauses at the counter. Katie. What was she doing here? Was she alone? Was everything okay?

Swinging the door open and hearing her greeting, a smile spreads on his face. He folds his arms across his chest and cocks his head. “You weren’t supposed to be eavesdropping on my evening.” His statement is laced with humor, and though halfway chiding, the pleasure shows in his eyes.

He opens the door wider. “But I’m not saying no to real food, and I’m certainly not saying no to the company.”

Jason leads the way back into the living room where he picks up his former supper and goes to deposit it into a very happy Trooper’s bowl. Getting back to the couch, he eases down and nods for Katie to join him, using the coffee table for the food. He mutes the television, tired of the movie anyway.

Snatching a french-fry, he grins. “Mmm…much better than an overcooked piece of something they claim to be meat.”

Drawing one leg up on the couch to tuck a foot between the cushions, he starts the meal with Katie, happy to have the company at least for a little while. “You realize you’re taking the role of “hero” way to seriously.” He grins. “But I’m not going to complain.”


Bret smiles back at Charlotte, his eyes following her as she goes to her car and backs out of the driveway. Sighing a little, he finally gets out too, locking his car and heading to the porch.

Instead of going inside, he sits down on the swing for a few minutes, the chilly breeze running through his hair. He liked spending time with Charlotte…she was a bright spot in his life. She gave him something to look forward to…something to keep his mind busy. She was special…and she was becoming more special to him.

Having a woman in his life again was something Bret hadn’t really intended. After the first failure and the divorce, he’d decided he wasn’t going to try it again. Charlotte though…she was different. But what were Bret’s intentions? Was he thinking long term or was she just satisfying his need for friendship?

Giving another sigh, Bret finally stands up and heads for the door. His thoughts would still be there in the morning. Tonight he was going to sleep.

Reaching the door handle, he suddenly notices a paper stuck in the door. Furrowing his brow, he takes it out and unfolds it. Scanning the scribbled note, his confusion turns to ire. Crumpling up the paper, he tosses it out into the grass where the wind carried it away.

Getting inside and turning on the lights, Bret double checks the locked doors before going to bed. So much for a restful night.


As Misty starts to tell Kyle what’s really going on, a chill runs down his spine. Swallowing hard, he just listens, without jumping to conclusions. Taking in the information and hearing Misty’s apology, his eyes slowly drift to his hands that are still in his lap.

He did wish she would have told him sooner…though he had had his suspicions already. Just the way Rick had talked to her, and the worry in her eyes all day, he’d suspected there was more. He just hadn’t wanted to ask, almost afraid to know the answer.

Part of him was upset for not having known…part of him was glad he’d been able to enjoy the day without the worry. This was serious though. If he still had this poison in his system…it could not only ruin his voice permanently, but it could kill him.

Taking a deep breath, he closes his eyes for just a moment. He’d never been close to death, but he was not afraid. Lord, give me strength.

Slowly he looks back up at Misty, a warm smile making its way across his face. Reaching up with his good hand, he takes a finger to trace above her eye, down across her cheek, then under her chin, where he gives her a tap before letting his hand drop again. “There’s nothing to forgive,” he whispers hoarsely. “But don’t work too hard tonight…you’ll keep me up.”

His grin remaining, he winks at her. His face is one of peace, his eyes those of concern but not worry for he had no fear. There would be disappointment if there was permanent damage, but he would deal with it as it came. There would be pain if he were to die, but he had too much to gain to fear that. And there was too good of a chance that Misty would find the right antidote for him to sit around and worry.

“I’ll have to keep you awake tomorrow in church,” he teases quietly. “Then it will be a nice pot of black coffee before you sing tomorrow night.”

Coughing for a moment, he shakes his head and looks back at Misty, serious again. “I’m not scared…you shouldn’t be either.”


Not having been asleep, Luke’s eyes fly open as someone enters the darkened bunk. He doesn’t have to see who it is though, to know.

As Angel takes him in the passionate embrace, he draws himself up on one arm. His other hand cradles the side of her face as he gently returns her kiss, his fingers making their way to the back of her head as he gets lost in the moment.

Jeff quirks a sleepy eyebrow from the other bed, just able to see the silhouettes of Luke and Angel and what was going on. Sighing, he pulls his blanket up further and rolls over in the other direction in slight annoyance. A grin surfaces though. Luke had talked with him earlier…he was happy for them.

Luke finally draws away, just able to see Angel’s eyes as the light from another porch light reflects off of them. He returns for another kiss, proving his own passion before ending the exchange.

A soft smile creases his lips as he looks at Angel, his hand caressing her cheek. “Name the day,” he whispers. “And it’s yours.”

Answer

*As Katie sits at her desk she lets out a long sigh. Tonight her and Scott went doing anything they both decide they should get some rest before tomorrows big event. If everything went right there would be some excitement and no room for being tired.

Standing Katie gives a strech and heads out to her car. Slipping into the drivers seat Katie just sits for a moment a suddin wave of bordum, maybe a hint of sadness washing over her. A small smile curles on her lips as she thinks about Jason and the tv dinner. Men can never cook thought things right can they? Starting her car and letting a laugh ring through her mind Kaite pulls out of TJY as she blocks only a certin spot in her mind where a plan formed.

Coming up to a BK Katie pulls in and orders some food. She was going to head over to Jen's but first she wanted to make a pit stop. After a few more minutes of driving Katie pulls into Jason's driveway and smiles. Getting out of the car she heads up the side walk and knocks on the door. Waiting for Jason to answer she smiles.*

"I though you might like some real food and maybe some company of a friend before I head to Jen's!"

*As Carson heads out Jess gives a nod.*

"Night Carson, and thanks for the shake."

*Once Carson is gone Jess throws the rest of the shake away in the trash. Her stomach just not able to handle anymore. Flopping back on the bed Jess stairs up at the cealing. Tonight she new would be another restless night.

As a small tap sounds on the door Jess sits up with a start and just stairs for a moment not sure who would be there.*

"Jess, its Angelica. Rick had told me it was ok to talk to you now."

*Leting out a sigh of releaf Jess relaxes a bit.*

"Yeah come in."

*Angelica enters the room and offers her hand to Jess in a shake than sits down in a chair acorss from the bed. Indulging in some normal conversation with Jess first to make her comfortable and than than going on to why she would here to talk to her.

The hours draged on and Jess, was qEnter away message text here.uiet about most having Angelica have to ask her more than once a question but finally she had all she needed. Her heart went out to the young girl. She was so lost and confused, and hurting.

Laying a hand on Jess shoulder Angelica smiles.*

"Don't worry, I'll get this guy. If you have anyone you would like to come to the court hearing with you, you may. We are all here if you need us Jess. "

*Angelia stands and leaves the room leaving Jess with her feelings, and emotions alone once again. Leting out a heavy sigh she lays back on the bed leting the darkness saround her till finally her eyes drift shut.*

*Charlotte smiles at Bret before she gets out of the car. She did enjoy spending her time with Bret and she had grown closer to him more than exspected. Now thinking about spending a free day flipping a coin by herself just dident seem exciting. *

"I guess I can thank you as well. You keep my days full of excitment."

*As Bret's fingers brush her face she leans into them a little bit enjoying the wormth that they offered.*

"It's funny to think and innocent pool game turned into this..."

*Charlotte lips curle and her eyes dance with excitment as she gazes at Bret.*

"...It was worth it too."

*Charlotte opens the car door and steps out the smile still present on her lips.*

*As Misty and Kyle head inside Misty smiles. The night had been fun and though Kyle had tryed to be himself Misty new better.

Getting into the infermary and seeing Kyle sit down as if waiting to be told what to do Misty continplates in her head a few things. She new she should tell Kyle what was going on, he'd be wondering anyways when he dident see her go to bed. But she dident want him to worry, but Misty new it was his right to know. Coming over to Kyle and sitting down next to him Misty lets out a long sigh looking at her hands than back at Kyle.*

"Kyle, I...I probley wont be sleeping tonight. There is more to your condition that Rick had told me this morning that I havent told you."

*Misty draws silent for a moment not sure how Kyle will take the new, or if he will be upset with her or not.*

"I won't be sleeping tonight because my whole night will devoted to finding another antidote for you. It seems that the modified verson of the poison is still runing through your system and insted of getting better your geting worse. But I know I can find you a cure. I did before I can do it again Kyle. I wont give up and I wont let you give up eather."

*Misty looks down at the ground again before looking back at Kyle dead in the eyes.*

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner Kyle I just didn't want you to worry or lose hope. I guess I was trying to save you from the pain of knowing this all. Can you forgive me for keeping it to you."

*Entering into her bedroom after checking on Cindy, Kaylee and Wes for the night she was tired. It had been a long day but a well worth having. New life came into this word by the grace of God and it was moment like this that reminded Angel even more how amazing God was.

As her eyes land on the item on her bed and reads the letter a smile cross her lips. This was a long time coming. She had been pasent and now...now it was real.

Not even saying a word Angel exits the office and hops off the steps making her way across the lawn and up to Luke's bunk. Not even knocking Angel throws the door open and enters. Seeing Luke laying on his bed Angel goes over to him and throws her arms around his neck and brings her lips to his letter her passion show though and giving Luke his answer with out any words and her hand gently rubs his back.*

Love

Carson looks away at Jess’s question, for a moment before he looks at her again. “My sister and I used to be close, but…distance and time have a way of separating people.”

Encouraging just a little small talk to ease both their minds, Carson sticks around for a while before he stands up again. “I should go…I promised Herb I’d help close up tonight.”

He turns to leave, one hand on the doorknob, but pauses to see Jess again. “If you need anything…call Mom and Pop’s, alright? I’ll answer the phone. …Goodnight.”

Slipping out into the hall, he makes sure no one is around before making his way to the exit. Again he passes by the infirmary, willing himself not to stop. He shouldn’t take any more time anyway…he’d told Herb where he was going, but wanted to be back within a reasonable amount of time so as not to create any questions of his whereabouts.


Kyle hears Misty come back into the room, and looks around, seeing her go to her desk. He gives a little sigh and finally goes to get his notepad and pencil, flopping down on his stomach on the bed, jotting down words. He knew it would be a while before she was free. It was okay with him…he wasn’t so sure that supper sounded all that great right now anyway.


Bret pulls into his driveway and parks, shutting the engine off. It was dark now, though only a few stars had started to show themselves. Bret pulls out the keys and fingers them for a moment before looking over to Charlotte. “Well…another day bites the dust.”

A grin surfaces. “It lived a good life though…at least from my perspective.”

Bret lifts a hand to softly brush Charlotte’s cheek with the back of his fingers. “And I have you to thank for that.”


Jason flops down on his couch, flipping the television on. He props his knee up with an extra pillow, and situations himself with his warmed-up tv dinner for supper. Stabbing the overdone meat with a fork, he grimaces a little.

Trooper sits down and stares at him, starting to drool.

“After I taste this you might just get it,” Jason remarks. “But for now, don’t make me watch you drool.”

Trooper lowers his head and slides down onto the floor, heaving a sigh.

“Thank you.” Jason flips channels on the television, landing on some movie that he really wasn’t even interested in, but watches anyway.

It had been a tossup tonight between staying at work late or coming home. Neither one had been appealing. He’d spent a little time before coming home on the phone with Phil and Mike, then had stopped in to see Kyle and Misty to finalize plans for the next night. Now that he was home though, it was the same old routine. He’d eat the same tasteless food, watch the same television, then fall asleep on the couch before picking himself up about midnight to crawl into bed.


Kyle holds in another cough as he and Misty make it back to the infirmary. Supper had been fun, down at the diner, though Kyle hadn’t eaten much. Not wanting Misty to question him too much though, he’d laid on his antics to make her smile and laugh as much as any time, grinning all the while.

Now that it was evening, he was getting tired, and knew he should sleep, but he didn’t want to this early. There was so much already spinning around inside his head that he didn’t want to leave it to dreams.

Just sitting on the edge of the bed, he gives a little sigh and waits for further instructions. He didn’t know if Misty would be working late, if she’d stay up with him, or if she’d grab the cot in the corner.



Just as the sun is sinking low and the ranch is settling down, those tired make their ways to bed, to rest, to sleep, to prepare for a new day.
While new mother and father rest together in bliss, others also rest their weary heads on pillows to give themselves up to dreams until the morning.

And in one small house where Angel was, something new had appeared on her bed, placed there by hands not seen.

A bouquet of flowers rested on her pillow, tied with a purple ribbon. A note was laid out beside it, handwritten by the one that loved her so much.

“For you, from me, just to say I love you. Reminded not to take your love for granted, I give you this gift…and I give you me. Through thick and thin and for better or worse…I can no longer face the world alone. Be with me before our time is up so I will not waste one more day wishing for the heaven on earth I see in your eyes. I have put off too long, that which I want most to do. I love you. Marry me?”

Pain

*Misty picks up the print out and looks over it. Listening to Rick in the background Misty's eyes rome the paper taking in the information forming answered and questions in her head. Finally Misty looks up from the paper and gives a nod to Rick.*

"I'll be working on the antidote tonight. I figured that Kyle should sleep tonight...."

*Misty stops for a moment as her eyes rome to the other room as Kyle goes into a coughing fit again her eyes showing they held much emotion.*

"...here because of that cough I could keep an eye on him. I figured tonight over dinner I'll fill him in. I just didn't want him to worry to much right away, but I guess its his right to know."

*Misty sets the paper and runs a hand over her face for a moment.*

"Thanks for filling me in Rick."

*As Misty starts to walk away and hears Rick's comment Misty cant help but have her face turn red. Turning back to face Rick Misty can't help the smile that cross her lips. Before even relizing what she was say the words slip from her mouth.*

"I've spent how long behaving myself with Carson, I think I can handle it with Kyle too."

*Finally relizing what she said Misty's face grows a little redder but for a differnt reason. Giving a shake to her head Misty turns again and heads back over to her desk.*

*Jess sucks on the straw continuing to drink the Milkshake not wanting to addmit it did tast good even though her stomach churnned as it entered.*

"You really are close to your sister?"

*Jess searchs Carson's own face seeing that much layed behind his eyes. Much more than was told.

Even though Carson looked as though he was far off Jess though it was nice to still have someone in the room with her, someone she new. For the first time Jess felt safe having someone close by for now.

As Carson continues to talk about Milkshakes not curing all, and the wounds being to deep, Jess cant help but reflect on her own life for a moment. The pain she had suffered time and time again. The lonlyness that made her who she was today. The closed off feelings and emotions.*

"I guess sometimes, even when the wounds and tears are gone, the scars still remain. Maybe thats why we are ment to have friends in this crule, forsaken world."

*Jess lets out a long sigh as she leans her head aganst the wall. Friends...what was a friend. That word had no meaning to her. For she never had a true friend. Only people she hung out with and would turn there back on her in a heartbeat. No, no matter how alone she felt, thats how she was ment to walk in the world. Now more than ever, no one would look at her the same when they found out....She made her life and now she was walking the path and soon...she would be alone again, because in her life that is what was best. To save everyone alse from her pain.*

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Bret can't help the warm feeling that spreads over him as Charlotte rests her head on him, her arm tucked around him. He moves his own arm from behind his head to wrap around her shoulders, unable to pretend he didn't like her here with him like this.

Her words bring a smile to his lips and he cocks his head to see her staring back at him. For a moment, he just lets his eyes meet hers, enjoying the silence rather than hating it. "Then I guess if we don't have indefinite, we have fifteen minutes."

Tightening his arm around her, he brings her closer to him, planting a kiss on her forehead before letting her rest back down on his chest again. His fingers gently run up and down her arm, his eyes closed again, hoping that the fifteen minutes lasted a long time.


Kyle grins as Misty pulls away, his eyes searching hers for just a moment. Biting his lower lip, he proves that he felt teased by the short kiss.

Flopping back on the bed, he waits, his fingers tapping on the mattress to a tune stuck in his head, while his eyes roam the ceiling.


Rick keeps his head down towards his papers and nods as Misty comes in. He gestures to a printout. "Did some research last night...came up with a mixture that when combined with your modified antidote, it should work as a healing agent."

In reality, Rick had been deep in prayer for wisdom and help with finding a solution for Kyle when the idea had struck him.

He turns in his chair, setting his pencil down and rubbing his tired eyes. "My hope is that we've caught this soon enough, that once you figure out the antidote, hopefully nothing will conflict with what's in this, and not only will the poison be stopped, but it will combat and heal the damage that has been done. Of course...that is if the damage hasn't been too severe already."

Hearing a cough from the other room, Rick's eyes show some worry. "I think it's already spread further than I would like to admit."

He gives a short sigh. "Anyway...I just thought you'd like to know about this so you can keep it in mind with your own research."

Rick turns back to his work, picking up his pencil again. "Oh...and Misty..." His voice is quiet, a tinge of teasing mixed with a light warning. "Will you and that young man behave yourselves or do I have to spend the night here too?"


Carson grins a little, backing up to the wall across from the bed and sliding down to sit on the floor, resting his arms on his knees. He knew Jess might not enjoy the cold treat as much as normal, but he was glad she was at least trying. "Oh...it was just a hunch."

For a moment, his eyes drift to nowhere in particular, a strange melancholy settling over him. Though a slight smile remains. "I learned a long time ago the power of a strawberry milkshake." A dry laugh escapes. "I could stop any of my little sister's tears with a hug and her favorite treat. Whether she'd scraped her knee or..." He stops for just a moment, the pain hitting him harder than he thought it would and he almost cringes. "...or she'd been mistreated, I figured out fast how to put her back on top of the world."

Carson's eyes settle on the floor. Dani's letters had stopped. He had figured by now she'd given up on him. Somehow that left a bitter taste in his mouth.

"I guess a milkshake can only cure so many things though...sometimes the wounds are too deep and the tears too strong to be thwarted by sugar and milk."


To: Katie
CC: Con, Nate
From: Wyatt
Subject: Re: Tomorrow Security
Count me in. Wouldn't miss the job with the added bonus of the show!
-Wy


To: Katie
CC: Wyatt, Nate
From: Conrad
Subject: Re: Tomorrow Security
How'd you know I was dying for something to do? Love to be a part as long as Reese doesn't mind - it'll be volunteer of course.
Thanks for the update on Cindy. Great news! I'll have to give Hotshot a bad time.
See you tomorrow, Kat.
-Con

FYI

*Charlotte sits on the blanket next to Bret her arms wrapped around her knees as she looks out across the plane. How pretty the view was up here. As Bret leans back on the blanket Charlotte turns her head and just eyes Bret for a moment a smile curling on her lips.

Hearing Bret's comment Charlotte stretches her legs out in front of her and scoots closer to Bret laying down she leans her head on his chest as her arm wraps over his waist.*

"I think for once I don't need a coin to tell me I want to stay here for indefinitely as long as you were here too. The sad part is though, even if the coin landed tails we couldn't."

*Charlotte lifts her head from Bret's chest and looks at him one of her famous smile showing through.*

"Ok, thanks Rick."

*Hanging up the phone Angelica lets out a small sigh as she gathers up Jess file. Looking over the paper work once again Angelica gives herself time to come up with her game plan and her questions. She wanted to go into Jess knowing exacly what she wanted to say. This was hard enough on Jess as it was and she dident want to drag it out by fumbaling around with words. It was best to sit, pray, and know word for word what to say.*

*Misty comes back into the room where Kyle was and cant help but laugh as he talks to Rick. Seeing the boredum in his eyes Misty's own twinkles. Going over to him she puts a finger in his chin with some pressure and tilts his head to look at her. Smiling down at him her eyes sparkling she states.*

"If I can get my work done in an hour or so I will be able to spend time with you so you arnt bored."

*Misty cant help but giggle a little as she leans down and gives Kyle a small kiss the lingers for a moment before breaking away and walking twords the office. Turning to throw Kyle a wink before disapearing and walks up next to Rick.*

"Whats up?"

*Looking up as she hears Carson's voice a small smile spreads on Jess dull and weary face. swinning her legs around so they hang off the bed Jess takes the bag from Carson and gives a small nod. She wasent hungry or thirsty but she would take it anyways.*

"Thanks. Thanks for coming too. Its nice to see someone I know."

*Taking the shake out of the bag Jess puts the straw into the cut and takes a sip. Though she normaly liked anythink strawberry today it just wasent settaling right.*

"How did you know I liked strawberry?"

*Katie smiles and is happy that Jason liked the idea of going to Texas with her. She hadn't been in so long and she was started to get a little stressed at work. The time away would be nice. *

"Oh come now J, what kind of Hero would I be if I let something happend to you guys this weekend? Don't worry, I am gonna have the best of the best for sacurity. You guys will be ok."

*Giving Jason a reasuring smile Katie stands pating his arm one last time before making her way to the door and exiting.

After tomarrow planing the roadtrip would be fun but for now she had to stay focused at the task on hand.

Geting back to her cubicle Katie starts to type an email.*

TO: Wyatt, Con, Nate
FROM: Katie P.
SUBJ: Tomarrow Sacurity


Hey Guys,

Jetstream has a gig going down tomarrow night and I need some extra sacurity to help me out. You three along with me should do just fine. We are the best of the best and I could really use both of you. Please let me know as soon as possable if you can go or not. Thank you guys....*hugs* Oh ya....FYI: CINDY HAD HER BABY!!!!! Kaylee Rose Henson. They are both healthy and well.

Katie P.

Milkshake

Rick watches Jess leave and a silent prayer is lifted. No one should have to go through what she was. And it happened too many times...too many women were put in that position...too many times they were hurt. And the emotional scars were far worse than the physical ones.

Sighing, he turns back to his work, though picks up the phone first to call Angelica's office. "Angelica...Jess is ready to talk whenever you are. She's in her room...be gentle."


Kyle grimaces at Misty, but the twinkle in his eye proves his humor as she takes the bill. He mouths to her, "I'm paying for supper tonight."

Getting up, they pay and leave the restaurant, heading to Kyle and Phil's. Kyle is quick to gather a few things in his backpack, though he takes a little longer than planned, needing a short rest when he's alone in his room to catch his breath after another coughing fit. The red flag in the back of his mind goes up, but he tries to ignore it. He was fine...

Finished, he slings his bag over his shoulder and comes back out to the living room to find Misty and head on out once again, this time going to her place, then finally back to TJY. It's late afternoon by then, and Kyle sends Phil a message to let him know where he is, then follows Misty on in to the infirmary.

Tossing his bag in the corner, he flops down on the edge of the bed and looks around the room, boredom already lingering in the back of his eyes. He would stay here because he had a different goal in mind...but if it weren't for that, he knew he would have refused to stay here. It was just a little cough...why should Misty be so worried about him all of a sudden? Maybe he'd simply caught a cold.

Rick rolls his chair back from his desk far enough to see into the other room, and lifts his eyebrows. "Well hi there, Kyle."

Kyle gives a little wave and a smile.

"Anything wrong?"

Kyle thumbs to Misty and shrugs, rolling his eyes.

Rick thinks for a moment, wondering if Kyle would be wearing that smile if Misty had told him what they'd discovered. He opted not to say anything in case she hadn't yet. He respected her timing. "How's the voice?"

Kyle shakes his head and grimaces, but shrugs again. He holds out his hand and rotates it back and forth, showing Rick that it wasn't the worst, but it was iffy.

Rick nods. "Well, just take it easy." He calls a little louder. "Misty, if you need anything, call me. When you have a minute come in here too, I want to show you something." He rolls back to his desk again, out of sight.

Kyle sets his hands in his lap and sighs. This was going to be a long evening.


Bret lays back on the blanket, tucking his hands under his head and staring up at the clouds in the sky. The drive had been long, the trek had been harder than anticipated, and the trail had been longer than figured. But he and Charlotte had made it to the small plateau where the view was amazing.

After eating their picnic lunch of sandwiches, it was already late afternoon, but the desire to hike all the way back down just wasn't there yet.

Bret closes his eyes and takes a deep breath of the fresh air. It was chilly today and having a jacket on felt good, but the sun was warm. He was used to physical work, but being able to relax up here had made him tired and taken away the want to leave.

"Heads we go back down in fifteen minutes," he mumbles. "Tails we stay here indefinitely."


Jason's head shoots up at Katie's offer to go with him. The words were out of his mouth before he could stop them. "Would you?" His face reddens slightly. "I mean...the company sure would be nice and..." He stops, knowing that he needn't try and explain. Katie knew him too well to question his motives. "...and I guess I just don't want to go alone."

In a way, Jason felt the need of someone else's company. He hadn't felt that for a long time...he'd always been too proud to admit the need of someone else...too sure of himself to say that extra company would be nice. But he was finding that if he was truly honest with himself...being a loner wasn't all it was cracked up to be.

Katie's words to him made sense too. He knew his mom loved him no matter what...and though she might be disappointed, it wouldn't be in him. He'd just jumped on the wagon of sidling around the truth too quickly, and hadn't been able to get back off.

Giving a little weary grin, he shakes his head. "I guess you're still my hero, aren't you." He pauses, searching Katie's face. "Thanks. We can make plans after this harry weekend is over." He quickly changes the subject, his mind bouncing to the first obstacle that needed to be overcome. "I know Kyle wants this concert to go on as a trap for those goons, whether that's what he says or not, so if we live through it, we can make that trip to Texas. As far as tomorrow night goes...would you mind recruiting the security?"


Carson heads across the TJY parking lot, a small sack in his hand. The sun was starting to set, and he was banking on most of the people to be gone for the night. Stopping near the door though, he glances around and sees Misty's car. She was working late.

His shoulders drop a little. He didn't want another discussion like he'd had this morning. Maybe he could get away with just slipping in and out without even seeing her. It was worth a try anyway.

Getting inside, he receives a few strange looks from those still lingering on the main floor, but he heads straight down the hall toward the spare room. The infirmary door was open, but he passes by it, not even daring to pause or look inside.

Reaching the guest room, he taps lightly on the door. "Jess?" He knew she'd probably been miserable all day...he knew she'd probably eaten very little if anything...he knew she probably wouldn't be hungry for supper. But he'd wanted to check on her. It was the least he could do, not to mention it gave him something to do other than sit alone at Mom and Pop's.

The paper sack crinkles in his grip. "I got a strawberry milkshake here with your name on it."

O.O

*Misty smiles and nods back*

"Not a problem we can stop by your place when we are done here."

*Misty trys to keep herself calm with Kyle's condition maybe later tonight she would tell him, but at this moment he didn't need to know. Misty wanted to keep him from worrying as much as she could. She was doing enough of that for the both of them.*

"Than we can stop by my place and I can get something for tomarrow as well."

*Standing and taking the bill before Kyle can a grin curles on her lips and heads to the front.*

"My turn to pay."

*Jess looks at Rick and gives a small nod but dosn't say much. It was easy said than done to stay looking twords the bright side. To her right now, there was no brightside. She had been down and out before, but this was lower than low for her and there was nothing she could do to change it. Even after Peter was behind bars the pain wouldn't go away that easly. Though Jess couldn't deni that the people in this place were differnt.*

"Th...thank you. I guess for a little bit I'll just stay here."

*Jess stands and heads to the door but stops and turns again looking at Rick. Trying to offer the best smile she can.*

"If you see Miss. Lockheart let her know I am ready when she is."

*Turning and making her way for the door again Jess walks slowly and heads back to the small room. For now that was her home, for now that was her fortress, for this was her nightmare and her safe haven. Rick had said she could cry, how Jess wish right now she could and though the tears were there they just wouldn't come out.*

*Katie sits down in the chair across from Jason's desk and takes the email from his hand. Scanning over it Katie gets the point of what Jason was saying and lets out a sigh. In a way she felt bad for Jason.*

"You didn't tell her because you wanted her to be proud of you, and because this didn't work out you think she will be disapointed. "

*Katie reaches her hand out and lays it on Jason's arm as he leans his head into them.*

"J, you should know by now your mom loves you no matter what. Yeah she is going to be sad your not geting married but she wont be disapointed in you J."

*Katie offers him a smile.*

"You need to tell her, she is you mom and she loves you. Just because there are new people in the picture dosn't make that love any less eather. If anything it makes it more. She has the family she always wanted and your part of it."

*Katie thinks for a moment as a plan forms in her head. She hadent been home in a while. Maybe...*

"Ya know J, if you dont feel like going alone I would be more than happy to. I would like to see Kaylee and just see home. I miss it."

The truth

Kyle raises his eyebrows at Misty’s ultimatum. His eyes narrow slightly, not liking the worry in her tone. His mind drifts back to seeing her and Rick talking quietly and he begins to wonder if there was something he didn’t know about. It’s a thought that evokes slight fear, but he swallows it, clinging to faith instead. He was going to trust Misty to tell him anything he needed to know.

A smile creeps across his face as he locks eyes with her in a daring gaze. It would be well-worth the stay at the infirmary if it would provide him an opportunity to get his foot in the door to spiritual matters.

He gives her a nod. It was agreed. He gestures to her though, letting her know that he’d need to go home sometime today to get a change of clothes for the morning.

His beeping phone startles him and he rolls his eyes, picking it up and reading the text message. He gets a wry grin on his face and shows Misty the message. It’s from Mike this time.

Have it ur way. Ur bro is ticked. But its a go. Tmw night. Setup at four. Jase will recruit security.

Kyle shakes his head in amusement. Sometimes his stubbornness paid off…sometimes.

After coughing a little, he waves to the waiter to come bring the bill.


Rick greets Jess warmly, knowing that she must feel like crap, but trying his hardest to ease the pain and stress. “You can sit right over here on the table. I just want to have a follow-up check-up on you to make sure everything is okay.”

Checking her over lightly, Rick gives a nod of satisfaction. “You’re going to be okay physically, Jess. I got some results back yesterday after your original examination, and you’ll be fine. You just need some rest and time for your body to heal.”

He leans casually on the table next to Jess, eying her with thoughtful sympathy. "The only thing I worry about is in here." He reaches over and taps over her heart. "I want you to know that there are people here who can help with that too. Any time you want to talk...need a shoulder...need a good cry, or just want to sit with someone...we're here for you."

He pauses for a moment. "You're not alone, Jess."

Nodding, he moves to put some of his things away. "Angelica Lockheart is the lawyer here. She's been given the information on your case, and has all of the information from me she needs. When you're ready, she'll want to sit down and talk with you to explain how the rest of this will go. In the meantime...you can stay here if you want. Or we can even find another place for you to stay. Or you can go home. It's completely up to you. We want you to feel the most comfortable."


As Katie makes her presence known in Jason's office, he can't help a little grin. It felt odd to be called a brother. He could remember when he'd been little, he'd always wanted a sibling. It seemed strange now that he was an adult to finally have that honor. It was a bit different, obviously, but it still there.

"Hey. I guess it's my mom and Wes who the congratulations go to."

Jason shakes his head a little and gestures to his extra chair. "Yeah, um..." His eyes drop, knowing that he couldn't, and shouldn't hide this. After taking a few minutes to regroup, he finally reaches over to where he'd printed out the latest email from his mom. Handing it to Katie, he lets her read it, knowing that she'll realize what had happened by the way his mom was talking.

When he sees Katie is finished reading, he leans back in his chair, letting out a long sigh. "I don't know why I didn't tell her anything, Katie...I just...I don't know."

Leaning forward instead, he buries his face in his arms on his desk, his voice muffled. "And now I have to go see her...and the baby...and I don't know how."

Big Brother

All Wes can think about doing is letting his wife and new baby sleep. They were so small, so comfortable, they both looked so peaceful. Wes could never ask for anything more or even think about wanting more. God had answered his prayers over and over again making him happy and content. Letting both mother and daughter sleep Wes keeps a watchful eye over them both making sure they both would be ok.

*Misty smiles to Kyle across the table as he signs.*

"Yeah that would be cool, but something tells me at times they don't think so. Those two certinly have a special gift thats for sure."

*Misty watches Kyle closely as he dosn't want anything alse to eat and his cough continues. Misty knows what its from and on the outside she might be fine but on the inside it was killing her to see Kyle like this. Is scaired her to think he could go home sleep and she might not even get to see him again. Letting out a sigh Misty is a bit saprised when Kyle asks her to church. She hadent been in so long, did she really want to start going again? She new who god was, and she believed he was there but she had lost touch. When one thing after another happend, she blamed God and now, she had blamed him so much suraly he wouldent look past her flats now. As she is about to reply and think of a reson not to go, something stricks her...maybe...*

"I'll go to church with you tomarrow Kyle if you sleep at the infermary again tonight so I can keep an eye on you. I don't like that cough."

*Jess rolls back over on her side facing the wall as Rick talks. Not saying anything. Her mind was moving to much to talk, her hurt to much to talk, and she felt to depressed to talk or even move. Once Rick leaves Jess just stairs at the wall for a long while. Her life had been turned around and upside down and now she was stuck in a place she dident even know. She had decied she wanted to change somethings about her life but this is not what she exspected. Not to mention now she was probley jobless and if she wasent she dident want to go back there and face Sean and Velvet.

Throwing the sheets back Jess swings her legs out of the bed and just sits on the edge for a long moment. Finally standing Jess exits the room her bear feet scuffing on the floor. Slowly making her way to the infermary she knocks on the door and opens it.*

"Ok, I'm here where do you need me?"

*As Katie sits at her cubicle she thumbs through some paperwork Jamie had given her. Most of the stuff was old cases they had worked on in the past that had never been put into the computer. So now it was her job to do so.

As she sits at her desk she is suddonly slowly hit with waves of emotions. Happyness, mixed with sadness and a bit of depression. Looking twords Jason's office Katie is confused for a moment than receving his message a smile spreads across her lips. But still something felt wrong.

Ok..I'll be right there.

Turning her computer screen off Katie stands and heads to Jason's office. Knocking and than poking her head in Katie offers hims a smile.*

"Congradulations Big Brother!!! You wanted to talk to me?"

Emotions

Cindy just smiles, giving a soft sigh. She was so happy...so excited...so many things were running through her mind. There were so many things to do. But right now.... Her eyes start to drift shut. Right now.... her head sways a little to rest against Wes. Right now all she wanted.... Her hand nestles comfortably in his. All she wanted was sleep.


Kyle grimaces and waves Misty off, but obeys anyway. It hurt to talk right now anyway. He had just wanted to say his piece without the trouble of writing things down or trying to sign.

Looking down at his half-eaten plate, he decides he really doesn't want any more. He usually liked eating here...he never left food on his plate. But something just didn't feel right. He simply wasn't hungry, and the thought of eating more almost made his stomach turn. He was tired too and wasn't sure why, after the long night of sleep he'd gotten.

A grin creases his lips and he mouths and signs to Misty, getting across, "I wish I could talk to you like Jason does to Katie...then this would be easier." He shakes his head in amusement.

Just sitting and trying to relax a little, the scratch in his throat persists, bringing more coughing, though he tries to stifle it. Finally he changes subjects altogether, proving his mind had been bouncing around several different subjects. He scribbles on a napkin. "Join me for church tomorrow?"


Rick offers Jess a warm smile. "I know you're tired, but I want you to get up and come on over to the infirmary just for a few minutes. I want to give you a quick checkup today and I want you to at least drink something even if you're not hungry, okay?"

He stands up, ready to leave the room. "And I need to talk with you about some results I got this morning."

Rick turns, heading for the door. "Take your time."


Jason hangs up the phone and leans back in his chair. Trooper can sense his anxiety and comes over to rest his head on his lap. Jason absentmindedly scratches the dog's head. He felt...happy...excited...apprehensive. The news was good. Everyone was fine. He'd been hoping for that. The news was exciting. Yet at the same time, it also meant that Jason needed to take a trip to Texas...and with that, came the truth that he had not been sharing with his mother.

Giving a little sigh, Jason isn't sure what to do with his feelings. He felt boxed in...he just didn't know what to do. When did he need to go? Right away? In a few weeks? Could he take that time off work? Could he afford the trip?

Excuses started to seep into his mind that might keep him from going. But there was enough of him that really wanted to go...that longed to go, that he knew he would...it was just when that was the question and how.

Jason grins a little, letting the news sink in. He was a big brother. That in itself was as new sensation. And there was one person he could share that with, without feeling stupid.

Hey, it's a girl. Kaylee.

But even though he tries to convey pure happiness, he knew that his apprehensiveness would show through too if Katie was paying attention. He needed help...he needed to tell someone what was going on...he couldn't decide what to do on his own with this one, he'd dug his hole too deep.

When you're free...come talk?

Dr. Orders

*Wes looks down at his wife his own eyes dance. The smile on his lips never fades.*

"And she has your mouth. The one that curls into a smile and lights up my world."

*Wes leans down and gives Cindy a soft kiss.*

"Now I have two candles to light my way. I love you so very much too."

*Wes brushes a bit of hair from Cindy's face and than rests his hand on Cindy's and on the small baby. How happy and proud he was indeed.*

*Misty gives a nod as she listens to Kyle and shakes her head everytime he goes into a coughing fit. She new there would not be much sleep for her tonight. She planed of working late. She had to find an antadot, a cure. Misty had to save Kyle's life.*

"Yeah tomarrow works good for me, and I am sure Katie is taking care of everything alse with Jason. Don't worry. We will get there guys Kyle."

*As he goes into another cough fit she sits up and watches him, the worry showing in her eyes.*

"Rest your voice now ok, please Dr. orders."

*Misty cant help the small grin that slips onto her lips.*

*Jess hears the door to the room open and knows its probly someone to wake her. Giving a small jump even though she new Rick was next to her she stays silent for a few moments. She didn't want to wake up, she dident want to start a new day. She just wanted to disapear. Finally though Jess relizes that Rick isent going to go away. Rolling to her back in a soft, horse whispers she replys.*

"I've been awake."

Time to wake

Mick smiles as he watches his brother go to his wife and new baby, proud of the family.

As Becky retreats to the front office after Angel, she offers Mick a smile and pats him on the arm. "Thanks for being here for Wes."

"Everyone okay?"

Becky nods. "Yep. Cindy was a real trooper."

"Good."

"I guess your job is done now," Becky laughs. "You're free to go."

Mick chuckles. "Actually...I was thinking about going and telling my wife how much I love her."


Cindy can't help her smile as Wes comes into the room, and finally feeling him near to her, her fears are dissolved. She reaches over to take Wes' other hand and just holds it tight. She knows she must look a mess, her hair matted with sweat, her face paled from exhaustion. But she didn't care.

She turns her head to look at the baby one more time, then back to Wes, her eyes tired but sparkling. "She has your eyes," she whispers. "Your beautiful eyes." Reaching up, she cradles Wes' face. "I love you."


Kyle smirks at Misty and slides out of the truck, shutting his own door. "Very funny." Taking the lead to the restaurant door, he opens it for her and then goes inside too, scanning the room for a table.

It's not much later that Kyle and Misty are eating, Kyle determined to talk about Sunday night's concert and what should happen. He still wanted Katie and the others there for security, but wanted things to go as normal as possible so no one would suspect a thing. The security needed to blend, so the Agency goons would feel comfortable enough to try something. And though risky...everyone needed to be there, even Jen.

"...We leave her behind the sound booth, and we'll be up on stage..." Kyle stops, trying to stifle a cough. "...keeping our own eyes out." Coughing again, he shakes his head, irritated, and takes a sip of his water. "If anything happens, we'll have enough eyes there to take them down. And if not, then it will simply be a successful concert."

As the scratchiness from talking is too much, Kyle's taken into another fit of coughing before finally bringing it under control. Leaning his head back in the booth, he closes his eyes for a moment, catching his breath. taking another swig of water, he pushes his plate aside. Some wouldn't notice, but those who knew Kyle, knew that him leaving half his food on his plate was rare.

"...and then you can sing with us. Tomorrow I can show you the music and give you a rundown on how we do things."


Rick glances up at the clock and sighs. It was after noon already, and there had been no sign of Jess yet. He knew she wanted to sleep, but he had to check on her.

Leaving his clipboard in the infirmary, he goes slowly down to the guest room. Knocking lightly, he enters with caution, then sees that Jess is still in bed. He moves quietly to the chair next to the bed, easing down into it.

Reaching over, he tries not to scare her, just lightly shaking her shoulder. "Jess...wake up, hon."

Our Baby

*Wes can't help but give a little laugh as his brother enters the room.*

"I'm no sure if I am more scaired or excited."

*Wes continues to listen to his brother talk finding Mick shairing his own experinces to be a little comforting. Though he was still a baskit of nerves his brother presence was welcome and helped having someone to talk to.

The minutes drag on, and the hours seem like an eternity. Wes continues his silent praying that his wife and child would be ok. While talking to Mick, and trying to keep him mind on other things while stay out of the way.

As the baby's cry echos through the office Wes snaps his head twords the door and stands. Ignoring his brothers pround look Wes wairs a smile of his own.*

"Thats our baby..."

*Just standing for a long moment Wes stairs at the closed door untill Becky opens it and lets him know its ok. Turning to look at Mick Wes smiles and than heads back into the other room.

Entering the room slowly Wes' smile grows as his eyes rest on Cindy and there new baby. Now Wes smile beaming even more and the pride that shown in his eyes as her looked down on his daughter and wife. Moving closer to the bed Wes puts on arm behind Cindy as he sides onto the edge. Never had he thought she looks more radeint than at this moment. Taking his rough hand Wes gently runs it over the small babys forhead and around her small cheek cheek making sure this prescuse gift infront of him was not a dream.*

"Our baby girl....look at our baby girl."

*Giving Cindy a squeeze and a kiss to the forhead he leans his head on hers as the look down apone that treasure infront of them.*

*Angel stands cleaning up for a moment and watching the two pround new parents. For a moment Angel's mind goes back to when she first had Wendy and how her father hadent been there but Trent was and that was good enough. Wendy was her world and so was Luke, Angel loved he looked at her like his own daughter. Now if only the title would match.

Giving another smile and a sigh Angel leavs the room and closes the door behind her letting the family get to know there newest member. Walking out onto the pourch Angel lets out a long sigh and looks around the ranch. How things had changed, and how life had moved on offering more hope to those who had little.*

*Misty takes note to the life that was missing from Kyle's eyes showing how searouse he was. Giving a nod Misty shows she agree's with Kyle and will help as much as she can.

Opening the car door Misty throws Kyle another smile trying to hid the consern her had about the cough he was now contracting.*

"Food sounds good, I'm starved lets go."

*Getting out of the car Misty closes her door than goes to Kyle's playfuly opening it for him.*

"Well ya coming or what I have been waiting all day."

*Jess slowly opens her eyes as the bright sun shines into the window. Stairing at the white wall with her back to the door she trys to get her bearings for a moment. Remebering where she was as a bit of pain surges through her Jess closes her eyes again. She still hurt all over and just wanted to sleep. Nothing alse but sleep, and make everything go away.

The dark rings under Jess eyes tell the story that she hadn't slept very well that night. Waking up many times from horrable nightmares, and sounds she dident know. If they let her Jess just wanted to stay in the bed forever. Closing her eyes Jess fights the emotions, the feelings, the anger and pain.*

Labor

Kyle lets out a long sigh at the news of the cancellation, though seems to have known that would probably happen.

At Misty’s suggestion of Katie or then herself, he quirks an eyebrow, keeping his gaze on the road. He knew there were options. The other guys knew it too. But Kyle knew that the other three had probably talked more amongst themselves and most likely felt it was too big of a risk to go ahead with the concert. Kyle had been surprised they’d even agreed to asking Rocky. Him not being able to come was simply a prime out for them.

Kyle slowly shakes his head and takes back his phone to close it. “Sounds good to me…try convincing the guys.” He purses his lips in thought. “How ‘bout me on keyboard one-handed…you on vocals as another pair of eyes from stage. We go ahead with the show…” He pauses, coughing a little and wincing. “…as bait. I know they’re gonna strike again…I can feel it.”

Coming up on the Mexican restaurant, he parks, but doesn’t get out of the truck. He turns to Misty, the mischief gone from his eyes. “We need to do this…to stop the Agency. They’ll come…the guys will say we’re endangering the public, but…the Agency is after me or Jen, no one else, and they send experts.” He swallows hard. “Whether it’s a good show or not…we have to act like everything is normal…and get those goons out in the open. With the security we’ll have we have to be able to catch them.”

Without waiting for a response, Kyle’s stubbornness shows through as he opens his phone again to send Phil a text message. “I have backup. The show’s still on. Up to you to come or stay home.”

After sending, Kyle looks back up to Misty. “I’m hungry. We going inside or what?”


Cindy tries to let Angel and Becky keep her calm, though knowing Wes was up front more nervous than she was made her own nerves heighten.

Getting settled in the bed in the back room, the pains grow more severe and frequent, proving that it had not been a false alarm. She can’t help but cry out once, though Becky and Angel are right there to help her through.

Footsteps are heard coming up on the porch, the boots approaching the door. They enter without knocking, then stop. A wry grin spreads on Mick’s face as he sees his brother walking back and forth. “You’re gonna wear a hole in the floor,” he muses teasingly.

Going over to Wes, he puts his hands on his shoulders and sets him down in a chair, sitting next to him. “You pacing isn’t going to make it go any faster. Trust me. I know.” He rolls his eyes. “When Jade came along, Jill was in labor for nine hours. I was a wreck by the time it was all over, and even after everything she’d been through, I dare say she looked in better shape than me.” Mick chuckles a the memory. “It was easier with Dylan.”

He turns to look at Wes, grinning. “Let nature take its course, bro. She and the baby will be fine. They’re in good hands.”

Two hours and much more pacing later, Mick is standing at the window, sipping a glass of water himself after staying with Wes in an attempt to keep him calm and out of the women’s way.

Suddenly a baby’s cry rings out. Mick stops and turns around, a smile spreading as he looks at his brother. Not only was Wes a father, but Mick was an uncle again too.

The next few minutes seem like an eternity, but Becky finally shows up, beaming. She smiles at Wes. “Mother and baby are both fine. Tired, but just fine. Come on and meet your daughter.”

Poor Wes

*As Kyle makes his comment and bolt for the door Misty is right on his tail chasing him and laughing the whole way. Getting close to the car she catches up with him and jumps on his back.*

"Gideup...."

*Making a whip cracking sound her laugh grows till they are finally at the car. Sliding off his back she goes around and gets into the car.*

"Mmmm...Mexican sounds great to me...I...."

*Misty's words stop as she glances down at the text message. Her heart sunk a little reading the news about this weekend. Turning to Kyle her own eyes are filled with the sadness felt. She new this ment the word to Kyle and now it was being taken away.*

"It's from Phil, Kyle. He said Rocky can't make it so the show is canceled."

*Misty lets out a long sigh and looks out the window. As if a lightbulb went off in her her Misty sits up straght quick remembering something.*

"Hey, what about Katie? I hurd her sing that once and she was real good. I know its not the same but it would do so you dident have to cancele. Oh she is doing the sacurity thing hu. Well Heck I would even sing than. I'm not the best but I am by far the worse. I wonder if the guys would go for it. What do you think? I mean it would only be for the one show."

*Wendy pokes her head from the office and giggles hearing he new.*

"I'll get right on it...poor Wes. He's excited and nervouse at the same time."

*Wendy goes back into the office and dials her mom letting her know that Wes and Cindy would be showing up.*

*As Wes drives with Cindy back to the ranch he drives fast but with car trying to avoide any big bumps. As Cindy's hand slips into Wes his own fingers give her hand a gentil squeeze.

Wes can't help but beam at Becky and the mention of being called Daddy. He couldent help but be excited and scaired at the same time.*

"Oh...Becky be gentil...oh Hun watch that stick there I dont want you to trip."

*Wes took the greatest care as he helped Cindy into the office. About to follow them into the back room Wes is cut off and told to wait outside he cant help but grow more nervouse.*

"Is something wrong is that why I can't come in? Is everything ok?"

*Not receving an answer Wes starts to pase the floor. Trying not to worry but everytime he hurd Cindy, or even a bump Wes would jump. Sitting down His leg bounces, standing he pases drinking water glass after glass.*

*Angel smiles at Cindy and cant help but laugh at Wes a little bit.*

"Everything is gonna be ok Cindy. We will get you through this. Poor Wes."

*Angel helps Cindy to the back continuing to talk to her and keep her calm.*

On the way

Cindy's eyes widen at the sound of Wes on the other end of the line. "Wes...Wes, are you okay? What..." He's already telling her he's on his way, then hangs up. She blinks, a wry grin twitching the corner of her mouth, and she shuts her phone off to wait.

Glancing at the clock, she predicts the amount of time it would take for her husband to arrive, and sure enough, it's twice as fast as normal.

As he struggles with the door, Cindy cringes. "Wes...hun....slow down, I..." She watches him go down the hall, then leave the house, only to finally return for her.

Stifling a laugh, Cindy accepts the help to the car. Pulling on her seatbelt, she glances over to Wes. "Now take it easy, just calm down, will you?" How ironic that she was the one telling him to be calm.

As the hit a little bump in the road, Cindy's met with another wave of pain. Holding in a cry, her hand slips over to find Wes', her fingers tightening around his. She might be perfectly calm on the outside, but on the inside she was a bit frightened. Things had not been easy when she'd had Jason so many years ago, and she only prayed that this time around it would be easier.


Clint's eyes widen as he sees Wes laid flat by the phone cord, then stumble around, barely able to talk before he shoots out of the shop. He just stares at the door for a minute before a grin spreads. Looking over to the open door of the office, he calls out. "Hey, Wendy. You might wanna give your mom a call. We got a Henson baby on the way and one father who may need attention as well."

He laughs and shakes his head, leaning back into the engine of the car. Looked like he'd be on his own for this one. He'd have to find the problem himself. Wes wouldn't be back any time soon.


As the truck pulls in to the ranch yard, Cindy has a bit of relief. Parked, and walking slowly to Angel's office, they're met by a smiling Becky who immediately steps in to help. "Well, looks like we're going to have some excitement today after all." She smiles up at Wes, having heard about his frantic behavior from her son. "We might just have to call you Daddy by the end of the day." She tucks an arm around Cindy as they step into Angel's office, guiding her to the back room and directing Wes to stay up in the front room for now.


Kyle's jaw drops in faked shock at Misty's comment, then he recovers, his eyes narrowing with playfulness. Rushing beside her, with his good arm he puts her in a side headlock and drags her down the hall a ways before he finally lets her go with a light shove with his shoulder to make her stagger. "I know," he whispers, "In realty you've missed my...charming...voice." He bats his eyes at her, then sprints for the exit, knowing that he's in trouble now.

Once they're to his truck and pulling out, Kyle hangs a left, not really sure where they're going, but figuring he'll think of somewhere good to go as he sees it.

His phone beeping makes him roll his eyes. Picking it up, he hands it to Misty to read the text message while he drives. "And we're going to go for Mexican food today," he states decidedly. "Unless that's a message from someone inviting us to something better."

The text message is from Jason.
Phil called. Rocky can't come. Show canceled. Relax the weekend. More later.


Luke sits in the tack room, rubbing oil into one of the saddles. It seemed he spent a lot of time here lately...it was one of the few tasks around the barn that he could handle himself.

A spasm of pain shoots down his leg and he holds his breath until it passes, gritting his teeth and continuing to work. It was getting harder to ignore these bouts. A few weeks ago he was up and walking almost like normal. But it didn't take but a couple days for him to be right back where he'd been. Most of the time he walked with a cane. If he went on any outings, he used a wheelchair.

He hated it...he hated feeling helpless, and he hate being helpless around those he cared about.

A tap on the doorway makes him look up and he lifts an eyebrow at Trent. The two men usually avoided each other. Though they never fought, and though much of the tension between them had eventually subsided, they were far from friends.

Luke looks at him with question. "Yeah?"

Trent shrugs and enters, his hands hooked in his pockets. "Cindy's having her baby."

"Oh yeah?" A smile spreads on Luke's face. "Good."

Trent grins a little. "Yeah...Wes is beside himself."

"I bet he is." Luke chuckles and returns to his work. "He's been hyped since they first found out Cindy was pregnant."

Trent can't help his laugh. He steps in a little further and sinks down on another bench, quiet for several moments. "Those two seem pretty happy."

Luke pauses again, now wondering why Trent was sticking around. That wasn't like him. "Yeah, they do. Looks like they were made for each other."

"Mm-hmm..." Trent thinks. "Mick and Rosetta sure look like they're happy too."

Now Luke looks up at Trent, questioning the motive of this conversation. It was rare to chat with him, let alone on a subject such as this. "Yes...they do. Been a long time coming with them."

"I suppose so." Trent looks down, picking at a loose thread on hsi jeans. "So...when are you and Angel gonna tie the knot?"

Luke's shoulders drop and he sighs. "Look, Trent, I don't know what you're getting at, but you know good and well that she and I are staying together, whether you're back in the picture now or not."

Trent looks back up quickly, his eyes widening slightly. "Hey, take it easy. I didn't mean anything like that."

"Well why else would you make it your business?"

"Because I see the look in Angel's eyes when she looks at you." Trent cocks his head. "There was a time she looked at me like that...and I'd give just about anything to get that again. But I know you're her man now, not me."

Luke swallows hard. "What's your point?"

"My point is, she's being a whole lot more patient than a lot of women would be."

"You think I'm dragging my feet?"

"Yes."

Luke grows defensive. "This really isn't any of your business."

"I know, but I just couldn't not say anything." Trent shakes his head. "Why haven't you married her yet?"

Luke concentrates on the saddle in front of him, rubbing the oil in just a little harder. Trent of all people, had to be the one to bring it up. "I guess I keep hoping for better days."

"With what? What could be better?"

"The Agency...my health."

Trent sighs. "First off, we got two couples here who dared to prove their love and nothing bad has happened. The Agency has backed off and from what I hear, they're hitting the folks in Nevada now more than here. And second..." He looks to Luke's legs then back up at his face. "Do you think Angel loves you less just because you can't walk as well as you used to?"

Luke rolls his eyes. "It's just that we decided we wouldn't get married until we knew the Agency was over."

"You think she'd turn you down if you said you wanted to get married sooner?" Trent looks to Luke, but receives no response. "Forget about that excuse, Luke. It's your legs, isn't it?"

"Maybe." Luke looks down. "I just...I don't know. I'm already enough of a burden to her the way it is. What kind of responsibility will she be taking on if I were her husband? At least now I can rely on other people and not always her. In the middle of the night when I get into trouble, it's Sparky...or Jeff. I don't want Angel to have to worry about me twenty-four/seven. It isn't fair to her."

Trent purses his lips. "Don't you respect her enough to make up her own mind? Or do you think you're more intelligent and therefore you feel the need to make decisions for her?"

"That's not fair."

"No, you're the one not being fair," Trent retorts. "You're making up Angel's mind for her, when you know good and well that she'd marry you tomorrow in a heartbeat if you asked. She loves you, Luke...and if taking care of you is part of the package deal, then she not only doesn't mind, but she enjoys it. She doesn't like to see you hurting, but being able to help you gives her fulfillment...because she's helping the one she loves."

"But what good am I?" Luke argues. "I can't give her a home...I can't get a job to earn the money to support us. Oh, sure, I could get some kind of disability benefits, but how much would that be?"

"Quit feeling sorry for yourself." Trent shakes his head. "If you're too proud to stay here and let her have her practice here, and remain here at the ranch, then that's stupid. Look at Mick. If ever a man had pride, it's him. If ever a man wanted to provide for his own family and be the man of the house, it's him. And look...he moved into Rosetta's place. She's still running this ranch. Sure, he helps out, and he's got the horse training business here. But in reality, he moved into her world, not the other way around. And you think he cares? No...why? Because he's with her and that's what matters most. Not his status...not his money...not his position."

Luke swallows hard and leans his arms on the saddle, feeling the pains of the pointed statements. He wasn't used to this, let alone from Trent. "I just...want to give her what she deserves."

Trent offers a slight grin. "When will you get it, that she doesn't care about what she deserves? All she cares about is having you...you, Luke...she loves you. Quit putting her off."

Luke eventually looks up, his eyes narrowing. "Why do you suddenly care about this? You of all people?"

Trent grows a little more serious, the melancholy in his eyes. "I guess because I care about that woman enough that I want her to be happy, and I know she'll be most happy with you. You know good and well that if I thought I had another chance, I'd take it. But I don't...and there is no chance. She has eyes only for you, and you need to stop taking it for granted."