Unhappy reunion

Bret can sense Angelica switching into business mode, and he lets the personal issues drop. There would be time for that later…the two sisters would work out their difference eventually, and hopefully they’d all be okay. But for now…he needed to go with the system instead of fighting it.

“Okay.” He nods in agreement. “We go downtown.”

He looks Angelica in the eye. “I know you don’t like me all that much… but just for the record… any other time I would have high-tailed it out of here. But I got stuff that’s too important for me to run away from now.”

Bret slips his arm around Charlotte’s shoulders. “I know I’m an accessory to the crimes, but I’ll do what it takes to either clear my record or pay. I trust you… and I’ll do what you say.”

Con gives an approving nod to his friend. “You’re doing the right thing, Bret. Reese?”

Reese nods. “I’ll escort them in. You’re free to go.”

Con offers a wave to everyone, and then a wink to Charlotte. “Take care of your man.”

Bret watches his friend leave, then takes a deep breath. “Okay…I’m ready.”


…The jail cell bars were hard and cold under Bret’s grip. He hated it here…he hated being caged up… he hated the feeling of helplessness. But for now…for a short time, it was necessary. Until a preliminary hearing in three days, he would be held here, under the charges of armed robbery and murder. Then hopefully he would be released on bail.

In the meantime, Charlotte would help Angelica gather proof of their alibi to fight that end of things. After that, it would be Angelica’s job to convince the authorities that if the charges of Bret being an accessory to the crimes could be dropped, he’d help them find the real criminals. There would be another blotch on his record, but it was a lot better than serving time in prison.

Bret leans his head up against the cell bars and looks at Charlotte with apology. “I’m sorry you got dragged into this… I shouldn’t have ever gotten involved with those guys again in the first place.”

He sighs, regret showing through. “Just don’t go back to my place… I don’t want you there alone in case the guys decide to do something stupid.”


“Hey, Mom.” Con grins at Mabel and leans on the counter, tossing his mother-in-law a wink. “Think you can handle a batch of us tonight?”

Carson sticks his head around the corner from the kitchen. “Got a load coming?”

Con chuckles. “You could put it that way. How ya doing?”

“Oh…hanging in there.”

“Good.” Con turns around to Jamie, and nods to the tables. “Since we’re the first ones here, how about we push some of them tables together so there’s room enough for everyone.”

It doesn’t take long, and people start filing in. Jason and Katie, Laura and Nate, Wyatt and others. He takes the liberty of trying to make sure Dalton knows everyone, making an effort to create a comfort zone, even though those from TJY were feeling just a little awkward, and it was obvious that Dalton was too.

Carson keeps his eye on the clock from the kitchen, knowing he was supposed to go meet Jess, but also needing to make sure he helped out enough here until he could leave.

“Yo, Mom and Pop!” Kyle comes bursting through the front door, spotting the group of friends. “Kyle is in da house!” Grinning from ear to ear, he half dances over to the table, finding an empty seat next to Misty. “And how is Miss T tonight, hmm?”

He flops down and looks around the table. “Evening, y’all.” Spotting Katie, his smile widens. “KT, good to see ya. Jase man, you’re back too.”

Jason raises his glass of Pepsi. “You bet.”

“Good deal, ‘cause we got practice tomorrow night, and you better be there. Cryptic is joining us.”

He turns to give Misty a peck on the cheek. “And how are you?”

It isn’t long before laughter rings out over the chatter as the group starts interacting more. Stories are swapped, jokes are shared, and small talk is passed around. Those from TJY try to include Dalton, though at times it’s hard, because so many things revolved around inside jokes, or things that only those in the group knew from the past.

Con sits across from Dalton, a little wary of the stranger at first, but does his best not to come across as anything but friendly. After all, Dalton was working with his wife…he at least needed to be polite for that reason alone.


The door opens, ringing the bell, though it’s not heard above the noisy chatter. The blonde young woman scans the room, a little nervously, though she holds her head high.

Spotting the large group, she looks at the faces, spotting one she knew. Misty. But she was busy with her friends… and the last she knew anyway, Misty was no longer a route to her destination. But hopefully this restaurant was.

She walks across the floor, determination in her step, her shoes clicking on the floor, her leather jacket swaying slightly over her jeans. Getting to the counter, she sits down on a stool and grabs a menu, though her eyes don’t stay on the prices. Instead they wander to where she could see through to the kitchen.

Carson is busy helping Herb make the pizzas when he gets the funny feeling he’s being watched. Though trying to hurry so he could leave in five minutes, he pauses and looks up.

Spotting the visitor, his eyes widen, the blood draining from his face. The bowl of sauce slips from his grip, crashing to the floor in a red mess.

Trying to get his concentration back, Carson is quick to clean everything up and stir a new batch, but he can’t stay for long. Before he goes crazy, he finally excuses himself. “Sorry, Herb. I’ll...I’ll be right back.

Taking off his apron, Carson slips out of the kitchen from the side to come around the outside of the counter. He stops several feet away from the woman, his eyes still wide, filled with rampant emotions. “Dani?”

She turns and throws him a look less than pleased. “Well, I guess you really do work here. Had a hard time finding you. Kind of a winding trail.”

Her irritated tone throws Carson into defensiveness, though his confusion lingers. “What…what are you doing here?”

Dani quirks one eyebrow. “No, ‘Hi, Dani’ no hug, no ‘how you been?’ I thought so.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I don’t know.” Dani turns back to her menu. “I don’t even know why I came. You’re busy. Go back to work.”

“No.” Carson steps closer. Half of him wanted to be upset with Dani’s attitude, and half of him wanted to draw her in for a hug. And still part of him felt like running and hiding for the way he’d treated her… or rather his lack of treatment since he’d seen her last. “Why did you come here?”

Dani scoffs and looks back at him. “You think I just happened to come here? Was on vacation and saw an Italian restaurant and decided to stop? Why else would I come but to find you?”

“Well why?”

“I don’t know.” Dani shakes her head. “A while back I would have said it was because I wanted to see you. Now I’m not sure. Maybe I just wanted to look you in the eye one more time and try to figure out how you played me for a fool.”

Carson dares to come even closer, leaning on the counter so he can see his sister’s face. “What are you talking about?”

Dani almost laughs. “You tell me. You’re the one that made promises to see me, but decided to drop off the face of the earth instead. Was it too hard to tell me you were alive? Too difficult to write? To expensive to call?”

Carson glances down, his face reddening as his guilt rises. Why did this have to happen here…in public? “Dani, can we just go somewhere quiet and talk?”

A smile creases Dani’s lips. “No, I don’t think so. It’s rather fun seeing you squirm at the moment.”’ She glances over to the table of people, and spots Misty. Turning back to Carson, she cocks her head. “I’d go say hi to Misty, but I heard you two-timed her. Way to go.”

Carson bristles. “Look, there’s a lot of things you don’t know, and obviously you’ve made some pretty big assumptions. So let’s just go somewhere else where we can talk, okay?”

“No. I’m staying here. Now, if you choose to walk away, that’s fine. I wouldn’t be surprised. You’d just be keeping up with your pattern.”

“Look, I’m sorry, okay?” Carson’s voice raises slightly. “I was just…it…I…”

“What?” Dani pushes him further. “You were just what? Too busy? Too arrogant? Too forgetful? I tried for months to get a hold of you! I’ve been worried sick, I’ve stewed about it, and I’ve busted my britches trying to figure out why on earth you’d show up from the dead, just to leave me high and dry again.”

Carson sets his hands on his hips, irritation overcoming the mixed emotions of seeing his sister. “So why now? Why did you pick now to come and yell at me?”

“Because the stars were right?”

“Why?” Carson demands sternly.

“I got fired from my job.” Tears spring into Dani’s eyes. “Figured it was time for a vacation. And I thought, what the hey, as long as the rest of my life is going down the tubes, I might as well come and say to your face what I’ve wanted to for a long time now.”

“Look, I’m sorry, okay?” Carson throws up his hands. “I screwed up. There. Is that what you wanted?”

“No!” Dani’s own voices raises, as the public atmosphere is forgotten.


Several eyes from the table look up as voice can be heard. A few confused looks are exchanged as to what’s going on, and who Carson is arguing with. Jason throws Misty a questioning glance. “Hey…is that his sister?”


“Well what did you want then? Do you want me to get on my knees? Apologize ten times? I can’t exactly buy back time.”

Dani slides off the stool to face her brother boldly. “I want to know why you left me high and dry. I want to know why you didn’t call or write or anything. Why, Carson? Why did you claim to have thought the world of me, just to forget about me like that?!”

Carson looks down, shaking his head slightly. He lets the argument pause for a moment before looking back up. His tone reflects anger to cover up his guilt and shame. “Maybe I didn’t feel worthy. Maybe I didn’t think I deserved to be your big brother anymore. Maybe in the beginning I was just plain scared I wasn’t good enough. Then maybe enough time had passed that by then I just figured you were better off forgetting about me.”

“That’s stupid,” Dani counters. “You had the decency to see me when my life was in danger, you could have at least let me know you were still alive.”

“What do you want me to say?” Carson holds out his hands to the side. “Take a good look. I’ve been a drunk. I’ve been an all-around scumbag. I’ve broken the law. I’ve been a liar and a two-timer.” He points toward the back hall. “Down there you’ll find a tiny room with all the stuff I own that will fit into one bag. Why? Because right now, that’s where I live. Why? Because I was stupid. I lost everything because I was a total idiot, made stupid decisions, and now I’m paying for it. I have nothing. Nothing, Dani, don’t you get it? Not a home, not even a car. Why would I want you here to see that? Why would I want to invite you into my life? Into a life that’s…that’s worthless?”

The rising emotions pool behind his eyes and he finally lowers his tone. “I’m sorry. I was wrong. And I guess I made the wrong choice…again.”

Feeling lower than the floor, Carson’s shoulders drop and he simply goes to a nearby booth, sliding in to sit and fold his arms to bury his face. He’d thought about seeing his sister again so many times…this kind of reunion was not at all what he’d pictured. It was just another nightmare… further aftermath of his own decisions.

Dani watches her brother walk away, a tear trickling down her cheek. She turns back to the counter to lean her elbows on it, trying to ignore eyes that she now realized were watching. She could feel Mabel near, and wanted to leave, but her feet felt glued to the floor. She was so angry at Carson… yet she could see that his eyes were clear… it was obvious he wasn’t drinking, and he didn’t even smell like smoke this time. But who was he?


Con’s eyes follow Carson to see him sit down…a scene that would make anyone soften. Con looks over to Nate with question, wondering if someone should interfere or not.

Kyle glances to Misty, then to Dalton who wouldn’t have a clue what any of this was going on, then back to Misty again.

Fire with Fire

*Katie can't help but laugh a little as she sits at the desk. It felt good to be back, and it felt good to not have the tention with Jason again.

I think I'll ride with you tonight. I'll make sure I am ready and waiting.

Finally moving Domino gently from her lap Katie stands and heads out of her cubicle going to the copy room to copy some papers.*

*For a moment Angelica just stands stunned looking at Bret. His words about her giving up on love hit hard and for a moment she wondered if thats what it really was but quickly she push the feelings away and looks to her sister, a bit oh hurt and disapointment flicker in her eyes but is quickly gone as she stratens again and clears her throut. Controlling her voice so it didnt shake.*

"I'm going to need the number for the church you got married in and the hotel you stayed in. I need to see if I can get there video camra's to have a visual proof of you being there as well. Fight fire with fire we need all we can get."

*Angelice looks up from the desk to look between everyone.*

"I am going to need everyone's help on this one. We have to work fast and efficient. They want you turned in now, and well we have to but we wont let you stay there for long."

*Charlotte stands close to her husband putting an arm around him. She would stand with him to the end she'd never waver. Anything asked she would do. To death do us part, she would live up to that.*

Yellow car

Jason grins a little. Yeah, well... anyone else I'd warn not to be scared of him. But I don't think I need to warn you of that.

He shakes his head and dives into work. Speaking of which, we going separate, or am I driving?


Brian's eyes narrow as Angelica starts in about Charlotte marrying him, his face growing red. First, he was upset he had to be here at all, then to be standing here while his new wife got chewed out in front of Reese and Con... He'd known Angelica wouldn't be happy, but Charlotte didn't deserve this, and now was not the time for this kind of petty argument.

"You only think it's crazy because it's something you wouldn't do," Bret intervenes pointedly, his eyes on Angelica. "Just because you've given up on love doesn't mean your sister has to."

He stands tall, unashamed of their choice, and pulls Charlotte even closer to his side. "I'm your brother-in-law now whether you like it or not. But quite frankly, that's not the issue right now. If you want to spout off about our personal lives, and argue about domestic matters in the office, then I guess I can't stop you. But that's not why we came. We came because I'm in trouble and I've been wrongly accused. We trust you to be able to help, and we trust your abilities. If you're not willing to help, then by all means, simply say so and I'll get a public defender to see my case. But if you can set aside your personal feelings for a moment, act like an adult, and treat us like adults, I think everybody in this room would appreciate it."

Bret takes a deep breath as he finishes, knowing that his statement would either bring resolution or wrath. He wasn't sure which it would.

Con stand by, looking between the newlyweds to Angelica to Reese, and back again. He was staying out of this one, and just being moral support if needed.

Reese lifts his eyebrows at Bret's boldness, and glances towards Angelica. Whether he wanted to admit it or not, Bret made sense, and at least right now, was undoubtedly genuine. Reese clears his throat a little, trying to break up the tension, but allowing Angelica to speak first.


A yellow car parks on the side of the road. She stares at her map, drawing out the lines with her finger, and turning the map so North is up. Squinting, she finally looks up again at the road sign. It looked like she had about another hour and a half to go.

Setting the map down, she pulls back out onto the road, her tires squealing as adrenaline controls her actions.

Crazy

*Receiving Jason emotions Katie looks up for a moment. She'd forgotten that Wyatt had said someone was here to be the new tech guy.

Oh yeah, I haven't met him yet. Not sure if I really want to or not.

Katie can't help but put a little laugh laced to the end of the emotion she sent out. It was good they had a new tech guy they needed it, and she was moving on and had let Scott go, but still she wasn't sure she was ready to meet his replacement just yet. If he was to come to Mom and Pop's tonight than she would meet him.

Going back to her paperwork Katie rests her free hand on Domino's head gently stroking it.*

*Charlotte nods her head at Reese.*

"Thanks and yes I know she is. But at least I'd die happy."

*Letting out a sigh Charlotte stands next to Bret just listing.*

"I think once we explain everything to Angelica she will be able to help Bret. How they got that picture of him I don't know but over the last 3 days I was with Bret non stop he never left my sight."

*As Reese calls for Angelica, Charlotte looks to Bret as her hand tightens on his just a little more. It was bad enough her husband was being blamed for something he didn't do let alone now have to listen to her sister.*

*Hanging up her phone Angelica gets up from her desk and makes her way out of the office and across the floor to Reese's. Seeing Bret and Charlotte, Angelica's face turns a bit red as she enters and closes the door behind her.*

"Where have you been? I've been worryed sick, and you.."

*Angelica looks to Bret.*

"..Are you trying to drag my sister down with you? I..."

*Before Angelica can say anything alse Charlotte intarupts her. Her own irratation growing.*

"Angelica, he is innocent. I know for a fact is wasnt him."

"How do you know for sure Charlotte? Were you with him 24/7?"

"Yes I was...."

*Charlotte looks to Bret and than to Angelica again before lifting her hand.*

"We were in Vages getting married."

*The color from Angelica's face drains as she just looks at her sister and than to Bret than back to her sister.*

"YOU did WHAT? Are you crazy? You hardly even know eachother...you....how could you go and do this?"

*Charlotte trys to stand strong aganst her sister. It was something she didnt often do but this occation called for it.*

"I may not have known Bret for long but we have spend day in and day out together and I know who he is. I fell in love with him and he's made me happy. He's treated me like a human being and I wouldnt change my choose for anything in the world. I love him."

*Angelica lets out a huff as she walks over to Reese desk and leans one arm on it.*

"This is crazy."

*Charlotte lets out another breath of air. That wasnt as bad as she thought it would be though it wasnt good eather she could only hope in time Angelica would accept what had happend and would still help Bret.*

Accomplice

Jason quirks an eyebrow at Dalton's remark and tone. "Yeah...later." Leaving, Trooper follows behind.

Well...that Dalton character is... different. Talk about getting someone opposite Scott as a replacement. But I guess if he knows what he's doing.

Jason shuts his office door behind himself and goes to flop down in his chair. He didn't want to report in to Reese yet. He'd find out what had been happening around here before then.


Domino snuggles into Katie's lap, whimpering for several minutes before finally settling down. Resting her head on Katie's leg, she remains with her new mistress, finding the most comfort here for now.


"Have to go? Then I guess I can't say no, can I?" Kyle laughs. "I'm off work right at seven. I'll just meet everybody there. Save me a spot if I'm late."


Con returns Jamie's kiss, his mouth upturning into a grin. "I'm glad you chose that it was me being nice. How could I ever not be, hmm?"

Wrapping his arms around Jamie, he pulls her close for a hug before letting her go. "Alright then. Mom and Pop's it is. We gotta keep an eye on the rest of these whippersnappers anyway."

Con's eyes roam the floor for a moment. "Off topic, you haven't seen..." His voice trails off as he spots the couple by the door. "...Bret. He did come. I'll be back." Leaving Jamie, he exits the cubicle, aiming for his friend.


"I love you too." Bret leans in for a kiss, returning the squeeze to the hand. Scanning the floor, he can feel Charlotte's nervousness, and tries to overcome it with his own confidence, but little existed. Walking slowly, he's so unsure about all this. It felt like he was walking into a bear's den without having been invited.

Then he spots Con. A little relieved, he aims for him, his hand still in Charlotte's. "Con."

"Bret." Con gives a nod. "Charlotte." He offers her a small smile. "You two alright?"

Bret nods. "Yeah...we came straight here. Now what's going on?"

"They've got footage of your car fleeing the scene of the crime."

"But that's impossible."

"Well it's definitely your car, and it's definitely you behind the wheel."

Bret's voice is a strained whisper as he tries not to draw attention. "But Charlotte and I were in Vegas."

Distrusting, Con probes. "What were you doing there?"

Bret smirks in annoyance, then holds up his left hand.

Con's eyes widen. "You dog." He can't help the smile that spreads and he glances back to Charlotte. "I'd take the time to congratulate you two, but we gotta get this thing cleared up first. Come on. We'll go straight to Reese."

Bret swallows hard and his grip tightens around his wife's hand, but he follows his friend obediently.

Across the floor, down the aisle of cubicles and to the main office. Susanne was already gone for the night, and Reese's door was ajar. Con knocks, then sticks his head in. "Reese?"

"Yeah..." Reese answers absentmindedly as he goes over some paperwork, then realizes who the voice belongs to. Looking up quickly, he lifts his eyebrows. "Well Con. Hi."

"Hi. I got someone here who needs to talk." Con opens the door wider and ushers both Bret and Charlotte in."

Reese stands up from his desk. "Bret Parker. Charlotte. Con, you realize I have to place him under arrest."

"Just... wait a second, will you?" Con holds up his hand. "They have an alibi."

"But how?"

"I don't know."

"Well what's the alibi?"

Con points to the couple. "Elopement."

Reese's eyes widen and he looks to Charlotte. "Congratulations, but your sister is going to kill you."

Bret rolls his eyes. "We know. I just want to get this cleared up. I wasn't at the bank robbery. I knew about it, and I can give you more info on the other guys, but I wasn't there."

Fear flickers in Con's eyes for his friend. "Bret...even if we prove you weren't there... Do you realize that makes you an accomplice?"

Bret's face pales. He felt stupid. How had he not thought of that.

Con continues. "That makes you an accessory to armed robbery and murder."

Reese interrupts. "Maybe we can crack a deal. Information for freedom."

"Like last time?" Bret questions.

"It worked once before." Reese moves towards his phone. "But that's not for me to decide." Picking up the receiver, he dials Angelica's office phone. "Angelica... I need you in my office right away. Drop what you're doing, this is important." Hanging up, he studies the couple for a moment, and sighs. "You know if you weren't Con's friend, I'd have you to the station by now."

Bret swallows hard. "Then I guess I'm glad I got him on my side."

Flattery

*Dalton looks down at the dog that stood by Jason's side and than back up at him giving a small nod.*

"It's not a problem. I figured if he was going to attack me, he was going to and there was nothing I could do about it. But I new if I leveled with him he would at least leave me along for that moment and that would sustain him from attacking me."

*Turning back around Dalton goes to the filing cabnit and thumbs through some papers before finding the file he was looking for. Throwing it on the desk Dalton sits back down before looking up at Jason again giving a chuckle.*

"I don't have any doubt that I'm good at what I do so there should be no problem, and the only shoes I can fill are my own, and they are pretty big."

*Giving less than a wave Dalton looks down at the papers again anmd mumbles.*

"Later."

*Katie continues to type away on her computer as she can hear Domino playing on the floor. As Domino's soft whimpers can be heard the clicking of Katie's keybored stops and she turns to look at the small dog. Simpathy showing in her eyes. Domino and Scott had always been close the best of friends, and Domino new something was wrong and wondered where Scott was.

Leaning down Katie pats her lap gently calling for Domino to come join her. Once the small dog is in her lap and settled Katie pets her head gently. If anything it was nice to still have something of Scott close to her.*

"Hey there little Domino. It's gonna be ok, I miss him too."

*Misty looks up at the sound of Wyatt's voice and gives a smile.*

"Kyle turn down food I doubt that would happen as for me I'll be there too. I couldn't turn down a good time. Thanks for the invite Wyatt."

*Giving a smile Misty looks back at her paper work for a moment before getting her phone and dialing Kyles number.*

"Heya Babe, we were just invited for dinner at Mom and Pop's tonight. Wyatt said we had no choise in the matter. We HAD to go."

*Seeing Con sends an instint smile on Jamie's face as her cheeks start to turn a little red.*

"Flattery, flattery. You eather did something wrong, or just want to be super nice. I'll go with the being nice part."

*Standing Jamie goes over to Con and leans the opisite way on the wall bringing her lips to her for a moment as they continue in an exchange of a kiss. Pulling away she looks at Con and smile.*

"As for tonight at Mom and Pop's, I wouldn't miss a good time. Not to mention being able to see my parents again is always nice."

*Charlotte lets out her own sigh as she gets out of the car and walks over to Bret. Taking his hand in her she gives it a gentil squeeze and smiles.*

"I've been here once when I first came out with Angelica. I don't remember it to well but I think I know enough to get us inside."

*Starting forward Charlotte can't help but shake just a little geting close to the door and than inside. Heading to the elavator Bret and herself enter pushing the button for the bottom floor. As the bell dings Charlotte dosnt move. Glancing at Bret she whispers as she gives his hand a squeeze.*

"I love you!"

*Finally steping out of the door Charlotte scans the area at all the people where she was to go next she wasnt sure.*

Waiting

Jason accepts Dalton's handshake, able to almost look him straight in the eye. He was used to being around Con, so Dalton's comparable height didn't faze him.

Shaking his hand firmly, he nods. "That's me. I, um... heard Trooper greeted you this morning. Sorry about that. He takes his job pretty seriously."

As if on cue, the large dog exits Jason's office and trots down to join him. But instead of being in attack mode this time, he obediently goes to Jason's left side and sits down, looking up at his master for any instructions.

Jason simply rests a hand on his dog's head, signaling to do nothing but wait. Trooper obeys.

"Well, looks like you're getting settled in," Jason comments to Dalton. "I'll leave you at it. I, um...guess you got some pretty big shoes to fill around here, but... if you're good, I trust it won't take long."

A lump rises in his throat when thinking about Scott being replaced, but he forces it down. "Catch you later." He moves to leave, Trooper immediately at his heel.


Domino cuddles into Katie for her ride back to the cubicle, soaking in the attention. Once to Katie's desk, the little dog grabs her toy that Wyatt had brought for her, and starts throwing it around the cubicle to entertain herself. After a while though, she stops in the doorway, setting her toy down and looking down the row of cubicles toward the exit. She cocks her head and whines a little, as if expecting someone else to come. Sniffing the air, she comes up empty with who she's looking for, and whines again. Finally she slides down to lay on the floor, resting her head by her toy, while her eyes keep watch for her master that had disappeared.


Wyatt knocks on the infirmary door and enters, throwing a wave to Rick and Misty. "Mom and Pop's tonight at seven," he announces. "Rick, you and your wife are more than welcome to join us... and Misty, I'm banking on you coming along with that boyfriend of yours. And I won't take no for an answer. So... be there."


Con ambles down the row of cubicles, looking around the main floor, and giving a wave to his sister. It always felt a little strange to be here... but never was his presence questioned anymore. It was simply assumed he was here to see his wife. This evening, it was that, and another reason too.

"Hey, you." Con scoots into Jamie's cubicle behind her, to lean over her and give her a kiss. Straightening up, he rubs her shoulders for a moment. "Wyatt called me, said he's trying to get people together for supper in about an hour and a half at your folks'. Didn't think I should pass it up."

He grins and moves back so he can see Jamie's face and lean back against the wall. "Not to mention, seeing your smiling face is reason in itself to drop by." His mind was also wandering to the friend whose whereabouts were unknown at the moment.


Bret pulls into the TJY parking lot and takes a deep breath. It was five-thirty. Even so, it appeared most everyone was still at work. He didn't know if that was good or bad. "Well..." He looks over to Charlotte. "Here goes nothin'. I've never been in here before... you know your way around?"

Damage

*Hearing that there was a new guy to replace Scott gave a certin ping to Katie's heart but she new it is inevatable. They needed a new tech guy around the office and though it was not Scott, she new its what he wanted as well.

Looking to Wyatt Katie gives a soft smile her eyes showing she had overcome something though it still hurt. Giving a small nod she reply.*

"Yes I'd like that. Thank you for the invite Wyatt."

*Letting out a small sigh Katie bends down and picks up Domino nuzzaling her face into the small dogs fur for a moment and than looking to her cubicle. She could only imagen the paper work that had piled up. Turning back to Wyatt Katie gives a small wink.*

"Well I guess I should go see what damage I did from being away fast."

*Turning still holding Domino Katie walks back to her cubicle. Just like she had exspected papers were piled everywhere and files that needed to be looked at joined them. Letting out another sigh Katie makes her way over the mess and sits down in her chair pulling out a few papers maybe she could work on fast before there dinner date at Mom and Pop's.*

*Dalton looks up from his paper work hearing a voice and looks at Jason for a moment. A new face he hadnt seen, and he dident have to look quite as far down as he did with the others. It was intresting to have someone for once who always stood as tall as he did.*

"Thats what the door is going to say, and you must be..."

*Dalton thinks for a moment remembering the names, and the information he had gathered from the other Dalton trys to put a name with the face.*

"...Jason.."

*Dalton eyes Jason again before finally standing and offering his hand to him. Though he was still unsure of this place and all the people he might as well be civile he had to work with them after all.*

Welcome

Bret holds Charlotte's hand, quiet for a long while. He appreciated her so much... just her being here... her loyalty...

He squeezes her hand back. "I know." He lets out a long sigh. "I want to run too... I came close to prison once before on account of this stupid thing, and I don't want that happening. But..."

He turns his head to see Charlotte's eyes. "...you're right. We run now, there's no guarantee that I can clear my name. I owe Con for this one... I think he's right that I should go to TJY first. If we can slam 'em with proof before they take me in, maybe I've got a chance."

Lifting Charlotte's hand to give it a kiss, he lets her go, to put the car back in gear. "Alright...let's go."


Jason shakes his head, still bewildered. "I don't know... It was going to cost a lot to get this thing fixed - I don't think any of the guys could afford it, and if they managed it, then they better be prepared for my wrath, 'cause they shouldn't have."

A smile spreads despite the sternness in his tone. "Kinda nice knowing I got it back though...now that I can ride it again." Shaking his head, he goes to his small garage to open the door. "If it's nice weather tomorrow, maybe you and I will have to go for a ride."

He looks over his shoulder to throw Katie a wink.

Too soon, they're back in the truck and heading for TJY. Parking in the lot, Jason sighs turns off the engine and sighs. "Well...we're here. I see Reese's car. Prepare for an ear full."

Getting out, they head to the door, Jason leading the way, holding the doors open for Katie. Once inside, down, and entering the main floor, a sharp bark can be heard, and a black and white furball comes racing down between the cubicles, her nails clicking on the tiles.

Jason lifts his eyebrows. "Well hello, Domino."

The little dog tries to stop, but slides, running into Katie's feet. She puts her paws up on Katie's legs, her whole body wiggling as she searches for Katie's hand to lick.

Jason grins. "Looks like someone missed you."

"That's putting it mildly." Wyatt comes around the corner shaking his head. "You know...I used to like watching Domino. She's well behaved...quiet... doesn't require much. But this afternoon I got a phonecall from Ty, who was trying to sleep after a hard night at work. He informed me that this little girl was sitting at the door howling her head off. Naturally, I had to go get her so Ty could get some sleep, so she's been keeping me company the rest of the time."

He shakes his head, though finds it a little humorous. "Welcome back, Katie. She's all yours."

Jason chuckles. "Yeah, good to see you too, Wyatt. Thanks for the welcome."

"Don't start," Wyatt warns. "Your dog just about took our new guy's head off this morning. I suggest you go get him from your office and give him a talking to."

"New guy?"

"Yeah, the guy replacing..." Wyatt stops, glances at Katie, then back to Jason to finish. "...Scott."

"Oh." Jason is quiet for a moment. "That's right. I knew someone was coming. Well... alright, I'll take care of Trooper. Thanks for watching him."

"Sure, sure, no problem." Wyatt rolls his eyes. "Next time have Con watch him."

"What? And take all that fun away from you?" Jason teases. He pats Wyatt's arm. "Stop complaining - you look like your dad."

Wyatt shakes his head as Jason walks away, smirking, but his eyes twinkling. "Hey, don't go too far," he calls after him. "Gang night at Mom and Pop's... seven o'clock. You better be there!" He grins, then looks back at Katie, a little more gently, just studying her face for a moment. "Good to have you back, Hero. Join us tonight?"


Jason makes his way down the hall, and after stopping in to check on Trooper, who was perfectly behaved, he aims for t he no-longer-empty office. Seeing the door halfway open, he pokes his head in, spying Dalton behind the desk.

Overcoming the awkwardness he felt from seeing someone other than Scott behind the desk, he leans on the doorway. "Dalton, I presume?"

Stand by your side

*Charlotte looks to Bret as he talks on the phone.Her worry from the one sided conversation growing. She wasnt sure what was going on but whatever it was it didnt sound good.

Once Bret is off the phone Charlotte turns to him her eyes scanning his own.*

"What, we have proof you wernt there. You were getting married after all. They can't do this."

*The worry courses through Charlotte as her stomach tights into knots. What if they DIDNT believe them. Would Charlotte be losing her husband already after such short of a time.*

"I wan't to say run, with all my heart I wanna flip this coin and I wanna take off with you. But if we do that how long will we have to run and will it make it harder for us to prove your innocent?!"

*Charlotte reaches out to take Bret's hand in her own. Running her thumb across it as she looks down at it. She never worryed much and always played things by ear but for once Charlotte was worryed, and she was looking into the future on what would happen.*

"Maybe going to Angelica is the best thing. She helped you before, and I am pretty sure she will believe us. She's not going to be happy but if we can get her to keep quiet long enough we can explain things."

*Charlotte lets out a long sigh and leans her head back aganst the car seat.*

"No matter what happend Bret I'll be here. I'm your wife now, I wont leave you high and dry. We go through this together."

*Charlotte gives Bret's hand a gentil aqueeze to let him know she was there and she would never leave him. If he even needed someone now was the time and Charlotte was confadent enough to stand next to him through thick and thin.*

*Katie's own eyes widen just a little as she looks at the new cleaned up bike in Jason's driveway. Getting out along with Jason Katie gives a small head shake.*

"I..have no idea on this one. As far at I new it was still at Mike's too."

*Katie runs her fingers over the bike and than back to Jason.*

"Maybe one of the guys did it for you?"

Fixed

Jason rests his own head against Katie's, and settles in for the flight home. It would be soon enough that everyday crazies were back... he wasn't looking forward to getting back to work, and enjoying this quiet time now was nice.


Carson gives a wave and smile to Jess as she leaves. "Yeah - milkshakes it is. Later." Watching her leave for a moment, he glances to Aerith and tosses her a wink. "Jess needs friends...thanks for being one."

Remembering the menu he was supposed to be working on, he turns to head back into the kitchen. Passing Mabel on his way, he grins. "We won't forget the pumpkin pie."


Heading down the road, the radio is loud, the sunroof open, even though it's chilly. The scenery flies by as the black Corvette heads away from Vegas.

Bret taps his fingers on the steering wheel, looking through his sunglasses at the long road ahead. Looking in the rearview mirror though, he frowns a little, then glances at his speed. "Okay, so I was going a little fast, but that cop back there has been tailing us for ages now."

He throws Charlotte a teasing grin. "You did get rid of that body from the trunk, didn't you?"

A few more miles, and surprisingly, the police cruiser passes them, speeding ahead of them down the highway.


"Mm-hmm..." Con cradles the phone on his shoulder as he warms up his lunch in the microwave. "So they called off the cops? Why?"

"They wanted to see if he went anywhere other than home. There's going to be someone waiting for him though once he gets there."

Con frowns at Reese's serious tone. "This isn't good, is it?"

"Nope."

"Well...I'm glad I called. Thanks for telling me. I know it's private information."

"Ah, well...I trust you, and I know you're Bret's friend."

"So what's he looking at?"

"Armed robbery and murder."

"I just can't think he was involved."

"I guess we'll have to see what he says about it. I've given orders to take him downtown to the station once they have him. Even though it's TJY's case, I figure the jail is a better place to handle this to keep everything in the open."

"Yeah...I suppose..." The microwave beeps and Con finishes getting his meal. "Alright. Well, thanks. I'll talk to you later." Ending the call, he stares at his warmed up leftovers, deep in thought. He just could't believe Bret had done anything like this...he'd worked with him... been his friend... sure, Bret had a record, but...

Con shakes his head. What he was about to do was totally out of line. But he didn't want fear to cause a ruckus one Bret got back... and if this could be approached the right way...


Bret's cell phone rings, and he rolls his eyes. He'd ignored all incoming calls the last couple days, but now figured he could start taking them again. He was on his way home, so it didn't matter all that much.

Reaching into the backseat, he grabs his phone to answer it, keeping one hand on the wheel. "Yeah, hello." He smile. "Hey, Con, what's up? Me? Oh, just been out of town." He winks at Charlotte. "Naw, I'm on my way back now, actually, I... what's that?"

Bret's tone suddenly changes as his face pales slightly. "Whoa, whoa, hang on a minute..." Concentrating on his driving, Bret pulls off onto the shoulder and puts his car in park. "What was that? ...But I... No, you gotta believe me." His eyes widen. "Honest, I was out of town. Yeah... Yeah, I do have someone who could testify to that." He glances at Charlotte again. "She's sitting right here. Yeah...Charlotte...I.... No, it's not..." He rolls his eyes. "Long story. Look, are you sure? Well what do I do? I can't... Oh... Well.... But what if...." He taps his fingers on the steering wheel as his nervousness grows. "No, I don't. .....No, Con... I'm telling the truth. I wasn't there. Yeah... Okay, I guess.... I'll decide..." He shrugs lamely. "Appreciate it. Okay. Bye."

Flipping his phone shut, he just sits for a moment, stunned, before looking at Charlotte again. Worry coursed through his eyes. "The police are waiting for me at hom. There's a warrent out for my arrest for armed robbery and murder... They say they have proof that I was there."

He swallows hard and looks out at the road again. He had a choice.... "Con says we should go straight to TJY since your sister's boss is handling the case, rather than going and getting arrested. Turn myself in, basically, to try to prove my innocence." The other choice was to turn south and keep on going.

Bret catches Charlotte's eyes. "What if they don't believe us? What if they try to put me away?"


Getting from the airport, Jason's truck is waiting, where Con had been good enough to park it for him. Deciding to slip by his place first, Jason drives home to drop off his bag before heading to TJY. It was early evening... early enough people would still be at TJY, and late enough that supper wouldn't be too much of a wait.

Turning into his driveway, Jason's eyes widen. Parking, he points. His motorcycle was parked by his house, gleaming in the setting sun, in new-looking condition. "What on earth..."

Getting out to take a closer look, sure enough, his bike had been completely fixed, washed, and even gased up. "Who..." Jason looks back to Katie, confused. "This has been sitting at Mike's since I wrecked it. You don't know who would have taken it to the shop, do you?"

I'd rather

*Watching Wyatt and Trooper leave for a moment Dalton stands up again leting out a long sigh. On he outside his arrogance and cockiness was there and he new it, but on the inside he was just nervouse himself. Being somewhere new, it wasnt often people got use to him. His size made it hard and people always staired. Would it be differnt here or would it just be the same old same old.

Turning Dalton plays around with the masheen again for a moment till finally he gives it a wack and his Jerky falls out. Taking that and his moutain dew Dalton heads back to his office and continues to look through files and paper work geting use to everything in this new place.*

*Jess can't help but giggle as she leans on the counter her eyes meeting Carsons.*

"Well I was thinking about it, but since you asked nicly I guess I can stop by and pick you up. Bring some milkshakes?"

*Standing Jess gathers her things and leans the money on the counter for her coffee. Throwing a wave to Aerith.*

"Once I am settled in my new place I will have to have you and Wyatt come over. I know you alot now but I know nothing about him."

*Aerith gives a smile and throws a wave to Jess.*

"Her sounds like a plan to me. If food is involved I dont think Wyatt will mind."

*Jess gives a nod. It was nice having a few new friends and Aerith had been the first besides Carson. She was nice and Jess liked talking to her. Looking back to Carson Jess brings a hans to his face and runs it over his cheek ending at his chin.*

"I'll see you later Hun."

*Turning Jess exits Mom and Pop's to head home and finish the packing she had to do.*

*Charlotte cant help but give a laugh at Bret. Finally stepping away she grabs her own bag and heads for the door.*

"Ok that sounds good to me. I'll only need a few few things, and a lot of the stuff at my apartment can go to the salvation army or whatever because you have alot of what I have already. Maybe you can come over with me and help me decied what to take and what not to. Like I dont know if you would like my coutch better than yours so on and so forth. All in all though I really don't have much."

*As Charlotte heads down the hall with Bret a suddin nearousness enters her stomach. It was strange almost like something was wrong. Figuring it was just the fact of telling her sister what was up Charlotte shruges it off. Linking her arm with Bret's.*

"I dont need a coin to tell me, I would rather die tomarrow than today."

*Turning and looking at Jason Katie smiles. She felt so much better now, her heart still acked for the loss of Scott but now she was able to deal with it and new she could face work. He was in a better place now and she would see him again sometime. Also, now having Jason again made things a little better too. It was nice not to have to hide her feelings and it was a good feeling to have it returned again. It made Katie feel good inside.

No, thank you for coming to get me, this time I think you were the Hero.

Katie leans her head on Jason's shoulder and closes her eyes. She wan't tired, but she was comfortable enough to fall asleep.*

Trooper

Trooper continues to growl, shifting his head warily as Dalton lowers himself to a knee.

"Trooper, come on," Wyatt begs.

Staring at Dalton for several tense moments, the massive dog finally stops showing his teeth, even though the low rumblings still come from his throat. Eventually, he takes a couple more cautious steps forward, sniffing the air until his nose is almost touching the outstretched hand. Giving one last short woof as if to say "I got my eye on you," Trooper turns around and trots back over to Wyatt, looking up at him to signal that he was now ready to go outside.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Wyatt grumbles as he latches the leash onto Troopers collar. "You stupid..." Looking up at Dalton, he apologizes. "Sorry about that. This is Jason's mutt. Well...I guess technically it's TJY's, but Jason is the only one Trooper ever listens to."

As if to prove the point, Trooper tugs on the leash, making Wyatt stumble. "Somehow I got cursed with being the first one called when Jason is out of town, to take care of this dang brute. We get along as long as it's Trooper's idea." Wyatt shakes his head. "If Jason is gone for a length of time, we seem to work most of our differences out, but the first few miles are torture."

He yanks on the leash again, trying to get Trooper to sit down. "Anyway...you should be alright now that he's seen you."


"Mmm..." Carson grins. "I'd love to have the first meal in your new place with you. I doubt it would take too much convincing to get Herb to let me off early even though I was late this morning. Just swing by here later and if I can, I'll go back with you." He gives Jess a sly look. "Unless you're planning on making me walk."


Bret's eyes shine as he returns Charlotte's kiss, wrapping his arms around her. "I think it was worth it too." His voice grows quiet. "And it's only just begun."

Just looking at his bride for several minutes, he finally lets her go. "Alright then. Let's hit the road. I vote we grab lunch on the way back... then we split up at my place so you can go get at least a few things to survive a night or two until you can move, while I make sure no one's been stupid enough to do anything to the house while I've been gone, and..."

Slinging his bag over his shoulder, Bret stops, rolling his eyes. "And after that it's a coin toss when to pay your sister a visit." He grins. "Tonight may or may not be a good night to die."


Jason stares out the window of the plane, watching the clouds go by. He owed Con a thanks for this one... the trip had changed everything... and the future was looking just a little bit brighter now.

He turns his head to look at Katie, just letting his eyes rest on her face. Thanks for everything, Hero...

First Meal

* Dalton fidgets with the mashean. He is suddenly put on alart as he hears Wyatt's voice in a state of frustration and even a little bit of panic. As His back is still turn to the door he suddenly can hear the growls. Slowly turning around Dalton eyes the large dog for a moment.

Seeing Wyatt come up to the dog and not obayng his orders one could observe this was not his dog. But still the dog meant business and would protect those in the building.

Moving slowly Dalton lowers to one knee and bends over just slightly so that he he is about eye level with the dog. For a moment he looks Trooper in the eyes trys to prove he was not a threat. Not moving to fast as to startle the dog Dalton holds out his hand as an offer for the dog to sniff his hand.*

"I was told to look out for the watch dog. You must be him huh?"

*Dalton stays still with his hand out to Trooper but still keeps his gurad up just in case the dog still did not like him.*

*Jess receives the kiss from Carson with a smile on her face. Over the last few days they had spent a decint amount of time together like normal and when Jess was not at work, or with Carson she was busy packing. Now finally the day had come and she would move.

Pulling away from Carson Jess can't help but smile even more. Life seemed good and was slowly getting better. Is was nice to have things go in the right direction for once.*

"Well, I didn't know if you could get off work early tonight and help me move into my new place. If not its not big deal I just could use the help and I wanted you to have the first meal there with me."

*Putting her bag on the ground for a moment Charlotte comes up behind Bret and wraps her amrs around his wast. It hadn't been to long yet but so far she was loved being Ms. Charlotte Parker. It gave her an unending happyness she had never felt before. Continuing to hold Bret Charlotte gives a small chuckle.*

"She is going to kill us you know that? Picturing her face in my head right now is kind of funny."

*Charlotte lets go of Bret and walks around so she is standing in front of him putting her arms around his neck and pulling him a little bit closer Charlotte brings her lips to his for a moment and than once again draws away still holding on to him.*

"No matter what she says it was worth it and I know I made the right desition."

Guard dog

Wyatt opens his mouth to say something else, but stops, just watching Dalton walk away. Well, that had been...a little awkward. He lifts his eyebrows at the reason for Dalton's leaving. What was it with tech guys anyway?

He gives a little sigh. Well...maybe inviting Dalton to hang out at supper hadn't been the greatest idea, but he hadn't been able to come up with anything else. If Dalton wasn't a people person, Wyatt didn't want to make him feel uncomfortable... It was different though... such a contrast to Scott...

He shakes his head and turns to leave the office. He needed to quit comparing Dalton to Scott. Walking down the hall, he hollers over his shoulder. "If the machine doesn't work, just give it a whack - usually does the trick."

A low bark from Jason's office interrupts his train of thought. Oh yeah...he'd forgotten. Con had told him Trooper was here and needed to be looked after.

Sighing, Wyatt goes to Jason's door and is sure to speak before opening it. "Hey, buddy, it's just me...coming in now..." He opens the door cautiously, seeing the massive dog look at him with distrust before sniffing the air, then deciding Wyatt was a friend not foe.

Wyatt lets out a breath of relief. He'd taken care of Trooper at his own house, he'd watched him for quite the length of time, and often whenever Jason was gone... But he and the dog never could seem to get along all that well. And whenever Jason had been around, once it was just Wyatt and Trooper again, the dog seemed to have to get to know him all over again, starting with distrust, and working his way up to plain disobedient. He wasn't mean, and didn't threaten Wyatt, but if caught off guard, especially by anyone going into Jason's office, Trooper was unpredictable.

"Alright, big guy. Where's your leash? Con said it was..."

Trooper has no intention of waiting and bolts.

"Trooper! Heel!"

No use. The dog paid no mind to Wyatt. But instead of going for the exit, he lumbered down the hall toward the breakroom, and the sound of someone he considered to be an intruder. Stopping in the doorway, the fur on the back of his neck bristles, and his lips raise to show his teeth as a low growl comes out. He eyes Dalton with suspicion, and takes a protective stance.

"Trooper, no! Back off!" Wyatt jogs up to him, just to be snapped at when getting too close. Jerking back, Wyatt scowls. "Mutt, this is the last time, or so help me, I'll shoot you myself. Back off!"

Trooper licks his chops and backs up a step, but continues to growl with no intention of stopping.

Wyatt reaches for his collar, but the dog snaps as him again, warning him not to touch him. Wyatt was irritated and just a little scared. His words are spoken in annoyance through his teeth. "Jason, you are dead." He tries again. "Trooper. Heel."

Instead, Trooper takes several steps into the breakroom, his head lowered as he continues to growl and make his way toward Dalton.


Carson can tell Herb isn't a hundred percent satisfied with his response, but is grateful for the change in topics. He grins at the mention of the sauce for the chicken and shrugs. "Maybe I added a little something extra."

Hearing Herb mention not being afraid of Mable, Carson's eyebrows raise. "I thought..." He jumps as Mable interrupts them, and offers her a little wave of innocence. "Pumpkin pie... got it." He gives a thumbs up.

At knowing Jess was there, he nods, and rises from his seat. "I'll be right back," he informs Herb. Heading through the double doors, he comes out to greet Jess with a kiss. "Hey, babe. Only got a minute. I got a late start this morning. How ya doing?"


Bret sighs as he zips up his duffel bag and scans the hotel bedroom one last time. "Looks like I got everything... though I could stay here another week."

He turns to throw Charlotte a grin. "I guess going home is inevitable though isn't it." His eyes widen slightly. "And I suppose we need to come up with some smooth plan of telling your sister just what we've, um, been up to." His grin turns sheepish, though his eyes dance, signaling that he thought it was downright fun to have eloped, leaving Angelica in the dark.

Pumpkin Pie

*Looking at Wyatt for a long moment Dalton just studys his as his brain moves a million miles a minute trying to process and read him. What was his motive for going out to dinner or was it just his own mind that kept playing games and reading into things to much.*

"Ya I think I can manage to find some time to do dinner. Though I am not much of a people person."

*Dalton stands and makes his way to the door towering over Wyatt. Ducking to exit He turns back around.*

"If you need anything I'll be back I just saw there was beef jerky in the vending mashean and Mountain dew. I better get some to help me think than I can start."

*Turning Dalton heads to the breakroom.*

*Just looking at Carson for a long moment Herb says nothing. You could lead a horse to water but you cant make them drink. The more you try and force them the more they wont. The same was with Carson. Herb could push all he wanted but that wouldnt make Carson tell what he was doing. Eventuly it would just drive him away. Finally giving a nod Herb talks.*

"Ok, I believe you. If you need to talk about anything, anything at all. I'm here for you Carson."

*Leaning over a little bit Herb looks down at the paper where Carson was writing.*

"Yeah everyone loved the chicken parm. Since you came they say the sause tasts even better. I dont know if you add some extra stuff to it, or if its just a knack you have but you do good. Oh, and Mable said we had to add pumpkin pie to the list or she will have our heads."

*Herb can't help a small cheese grin that pass his face as he leans a little closer to Carson.*

"Personaly I'm not scaired of her."

*As if hearing everything Mable pokes her head into the kitchen.*

"HERB..."

*Herbs eyes go wide as he gives a little jump not exspecting Mable to be right there.*

"Yes dear?"

*Mable can't help the smile as the sounds of Aerith and Jess giggles come from the other room both peeking there heads over the counter window.*

"First, Did you tell Carson to put pumpkin pie on the menu?"

*Herb looks to Carson and shakes his head a little and than looks back to Mable.*

"Yes dear."

*Mable smiles.*

"Good, and Second, Carson Jess is here to see you."

*Mable stratens and turns around leaving the kitchen.*

Not saying

“Yeah…it’ll just take time,” Wyatt agrees. “We’re not that bad of a bunch once you get used to us.” He smiles a little, trying to overcome his own discomfort. “Say, um… I don’t know what any of your plans are, but there’s a little family Italian place downtown that we all like to hang out at… maybe some of us can get together for supper or something… kinda get to know each other a little better.”


Carson’s eyes stayed glued to the table as Herb gently confronts him. He wanted to get upset, but knew he had no right to. He’d asked Herb from the get-go to keep an eye on him, and he was doing just that. Carson couldn’t retaliate, nor could he deny that he’d just told a lie to someone who’d been trying to help him change.

He fidgets with his pen in his hand, weighing his options. Finally he answers, though his eyes are still down. “I…I’ve just had a few delays on my jogging route, that’s all.”

A bit of heat returns to his face. “It just…um… it’s kinda stuff I wanted to do, that’s all.” He shrugs.

Eventually, Carson glances up to look Herb in the eye. “I haven’t had a drop of liquor.”

ask again

*Dalton raises an eyebrow to Reese and looks up at him shaking his head.*

"I wasn't trying to say Scott didnt show you guys anything I was just stating that I will show you all a few tricks so you can have the feeling of...."

*Figuring it was a lost cause Dalton just shakes his head and looks at the computer again. Not even bothing to notice that Reese had left and Wyatt enters till he speaks.

Looking up and at Wyatt's hand for a moment than reaches out to shake it. Giving a small nod.*

"Nice to meet you. It will just take time for everyone to get use to me. I'll be fine as well, just need to get use to where everything is."

*Studying Carson for a moment Herb's worry only increases for a moment being able to see through his lies. Walking over to the table where Carson was sitting Herb leans on the table. He didnt want Carson to think he didnt trust him but he did ask to be looked after.*

"Carson, I trust your not getting into trouble but your back in controll of your money but you still asked to be looked after and thats what I am doing. Lieing about where you were is not going to help you any. I am sure you have a good reason for being late but how is anyone going to trust you if you can't be honest about the simple things."

*Herb eyes his friend and gives a smile trying his best to let his trust show through.*

"So, I'll ask you again before we start the fall menu. How come you have been late the last few days?"

*Herb slides into the chair next to Carson and looks down at the paper he was working on trying to keep the atmaushepe comfortable as he could for his young friend.*

Menu

Reese watches Dalton for a few minutes, making sure he was set. At the comment about learning though, he crosses his arms, a little defensive. "Scott did a very good job at showing us everything we needed to know, and taught us all a lot. Now I'm not saying we're idiots around here, but some of us aren't as computer savvy as others. Besides that, we can learn all we can, but we still don't have enough time to keep up with this stuff on our own, which is why we needed you."

Hearing Dalton speak of Scott's organized information, Reese gives a satisfied nod. "Scott may have appeared scatterbrained, but he did keep all the necessary information nice and neat. And...I expect you'll do the same."

Feeling a little overly tense about the whole thing, Reese decides just to make his exit. "Don't have to clock in an out, but I'd appreciate it if you at least let Susanne or myself know when you're here or gone. If you need anything, holler."

Without waiting for a response, Reese heads out of the office. He almost runs into Wyatt in the hall, but barely excuses himself before aiming for his own office. Wyatt lifts his eyebrows and looks into Scott's office, seeing the new guy. Glancing back to his dad, then back to Dalton, he gives a little sigh and enters. He'd just gotten in, so hadn't met him yet.

He walks up to the desk and extends his hand. "Hi, Dalton. I'm Wyatt. You'll have to excuse my dad's abruptness. We, um... we're not used to not having Scott around here. I'm sure this puts you in a bit of an odd position."


Jason gives Katie a smile, glad that she felt strong enough to return with him. "Alright then...if we want to be back before midnight, we better get cracking."

After gathering up their things, and saying goodbye to Cindy and Wes, Jason and Katie head to the ranch.


Carson gives a little groan and rolls his eyes. He'd forgotten all about the menu. "Sorry...slipped my mind. I'll get right on that." He flops down in a chair at the little table in the corner of the kitchen and grabs a napkin to scribble on.

Hearing Herb's question though, he raises his head, a bit of color coming to his face. Now that he had back his control over his own money, did Herb suspect he was getting into trouble again?

"I, um..." Carson fished for a moment. "Yeah...yeah, everything is fine." He forces a crooked smile. "They got construction up on fifth, so my jogging route had to change a bit. Not to mention, my watch petered out on me a few days ago. I just gotta get back on track. Sorry about being late."

He looks back down quickly at his task and swallows hard, wondering if Herb sensed the lame fib. His jogging route never had gone up fifth street before.

Sighing, he tries to concentrate as his mind wants to wander. "I think we should keep the chicken parmigiana around - that's a favorite. Hey, did you ever offer chicken and shrimp, like with a parmesan cream sauce?" He squints, trying to think, then snaps his fingers. "What'd they call... carbonara, yeah."

Ready

*Dalton follows Reese around TJY, not saying much but exstending his hand to the few people he was introduced to. This certinly was differnt than the base back in Arizona for sure and it would take some getting use to.

Finally getting to the office that would now be his Dalton ducks and enters the room scanning his new work area. As Reese talks Dalton goes over to the desk and flips on the computer taping his large finger absintmindly on the edge as the computer boots. After the computer is booted Dalton is already busy typing away at the keybored looksing at files and folders trying to see everything they had.*

"Ah, this should be cake walk your netword is GAN. It's not hard to work I can even show you how yourself so your not so lost next time."

*Dalton continues to type and look at differnt things before finally looking up at Reese again. With a bit of unintended harshness in his voice Dalton reply to Reese.*

"I have no problem running to the aid of whoever has the problem, I'll show them how to fix it as well. You'll never learn anything if yours not showed."

*Clicking away a little more Dalton finally removes his sunglasses and puts them ontop of his head. It seems he was amazed and even inthralled about the word Scott had done.*

"Scott really did make sure everything was covered here. I've been here only a few hours and already know so much. He left no table unturned."

*Silent again for a moment and than almost as if coming out a trans Dalton looks to Reese.*

"I'm ok on a place. Thank you though."

*Turning in the spinning chair Dalton goes to one of the fileing cabnits and starts pulling out a few papers.*

*Katie sits at the small table and takes a sip of her milk. Thinking for a moment before speeking.*

"Yeah I better head to the ranch and say hi to Rosetta and Mick or they will never let it down."

*Standing Katie walks her glass to the sink before returning to the table.*

"After that...."

*Katie stops and thinks for a moment before looking to Jason and giving a smile.*

"...I think I am ready to go back to Nevada so I will come along with you."

*As Carson enters the kitchen Herb raises an eyebrow only momnetarly at Carson. He's noticed he had been late the last few days and had let it slide. Carson was doing really well with staying out of trouble but now, it was starting to worry Herb even though he new in his heart it was probely nothing.*

"Well...you can start with making up the fall menu for me."

*Herb gives a small smile knowing Carson probely forgot with everything that was going on.*

"I need that done by the end of the week. If you changed your mind about making it up for me thats ok. I can do it just give me the word."

*Going back to what he was doing Herb is quiet for a long while before turning back around to Carson and giving a small nod, his tone kept even so Carson didn't feel like he was attacking him.*

"Is everything going ok Carson? I've noticed you have been late the last few days and I just want to make sure everything is alright."

Dibs

Susanne watches Dalton leave, cocking her head a little. He was certainly an interesting replacement for Scott... talk about opposites. Getting into her desk drawer for a ruler, she spies an expired coupon for beef jerky that she'd planned to pass along. She hadn't had the heart to throw it away yet.


Reese spins around, startled out of his thoughts, and can't help just a little surprise. It passes quickly though, and he slides into professional mode, extending his own hand. "Hi, Dalton, Yes, I'm Mike. Everyone around here calls me Reese - that one's up to you."

He smiles and tucks Scott's nameplate in his back pocket. "Good to have you - we're going crazy around here. You'd think our computers would at least work for a little while, but as luck would have it..."

Reese sighs and shakes his head. "Anyway...follow me. Let me show you around the place and the office you'll be in too."

Taking Dalton around the department, he introduces him to people that are there, shows him the lower level, then finally winds up at the office. "Well...in here's the main hub I guess." He switches on the light. "I'd try to show you the ropes, but I don't have a clue how the network was set up. Thankfully, Scott seems to have kept pretty good records. There's a couple notebooks there of stuff he had written down... then there's a couple files on his computer's desktop that have a lot of information too. I, um..."

Reese pauses, trying not to let it show how difficult this was for him. "...be prepared for the staff to yell when something goes wrong... Scott was always real good about running to people's computers, even when it was a user error. So... bear with us I guess. Oh, and..."

He quickly changes the subject. "There's a room right down the hall you're more than welcome to stay in until you find a place, unless you've already got one, that is."


Jason falls over backward as Katie pushes him. "Hey!"

Receiving Wes' words, his eyes widen. "I didn't bring the ice in here! I just..." His voice trails off, and he decides maybe it's better just to leave things as they were and not make them worse. I just made a complete idiot of myself is what I did.

Picking himself up from the floor, he brushes himself off and trots down the hall. "First dibs on the shower!"


Cindy is grinning as Wes comes up behind her, and turns her head to give his cheek a kiss. "You can get the plates out if you want."


Before they know it, breakfast is over, and the table has been all but exhausted of small talk. Jason twirls his juice glass in his hand, glancing to Katie. "I take it you're going to head to the ranch. I figure I might come along, then just leave from there. Call a cab or something to get to the airport. You sticking around here, or heading back to Nevada today?"


Carson hurries into the kitchen, grabbing his apron and heading for the sink. It was the third morning in a row now that he'd been late... Herb hadn't said anything, and Carson was grateful, but knew he needed to work harder. It was just as well that no one ask why he was taking longer on his jogs in the mornings...for now, it was just better that way.

"Sorry, Herb. Where we at?"

Love Birds

*Dalton can't help the cheesy grin that pass across his face fast before it gone again at Susanne's comment.*

"I'm sure I can handle it. Thanks...."

*Dalton looks down at the name plate on Susanne's desk and than back up at her giving a half a smile.*

"...Susanne."

*Making a pivot Dalton turns and heads back out of Susanne's office heading across the mail floor once again. Glancing down at a few people as he walked. Seeing an older man that about fit the description he was giving enter another room one would guess was the break room Dalton follows ducking as he walks through the door way making sure not to hit his head.

Walking up along side of Reese Dalton clears his trout and sticks out his hand.*

"Mick Reese I presume? The name is Dalton Heathrow, I'm the tech guy from Arizona."

*Hearing the blame passed off onto her Katie stands once again and gives a slap and a push to Jason sending his backwards.*

"You jerk, if you hadn't launched me off the coutch this wouldn't have happend."

*Though sounding like she was upset Katie's eyes show a differnt story as they dance and twinkle with light that shows she was laughing and smileing.*

*Wes can't help but chuckle and shake his head before looking back to Jason.*

"No, no curfew you both are adults who are smart I don't think we have to worry about that."

*Wes can see the embarssment in Jason's eyes and trys to make it a little better not sure if it was working or not.*

"How about next time a little less ice on the floor though water damage is not fun to replace."

*Giving a smile again and shaking his head again as he turns Wes heads back to the kitchen yelling over his shoulder.*

"Come on love birds dinner is ready and there is no way your mom is going to let you out of here without any food."

*Wes can't help but throw Cindy a smile as she is in the kitchen and than comes up behind her wrapping his arms around her wast and resting his chin on her shoulder.*

"Do you need any help babe?"