Morning dawns

Jason can feel Katie’s breathing slow down, and knows that she’s fallen asleep. A slight grin curls the corner of his mouth and he shuts the tv off, settling his head down on the armrest. The living room is dark and quiet, leaving his mind much space to wander. But somewhere between TJY and now, some of the tension had been lifted. He wasn’t sure where or how…though he had been able to relax finally during and after supper. A memory inserts itself into his mind, but for once today, it doesn’t make him cringe. Had his battle ended so easily after such a severe attack? Jason begins to realize that even though he’s worked through the past, he may very well have flare-ups the rest of his life, and feeling the way he did now, he knew that each time might be different, affecting him in different ways. He only wished he could get more of a handle on it so he could continue to function when it happened.

For now though, like a fever breaking was the sign of a sickness wearing off, his relaxed state of mind signaled him that he’d been wrong earlier to state that the night would be hard. He would be okay…and he was even more assured of that fact, knowing that Katie was close by.

Jason finally closes his eyes, ready to face the night. He stretches out his arm and accidentally touches Katie. Instead of withdrawing though, he gently combs her hair with his fingers for just a moment, then lays his hand to rest lightly on her head.

...Morning dawns with Jason never having moved all night, and if it weren't for his alarm going off in the other room to disturb the peace and quiet, he would have been quite content to simply remain for several more hours. He was warm and comfortable in this position. But he knows the sound will have woken Katie as well.

Sleep

*Katie is a bit saprised by Jason's actions and wonders for a moment what he is doing. Finally though she relaxes and her tirdness sinks in. Katie decieds she will sit with Jason untill he falls asleep than she will make her way to her own bed. It was only right. Katie watches TV forcing her eyes to stay open. It was warm on the coutch under the blanket. Finally without warning Katies eyes close and she is fast asleep.*

*Rosetta runs with Mick to the mess hall laughing like kids once again*

Stay

Jason follows Katie’s lead and helps her with the groceries. Once she starts dinner, he feels a bit like a lame duck and finally just leaves her be, flopping down on the couch in the small living room. He flips on the tv and after several minutes finds a western movie to keep his mind occupied. Settling in, he pulls his feet up on the couch, the smells of supper keeping him awake.

Supper is enjoyed, and Jason compliments Katie’s cooking, not having realized how good she was at it. Once finished, both wind up on the couch in front of the tv, the darkness settling outside to bring in the night.

Jason yawns and glances at his watch. He was simply exhausted, but there was too much tension. He didn’t want to have nightmares, but he knew if he went to his room alone, they would come. He didn’t want Katie to have to get up and take care of him… and if she did, he didn’t want to be found in the position he’d been in last night.

He glances over to Katie, seeing the tiredness in her eyes. She was a trooper, no doubt, but she was human, and needed sleep eventually. Jason would need a good night in order for that to happen, and the only chance he had at that, was betting on the fact that he was more settled with her presence.

Making up his mind to act a bit impulsive, he grabs a blanket that’s lying over the couch armrest. Lying on his side he pulls his feet up onto the edge of the couch leaving space between his legs and the backrest, and throws the blanket out to spread as far as Katie. Without warning, he reaches over to pull Katie down behind his legs until her head is resting on his hip. “Now – I’m not going to go to my room because I don’t want to, and you’re not going to your room because I don’t want you to have to come running after me. So compromise, stay here, shut up and get some sleep.”


Mick laughs, and grasps Rosetta’s hand, letting her lead him from the barn. “Alright. You win.”

Happyest Woman

*Katie cant help but giggle.* "We need Milk to go with them." *After picking up some more stuff Katie grabs stuff for dinner. Finally making there way to the check out than load the car up.* "Ok back to the Hotal we go." *Katie makes her way back to the hotal unloading the car and entering. Before puting anything away Katie looks around the rooms and deams it ok. Katie starts to put stuff away than starts dinner.*

*Rosetts looks back into Mick's eyes. This day....God he was good. The day had finally come when Mick had asked her to marry him and it was worth every year of the wait. Rosetta eyes dance as she receaves Mick's kiss and returns her own. Rosetta lingers in Mick's arms not wanting this moment to her. But the rumble in her tummy tells her its time to eat. Pulling away Rosetta smiles.* " You made me the happyest woman alive Mick, But I'm not going to stay that way if I dont get something to eat. Come on...we can come back out here after dinner if you want." *Rosetta takes Mick's hand and leads him out to the mess hall.*

No words needed

Jason chuckles and shakes his head. “If I were shopping alone I’d be heading to the frozen dinner section. Get whatever you want…I’m hoping by tomorrow we might have a lead on our mysterious shooter/arsonist, but if not, we might be at the hotel for a little while unless I can convince Reese that I’m okay on my own.”
Walking down one of the aisle, he grabs a package of Oreos, giving Katie a silly grin. “One of my weaknesses.”


Mick is on his feet, taking Rosetta in his arms with a laugh full of a happiness he hasn’t felt in years. He spins her around and sets her back down, pulling away just enough so he can see her face. His eyes dance, the love filling his gaze. He’d had no doubt of Rosetta’s answer, but hearing it sealed the joy. Cocking his head, he wraps his arms around her again, pressing his lips to hers.

ANSWER

*Katie smiles and follows Jason.* " Nope no planes for dinner. Maybe we can pick up some chicken and I can make chicken-catch-a-torie. Fruit is good too. We have that fridge in there we we can get stuff to drink as well. Maybe some bread for sandwitches...." *Katie stops talking for a moment.* " Ok I guess I am overduwing it a bit. I do need to get some stuff myself though." *Katie smiles as she pushes the cart and follows Jason.*

*As Mick speaks Rosetta for a moment is stuned. She has been waiting for this day for 20+ years and now that it was here Rosetta could hardly believe it. It was there turn for happyniss. Rosetta's smile turns even digger. Losing all controll she jumps up and throws her arms around Mick huging him tightly. Tears of happyness well from Rosetta's eyes.* "Yes Mick, I dont have to think twice about it. YES!" *Rosetta cant help but keep clinging to Mick. She had never been so happy.*

Shopping

Jason grins as he gets out of the car. “Yeah…I better get some wheels under myself too one of these days so I don’t have to keep borrowing Hal’s truck…not that I mind driving it.”
Getting into the store, he looks around, trying to push everything else out of his mind for now. “Uh…I guess some fruit would be good, unless I want Rick to ride my tail.” He shrugs. “We should probably pick something up for supper too, unless you got plans elsewhere.” He heads for the aisles on the right, familiar with the store.


Mick smiles as Rosetta joins him. “No worries. Just give me a couple more minutes so I can finish this up. I’ve been neglecting it.”

As he continues to rub oil into the saddle a little faster, he watches Rosetta out of the corner of his eye. That in itself was an enjoyable pastime, but his mind was a little heavier today, and he hoped it didn’t show too much. They’d been sitting on the Agency case for a long time now with no progress. They’d seen nothing, found nothing and heard nothing. Yet everyone knew it wasn’t over. Whoever was in charge, whether the Agency or Dr. Medridge, they were doing a good job of making themselves scarce. It only led everyone to believe that one of these days they would be taken by surprise.

Mick runs his hand along the saddle’s fender, using his hands to work the oil in. It was just a matter of time until the real battle began…everyone knew it, though they seldom discussed it. As it was, life was running quite smoothly. But no one wanted to make any moves, afraid that they’d be the ones to set the war in motion.

Rosetta invades Mick’s thoughts again as she did more frequently as of late. She’d been so strong through all of this…she always had been, even years ago when things got tough. Now she was waiting things out with the best of them, standing firm and being an encourager like no other. Mick knew that when the time came, he could count on her to be right with him to end this war. But what about when it was over? At the moment, things couldn’t change too much. Location meant everything, staying together with the gang meant even more, and though at a standstill with the Agency case, it was dangerous to shift one’s focus from it, lest there be a surprise attack. So no, not much could change now. But…that didn’t keep any of them from making plans for after this whole thing was over. His nephew was planning on sticking around, Luke and Angel would get married, Becky and Jim would be reunited, surely Wes had his own plans, Sparky would probably go back home, Eric was considering staying in the area to keep trucking, Jeff had toyed with the idea of staying at the ranch, and Austin and Con would go back to Nevada. …But what about Mick? What were his plans? He glances at Rosetta before focusing on the leather that surrounded the saddle’s stirrup. She meant the world to him…and for once, he couldn’t imagine being without her again. They’d certainly had their ups and downs, but somehow…somehow they’d managed to hang on to each other despite the bumps in the road – especially Rosetta. Mick owed her so much.

The future was uncertain…who knew what would happen with the Agency? The gang prayed that when it was over, their family would still be whole with no losses – but there were no guarantees. Could Mick not find the one thing he knew he wanted, to hang on to as hope for the future? There were no guarantees…but how much more passion could one fight with, if having a hope – a plan for a future – for when it was over? No, nothing could change now. But that couldn’t stop the hope…that couldn’t stop the plans…that couldn’t stop the love. And he could no longer deny the one he loved of that hope. Another day would not slip through his fingers unchanged.

Mick continues to keep his eyes on his saddle, moving to the edges of the skirt and scraping off some dirt before applying more oil. His peripheral vision keeps track of Rosetta's movements and reactions. “So…” His voice comes out low and casual. “When we all get through this and we take down the Agency once and for all…what do you say we finally get hitched and get away somewhere to leave all these crazies behind?” He turns to look at her, grinning with mischief, but his eyes don’t lie – he’s not kidding.

Night Falling

*Katie smiles and nods* " Your very welcome J. I am just happy to help." *As they pull into the parkinglot Katie giggles.* " Thank you. I like it. It makes me feel...I dont know but it makes me feel something. Maybe important. Like I really made it somewhere in life." *Katie and Jason exit the car and head into the store. Katie stands and smiles.* "So what would you like to get for yourself to keep at the hotel?" *Katie looks around the small store taking in everyone and everything making sure it was all in place and nothing was fishy.*

*As Rosetta finishs up in the barn the smell of dinner drifts in the air. Making her way to the tack room to let Mick know Dinner was done. They had spent so much time together the last few days it was so nice. Rosetta was content and happy. Rosetta nods as she pass a few guests, and smiles laughing as Jeff and BJ play in the yard. As She enters the tack room the smell hits her nose and makes her smile even more. How she had come to love that smell. It reminded her of every memorie. Going over to Mick she sits down next to him and crosses her legs smiling.* " I hate to bother you for dinner you look as comfortable and at peace."

Don't know what I'd do

Jason stares down at his hands, not sure how to feel. Katie was too good to him, plain and simple. His anger had subsided to leave him only with a sadness that he had to continue enduring his nightmare until it was over again. “Alright,” he relents quietly. “But just for the record…I really am sorry. I know that all this cropped up again because of everything else…and I just want to get through it without hurting somebody…least of all you.”
Now that he was out of the office, his walls are back down again, revealing the vulnerable feelings he’s held inside all day. Taking a deep breath, he leans his head back against the seat. “Thanks, Katie…for everything. I hope tonight isn’t as bad, so you can get some sleep. I feel bad that I can’t help it, ya know…but…for what it’s worth…I really appreciate you helping me.” He glances up to look at her as she drives, biting the corner of his mouth. “I don’t know what I’d do without knowing…that you’re there for me.”
He sees they’re approaching the store and takes a deep breath, trying to lighten the mood. “By the way…nice set of wheels.”


Mick pulls the saddle stand closer to begin cleaning and oiling it. The tack room was warm and on the verge of stuffy, but the scent of leather was inviting and soothing. He relaxes and begins the much needed task on his saddle, reflecting on the rides he’d shared with Rosetta lately. It had been just as much fun as he’d known it would be…so many memories had come back…so many good talks and laughs.
Sighing with content, Mick knows he mentioned for Rosetta to come get him when supper was ready, and hoped to get his saddle done before she came. Glancing at his watch, he’s pretty sure she’ll show up any minute, but it was worth a try to see if he could get this done.

Wrong

*The drive from TJY back to the hotel is a quiet one. Katie wants to be excited with Jason abut her new car but the moon seems to be broken. What Wyatt said stuck in Katie's mind. Wyatt just dident understand. She couldent leave Jason at a time like this. Him being in anyone alse hands would not be good. Sure she was tired but it was noting she hadent felt with before. Lack of sleep was the most common reprcution of Katie's past she use to deal with. Katie let out a small unhurd sigh before replying to Jason.* "Reese might not have had this in mind when he asked me to watch over you, But I new what I was geting into when I said yes. Anyways I never said I HAD to go through this with you. I want too. I would exspect you to do the same for me. Wyatt just dosent understand is all. Dont worry he'll come around. Lets head to the store and get some stuff for the hotel." *Katie turns to head to the supermarket. Her car makes the reving sound a aracing car as Katie cant help but Squeel.*

Is he right?

Jason and Wyatt lock eyes for just a moment as Katie walks away.

“What’s your problem?” Jason hisses.

“I just stated it.”

“Don’t you trust Katie?”

“Yes.” Wyatt grits his teeth. “It’s you I don’t trust.”

Jason scoffs and spins on his heel, following after Katie.

Wyatt watches them leave and just stares at the door as it closes. He hadn’t wanted to get as upset as he had…but was it always going to be this difficult? Had he been wrong to pursue Katie’s affections at a time like this? It just seemed so awkward with Jason constantly in the mix. Wyatt was impressed with Katie’s sixth sense, but it drove him crazy to think that it was a harmful quality as Jason’s problems continued.

Sighing in frustration, Wyatt trudges to the door to leave for the night.


Jason wants to tell Katie how neat her car looks, and wants to compliment her choice. But the mood seemed to have been broken. He’s silent as he slips into the passenger seat and buckles himself in. Only as they’re pulling out of the parking lot does he speak. “Is he right, Katie? I know I’ve been more of a burden than Reese intended. I don’t want what’s happening to me to cause so many problems, and if Reese knew, he’d probably let you go to another case. I know tonight isn't going to be an easy night either...not with what's been going through my mind all day... and...I don't want to put you through anything you shouldn't have to. ”

Ego

*Katie looks from Wyatt to Jason back to Wyatt again. Puting a hand on his arm she looks at him.* "Wyatt I am ok really. I got some fruit, and..." *For a moment Katie cringes at herself for lieing but she feels its a must to stop a fight from going down.* " Got some stuff to help Jason sleep too so She should be ok tonight and I can get some sleep as well." *Katie continues to look at Wyatt.* " I'll be ok I promise Wy." *Katie looks away.* "Now both of you stop throwing your Male egos around and lets go. Standing here isent helping me eather." *KAtie makes her way to the door.*

Argument

Wyatt’s jaw tightens just a little in a rare moment when he allows his frustration to show. “Yeah, well, my Dad has hardly seen you all day like I have, and I say you need a break.”

Jason’s eyes narrow slightly at the challenging tone. “You got a problem, Wyatt, just say so.”

“The only problem I have is that Katie hasn’t slept in two days,” Wyatt states flatly. “I’d much prefer if you were out of her hair for a few hours than going back to the hotel now and starting your crap all over again.”

Jason stands up a little straighter, cocking his head, his stare showing surprise and annoyance. “I commend your heroics, but you do realize that Katie has a mind of her own.”

“And a very fine one,” Wyatt counters. “But everyone needs a break, and I say you’re coming with me – alone.”

Jason bristles, both at the tone, and the idea of going to the mall. “Shopping can wait until tomorrow.”

“Then we’ll go just sit somewhere.”

“No. I’m going back to the hotel, and going to bed.”

“So you can just have another bad night and keep Katie up again?” Wyatt frowns. “I thought you’d be more considerate than this.”

Fed up, Jason glares at him. “Don’t make me pull rank on you, Wyatt.”

I would rather

*Katie looks from Wyatt and than to Jason back to Wyatt again. Know if Jason needed new clothing he would have to go to the mall.* "Well I would feel better if I went to. I mean your dad did say I needed to stay with Jason."

Change of plans?

Jason offers half a smile, not wanting to make a big deal out of the flower. It was the only way he knew how to let her know he’d really been sorry. But she certainly didn’t have a reason to be. “Don’t apologize…I deserved it.” He locks eyes with her, allowing his thoughts and emotions to be laid bare. “I feel like crap.” He forces a wry grin. “But what else is new?” He shakes his head. “Naw, my stomach and head have settled down a bit…I’m just tired and want to get this day overwith.” He holds up a filing folder. “Which is coming up fast.”

The rest of the afternoon does go fast, and soon it’s time to leave for the night. Jason makes his way across the main floor to meet Katie at the door, figuring since Hal’s truck is still in the shop, that he’ll be forced to be driven by Katie. He’s proud of her for getting her own car, but it does feel a little funny to be driven around.

As they’re leaving though, Wyatt catches up with them, ready to go as well. “Hey, you two. Listen, Jason, I know you’ve got some running around to do – you mentioned needing to go buy some clothes and such. How about I take you?” He gives Katie a sidelong glance. “And you can wait back at the hotel for us.”

Thank you

*Katie enters Jason's office and smiles.* " Hey J. Thank you for the flower. Its very pritty. I just wanted you to know I am sorry for being strong with my words before. I was just worryed. I dont want anything to happen to you." *Katie searches Jason eyes for a moment.* "How are you feeling?"

Yes?

Wyatt thoroughly enjoys his time with Katie, disappointed when they have to return to work. “Don’t worry. If Dad says anything, blame me.”
Walking Katie back into TJY, Wyatt returns the hug before watching her go her own way. He sighs deeply, not knowing if he should interfere or not. Perhaps he could have his own backup plan…


Pull out of it Jason…you know you can…your mind is playing tricks on you…it’s not real…. Jason struggles between reality and a vague world of skewed memories. He sits at his desk, staring at his papers, having been caught off guard again by a rampant memory, brought on by a name in one of the files. He scrunches his eyes tight, fighting the memory before it can erupt into a full fledged flashback.
The knock at the door is just what he needs, propelling him back to his office. He looks up quickly. “Yeah, it’s open.”

Back

*Katie smiles and nods.* " How about I show you the car and than we take your Jeep." *Katie heads to the door and outside with Wyatt. Walking over to her new car she smiles and points.* "This is it. Scott really helped alot." *Katie beams as she shows Wyatt the sun roof and every other little gadget it has. After she is done still beaming and full of energy again Katie stands and makes her way with Wyatt to the jeep.* " I am starving." *As the time goes by Katie has a very enjoyable lunch with Wyatt. Joking and teasing eachother, talking about the new car. Everything stay peacful in Katies mind and it feels good. The peace and quiet means Jason was doing well too....Finally after they are finish Katie relized 2 hours have gone by.* "Wy do you relize we have been here for 2 hours." *Katie cant help but laugh. Standing to streach she says.* " I guess we should get back before you father thinks I took a vacation on his time." *Its dosent take them long to get Back to TJY. Before going back in Katie goes to her car and peeks in the window smiling. It was hard to believe she had her own car now. When she is done she heads inside. One in she parts ways with Wyatt gives a small kiss and hug. Heading back to her desk. Once there she see the flower and smile. Katie's heart cant help but melt when she see it. Placing it in the water with the other one Katie heads to Jason's office and knocks on the door.*

Giving In

Wyatt raises his eyebrows, hearing the crash in Jason's office as well. But seeing Katie make no move to go back there, he doesn't make it his concern. Instead, he gets up and slings his arm around Katie, aiming her for the door. "Don't worry about it, alright? I'd rather you be late than not come at all. And I'm dying to see this new set of wheels you got." He gives her a squeeze as they get closer to the door. "But I'm only letting you drive if you promise to stay awake - you're as beautiful as ever, but your eyes aren't lying."



Jason raises his head from his desk, realizing that he'd dozed off. Surprisingly, he'd experienced no ill-effects from sleeping. Perhaps exhaustion did eventually override the nightmares.

Looking down, he realizes that he'd been in he middle of some paperwork that Reese needed that afternoon. He tries to concentrate, but his mind continuously wanders. He keeps thinking about what happened earlier...Katie's words thrown at him...the way he was treating her... it didn't make him feel good.

Sighing, Jason stands to get into his filing cabinet, attempting to clear his mind, but it didn't help much. Guilt was too busily at work in order for him to think of much else. Since all this started, he'd been concerned about being a burden to Katie...it was bad enough that he couldn't have made it through the night without her, and then to have laid upon her the added pressure of his health because of his own stupidity... it wasn't fair. He was being hypocritical, and he knew it. She was right...the flashbacks he'd have to work through...the depression he would have to trudge through...but his health was a responsibility he could handle right now. If he continued to neglect himself, Katie would have even more to pay attention to, and she didn't deserve that.

Jason slams his filing drawer shut in frustration. He didn't like the feeling of having his pride shattered, but right about now it was. He'd been an idiot...again. He still couldn't bring himself to share with anyone but Katie...she was the only friend he really trusted...and he still felt miserable...but if it would make Katie's life easier, he needed to start getting his act together if only in this one small area. Somehow he needed to get through this bout with the past again, but for now...at least he had one thing he could do.

Flopping back down in his chair, he picks up the phone, rolling his eyes that he can't leave and go do this task himself. But Reese wasn't about to let him leave the building alone.
He dials and waits...one rose, delivered to the gate to be taken to Katie's desk, with a simple note. "Sorry."

Yes

*As Katie is standing with Wyatt she can hear the comotion in Jason's office and knows his temper has goten the best of him. Normaly she would of run to him. But she wasent giving into his childish behavoure. Katie trys to smile down at Wyatt.* "Ya I do still want to go out. I need to show you my new...." *Katie winces as she hears shattering glass and another bang in Jason's office.* "....car." *Katie lets out a long tired sigh.* "I just need to get away a bit too and who better to be with than you. You know how to make me smile Wy. Sorry I was a bit later than planed." *Katie trys to hold her smile the best she can not leting this set back rune her good mood.*

Thoughts

Jason lifts his head as Katie speaks, the raw tension reflected in his cold stare. Her words hit below the belt, but he had nothing to say. He watches his office door close, the anger inside of him building. He was angry at his situation, angry with what could not be helped, and angry with himself. A paperweight on his desk receives the brunt of a curse as he snatches it up and hurls it through the air. It hits the wall with a loud bang, hard enough to shake the structure and send one of his picture frames to the floor, shattering the glass into a million pieces. Knowing he was wrong, and feeling stupid, Jason groans. He gets up and kneels down next to the frame, carefully picking the picture out from the bits of glass. It was a photo of him, Con and Austin on a fishing trip they'd taken over a year ago. It had been a rare time to get away from work and relax on a weekend.
Jason sinks down further, leaning up against the wall. His mind brought to light memories of that trip. He could say he'd enjoyed his time...even had fun. But had he even been himself then? He recalls all the conversations he'd had with Katie back in Texas, and his admittance that he didn't know who he was...he'd gotten so used to wearing masks that he never had really been truly himself. Then he'd thought he was rediscovering that...he'd made progress. But now...it was all coming back again. He was closing himself off from the world again, out of desperation. He didn't want the others to know about his problems. He didn't want them to know about his flashbacks or how he couldn't sleep at night. It felt so childish...
He had to conquer this...he had to do it on his own.... he had to...


Wyatt's eyes show an element of disappointment, but he gives Katie a smile, laying a hand on her shoulder. "I know. Laura told me. ....you still want to go out?"

Lunch

*Katie looks at Jason sternly* " Dont start the poor me trip Jason. If you would take care of youself and your sugar you wouldent need a babysitter. Your doing this to yourself. I can understand the flashback, and I can understand being depress, but your sugar is in YOUR hands no one alses. And you try cuz its life, and its what you love to do. I'm going to lunch now. And I will buy you some fruit and cheese to keep here and at the hotel." *Katie turns and leaves Jason's office making her way to Wyatt's. Laying a hand on his shoulder.* " I'm sorry I am late." *Katie eyes reflext she is truly sorry.* " Realy." *Katie smiles.*

Why?

Jason allows Katie to help him to his office, not in he mood to create any more of a scene and too tired to care. Sinking down in his office chair, he leans forward on his desk, hiding his face in his arms. "Good ol' Hotshot," he mumbles. "Has to have a babysitter...can't function...can't take care of himself...can't do his job...why do I even try."


Laura heads back to her cubicle, stopping by Wyatt's desk on the way. "You're probably waiting for Katie. She'll be right out. Jason just passed out and we had him in to see Rick."

Wyatt raises his eyebrows. "Is he alright?"

"He will be, if he starts taking care of himself, the idiot." Laura rolls his eyes. "I care too much about him - he's got me worried. But if Rick can get him to straighten up, he'll be fine."

Wyatt watches Laura leave, and lets out a slow sigh. Jason. Again.

Back to the office

*Katie nods at Rick.* "Ya I can." *Katie glances down at her watch. She was ment to be meeting Wyatt right now. Katie hoped he would wait alittle bit longer for her.* "Come on J lets get you back to you office. When I am out I'll get some fruit and my car will just have to wait to see you till after work." *Katie puts Jason's arm around her neck and helps him up slowly.* "Thank you Rick." *Katie and Jason make there way to his office.*

Instructions

Rick continues to check Jason over, but suddenly Jason's body begins to shake.
"He's going into mild shock." Rick stops what he's doing and tries to lift Jason off the floor. "Katie, Laura, help me get him into my room, now."

It takes some effort for the three of them to get Jason the short ways down the hall and onto the table in Rick's office. Despite a slim frame, Jason's 6'8" height makes it none too easy.

Rick works quickly, preparing several syringes and gives Jason some shots, trying to get him to calm down. "Come on, Hotshot," he speaks quietly, "tell me what's wrong..."

It take several minutes for the shots to take effect, and Jason slowly begins to relax, his breathing slower and deeper. Rick checks his pulse, blood pressure and blood sugar, just trying to figure out what exactly had happened.

Laura stands by, her face pale as she worries about her friend. She'd noticed he hadn't been feeling well, but had just figured with everything going on she wouldn't have felt well either. All she could do was pray he was okay.


Wyatt sits back in his chair and looks at his watch again. Strange...he'd seen Scott...but Katie hadn't come by. Had she changed her mind about lunch?


Jason's eyes flutter open and he squints in the light up at the faces around him. Not knowing where he is, he sits up quickly, putting a hand to his head.

"Whoa, Jase, take it easy." Rick lays a hand on his shoulder. "You're alright. Just take a minute."

Jason blinks and brings Laura, Rick and Katie into focus, finally realizing where he was. "What happened?"

"You passed out." Rick sits on the high table and shines a light in Jason's eyes, having him follow his moving finger. "Good thing Katie found you or else you might have had some permanent damage."

Jason frowns, not understanding.

Rick sighs. "Jason, how long have you been sick like this?"

"I don't know...a few days maybe."

Rick rolls his eyes. "I'm here for a reason you know. Are you that stupid not to come see me before you kill yourself?" He shakes his head, the gentle reprimand hanging on his tone. "Let me guess... You've had severe headaches, nausea, can't keep food down..."

Jason nods lamely, for once not finding enough energy to argue or even pretend he's fine.

"Uh-huh." Rick nods. "If I had readings like these I'd probably feel the same way." He taps his clipboard. "Your blood sugar is way out of whack, your blood pressure is in the danger zone...and have you been taking anything for your headaches?"

"Advil."

"On an empty stomach."

"I guess."

Rick keeps himself from rolling his eyes, but he lets out another sigh. "And you wonder why you get sick? You've got a better brain than that." He stands up to put away some of his supplies, but keeps talking. "How's your emotional state?"

"What?" Jason frowns, unsure how to answer that one.

"Look, it's no secret that losing your house and more isn't the easiest thing in the world. I also know you worry about your mother. I also know that you had to give up your dog." Rick turns around and crosses his arm, having no problems with being this blunt. "Emotions can wreak havoc with one's physical system, Jason. Ulcers can form because of stress and worry. Heightened emotions can cause blood pressure to skyrocket. How long has it been since you've had this much trouble with your sugar?"

Jason shrugs, finding it hard to even argue. "It's been a while."

"The last time I had you in here because of your sugar, you had an excuse - it was five years ago and you didn't know you had a problem. What excuse do you have now?" Rick doesn't let him answer. "You need to relax, Hotshot, before you kill yourself. From here on out, I want you to watch your diet, and for pete's sake, eat some fruit regularly instead of candy all the time. Candy's sometimes a must for emergencies, but you shouldn't be having emergencies that often. And don't tell me you haven't used that cure - right about now your sugar's high enough to last a normal person a week. The problem is that instead of keeping yourself on an even keel, your levels are going like this..." He creates a severe mountain range in the air. "...As far as your blood pressure goes, you just need to settle down those nerves of yours, and I think you'll find your headaches start to go away too." Rick reaches to his counter to grab a small device. "And I want you checking your blood sugar often until you get yourself back into a healthy routine."

"Aw, Rick..."

"Don't 'aw' me," Rick counters sternly. "You do as I say or I'll go over your head and request Reese put you on medical leave. Now you eat better, stop taking meds on an empty stomach, relax that brain of yours, and come back in a week to show me what your sugar levels have been doing." Rick glances Katie's direction. "Think you can make sure he does all that? I don't trust him to do it himself."

Sugar

*Kneeling down next to Jason still Katie stays calm.* " I'm not sure. I just got back and when I cam in here he was siting there. It looks like he threw up whatever he had eaten. I know he's been having problems with his sugar. He might of let it get to low and than eat to fast. He tryed to stand up when he saw me, and he got dizzy and passed out. Thats all I know." *Katie watches Rich and Jason intently hoping he will be ok.*

Questions

Laura is walking down the hall with some papers, and hears Katie’s call. Moving quickly, she opens the bathroom door, her eyes widening. “What happened?” Without waiting for a response, she yells down the hall to Rick who had just disappeared around the corner. “Rick! Get over here, pronto!”

Rick stops in his tracks and jogs in her direction, sensing the urgency. “What is it?”

Laura points.

Rick is quick to enter, and kneels down next to Katie. He checks Jason’s pulse and eyes quickly. “Katie, what happened? How did you find him? How long has he been here?”

Help

*Katie grabs Jason and calls for help. Decieding she needed to take him to the medicle room to get looked at. His sugar must have droped.*

Something wrong

Scott is taken completely off guard by Katie’s hug, and just stares at her as she walks ahead of him into the building. A delighted smile reaches his face and he saunters into the office...though tripping over the doorjam on his way in.


Jason lifts his tired eyes to see Katie. He forces a scoffing laugh. “What? Don’t I look okay?” He leans against the wall, reaching up to try and get himself up off the floor. Making it to his feet though, the room begins to spin. He staggers as everything starts to go dark. Bending over, he tries to shake it off…he had to have simply gotten up too quickly. But his body refuses to pay heed to his will, and lets go.
Passing out, Jason sinks to the floor once again.

Are you ok

*As Katie drives up in front of TJY she parks her new car and jumps out. As Scott exits his Katie runs over to him and Hugs him.* " I LOVE IT. Thank you Scott for coming along." *As Katie bounces along she enters TJY and makes her way to Reese office, Singing as she enters and gingles her keys.* " I need...a parking pass please." *Katie does a spin as she exits and looks around for Wyatt not seeing him she makes her way to the bathroom to freshen up. Oping the door she see Jason on the floor.* " J...what happend are you ok?" *KAtie bends down next to him.*

Email

Wyatt glances at his watch as his stomach growls. He grins to himself, just hoping that Scott hasn’t done anything too idiotic. He hoped Katie would be able to find a car…he could tell it was something that would make her feel good.


Jason eyes Jamie warily, catching the subtle reprimand. He forces a slight laugh. “Yeah…I should probably try to eat some lunch if I can scrounge up something leftover in the break room. Hal said there was an extra sandwich there if I wanted it.” He finishes his piece of taffy, his energy returning somewhat. “Thanks, Jamie. Appreciate it.” He stands up and heads to the break room.
Once there, he finds Hal’s extra sandwich and takes it to his office. He wasn’t all that hungry, but if he didn’t eat something, he’d be having trouble the rest of the day.
Alone again, Jason’s mind wants to wander, but he desperately tries to keep it in check. He can’t have an episode now…he’s made it half the day…he has to make it through the rest. Try as he might, though, images start popping up and he combats the emotions fiercely.
Finished eating, Jason leans back in his chair, trying to shift his mind in another direction. Work. The cases he’s supposed to be working on. The paperwork Reese needs to have done. More Advil…Jason puts a hand to his head, frustrated with his headache. He needed to call Terry to find out how Trooper was working out. He needed to get some responses back to Susanne. He needed to…
Jason is suddenly yanked from his train of thought as his lunch decides not to stay down. With barely enough time, he makes it out of his office and to the bathroom before throwing it up. After several minutes of physical distress, he groans in frustration, sinking to the floor as he tries to recover.


Email to the staff at TJY:

Hey, y’all, shhhh…..don’t let Jason know about this email! Con has been brainstorming and wants to know who all would like to be involved.

We all know Jason lost a lot in the house fire, and obviously most of it can never be replaced. But as an act of friendship from the staff here at TJY, Con thought we could all chip in and try to get Jason something that would help lift his spirits. It’s not much, comparatively speaking, but music is a little-known passion of Jason’s, and along with the fire, he’s lost one of his pastimes, which is playing his guitar and writing music. Con would like to try and buy a new guitar for Jason, if the staff can help.

At this point, Con doesn’t know what kind of guitar Jason would want, or what the best option is. (Katie, I’m going to need you to do some sleuthing for us, if you’re in on this!) But in the meantime, until we get that straightened out, email Con directly to let him know if you’d like to help, and we’ll see if it’s even a possibility.

Remember…don’t let Jason know!

-Laura


Cindy feels warm and fuzzy all over again as Wes’ lips touch hers, and she smiles up at him. “You’re too good to me, Wes…but thank you.” She watches him leave and sighs in content. Her world back in Nevada had fallen to pieces in her absence. But it just didn’t seem as bad when she had all of this here.

Deal

*Katie nods and smiles. She hasent felt this good like she has accoplished something in a long time. Linking arms with Scott in a friendly way Katie heads after the sales man a bounce in her step.*

*Jamie continues to write on some paper.* " You should stop skipping lunch that would help a bit." *Jamie gives Jason a side long glance enough so he knows she has noticed his change in eating.* " ANother good thing is keep hard candy in your pocket so if you need it you have it." *Jamie smiles.*

*Wes smiles and nods* " Good, I dont deal well with regection." *As Wes stands he puts his cup in the sink and walks back over to Cindy planting a small tender kiss on the lips and looks into her eyes. His own eyes dancing.* "I'm so happy I got to meet you Cindy and I can call you mine. You truly are a gift from heaven." *Standing again Wes streches and looks at the time.* " Well I better get to work. If you need anything sweet heart you know where to find me." *As Wes exits he looks back one last time to see Cindy and smiles.*

Offer

Scott grins. “She’s a beauty, I’ll give you that.” He looks back and forth between Katie and the car. “I think you two were made for each other.” He leans over and squints at the price. “But…I don’t know…” He gives the salesman a sidelong glance. “I’m pretty sure that you could get a better deal on this model on the other side of town.”

The salesman throws his arms up in the air. “Alright! I give up! You two come inside and I’ll give you a deal you can’t refuse.”

“Really?” Scott throws a wink in Katie’s direction. “I guess this gentleman wants to sell you a car. You better go find out about this incredible offer.”


Jason nods to Jamie, taking the candy gratefully. Starting to feel dizzy, he accepts the chair offered, sitting down shakily. “Thanks.” He bites into the taffy, and takes a deep breath, trying to settle his body down, while attempting to continue his controlled body language. “I didn’t used to have this kind of trouble, but lately my sugar level keeps bottoming out on me.”


“Laura, you’ve got a call.”

Laura picks up her phone. “Hello?” A smile creases her lips. “Hey, bro. To what do I owe this pleasure?” She laughs. “Okay….yeah, I got time… what’s up? ….Uh-huh….I’m not sure, quite honestly… no, he seems alright, but I’m not convinced…. Yeah….it’ll be okay…. Hmm?” Her eyes light up at Con’s idea. “Oh, that would be great! He’d be so surprised…what a good idea. …well how….hmmm…yeah…I’ll have to get Katie or Wyatt in on it so they can find out the details…. Yeah…oh, yes, I definitely think it’s a good idea…”


Cindy looks at Wes gratefully. “Maybe you’re right…I should probably call him tonight and just talk with him about this… Though…” She catches his eye. “No matter what…I haven’t changed my mind about you.”

Hot Wheels

*Katie cant help but giggle as she watches Scott fight with the chair. Scott maybe clumbsy and he may make people worryed, but he was a great guy and no matter what carryed himself well. After a while of looking around and listing to what Scott had to say about the cars Katie thinks. There was 1 car that stood out the honda civic si. Katie nods to Scott. And walks back over to the jet black car.* " I really like this one. I believe this is the one I want." *Katie looks to Scott for aprovil with the make, price, so on.*

*Jamie smiles at Jason and opens her desk draw pulling out some salt water taffy.* "Here ya go will this work? My sister sent it from PA." *Jamie hands the taffy to Jason and relizes how pale his face it.* "Are you ok Hotshot? You dont looks so well." *Jamie pulls out the other chair thats at her desk and points to it.* " Sit for a moment before you pass out."

*Wes smiles as nods.* " I understand where your coming from. But maybe what he really does need now is his mom. I am sure he is worryed and feels like he is losing you. He's been the man who helped you since he was born. Now a new guy is in his life and he probley feel like he is being replaced. Which by no means is what I am trying to do. Or if you dont feel you should go to see him, maybe a phone call to talk or a letter might help." *Wes smiles at Cindy a loving wormth in his eyes. The question he wanted to ask Cindy was tugging at the back of him mind waiting to come out. But this was not the time. Not till he new Jason was ok with it.*

Car Lot

Jason looks up from his desk to simply give a short nod to Katie as she comes and goes. At least he knew she was now going out of the building. He’d have to be extra careful, and not allow anything he did to bring her back before she was ready. He felt bad enough the way it was that she’d have to watch him again tonight.


Scott glances up from his cubicle desk, a grin spreading across his face. “Yo, Kat! You ready?” He grabs his own keys and throws on his jacket. “Lets go get you some wheels! …” His shoelace catches in one of his chair’s casters, tripping him as the chair follows him to the cubicle entrance. “…after I get rid of this set of wheels,” he mutters, hopping on one foot until he can free his shoe. “There. Alright. Yes, lets go.” He leads the way to the exit, holding his head high like he’s big stuff.
Once on the road, Scott taps his steering wheel thoughtfully. “Well, we got Smith’s dealership down on 20th Street, then there’s the Motor Plaza across town, and there’s Pete’s Used Cars…but I like using an acronym for that one, so I think we’ll avoid that.” He grimaces. “Let’s go to the Motor Plaza…they’ve got everything.”
It doesn’t take long for Scott to get them to the dealership, find a salesman and begin to browse. Scott doesn’t let the salesman do much of the talking, already knowing far more than the average customer and telling Katie all about the cars they walk by. Though normally clumsy and nerdy around the office, Scott handles himself like a pro around the salesman, putting him in his place about prices that are too high, or about engines that aren’t really that great.
After they’ve made several turns around the lot and test driven several cars, Scott stops and looks to Katie. “Well, what do you think?”

The salesman interrupts. “Might I suggest…”

“No.” Scott cuts him off, still looking at Katie. “If your baby ain’t here, we can look somewhere else, though there was that one you seemed pretty fond of.”


Jason wipes his face with a towel, finished with his workout on the lower level. At least here he had the resources to keep his body active, distracting his mind for just a little while. Closing his locker though, he realizes that his hands have begun to shakes. Stupid…he’d had no breakfast, and lunchtime had come and gone. Rolling his eyes at himself, he quickly heads back upstairs, his knees starting to grow weak as his body begins to crash. He can feel how his body’s vulnerability affects his mind, as the mental barriers are weakened as well, lending cause to the need of getting sugar fast. His headache he’s had all day intensifies.
He stops at the first desk he comes to, pasting a smile on his face. “Hey, Jamie…” He leans on the cubicle wall. “You don’t happen to have a piece of candy lying around here somewhere, do you?”


Cindy takes Wes’ hand in both of hers, lifting it to rest her cheek against. “I’m not worried about you not waiting for me…I could never be.” She sighs, enjoying the warmth of his hand. “…I’m not sure I should go to Nevada though… I don’t have any place readily available to stay…and I’m not convinced that Jason would really want me around right now. He…he didn’t sound so great when I talked to him last. I mean…I think he’s pretty upset about losing the house, as I am, but…” She lifts her eyes to meet Wes’. “I…I got the feeling he wasn’t so thrilled about us…maybe it’s best if I just give him his space and let him work through things on his own.”

Lunch

*As Katie is wrapped in Wyatt's arms she looks around the room relizing everyone is looking at them.* " I guess we drew alittle attachen huh." * Katie cant help but laugh.* " I think the only really big thing I need to worry about coming back from is Scott's blunders." *Katie cants help but laugh again as she draws away from Wyatt.* "Well I guess I better get some work done so I can go get my car at lunch." *Katie gives Wyatt a kiss on the cheek and heads to her desk.*

*Wes sits with Cindy and sips his coffee.* " Why dont you go and visit him? I bet it would help reasure you he is ok. And it has been a while you have been without him." *Wes puts his hand on Cindy's* "I'm not going anywere I'll be waiting for you. Always a call away. So if your worryed about that dont be."

*Time flys by pritty fast as Katie looks at the clock on her desk. Its 11:50am and Scott will be looking for her soon. KAtie finishs up what she was typing and save her files. standing she takes the typed up papers and heads to Reese office droping them off to Susane. After leaving Katie stops at Jason's office and knocks on the door entering alittle.* " J, I am going to be heading out now. If you need anything call me ok. I wont be gone long." *Closing the door behind her Katie heads to try and find Scott.*

Struggle

Jason is grateful that Katie remains quiet about his own position, and only for Wyatt's sake does he interact with a layer designed to keep others from questioning his emotional state.

Once at TJY, he heads to his office without saying much, greeting others with a smile on his way, arousing no suspicion about him at all as he even teases someone good-naturedly. Getting to his office though, the downward spiral starts all over again. Trooper isn't there. Not even bothering to sit down, Jason grabs his phone. "Reese? Where's Trooper?"

"Terry had to come earlier than expected. He went ahead and took him since he was ready."

Jason's heart sinks even lower. "Oh."

"We'll hear from him when he's ready to come back."

"Yeah...thanks..." Jason hangs up. The one last thing he'd had left was no gone. And he hadn't even had a chance to send off Trooper to the other handler. He sinks down into his chair, suddenly feeling very alone. Work lies on his desk...paperwork Reese apparently left for him that morning...but he has no motivation to even look at it. He grabs the Advil instead, downing several pills for his headache. Pausing his racing mind, he thinks for a moment, doing his best to stay on top of things.... Katie was going to look for a car, then meeting Wyatt... Jason had to be okay while she was gone... he couldn't ruin her day again.

Without any warning at all, a long forgotten memory emerges to flash an ugly picture in front of Jason's eyes, sending fear reeling through his mind. He shoots up from his chair, ready to fight the adversary before him

"Jason?"

Jason jerks his head towards the door, staring at Susanne, his eyes wide.

Susanne chuckles. "Sorry, Hotshot. Didn't meant to startle you - you must not have heard my knock."

Immediately, Jason blankets himself with the appearance of being relaxed and amused. "No worries. What is it?"

"Just need you to go through these files on a case Reese is on."

"Sure, just leave them here with me." Alone again, Jason lets out a long breath. That had been close.


Wyatt smiles and dares to put his arm around Katie's shoulders to give her squeeze. "You bet. If you survive going to look for a car then you deserve to be taken out for lunch..." He looks up thoughtfully, teasing her. "Of course...I'd want to take you out anyway, but that's beside the point."


Cindy looks up at Wes, giving him a smile. "Morning." She sighs wearily. "I don't know... just trying to sort through my plans I guess. Worried about Jason...I don't know..."

New Day

*Katie cant help but laugh at Wyatt. She had come to love his humor, and his friendlyness. It was somethin she new Jason lacked, and hoped onday he would find it.* "Its ok Wy. No harm done." *Shaking her head alittle as Jason puts up yet another mask and lies about how he really is Katie say nothing. She new from his look he wasent going to hide from her anymore. but was that enough to conker this? Katie trys to smile and grabs her stuff ready to go. Before exiting she takes a servalence of the room to know where every detail is so when she gets back she can tell if someone was in the room or not. They had alread informed housekeeping they only wanted the room cleaned once a week on friedays.*

*The ride to TJY is a bit quiet as Katie glances at Jason in the back seat every once in a while. Katie keeps up conversation with Wyatt about kind of car she's going to be looking at and asks Jason now and then for his imput though he dosent look much like talking. Once they are at TJY Katie lets Jason go off on his own knowing inside TJY he is safe. Turning back to Wyatt she gives him a hug.* "We still going to do lunch after I get back from the car dealership?" *Katie smiles up at Wyatt a small hint of tiredness in them.*

Deliberate Mask

Jason looks at Katie a bit dumbly, not quite awake yet, and still unable to fathom how none of this had bothered her. "Alright..." He watches her leave, then sighs before attempting to stand up and limp to the bathroom to take a shower.

Finally dressed and just finished lacing up his boots, Jason sits on the edge of his bed for a moment to regroup. He had no idea what he was supposed to do now. He couldn't remember what had happened in the night, though he knew it had been rough and at some point he'd finally been able to rest - most likely because of Katie. He hated it that she had to be put through that...he was sure she hadn't slept at all because of him - it was the second night in a row he'd caused her to lose sleep. It wasn't fair to her. But what could he do? He'd already come to the conclusion that there was no way he could stop her. She cared too much to just let him go. The only way he could help her was to get through this problem.

Then what about everyone else? Jason couldn't let Reese find out about this... If he did, Jason would be forced to take medical leave, and that was the last thing he wanted at this point. Wyatt's knowledge that he was struggling was bad enough, though he was pretty sure of Wyatt's silence.

Jason knew what he had needed before...his experience with Adam had taught him a lot, as did what he went through during his kidnapping to overcome his mental battle. He knew that he had needed time out, and had needed to walk back through the memories slowly to face them as scenes that could no longer hurt him.
...But it was different this time. There was more going on than just flashbacks...more circumstances beyond his control that were tearing apart his livelihood... and the combination was deadly. The nightmares were worse - they combined his past and the recent events, involving those around him that he cared for. The flashback he'd experienced yesterday had been different....almost as if it had been driven by his imagination on top of a memory, making it more vivid.
Jason knew the past could not hurt him...he knew that his memories did not have to control him... but what happened when he already knew that and the pattern came back for round two? He recalled Adam's words....he'd said that if Jason were ever to become emotionally distraught, or if any memories that had not been revisited were to be resurrected, that Jason might very well go through a similar experience and have to deal with it again. ...and that's exactly what was happening. But it was different...and he had to find a different way to deal with it, and fast, or it was going to destroy even more than it already had.

Jason stands up and grabs his wallet off the dresser, taking a moment to run his thumb over the words etched into it. He could not hide from Katie. She was one person who not only could see through his masks, but who somehow prevented him from even trying to use one with her. And she was the only one he could trust with his problems.... it was time to accept those facts and give in to them rather than fighting them. He could not let anyone else into this part of his life, lest it be used against him...and it was embarrassing to say the least. He was Hotshot at TJY...and being this vulnerable certainly wasn't living up to that name.

Making his decision, Jason finishes getting ready and exits his room with forced alertness. Until he knew exactly how to deal with this new mental battle, he only had one course to travel.
As he walks into the suite's living room, he sees Katie ready to go and waiting. He opens his mouth to say something, but a knock at the door interrupts him. On guard, he cautiously approaches the door and listens intently, ready for anything. He grips the doorknob and turns it slowly, silently cracking the door just enough to see out. Relieved, he steps back, allowing Wyatt to enter.

Wyatt gives him a wry grin, realizing by the look on his face that he'd caused a bit of concern. "Sorry. I was going to call before I left home, but forgot, and then I was already on my way. Figured I'd give you guys a lift." He throws Katie a smile. "Unfortunately my damsel in distress isn't going to be distressing anymore after today. I'm going to have to find another excuse to see her if I can't keep giving her rides."

Jason forces a grin to his lips, letting go of his true feelings and immediately assuming a completely confident and relaxed role, opposite that of what he's really feeling.

Wyatt turns to him with a look of question. "How are you holding up?"

"I'm fine." Jason shrugs casually. "Just a little bump in the road yesterday. I'm alright now, thanks."

Not being able to see through Jason's expertly positioned mask, Wyatt nods. "Good to hear. Y'all ready to go?"

Jason glances at Katie. As easily and quickly as one might blink, his eyes reveal his exhaustion and mental anguish, proving only to her that he's not alright. His brief look conveys a message he knows will be received - that he may be hiding from Wyatt, but not from her. Unable to voice any of this though, he turns back to Wyatt, immediately falling back into his other role so smoothly and skillfully that no one would ever have noticed the instantaneous change. "Looks like it. Lead the way."

stop

*Katie smiles at Jason.* " Stop saying sorry all the time would ya. You dident do anything wrong. It's what I am here for. Its what friends do." *Katie streches and ruffles Jason's already mess of hair.* " Why dont you hope in the shower than we can head over to work. I have to get as much done as possable before lunch than I am going about geting a new car. We need to ride around in style you know." *Katie exits the room and ehads to the bathroom to freshin up. Moment later Katie is done and finishing puting her clothing into her dresser in her room waiting for Jason to finish up.*

*Groggy Wes makes his way to the mess hall. entering he grabs a cup of coffee and heads to the table Cindy is at. Giving her a kiss on the forhead Wes sits down.* "Morning Butifule. Whats planed for today?"

Apology

Jason can feel Katie’s arms around him…can feel her touch against his skin, bringing a comfort only she can give. Her soft voice is soothing as Jason’s mind races with thoughts of everything that’s happened the last few days, along with his past. The tears slowly begin to subside, until his eyes are dry and pure exhaustion has set in.
The sleep assumed is a strange rest, as if an invisible veil keeps the memories and images from invading, if only for a few short hours, allowing his mind to drift freely, empty of horror, safe in protective arms.

Dawn breaks. Small streaks of sunlight find their way around the curtains, casting light into the room. Jason stirs. Ever muscle in his body aches, and he doesn’t even want to move. But as alertness seeps into his consciousness, he begins to realize where his head is lying. Opening his eyes, he knows he’ll never admit that he’s never felt in a more comfortable position. But an element of embarrassment overshadows any relaxation. Jason’s not even sure what happened during the night. He knows he’d had one of the worst nightmares ever, and he vaguely remembers Katie coming to him. But after that it was a blank.
His face reddening just a little, he rights himself, rubbing his face wearily. “Aw, Katie,” he mumbles. Not able to remember everything, he just hoped he hadn’t said or done anything regrettable. At the very least, he’d put Katie in an awful position. He wasn’t even fully dressed. “I’m so sorry.”


Cindy sits in the mess hall with a coffee mug cradled between her hands. She’s one of the first ones up, and finds herself alone. The night had been long. She hadn’t gotten much rest…she’d thought of her son almost all night, and still wasn’t sure why. She’d thought of him…thought of her house being gone…thought of the future. What really was going to happen now?

Little Help

*Katie wraps her arms around Jason and holds him as he crys. Gently she runs his back and his head softly speaking.* " Its going to be ok Jason I promise. I'm here for you.* " Katie continues to rub Jason's back and comfort him.* "Let it out hun. I'm here." *Katie glances out the window and watches the clouds move away from the moon and the light shines in. Gent;y Katie rocks Jason humming to him.*

Protection

Jason holds Katie's hand in a cold vice grip, his eyes scrunched tight and wincing as the images fly in his direction. He hears a voice...the voice so soothing...the voice that has drawn him out of so many other nightmares...
Then it feel as if someone has taken a hold of him to yank him from one world into the next. His eyes fly open, his breathing still fast and shallow. He swallows hard, as none of his surroundings want to come into focus. He feels a hand in his and slowly loosens his grip. He's wet and cold, shivering and unable to control his racing heart. Emotionally, all he can feel is pain. He knows he's awake, and gradually realizes where he is and who he is with, but reality still feels just out of reach.
He's finally able to uncurl himself despite his muscle's resistance, and he manages to groggily prop himself up on an elbow, trying to look up and bring Katie's face into focus. He's unsure if it's the dark or poor vision that makes it difficult. Squinting, he makes out her features, and he sees the tears in her eyes.
Emotionally overwhelmed already, realizing her compassion shown through her eyes is like a title wave, roaring in to wipe out any barriers he has. Whether in a weak moment, or torn by his nightmare, Jason's wall crumbles in front of Katie. Like a disappearing fog, the forced expression of control vanishes, leaving his eyes open and vulnerable windows into the pain he's experiencing.
Before he can overcome it, the tears come. He chokes on a sob as the emotions spill forth. Without even thinking, he lets his arm give way, sending his head to rest in Katie's lap, his face buried against her. The tears flow...the emotions surge through him violently enough to make him shake, and he draws closer to Katie for protection, wanting only for the torture to end.

Wake from this dream

*As Jason toss and turns in bed Katie hops up off the floor and onto the edgh of the bed. Gently she puts her hand on Jason's arm.* "J, wake up come on..." *A tear rolls down Katie's face as Jason toss in his sleep. Katie remembers in church the pastor had talked about how God answers everyone who prays. Closing her eyes she says her own silent prayer.* {Dear lord please hellp Jason. Take these dreams from him once again and show him he can over come it. Please calm his sperit so that he will be torchered no more.} *Kaite continues to hold Jason's hand.* "J its ok...I'm here for you Jason. Fight aganst these nightmares, and over come them again. Remember what Adam said please." *Katie felt so lost when Reese asked Katie to be Jason's bodyguard she wondered if he new Jason needed to be saved from himself as well. Katie new being there helped Jason but helping him recoved when he dident want it was another story in itself. Katie watches her friend trying to wake him from his dream.*

Three o'clock

Jason numbly takes the rest of the candy bar and east half of it before putting the rest on the nightstand. He resists her help getting into bed at first, but finally relents, too tired to fight right now. Still shaky, he flops his head down on his pillow, resting on his side to face where Katie sits down. His body feels sick, his mind in torture. Exhaustion drags him in the direction of sleep, but fear keeps his eyes glued to the wall as he fights the memories that are trying to get in the door. But resistance is futile. His eyes slowly, slowly drift shut....

...Jason runs with all his might. His feet pound the sidewalk, but his destination does not near. He can hear footsteps behind him. They are ones he fears...they only walk, but gain on him. Panic shoots through his veins. He dodges down a dark alley and back out onto another street, just to end up back at the house he feared so much. Suddenly Alex is no longer behind him, but coming out of the house with anger in his eyes. "Get inside!" he orders.
Jason turns to flee, but his muscles don't want to work. He can't move. Alex's sinister voice reverberates in his ears. "You can't escape, Jason...I'll always find you..."

"No!" Jason writhes in bed, soaking the sheets with sweat, his pulse racing beyond control and his muscles beginning to tense to the point of shaking. He curls up in a tight ball on the corner of the bed, desperately trying to pull himself out of his dream as his breathing grows shallow and he's in danger of passing out from shock.

sleep

"Yep I should of just let you die right?" *Katie shakes her head* "Ya I dont think so J. You can fool everyone alse with your masks but me. I'm not as stupid as I look. Now finish eating this." *Katie hands the rest of the candybar to Jason. Even though Katie cant see Jason's eyes she can see his emotions. His pain, everything he has worked at with Adam was being tossed out the door. Katie wondered if Jason new he was harming himself more than anyone alse could. Standing in a squating postion Katie trys to help Jason up onto the bed.* " Jason you need yous strength. Get some sleep. I know you dont want to cuz of the nightmaires, but I also know you sleep better when I am here." *Katie slides down next to the bed and leans aganst it.* "So her I am. Dont bother arguing with me. It wont do any good so you might as well just do it."

Torn

As Katie comes and goes the first time, Jason isn't even sure what's happening. When she comes back, his eyes can just make out a form lowering down next to him with an outstretched hand toward him, the spoken words not quite registering.

Fear still clinging to him, he lashes out to grab Katie's wrist, his fingers in a locked hold, fighting her for just a moment. Bringing her face into focus through the dim nightlight though, he quickly lets go, dazed and confused. Sensing the candy being offered, something in his subconscious finally makes it through to signal himself that he needed it. The form was Katie, and she was helping him not hurting him. Taking a bite, he leans his head back against the bed, totally exhausted. But the sugar takes effect almost immediately, heightening his senses and bringing him further into a state of alertness. He tries to get up but gives up, simply stretching his legs out in front of him and staying beside the bed. A muttered statement slips out under his breath, more depressed than upset. "I told you not to come in here...you shoulda just left me alone." Daring to turn his head, he catches Katie's eye with a stare that is hollow...it lacks the life that was there just days before...there was no hope in his gaze, only a dark hole that was swallowing up his life.

He knows that his actions and words towards her have been less than what a friend should do, but he doesn't want to feel anymore pain....feeling numb is easier...it hurt less.
And yet...his heart cried out for help. He was trying to overcome all of these obstacles that were tumbling in front of him at once, and he was failing.

As he looks at Katie, the nightlight catches his attention and for a brief moment, he's sucked back into a world apart from reality, into that dark room with a small light his only comfort. Shuddering, Jason doesn't want to even admit how severely this problem has returned for even these little things to trigger those horrid memories. Fear and anger creep into his veins as the realization comes to light that it is worse than it was before.

His emotions start to slip. He'd worked hard all day at building up that wall and had succeeded with the final touches only hours before. But nothing affected him like these flashbacks and nightmares. They were like weapons of war that could destroy anything in its path, his heart and mind left vulnerable and open on the battle field. And nothing threatened his own barricade like Katie's presence did.

The raw emotions pool behind Jason's eyes, and he draws his legs up to his chest in an act of nervous security, half of him wanting Katie just to leave him be in his misery and half of him feeling as a child not wanting to be left alone in the dark. The night no longer held comforting rest...it loomed in front of him like a dark cave with unknown dangers lurking inside. If he slept, he would suffer.

Candybar

*Katie sighs as Jason slams the door in her face. Trying not to let it bother her she heads to her bed to write an email.* {Dear Jade, How has everything been? I'm doing ok. So that guy I told you about Wyatt? Well we started seeing eachother now I think. lol. He's so sweet Jade. I was to bring him out sometime so you guys can meet him. How is everyone doing? I havent hurd from my aunt in so long. Well I better get to bed. Take care Jade. -Katie}



*Katie lays in bed for several hours not being able to sleep. Finally as sleep it knocking at Katie's door she shoots up from Bed JASON. Climbing out of bed she heads to the door. Stoping for a moment she hesatates. Katie new she had a job to do not to mention Jason was her friend she couldent leave him. Opening the door gun drawn she see Jason laying on the ground in the not normal nightmare position. Going over to him Katie tilts his head and looks into his eyes. Than checking his pluse she gets up and walks into her room grabing a candybar. Going back into her room she grabs a candybar. Going back to Jason she sits next to him and put the candybar to his lips.* " Eat this J your sugar is low."

The night

Wyatt gives Katie and encouraging smile. Her wanting him to meet her family made him feel good…wanted. “I’d love to meet your aunt sometime.”
After sitting for just a few minutes in quiet, Wyatt takes the initiative to move on. “If you want to come along, I’m going to go inside and start making some calls about where you two will stay tonight. I know Jason was going to do it, but I don’t want to put any more undo pressure on him.” He rises and offers Katie a hand up. “And might I suggest you packing a few things? You’ll be able to get back here okay, but you might want some extra things with you at the hotel.”

After a couple hours, Jason finally wakes from his foggy state, only to find his headache back. Hearing the others talking though, he rises, from the couch to join them in the kitchen. Laura is cooking supper for all of them, and Wyatt was on the phone.
Leaning on the doorway, Jason crosses his arms casually, listening to figure out that Wyatt is calling a hotel. For a moment he’s a little upset that he didn’t get to do it himself, but then realizes he really doesn’t care. As long as he’s got a bed to sleep in.
Supper doesn’t take long, and Wyatt keeps the conversation lively with banter back and forth with both Laura and Katie. Jason interacts some, though is fairly quiet, barely eating anything as his stomach churns with just the smell, even though he’s always liked Laura’s cooking.

By eight o’clock that night, Wyatt prompts both Katie and Jason to get ready to go. He offers them a lift, explaining which hotel they’re going to and what he set up with them.

The three head back to TJY to drop of Trooper for the night and pick up money for the hotel, then heads across town. A suite is reserved with two rooms and separate baths, sharing a living room area and small kitchenette.
After Wyatt leaves, Jason checks in and makes his way to the second floor with Katie. Entering the suite, he automatically heads to the room on the righthand side, tossing a borrowed bag on the floor with his clothes from Laura’s. He goes to the window to check out the view over the swimming pool, then draws the blinds to avoid any suspect seeing them move about.
Turning around, he sets his hands on his hips and eyes Katie warily. He’s hardly spoken to anyone all evening, but feeling as numb as he does, it doesn’t affect his decisions. He hasn’t even discussed any of this situation with Katie, avoiding it, knowing good and well that Katie can sense he’s not happy about it. “Well…I’m heading to bed. Hear anything suspicious, let me know.”
He heads to his room, but stops, turning once more. “And Katie…” He purses his lips in thought, studying her for just a moment, with his stare. Keeping his mind on track, he reminds himself of the seriousness here and the professionalism. “I can’t hide nightmares from you and I know it. I’m not expecting to have trouble tonight, but if I do, just let me ride it out. If anyone barges in here, it would be worse for both of us to be in that position.” He spins back around and enters his room, shutting his door quietly.

Eleven o’clock. Jason sits wide awake in a chair, staring at the unfamiliar ceiling. He’d tried watching tv for a while, but nothing was of interest. He’d tried counting backwards from three hundred, but he’d made it to 1 twice without drifting to sleep. His mind didn’t seem to want to shut down as it raced behind his newly built walls.
Finally rising, he pulls off his shirt and flops into the soft bed, his jeans still on. If he was going to be any good at work tomorrow, he had to get some sleep.


One o’clock. Jason writhes in bed, desperately trying to pull himself out of his nightmare. He’s running, running….fighting…screaming….there’s police… Austin… his mother… his house on fire…Alex… and even Katie mixed into the vivid scenes, skewed by a torrent of horrific images. His subconscious yells at him to wake up, but it takes what seems like an eternity plus a passing car on the street below with a loud muffler to send him bolt upright in bed. He lets out a cry as pain shoots through his leg from his sudden move.
Not even thinking straight, he rolls himself out of bed, trying to rid his mind of the nightmare. He couldn’t stand it any longer. He couldn’t take this. How much longer must he suffer?
His whole body trembles from shock, the exhausting effects taking hold of his muscles once again. Stumbling to the bathroom he loses what little supper he had before making it back into his bedroom to grab the bottle of Advil for his head. His knee gives out on him and instead of getting to his bed, he sinks to the floor beside it, too weak to get up.

Close to you

*Katie lays her head on Wyatt* " Thank you Wy. You mean alot to me." *Kait was thankful for Wyatt as her heart opened to him.* " I know your not thrilled but thank you for working with me and trying to understand. I promise I will prove my trust to you. And yes Divieded rooms would work well. Maybe I should look into geting a car tomarrow." *Katie thinks for a long moment. Than than looks Wyatt in the eyes.* " When we have time, I'd like you to come out to Texas and meet my Aunt. I bet she would like you." *Katie smiles. Wyatt had helped her calm down. She felt so much better being close to him.*