Go or Stay

*Katie squels with delight at Scott accepting. coming around the wall Katie gives Scott a big hug.*

"You'll have a blast everyone will I just know it. Thank yuo Scott for saying you will come with me. It going to be an honner to introduce you to my family. I better get ready...I'll see you later."

*Without even hesatating Katie gives Scott a big kiss than turns to leave making her way back to her desk. Her mind racing with excitment. It had almost been a year since she was home it would be nice and the fun they were going to have it was going to be a blast.*

*Jamie finishs reading her email a smile forming on her face. How fun it would be to go back to the ranch with joy this time and not the the sad feeling looming. When she had been there the first time it seemed like a place full of joy and happyness. It would be nice to go have fun this time around. Jamie wondered for a moment if Con got the email as well. As if someone was reading her mind Jamie's phone rings.*

"Hello...."

*Hearing Con's voice Jamie's smile grows. He did get the email and he did want to go.*

"I just got done reading it. I think Texas sounds like a wonderful idea. I'd love to go with you Con. As long as you can deal with my snooring on the plane."

*Jamie giggles and chats a bit more with Con on differnt things going on, and Texas about geting ready. Finally hanging up with Con Jamie finishs up her work before heading out for the night. Feeling Edd, and taking a shower Jamie packs a light bag before heading out.*

*Nate opens his email and reads the note from Scott. A trip to the ranch that sounded fun. He's been there once before but only on the outskirts. The ranch had seemed like a nice quiet comforting place. Nate thought for a moment about going. His sister would like to go and it would give Janet a break to spend time with Rick. Yes Nate would bring Maggie and Laura too. It Nate couldent see the light of one more day than at least he would have the memorie of Laura and his sisters smiling face to remember. Standing Nate catches Laura's eye and smiles. Walking over to her cubicle he cross his arms across his chest.*

"So...You, Maggie and Me going to Texas sounds like a great idea. How about I pick you up at 7:30?"

*Siting up in bed Misty looks around the room making sure Rick wasent around. He had already balled her out once and even more when she showed him the ducktape over where she was shot. Tonight she would be heading home she had already told Rick that. Sleeping in Carson's bed lastnight proved how much she missed her own. Going over to the computer Misty sits down to check her email. Reading Scott email Misty lets out a sigh. She probley wouldent end up going. She dident know anyone there outside TJY and it would just feel strange. Grabing the phone she dials Carson's number.*

"Hey there my Hot Aussie man. Are you gonna be going to Texas? I dont think I am. I would feel to strange."

Options

Scott looks up as Katie comes to him, and listens, his eyes widening slightly. The more she talks, the higher his eyebrows rise.

This was…interesting. He’d never seriously considered going to the ranch, even though it had been mentioned or perhaps joked about.

His first reaction was to decline. He didn’t belong in Texas…on a ranch…around all those people he didn’t know. Sure, he knew their profiles pretty well from scouring the Agency case, but he was really an outsider.

When he opens his mouth to respond though, Scott sees the life in Katie’s eyes. She wanted this so badly…it was making her happy just thinking about it. And she really did want him to go along. If he said no, he knew good and well that he would be disappointing her. Couldn’t he get out of his box for her?

Managing a crooked grin, he gives a little nod. “Alright. Nevada sunset…Texas sunset…they’re both pretty. So…I’ll go as long as I can find someone to take care of Domino…and I’ll make sure an email goes out right away.”


Subject: All aboard who’s going aboard
To: TJY Staff
From: Ireland’s Neighbor

You got it. Road trip! Or rather…air trip. All the way to Texas, and YOU’RE invited.

Here’s the scoop. Our own in-house Hero is the hero once again, brainstorming up a grand scheme for all of us to take advantage of our day off tomorrow. Okay, so it’s short notice, but come on…how can you pass it up? And here’s the great part…TJY’s providing the ride. Now…tell me you really don’t want to go…I dare you.

Where: The Airport
When: Tonight at 8:00

We’ll arrive in Texas later tonight, but early enough that no one can complain too awful much, and we’ll all have the entire day tomorrow. Then early the next morning it’s back here to TJY in time to prep and meat at the courthouse for our hearing.

So…how about it? No need to reply. Got questions, ask Katie. Just be sure if you want to go that you’re at the airport by eight at the latest – ‘cause once the plane leaves the ground, that’s it.


The sound from Jason’s computer catches his attention and he looks up, noting that he’d just received an email. Thankful for another distraction, he moves to read it. Opening the email, his eyes widen. Who else would be going to Texas? And did he want to go? He hadn’t expected this. He’d made no plans. It was pretty spur of the moment. But…shouldn’t he go? Even if he wasn’t feeling like it, shouldn’t he at least go, if only to see his mom? After the hearing, who knew what would happen? He hadn’t seen her in so long…and he knew no matter how awkward it was for him, she’d want to see him and would be disappointed if he didn’t go. But at the same time…he really wasn’t so keen on the idea of socializing in a group right now. Playing with the band the other night had almost been too much for him to handle…mingling with everyone else back at the ranch would be another shock to the system, and if there was one thing he didn’t want to do while there, it was break down.


Con sinks down in his computer chair and opens his email program, still running a towel through his wet hair after he’d showered. Not being at TJY anymore, he’d had to get used to actually checking his email from home, but had finally gotten into the habit, though it wasn’t often he corresponded with anybody.

Surprised to see an email from TJY, he immediately opens it.

Scanning the message, a smile forms. He really wanted to do something with Jamie tomorrow…but being able to go back to the ranch for a day was pretty appealing. He’d gotten to know the people there pretty well while he’d been there, and if everything was going to fall apart after the court hearing, it would be nice to see them all again. Not to mention, this was something Katie had obviously instigated, and Con surmised it was important to her.

Reaching to the side, he picks up his phone and dials Jamie. “Hey you…read your email yet? I was going to take you out tomorrow, but…what do you say to going to Texas? It would be nice if we were actually there at the same time for once.”


Wyatt leans back in his chair, reading Scott’s email. Thinking for a moment, he knows that he will opt to stay in Nevada. He and his dad weren’t all that close, especially since his dad was his boss, but tomorrow…they’d actually agreed to go out and do some morning fishing…something they hadn’t done in years. Wyatt wanted that time alone, and though he was sure many others would be going to Texas, it didn’t take much for him to decline. There would be more who would stay, he was sure, so he shouldn’t be viewed as a party pooper.

Sensing someone behind him, he turns to suddenly see Jason. “Oh, hi. What’s up?”

“I…got a favor to ask of you…that is…if you wouldn’t mind…”


Laura is just finishing up her work, getting ready to leave, when she checks her email one last time. Texas? She wondered if Con was going. It might be nice to meet everyone he’d spoken so highly of…everyone who anyone else had spoken so highly of. And to be in this circle of friends…no matter who went…it seemed the perfect time…the perfect thing to do on their last day before things would change.

But…she didn’t really want to pass up time with Nate either. Would he be going? If not, Laura was sure she would choose to stay here. Missing out on possibly the last time they had together wasn’t worth it.

Standing from her desk, Laura looks across the room to see if Nate is still here.


“It’s Reese.”

Carson sits up on the couch and listens more carefully to the phone call. Why was Reese calling? What had happened? “Yeah?”

“First of all, how are you feeling?”

“Like crap.”

“Good. You deserve it.”

Carson sighs. “Look, I…”

“No, you look,” Reese retorts sternly. “Anybody working under me cannot go gallivanting around and getting drunk when things take a bad turn. Not only is that behavior unacceptable, but it risks a breach in security when you’re saying things you can’t even remember. Are you understanding me?”

Carson hunches over to rest his elbows on his knees. He’d known this was coming, but hadn’t expected it to come in the form of a phone call. “Yeah…I understand you. Are you firing me?”

“No…I’m not. But don’t press your luck. Three strikes, and you may very well be out.”

“I’m trying, Reese…honest.”

Reese pauses for a moment, his tone softening. “That’s all I can ask for. Now…there’s an email flying around here today, and I wanted to make sure you weren’t left out. A bunch from here is going to fly to Texas tonight to spend a day at the RM ranch tomorrow as their vacation day before the court hearing. Everyone is invited.”

“Are you asking if I’m going?”

“I guess so. I’d like to know who all will be here and who will be gone so I can at least keep track of everyone.”

Carson thinks for a moment, then opts against it. He didn’t belong at the ranch…he really wasn’t in the mood for a trip in closer quarters with everyone else. No…he’d simply rather stay. “Nah…I’m just gonna stay here. I’ll…I’ll come in to work tomorrow if you want, to make up for today.”

“I won’t stop you from coming in, but I’m not asking you,” Reese responds. “But as long as I know you’re in town.”

“Yeah, I will be.”


Mick ambles down the hall in the lower level, glancing around and following the sounds of trash cans rattling. Finally he finds who he’s looking for. “Hey, Ty.”

Ty looks up from his work and smile. “Mick. What’s up?”

“Had a proposition for you.”

“Oh?”

“Ever been to Texas?”

Ty pauses his work. “Um…just passing through. Why?”

“A bunch from here is headed there tonight…kind of a bash before this whole court hearing, just to be sure we all see each other again if everything falls apart.” Mick shrugs. “You’re welcome to come along.”

“Oh…I don’t know.” Ty looks down. “I’m not real close to anyone here…except Wyatt I guess, but that’s just because I live with him.”

“So this might be a good opportunity for you then,” Mick prompts. “There’s plenty of room, and…well, Ty, I guess there’s a couple people back there that I’d like you to meet.”

Ty looks up again, confused. “Who?”

“Just some family and friends. What do you say?”

“You going?”

“Would I stay and miss the chance to see my fiancé?” Mick grins. “Of course I’m going.”

Ty thinks for another moment and finally shrugs. “Why not? I don’t have anything to lose.”

Get away!

*Aerith eyes follow Jason outside as he drives away. She was a bit confused by what just happend. Jason had seemed fine and than very upset. Not understanding and worrying for her friend she turns her head to Mable who just shakes her own. Leting out a sigh Aerith goes back to cleaning off the table.

The rest of her day goes pretty normal no more word yet from Frankie. Aerith couldent help but be alittle on edge now though. Everytime the door opened she snaped her head up and found herself feeling foolish when she relized it wasent him.

Katie goes back to her work still a bit on edge from what happend with Jason. Saying a quick silent prayer for his safty she resumes her work. Hearing the elavator open moments later Katie looks up and see Jason. Receving his wave and waving back Katie know he'll be ok now. Leting out a breath Katie is happy Jason made it back safly.*

*As the hours pass slowly before Katie knows its almost 2pm. After reading Carters email Katie sits back in her chair and thinks for a long moment. Taking her phone and dialing the number for the ranch Katie waits still she hears her Aunts voice.*

"Heya Rosetta. I have a question to ask ya....."

*A half hour pass and Katie hang up the phone a smile on her face. Though she never said it enough Katie loved her aunt so much. Standing Katie makes her way over to Scott cubicle.*

"Heya Scotty. So I had something to ask ya. I know we have plans for dinner and than to watche the sun set, but I was wondering if we could post pone that till tomarrow night than I can show you the sun set on a country farm."

*Knowing Scott was probley royly confused by now Katie dosent skip a beat in going into an explanation.*

"Well I know that tomarrow Carter is giving us a day off, and I would really like to spend time with you, but I would also like to see my aunt back home as well. So I called her up and asked if I could bring you, myself, and a bunch others from TJY out there. First she yelled at me for not calling her sooner, and next she yelled at me for even thinking I needed to ask. The ranch dosent have many people there this week so she said it would be perfect. I know we would all have a blast there. Its a wonderful place. So if you would do accopany me there I would like that. I want my aunt to know you.

I also kind of need a favor from you, if you say yes you will go. I was wondering if you could send something flashyer than an email out to all the staff of TJY including Con leting them know about this avent. Let them know they can bring any family members or friend they want to spend time with. With the permistion of Carter and Reese we will be taking the TJY Jet tonight stay a full day and leave early the next morning. Anyone who would like to go should meet us at the air field at 8pm."

*Katie cant help the look of excitment as her eyes twinkle. She hoped Scott would want to come along with her other friends. Passing up and opertunity at the ranch was crazy. Katie wanted to be able to shair a wonderful experance with the other if this was to be there last together.*

Day off

Jason's mind starts forming a blank as he begins trying to cope with what he just saw. Hearing his name at first, his sub conscious tricks him into thinking the one person who has always helped him is there.

Suddenly he realizes again where he is and just who is talking to him. He jumps as Aerith touches his arm, and he tries to shake off his shock. "Yeah, yeah...I'm fine...it's...it's nothing."

Hearing his phone ring, he goes for it quickly, trying to revert his mind. "Hello?" Hearing Katie's voice on the other end is like the sound of warm rain after a the thunder has just rumbled. He swallows hard and takes a deep breath, calming himself. "Yeah...I know....I just...got a surprise, that's all." He closes his eyes for a moment, rubbing his forehead. Despite all the times Katie has told him he's not a bother, he still feels badly any time he knows he's pulled her away from anything she was doing. "Thanks, Katie. I'm on my way back from Mom and Pop's. Just, um..." He doesn't want to fear what could happen, but has to remain practical. His mind has beat him before. "If I'm not there in fifteen minutes, don't panic, but send someone to look for me, alright?"

Ending the call, he takes another deep breath and turns to Aerith with apology. "I'm sorry, I..." He's not even sure what to say. His childhood trauma wasn't something he talked about openly. "Maybe I'll explain sometime, but I'm fine..." He musters up a smile. "Thanks for the chat."

Desperately trying to keep his mind occupied, he heads out the door at a fast pace, not even bothering to wave at Mabel and Herb. He had to get out of there and get to somewhere he felt safe before his subconscious decided to let go.

Filling his mind with thoughts of work, the upcoming hearing, Texas, or any other random thing he could think of, Jason heads to TJY. He makes it fine, parking and going inside. Though still shaking on the inside, he keeps his body language at a level not to alert anyone.

Aiming for his office, he glances down the aisle and sees Katie in her cubicle. He gives her a short wave, simply letting her know that he was there, and continues his route.

Getting to his office, Jason shuts the door behind himself, greeting Trooper with a pat to the head. Going around his desk, he sinks into his chair, putting his head down on his arms and trying with all his might to control his thoughts. He had to concentrate on something else...he had to...he couldn't let the memories come...not like this...they couldn't control him...he had to control them.

Trooper cocks his head and gives a whine, sensing Jason's strange behavior.


Afternoon Email
To: TJY Staff
From: Carter

In light of the court hearing that will be in two days, I am issuing a mandatory day off for all of the TJY staff. Tomorrow, please feel free to spend time with family or friends. As we know, the results of the court hearing may be very good or very bad. We all hope that we will be able to stay together as a team and continue working towards our ultimate goal of justice. However, due to the unknown results of the hearing, I wish to provide you all with this time to share with loved ones.
Thank you for being the team you have.

Carter


"Hey, Dean?" Con speaks loudly over the sound of the bulldozer behind him as he leans against a support beam to speak to the foreman.

Dean turns around taking his hard hat off for just a moment to wipe the sweat from his brow. "Yeah?"

"Mind if I switch days with Brandon, so I can have tomorrow off?"

Dean shrugs. "I don't care. Work it out with him. Got special plans?"

"Maybe." Con forces a grin, despite his reasoning for wanting a day off. In two days, things might never be the same again, and if there was one thing he'd want to do if he knew he'd be behind bars, it was spend one more day with Jamie. "Brandon already said he'd trade."

"Alright, that's fine. Just let Patty know for her books."

"You got it."

Ok?

*Aerith stops cleaning off Jason's booth when she heads his keys hit the floor. Tuning and looking at Jason Aerith can see a new look about him. Something happend, startled him. Puting the glass and plate back down Aerith goes over to Jason and puts a hand on his arm a bit of consern on her face.*

"J...are you ok?"

*Not receving an answer Aerith shakes his arm alittle bit.*

"Jason....Jason...are you ok?"

*As Katie sits in her cubicle stairing at he computer screen when suddanly she shoot up right. Something wasent right. Something was wrong. Feeling the feeling she had so many times before. It had been a while since she felt this. Almost a year since Jason had a nightmare in prison. Standing Katie makes her way to Jason's office not relizing he wasent there. Knocking on the door and entering looking around Katie see Trooper but not Jason. Exiting again she feels a wave of panic hit her. Calming herself Katie goes back to her desk and dials Jason's cell phone.*

"Jason, its Katie...its ok. Everything is ok. Your fine."

It's not him

Carson thinks for a moment, then gives a little nod. "I guess I'm feeling a little better..." He sighs. "I know, I know...yesterday didn't help one bit, it was just thinking things through that did I suppose...and I guess I've got you to thank for that."

He pulls himself up into a sitting position as Misty calls Wyatt and waits. As she talks about his shirt, he gives her a sly grin. "Or...you could keep it. You look awfully cute running around in my shirt." His grin widens and he throws her a wink. "Kinda gives the impression you're mine."


Jason listens as Aerith talks, and finishes most of his meal. Frankie Miller...why did that name sound familiar?

Letting the air settle for a moment, he cocks his head. "Sounds like that wasn't too much fun. I hate it when people try to run my life for the wrong reasons. I know it doesn't feel good."

He finishes off his orange juice and studies Aerith's face quietly. "I don't normally do this, but..." He grabs a napkin and fishes a pen out of his pocket. Jotting down his cell phone number, he pushes it towards her. He'd been so miserable lately, that he was surprising himself...but maybe being able to concentrate on somebody else for once was giving him an opportunity to focus on something different. "If he ever bothers you and you can't get away, don't hesitate to call me. Guys like him can mess up lives and you're too nice for me to want to see you messed up."

Standing up, Jason throws payment for the meal down on the table, along with a tip for Aerith. "Thanks." He gives her a little nod. "See you around."

As he turns, he suddenly looks up as a man enters the restaurant. He's middle-aged, not too tall, with dark hair and shifting eyes. Jason stops dead in his tracks, his blood running cold. Get a hold on yourself, Jason...it's not him and you know it. It's not Alex...it's the same man you saw in town once before...it's not him.

Jason's eyes remain locked on the man as he goes and sits in a corner table. The keys in Jason's hand suddenly slip from his fingers and clatter on the floor, breaking him from his stare. Startling himself, he looks down and it takes him just a moment to reach down and pick up the keys. You're fine...just leave, get on your bike and go back to work. He can feel his hands starting to shake, and grits his teeth, loathing the uncontrollable fear that had found its way back into his veins.

Frankie Andrew Miller

*As Katie picks up the airplane and reads the note a smile cross her face. It was fun how Scott and herself contacted eachother sometimes. It made her feel like a kid again in little ways. Puting the note down Katie slowly stands peeking over the cubicle wall so only the top of her head, and eyes were showing. Looking over the wall to Scott's own cubicle she see him and her smiles grows. Giving her head alittle nod to let him She'd be there. Katie sits back down and continues her work the smile never leaving.*

*Misty turns her head and looks at Carson. Giving alittle shake.*

"No I really dont, but I guess I should before Rick had a heart attack. Other than the hangover are you feeling any better?"

*Misty studys Carson's face. She could tell there was still a bit of pain there but not nearly as much as before.

Finally Misty gets enough strength to stay again making her way to Carson's phone and calling Wyatt leting him know everything was ok. Also leting him know he would come and pick her up in a half hour or so. Once done Misty goes back into the bathroom and gathers up her bloodyshirt and cleans the mess she made last night than rejoins Carson in the livingroom.*

"I hope you dont mind I barrowed on of your shirts. Once I wash it I'll give it back to you. Unless...."

*Misty gets a grin on her face as she talks*

"...you dont want me to wash it and tan you can have my germs on your shirt."

*Aerith lets out a breath staying silent for a moment. Collecting her thoughts and trying to let the bit of anger surfacing die out.*

"That was Frank Andrew Miller. I guess you could call him a stalker and than again I guess not. He's a...intresting guy. No I wouldent call it that I just dont know how alse to put it. He worked for my step father along time ago before he and me mom ever got together. Frankie would watch people, his nickname around my step dad's office was "The Watcher." When ever he had a case he'd call Frankie in and having dig up information, watch the person, see what they were doing."

*Misty stops for a moment collecting her thoughts and searching Jason's face.*

"Anyways...Frankie was pretty well off. I guess doing stuff like that you make good money. He dident work for just my step dad. He worked for anyone who payed good dident matter if they were good or bad.

So after my mom got married and we moved to New York I went into my step dad's office now and than helping with paper work and what not. Earning my keep I guess. A few times I was there I saw Frankie I dont think I was much more than 18 at the time. Frankie took an intest in me, and well He had money and thats all my family cared about. I on the other hand dident want anything to do with him. He was 15 years older than I was, and just not a good person. My family including my grandmother tryed to get us married. I told him over and over again it wasent going to happen but as you could see no one listened. Fianlly Frankie got caught doing some illigal acts and was sent to prison. I'm not sure how long he was there or when he got out. I lost contact with him, I moved, and just hoped I'd never see him again. I wasent running away per say I was just trying to get away. I dont trust him much more than I can throw him. I think the only good things that came from knowing Frankie was geting to know his sister. She was pretty messed up herself, but she was always nice to me."

*Aerith lets out a long sigh."

"I just cant believe my grandmother actully told him I was here. He said he would be back, there is no doubt in my mind he will find a way to actully show up again. "

Airplane

Jason remains tense until Frankie starts to back away. Finally seeing him ride away, Jason's hands relax and he turns around to see Aerith sinking into the booth.

Sitting across from her, he resumes eating, even though he isn't quiet as hungry now. "Don't thank me," he directs. "I'm just glad he's gone." He looks at her, studying her face for several moments. She hadn't been terrified, but this little episode had shaken her up just a little.

Jason didn't want to pry, but he felt he knew Aerith just well enough to ask. "So...who is he anyway? What's he want with you, other than the obvious?"


Carson squints up at Misty from the couch, mustering up something close to a wry grin. "I didn't wake you because you were asleep. I don't like disturbing sleeping beauties, you know."

He gestures to the coffee table where an empty glass is, in reference to her suggestion. "Been there, done that. When Carson Banks does something, he goes all out, whether it's taking on an adversary or having a hangover."

He curls his legs up further on the couch to give Misty more room. His mind was getting clearer, despite the pain that lingered, and he might attempt going to work for a couple hours were it not for his headache or the fact that he wasn't sure how he was going to face everyone back at TJY again. He really had made a fool of himself and felt like a total idiot. Getting chewed out was bound to come eventually. But one thing he did realize...that since actually talking with Misty this morning, the overwhelming feelings he'd had seemed to be lighter.

Giving Misty a slight nudge with his bare foot, he looks to the nearby telephone. "Want to call someone to come get you?"


Scott is nowhere to be found. But after Katie returns to her desk from the break room, suddenly a paper airplane comes flying over her cubicle wall, crashing into a filing cabinet.
Unfolded, it reveals Scott's handwriting.
Tonight's todo consists of a chinese dinner out, then going and admiring the sunset from Newman's Point.

Almost count

*As Jason steps between Aerith and Frankie, a Aerith's body relaxed alittle but stays on alert.

Frankie tilts his head to look down at Jaosn, and amused yet irratated look in his eyes. Backing up a few steps Frankie shifts his gaze back to Aerith.*

"I'll see you later babe. You can almost count on it."

*Turning Frankie lets out a laugh and head out the door slapping his sunglass back on his face and geting onto his bike. Reving the moter again and backing up Frankie looks to the big window of the restront and gives a wave with a grin on his face. Seeding away.

Once Frankie is gone Aerith breaths again. Sinking down into the booth across from where Jason had been siting. Puting her head into her hands pushing her hair back Aerith lets out a sigh. What was he doing here? That was the last person Aerith wanted or needed to see.*

"Thanks Jason, for sticking up for me there. He would of left sooner or later, but you helped it along sooner."


*After a short while Misty stirs. Opening her eyes she looks around the room for a moment before remembering where she was. Slowly siting up Misty gets off the bed. Still in her jeans and Carson's t-shirt. Moving slowly out of the room and into the living room Misty see's Carson and gives him a playful slap on the arm.*

"Why dident you wake me?"

*Looking down at Carson Misty can still tell he has a hang over. Shaking her head she cant help but roll her eyes. He deserved the hang over.*

"You should drink alot of water, and than rest again. It will help dilut your system, and will get rid of the hangover fast."

*Misty sits down next to Carson with great care, trying not to rib her makeshift stiching job.*

*Streaching at her desk Katie stands and ambles over to Scott's cubicle. Seeing he wasent there Katie grabs a sticky not and write.*

{Whats on the list for tonight's todo?}

*Sticking it to his computer screen Katie heads to the breakroom to grab something to eat.*

Request

Jason watches the argument flare and starts to bristle. This guy was ticking him off.

Frankie's bold move to kiss Aerith makes Jason's eyes narrow and his fists tighten. Any fool could see Aerith was uncomfortable.

As Aerith yells at Frankie to leave, Jason's had enough. Stepping forward, he places himself between Aerith and Frankie, facing the newcomer with steel eyes that look down on him. "I believe you were asked to leave. I suggest you comply."

Leave

*Aerith looks to Jason giving alittle shake. yes the tention was there, no she dident want Frankie there. She could deal with her grandmother and everything alse but not this. This was differnt.*

"No!"

*Frankie intarupts.*

"Yes! Everythings fine, I'm her fiance. So you can sit down, chill and go back to eating."

"No your not!! I told you that a million times, You only think you are."

"Awww..how you gonna go and lead a guy on like that?"

"My family arranging me to marrie you was not me leading you on. I want nothing to do with you."

"Ya know mon ame you look even cuter when your angry."

*In a swift movment Frankie takes Aerith in his arms and plants a kiss on her lips.

Bringing her arms up Aerith pushes Frankie away.*

"I think you need to leave."

"No I think I need to stay."

"FRANKIE...leave NOW."

Tension?

Carson steps out of the shower and dries off, his head still throbbing. The water had felt good, but not good enough. Taking more pain killers was out of the question. He still hadn't had anything to eat, and popping more pill would just make him sick. Though even the thought of food itself made him nauseous.

Shaving quickly and getting dressed, Carson heads back to his bedroom. Finding Misty sleeping, he sighs a little. She was better off at TJY, but he didn't want to wake her.

Opting to leave her be, he goes to the living room instead where he stretches out on the couch to try and ease away the throbbing in his skull.


Jason looks up at Aerith, then at this newcomer, immediately feeling the tension. Swallowing his bite of sub, he sees the conversation getting even more tense, and the look on Aerith's face told him she was none too happy.

Acting on instinct, Jason rises from his seat. He gives a glance to Frankie, then looks at Aerith. "Everything okay?"

Face Pale

*Misty smiles and kiss Carson back sealing the affection was real.*

"I stick with you cuz I care for and about you."

*Giving Carson a little nudge with her food she laughs.*

"Go take your shower before I change my mind from the smell."

*After Cason is gone Misty smiles again and closes her eyes. Her tired state returning along with the pain. Snuggling alittle deeper into the blankets and pillow Misty soon drifts to sleep again.*

*Aerith smiles at Jason and nods. The air around him today seemed alittle cleaner. Alittle less stress and tention. It seemed like a weaght from the many was removed making it alittle less lighter to bear.*

"I am glad your well. I'll see what I can do about that sub.*

*Aerith disapears into the back giving Herb Jason's order. Within moment later Aerith makes her way back to Jason's table with his Sub and frys.*

"I hope you like french frys as well. Herb though you would like them no charge."

*Aerith stands and chats with Jason alittle bit more once again forgeting that maybe she was talking to much.

As figure parks outside the small restront. Pulling off his helmet he runs a hand through his Black frosted hair. He stood about 6’5 and was fairly well built. Turning his head and looking around alittle a dry laugh escaps his lips as he pulls a pare of sunglass out of his pocket and puts them on heading to the door and inside.

Aerith’s head admatily turns as the bell on the front door ring. As her eyes land on the new comer her face pales slightly.

Seeing Aerith the stranger walks over to her. Removing his sunglass a cocky smile on his face.*

"Your grandmother said I might find you here. How are ya babe?"

*For a moment Aerith just looks up at the stranger. Her words caught in her throut as her lip quivers. It couldent be, not here, not now.*

"Frankie what are you doing here? I mean...how did you?"

*Frankie's smile stays on his face as his voice booms.*

"I was stoping by to check in on my sister, and I though I would stop by and see your grandmother. Since you just up and vanished. When she told me you were here in Nevada and working at this restront I had to come and see you."

*Aerith's eyes shift to Jason and than back to Frankie.*

"But I dident want to see you. Thats why I left without telling you to start with."

*Frankie stands alittle bit taller a looks of irratation on his face.*

"How is that anyway to talk to me?"

*Aerith trys her best to stand strong, though underneath she was a bit nervouse by this viset.*

"Yes."

*Frankie cross his arms over his chest and just stairs at Aerith.*

Sub

Misty's touch brings just the comfort Carson needs, and he looks at her, his tired eyes, starting to show life once again. Leaning over her, he plants a kiss on her lips. "I'm sorry for what I did yesterday.... I don't know why you insist on sticking with me."

Drawing back, he stands up, grabbing his clean clothes. "I'm hitting the shower. When I'm done, we need to get you back to TJY so you can take care of yourself properly."


Jason looks up at Aerith, managing to produce a slight smile as she brings the juice. "Thanks. I'm....doing alright I think." He shakes his head. "Nah, I figured there would be people around here today to bring Trooper, not to mention I didn't want to take the time to walk. Duty calls too quickly sometimes." He rolls his eyes.

He nods to the kitchen. "Think you could convince Herb to fix me a meatball sub?"

New Rider

*Misty finally turns her head and looks at Carson. Bringing a hand to his back to give it a soft rub. Carson had his roughness, and his softness. They was they talkd to eachother was not the norm, but Misty loved every moment of it and never would want to dream of changing it. Behind closed doors and walls Misty and Carson had there soft touching moments too. Just no one really got to see that side.*

"Dont dwell to much on the past Carson. I know it hurts you couldent save Ashyln, but we cant all be heros and save everyone."

*Misty's grin wides a bit as she squints the sun peeking through the drawn blindes.*

" I like being with you to Carson, and I know your not going anywhere. Thats why I am still here."

*Aerith looks up smile like she had so many times in the past seeing Jason enter. Grabing a glass OJ Aerith makes her way over to Jason.*

"Morning, or Afternoon now."

*Aerith puts the glass down for Jason.*

"How are you today? No Trooper today?"

*A figure exits Aerith's grandmothers house and makes there way back to the parked motorcycle that was in the driveway. The bike engein is reved and takes off down the road. Twisting and turning down many differnt roads, and backstrats the driver intently makes his way to the first destanation in mind.*

Reasoning

Carson finally turns around as Misty talks, his eyes revealing that despite his physical misery, he was still trying to sort things through.

A faint smile quirks just the corner of his mouth as Misty talks about the way she feels about him. Sighing, he stops what he's doing and sinks back down on the bed, sitting next to her. "I guess when I saw Ashlyn dying, the first thing that came to my mind was that she hadn't had the same chance I had."

Looking down, it's evident that Carson is struggling to say these things, but he's trying to, if just for Misty. "I thought about the past some, sure, but...when I realized that she'd died still within the Agency...I wished that I'd tried to get her out like I had. I suddenly realized that I'd never tried to convince her to leave, even when I'd found something better. I never tried to show her the real truth, or that there was more than the Agency. Feelings for her aside...I should have at least tried to talk to her about leaving the Agency...but she never had a chance."

He shakes his head, giving a dry laugh as unexpected and unwanted tears come to his eyes. "She told me not to let the Agency take me...so she knew there was more...she knew I'd found something better...yet I'd never tried to save her. I guess that's what I feel sorry for the most. Ashlyn was not a nice woman...but I wasn't a nice guy either. I've done just as much wrong as she ever did, if not more, and I still had a chance to turn around and find people who cared. I guess...I just wish I could have offered her the same thing."

Turning, Carson looks at Misty. "I'm speaking as one who has found care for an individual's well-being...not one who wanted to dig up past feelings for someone. I like being with you, Misty...and I don't want to trade that for anything."


Jason watches Katie leave, feeling better than a few minutes earlier. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to be doing about himself, but as far as he and Katie were concerned, they seemed to be heading down the right road for once.

Trying to concentrate on work isn't easy, but by lunchtime, he's accomplished enough tasks to make Reese happy. As his stomach grumbles, he knows he needs to eat something, but anything in the breakroom had little appeal. A meatball sub sounded awfully good right now.

Glancing at the clock, Jason figures it shouldn't be too awful busy at Mom and Pop's yet, and it would get him out of the office for a while. It was hard being here all day...so much to think about...so many things that brought on things he didn't want to dwell on.

Making sure Trooper is settled, Jason grabs his helmet and heads out.

Arriving at the friendly restaurant, Jason parks his bike out front and ambles to the door, automatically ducking just slightly to miss the ringing bell. Glancing around, he sees his favorite booth is empty, so he aims in that direction.

<.< .>.>

*Misty listens to Carson for a long moment before slowly pulling her own self up on her elbows dispite the pain.*

"Cuz Carson, you addmited it yourself that you cared for Ashlyn. But I respect that you did weather it be for one reson or another. I would never ask you to stop, cuz its just not that easy. I just want you to be open with me. So it gives me one more thing to deal with, so I get upset, I'll cool down and get over it. I would rather you be honest with me than hide it that way I CAN get over it and you wont have to dwell on it for a moment."

*Stoping for a moment and feeling a sharp pain Misty leans back resting her head on the pillow and stairing up.*

"I cant really say I understand what your feeling. I never cared much for anyone besides my family, untill I met you. Even when I was in England and I was SO mad at you, but I still missed you so much. When you left, I....I was mad but I lost a part of myself when you left. gah...i dont even know if I am making sence. As for the whole dieing thing I'd rather spend my last moments with someone I loved and cared for than alone I think."

*Katie turns and smiles at Jason. It was nice to feel the friendship again even if it was awkward alittle. In time that would pass.*

"I'm happy to have our friendship still too. You mean a great deal to me Jason. I'm just glad I am able to help you."

*Katie thinks for a moment.*

"You deserve to be happy. You've been through enough. Maybe we can go for the walk later."

*Katie gives her own nod and turns making her way for the door and than exiting heading back over to her desk to finish her work.*

*Wendy smiles up at Trent. She was happy he would be joining them.*

"Rosetta says I am like mom too. Thank you Trent."

*Rosetta lets out a sigh and takes a sip of her coffee leaning back. Learning that Tylar was still alive was a shock but one goten over and a feeling of joy replacing it.*

"I think the kids will understand Jim. Clint and Roslynn have come along way and know a great deal more about The Agecny now. I think once you explain it to them they will understand.

Its probley a real hard thing to work through your mind right now. Knowing you Son is so close yet so far. But since he is already involved now I think he had the right to know his family. But no matter what you guys decied I'll be behind you all the way Jim."

Don't know

Oh, how Carson wished it was as easy as Misty said. He just wasn't used to sharing himself with anyone...it had never been his nature. He'd always just barged on through whatever it was in his way, and if people got hurt in the process, so be it. It was new to have someone else there who he cared about and didn't want to hurt. And she was proud of him...that made him feel all the worse for what he'd just done.

After just lying in silence for several minutes, Carson finally rolls over and out of bed. It takes him a moment to stop a wave of pain and dizziness, and he heads for his dresser. "I didn't want to make it harder on you," he admits as he pulls a clean shirt out, and fishes for a pair of jeans. He still smelled like smoke from the bar, and needed a shower badly, even if he felt as though he could stay in bed all day.

"What was I supposed to say? That I felt terrible for killing Ashlyn? Someone I shouldn't have even cared about in the least?" He stops gathering his clothes, leaning on the dresser with his back to Misty. The feelings were still there, despite his attempt to snuff them out. "I don't even know why it got to me...it just...it shouldn't have. And then you got hurt, and it was like, great, so no matter what I do, I screw it all up, so to heck with it. I can't even get a handle on why I'm feeling what I'm feeling, so why try at anything else? I didn't want you to have to worry about anything else, and I certainly didn't want you thinking I was pining over Ashlyn, 'cause I wasn't, I was just...I was...I don't even know what I was...or am...or..."

Stopping, Carson lets out a groan, rubbing his forehead. Now he was rambling. Could he not just shut up when he needed to? "I'm just...I'm sorry, Misty..." His voice grows softer, though he doesn't turn around. "I guess I just fell down and couldn't get back up."


Jason finally looks over to Katie as she speaks. It felts so familiar, yet so strange to be having this conversation with her. Even now, when he'd wake in the morning, he half expected to wake up in his prison cell. It was hard getting used to being back again.

Listening, he grows a little more quiet. As Katie gets up and starts to leave, he stops her. "Katie...thank you." His eyes search hers as he tries to convey his current emotions without bombarding her. "I know...I know this is really awkward for both of us, and we might as well admit it. Maybe things were just meant to be this way, I don't know, but..." His words stick in is throat as he tries to force them out. "But I'm okay with just being friends, as long as we still do have that. And...I'm glad for you making me open up again...I know I haven't made it easy on you."

Giving a short decisive nod that he's said all he can, he turns back to his computer.


Trent stares after Wendy for a moment, shaking his head. Finally he rises and makes a fast pace to catch up to her. "You're just like your mother, you know that?" He looks down at her as they walk. "Don't ever change that."


"I don't know." Jim looks back down at the table. "I don't know what we're going to do. Mick says it sounds like a coincidence that Tyler ended up working at TJY and he's clueless about everything. He knows he was adopted, but that's it. I guess Mick almost spilled the beans a bit ago, but stopped himself. I...I don't even know where to start. I need to tell Becky, but I'll wait until she gets here...and then...we're going to have to tell Clint and Rosalynn, and as rocky as things have been between me and Clint....I just don't know how he's going to take this."

He leans back in his chair, heaving a weary sigh. "I just plain don't know what to do, Rosetta. Maybe Becky and I were wrong in the first place, but at the time, we thought it best...we didn't ever dream it would come back around like this. I mean...I'm thrilled to death that I'll get to see Tyler again, and I know Becky will be to, it's just....I don't know..."

Saprise

*Misty gives alittle nod.*

"I do, as does Wyatt, Katie and Jason knows alittle too but they dont know everything. They helped me get you back here cuz there was no way I could do it alone."

*Misty thinks for a moment about how she wanted to word everything. She wanted be mad at Carson, she wanted to slap him, she wanted to be so angry. But feeling is arms around her she couldent be.*

" Ya know Carson, your a retard and that head ack you have I should be happy you have it. If your feeling sick to your stomach rigth now I should be happy, but I'm not. I cant be mad at you no matter how much I want to be."

*Misty lets out another sigh drawing quiet for a long moment before speaking again. Giving Carson's arm a slam as she rethinks everything in her head and than rests her arm across him again.*

"I just wish you had come to me sooner Carson and let me know what was wrong. Like when I asked you. No matter what condition I am in I dont want you to not tell me something that I can help you with. or if you cant come to me, go to someone alse. One of the other friends at TJY. They care about you, you know and so do I. Everytime you have a problem you cant run away. You cant do everything alone and on your own. You need help sometimes and you have people who offer that help to you. Stop turning them away. If I have to beat that into your head I will. You've come along way Carson from when we first met and I am so proud of you. Now let me be here when you need help. No matter what it is."

*Katie pats Troopers head as she slips into Jason's office shuting out the rest of the world behind her. A bit of irratation that Jason was saying sorry to her. Giving alittle roll of her eyes she sits down in one of the chairs across from Jason's desk.*

"Dont be sorry. I'm glad you were thinking and trying to work through things. You should also know by now Jason that your not bothering me at all. What kind of Hero would I be if you dident."

*Katie gives a small smile at her comment. Thinking for a moment more words on the tip of her toung that want to be said but was it right to say them or not. Heaving a sigh Katie chooses her words wisly.*

"J...I understand alittle bit more now about what happend to you, and why you closed yourself off. I cant say it was the right thing to do, but I cant say I would of done anything differntly myself. I'm sorry you had to go through everything you did. I understand now how it wasent easy at all. I just wish I had know than so...things could be...."

*Katie stops herself for a moment before finishing her sentince relizing what she was going to say. Katie stands again, her eyes locked on Jason.*

"Well we cant change the past now, but we can change the future and we need to make the best of it. I'm glad your back now J. It dosent feel empty around here."

*Katie breaks her eyes away from Jason and turns from his desk.*

*Wendy studys Trent for a moment and than gives alittle shrugs*

"Well if thats the only reson why your not eating its silly and your going to starve. There cant be peace all the time you know. Not to mention if anyone thought you wouldent be keeping peace here I dont think you would be siting on those steps. The first step in change is actully mingalin with people. Giving them the opertunity to see you've changed in stead of hiding out."

*Wendy turns and continues her rout to the mess hall.*

*Rosetta knows her eyes go wide for a moment on the new about Tyler. She was shocked and saprised. Everyone thought he had died, only now to know he was alive still. Jim dident have to tell her why they did she new it was to do with the Agency, it ALWAYS had to do with the agency one way or another.*

"Wow...I'm not even sure what to say. I mean...what are you guys going to do? I am sure Tyler would want to get to know you. I bet this is a big saprise for you guys too."

Shocking Truth

Carson is quiet for several more moments, unsure even what to say. He felt like a miserable idiot. He wasn't even sure he wanted to know what he'd done or said. But some of it he had to know. He needed to know if Misty knew what had driven him that direction. He needed to know if it was just her that knew about his escapade or if everyone did. ...and the blatant truth was that he felt worse than he had the day before. He'd known his actions had been shallow, yet he'd fallen again.

"I...I'm assuming I must have talked a lot..." He inwardly grimaces. He'd been told he could talk up a storm when drunk. "What, um...did I...I mean..." He sighs again. It was stupid to hope anything had been kept a secret. There was no way, and most likely Misty wasn't the only one who knew about this either. "You know everything, don't you..."


Trooper's hair stands on end as the door opens and he stands up, leery of anyone entering his master's office. Taking a moment to sniff in Katie's direction, he appears satisfied, and approaches her slowly to smell her hand.

Jason looks up from his desk, managing to show a weary smile. He shouldn't be surprised Katie had come. "Yeah...I just got to thinking and..." His eyes drift back to his computer screen, his fingers resting on his keyboard. "Guess it got the best of me...sorry." He pauses, unable to concentrate on his typing, but still staring at his screen. "One of these days maybe I'll be straightened out enough not to keep bothering you."


Trent looks up at Wendy, unable to help but return a small smile. "Good morning, Wendy." He shakes his head a little at her invitation. "Oh...I think it's best I let the others gather before I go get some breakfast. I don't like disturbing the peace."


Luke's eyes shift to the ground as Angel comes and lends him a hand, but he doesn't resist. Leaning on her, he's able to make it to the door, but stops for a moment. "Thanks, Angel," he says quietly.


Jim eyes Rosetta as she sits down and gives a weary sigh. "No... I guess everything's not okay." He takes another sip of coffee, contemplating his options. The truth had to come out...if Ty was involved with the court hearing, and involved at TJY, and Mick was already there...the truth was going to end up coming out one way or another. Was it less painful to be told, or for it to be a surprise? Either way seemed like somebody would get hurt.

He didn't even know how to tell Becky though. They'd decided a long time ago what they were going to do, and that they would stick with it, for the protection of their child. It seemed so ironic that despite their efforts, the connections still came back around.

But the bottom line was that the truth needed to come out. And Jim was tired of holding it in. He needed advice...he couldn't do this on his own.

Glancing back up to Rosetta, his eyes reveal his hesitance. There was no way to say this, but bluntly. "Our son didn't die, Rosetta... Becky and I gave Tyler up as a baby. ...Mick just found him, and he's at TJY."

Morning

*As Carson draws Misty closer and speaks her eyes stay closed for a moment.*

"Oh boy did you ever."

*Misty keeps her voice soft knowing Carson's head was probley spliting. Slowly Misty opens her eyes a smile creeping across her face as she looks up at Carson.*

"But thats ok. We all act like a fool sooner or later."

*Misty draws silent again. She dident want to make to much noise knowing Carson probley wasent feeling hot and he has said she could stay if she was quiet. Right now Misty was comfortable she dident want to move.*

"Next time it might be alittle easyer to just let me or one of your friends know how your feeling so we can help you. It would probley be alot easyer.."

*Misty keeps her arm draped around Carson as she cuddles her face into his arm. Fighting the pain she felt in her stomach.*

*As Katie sits at her desk she starts to sort through another pile of papers Jamie had left for her on the desk. Katie felt bad for her, of the last year there had been so much that destracted her from work that they were still trying to catch up. Leting out a sigh Katie continues. At least there was stuff to do.

As Katie continues to work when a feeling comes over her. The feeling she felt so many times before. Memories start to fill her mind of Jason over his time in prison, his feeling emotions. Absorbing the emotions and memories like a spunge Katie leans her head in her hands on the desk. Once the emotions are cut off Katie leans back with a new understanding. Everything Jason went through, what she felt probley wasent even half of it but it brang a new feeling, a new understand of what Jason went though. No wonder he was so drawn back, closed off the pain he indured was great indeed.

Once Katie recomposed herself and gets his mind clear Katie looks to Jason's office. If anything alse were wrong she would feel it but still something tugged at her heart. Standing Katie slowly makes her way to Jason's office and know softly on the door opening it a crack and poking her head in. A smile on her face.*

"Are ya doing J?"

*Rosetta makes her way into the mess hell BJ close on her tail. After geting inside Bj breaks off to go into the TV room and watch Cartoon while Rosetta heads into the kitchen to get some coffee and starts breakfest. Feeling as though she wasent in the mess hall alone Rosetta scans the room her eyes landing on Jim. He looks so distraught in the courner but why. Grabing her mug she makes her way over and sits down hoping he wont mind.*

"Morning Jim. You look deep in throught everything ok?"

*Wendy makes her way to the mess hall decieding she should probley grab something to eat before work. Catching movment out of her courner of her eye she spots Trent siting on the bunk house step. Wendy had been told alittle bit about the story with Trent on the past and how along time ago when she was very small Trent had held her, and was very close with her mom. Than everything fell apart. Making her way over to the bunk Wendy offers a small smile to Trent.*

"Good Morning! Are you going to join us for breakfest?"

*Angel makes her way around the back of the messhall her face in a book in nerve reasearch. She was bound and deturmened to figure something out for Luke. There was hope, they had to be for him. Drawing close to the steps she see Luke and without him saying anything she could read his face. Going over she reaches down to help him up not drawing attachn to the face he needed help to save him the embaresment.*

"Breakfest is gonna get cold if we dont hurry."

Remembering

It's late morning before Carson begins to stir again. Opening his eyes slightly, even the dim light coming in through the cracks in the blinds made him cringe. The pain killers had done nothing for his headache. Despite physically feeling as though he'd run his head into a brick wall, his mind was beginning to clear away at least some of the fog.

Blinking, he tries to piece together what he knew. He'd decided to leave...just for a while. He'd filled his backpack and had decided to hitchhike out of town. He'd needed to think...sort things through. But on his way, he'd been lured into the bar, decided he might as well completely forget about everything. Apparently he had...because he remembered nothing after that.

Turning from his stomach to lay on his back, he realizes that Misty's arm is resting around him. And where did she come in? Had she been there all night? What about yesterday? It could only be assumed she knew he'd been drunk. Had he talked a lot? Did Misty know now about Ashlyn?

Carson didn't even know what to think or how to feel. It hurt too much to even try thinking about. But guilt had a way of finding it's path to the surface, making him feel all the more worse, along with the fool he really was. And yet...Misty had apparently stayed. He had no idea what he'd said, or what he'd done, but he knew it couldn't have been anything to be proud of.

Heaving a slow sigh, he slides his hand under Misty's head, bringing her a little closer so her head could rest on his forearm. "I made a fool out of myself, didn't I?" he asks quietly.


Jason eases down at his desk, one hand on Trooper's head as the dog didn't let him out of his sight. "You realize I have to work now, don't you?" Jason looks at him, stroking one of his ears.

Trooper comes closer and sets his head on Jason's desk.

Jason sighs and leans back in his chair, just studying his animal friend. The last time he'd had Trooper with him had been right after the house fire, then he'd been taken away.

Jason's mind goes back to that night. His whole world had been crashing down around him. But his friends had stuck close...proving to him just who his friends were, even if he hadn't recognized them to be. And then there was Katie...he could still remember how she'd shown up as he'd walked from the smoldering rubble, having known he was in danger. She'd saved him more than once because of her sixth sense.

Allowing his mind to wander just a bit, Jason reflects on the past. The good...the bad. Going to Texas...returning a different person...a better person. Running back to Texas, coming back again to realize the damage he'd caused to a friend. Renewing that friendship...then trading the simple friendship for something deeper...something he and Katie had both wanted. Had that relationship been doomed from the beginning? It had hadn't felt like it. If he hadn't gone to prison, would they have given up? He didn't know. Perhaps they hadn't been wise in the first place. Perhaps they had acted on impulse when they should have used more logic. Perhaps they simply weren't ready for anything else, yet had plunged ahead anyway.

No matter the reason...whether Jason wanted to admit it or not, Katie looked happy with Scott. And if Scott could offer her more than he could, then he couldn't be upset. It was better to see Katie happy, than continue struggling with their own relationship. Maybe it was best for Jason too...maybe he needed this time to get to know himself again.

And really...what more could he ask for? Katie was still willing to be his friend and help him deal with what he was going through. He'd lost a love, but hadn't lost the friend completely. The sorrow was beginning to fade...the wounded heart was beginning to heal. Love? Perhaps it still lingered in the shadows, but it was dispersing to be recollected later and aimed in a new direction if he desired.

Shaking his head, Jason returns to his computer. He hadn't meant for his mind to go down that path. But maybe it was good he was finally sorting through all that.

Sighing, he tells Trooper to go lie down, and tries to concentrate on work. Sifting through one of his drawers, he runs across a couple old photos of him and Con and Laura. He didn't know how they'd gotten there, but he was holding them now. It had been several years...he'd changed so much. He wasn't that over-confident kid anymore...though the chip on his shoulder had stuck around too long. The pain he'd been burying back then had been on its way to being resolved. And now...he had a whole new set of pain to deal with. Is that what life was destined to be? A constant battle with different kinds and different doses of pain? It seemed unfair.

Unable to concentrate, Jason rests his elbows on his desk and stares into nothingness. Releasing some of his negative emotions the other night had put even more pressure on what was left, and he longed to be free...he really did.

When getting to this point, he was used to seeing Katie...used to sitting down with her and letting her help draw it out of him, even though it hurt. But how much of that could he really do now? He remembered how spending time with Katie before had jeopardized his friendship with Wyatt and put a strain between them as well. He didn't want to do that to her again. Yet he still knew that they could be friends. And part of their unique relationship was the giving and taking of their thoughts and feelings. No matter whether romance was involved or not, their bond simply couldn't be broken, even if they wanted it to be. Perhaps once the love was dissolved, it would be even easier.

Closing his eyes, Jason tries to focus for just a moment. He didn't know where Katie was right now...but he knew she was probably up...on her way here...maybe even here already. No matter her location, he knew good and well that she'd be able to feel him.

Ever so slowly, he lets memories invade his mind. Memories of the last half year...memories that brought the hurt all over again. The horror of being so alone...the loneliness itself...the loathing of receiving torment from other inmates. The anger at being taken advantage of. The sorrow for things he'd done.

Swallowing hard, Jason doesn't let the moment last too long, knowing if he did, he would be too exhausted to continue through the day. Gradually, he stops the flow again as the tears pool behind his eyes, not allowed to fall. The more he released, the emptier he felt. On one hand, it was a relief...the burden was slowly being lifted. And on the other...he still didn't know how to refill his heart with the good things.

But he was recovering...slowly. With Katie to help draw him out, he was recovering, and hope was in sight. Soon he would be able to function again without the built-up emotions, and things would go back to the way they were when he didn't affect Katie unless his emotions were at an extreme, or she concentrated on finding him. He wanted to return to that place...for his sake...for her sake...for peace. "Thanks, Katie," he whispers.


Jim sits alone in the corner of the mess hall, his eyes frozen on his mug of coffee. Becky and Rosalynn would be returning tomorrow, in order to be around when the court hearing occurred, but despite his joy of seeing them again, his mind was occupied with another subject. One that only he, and Mick knew about. One that was becoming a wretched secret, now that it was so close to being exposed. He didn't even know how to start with this one. He'd just mended a relationship with Clint...would this prove to sever it all over again? And what about Becky? He'd spoken to her on the phone last night, but had not told her.


Trent leans back against the porch railing as he sits on the bunkhouse steps. He had not yet made a habit out of joining everyone for breakfasts...he stuck on the outskirts during other meals, but interacting was still pretty awkward yet to immerse himself completely.
He was slowly coming to know Rosetta and his other brothers again, which was more than he could have hoped for though, so any awkwardness was small in comparison.
The only real tension he felt came from Luke. Trent had exchanged probably a whole of twenty words with him since coming, though neither had attempted any more than that. There was just too much history to be forgotten in one day.


Luke tucks in his shirt and buckles his belt, getting ready for the day. Leaving his bunkhouse, he easily makes it down the stairs and walks towards the mess hall. The last few days had been good and he'd been able to function well without much trouble at all, proving he could still carry on a normal life once in a while.
Reaching the mess hall though, he's just heading up the steps to the back door, when a visitor's kid comes bounding outside. Luke twists to the side to avoid running into him, but it was the wrong move. As his spine shifts, he can feel the pain shoot down his legs, and before he can catch himself, he's sitting on the step, cringing until the pain passes. Frustration reaches an all-time high and he lets a curse slip out from under his breath, even though it's followed by guilt for allowing it.
Just sitting alone, he tries to recover, but feels his legs start to grow numb again. He knew it wasn't just going to pass in the next five minutes.
Resting his head against the railing he just remains, knowing that eventually, someone would come along and help him up, and he'd endure the embarrassment all over again, probably requesting to be helped back to his bunk rather than join the breakfast bunch.

Wraped up in You!

*As Misty hears movment she turns on her side feeling a slight pain but pays no attachen to it as she gets comfortable enough it stops throbing. Her back was killing her from all the sleeping and laying she had been doing. She needed to change it up.

As everything goes quiet once again Misty fall back to sleep only to be woken up again moments later by something heavy droping on the bed causing her to move the wrong was and let out a small gasp. Slighly confused for a moment Misty just stairs into the dark before looking who was next to her and stole the other pillow. As Carson's voice its Mistys ears, it conferms its not a stranger next to her. Misty whispers. *

"Seeing as I wasent saying anything Carson, I dont think I can be any quieter. So shut it and go to sleep."

*Laying her head back down on the pillow with her back to him still Misty lays very still continplating geting up or not. Being to tired Misty finaly convinces herself to stay put and its not like it was wrong. Falling back into a deep sleep Misty feel more at peace than before. Almost as if she felt safer.

Sometime during the morning Misty rolls from her side to her back to her other side so she is facing Carson. Slowly moving slightly close Misty subcontusly puts her arms over and around Carson holding him.*

Headache

Scott beams at Katie’s compliment. Cooking was something he enjoyed when he found the time, and knowing someone else enjoyed it made it all the more fun.

Winding down for the evening with an arm around Katie sealed the day with comfortable warmth. Parting was the only disappointment, though with the promise of seeing her again tomorrow, the night was easily faced.


Jason slams his fist down on top of his alarm clock, hating the morning wakeup call. But not only did Reese want him in, but he had to get over to TJY and take care of Trooper, who had reestablished a home in Jason’s office once again.

Rising, Jason shuffles to the bathroom, only to remember Misty was there after he’s showered and changed. Heading back down the hall, he glances into Carson’s bedroom to see she’s still sleeping.

Going to the kitchen, Jason grabs a quick bowl of cereal for breakfast, looking to the living room and shaking his head that Carson hasn’t moved all night. Finishing his breakfast quickly, he grabs his helmet and heads out, locking the door behind him.


The sound of cupboards opening and closing, and finally the front door being shut is enough to crack Carson’s eyes. He lays still on the couch for a while, trying to get a handle on his surroundings. He was still fully dressed….he was…on the couch… in his living room… with a splitting headache.

Pulling himself up into a sitting position, he cringes in the light. His head felt like it was going to explode. What had he done…

Rubbing his forehead, he stands up, a little unsteadily. Making his way around the couch and down the hall, he staggers a bit, using the wall to catch himself before his dizziness takes him to the floor.

His eyes barely open, Carson fumbles around in the bathroom until he finds the pain killers he was looking for. Downing them with a mouthful of water, he turns around, aiming for his bedroom. He didn’t even want to think about what had happened yesterday. All he knew right now was that he felt utterly terrible. Anything else was buried in a dense fog that didn’t seem to want to lift anytime soon. He knew yesterday hadn’t been good, but that was about it. Swaying somewhat, he stumbles into his bedroom where it’s darker, the blinds still closed over the window.

Not hesitating, he flops down on his bed. But it’s not quite what he expected as he hits something that’s under the blanket. Something heavy…warm?

Carson props himself up on an elbow, managing to get his eyes open wider, first to ensure he’s actually in his own bedroom, and second to ensure he’s not seeing things. Yes, there was a person in his bed. It takes him a moment…Misty? What was she doing here? He didn’t have a clue. The reasoning was long somewhere in the same fog as everything else.

Groaning, Carson flops back down on his stomach, forcing Misty to give him room, and stealing the second pillow from under her head to bury his own face in it. “I have no idea why you’re in my bed,” he mumbles. “But if you’re intent on staying, do it quietly, will you...”