Waiting

Jason sighs. Not out of laziness or lack of wanting to help. But out of pure frustration and the feeling of helplessness. It was bad enough Scott had to endure two months of torture most people couldn't even imagine. But now that he was back, why did he have to suffer more?

Jason walks slowly to the bathroom and leans in the doorway, not sure how he could even help at this point. "Hey, buddy, you alright?"

"Mm-hmm." Scott is still leaning against the wall, and manages a nod, though his eyes are closed.

"Can I get you anything?"

Scott shakes his head.

Jason turns around and puts up his hands, showing he doesn't know what to do.

Just then Rick walks back in the infirmary, raising his eyebrows as he looks around, doesn't see Scott, then spots Jason at the other end of the room. "What happened?"

Jason nods into the bathroom. "So much for breakfast."

Rick's shoulders drop and shakes his head, commenting quietly. "He's got himself so worked up that he can't eat right even when he finally relents." Slowly he goes to Jason, nodding that he can go back to Katie. Kneeling down next to Scott, he sets a hand on his shoulder. "You gonna make it?"

Scott shrugs lamely. "I feel like crap."

"I know. Come on." Rick prompts him to get back to his feet. "I won't make you try to eat anything else now."

Scott gradually gets to his feet with Rick's help and trudges back to the bed where he simply lies down on his side, curling up into a ball as was his normal position now.

Rick watches him for a moment, setting his hands on his hips.

Jason gives him a look of question. "What are you going to do?" he asks quietly.

"I don't know. But if he doesn't start cooperating, his body is just going to start shutting down."

"Isn't there anything you can give him? Or anything?" Worry courses through Jason, even for a man that not all that long ago, he'd called an enemy.

Rick shakes his head slowly. "Not unless I hook him back up to an i.v. again and I really didn't want to. We'll just have to wait and see what happens."

He gestures to both Jason and Katie. "He'll be alright now if you guys want to take off. There's nothing else here you can do."

Jason gives a little nod. "Alright. Thanks, Rick. If anything happens, call one of us, will ya?"

"Sure thing."

Jason heads for the door.

Guess that's that. We can come back later to check on things if you want. Otherwise... I guess the day is ours.

Making it back through the main floor, Jason lets his eyes roam to where the other offices were, glad that they'd avoided Austin for now.

Getting outside into the fresh air, Jason takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. His emotions were churning around more than he liked on an average day. There was Scott to think about... he was still burning up about Austin... and now his recent phone conversation with his mother was bothering him too.

Can we just go somewhere?

Jason gets to his truck, tossing his silent dialogue in Katie's direction.

Can we just leave and forget everything that's happening? Just... go...

He sighs and slides in behind the steering wheel, unsure if he and Katie were headed in the same direction or not.

Maybe Mom and Pop's will have to do for today. What do you say?


Rick lays a blanket over Scott and gives the younger man's shoulder a pat before going back to his desk. There wasn't much he could do right now, but let Scott rest. He looked as though he hadn't slept a wink the night before anyway.

Easing into his chair, Rick notices that already his voicemail has a message. Listening carefully, he jots down a note, his interest piqued. In a while... He glances to Scott's resting form. Yes, in a while... he would take a short leave from the office.


"Grease! Hey!" Leo shouts from one end of the garage to the other, seeing only the red hair of the back of Axel's head. "Axel!"

Axel finally hears his name and whirls around. "What?"

"Bring me that black toolbox, would ya?"

Axel glances around, spotting the box under the tool bench. Wiping his hands on a rag, he bends down to lift the heavy box and head in Leo's direction. The other mechanic had two hoses in his hand that he couldn't set down or get into a position where he could have left it to get the tools himself.

Almost there though, Axel suddenly drops the toolbox. It crashes loudly to the floor, the latch popping to send tools all over the concrete floor.

Leo's eyes widen. "Slippery handle?"

"No..." Axel grimaces as he rubs his scarred hand, trying to feel the circulation again. "Sorry."

"You alright?"

"Yeah." Axel's disgust comes through in his tone.

"You go numb again?"

Axel nods. "Yeah."

Leo stands helplessly, unable to leave the tangled mess he was in. "That's been happening a lot lately."

Axel flexes his fingers. "Don't remind me." After a moment, he squats down to pick up the mess. "You needed this wrench, didn't you?"


Rick parks his car, glancing at his watch. It was now late morning, but early enough, Hope should be in. He probably should have called her back first, but there had been too many people around, providing lack of good opportunity, not to mention Scott hadn't drifted to sleep until about twenty minutes ago and Rick had left Misty in charge.

Walking up to the glass door, he enters the building, met by a warm atmosphere. Glancing around, he waits, unsure about what or who he was looking for.


The door to TJY slams shut, echoing across the main floor. Austin stalks towards his office, the glare in his eye one that would make anyone cower. He had been gone for several hours, and now no one was really glad to see him back, especially in this mood.

Reaching Susanne's office, he doesn't even acknowledge her, moving straight into Reese's office. "Reese!"

Reese looks up quickly from his desk, startled to the point of almost standing up. He'd been concentrating so hard on a case that he hadn't heard Austin come in. A bit of a chill runs down his spine as he hears the tone of Austin's voice and sees the look on his face. "Yes?"

"You're fired."

"What?!" Reese is on his feet, his eyes wide. "What for?!"

"Don't give me that," Austin snaps. "You're not that stupid. You weren't stupid enough not to know how to undermine me and get me dragged into an investigation. And if that's the way you work, you're through here."

"Undermine? Investigation???" Reese stares at him dumbly. "What are you talking about?"

"You and Brown are like this." Austin crosses his fingers. "I should have known you'd try to pull a stunt like this. Well it stops now. Pack up. I want you out by tonight." Spinning on his heel, he aims for his own office, slamming yet another door.

Reese blinks, dumbfounded at what had just happened. What on earth...? A figure in his doorway makes him turn and he sees Susanne looking at him with fear and worry.

"Did he... just fire you?" She asks timidly.

"Um... it... looks that way." Reese just stands for a moment, completely shocked. He had no idea what was going on. "I guess... I..." He finally just shrugs. Words couldn't describe the way he felt. He was at a total loss.

Reaching to his belt, he pulls off his Elite badge and looks at it for a moment. This job had been his life for how many years? His mission... his passion... And it was... gone?

Susanne shakes her head stubbornly. "He can't do this to you."

"Oh, but he can."

"Then you have to fight it."

"Fight what? A power-hungry man out to get everybody and who knows all the tricks in the book? It's not an easy win, Susanne."

"But you don't even know what he's talking about!"

"I guess I'll have to find out. But in the meantime..." He gestures to his office, helplessly. "Looks like I have to pack."

New Challange

Giving a smile and a nod Katie looks at Scott and than to Domino.

"Yeah I will watch her for you Scotty. She is in good hands and you dont have to worry about a thing. I have some left over food from when she was with me I was gonna give ya so thats not a problem at all."

Katie looks up again at Jason though her mind felt blank still so many things ran through it. Katie didnt know what to do anymore.

Continuing to follow and help Scott Katie stops for a bref moment to pick up some of the reading matearal for Scott.

He might want this to keep him busy if he stays.

After dropping Domino off, making sure she was all set and heading back to TJY Katie keeps glancing in the mirror at Scott making sure he was ok. Katie was scaired for him

All we can really do is be there for him and be the shelter he needs. Staying close to Jason Katie follows him inside keeping watchful eyes out for anyone who might come to them.

Listing to Scott and Rick talk Katie stands leaning aganst the wall. Scott did need help. His own mind was starting to play games that would lead him down a dangerous path.

It was only confermed more when Scott ran to the bathroom to throw up that he needed even more help.

Yeah He does.

Jotting down the number fast on a peace of paper Hope sets it aside till she is done listing to the rest of her messages.

Once finished she studys the number on the paper. Picking up the phone she dials Reese number letting it ring a few times till his own voice mail picks up.

"Hello Mr. Reese, this is Hope Garrison. You called me about a young man would was in need of a little bit of help. I am usaly in the office monday through friday from 8am- 11:30am than I take lunch from 11:30-12:30pm than I am in the office till about 6pm. If you wanna stop by at all to talk please feel free or give me a call again as we can set up a time to meet at lunch or what not. Thank you very much have a good afternoon."

Hanging up Hope just stairs at the number again for a moment. Something felt differnt before she even new the story of this boy, the feeling was one of challang that might change life forever.

Looking to Carson Herb gives a smile and nods. Though he was sad to see Carson go he was happy at the same time that his friend would be with family. Dani seemed like a great girl with a good head on her shoulders. Herb was glad Carson wanted to move in with her.

"I think it will be good for you Carson. I'm going to miss knowing you here and looking out for the place but I cant exspect you to live in a little room forever ya know?!"

Moving around the kitchen Herb continues to work as the orders come in.

"I'm happy you have decied to move in with Dani. It might gave a chanse to make up some lost time there huh? And that would be a good thing. Family is important and should always be first."

Chill

Scott keeps his eyes to the floor, wanting to find Katie's and Jason's words as a comfort. But it was as if he were surrounded by a steel wall. He could hear the words and understand their meaning, but they simply couldn't penetrate to his being.

He swallows hard and gives a little nod. "Katie, can you... can you take Domino for me?" Finally he lifts his gaze to look at her. Though one eye could no longer show his emotions, his other could, and it was flooded with a mixture that one almost couldn't decipher. "She, um... she can't come back to TJY anymore."

A bit of fear enters his voice, thinking about not only Austin harming Domino, but thinking of being without his little friend too. "I... I don't know what... to do with her... or anything. I..."

Jason isn't sure what happened back at TJY, but what Wyatt had said had been enough. "Don't worry about it," he assures. "Nothing's gonna happen to her."

"But I don't have... any food or.. or anything."

"Scott... do I have to repeat myself?" Jason bends to see Scott's face. "It's as good as taken care of."

You wouldn't mind taking Domino back to your place, would you?

"We can take Domino back to Katie's place on our way to TJY, alright?"

Scott looks down at the little dog before leaning down to pick her up and bury his face in her fur. Finally he nods. "Okay."

Jason purses his lips, thinking, trying to decide a plan of action, but all they could do was just that... go to TJY.

Yeah, I know... I'm not going to let him spend another night alone, no matter how upset he gets. At this point though, he might actually give in to staying at TJY again. I don't know what happened, but whatever's been going through his mind hasn't been good. I'd almost say I thought he was scared.

"Alright... come on. You got anything to bring?"

Scott looks around to the few little things others had brought him, then shakes his head. He'd barely touched any of the food, and the things Susanne had provided could stay. "No."

"Let's go then."

Jason leads the way out of the small house, then lets Katie and Scott walk ahead of him, closing and locking the door behind them.

Scott stops halfway down the sidewalk, Domino still in his arms, and looks to Katie for just a moment. "Thank you..." Dropping his gaze again, he steps forward, slowly until Jason is in the lead again so he can follow him to the pickup.

Before long, Domino has been dropped off at Katie and Laura's place to stay indefinitely once again, then both vehicles make their way to TJY. Arriving, Jason slides from the truck, putting his keys in his pocket, and shoving all his apprehensions aside. He didn't want to be here... he didn't want to see his grandfather... he didn't want to step through those doors and see again how much things were changing.

Turning around, he realizes that Scott isn't behind him. Waiting, he cocks his head, motioning that it's okay.

Scott takes a deep breath and finally exits as well, stuffing his hands in his hoodie pockets, his shoulders drooping as he walks with Jason and Katie.

What are we going to do, Katie? Isn't there anything we can do at all? I just feel so... bad.

A bit of guilt rises from deep in Jason as memories surface of the day he'd taken out all his pent-up anger on Scott, who had been helpless. And now... things were turned around, and he was trying to help.

I guess I should just be grateful that he trust me at all now.

Getting inside and making their way to the infirmary, Jason throws a wave to Laura, and a nod to Nate, acknowledging them as they pass. Down the hall, they pass the couple offices, and Scott hesitates as he passes by Dalton's open door. Turning his head just a bit, he spots Dalton and catches his eye for just a moment before looking away and walking again.

Rick greets all three warmly, not asking questions, but just taking it all in stride. "Hey, guys. Katie... Jason... Scott, how are you?"

Scott shrugs, trudging to the bed and sitting down on the edge, simply waiting for further instructions. He was here because he couldn't think for himself anymore.

Rick lifts an eyebrow, but moves about the infirmary casually. "Got some breakfast here, Scott, if you want it."

Jason looks to Katie and nods to a couple chairs. He wanted to wait just a little while before leaving to make sure everything was alright.

Scott shrugs at Rick again. "I'm not hungry..."

"I know. But I got some eggs and toast from Janet... at least try them?"

"Okay."

Rick nods with satisfaction. That was more like it.

Scott settles back on the bed, figuring he'd be here a while again. Things are fairly quiet... Jason and Katie stick around for a while and Scott does his best to make Rick happy with eating something.

Rick starts some other work, then excuses himself for a while, leaving the three alone. It's a bit quiet for a while, other than some forced small talk. Jason didn't know whether they should go or stay, and Scott didn't know what Rick would be doing with him.

But no sooner had he tried to relax, than he proved that his stomach hadn't been ready for the morning meal. Suddenly, and without a word, he slides off the bed to make it as fast as he can to the infirmary bathroom, throwing up all that Rick had tried to get in to him.

Having been startled, Jason is on his feet, then realizing what was happening.

Aw man... You think he needs help?

Scott slides down onto the bathroom floor without the energy to stand. Just leaning his head against the wall by the toilet, he waits as another wave of nausea hits him. His body had nothing more to give... he had no strength... no way to fight off the fatigue.


Rick thumbs through the phone book in the break room, finally finding the name he was looking for: Hope Garrison. He'd heard about her... she was young and fairly new, but he'd heard she was good. And right now, they needed good.

Reaching for the phone, he dials, receiving an answering machine. "Hello, Miss Garrison. My name is Rick Johnston - I'm a physician for the law enforcement branch, the Elite. One of our agents recently endured a traumatic experience, and it's my opinion that it would be in his best interests to see a professional counselor. However, there are details that I should only share in person before he is denied or accepted. So, if you could give me a call back at your earliest convenience, that would be great."

Rick leaves the number of the infirmary line, then ends the call. "Would love to set up a meeting to discuss this issue. Thank you so much for your time."


"So..." Carson pauses his work, wiping his hands on a towel, and wincing a little. His finger was a whole lot sorer today than he'd like to admit. "...Dani and I talked, and I'm gonna try living with her for a while. Clear up the back room here... see how it goes."

He looks to Herb, hoping for approval in his older friend's eyes.

"I can walk from her place to work every day and I talked with the insurance company the other day, and I'm gonna be able to lessen my payment amounts starting next month, so then I'll have a little cash to help with Dani's rent, even though she said I wouldn't have to."

Moving easily around the kitchen, it seemed at times he could do this job with his eyes closed. He sets a pan in the sink to wash later, them moves back to the counter where he was preparing food. "Anyway, I guess I just thought it might be a nice change, ya know?"


Jen bites her lip and reaches up for a book on the shelf. She was alone in the den at the back of the house, her parents in the living room watching television.

Unable to reach the book, she sighs and stares up at it with irritation. Reaching again, she can just get about two inches away from what she wanted to read.

Frustrated, she sits for a moment, not wanting to have to call for her dad, or go out and recruit help. After a couple seconds, she places her hands on the armrests of her wheelchair, bracing herself. She'd been warned by her therapist about trying things like this... but there had been no improvement in months... what damage had been done was permanent, and couldn't get any worse than it already was. Therapy wouldn't even continue next month if there still was no sign of change.

Gritting her teeth, Jen raises herself up out of her seat slightly, just enough to steady herself with her hands, and then grab for the shelf for support. Misjudging the distance though, she gropes thin air, and before she knows it, she's on the floor. A sharp pain surges through her back, making her cry out. Most of the time she was patient... most of the time she endured her condition with humility. But sometimes... at times like this... no one saw how frustrated she really could feel.

Managing to pull herself into a sitting position, she leans back against an overstuffed chair, feeling a tear run down her cheek as she breathes through the wave of pain. Staring up, she spots the book she still wanted to read. But now she's have to call for help.

Having already had a bad day just made her feel worse. All she wanted to do was just curl up in a ball and pretend that things were back to the way they used to be.

Drawing her legs up to her chest, she rests her forehead on her knees, too tired now to call anybody just yet.

But suddenly her head rises, a strange flutter moving through her stomach. Glancing down, the pain she felt turned to a chill that ran up and down her spine.

Air

Entering the house and seeing her friend almost in the same position as the day before Katie's heart acks even more. Walking over to Scott Katie bends down for a moment laying a hand on his arm.

"Hey there Scotty. We are going to make sure you ok, alright? We are gonna bring you to TJY, get ya cleaned up and some food. Your not a bother to us at all. We love ya buddy. Your our friend and we would do anything for you."

Katie gives a wry grin to Jason. She didnt like hearing Scott talk like this, and she didnt like seeing him so helpless.

We got to get him to Rick Jason. He's got to find help for Scott and we cant let him alone anymore untill that help is given.

Helping Jason lift Scott Kaite keeps a smile on her face for Scott's sake. Helping Scott stand and move all she can Kaite keeps on talking. She wanted Scott to know they were there, she wanted him to know he was not alone. They would be there for him.

Watching Kyle leave Misty can't help but crings a little at his last statment. Something about it felt so final like maybe, they might NOT see each other again.

Leaning back in her chair Misty runs a hand over her face as she lets out a long sigh. Leaning forward again Misty takes the tin from her desk and puts it in the draw for the moment. Memories, sometimes it was better to let them go and sometimes it was better to keep them. when did you know what one was the best.

Trying to get to her work Misty's mind wonders not letting her land on one thing. She couldnt think, she needed air. She had just gotten here but she felt like she couldnt breath.

Standing she grabs her jacket putting it on and than looking to Rick before heading to the door.

"I have to get some air Rick. I'll make up my time and stay later I'm sorry."

Exiting Misty makes her way across the main floor heading for the outside world.

I understand

Jason can't help his grin as Katie comes to join him in the truck, bringing the coffee. Letting a sip of the warm liquid run down his throat, he sighs with content.

You know just how to wake a guy up. Thank you.

He gives a weary laugh.

Yeah, I guess even being suspended has an upside. Personally, I'd like to have a job and spend all my time with you a the same time. Oh wait... I usually do.

He throws Katie a sidelong glance, covering his smile by taking another sip of coffee.


Rick picks up the phone in the infirmary, answering Katie's call. "Oh good, I'm glad it was you and Jason staying there during the night. I kept wondering all night how Scott was. Anyway, I was just on my way to come get him, but I wasn't sure how he'd respond...if I'd even get him back here. I'm sure he'd respond better to you and Jason - or at least you though, so I'm game for you two taking a shot at it first. Then I'll just wait here for you."


Once the call is over, and the decision is made to first simply start off by making sure Scott was still okay, Jason exits his truck, waiting for Katie, then crossing over the street to walk to Scott's house once more.

Hearing someone at the door, Domino starts to bark, scampering away from Scott, then back to him again, but unable to rouse him.

Scott hears the knock at the door, but feels too lethargic to get up. He was awake... he wanted to get up... he wanted to leave... but he felt almost held in place by his own exhausted emotions.

Jason knocks on the door a second time, then glances at Katie when they don't receive a response. "Scott?" he calls.

Nothing.

He frowns, reaching for the doorknob. "Call me wrong, but... I think we need to go in and make sure he's okay."

Slowly opening the door, Jason peers into the dim house. Domino is right there, and when she spots Katie, she runs to her, jumping up on her legs and wriggling all over with excitement.

Jason steps inside and around the dog, looking around and into the living room. "Scott?"

Scott glances up from the corner where he'd been huddled the last few hours. Though a blanket was feet away, he hadn't used it, and was cold and stiff. He swallows hard and tries to find his voice. "Jason?"

Jason almost cringes at Scott's weak tone. "Yeah it's me," he answers gently. Going to the corner, he drops to a knee next to his friend. "You alright?"

Scott shakes his head. "No."

"What's wrong?"

"I..." Scott stops. He felt silly. He felt stupid. He felt weak. "I just... it..."

Jason waits patiently. "What is it?"

Scott's eyes remain glued to the floor. "Don't leave me alone?"

He's hurting bad, Katie. I know he wanted to be here, but it hasn't done him any good. He's getting worse.

"We're not going anywhere." Jason assures. "We wanted to take you to TJY for a while. Get you something to eat... clean up a bit. Feel up to it?"

Scott starts to shake his head, but then finally nods. "Alright..."

Needing Jason's help, he finally gets to his feet, a little unsteadily. Finally glancing up to Jason, then to Katie, heat comes to his face before he drops his gaze again. "I'm sorry," he says quietly. "I know I'm being a burden."

"You are not a burden," Jason states flatly. "Friends are never burdens."

Scott still hesitates. "I just... I feel so helpless. My mind is... is telling me too many things at once and... and I just can't... I mean..."

Jason sets a hand on Scott's shoulder. "It's okay. You're gonna be alright."

Scott's eyes remain downcast, his voice growing even quieter. "If I don't leave the world before then."

A chill runs down Jason's spine.

Please don't tell me he's saying what I think he's saying... That's what Carson was afraid of.

"Scott... look at me..." Jason forces Scott to look up at him, growing a little firm. "What are you talking about?"

Emotions pool in Scott's eyes, his voice wavering. "Rick was right... I need help." Hiding his face once more, he feels as though he wants to run away, yet his feet stay planted. He can feel Jason and Katie looking at him, and feels as though he were guilty for something, carrying shame for something he didn't even know. It felt illogical, but it was there anyway. And all he could do was stare at the floor.


Kyle nods his head as Misty asks for confirmation about the little treasure. "Yeah. I'm sure. It doesn't do anybody any good sitting out there on the lake." He starts to say more, but stops, thinking better of it, and just listening further.

As Misty hugs him, at first he doesn't return it, but slowly he he reaches her arms around her, embracing her lightly. "It's okay," he responds quietly. "I understand."

His eyes follow her as she pulls away, and her mention of the concert brings the grin back to his face. "Good."

Seeing the tears on her face, Kyle cocks his head and reaches out to gently wipe them away with a soft hand. "Hey, there's no need for those," he chides in almost a whisper. "We can't control what our hearts feel."

Placing a finger under her chin, he tilts her face upward to look at him again. A smile spreads on his face. "So go get what your heart wants, and don't let me stand in your way."

He winks at her. "I gotta get to work or my boss will have my head, then you wouldn't get to see me at all." He gives a short laugh. "I'll see you soon, and... my offer still stands... if you ever need anything..." He simply ends with a nod.

Stepping back, he bends in a dramatic bow with flourish. "Been real, Miss T. Catch ya later." Spinning around, he heads for the door, a song escaping as a whistle as he goes.

Coffee

Slowly walks twords Jason's truck Katie can't help but smile getting his message.

Coffee huh? You had been let me in than or it will be getting cold. I'm one step ahead.

Opening the passanger side of Jason's truck she holds the two cups of coffee in her hand. than hands on to Jason while she sips her own.

mmmm....coffee.

Quiet for a few moment Katie just looks at Scott's house studying it. She was worryed for Scott but there wasnt much more they could do without making Scott feel worse.

I guess sometimes no news is better than some right?

Letting out a sigh and leaning back Katie takes a sip of her coffee. She hadnt slept to well in her car because her mind kept roaming to Scott and if he was ok, her eyes showed it but she tryed not to let it bother her.

I'm gonna call Rick and see if he is still coming to get Scott. Than we can go from there and if you wanna spend the day together doing something I am all for that. I think thats actully the one thing I like about being saspended. I get more time with you.

Katie gives a smile to Jason as she pulls out her phone and dials Ricks number. Finally hearing an answer.

"Hey Rick it's Katie. Jason and I spend the night outside Scott's house just to make sure the Agency wasnt watching him and gonna try anything and what not. We havnt hurd a peep from the house yet. "

Katie gances at Jason for a moment and than looks back to the house.

"Yeah we just wanted to see if you were gonna still come get Scott? We didnt want to leave untill we new someone alse was going to be showing up."

Looking up from her desk and seeing Kyle a new emotion rised in her. After what had happend yesterday and the message on her answering mashean she thought for sure she wouldnt be seeing Kyle for a while.

Listing to Kyle Misty can feel his akwardness and hope it wouldnt be this way. She hated feeling this, she hated see Kyle so...dull. The smile was on his face but the glint was gone from his eye and it hurt Misty to think she had causes this.

"I'm not happy yet, but I dont know whats going to happen."

Dropping her gaze to the tin that sat on her desk a small tear formed in her eye as she opened it and look apon the rocks and shells that layed there.

"Kyle, this...this is something you treasured alot. Are...are you sure you want to give this to me?"

Looking back up at Kyle Misty studys his eyes some more, he hurt, she hurt. Standing Misty takes Kyle and gives him a small hug.

"I'm sorry Kyle. I really am...for everything. I dont want you to think anything I told you was a lie because it wasnt. Even if nothing happens with Carson and I again Kyle you deserve better anyways. I never want you to think your second best, or feel like you are because you not. Your a wonderful guy with a great life ahead of him."

Misty steps back again her own face sticken with tears. She really did care for Kyle, he ment so much to her and he has helped her alot. Caring for him maybe that really was why this hurt because she could see herself with Kyle, she could see a life with him, but now that couldnt happen.

"Yes...I still want to come to the conserts."

Turning her head a little bit Misty trys to smile.

"...I wouldnt miss them for the world."

Sorry

Cindy falls into Wes' hug, burying her face in his shoulder and letting a few more tears fall.

Finally she pulls back and sniffs, wiping her eyes. "I love you too." She manages a small smile and tries to compose herself, gesturing for Wes to eat. "I'm okay now..."

She takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. "I'm just not used to Jason getting upset with me I guess. It just caught me off guard. But... it's okay. He's just really upset with Austin about a few things and I'm sure he'll work it out."

Cindy nods with emphasis, trying to get back on track and not take Jason's harshness too personally. "I don't know what all is going on, but maybe... I don't know... I can't believe some of the things Jason said about Austin but maybe... maybe we should ask Brent since he's still here... or talk to Mick or something." She shrugs. "I'm sure it's nothing."


Axel stands with Jess and puts his own money down too, leading the way out of the restaurant and holding the door for her.

"Well... if your car gives you any trouble, just give us a call." He offers Jess his slight smile and is quiet for a moment as if contemplating something else, but then lets it go. "I'll see you around."

Giving a little wave, he heads for his truck, aiming back to work.


The day grows on, seeming long for some, and short for others. The speed of time, so often appears to be within the perspective of one self, and not within the frame of science. But in the end, nightfall comes.


Jason eases back in his truck seat, a fair distance from Scott's house. No movement had been seen. Scott had not emerged. Jason knew Katie was a little ways away too, also keeping watch.

I think this is gonna be one long night.

He yawns.

He's not going anywhere... Though I do feel better that we're here in case the Agency pulls any stunts.

Settling back, he tries to keep his eyes open, glad that even though he was alone, he had someone to talk to.



Midnight.
Phil groans and stretches on the couch, having fallen asleep a couple hours prior. Yawning, he clicks off the television and rises to go to bed. But as he stands, he realizes that the house has been quiet.

Going to the window he looks out to see and empty parking space. Now it was getting a little strange. The two brothers didn’t make a habit out of keeping close track of one another – they both had their own private lives. But as a simple courtesy, they usually at least let the other know if they were going to be out late.

Thinking a moment, Phil tries calling Kyle’s cell phone as he had earlier, but still receives no answer. Now he was just a bit worried. It was too late to call Jen now – she’d be in bed, and he didn’t want to wake up the entire house. He really didn’t want to bother Misty either, but it seemed the lesser of two evils.

Finally making up his mind, he dials. Just as he hears it ringing on the other end though, the front door opens. Abandoning the call, he hangs up. “Kyle?”

Kyle tosses his keys on the table, a small, rusted tin under his arm. “Yo.”

Phil wanders to the kitchen, folding his arms. “I just about called somebody ‘cause you weren’t back. Everything alright?”

“Yeah, sure.” Kyle sets the tin down and goes to the refrigerator to hunt for something to eat.

Phil quirks an eyebrow. “Long day?”

“Mm-hmm.” Kyle grabs a bottle of pop, then simply aims for a bag of potato chips.

Phil waits for a longer explanation, but receives none. “So… I was just a little worried. Where ya been?”

Kyle stuffs a chip in his mouth and shrugs. “Out.”

“Oh. Well… usually you say something when it’s gonna be this late.”

“Sorry,” Kyle mumbles, taking a swig of pop. He holds up his cell phone. “Battery.”

“Oh.” Phil furrows his brow, watching his brother. “Everything alright?”

“Yeah, why?”

“I don’t know, you just seem… a little off kilter maybe.”

Kyle tosses him a quirky grin. “Since when is that new?”

Phil smirks at him. Moving closer, he realizes that it looked as though Kyle had worked himself up into a sweat at some point. “You sure you’re alright?”

Kyle rolls his eyes, chewing a mouthful of chips before responding. “Yes! If I wasn’t, would I be standing here? Sorry I didn’t call. Didn’t know it was that big of a deal.”

Phil gives a little shrug. “No…no big deal.” He eyes the peculiar tin on the counter. “What’s that?”

“Trinkets of a lost time.”

Phil frowns, confused by the cryptic answer. “What?”

Kyle takes a swig of pop and moves to open the tin, showing his brother. It was full of odd items… pretty little rocks and shells mostly.

“Ohh.” Phil raises his eyebrows as he remembers days spent down at the lake when Kyle would make his rounds, picking up anything little that caught his eye. Phil had thought it was silly at first, but at some point had seen the collection and thought it was cool. He’d never known what Kyle’s real reason was, other than just something to keep him busy, but it had been years since he’d even thought about it. He had assumed the box had been forgotten or thrown away. “Didn’t you bury that or something?”

Kyle shrugs and eats another chip, wiping his hand on his jeans. “Kind of.”

“And now…”

“I know somebody who liked some of this stuff. Figured it was about time I got rid of it.”

“Oh.” Phil stands lamely for a moment, still a bit confused. “So… did you have to chase it down or something? Looks like you’ve had quite a workout.”

Kyle pauses his junk food meal to roll his eyes again. “You wanna know which pair of underwear I got on today too?”

Phil sighs. “Sorry. I’m going to bed. See you tomorrow.”

“Great.” Kyle watches his brother leave, eats a couple more chips, then puts the bag away, tossing the rest of his pop back in the refrigerator. Picking up the tin again, he ambles down the hall to go to bed too.



Scott stuffs his hands in his jacket pockets and trudges down the street. People and cars pass him, stirring up the air and blowing trash across his path, but he doesn’t seem to really notice. The sounds around him felt miles away. The traffic lights all blend together in a confusing kaleidoscope of colors, and a barking dog goes unheard.

An unknown purpose leads him forward to an unknown destination. But as he steps across the bridge, he stops. Turning to look down at the river below, a chilly wind whips across his face. Passing traffic pays no heed as he stands waiting… thinking.

Like a nightmare that wouldn’t go away, the past hurts bombarded his mind. As if they were right there, Scott could see the enemy right behind him. He could still see the eyes. He could still feel the pain that had been inflicted. He could still feel the fear. It was a terror that still surged through his veins.

Looking over his shoulder, Scott sees nothing but a bleak world. The sky was gray and the clouds hung low. No one seemed to care. Everything was going on around him as normal, while his own world had been torn apart.

Fear clung to him like a disease. His heart leapt at every sudden noise. No peace. No joy. Just…gray.

Turning back around, he leans on the railing of the bridge, looking down…down. The water was deep and cold. Small whitecaps were forming from the strong wind. No sun. No warmth. Just a chilling prospect.

Moving as if in a trance, Scott steps over the rail to the small ledge, barely wide enough for one’s feet. Slipping, he catches himself, the fear increasing. But what good was catching himself when nothing awaited him but the pain he couldn’t control anyway?

Licking his chapped lips, he lets go of the rail and stares down. It was better this way. Closing his eyes, he takes a deep breath, and takes the step forward into nothing but the death that was waiting…beckoning...


Scott sits bolt upright, the sweat pouring down the sides of his face, the adrenaline racing through his veins. He stares into the darkness, and scoots back up against the living room wall in the corner.

Domino whines and nuzzles his hand, but he doesn’t respond, only drawing himself in tighter. He hated the days. He hated the nights. It didn’t matter if his eyes were open or closed… if his mind was awake or asleep. The nightmares would come anyway. And this one… this dream… it had been too real.

Now with a new fear evoked, Scott trembles. A strange panic begins to rise within him. He had never feared himself or his own mind… until now. How far would he really go? How completely had his spirit really been demolished?

Looking around in the dark, he realizes that he has no way of communicating with anyone. He had no phone. He had no one here. It was just him and the dark thoughts that had invaded his mind and soul. Never had he wanted the morning to come more.


And morning does come, at long last. Some have received restful sleep. While others have been too alert and on edge to receive the rest they want. But time does not stop... it only presses onward, one second at a time...


Jason rubs his eyes wearily and he blinks. Had he dozed off? He couldn't remember.

Hey, where's the coffee? I'm dying over here.

A grin creases his lips.

No excitement. That would be a good thing.

He glances at his watch.

And... My bet would be that Rick will be here any time to pick up Scott. He mentioned he'd do that this morning, and people should be at TJY by now. What's up for us the rest of the day?


Scott sits back against the wall, having not slept again after his nightmare. He didn't know what to do or where to go. He felt so alone, and so smothered at the same time. He hadn't wanted to go back to TJY today.... but now... part of him hoped Rick came quickly so his mind could not take over again.


A light knock on the infirmary door catches Rick's attention and he looks up quickly. He'd just been getting ready to leave to go check on Scott and hopefully bring him back, and had been concentrating on his tasks, now a little startled. "Yes?"

Kyle peeks his head in around the corner. "Hey, Rick. Can I come in?"

"Of course you can." Rick smiles and nods. "What brings you here? Nothing wrong, I hope."

Kyle shakes his head as he enters. "Naw, I just wanted to see your assistant."

"Ah." Rick studies Kyle for a moment, unsure of the situation going on around him. He knew things had changed, but didn't know details.

Kyle holds the old tin in his hand and it rattles just a little as he walks across the infirmary to Misty's desk. Looking down at her for a moment, a quirky grin surfaces. "Hey, Miss T." It felt odd not to lean down and give her a playful kiss, but he moves past the awkwardness.

"I, um..." He purses his lips, then sighs. "Wanted to apologize." His smile lessens a little, but remains nonetheless. "I wasn't feeling too well yesterday, but it was no excuse for me not respecting your wish to get together. So... I'm sorry."

He sets the tin down on Misty's desk, hesitating a moment. "I kinda already knew what you were gonna talk about." He pauses, not liking admitting this, but knowing he should. "Saw you at Mom and Pop's yesterday morning, and... well.. yeah. Score one for the Mitts timing."

A dry laugh escapes. "Guess I didn't really figure it was worth rehashing after I'd already figured out what was going on."

He clears his throat, dropping his gaze for a moment, then looking back at Misty again. "I, um... brought you this." He pushes the tin a little closer to her. "Box was full so I guess the collection is complete and... I knew you liked this stuff. So I guess... I don't know... maybe it's me trying to apologize, or maybe I just want you to have it 'cause I like seeing you smile. Either way, it's yours."

Hooking his hands in his pockets, he shifts his weight a little awkwardly, not knowing what else he should say. "I... I hope you're happy. Really... I do. And... I'm not going anywhere, so..." He shrugs. "...if you can stand being friends with me, I'll take what I can get."

Another crooked grin forms on his mouth. "I had fun, Misty. Guess I owe you a thanks for that." He bites his lower lip and brings a twinkle to his eyes. "And unless your taste in music has changed," he teases, "I meant what I said on the phone about you coming to our concerts."

He pauses again, disliking the silence, though giving Misty the opportunity to say something if she wanted to.

I love you

Taking a sip of her milk Jess listens to Axel talk picking up on a few small things here and there signaling other things were harder to talk about than some.

As the time comes to a close Jess can't help but feel a little bit sad. The comapny was nice and all she would be doing now is going home to an empty house. But what she to do Axel did have to get back to work.

"Well Axel I thank you as well for having lunch with me. It was nice and I enjoyed it."

Standing Jess put a bit of money on the table for her food and gives a smile to Axel decieding to wait for him before she walked out.

Entering the house Wes gives Cindy a small wave and smile seeing she was one the phone. Going to the bathroom Wes washes his hands and splashes some water on his face cleaning himself up/ On the way out though he can hear the change in Cindy's voice and trying not to over hear the conversation he catches just a little bit.

Going back to the kitchen table Wes sits decieding to wait till she was off the phone. Grabbing the paper he opens it and starts to read. His eyes move from it though as his wife goes to the kitchen and starts to make his lunch. Just watching her for a moment to make sure she was ok.

Finally when Cindy is off the phone and sits in the chair next to Wes he says nothing watching the tears fall from his wifes eyes it pains his heart to see her sad. Pushing his food aside for moment Wes stands going over to his wife bending down infront of her taking her hand in his an rubbing his thumb over her hand before pulling her into a hug and just holding her.

"I love you Sweetheart!!"

Thats all Wes needed to say..if Cindy wanted to tell him more she would.

Hurt feelings

Axel shakes his head and grins as Jess comes back yet again, this time ending the rainbow analogies.

Continuing the meal, he listens to her question, then processes it carefully. Finally he gives a little nod. "Yeah... Cryptic came along at a time in my life I was looking for a way out, so traveling was something I was attracted to. That, and the music, of course."

He pauses to finish off his sandwich and take a swig of his drink. "I gotta say though... after a while, the road got kind of old... for all of us. The rest of them have been at it longer than me, and we were all feeling it. We had a contract to do so many shows in so many places within a certain amount of time. Halfway through, we agreed that once that was up, we'd take a break for a while. And so... here we are."

He shrugs. "Hence why I'm now covered in oil and grease instead of sitting at the sound booth."

For a moment, his gaze becomes almost hazy his eyes seeming to focus on the ice in his glass. "Sometimes taking time to stop and smell the roses outweighs the animal inside that wants to keep on running."

Giving a little sigh, he reaches onto his belt to pull out a pocket watch from its leather pouch. "Unfortunately, there's never enough time to smell the roses, once you're stopped. And in my case, an irritable boss is waiting at the other end."

Quirking a grin again, he looks back up at Jess. "Thanks for spending lunch with the likes of me. I enjoyed it."


The ringing phone startles Cindy from her work in the laundry room, and she steps over the full basket to stumble into the hall and grab the receiver in the kitchen just before the answering machine picked it up. "Hello?"

"Hey, Mom."

Cindy's mouth widens into a smile. "Jason. How are you?"

"Oh... hanging in there."

Cindy furrows her brow. "That doesn't sound so great."

"Yeah, well... lot's been happening over here. Guess I just wanted to let you know about them."

Jason eases down onto his couch, joined by Trooper who lies down quietly on the floor beside him.

Cindy takes the cordless phone back to the other room with her to finish folding towels. "S0, tell me about it."

"Well... at the moment, I'm on suspension."

"What? You've been suspended?" Cindy pauses her folding. "But why? How?"

"Not just me. It's me and Katie both."

Cindy stops again, her imagination going too far. "Please explain before I think something up."

"We went against Austin. It wasn't pretty."

"Oh, Jase... what happened?"

"First, have you talked to Austin lately?"

Cindy resumes her work as she thinks. "I guess maybe it's been about a week. He and I had a really good talk before he left. He was really concerned about you, and he was trying to..."

"Mom..." Jason cuts her off. "He's been feeding you a line of baloney like he has to everybody else."

Cindy's eyes widen, and she blinks in surprise. "Well Jason, why on earth would you..."

"Trust me." Jason's tone grows firmer. "I don't know what his game is, but it's not good. That's what I wanted to tell you. He's running TJY like a military base, he's got no mercy for anybody, and he's got it out for anybody who dares question his authority."

Cindy cocks her head as she hears the front door, and wanders back out into the hall, the phone still to her ear. Glancing around the corner, she sees Wes and smiles her greeting, though she tries to stay on track with her son. "That doesn't sound like him, Jase. Are you sure you're not just bucking structure?"

"Of course I'm sure! Look, you know we went after Scott and all that? And found him? Austin actually interrogated him after that. Messed up Scott bad. Then when confronted, he just says it was protocol."

Cindy frowns as she moves about the kitchen to fix Wes a late lunch. "Surely he had his reasons. I can't imagine him hurting one of his own men on purpose."

"Oh, he covered that too by letting Scott go."

"What?"

"Yeah, he canned him. Though some of us are working on that not happening."

"Are you sure you have all the pieces?" Cindy's worry increases. She gets a plate down from the cupboard, moving to prepare a sandwich. "I mean... I know Austin and that's just not like..."

Jason's frustration grows. "Look, I'm just telling you the facts."

"I know, but do you know everything? Maybe Austin had his reasons about Scott. And maybe he's just trying to make TJY a better place. You can't blame him for that."

Jason sits up a little straighter on his couch, suddenly feeling as though instead of simply informing his mother, he had to defend himself. "No, he didn't have any reasons, other than to torture Scott! And he's ruining TJY, not making it better."

Cindy sighs, her motherly instincts taking over. "It can't be that bad. He wouldn't do anything to harm the corporation or deliberately do things to make his staff unhappy."

"He would and he is!"

Cindy finishes up the sandwich and moves to the table to put it down for Wes, then goes to get him something to drink. "I think you're reading him wrong. The man I spoke to just before he left wouldn't have done that. He cares about his agent, and you're the most important to him too. He loves you Jason. Give him a chance to fill Carter's shoes. It can't be easy, and..."

"He doesn't love me!" Jason is on his feet, pacing as his anger starts to churn. "Do you really want to know what kind of a man he is?"

"Well I thought he..."

"I'll tell you. He helped put me in prison."

Cindy stops in her tracks at the refrigerator. "What?"

"You heard me."

"Oh, Jason, come on." Cindy puts a hand on her hip. "Why on earth would he do something like that? How did you find that information?"

"I found it in his own office. It's as plain as day. Don't believe me, I'll send you a copy."

"I'm sorry, but I just can't believe he'd do something like that." A pain hits Cindy's heart as she remembers how awful the time was when she knew her son was in prison. She couldn't believe that Austin was capable of instigating that, or helping make that happen. "Did you talk to him about it?"

"Of course not!"

"Well maybe you should, and hear his side. I'm sure there's a logical explanation for whatever it was you found."

"There isn't! He sold me out, Mom! Don't you get it?!"

"But Jason, I..."

"You know what? Forget it." Jason throws his arm in the air. "Just forget it. I called because I wanted to let you know what was going on in case he tried to pull a stunt with you too. But apparently he's already convinced you he's the nicest guy on earth. So I guess I'm alone in this one."

Cindy blinks again as she receives Jason's harsh tone. "I'm sorry, I just..."

"You want to do yourself a favor? Don't trust him any more, and tell the others not to either. But if you prefer taking his side over my word, then so be it. I can't stop you."

Cindy's voice starts to waver. "Jason, please... I just think that..."

"No." Jason grits his teeth. He'd expected support, not the need to defend himself, especially with his own mother. "Just go on trusting him. I'm not. If you don't like it, fine, but don't go telling me what a nice guy he is, when you haven't been here to see what's been going on."

"I..."

"I'll talk to you later.''

"No, wait, I..." Cindy drops her arm, shutting off the phone with her thumb. Jason had hung up. Turning, she leans back against the kitchen counter, stunned. She didn't know what to think. She'd always trusted Austin. She couldn't believe he'd be doing those kinds of things. But she wanted to trust Jason too.

A tear escapes to run down her cheek. Jason had never yelled at her before.

Swallowing hard, she numbly takes Wes' drink to the table, then sinks down in a chair. It was obvious Jason was very upset over the whole thing, but... had he really meant to be so harsh with her? Had he really hung up on her, just like that? They'd had their differences, but he'd never made her feel like this before.

Another tear rolls down her face, and she wipes it off quickly. She didn't want to worry Wes, while at the same time, she was hurt and just felt like she needed a hug.

Jason groans and tosses his cell phone on the table. That had not gone well at all. He hadn't wanted to yell at his mom - he never did. But she just wouldn't listen!

Trudging down the hall, he flops onto his bed, closing his eyes. Maybe if he took a nap, he'd wake up to find everything better.

Light

Looking back at Axel Jess can't help the smile that forms on her lips. Axel was a quiet guy and Jess didnt mind that but when something came up they could go back and forth about it was fun. Trying to think of things to out wit eachother even if they didnt mean to was something intresting.

"As that really might be true the rainbow itself at least has to have its own bit of light to acomapny the others."

Giving another shake of her head she looks down at her food again taking a bit. She was getting use to Axel being around that was for sure and it was kind of nice. Knowing maybe she had more than one friend to eat with now.

"So, you go around with Cryptic...how do you like that? It sound like it might be fun. Never being in one place for to long, always moving...I dont know the idea sounds kind of nice to me."

Reflection

Axel listens to Jess intently, taking in her every word, his mind at work at her facial expressions, tone and body language as she spoke. Intrigue plays in his eyes, and he doesn't ask for more than what she gives, pleased simply with what she was willing to share.

At her final statement though, he looks up from his food quickly, a bit of heat rising to his cheeks. Feeling strange for the warm sensation, he chuckles and clears his throat. "Hmm, well..."

He shrugs and finally finds himself again, the same faint smile hanging on to the corner of his mouth. "I live alone above the auto shop... I don't have any pets either, though I like dogs. No kids, and as of...." He lifts his eyes to the ceiling as if calculating. "...at least six years ago, I don't have a girlfriend."

His relaxed look remains, though he glances down for a moment, taking a bite of his sandwich again to fill the silence. "As for being a rainbow..." He glances up at her again, his gaze soft and gentle, not to be taken as assuming or flirtatious, but simply thoughtful. "Rainbows are only formed by reflecting the light that's already around them."


Jason stands helplessly, wanting to bad to do something for Scott, but knowing that Katie was right. Once she's brought the food and other things, he looks down at her for a moment before drawing her into a hug.

I hurt for him too...

Waiting another moment or two just in case Scott came, Jason finally steps back down off the porch, ambling back to his truck.

Well... I got some shopping to do... gonna make a few calls... then all that's left is coming back here. Thought I'd find a good vantage point about eight o'clock or so, after it's dark. If you're up to it, we can meet up then.


Scott shifts his weight as he hears Katie's voice, and slowly lifts his head, listening until he heard steps off the porch and at least one vehicle starting up. Gradually, he unfolds his legs to stand up and trudge to the door. Opening it cautiously, he sees no one is there anymore, then looks down to see what Katie had brought.

He gives a little sigh and just stands looking at it for a moment. He was so grateful... he didn't deserve friends like these, and it almost hurt. At the same time, he felt badly for not letting them in or talking to them. He was pushing them away... but he just didn't feel like interacting right now. He'd finally gotten away from all the attention at TJY, for now.... he just wanted to be left alone.

Thinking, he finally leans down to pick up the bags and take them inside.

What makes a rainbow shine?

Taking note to where they sit Jess is a little saprised but it makes her smile inside. She hadnt noticed it to much untill the day Axel had picked her up in the pick up but he was very consider it of her. Thinking back to when Jess first met him her face had still been healing and though a few scars still marked her face most was healed now. It wasnt hard for anyone to probley know Jess had a rough time. It made her smile and set her a little more at ease seeing he went out of his way to make her feel safe.

As the table remaind quiet for the most part Jess dont really mind. Looking over the menu for at least 20 times she finally figures out what she wants and order. Before long the meal was here. Slowly eating her food Jess thinks about Axel's comment. Glaning up Jess catchs sight of the scars on his hands and can only wonder what happend but thought for now it was best not to go asking personal questions when she hardly new him. Still mulling over his comment Jess figures maybe if she left a few things out it wouldnt be so bad to tell him a little more. Looking up Jess catches Axel's eye giving a small smile.

"Well I live alone, no pets though I always wanted a small dog. I dont have any kids, and as of yesterday...."

Jess stops for a moment as a flicker of shadness pass through her eyes as she looks down at her plate and moves a french fry around before looking up again a smile trying to makes its way out again.

"...I dont have a boyfriend anymore, but I guess thats for the best anyways. Don't really have any friends, my life has been a mess and alot less than perfect. As for anything alse about me its intresting, but something I would rather just keep in the past for right now."

Jess new she was leaving out alot of stuff to tell Axel but sometimes it just hurt to much to talk about it still and just thinking about what happend with Peter and how her friends turned there back on her made her sick. Sometimes old habits died hard but at least she did them alone now. Alone...maybe that was they best way to be.

Remeber what Axel said about a hidden light Jess gives a small chuckel as she takes a sip of her milk.

"So you think I have a hidden light huh? I guess I've never really been told that one before. What about you? All I know is you name, you forget to put gas in your truck, and you have a stuning smile. What makes my personal rainbow shine?"

Coming along next to Jason Katie looks into Scott's window and her heart drops. It was so hard to see Scott like this. It hurt so much and it made her even more upset inside. This wasnt write, it was all wrong. Stepping down from the window Katie shakes her head.

There isnt anything we can do saddly J. The most is we can keep checking up on him to make sure he is still....

Katie's words trail off. Was alive really the word to use. Scott certinly was not ok, and he was not much for alive eather. All his life had been sucked out of him.

...breathing, and dosent need anything.

Going back to the car Katie takes the food she had, had Herb box up for Scoot and grabs a bad with some books and magazeans in it. Going back to the front door Katie sets the stuff off to the side a little and knocks on the door once more before talking a little louder through the door.

"Scotty, I am leaving some food out here for you and something to drink. Herb made it just for you its your fav. Also I have some of your old books and magazeans out here so you'll have something to read. If you need anything Scotty please call ok?"

Moving away from the door Katie shakes her head as she looks to Jason. The emotions inside, everything hurt for her friend.

Lets leave him alone for now. We can come back later to keep watch over him.

Blind spot

At Jess' comment about a double rainbow, a strange pang hit's Axel. And for the first time, a glint in his eye proves he'd been caught off guard. He blinks, then chuckles, backing up to the truck, and just shakes his head.

Getting to the little restaurant, he sits for just a moment, fingering his keys. In the back of his mind there were red flags popping up all over the place. Yet he was sitting here, eating lunch with Jess anyway. Regrets had always been lurking around the corners. He could only hope this wasn't one of those corners.

Finally getting out, he meets Jess near the door, grinning a little. "I hope it purrs like a kitten," he nods. "I worked on it myself."

He opens the front door, letting Jess enter before him, then slips inside as well. Allowed to find their own seats, Axel purposely picks a table near the front window, thinking of Jess. Some might not think a thing of it, while others would note that it was away from the corners with the best lighting, and a clear route to the exit. And though one sitting there might not realize why they felt relaxed, the location was the safest position in the cafe.

After sitting down, a waitress comes to the table to take their orders, and soon after, their meal has arrived.

Axel remains relaxed and somewhat quiet, not fearing silence as some would. Eating a bit of his sandwich, he studies Jess, wondering about the mixed emotions that laid behind her eyes. He wondered how many of them were from the night before, and how many of them had existed there for years. How many had laid there from hurts before.

Pausing once after lifting his glass of water, he hides a wince and rubs his hand where some might notice the scars, one on each side of his hand between his first finger and thumb.

"So..." He cocks his head, his eyes twinkling. "I know your name... I know what kind of car you drive... I know you dance better than you think... and I know you have a hidden light behind your eyes. But that's about it." He lets his implied question hang, wondering if small talk would be accomplished or avoided.


As Wyatt stands up with Aerith and is taken into a hug, he chuckles and returns it, giving her a tight squeeze. "Mm... I don't think I could turn down at date... at least not one with you."

Tilting back to see her face, his smile remains and he leans to kiss the top of her head. "I won't be able to get off until eight tonight, but if you can wait that long, I'll meet you wherever you want."

Jason glances up at the two, his own enjoyment rising at seeing the light romantic interaction. It was nice to see both Wyatt and Aerith happy with their relationship. They deserved it.

His attention diverts to his silent conversation with Katie.

Yeah, okay. Let's swing by his place and at least check on him.

He lets Katie slide from the booth first, then follows suit. Saying goodbye to Wyatt and Aerith, he leaves Mom and Pop's with Katie, following her to Scott's house.

Parking by the curb, Jason gets out of his truck then waits for Katie. "Well... the house looks quiet. I guess we'll just knock. Domino should be around too."

Ambling up the walk, he heads to the porch, then pauses in front of the door. Glancing at the windows, they're dark, the curtains drawn. Giving a shrug, he raps his knuckles on the door. Hearing nothing, he tries again, this time calling out. "Scott?"

Domino's barking greets them from the other side of the door, but nothing else.

"Scott, you home?" Jason calls a little louder, listening intently. Nothing. He turns to Katie, lifting his eyebrows.

Moving to one of the windows by the porch, he puts his hands to the glass to peer in. After a moment, he withdraws, a strong emotion of pity surfacing. Looking down, then back up to Katie, he gestures for her to come look as well.

The window was on the side of the living room, an the curtains were away from the side just enough to see in.

Scott was still sitting in the middle of the floor, his knees drawn up, his face buried, just like he sat in the bed at the TJY infirmary. Domino was scampering back and forth between him and the door, but he wasn't acknowledging her.

Jason's jaw muscles tighten as sorrow mixed with anger rises. Scott had never been one of the strongest people he knew, but he'd had a quiet strength about him nonetheless, and now... to see him like this...

What do we do, Katie? What can we possibly do for him?


Dani enters Mom and Pop’s, and seeing Carson in the back, a smile forms. Spotting Aerith and Mable, she waves and comes up to the counter to take a seat on one of the stools. “Hey, guys.”

Carson perks up at the sound of his sister’s voice, and glances through to the front. “You’re early!” he hollers.

Dani laughs. “By whose clock?”

Carson glances at his watch. “Mine. You’re early by seventy-two seconds.”

“Aww, well then take your time.” Dani shakes her head in amusement, waiting until her brother emerged.

He grins and leans on the counter. “Hi.”

“Hi.” Dani spots his hand and frowns. “What did you do to your finger?”

“Shark bite.”

“What?”

“Went deep sea fishing over my lunch break.”

“Carson!” Dani whacks his arm. “What did you do?”

Carson rolls his eyes. “Spoil my fun, will you? I cut it with a knife. Did a good enough job on it that I got to get stitches and everything.”

Dani smirks at him. “Way to go. Hurt much?”

“Nah. I got someone to kiss it and make it feel better.”

Dani just shakes her head, then gives him a silly grin. “Say that again.”

“What?”

“Say that again.”

Carson quirks an eyebrow. “What? Someone kissed it to make it feel better?”

Dani’s smile widens. “That’s what I thought you said.”

“What about it?’

Dani shakes her head. “Nothing.”

“Oh come on. What are you getting at?”

“Nothing!” Receiving an annoyed look, Dani laughs. “I was just noticing your accent.”

Carson straightens a little. “And what of it?”

“You’re losing it.” Dani’s eyes dance with mischief. “Sounding more and more like an American, Bro, better watch it.”

Carson chuckles and shakes his head, dropping his accent altogether. “Yeah, I know. Pretty soon you won’t be able to tell me apart from any average Joe.”

Dani giggles. “How do you do that?”

Carson grins and grabs a towel to wipe up a water ring he’d spotted on the counter, resuming his natural voice. “Practice.”

Dani lets the conversation pause a moment before getting in to what her main purpose was for being here. “So. Want to move in with me, huh?”

“If you’ll still have me.”

“Of course. Why the change of heart?”

Carson stops a moment, then shrugs. “Guess I want a change of scenery. Something’s got to look up, right?”

Dani eyes him curiously. “Everything alright?”

“Oh… sure.”

Dani cocks her head and waits until her brother looks her in the eye. “You’re a bad liar.”

Carson sighs and looks around the restaurant, making sure no one is paying attention to their conversation. “Don’t know where I’m headed, Dani. I broke up with Jess last night, and this morning I got Misty coming up in the passing lane.

Dani’s eyes widen. “Whoa. I’m sorry. Wow… what happened?”

Carson shakes his head. “Complicated.”

Dani gives him an apologetic look, her tone softening. “No wonder you look worn out. I thought things with Misty weren’t… well… so hot.”

Carson turns around to get Dani the drink of soda pop that he knew she wanted. “They’re not.”

“So why is… I mean… the passing lane?”

“She’s in my blind spot.”

Dani bites her lip. If she didn't know Carson was having such a hard time, she’d find his analogy amusing. “Don’t know if she’s gonna catch up or back off, eh?”

“Not quite.”

“Well…how about you come over tonight and we’ll talk about you moving in, and… maybe a few other things too?” Dani gives him a knowing smile.

Carson nods gratefully. “Alright. Herb’s closing up tonight, so I can be there about seven if that’s okay.”

“Sure. I’ll fix us something for supper if you can stand my cooking.”

Carson laughs. “I cook all day. Letting you do it is fine with me.”