Friend

Sparky's just closing up a stall door when Faith comes up behind him. Spinning around, he falters for just a moment, blinking as a smile appears. "Well now..."

He takes off his gloves and wanders closer to her. "I don't think I've seen a guy around here who's deserves the company of a pretty girl like you."

He spreads his arms a little, looking down at himself. He'd been in the barn almost all day and looked like it. "But, if you don't mind a broken down cowboy, I'd be glad to take that seat."

JT doesn't have to be told twice and he follows Rosetta with Bree, setting her down carefully on the bed and making sure she was covered warmly before straightening again and looking to his old friend. "I'm sorry to barge in on you like this. Gunner Franklin suggested it first and I agreed. We need a place to hide out. This is my niece, Bree, and her parents are trying to keep her in a mental facility even though she's perfectly sane. Gunner and I broke her out and well..."

He stops, taking a deep breath. He was so tired. "The police don't know yet where we are... and I don't want to put you guys in this position but we had no where else to go. We just need a place to hide out until we can get some legal proof to win our case."

Wiping some sweat from his brow, he glances to Amanda. "And this is Dr. Amanda Fuller. She's a fellow doctor at the hospital I work at and..." He looks her in the eye for a moment, though still talking to Rosetta. "...she's a good friend."

Shifting his eyes back to Rosetta, he nods. "I do need Angel, just to get Bree settled. She's coming down off of meds she never should have been given and she's had hardly any nourishment."