1/6/10

Just

Ty lets the subject of reading drop for now. Libby seemed pretty determined, and while he himself was determined he couldn't read, there was still a buried desire to learn. He would deal with the issue if it came up again.

Her question of his job brings a wry grin. Wiping his mouth with a napkin, he leans back and reaches into his pocket to pull out an Elite badge. Turning it around to Libby, he shakes his head. "Don't get exited... I'm just a night janitor. I was the only one that could crack our own security system and... I'm a janitor."


Reese quirks an eyebrow, not completely convinced about Gunner, but he shrugs. "Yeah, keep 'em. Let me go make a few phone calls and I'm sure I'll be back so we can go pay this rascal a visit."

Sure enough, it wasn't forty-five minutes later that Reese was back and ready to take Hope down to the station where he could get her cleared to see Gunner. The drive doesn't take long and they're being let in by an officer.

Gunner still sits at the empty table, his hands cuffed in front of him, though he's managed to turn his chair around and straddle it. He's been offered water to drink a time or two, but he's still in his same grimy clothes and has not yet had a chance to clean his face. He was exhausted without sleep for the night, and still running on adrenaline.

Hearing the door click open, he looks up quickly, seeing Reese and Hope. He smirks a little and shakes his head. "I ask for a lawyer and I get the counselor again. Guess I shouldn't be surprised."

Reese rolls his eyes and gestures to a chair for Hope. "I'll be right outside. Let us know when you're done or if you need anything."

Left alone with Hope, Gunner folds his hands, squaring his shoulders. "Well now... what do you think, doc? Am I crazy yet?"


Entering the quiet barn, Sparky immediately hears Faith's voice and follows it until he spies her giving a treat to one of the horses. He just stands and watches her for a moment, a grin forming on his face, creating faint crow's feet at the corners of his eyes.

"Keep giving him goodies and I might get jealous," he teases.

No comments:

Post a Comment