Sitting down next to her on the bed, he bites his lip. He didn't know what to do or how he could help her. But he did have an answer to her question. "I don't know... but we're not gonna send you back out in the cold."
A little hesitant, his conscience reminds him that he'd been caught with a girl in his room before and it had ended quite badly. This was very different though, and he wasn't going to leave Karla alone or rouse the house. If they thought he was wrong, so be it.
Taking Karla's hand, he scoots up to sit at the head of his bed, bringing her with him. Sitting against his pillows, he pulls her up between his legs so she can lean against his chest. HIs arms wrap around her in a strong embrace, not caring that her hair was still wet.
"It's going to be okay," he assures. He felt sick, thinking about what she'd just gone through and what she'd lost. "You're alright. You got out safe and that's the main thing. It's going to be okay."
Sparky gives Faith's hand a
squeeze. "Everything's gonna be alright with that. I know it is."
Though in the pit of his stomach he suddenly had a great fear, he
didn't let it show.
"Come on..." He guides Faith from the stall then shuts the door and latches it. "I'll walk you to your bunk."
Grabbing
his hat, he puts it back on, then hands her the flowers once more.
Heading out of the barn, he checks on a few stalls and shuts of some
lights, then walks beside Faith to the bunk houses. Once last kiss
goodnight, and he's on his own again, meandering to his own bunkhouse.
It felt just a little darker and a little colder tonight.
JT
rubs Bree's arm comfortingly. Her words surprised him just a little. He
knew she had strong feelings for Gunner, but wasn't expecting her to
admit it aloud yet.
"Gunner loves you too, ya know... he told me so."
Looking
at his niece, JT is suddenly overcome with the realization that one of
these days, it might be Gunner taking care of her and not him anymore.
The other man in her life that had just been a friend was becoming more
and more, and soon, JT would be looking at her from a distance. He knew
they would always be close but there was an element there that hurt
just a little. And for the first time, he maybe felt just a small part
of what a parent might feel.
Bree
was as grown woman, no doubt. But they'd shared such good times during
the last few years that it was hard to imagine anything changing.
"You'll see him soon... soon."
A
smile spreads on David's face at Angelica's acceptance. "Well alright
then - ice cream it is. But I have a feeling that after that, it's
going to be awfully close to closing up for the night."
Putting
away his own papers, it doesn't take long to be ready to leave Mom and
Pop's. He gathers his bags and follows Angelica, at her mercy as far as
transportation went.
Soon,
they have arrived at a little ice cream shop and wind up outside under
the lights, even though it's a bit chilly after sunset. David has a
small dish and sucks on his spoon thoughtfully. "Mm... it's been a long
time since I've had good ice cream."
Eyeing Angelica a moment, a smile surfaces. "So after we've won this case, how about coming back to California for a visit?"
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