Breakdown

"Mm-hmm..." Gunner just lets their time together continue, taking advantage of the fact that neither one of them needed to be anywhere else right now. If t here was one thing Gunner was learning, it was to take each moment he had and live it.

Eventually though, he finally does pull away with a few more short kisses and a deep sigh. He pulls Bree down to hug her close, but knows he can't stay this way forever.

"Alright, up and at 'em!" Without warning, he shoots up and stands, pulling Bree right up with him, just to dump her back on the couch and throw the blanket over her head. Heading for the hallway, he hollers over his shoulder. "This rare breed has to see a vampire about a dog. Don't go too far though... we have a date with two sinkable floats."


Reese hangs up his phone, concern raging in his eyes. This wasn't good.

Standing up, he opts to go to Hope's office instead of using the phone. Heading for the hall, he barely acknowledges others he meets along the way. The morning had been great - everyone was in good spirits after Gunner's release yesterday. But now suddenly one small storm cloud had become much more ominous.

"Hope?" Reese taps on her door and opens it slowly. He knew she was planning to leave to go to Brookshire shortly, so it was just as well that he caught her now.

Stepping inside, he closes the door behind him, signaling that he had something serious to say. "Um... I just got a call from Jenny at Brookshire. Something... something happened."

Reese shakes his head, unsure about any of this and not wanting to upset Hope either. "It's Scott." He knew he just needed to say it - there was no beating around the bush with Hope. "Jenny said they don't know what happened, but they're diagnosing it as a nervous breakdown. He had a visitor yesterday and a while after that, Jenny said Scott just went to pieces. He won't talk, won't move and just sits in his room. She said he's babbling things that don't make any sense. But if they can't pull him through, they'll have to move him to a difference facility."

Reese swallows hard. This wasn't good, especially after the information Alec had shared... had Scott finally broken under the strain? Were they too late to help him? A small voice was in the back of Reese's mind, telling him to go talk to Alec, but his stubbornness was winning over. There was no way he was going to tell Alec about this and involve him further... that wouldn't be right at all... would it?

"I'm going up there myself... so if you want to ride together, we can."


Dylan almost retorts with a comment about not caring what Mick thought - if he wanted to go see the dirtbike track, he would. But this time, he holds his tongue. "Yeah... that'd be cool. If I survive getting back to the ranch that is."

Smirking a little, he finishes off his pop and sets his cup aside. He looks over his shoulder to see the front windows, noting that it was still pouring rain outside. At least it hadn't been doing this when BJ had gotten lost. He supposed that was one good thing.

Turning back at Dan, he cocks his head a little bit. This guy was alright... and if he was going to be Dylan's brother-in-law, he might as well get along, right? No point in making any more enemies than he already had.