Either way

Phil is surprised at Rayne's request to go to his church with him. He didn't know where she attended regularly, but she must trust him enough through his actions to believe he went somewhere she might enjoy too.

He tries not to nod too quickly - he liked the idea but didn't want to see overenthusiastic and weird her out. "Sure - that would be great!" Seeing the house he was looking for coming up, he pulls over to the curb, but wants to finish their conversation first. "I don't have to play on the worship team this week, so I'll have plenty of time to pick you up. Would you like to come to Sunday School too? We're studying Paul right now - pretty cool. Up to you though, I can pick you up either way."


Ryder's eyes fly open and bounce around the hospital room as for several moments, he has no idea where he is. The hot pain in his leg makes him remember though. Sweat trickled down the side of his face, a result of the dream he'd just had. Or perhaps it was a nightmare. He hadn't dreamed of his brother in a long time. Maybe it was the meds getting to him. Either way, it hadn't been a nice dream and he'd rather make himself stay awake than go through that again.

Shifting a little, he winces. The pain meds must have started to wear off. His mouth felt like he'd been sucking on cotton balls too. Turning his head a little, he sees Thirteen is still here. The window was dark now - he must have been out for longer than intended if the day had already gone by.

"Hey you," he manages hoarsely. "You should get home so you don't have to sit in that chair all night. Katie'll be there."