Again one day

The corner of Quinn's mouth turns up and he nods. "Lunch sounds like a good idea. Can't promise but... as long as things don't blow up in my face, I'll come."

If anything happened with Axel in the morning, there was a good chance that lunch plans would be dispelled. But if he didn't hear from his brother then Quinn had nothing better to do, and the prospect of hanging out with Anastasia some more was rather appealing.

Letting his arm slip from around her, his hand slides across her shoulders until he steps away to go around to the passenger side of the car. Tonight might be the end. Or it might not be. Maybe "the end" never really happened anyway... stories could always be picked back up again.

The ride back to town was again filled with music, singing and a bit of laughter too. Only when they approached the coffee shop where Quinn's car was does the atmosphere grow quiet again. Parked and ready to get out, Quinn glances out the window and sighs before looking back at Anastasia. For a long moment, he simply looks into her eyes.

"Thanks," he mentions quietly. "This has been a better day than I've had in a very long time." His eyes prove that he's telling the truth... it really had been way too long since he'd had genuine fun with such good company. If nothing else, he'd been reminded that there was more to living than work and being on the move.

Reaching over, he brushes her cheek with his finger before he leans in close an gives her lips a brief, oh so soft kiss. "If I can see you tomorrow, I'll come to the store about noon. And if I don't come... maybe our paths will cross again one day."

After another pause, Quinn gets out of the car, giving Anastasia a little wave before ambling over to his own car. Getting in, he starts the engine and watches as she pulls away, keeping an eye on the taillights until they disappear. Putting his own car in gear, he starts down the street, only to realize that he's left his CD in Anastasia's car. It makes him smile though. Maybe that was the only reason he'd need to stop back at the store tomorrow. And if not... it was hers to keep.


Jason had drifted off to sleep again and was no roused by Katie. Opening his eyes a little, he sees the fruit and nods. He knew he needed to eat something too - he just didn't seem to have the energy. But he had to.

Pulling himself up takes a little effort, but finally sitting up with his feet still on the couch, he accepts the little plate of fruit. "Thank you," he manages a bit hoarsely. "You'd make somebody a good wife."

Though his face is straight, his emotions are teasing, prompting Katie to share in the humor.

Taking a bite of orange, it was a little more sour than he thought but he eats it anyway.

So is that really all Rick said?