9/18/10

Picnic?

Pete grins a little, recognizing the reference to Ariel. "See you tomorrow, Trey."

Turning around, he heads from the little room to amble back up to the main floor. Now that he knew what he was doing tomorrow night, he could concentrate on his date with Nikki tonight. Well... it was supper over at her house again with her mother, but it was just as much a date to him as anything and he loved it.


"Mmm." Sparky returns Faith's soft kiss before slipping his arm around her shoulders. "Well, I hope Mr. Handsome doesn't show up while we're kissing. That could be kind of embarrassing and possibly detrimental to my health."

Gazing out to the horizon, he gives her a little squeeze. Opening his mouth as if to say something, he seems to stop then rethinks. "It's gonna be a warm day today," he muses. "If you feel up to it, a picnic sounds mighty good to me... maybe with some of Becky's leftover fried chicken from last night."

He cocks his head down to see her face, his hat brim brushing her forehead. "There's a little spot... clear out on the west edge of the property... nice little clearing with trees all around... perfect for pretending the rest of the world doesn't exist." His grin returns. "Join me?"


Interlocking his fingers with Libby's, Ty gives a little scoff. "You kidding me? I'll always need your help." Bending down, he gives her cheek a kiss.

Rick smirks and rolls his eyes. Feeling his phone vibrating in his pocket, he refrains from commenting on the young couple. "Excuse me. Don't run too far."

Ty grins knowingly and winks at Libby.

Moving a ways away, Rick retrieves his phone and listens to the voicemail. Hearing Misty's message, a chill runs down his spine and his pulse begins to race. How... how could it be? Though he wanted to see the data for himself, he trusted Misty and knew she would have read it correctly. But how? Did anyone else know already? Was it a surprise to all, or some big secret? One thing was for sure though...

Dialing quickly, Rick calls Misty right back. "Misty, it's me... thanks for calling. I know you're probably doing this already, but keep this under your hat until I get back, okay? I have no idea what any of this means, but this is big enough that it can't leak at all. I've got to talk to Reese as soon as I get back and I want you in on it too. Arrange a meeting, will you? And make sure Reese knows it's important so he doesn't just blow it off."

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