Thinking for a moment and consternating on his game again it the wheels in Alec's head turned. Pete didn't want him caged, it was strange to think someone saw him like that, a little more than just a trouble maker.
"Well as long as the top dog doesn't skin us both."
Pausing the game again and looking at Pete Trey cocks his head a little but just to look up at him for a long moment. He liked to bend and break the rules, maybe thats why they seemed to get along, they both clicked.
"I guess it is silly of me to ask why you'd want to get into trouble when I do it all the time too huh? Alright I guess I am on for tomorrow night again. Free beer, and maybe with some luck that pretty girl will be there again right?"
Giving Pete a little wink he looks back to his game again drawing his attachen there again a grin draw across his lips. Tonight was going to be a boring one but with any luck and a few hours of bugging Hal to go outside he hoped it would pass quickly.
Hearing someone slowly approaching the smile on Faith's lips grows. Just by the sound of his footsteps she new it was Sparky. Leaning her head on his shoulder for a moment she gives a content sigh before looking up at him again.
"Yes, just the most amazing man I ever met. Good Morning Tyler."
Tilting her head a little she leans in to place a soft kiss on his lips before pulling away a little. The colors from the rising sun stretching across the sky, and across her face as well. Reflecting in her eyes causing them to dance, and sparkle.
Pasing the floor Libby couldn't help it. Ty had been in with the Dr for a long time and the longer they waited the more nervous she got. She hopped everything was ok with Ty, and once in a while giving glances to Rick and being reassured with nods she tried to keep her hopes up.
Looking up and seeing Ty finally emerge from the back Libby stops moving back and forth just watching him. Seeing his up and moving that was good, not that what he went through was going to be dangerous but she couldn't help the worry anyways.
Leting Rick talk to Ty first Libby moves a little closer to him. Hearing what was wrong and that it might of been what Rick had guess it excited Libby a little bit, to know everything was going to be ok and with a little help Ty would be just find at reading and she hoped it would help his confidence.
Finally when they were finished talking Libby steps closer again slipping her hand into Ty's her smile wide on her own lips. As her eyes sparkle.
"I'm so proud of you Ty, so many new things are going to be opened up for you. I better watch myself now, you might not need me to help you quite as much."
Looking over the print outs another two times Misty just can't believe what she is reading. This was almost impossible, though she new really it wasn't. Going to her desk and setting the paper down and pulling out her phone she new it was Rick she needed to call next. Dialing the number and waiting till his voice mail picked up.
"Rick, It's Misty...I got all the tests back on Jason and Trey. If I read them right and I don't know how I couldn't..they say they are...brothers. Twins to be more like it. I need you to call me as soon as you can. Thanks Rick."
9/17/10
Early
Pete steps a little farther into the room and leans back against the wall. He tilts his head and grins, shrugging. "Ah well, you know... the boss man gets pretty steamed about a lot of things. Doesn't really bother me."
Pausing, he studies Trey for a moment. "You're the guy who likes trouble and you're asking me why I would want to get into some?" He grins again. "Don't think too much, your brain might implode. Just chock it up to me figuring a guy like you could use the fresh air. I don't like caged animals either." He shrugs once more. "Reese will cool off anyway - he's the kind of guy that gets hot then cools off quick... especially if it's with an agent he likes." Pete winks, indicating that he was one of those agents.
"So is that a yes about tomorrow night?"
Rick paces the large waiting area at the test center, though isn't nervous. He'd been sitting with Libby for quite a while, waiting for Ty who had been with the doctor. Rick's eyes roam the large paintings, studying them for the umpteenth time before wandering over to a display of color charts, pamphlets about Irlen's syndrome and more.
Yawning, he returns to the plush couch next to Libby and he glances over to her. "Exciting day," he teases. In reality, it was a bit boring, no matter how great a reason they had for being there. Not to mention, Rick's mind was still partially back at TJY, wondering about the tests Misty was doing.
Catching movement with the corner of his eye, he looks up to see Ty coming towards them. Smiling, he stands up. "Hey... you're still alive, I see."
Ty grins and nods, hooking his thumbs in his jeans pockets. "Yeah, apparently."
"So..." Rick looks at him with question. "What did the find doctor have to say?"
"I've got Irlen's," Ty confirms. Even though there was hesitance in his eyes when he looked to Libby, there was a new element of relief as well. "Guess I'm a medium case - not the worst, but bad enough it messes with me."
Rick nods, very glad to know that they had finally figured out what was going on, and so glad that it was something like this, rather than a learning disorder which could have no remedy. "What's your color?"
"Kinda a burnt red."
Rick grins. "At least it wasn't pick or purple."
Ty laughs and nods. "Yeah, that was a relief. Wouldn't want to walk around with pink glasses. Might do damage to my reputation."
"So what did they recommend?"
"Um, glasses. They know what I need so... they said with any luck they could have them ready by tomorrow afternoon. Already picked out frames. They'll give me an overlay too for reading stuff or whatever if I don't have my glasses on."
"Well that's fantastic, Ty." Rick pats his shoulder. "Good for you. This is great news."
Ty's cheeks grow a little warm, but he still smiles, his eyes roaming back to Libby. "I guess I've got the two of you to thank for this. I... I wouldn't have come otherwise."
Sparky yawns and trudges down the bunkhouse steps. Even though his body had not wanted to roll out of bed this early, his mind hadn't let him sleep any longer. He had too many thoughts running through his mind to leave him be. Maybe a cup of coffee would do the trick in a while and he could perk up for the day.
Tucking his hands in his denim jacket pockets, he heads towards the barn, yawning again as his boots crunch on the gravel. Reaching the door, he's just ready to open it when he realizes that someone is standing out by one of the pasture fences. He squints out from under his hat, finding it difficult to focus in this gray light right before the sunrise. Realizing who it is, a small smile creases his lips and he leaves the barn be for now. He was early anyway.
Ambling across the driveway then the grass, he approaches Faith slowly, coming up beside her to lean on the fence. "You're up awfully early," he greets quietly. He has no control over his lips as they curl into another smile. "Waiting for someone?"
Pausing, he studies Trey for a moment. "You're the guy who likes trouble and you're asking me why I would want to get into some?" He grins again. "Don't think too much, your brain might implode. Just chock it up to me figuring a guy like you could use the fresh air. I don't like caged animals either." He shrugs once more. "Reese will cool off anyway - he's the kind of guy that gets hot then cools off quick... especially if it's with an agent he likes." Pete winks, indicating that he was one of those agents.
"So is that a yes about tomorrow night?"
Rick paces the large waiting area at the test center, though isn't nervous. He'd been sitting with Libby for quite a while, waiting for Ty who had been with the doctor. Rick's eyes roam the large paintings, studying them for the umpteenth time before wandering over to a display of color charts, pamphlets about Irlen's syndrome and more.
Yawning, he returns to the plush couch next to Libby and he glances over to her. "Exciting day," he teases. In reality, it was a bit boring, no matter how great a reason they had for being there. Not to mention, Rick's mind was still partially back at TJY, wondering about the tests Misty was doing.
Catching movement with the corner of his eye, he looks up to see Ty coming towards them. Smiling, he stands up. "Hey... you're still alive, I see."
Ty grins and nods, hooking his thumbs in his jeans pockets. "Yeah, apparently."
"So..." Rick looks at him with question. "What did the find doctor have to say?"
"I've got Irlen's," Ty confirms. Even though there was hesitance in his eyes when he looked to Libby, there was a new element of relief as well. "Guess I'm a medium case - not the worst, but bad enough it messes with me."
Rick nods, very glad to know that they had finally figured out what was going on, and so glad that it was something like this, rather than a learning disorder which could have no remedy. "What's your color?"
"Kinda a burnt red."
Rick grins. "At least it wasn't pick or purple."
Ty laughs and nods. "Yeah, that was a relief. Wouldn't want to walk around with pink glasses. Might do damage to my reputation."
"So what did they recommend?"
"Um, glasses. They know what I need so... they said with any luck they could have them ready by tomorrow afternoon. Already picked out frames. They'll give me an overlay too for reading stuff or whatever if I don't have my glasses on."
"Well that's fantastic, Ty." Rick pats his shoulder. "Good for you. This is great news."
Ty's cheeks grow a little warm, but he still smiles, his eyes roaming back to Libby. "I guess I've got the two of you to thank for this. I... I wouldn't have come otherwise."
Sparky yawns and trudges down the bunkhouse steps. Even though his body had not wanted to roll out of bed this early, his mind hadn't let him sleep any longer. He had too many thoughts running through his mind to leave him be. Maybe a cup of coffee would do the trick in a while and he could perk up for the day.
Tucking his hands in his denim jacket pockets, he heads towards the barn, yawning again as his boots crunch on the gravel. Reaching the door, he's just ready to open it when he realizes that someone is standing out by one of the pasture fences. He squints out from under his hat, finding it difficult to focus in this gray light right before the sunrise. Realizing who it is, a small smile creases his lips and he leaves the barn be for now. He was early anyway.
Ambling across the driveway then the grass, he approaches Faith slowly, coming up beside her to lean on the fence. "You're up awfully early," he greets quietly. He has no control over his lips as they curl into another smile. "Waiting for someone?"
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