Not giving much resistance to Rick's prompt to lay down next to Jason she swings her legs up onto the bed and lays her head down on the pillow next to Jason's. Keeping her fingers locked with his she drew his emotions out with what he would give but she new he had to give more.
I know, I love you to Jason. Its just part of the process, its ok.
As Jason lets his emotions go Katie gives a gasp as her grips onto Jason's hand even tighter. It took everything she had not to scream out in pain. It would only make it worse so she did her best to keep the scream in but her whimpers escaped anyways.
Just letting the emotions filter through her mind Katie understood what had happened and everything else around her seemed to fade. Everyone in the room, it was her and Jason, his emotions and his throughs, what he saw, and how he felt it was all given to her so she to now new what was going on.
Letting her own grip go soft a little Katie relaxed a little as the emotions started to slow. Forcing her eyes open she felt so tired, and drained but she forced a smile anyways. Her voice was soft as she leaned her head close to his.
"Don't be sorry. I'm ok, just tired. Are you...going to be ok?"
Hearing Justin's voice Dalton's head shoots up. Feeling a little irritation grow there was something in Justin's eyes that stops Dalton. It was almost a look of defeat, a glint that had gone out. There was a pang in Dalton's heart as the soft spot was being hit.
Just continuing to look at him Dalton listins hearing the words he said. Hearing that Scott didn't want to see Justin anymore and or himself Dalton's shoulders seemed to sink a little bit. He had known about Hope and he had choose not to tell Scott out of her own wish and now...now Scott new and maybe he was worse off.
As Justin continues to talk for once he was actually thankful for his words. He felt in a way defeated that his friend was now pulling away, and he couldn't do anything but blame himself. Seeing Justin start to leave Dalton stands up from his desk and moves around it. Maybe it was at the moment he himself felt weak that his friend was angry at him, or maybe it was the look in Justin's eye that made him see he did care.
"Justin..."
Taking a few steps twords him Dalton lets out a long sigh before holding his hand out quickly in a gesture to shake it.
"..this doesn't mean I like you, but...thanks for trying to help Scott. You've done a lot of good for him."
Giving a laugh at Ariel's mention to being lazy Trey just shakes his head a little bit. He didn't mind driving he just had wondered how close things where together and just trying to get his bearings.
"Driving for the lazy it is than. I think I can handle that."
Once the food was ready Trey grabs what he can along with making sure there was a set of chop stix as well. Following Ariel out of the chines restraint he followed her to her car. it wasn't the best of car but it was wheels non the less and that was more than he could say for himself.
Getting in and keeping the conversation light it didn't take much time to get to the park and Trey was following Ariel once again till coming to a picnic table and getting comfortable. Getting his chop stix out and opening his meal Trey gives a small smile as he hears Ariel's question. Just letting it linger for a long moment as he took a bit of his food he closes his eyes enjoying how good this really had tasted. Done chewing he opens his eyes again and looks across the table at Ariel.
"It's not so bad once I am out and about. Still not sure about how long I'll be here. I guess for a guy how has a hit over his head there is no timing till they are ready to stop. I have a feeling I'll be around for quite a while though. Doesn't seem like its to bad of a town just...a lot slower than what I am use to."
Thinking for a moment it was easy to see Thirteen was thinking about Jeff and trying to remember who he was. A smile spreads across her faces as her memorie takes hold and she gives a small nod agreeing with Ryder as he spoke.
"Oh yes I remember Jeff, Katie's dad. I think Ryder is right and Katie wouldn't mind at all. Having the whole family together would be a nice thing."
Just letting Ryder and Trent go back and forth for a few moments Thirteen didn't mind. Keeping her smile and looking at her dad she couldn't help but just be happy he was here, on his own he had come to see her. Really it did make her feel good.
As the conversation comes back to her Thirteen's smile grows even more hearing her father was interesting in knowing, really knowing how she was.
"I've been doing pretty good. I have a job now part time working at Mom and Pop's. Carson is really nice to work for and it is nice to get out of the house a little."
Taking in a deep breath Thirteen is quiet for a moment thinking about everything else that was pretty new.
"Ryder was teaching me how to drive too. I think I did ok, other than hitting the curb when I tried to park. Oh I got to go to the pet store as well as look at the puppy's they were cute. How about you? How about you? Anything new going on?"
Giving a grin Dan enters into the bunk house even more and closes the door behind him. The smile on his face just seems to grow even more as he sinks down on the bed. Jade made him feel so good, he just loved being close to her for that reason.
"I'll be your pillow all day as long as that meant I could be close to you."
Placing a kiss on the top of her head and scooting down on the bed Dan wraps his arm around Jade and pulls her close to him. Though it might be a long time still till they married, just knowing that ring was on her finger and that one day they would it put butterflys in his stomach. That someone could love him again, it was a great feeling.
"So what movie are we watching? A chick flick?"
Giving a chuckle and following Sparky into the other room Faith couldn't help the smile on her lips. She enjoyed being there for Sparky and doing things for him. After all the help he had given her it was the last she could do.
"Your very welcome my Love. Is everything going to be ok now?"
Faith couldn't help but worry. Rosetta and BJ hadn't come down for dinner, and after hearing Mike road off she couldn't help but worry. Faith had only been here a short while but this place, and these people already it felt like home to her and what happened to them mattered.
Getting the kiss from Mick Rosetta gives a smile and leans into him a little bit resting her head on his chest. She'd missed him all day, and had worried about him as well. It was normal for her to worry when something wasn't right.
"Your in luck I just brewed a fresh pot of coffee so that will keep me up with you a little longer."
Pouring a cup for herself and than one for Mick as well Rosetta brings them over to the table along with a bowl of hot soup and sets them down. Taking her place beside Mick she sits for a moment running her finger of the rim of her glass. Turning her head a little and looking at Mick she just studys him for a long moment.
The look in Mick's eye was one Rosetta had grown to know well. He was tired, and still beating himself up for this whole thing when really he had nothing to do with it. Reaching out Rosetta puts her hand over top of Mick's her warm fingers meeting his. Running the tips of her fingers over his.
"You can't blame yourself Mick. The air is filled with what if, but even if those could be answered and things could be different it doesn't mean that would be. We just have to deal with the now, and let everything else be in God's hands."
Letting her fingers move up his arm Rosetta finally puts her arm over his shoulders. Pulling herself a little closer to him and just letting her own warmth transfer to his cold skin.
"I love you Mick, and we are in this together. Your not alone never forget that...ok?"
10/30/10
Tough stuff
Seeing his daughter in trouble, Jeff is instantly concerned. "Katie... are you okay?" His hand goes to her shoulder instinctively. Feeling panicked, he tries to remain calm, not understanding why his hand starts to shake with nervousness. When Katie mentions Jason though, he suddenly realizes what's happening and he nods. "Don't worry about lunch. Let's go." He'd offer to drive, but she's already pulling out again, so he just keeps a close eye on her, wondering what was really going on. He knew all about Katie and Jason's connection, but there were still so many unanswered questions that it just made him worry all the more. Seeing her suffer... it didn't seem fair. He didn't care about postponing lunch or any silly inconvenience - it was seeing his daughter in pain that was the worst for him.
Her apology after the phone call makes him roll his eyes. "There's nothing to be sorry about. It's not your fault."
Back at TJY, Jeff does his best to help Katie inside and to the infirmary. There was a strange tension in the air... or maybe it was just his own emotions that were being unintentionally toyed with. He couldn't tell. Reaching the infirmary, he stands back just to watch, not wanting to get in the way, and confused about what had happened.
Jason's eyes had fallen shut and he was now shaking, desperately trying to put a lid on all of these rampant emotions. Suddenly realizing Katie was there, his hand reaches for hers and unknowingly puts it in a death grip. A simple touch broke a hole through the wall and like a breath of fresh air, he could feel her... he could hear her.
Katie... I'm trying... trying so hard. It just won't stop.
Rick is right there and coaxes Katie to lie on the bed where she could remain with Jason and not collapse. "Take it easy," he prompts gently. "We weren't sure how he'd take the news of..." He glances back over his shoulder at Jeff. "Would you mind closing the door?"
"Oh... sure." Jeff goes to leave as well, but Rick stops him.
"No, no... you can stay. Please, actually."
Confused but compliant, Jeff shuts the door and comes closer, setting his hand back on Katie's shoulder again and giving it a little squeeze, though he knew it wouldn't help any.
Rick nods and goes on. "We've discovered that Jason has a twin brother. The news was a shock and Jason's emotions took over."
Jason shakes and seems to be completely out of it, but he responds in a strained voice. "Stupid emotions... I ought not... not care."
"You're still human," Rick reminds. Checking Jason's eyes with a pen light, he tries to keep him conscious. "Jase, you have to let go. Katie's here now... you have to do it or we're going to have to severe your connection before you guys get hurt."
Jason grits his teeth. "I don't want to hurt-"
"Do it," Rick orders sternly. He knew that though painful, it was still the best option for everyone in the room.
Eyes still closed as he curls on his side, Jason's grip on Katie's hand doesn't loosen. He knew Rick was right. The only way was for him to let go and let Katie absorb everything so that no one was harmed.
This is gonna hurt. I love you, Katie.
Cringing as the pain rages through him, he finally lets it go, allowing all of the strong emotions to race towards Katie - the only source for relief. All of the pain, anger, hurt, confusion and more swirls around in a venomous whirlpool - his poison, her life. Along with the emotions are the images and sounds from the shock itself - the meeting in Reese's office, who was involved and why it was so upsetting. Jason gave freely, knowing that Katie would now know exactly what was going on and would know that it was Trey.
Jeff is still behind Katie and Rick paces nervously, wishing, as always, that he had a better solution for these two. He glances to Misty and nods to the syringe. "I don't think we'll need the rest of that." The tension in the room was lessening and they could tell that the worst was behind them now.
Though over in a matter of minutes, it felt like hours and Jason's heart races, sweat running down his face. His grip on Katie's hand loosens though, his free hand reaching up to run through her hair. "I'm sorry," he whispers weakly. "You okay?"
Justin heads down the hall at TJY, figuring he probably should have called first but... if he had, he might have lost his nerve. This visit was necessary... it was something he had to do whether he liked it or not.
Reaching Dalton's office, he pauses and takes a deep breath before knocking. Once hearing Dalton's voice, he enters slowly, but only a few feet, not wanting to invade the giant's space. "Dalton." He nods his greeting. "I'm sorry to just drop in like this, but I won't keep you."
Taking a deep breath, he cuts right to the chase. "Look, um... I just wanted to let you know that I'll finally be out of your hair. I have... been asked to no longer be Scott's counselor." His gaze holds frustration, a bit of sorrow, and some disappointment. "After he found out about Hope, he was pretty upset with me for not telling him sooner and... he told me not to come back, so... that's that." He pauses, wanting even less to say the rest, but he knew he needed to. "I'm... also here to let you know that at the moment, Scott is quite upset with you and Sapphire as well, for the same reason."
Searching Dalton's eyes, Justin tries to make it easier, even though he knows well enough that it won't do much good. "He's asked that you don't return. However... I'm confident that he'll come around. He'll need a shoulder when Hope is gone and whether he'd ever admit it or not, you and his sister are the stability he's often relied on." He stops for another moment, not wanting anyone to be upset with Scott. "I take full responsibility for all of this. I'm sure I could have handled things differently so that I would have been the only one he'd blame. So I'm sorry that he's reacted this way to you now too. It should have just been me."
Justin bites the inside of his lower lip, really not knowing what else he could say. "I'm sure you're thrilled that I won't be back around here anymore," he muses wryly. "I guess the last thing I want to say is I would advise waiting a while then maybe calling up to Brookshire to Doctor Hawks. He'll be able to tell you if Scott wants any company at that point."
A final pause gives Justin time to search Dalton's eyes one last time. "If I've offended or wronged you in any way, you have my apologies - I wish I could have done more for both you and Scott. You've been a good friend to him... and I know that you'll continue to be. He's lucky to have someone like you around."
Ariel orders the orange chicken with fried rice, then smiles gratefully when Trey pays for the meal. "You didn't have to, but thank you."
Letting her eyes settle on his as he speaks, she shakes her head. "The park is pretty close - we might be able to walk if we took a couple shortcuts, but carrying all our food would be a hassle." She grins. "Call me lazy."
Their food is ready in only a few minutes, so Ariel leads the way out to her older red car. Driving to the park takes about five minutes with stop lights and traffic, but once they arrive, the park is pretty empty. Parking in the gravel lot, Ariel grins and gets out to come around and help Trey with the food, again taking the lead as she shows him to a picnic table under a nice shady tree. "This looks good."
Getting settled and saying a quick prayer of thanks, she unwraps her plastic fork to begin eating. "So... you've been here a few more days now," she comments. "Still unsure how long you'll stay?"
"Uh..." Trent was just a little overwhelmed, and unsure how to respond to Thirteen's enthusiasm. "I... well, Jeff is with me... you remember him? He came to see Katie so... so that would be two of us."
"We've got room for you both," Ryder offers. "I'm sure Katie wouldn't mind her dad sticking around too." He cocks his head in a silent prompt. Trent had come this far - would he follow through with a genuine effort?
Trent looks down then glances back to Thirteen. As his shoulders slouch a little, he starts to relax and he finally nods. "Okay... it'll save money for a hotel and... I'll get to try some of this cooking of yours."
Ryder grins. "She does a right good job."
"I hear you're doing some cooking yourself."
"Yeah, they're trying to turn me into an Italian cook. Guess it doesn't bother me too much."
"What is it with you Australians anyway? First Carson, then you..."
Ryder smirks. "Just one of those weird coincidences of life. I may not mind cooking and I'll admit I have fun in the kitchen sometimes but I could never take it on full-time. Not like Carson does."
Trent grins a little. "Then I guess it's a good thing you've got Jas... Thirteen around, huh?"
"I suppose it is." Ryder tosses Thirteen a wink and a smile.
A bit of an awkward pause follows, and Trent leans his elbows on his knees, fidgeting his fingers nervously. "So..." He glances to his daughter again. "How have you been?"
Hearing the knock at her door, Jade glances to her clock. She figured everyone had parted for the night after supper was over, so most likely it was only one person. A grin forms.
Sliding off her bed and padding in her bare feet to the door, she opens it and looks up at Dan. His comment makes her giggle and she bites her lip coyly. "She's doing very well - much better now that her husband-to-be came calling."
Opening up the door wider, she ushers him inside before shutting out the chilly night air. Turning around, she stands on her tiptoes to give Dan a lingering kiss on the lips, ending with a bright smile. "I was hoping you would come spend some time with me."
Going back to the bed, she slides on top and pats next to her as the movie she was watching on television still played. "I'll give you another kiss if I can use you as a pillow," she bribes.
Though weary, Faith's greeting brings a smile to Sparky's lips, forming little wrinkles under his eyes. Returning her kiss, his eyes are a little brighter now, seeing that she'd stayed up waiting for him.
"Mmm, that sounds great." He nods in response to the offer of something to eat and drink. He really was quite hungry.
Taking Faith's hands, he wraps her palms in and around his, feeling her warmth against his icy cold skin. "You're nice and warm," he teases. "You might just have to sit on my lap to warm me up."
Heading to the table, within a few minutes, Sparky's finally letting the hot soup slide down his throat. On a night like tonight, it hit the spot. Looking to his side at Faith, he smiles again. "Thank you."
Mick's uneven footsteps are tired as he limps up the porch steps and enters the house, closing the door quietly behind him. He knew BJ was probably in bed by now, and felt badly that he hadn't been there to say goodnight to the boy, but he'd make up for it in the morning. Seeing the light on in the kitchen and smelling the coffee and dinner, Mick knew that Rosetta was still up and gratefulness didn't cover half of what he felt.
Slipping off his boots, he winces as his knee twists and he leans on the wall for support, sighing wearily. Hanging up his jacket and hat, he runs a hand through his matted hair and finally makes it to the kitchen. Standing in the doorway for a moment, he cocks his head and just looks at Rosetta in the warm light, remembering why he came home every night.
Still favoring his sore leg, he bypasses his chair to go to Rosetta first, leaning down to give her lips a tender kiss. "Thanks for waiting up," he mentions quietly. "I could use the company for a while."
Going to his normal seat and easing down a bit gingerly, he rests his elbows on the table and sets his forehead on his folded hands, his head bowed. He was tired, inside and out and though determined to do something about the current situation, a part of him was still broken and blaming himself for it all. He was so hungry and cold, but it was going to take a few minutes to gather his thoughts before he could eat. Maybe he needed comfort and just wasn't sure how to ask.
Her apology after the phone call makes him roll his eyes. "There's nothing to be sorry about. It's not your fault."
Back at TJY, Jeff does his best to help Katie inside and to the infirmary. There was a strange tension in the air... or maybe it was just his own emotions that were being unintentionally toyed with. He couldn't tell. Reaching the infirmary, he stands back just to watch, not wanting to get in the way, and confused about what had happened.
Jason's eyes had fallen shut and he was now shaking, desperately trying to put a lid on all of these rampant emotions. Suddenly realizing Katie was there, his hand reaches for hers and unknowingly puts it in a death grip. A simple touch broke a hole through the wall and like a breath of fresh air, he could feel her... he could hear her.
Katie... I'm trying... trying so hard. It just won't stop.
Rick is right there and coaxes Katie to lie on the bed where she could remain with Jason and not collapse. "Take it easy," he prompts gently. "We weren't sure how he'd take the news of..." He glances back over his shoulder at Jeff. "Would you mind closing the door?"
"Oh... sure." Jeff goes to leave as well, but Rick stops him.
"No, no... you can stay. Please, actually."
Confused but compliant, Jeff shuts the door and comes closer, setting his hand back on Katie's shoulder again and giving it a little squeeze, though he knew it wouldn't help any.
Rick nods and goes on. "We've discovered that Jason has a twin brother. The news was a shock and Jason's emotions took over."
Jason shakes and seems to be completely out of it, but he responds in a strained voice. "Stupid emotions... I ought not... not care."
"You're still human," Rick reminds. Checking Jason's eyes with a pen light, he tries to keep him conscious. "Jase, you have to let go. Katie's here now... you have to do it or we're going to have to severe your connection before you guys get hurt."
Jason grits his teeth. "I don't want to hurt-"
"Do it," Rick orders sternly. He knew that though painful, it was still the best option for everyone in the room.
Eyes still closed as he curls on his side, Jason's grip on Katie's hand doesn't loosen. He knew Rick was right. The only way was for him to let go and let Katie absorb everything so that no one was harmed.
This is gonna hurt. I love you, Katie.
Cringing as the pain rages through him, he finally lets it go, allowing all of the strong emotions to race towards Katie - the only source for relief. All of the pain, anger, hurt, confusion and more swirls around in a venomous whirlpool - his poison, her life. Along with the emotions are the images and sounds from the shock itself - the meeting in Reese's office, who was involved and why it was so upsetting. Jason gave freely, knowing that Katie would now know exactly what was going on and would know that it was Trey.
Jeff is still behind Katie and Rick paces nervously, wishing, as always, that he had a better solution for these two. He glances to Misty and nods to the syringe. "I don't think we'll need the rest of that." The tension in the room was lessening and they could tell that the worst was behind them now.
Though over in a matter of minutes, it felt like hours and Jason's heart races, sweat running down his face. His grip on Katie's hand loosens though, his free hand reaching up to run through her hair. "I'm sorry," he whispers weakly. "You okay?"
Justin heads down the hall at TJY, figuring he probably should have called first but... if he had, he might have lost his nerve. This visit was necessary... it was something he had to do whether he liked it or not.
Reaching Dalton's office, he pauses and takes a deep breath before knocking. Once hearing Dalton's voice, he enters slowly, but only a few feet, not wanting to invade the giant's space. "Dalton." He nods his greeting. "I'm sorry to just drop in like this, but I won't keep you."
Taking a deep breath, he cuts right to the chase. "Look, um... I just wanted to let you know that I'll finally be out of your hair. I have... been asked to no longer be Scott's counselor." His gaze holds frustration, a bit of sorrow, and some disappointment. "After he found out about Hope, he was pretty upset with me for not telling him sooner and... he told me not to come back, so... that's that." He pauses, wanting even less to say the rest, but he knew he needed to. "I'm... also here to let you know that at the moment, Scott is quite upset with you and Sapphire as well, for the same reason."
Searching Dalton's eyes, Justin tries to make it easier, even though he knows well enough that it won't do much good. "He's asked that you don't return. However... I'm confident that he'll come around. He'll need a shoulder when Hope is gone and whether he'd ever admit it or not, you and his sister are the stability he's often relied on." He stops for another moment, not wanting anyone to be upset with Scott. "I take full responsibility for all of this. I'm sure I could have handled things differently so that I would have been the only one he'd blame. So I'm sorry that he's reacted this way to you now too. It should have just been me."
Justin bites the inside of his lower lip, really not knowing what else he could say. "I'm sure you're thrilled that I won't be back around here anymore," he muses wryly. "I guess the last thing I want to say is I would advise waiting a while then maybe calling up to Brookshire to Doctor Hawks. He'll be able to tell you if Scott wants any company at that point."
A final pause gives Justin time to search Dalton's eyes one last time. "If I've offended or wronged you in any way, you have my apologies - I wish I could have done more for both you and Scott. You've been a good friend to him... and I know that you'll continue to be. He's lucky to have someone like you around."
Ariel orders the orange chicken with fried rice, then smiles gratefully when Trey pays for the meal. "You didn't have to, but thank you."
Letting her eyes settle on his as he speaks, she shakes her head. "The park is pretty close - we might be able to walk if we took a couple shortcuts, but carrying all our food would be a hassle." She grins. "Call me lazy."
Their food is ready in only a few minutes, so Ariel leads the way out to her older red car. Driving to the park takes about five minutes with stop lights and traffic, but once they arrive, the park is pretty empty. Parking in the gravel lot, Ariel grins and gets out to come around and help Trey with the food, again taking the lead as she shows him to a picnic table under a nice shady tree. "This looks good."
Getting settled and saying a quick prayer of thanks, she unwraps her plastic fork to begin eating. "So... you've been here a few more days now," she comments. "Still unsure how long you'll stay?"
"Uh..." Trent was just a little overwhelmed, and unsure how to respond to Thirteen's enthusiasm. "I... well, Jeff is with me... you remember him? He came to see Katie so... so that would be two of us."
"We've got room for you both," Ryder offers. "I'm sure Katie wouldn't mind her dad sticking around too." He cocks his head in a silent prompt. Trent had come this far - would he follow through with a genuine effort?
Trent looks down then glances back to Thirteen. As his shoulders slouch a little, he starts to relax and he finally nods. "Okay... it'll save money for a hotel and... I'll get to try some of this cooking of yours."
Ryder grins. "She does a right good job."
"I hear you're doing some cooking yourself."
"Yeah, they're trying to turn me into an Italian cook. Guess it doesn't bother me too much."
"What is it with you Australians anyway? First Carson, then you..."
Ryder smirks. "Just one of those weird coincidences of life. I may not mind cooking and I'll admit I have fun in the kitchen sometimes but I could never take it on full-time. Not like Carson does."
Trent grins a little. "Then I guess it's a good thing you've got Jas... Thirteen around, huh?"
"I suppose it is." Ryder tosses Thirteen a wink and a smile.
A bit of an awkward pause follows, and Trent leans his elbows on his knees, fidgeting his fingers nervously. "So..." He glances to his daughter again. "How have you been?"
Hearing the knock at her door, Jade glances to her clock. She figured everyone had parted for the night after supper was over, so most likely it was only one person. A grin forms.
Sliding off her bed and padding in her bare feet to the door, she opens it and looks up at Dan. His comment makes her giggle and she bites her lip coyly. "She's doing very well - much better now that her husband-to-be came calling."
Opening up the door wider, she ushers him inside before shutting out the chilly night air. Turning around, she stands on her tiptoes to give Dan a lingering kiss on the lips, ending with a bright smile. "I was hoping you would come spend some time with me."
Going back to the bed, she slides on top and pats next to her as the movie she was watching on television still played. "I'll give you another kiss if I can use you as a pillow," she bribes.
Though weary, Faith's greeting brings a smile to Sparky's lips, forming little wrinkles under his eyes. Returning her kiss, his eyes are a little brighter now, seeing that she'd stayed up waiting for him.
"Mmm, that sounds great." He nods in response to the offer of something to eat and drink. He really was quite hungry.
Taking Faith's hands, he wraps her palms in and around his, feeling her warmth against his icy cold skin. "You're nice and warm," he teases. "You might just have to sit on my lap to warm me up."
Heading to the table, within a few minutes, Sparky's finally letting the hot soup slide down his throat. On a night like tonight, it hit the spot. Looking to his side at Faith, he smiles again. "Thank you."
Mick's uneven footsteps are tired as he limps up the porch steps and enters the house, closing the door quietly behind him. He knew BJ was probably in bed by now, and felt badly that he hadn't been there to say goodnight to the boy, but he'd make up for it in the morning. Seeing the light on in the kitchen and smelling the coffee and dinner, Mick knew that Rosetta was still up and gratefulness didn't cover half of what he felt.
Slipping off his boots, he winces as his knee twists and he leans on the wall for support, sighing wearily. Hanging up his jacket and hat, he runs a hand through his matted hair and finally makes it to the kitchen. Standing in the doorway for a moment, he cocks his head and just looks at Rosetta in the warm light, remembering why he came home every night.
Still favoring his sore leg, he bypasses his chair to go to Rosetta first, leaning down to give her lips a tender kiss. "Thanks for waiting up," he mentions quietly. "I could use the company for a while."
Going to his normal seat and easing down a bit gingerly, he rests his elbows on the table and sets his forehead on his folded hands, his head bowed. He was tired, inside and out and though determined to do something about the current situation, a part of him was still broken and blaming himself for it all. He was so hungry and cold, but it was going to take a few minutes to gather his thoughts before he could eat. Maybe he needed comfort and just wasn't sure how to ask.
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