Aspirin!

As Cindy enters the office Rosetta looks up from her desk. Giving a smile it soon fades seeing the look on Cindy's face. It makes her heart race and her stomach churn. It was a look that said something was wrong and Cindy was in a great deal of pain.

Hearing the news about Wes Rosetta's stomach crunches even more and it almost feels like she is going to be sick. After everything, everything that happened it was something like this that had take Wes down. Rosetta wanted to stand she wanted to go and hug Cindy but her legs just wouldn't work. They felt like jello as he skin went cold and a tear runs from her own cheek. Rosetta couldn't imagine what Cindy must be feeling.

"Please, if you need someone to talk to I am only a phone call away."

Rosetta wanted to say more but before she could Cindy was gone. Just sitting there for a while longer what her and Mick had been working on before was now gone. Her heart hurt and as she looked over at Mick it hurt even more. He very well could have just lost his brother and seeing the tears from him it make her heart hurt even more.

Finding the strength to stand Rosetta goes over to Mick's hand and sets a hand down on his shoulder before kneeling in front of him and wrapping her around around him. Letting her own tears just flow she comforted her husband at the same time. No words could ease this pain, only time, and hope two things that would not come easly but they would come. As for night now, tears and sarrow is what they were left with.

Moving on the couch Trey realized if can't roll one way and he can't move his legs either. Put on guard he sits up with a start. Sitting up and looking around he see a bundle of fur on his legs, and other can't at his side, and one on the back of the couch staring at him. Trying to remember what was going on a sharp pain courses through his head and the smell of coming cooking seems to making his stomach churn. Quickly he remembers what was going on and where he was.

Shaking his head he can't help but think about how much of an idiot he was. It was apparent though three of the five cats liked him. Laying back down and putting an arm over his eyes his hand comes to the cat that was next to him letting his fingers run through its fur. Did it really have to be morning? How much trouble was he going to be in when he got back to TJY? What did Ariel think of him now?

"Come on puss you gotta move. All of ya."

Shooing the cats down off of him Trey sits up holding his head still before standing and swaying again trying to regain his balance. He felt slightly drunk still but not nearly as bad as last night. Following the smells into the kitchen he stands in the doorway a moment just watching Ariel. Why...why did she care? The question still lingered in his mind.

"Do you have any aspirin?"