3/24/12

Unsure

Dylan glances down at Ashlee's hand, finding her touch as surprise. She really did care, didn't she? He wasn't sure why. He'd hung out with her a bit... tried to be nice to her too... but why did she feel strongly enough to come see him today? If he were in his shoes, he'd be a bit leery of someone like him after what he'd been into. But not her. He'd suspected she had a bit of a crush on him, but there was more than that to her. She wasn't shallow. No... she was a pretty smart cookie. Maybe her mom had something to do with that.

Looking back up at her, he nods. "Okay." He knew in a couple more days he'd be well enough to get back outside and start trying to rebuild a routine again. A thought strikes him that Ashlee's birthday was supposed to be sometime around here. Had he missed it? He didn't know, but didn't think he should ask.

"I'll see ya around, Ash. Thanks... for coming to see me."


Scott was grateful for Dalton's offer and he knew that probably he'd take him up on it at some point. He wanted to try being alone again. He wanted to give it his best shot. But he also knew that it wasn't going to be easy. He trusted Justin thought, and if he said it was time, then he'd try.

A half a smile emerges and he nods about Hope. "Yeah... I just... she's willing to go slow, but I'm not sure that it's headed to anything more than this," he admits. "I mean... I miss... what we had and all but..."

His face reddens slightly. He hadn't said this to anybody, and his gaze lowers. "But I guess I'm not so sure I'll ever be ready for that again. I just don't want to string her along or... or keep her waiting forever if I'm... if I'm never going to get to that point again."

He bites his lip and dares a look back up to Dalton. "But there's a lot of things I'm not so sure of. Like working." He runs his hand along the desk's edge. "I'm afraid of days of doing nothing. The Elite is... well, they're taking care of me, ya know... since I was on a case when all this started. But I don't wanna get bored. My mind wanders too much."

He eyes the computers. "But I'm not sure I can handle doing anything but nothing."

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