Caught

Dylan follows along behind Ashlee, not really minding whatever they did next. Entering the tack room with her, he looks around at the mess. It always ended up this way, especially after Mick's riding lessons. Nobody misplaced things on purpose - it just always happened when there were more important things to be done.

"Yeah, okay..." He picks up a bridle that was hanging on a saddle horn instead of a wall peg and gives a little scoff. He knew the tack in here better than anyone else might think. "This would belong to Remington. Way to go, Dad." Shaking his head, he goes to the wall to hang it up.

Hunter backs up a step as Alice approaches, even though his buddy was still bugging him to "finish him off." Staring down at her and Kyle, he grits his teeth. As Alice speaks to him, his eyes lock with hers for a moment - just long enough for a flame to shoot across his gaze. It was anger. It was jealousy. Regret. Guilt.

Kyle pulls himself up with the help of Alice, still bent slightly, his abdomen throbbing. "You're right," he agrees. Before going though, he turns to look at Hunter again, pain filling his eyes. There was so much he could say. Wanted to say. But no words surface. Instead, it's a simple look passed between two men that were once best friends.

Kyle has no idea where Katie had come from or why she was here, but he nods, standing a little straighter. "Yeah... yeah, I'm okay. Just got slugged but I've had worse. There's five drunk guys here - they all got bikes and loaded beer bottles so watch yourself."


Everyone had been so focused on what was happening, that no one had noticed the two new arrivals. As Katie approaches quickly, Hunter backs up a couple more steps, glancing over at his howling buddies, then back again. Something told him they needed to leave. Then he sees the badge on this woman's belt, reflecting in the parking lot light. Yep. Time to leave. He whirls around, signaling to his nearest friend to get out of here.


Seeing Katie wave him over, Gunner wastes no time. En route, his eyes sweep the parking lot, counting men and checking to see where all the exits were. Halfway to Katie though, he spots one of the rowdies start to run for his motorcycle. Breaking into a sprint, he goes after him, determined to catch at least one guy tonight. If he went back to TJY empty handed, he'd be quite annoyed at the waste of time. "Stop!" Of course, that didn't work. Running across the lot, he closes in on the guy and jumps up onto a hood of a car to vault off and fly right into the drunk. Both go down - hard. Wrestling for a moment or two, Gunner gives him a quick punch to the jaw. "Night night." Breathing heavily, he looks around for more.

Having taken off behind his buddy, Hunter sees the cop take him down. Skidding to a halt, he turns and sprints the other direction, planning to swing wide and get back around to his own bike. By now, the other rowdies were hollering to each other to scram, and at least two bike engines start up.