Boyfriend

Jason grins and gives Misty's hand a squeeze. "Yeah, I've kinda gotten used to it too. That just means we'll have to do suppers and evenings together anyway."

He chuckles. "Besides, I've also gotten used to food other than microwave dinners for my suppers. I'm not so sure my stomach could handle going back to that." 

Taking a sip of coffee, Clint's eyes widen as he swallows. "Wooee... that's some zippy brew there, man." He smacks his lips, still tasting before he elbows his sister. "Hey. This might actually keep me awake this morning. You should start making it like this all the time."

Rosalyn rolls her eyes. "Are you kidding me? You bounce off the walls the way it is. If you got a hold of stronger coffee every morning, Wendy would never get you settled down." 

"Eh..." Clint shrugs as he takes another cautious sip of coffee. "There are ways..." 

As Rosalyn's eyes widen, he gives her a grin and a win. "You know. Like putting me to work doing laundry and vacuuming."

"Right... uh-huh." Rosalyn shakes her head and goes back to her work, deciding it was best to let that subject drop.

Still grinning, Clint's eyes move back to Chad. "So... brave enough to stick around for a while, huh? Rosalyn must've told you Angel's pretty good with sewing people back together, just in case your head gets chopped off or something." 

"Clint!" The stove door slams shut as Rosalyn whirls around. 

He takes a step back, almost spilling his coffee while choking on a laugh. "I's just saying."

"Well don't-"

"Does your boyfriend speak for himself, or do you do all the talking?"

Rosalyn clamped her mouth shut and turned her back on her brother once more. If he wanted to give Chad a hard time, then so be it. She knew Chad could handle it. It was just annoying. Men were annoying. Period. Well... not Chad. 

Clint's mouth twitches as he looks at Chad, still wondering if he was actually going to stay here while Jim was on the warpath. 

"No. No, it's not going to end." Garret shakes his head numbly. "The insanity will go on forever, even when Medridge is gone. It's gone on too long and is too widespread now to be stopped. The Agency is too powerful." 

Sighing, he finally straightens and leans back in the bench, his hand finding Victoria's at his side where no one else would notice. "And yes, I do think we can pull off gaining the Banks baby. Carson's life is ruined and he's nowhere near Misty. She's alone and unprotected. By the time Medridge wants to move, their guards will be down again. There will be hell to pay, but there's too many of us for anybody to win." 

He shrugs. "At least he's not asking me to be involved in it. I've taken enough children. I'm not so sure I could stomach it again." A scoff surfaces. "Instead, tomorrow I get to go to France for a weekend of..." He stops, gritting his teeth. "Fundraising." He would be wined and dined, for sure at the mansion he had been to so many times. She was a young widow and quite willing to lend her resources when asked "nicely." 

Standing up, he crosses his arms and scans the garden. His stomach was in knots and his head had started to pound. "I best make my rounds now."

Strong

Misty gives a smile and nod as she puts her tea bag into the water and dips it a few times before caring her tea back to the table and sitting down. Taking a sip and letting the warm liquid slid down her throat she cocks her head to the side.

   "I bet you will be happy to get home to your own bed huh?"

Reaching out with her free hand and taking Jason's Misty gives a smile. She new sooner or later Jason would be off duty and than things would go back to normal. She wouldn't see him as much, and the night would seem lonely again. It was a sad thought but she new it was coming and it was only right.

   "I do have to admit though I will miss seeing you every night. I've kind of gotten use to it."

Having the kiss cut short Chad can't help the little crooked smile that spread across his lips. He couldn't be upset about the whole thing and found it a little humors. Watching Clint as he walks to the coffee pot Chad couldn't tell what he was thinking but at least he wasn't going to be rude or anything.

   "I am hoping the coffee is not to strong. I have to admit I am not use to making a whole pot but it was worth the effort."

Leaning against the counter and crossing his arms Chad pashently waits not sure if Clint was going to talk to him or not. Maybe Rosalyn's brother would be a little more apt to talk to him but he wasn't sure but maybe he could at least try to get alone with everyone to make it easier on Rosalyn.

Being dismissed from her grandfather shortly after Garret and heads out to the rose garden. It was a nice place to try and clear her head not to mention she had seen a glimpse of Garret heading that way too.  She wasn't sure how to feel about this whole thing and she needed someone to talk to about it what would understand.

   "Do you really think we can pull off taking that baby? Misty and Carson wont give it up willingly and will fight tooth and nail to get the child back."

Coming around to the other side of the bushes where Garret was Victoria sits down on the bench next to him and lets her shoulders relax for the time being with no one else being around. They were far enough away that they were safe at the moment.

Placing her hand on Garret's arm for just a second Victoria lets out a long sigh looking at him. Her eyes were so full of emotion and sorrow. She was as cold as ice when she needed to be but when alone her heart screamed at her for what she had done to people, and familys.

   "I couldn't imagine how it would feel to lose a child like that. I wish there was some way to stop it and not get our self killed ourselves. Is this ever going to end?"