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Looking up at Gunner Misty gives a smile but seeing the new person walking behind him she stops. Seeing what condition he was in she stands ready to help. Motioning for Gunner to bring him over to the table and set him down Misty goes to the counter and grabs a few things she needed.

   "What on earth? It looks like you were in a bar fight."

Setting to work Misty looks over the pashent and stands to bandage, stitch, and clean him up. Some places were worse than other and she wasn't to sure what happened but she could ask all that stuff a little later. 

It doesn't take long for Misty to clean everything up and finally be washing her own hands along with her tools. Once finished she looks to Gunner and gives a small nod. He looked better than when he first go here so many Rick wouldn't have as much of a heart attack once she showed up. Going back over to the table and sitting down in the chair across from it Misty cocks her head a little bit to the side.

   "So now that I've fixed you up for the day how about I find out you name and what happened? It will make the report I have to do much easier to complete."

Stacy gives a nod thankful that Dylan was being thoughtful but after everything Stacy had a feeling that Dylan would be ok, and if he did try anything Ashlee would be quick to shoot him down and than let her know. She had to trust them, and she had to trust her daughter.

   "I am sure she wouldn't mind at all. She enjoy spending time with you and its nice to see her smile. Just don't let me down, and help keep he safe ok?"

Stacy gives Dylan's arm a little pat as if accepting the fact that her daughter was going to spend time with him even if she didn't like it. She might as well get use to it and accept it. After all watching Dylan for a little bit now he seemed harmless. And she wanted him to know she was trying to trust him more.

   "He does seem pretty cool. Kinda of like he's still a kid himself even though he has a family. I think I like him."

Looking down at Rosalyn and seeing her looking back up at him Chad can't help but let his smile grow even bigger. Bringing a hand to her cheek he cradles her head before leaning down and placing a kiss on her lips. Letting it linger for a few long moments before drawing back. Feeling his head racing he could stand there and kiss her all day though he new it was probley a bad idea.

   "You know if we stand here all day those weeds in the garden are never going to get pulled. Think we should finish up here and get to that some time soon? If not than I am liable to sit here and kiss you all day."

Leaning down and placing another soft kiss on her lips Chad pulls away letting his eyes twinkle and dance with the depth in Rosalyn's. He felt as though she was his princess, and he loved treating her that way.  She was very special to him, and he would always remember to show her that.

   "Not that I mind that at all. I just think...I don't want to push twords losing my head anymore than I already have."

Stranger

Clint nods, lifting his cup in a "you're welcome" before gulping down the rest of the coffee. Cringing a little as the strong liquid slides down his throat, he sets the mug in the sink before coughing. "Mm. Smooth."

Passing by the other two on his way out again, he pauses, looking over his shoulder at them. His eyes still twinkled, but his face was a little more serious now. "If you guys do need a break from any head-choppers for a while though, you're both more than welcome to come hang out a while in the shop." He grins at Rosalyn. "Even you, even though you are a woman."

Rosalyn really did appreciate the offer. It was apparent that whether he agreed with her decision or not, he would support her, despite their father's stance. Just knowing she and Chad could hide out with Clint for a while if need be was enough to give her a little bit of peace. "Thanks." 

"Yup." Giving a little wave, he turns back around and heads for the back door, skipping out on breakfast.

Sighing, Rosalyn takes Chad's arms, wrapping them a little tighter around herself as she leaned her head back on his chest. "I guess I can't complain about my brother," she admits. "We've had a few rough spots, but he really is a good guy." She tilts her head up so she can see Chad's face. "And you are too."

Dylan shifts his weight a bit awkwardly but nods. "Yeah, okay." That sounded alright. He wouldn't mind if Ashlee came along. She wasn't the annoying type at least, and her company was okay. "I just gotta get some clothes," he explains. "So's long as Ash doesn't mind, I don't." His eyes study Stacy with an intensity one could almost feel, while his face remains expressionless. "And as long as you don't mind me and her bein' alone together for a while."

Every once in a while, a strange face would show up on the Elite's main floor, though usually it was only those invited or brought in by the agents. Today though, it wasn't just that a stranger had arrived - the surprise was due to the shape the visitor was in. 

"Misty?" Gunner knocks on the infirmary door before pushing it open. He new Rick was off today - of course, today of all days. "Need your help here." 

Clay trudges in behind him, barely able to see out of one eye, while the other was swollen shut completely. His face was bruised and bloodied, although it looked like most of the blood had dried already around the gashes by his eye and across his cheek. His lower lip was split and swollen as well, and he kept one arm wrapped around his aching ribcage.

Teetering a little, Gunner is quick to grab him. "Whoa, easy. You better sit down." 

Clay sees the table and numbly obeys before he fell over. "I sh'da c'lled f'rst," he mumbles, unable to speak clearly. "R'ck j'st... um..." He struggles to form words in his mind, let alone his mouth which hurt to move at all. 

"Rick's apparently his uncle," Gunner explains quickly to Misty. "Least ways, that's what I can tell."

Clay nods and catches himself from falling onto his side as he sat. 

Gunner grimaces at he shape the man was in. "Thought you better start cleaning him up while I call Rick and see if he'll come in." 

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Chad can't help but smile at Clint's comment about losing his head with Rosalyn. Some might say he already had with all the crazyness he was going on with. But if that was losing his head, than he really didn't want to keep it. How he felt with Rosalyn was to amazing to want to change or lose it. 

   "It's the guy code we have to at least warn each other  you know. Doesn't mean I am going to listen though."

Chad gives a wink to Rosalyn before a nod to Clint. He didn't have to say it but he felt as though He was giving his approve. Chad was happy about that at least he wouldn't be killed by Rosalyn's brother along with her father. At least he had someone to stand behind him and be happy even for just a little bit.

   "I'll have to remember that in case I just need to get away. However I haven't found a moment yet that I want to get away yet, but its good to know just in case! Thanks Clint."

Having Dylan come up to her Stacy was a little surprised it was very rare that he even looked at her let alone talk to her. Giving a smile Stacy turns a little to look at Dylan hearing what he had to said she smiles a little more. It was nice to hear him ask and not just try to take off.

   "Ash asked me if she could go into town this weekend as well so I was going to drive her. I have a few things I need to do as well. How about I drop you guys off to do the things you need to and than I will go do what I need to do as well."

Stacy would still be close but than Ash and Dylan could be by themselves as well and have a nice time. Not having someone hovering over them would maybe make them both feel well and she new Dylan didn't like the idea of someone always watching him so this would be a little bit of freedom. Maybe Eric would come too and than she had someone to do something with too.