Uncomfortable Silence

For some reason tonight, all Hope's encouragement did was irk Scott. He was so sick and tired of people telling him he was doing well, or that he'd come a long way or that things would be okay and just to give it time. It felt like that's all he heard anymore. Like he was something special to be treated with care, lest he fall apart. Maybe he would fall apart, but he wished people would just treat him like they treated everybody else. 

Swallowing an icy retort, Scott dumps the broken bits into the trash and puts the broom away before moving to the coffee pot with Hope. At least she'd changed the subject. 

"Yeah, he's doing well. I think he went home yesterday and will be back to work this week maybe." He pauses to pour Hope's coffee first, then his own. "Guess it depends how he feels. Though apparently Dani's been quite the nurse - he might milk this one for all it's worth so he doesn't have to come back to work yet."

Moving back to the table and sitting down, he wraps his palms around his coffee cup and stares down into the dark liquid. Tonight was going to be a rough night. He could feel it in his bones. 

Finally he lifts his gaze to Hope, daring a glance at her eyes. The silence was uncomfortable but he didn't know what else to talk about.


Rosalyn was glad that Chad would let her stay. He was being such a gentleman too. It didn't bother her that he hadn't had a shirt on, and it didn't make her uncomfortable to be in here alone with him, but she appreciated his thoughtfulness and him making sure nobody else got the wrong idea about them. It just proved to her that his intentions were pure. 

Shedding her jacket and kicking off her shoes, she crawls up onto the bed with Chad, tucking herself under his arm. Shifting on her side, she drapes one arm around him and sighs with content as his fingers run through her hair. "I won't promise anything either," she mumbles as her eyes fall shut. "You're 'bout the best pillow I've ever had." 


Smiling, Chance lets his head rest against Destiny's, giving her a little squeeze as he closes his eyes. "Me too. I can't promise things won't be kinda crazy with me, but... if you're willing... I'd like to find out where this thing leads." 

Sinking down a little further in the couch, he finds himself so very comfortable just like this. He wasn't sure what the future held. And despite everything they'd been through, he and Destiny really had not had much of a chance to get to know each other as friends - especially with him not living a lie. Even so, he could feel a deep connection. He might not know her favorite color and she might not know all his quirks, but somehow, Chance knew there was more here than just a casual relationship. And though he might not say it now, he felt his future did indeed include Destiny. 

As his stomach growls, his eyes fly open and he laughs. "I guess your kisses satisfied everything but my stomach. Come to think of it, I haven't had anything to eat since yesterday morning. Can I take you out somewhere for supper?" 

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As Scott brushes off his head and whatever else might have gotten hurt Hope picks up a few peaces of the mug and follows him to the garbage can tossing them into it. Stopping and looking at Scott Hope just study's him for a long moment. She could see the confusion in his eyes, the hurt, the pain and frustration and she wished she could make it go away for him. 

   "We all have our bad days where he can't see straight. It's those bad days we have to just try and make the best of. I think you're doing a pretty good job if I do say so myself."

Giving a smile to Scott Hope goes back over to the cubord where the cups were and pulls to more out setting them down on the counter ready to have the coffee poured into them. How badly she wanted to really make sure Scott's head was ok, to hold him and let him know things were going to be alright but she refrained giving him his space that he'd wanted. She was lucky to be here and still have his friendship she didn't want to push it.

   "So how is Dalton doing? Is he recovering quickly?"

Continuing to just hold Rosalyn and hearing her request Chad thinks for a second. It might not look so good having Rosalyn stay with him in his bunk but than again he did know he had control and he'd never do anything to harm Rosalyn. If it was only for an hour or too and he kept the lights on that might look a little better. After all he couldn't kick her out like this. 

   "You can stay for a little while I don't mind at all. The longer I get to hold you the better. Let me just put a shirt on ok? If anyone happens to see I don't want them to get the wrong idea."

Moving from the bed for a second Chad goes over to his dresser and pulls out a button up shirt and throws it on not bothering to button it up. Going back to the bed she sits down and puts his arm around Rosalyn again positioning his back against the wall so she could rest on him. Letting his fingers comb through her hair he can't help but smile to himself. If Mark saw him now he'd freak out for sure.

   "I'll try not to fall asleep on you. No promises though this is way to comfortable not too."

Looking back deep into Chance's eyes Destiny looks for meaning in his words, for feeling in what he said. She had learned to trust Chance again but still to find meaning in his words it made her heart flutter to think that maybe there really was something more there than just friends.

   "It is nice to be sitting here again together.  I have to admit it was pretty sad when I thought I had lost you. Even if I was extremely upset with you."

Leaning into Chance just a little bit and letting her head rest on his shoulder Destiny lets out a small sigh. Everything had happened so fast but Chance hadn't even hesitated to come and get her out of her prison. He had come, and he has saved her even if she had told him not too.

   "I'm happy you didn't give up with I told you too. I am excited where our next chapter in life will take us."