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Hope lets out a long sigh as Pete leaves the room.  She told Gunner she wouldn't say anything but had it come to the point where she should. Pete was right though if someone didn't tell Reese something than he would call Bree and make her worry. The last thing Hope wanted was to cause more stress than needed and if something bad did happen to Gunner than it would be her fault.

Standing and heading to Reese office Hope gives a little knock on the door before entering. Looking at Susanne and than at Reese she gives a small nod before clearing her throat. She hoped she wasn't intrusting anything more.

   "Sorry for bothering you guys but I heard you were looking for Gunner. I had lunch with him today to chat, but it was cut short when he up and left. I am not sure where he went but I am not sure what is going on with him yet."

Saying her goodbyes to Clay than Jason Misty was back in the kitchen cleaning a little more before bed. Wiping down the counter Misty stops at Alec's question. Studying him for a second she finally smiles back at him. She new this whole thing was just something else new to him and she was more than happy to try and explain herself to him. 

   "Well, Clay is someone who is down on his luck. I guess its always been in my nature to try and help those kind of people. Not to mention everyone needs friends and to have a good time now and than."

Throwing the paper toweling out that she had been using Misty walks over to the table where Alec was and grabs her coffee taking a sip. Letting the warm liquid slid down her throat for a second before speaking again.

   "Clay does seem pretty nice and I feel bad he's not had the best of luck in life. I figure to we all could relate with that and it might make him a little more comfortable too."

Hearing about the fight Angel was fast to arrive as she often did when she hear any of the Hensons or Pents had gotten into a fight. Neither familys new how to back down or give up and it always ended messy. So preparing for the wast was always a must and she new it.

Getting to the scene and seeing Jim on the ground and Mick standing both my bruised and bloody Angel wasn't sure what man to look at first. Jim seemed to look worse down on the ground so Angel figured she would start with him. Bending down and putting her hand under his chin she slightly tilts his head twords her looking at the bruses and cuts before looking back at Mick.

   "What happened? This doesn't look like the normal tiff."