I'll be there...

Carson's emotional eyes quickly shifted to Misty as he caught her gaze for the first time today. She was willing to talk? To him? Would it be something good? Would it bring hope? Or did she want to tell him for the last time that she never wanted him back in her life? He wasn't sure his heart could take it if that's what this was about. But...he couldn't say no and then be left wondering if he would have had a chance at catching even a small sliver of her heart once again. That's all he wanted. Just a tiny glimmer of hope. And he was at her mercy.

He squeezed her hand again and gave her a little nod. "Just say when and where," he whispered back. "And I'll be there."

Mackenzie, still under Carson's other arm, shifted just enough to spy their hands being held. She glanced over at Justin with a expression of wonderment.

He pursed his lips and shook his head ever so slightly, warning her not to get her hopes up too high. She leaned her head into her dad, nonetheless, daring to hope just a little. Without Alec, she wasn't sure she'd even see Misty at all anymore. But if Misty and her dad got back together, she'd get to see them both, for sure. She wouldn't say anything, though. That would be too much hope.


Pretending? Eli's brow furrowed at his sister's comment. What were people pretending? He simply nodded. "Yeah...yeah I'll take you home."

He opened the driver's door and slid in behind the wheel, waiting to start the engine until Ryan had joined him. "I know it may seem like people are pretending to have cared about Alec..." He assumed that's what Ryan had been talking about. "But I think they're genuine, even if Alec didn't have too many close friends. I hope you don't think I'm pretending, 'cause I really do feel badly."


"Hmm?" Reese's mind was already far away. "Oh. Just a few things I need to sort out." He pursed his lips grimly. "Things are going to change. A lot. And I can't tell if it's for the better or not." 

He sighed, but managed a smile of apology. He knew he was being vague. "How about you start supper and that'll keep me from staying at the office too long. I may need to talk a few things over with you though. I can't decide the fate of the Elite on my own."


Eric grinned. "Mmm, you're right about that." He had no clue what the future would hold or where he and Stacy were actually headed, but he was happy to wait and see what God had in store.

He leaned in again to kiss her once more, this time on the lips where he let it linger for several long moments. It wasn't often they had much time alone, unless finding each other in places like this when everyone else was distracted by wrapping things up for the evening.

Just letting himself enjoy these few minutes, he finally retreated slowly, his eyes shining in the soft evening light. "I used to say my heart lived on the road," he mused softly. "But... I think its home is elsewhere now."


"He botched up more cases lately than Medridge ever got wind of." An armed lookout agent, Aaron, leaned his elbows on the table in the grand meeting room as he looked across at Victoria. He'd asked to speak with her that evening, about Garret's mysterious disappearance. 

"I don't know what Garret's problem has been, but whatever it is, I won't be surprised to find out he's been taken by an enemy. I never would have said that a year ago, but lately...yeah." He cocked his head to study Victoria. Did he know more than he led on? "Did he ever say anything to you about any of his jobs being more risky than others? We've got nothing to go on. Even his tracking device went offline, so whoever has him, they knew he had the implant and knew to take it out. That implies it's someone close to operations but we can't pinpoint anything. If you've got any ideas, feel free to jump in any time."