Tagging Along

Seeing the confused look on Travis' face Ashlee hopes she didn't say anything wrong. She didn't want to get anyone in trouble let alone herself. She just wanted to be friendly.

   "Wow you are super close too. I don't know everything but you are here because Lane asked for help from the ranch to get you back."

Hearing a cough from the desk Ashlee looks at Angel before back at Travis. This whole thing confused her too maybe it was best she left the explaining to the others.

   "I guess I shouldn't talk about that since I dont know everything."

Easing down on the side of the bed Ashlee continues to smile crossing her legs she get comfortable to chat a little more. Resting her heads under her chin her continues with something else.

    "My mom works here. She is part of...well not part of she is the security here and I got to tag a long. It's so big, and there is always so much to do. Not much from the outside, but once to get to know everyone its great. Do you like horses? You can ride here too."

Heading out with Garret Nate listens closly. Could there really be another target? Could more happen? Nate didn't like the sound of that one bit. Justin had already been through so much.

   "Alright, when we get back we will let Reese know and see what we can do. I wish we new more about what was going on."

Getting into the car and starting it Nate is quiet for a long moment as he pulled out of the drive way. Today he couldn't have done this without Garret. He never would of taken a second look at that woman.

   "You really were a big help today Garret. Thank you for tagging along with me."

Going to the door and looking out Misty was surprised to see Carson, though she gave a little smile anyways. She didn't expect him this morning but breakfest was always welcomed, and it was nice to see Carson too.

    "I do still like coffee, and cinnimon buns. Umm...the house is a mess, so come in just...dont mind it. I have been slacking on cleaning."

Truth was she didn't feel much like do anything at home. She hated being there to be honest. She worked, came home to eat, slept, and than would go to bed. She hated how the house looked, but just didn't have the energy.

   "Come on in. I think the kitchen table is clean. We can eat in there."

Walking into the kitchen Misty quickly moves some stuff off the table and throws it into the trash before pulling plates out. Having Carson here felt odd in a way, but maybe it would be ok.

   "Thank you for this. I was running late this morning with getting ready I didnt think I was going to get anything to eat."