Upset

"Wow, that sounds great." Justin wasn't the type of person to live off frozen dinners, but even though he usually cooked for himself, he rarely ventured too far out of his normal meal selections. He knew Beth was a good cook too, and was sure whatever she made was going to taste good. "I think I've probably got all the ingredients you need. You can check and make sure if you want."

Taking a sip of his tea again, he leans back, closing his eyes. It's only a moment though before they fly open again and he looks at Beth with question. "By the way... how did you know to come here in the first place?" He remembered considering the option of calling her, but he was pretty sure he hadn't gotten that far. His memory was still quite foggy though.


"Kip?" Gram pokes her head inside the bedroom, glad to see Kip awake and cleaned up from a shower, but he looked so forlorn just sitting in the corner of the bed, motionless with eyes that lacked so much.

Kip moves his gaze to the door, then down. He hated Gram and Gramps seeing him like this. "Yeah?" His voice was soft and almost hard to hear.

Gram lets herself in and comes over to the bed, sitting down at the foot and letting the silence reign for several moments. "I warmed up some soup for lunch," she offers.

Kip gives a little shrug. "I don't think I want any. Thanks."

Gram sighs and gives him a long look. "You know... eating may not do a thing for your soul... but if your body's happy, it's a little easier to feel better sometimes."

Kip still doesn't look up.

"I really don't want to lose you, Kip." Gram smiles kindly. "You're one of my grandsons now whether you like it or not. How long do you think I'm going to sit by and watch you waste away to nothing?"

"Aren't I already nothing anyway?"

Gram's facial expression changes to one more stern. "What do you want me to say? You want me to agree with you so you can continue to beat yourself up? Or you want me to tell you the truth?" When he doesn't respond, she goes on. "The truth is that you are far from nothing. You are bursting with potential that you haven't even tapped into yet. You remind me so much of Kyle... he hasn't always had it easy either, ya know? Where would he be if he would have sat back and let life walk all over him? You're so full of life and energy, Kip... don't let a setback stop you from living. No one, not ever your father can dictate what you decide to do."

Reaching out, she gives his leg a gentle pat. "I'll keep the soup on the stove for a while, so you can help yourself whenever you want."

Kip says nothing as she leaves, and when left alone, the silent tears come once more. For a long while, he doesn't move as the tears run down his face. At least Gram loved him. His own father couldn't, but a pretend Grandma could.

About half an hour later, Kip sits quietly, alone at the kitchen table, slowly working on half a bowl of hot tomato soup.


Mick stands as Rosetta does and stretches tall, not bothering to try and cover up his yawn. It had been a long day and he was beat. His body was aching and all he wanted right now was a soft warm bed. But...

Smiling a little sleepily, he slips his arm around Rosetta's shoulders and leans to kiss the top of her head. "BJ's probably asleep by now. I'll stay and help you... Unless you didn't want a man in your kitchen." He grins teasingly as they head for the doorway. "You work too much. I'd feel guilty if I left you here all by your lonesome."


"You're limping, Baby." Dana walks alongside Eric, tucked under his arm as she turns a little to place a hand on his chest. "Need me to do anything for you?"

Eric continues the route to the bunkhouse and shakes his head. "Naw. My leg just got stiff on me. I'll be fine."

"I could massage it for you."

He grins. "I think you had too much fun doing that the last time."

She giggles and rests her head into him again as they walk. "Maybe."

"I'll be okay tonight. Thanks, though."

Getting to the bunkhouse, Eric makes sure she knows where everything is and is settled before he goes to leave. "Goodnight, Dana." He pauses in the doorway, smiling down at her. He reaches out to tuck a strand of her long dark hair behind her ear. "I'll see you in the morning."

"Mmm... that's too long of a wait." She grins up at him and takes his collar to pull him down closer so she can give him a kiss. As she does, he wraps his arms around her and her hands crawl up to the back of his head where her fingers rake through his hair.

The passionate exchange takes place for several long moments before Eric reluctantly draws back. "You tryin' to get me to stay or tryin' to tide me over?"

Dana grins mischievously. "Take your pick."

"I better make it tide me over or we might be in hot water."

"Better than cold water." She tosses him a sly look.

Despite heat in his cheeks, he smiles and shakes his head. "Sweet dreams."

Biting her lip, she retreats and leans against the open door. "You too, cowboy."

Finally backing away, Eric turns and steps down off the porch to head for his own bunk.


His goodnight to Dana had not gone unseen. Dylan quirks an eyebrow then shakes his head, returning to his route towards his own bunkhouse. He didn't know Eric all that well... but this new development certainly seemed strange. Those two were all over each other. Maybe there was nothing wrong with it, but Dylan didn't think it fit Eric's personality too well, as little as he knew about him.

Shrugging off the whole thing, he trudges up the bunkhouse stairs and inside for the night. It would be an early morning tomorrow... he might as well just go to bed.


The night didn't seem long enough, and too soon, the sun was rising again. Before the guests even thought about getting out of bed, the ranch was already starting to come to life as the hands began chores in the barn.

Eric makes his way to the barn a bit slowly this morning, not having yet spoken to anyone. After last night, he was feeling rather irritable this morning, but he knew he needed to pull his share of the weight around here when he was off the road. Today wouldn't be any different.

Mick looks up from where he was cutting open a bale of hay, as Eric enters the barn. Though he had his reservations about Dana, and though he and Rosetta both had discussed their concerns to each other the night before, he didn't want to start a feud, so he does his best to act normal. "Hey, Eric. Good morning."

Eric just nods and wanders over to the hay, stepping right in where he could see help was needed. "Morning."

Mick manages a smile. "Thought you might bring Dana out this morning."

"She has a headache." Eric cuts open another bale and slips his knife back in his pocket. "I told her to sleep in."

"Ah." Mick grabs some hay and nods down the aisle for Eric to follow and assist with feeding. There were questions burning in his mind... did he dare ask them? He really did want to straighten things out and get the real picture - when Eric was alone, that was the best time, right? He and Rosetta both didn't want to offend Eric, but both wanted to make sure he really had the right motives and perspectives too. "So, um..." He slides open a stall door and tosses in a couple sheets of hay. "...I guess we were all a little surprised you showed up with Dana yesterday. Glad you're happy though."

Eric's shoulders drop, his eyes narrowing. Mick sounded just like his sister now. "Yeah," he responds dryly. "Maybe I should have called first."

Mick catches the irritation in his tone, and sighs. "I'm sorry." He shuts the stall again, glancing to his brother-in-law. "You have to admit though, that it's kind of a shocker for the rest of us. I mean... finding a girl is one thing, but finding a girl and being that close to her when last we knew you were still alone, it's just... well, a surprise, that's all. You can't blame us for feeling a little awkward, can you?"

Eric shrugs and moves to the next stall with his armful of hay. "I guess I just expected too much."

"What do you mean?"

"Oh you know... a little more happiness for me? A little excitement? We got pretty close to cold shoulders last night."

Mick purses his lips, caught between feeling badly and wanting to warn Eric for what was happening. But he'd seen Eric's reaction to Rosetta last night... did he dare say anything? He'd feel badly if he didn't, then later on found out if he would have said something, it could have changed the outcome. "Well... you know us. We're overprotective of our family. We care about you, Eric. Most of us probably didn't even know you were on the lookout for a girl, let alone get into it that quickly."

Eric rolls his eyes and feeds the next horse. "Quickly. Why is everyone so concerned with the time frame anyway? Just because the "normal" is to hang around each other for years without going anywhere doesn't mean it's right for everyone. I've seen people get married a week after meeting each other."

Mick tries not to get upset, but it was hard. He wanted to slap Eric upside the head and ask him what he was really thinking, but that wouldn't get him anywhere. He grabs some more hay and moves to the next stall. "You're right. I mean, when you fall in love, you fall in love - it doesn't put a time limit on it. It's just... usually..." He fishes for the right word. "Wise... to not jump in so quickly."

"Look..." Eric slides another stall shut, continuing to multi-task. "I gotta take advantage of what I got now, ya know?" He throws up his arms. "I'm not exactly the number one eligible bachelor here, Mick. I'm on the road three/quarters of the time, I'm not a young buck anymore, and my brain don't work quite right either." He taps his skull, referring to his accident years prior. "I'm a truck driver for a reason - there's nothing better out there for me. I ain't got the smarts for anything better, and no woman has ever seen me as fit to be her own... until now. Why would I want to wait around for years before making a move? It might be too late then."

He sighs, setting his hands on his hips and pausing in the barn aisle. "Dana is a breath of fresh air. She likes being with me. Having company these past couple weeks... it's reminded me of how much I've missed out on. I'm lonely. Dana takes me for who I am without judgment. She and I have so much in common, it's scary. She loves being on the road with me. She doesn't want to stay at home alone and I don't want to be on the road alone."

Pausing, Eric searches Mick's eyes, begging for understanding and support. "I know she's different than the rest of the group here, but living in the city is all she's ever known. Yeah, she's a bit outspoken, but so am I sometimes. She deserves love just like anybody else." He shakes his head slowly. "I gotta take the chances while I still have some left. Opportunities like this don't come every day for a guy like me."

Mick is silent for several moments, really not knowing what to say. He knew the way Eric felt - he'd felt that way himself, and still did every time he looked at Rosetta. But he couldn't shake the bad feelings he had about Dana - the bad feeling he and Rosetta both had, and probably others, if he were to talk to them. "You really do sound pretty serious about her."

"I am. She and I both are."

"How... serious?"

"We've already talked about getting married."

Mick can't help it that his eyes widen. He'd known they were moving fast, but not that fast. "I... already? I mean... soon? Or... gonna be engaged for a while?"

"Soon. Really soon."

"Seriously?"

Eric grits his teeth and moves on to another horse, trying to keep his irritation at bay. "Yes. We love each other and we both know what we want. Why postpone it and risk screwing things up in the meantime? She's in between places to live and jobs - honestly, it's perfect timing."

"I..." Mick really didn't have an answer. Or maybe he was just too shocked to think straight. "Don't you think it... well, it would be wise to wait a little while longer? I mean, you hardly know her."

"I have spent hours on end in the same truck cab with her for two weeks." Eric couldn't believe Mick was saying the same things Rosetta had the night before - had neither paid attention? "Unless one person is a mute, you get to know each other pretty quick. She's been open with me and I've been open with her."

"Yeah, but-"

"I know her, Mick. She loves me, and loves the Lord - what more could I ask for?" Eric's defensiveness started bubbling below the surface. "Day and night we've spent together. How much more can I learn about her, especially if I'm on the road and we're apart?"

Mick clears his throat. "Yeah, about that... the nights, I mean. I, um... well, I just hope...."

Eric quirks an eyebrow. "Huh?"

"I just hope you're smart, ya know? I mean, I know you're both lonely and all, but... well..."

Eric waits, baffled by Mick's stammering until the realization hits him and his own eyes widen. "You think we're sharing a bed?!" He blinks, dumbfounded, then angry. First he and Dana got a cold shoulder, then he was being interrogated, and now he was accused of being immoral. Where did it end? "I cannot believe you!"

Mick frowns, crossing his arms, his own defenses rising in reaction to Eric's tone. "Well it's not my fault! You two are all over each other and with Dana saying how you talked in your sleep and all that - well what else were we supposed to think?!"

Eric's mouth hangs open for a moment. He was amazed and utterly disgusted. "I cannot believe... I don't care what was said, you should know me better than that! This is me you're talking to, Mick! Remember me?"

"Yes, but-"

"Look..." Eric had had enough, and his tone matched. "I know you don't approve. I know that everything I said to you was a waste of my breath. So if it's gonna be that way, just keep your mouth shut and I'll stay out of your way, alright? You never have to speak to Dana again if you don't want - I don't care. Just take your judgmental self out of the picture and you go your way and I'll go mine. Thanks for your support." Spinning on his heel, he starts to walk away.

Desperate not to make things worse, Mick reaches out and takes his shoulder to stop him. "No, wait."

In no mood for more discussion, irritated by Mick stopping him and angered by the whole situation, Eric whirls around. And without thinking, his fist is thrown.

Being punched in the mouth, Mick staggers backward and falls into the stack of hay before sliding to the barn floor. Eric catches his eye for one last glare, then turns once more and stalks away, leaving the barn.

Mick tries to catch his breath and puts a hand to his bleeding lip. He hadn't meant for any of this to happen. Hadn't he had a right to state his reservations though? Technically, maybe it wasn't any of his business, but he and Eric had been extremely close at one point and now they were family. Didn't Mick have the right to share his concerns? He was sorry Eric was being so sensitive, but did he deserve to be punched? A shadow makes him jump and he looks up quickly, almost afraid it was Eric to come finish the job. But who it really was surprised him.

Dylan purses his lips and glances down the aisle to where Eric had disappeared, then looks back at his father again. Not saying anything, he reaches down a hand.

Mick smirks a little and sighs, then accepts his son's hand up. "Well, I feel stupid."

Dylan shrugs. "Not as stupid as Eric's gonna."

"Yeah, well, maybe he had a right to slug me."

"I wasn't talking about him and you." Dylan searches Mick's eyes for just a moment before going back to work cleaning a stall just a short ways away. He'd heard the entire thing.

Mick sets his hands on his hips. Dylan was talking about Eric and Dana? Interesting that he had come to that conclusion. Maybe the troubled teenager pondered things more than anyone knew.


Eric isn't seen for a while after his confrontation with Mick, making himself scarce until he reappears from Dana's bunkhouse. Heading to the main office, Eric steps up to the door and knocks out of respect before letting himself in and finding Rosetta at the desk. His eyes were clouded... full of a blurred mix of emotions. Looking down at his sister, no smile is on his face as he searches for the words he was going to say. Most likely, she hadn't seen Mick yet and didn't know what had happened in the barn. Even so, she'd just have to accept his decision.

"Dana and I are leaving as soon as I clean out my rig," he informs. "I haven't gotten my call yet but I thought we'd head to Nevada anyway and stop by and see Trent and Jeff since they're at Katie and Jasmine's." Still no smile appears. "Maybe they'll be more accepting of someone I love."

His eyes drop and he turns to leave, but stops for a moment, looking back over his shoulder. "I'm sorry this visit wasn't as good as it could have been, and you can tell your husband I'm sorry too. You'll probably hear from me while I'm on the road."

Offer

Letting out a sigh as Eric gets up and turns to leave Rosetta could see the hurt on her brothers face, and could hear it in his tone of voice too. She hadn't wanted to hurt him and she tried her best not to be bossy or mean about it but some how she hurt him anyways.

Looking to Mick Rosetta's eyes were a tad bit sad. She felt something in the wind and just from her personal experiences of being able to read people she didn't like her feeling and tend to listen to her. Something wasnt right and there would be much sadness. Rosetta could only hope for once she would be wrong.

"I don't like it Mick, I don't like it at all."

Letting out another sigh and standing Rosetta takes whats left of the coffee cups and prepared to go to the dinning room. She had to set up the coffee pot and get a few other things for the guys in the morning when they woke up before work and her mind just seemed to full to want to sleep. She wasn't sure if Mick was heading back to the house now or not.

"Where you going to stay here and help me get this stuff ready or are you going to head back to BJ?"

Giving a smile to Justin again Beth could feel the heat return to her cheeks as she turned slightly red. To have Justin say he was proud of her really did make Beth feel good on the inside and like she was starting to really build on who she was.

"Something light for dinner, I think I can handle that. Maybe I could make some home made french onion soup, and some tomato and basil grilled sandwiches."

Beth really did like cooking for someone else. It was nice, and gave her a chance to test her skills. Having company to talk with while eating was nice too. For sure she though Justin might want some alone time but she was happy he had said yes to her offer to come back.

"Of course I don't mind. Thats why I offered."

Proud

Listening to Rosetta, Eric blinks. His mouth opens to respond, but then closes again. Had they not just spent the entire evening talking about Dana and how they'd met and where she was from? And Rosetta thought he didn't know much about her? Maybe two weeks wasn't all that long, but it felt like a lifetime to him, and he'd spent it almost twenty-four/seven with Dana.

Hie opens his mouth again, just to close it once more. Pull one over on him? Was Rosetta kidding? She had the nerve to imply that Dana was capable of something like that? His eyebrows lower as his eyes begin to narrow. Him taken for a fool?

Dropping his gaze, Eric leans forward in his seat and looks at the floor for a moment. For the third time, he starts to say something and then doesn't. His gut had twisted into an unfamiliar little knot, not used to feeling hurt by his sister.

Rising, he grabs his hat off the back of the couch and aims for the door, his walk slow and stiff as he favors his left leg. "Goodnight," he mentions quietly. "See you two tomorrow." Making his way into the dining area, he stops near the hall to wait for Dana.

Mick takes in a deep breath and lets it out slowly. There was so much he could say right now. But it didn't seem the time. He glances to his wife and lifts an eyebrow, shrugging lamely. "Couldn't agree more."


Justin sighs, but knows Beth is right. Even if he wanted to go clean up right now, his body was begging him to just stay put and not try to move yet.

Hearing she'd skipped on going to see Sarah yesterday, his eyes snap up to hers. "You... didn't go yesterday?" She'd stayed here? For him? Forfeited her daily routine to... to be here? A little grin shows up on his lips. "While undeserving, I'm proud of you, Beth... I know that couldn't have been easy for you."

Leaning his head back into the cushions again and giving up fighting how weary his body felt, he reaches for his tea once more. "Supper..." He looks up at her again, a decline on the tip of his tongue. He was on he upswing now, he'd be okay, his fever was gone, and though not functioning too well, he was out of danger. He really didn't need anything more. But something greater than need stuck up on him... he wanted her to stay.

"...sounds fantastic. I think by tonight I could handle something light if... you really don't mind."

Taken a Fool

Rosetta continued to eat herself listing to her brother and attempting to listen to Dana as well. But every word she said just made Rosetta cringe even more. There was something about her, She couldn't put her finger on it but she bothered her.

"Making money is always a good thing but I wouldn't go rushing into anything to deep yet."

Going back to her food Rosetta continues to eat. Her tone was calm and cool trying not to let her aggravation show. But as Dana makes mention to her step son and than to Clint and Wendy her head shoots up and the look of shock pass her face and she gives a side long glance to Mick. Those were two very personal matters that in Rosetta's own mind should never have been shared with a stranger and Dana was a stranger that Eric hadn't known that long.

Wanting to say something Rosetta new it wouldn't come out right and would probley do more harm than anything else so she bit her tong and did her best to just continue to hold her words off.

Letting the night continue Rosetta excused herself here and there getting drink refills and just getting away the conversation before settling in. Seeing as finally the conversation was coming to an end Rosetta never though she would be happy to stop talking. She liked talking but with someone she didn't feel comfortable around or felt insulted by many times even if on mistake it still bothered her.

Once Dana was gone Rosetta looks to her brother again. She keeps her face soft on not wanting to scold him, or even upset him. He did seem happy but if she didn't tell him what she though than it wouldn't be right.

"Eric, it's very nice to see you happy. I like knowing your happy and for that I am excited. But at the same time I can't help but feel a little worried. You don't know much about Dana and it dosnt sit right with me. So all I ask if you take it slow and don't let her try and pull one over on you...ok? I love you bro and I don't want to see you taken as a fool."

Beth could feel the heat crawl in her cheeks at Justin's comment about being his one true friend right now. It felt good to be called that, it sent tingles through her and the smile spread across her face bigger than it was before.

"And I am proud to be your friend Justin. You helped me its all I can do to pay you back."

Shifting a little on the couch Beth stands with Justin as he does but reaches out to try and steady him easying him back down on the couch again giving a little grin.

"You might need a shower but maybe it can wait a little while longer your not smelling that bad yet. And...I can stay as long as you would like me to. I don't really have anything going on and I have vacation I've been using from work. Though tonight I might like to go see Sarah since I missed out yesterday but I can come back and whip us something up for dinner tonight....if you like."

By Storm

Eric shakes his head at Rosetta's question. "Not sure. Could be a day, could be three or four. I'm waiting on a call for when the next load is ready to be picked up in Nevada, then it's on to Oregon. Hoping for enough time to show Dana around the sights and give her the grand tour of the ranch."

"Oh yes, I want to see it all," Dana agrees. "Everything Eric's told me about is just coming to life now. I tried to get him to take a break from work, but he said no." She rolls her eyes teasingly.

Eric smirks. "A man's gotta keep working if he's gonna make enough money to support anybody."

Dana slides a sidelong glance his direction, grinning at his implication.

Though Mick is basically finished with his bowl of chili, he concentrates very hard on getting every last little bit, and taking his time at it.

Dana looks around the room and nudges Eric. "So tell me who everybody is. I think I could probably figure it out, but tell me anyway."

Eric chuckles and stars pointing out people in the room. Luke and Angel, Jim and Becky, Cindy with Kaylee... the list went on. "And there in the corner is Jade and Dan - they're engaged, and Dylan."

"Oh, I see." Dana lowers her voice a little, leaning in to Eric, but she could still be heard plainly by anyone sitting at the table. "And he's the one that was in so much trouble with drugs and all that, right?"

Mick's eyes shoot up, a look of displeasure flashing in them. His stern glance is turned towards Eric as a warning, though he says nothing.

Eric sees Mick's look and quickly nods at Dana, patting her arm. "Yeah," he replies, moving on before anything else can be said. "Oh, and over there are Clint and Wendy, and their little boy, Chase."

"Ah." Dana nods knowingly, though her tone is edged with something less than graciousness. "They're the ones that-"

"Yeah, and that's everybody I think," Eric cuts her off before she insults Mick's nephew on top of it.

Mick can hardly stand it, and turns his head as his eyes roll towards the ceiling. Grabbing his empty bowl, he stands. "I'm gonna help clear some of the tables. I'll be back."

He did return, and the awkward conversation continued, though the awkwardness seemed one-sided. Dana chattered about this and that while Eric added his own thoughts and soon the dining hall was relatively empty while Rosetta, Mick, Dana and Eric had reclined in the living room. It was learned that Dana had been married once to an abusive husband, going through a messy divorce. She had moved about, though now had a small apartment in Tennessee while she looked for something more permanent. In between jobs as well, she received a little financial support from her parents, though for the most part, they didn't have much to do with her.

Both she and Eric explain how they were enjoying traveling together, and Dana expresses how she'd rarely been out of the city, so this was quite an experience to be out on a "Texas ranch." She asked where all the guests were, and Eric took the time to explain how they were taken care of by the ranch hands and staff and how usually they ate and fellowshipped earlier so that's why she hadn't seen anyone else, and why the ranch family usually ate supper a bit later than "normal." Dana couldn't believe the people that would come and go, and showed her amazement at how Rosetta could manage to counsel anyone, let alone troubled young adults, on a regular basis - she herself would go "utterly insane."

Eric diverted the conversation several times, noticing short looks from both Mick and Rosetta at times, and as the evening drew on, his own look was growing more pensive and maybe even slightly confused, bordering on perturbed.

It really was getting late and while Mick knew that Angel and Luke were looking after BJ, he wanted to get home and then make his nightly rounds in the barn. His bouncing knee seemed to signal that he wanted to bring this chitchat to a close, and for once, Dana caught on.

She was sitting with Eric on the couch - if any closer, she'd be on his lap as her head rested near his chest with his arm around her and her fingers absentmindedly fiddling with a tear in his jeans above his knee. Sitting up straight and stifling a yawn, she asks where the "ladies room" is and Eric points her in the right direction.

Left alone with Mick and Rosetta, he looks between them, having finally sensed the odd tension in the air. Though he still smiled, there was something else now... hesitance, perhaps, that had not been there earlier.

"Um... thanks for staying up and chatting..." He grins at Rosetta. "It's always good to come home, especially after long runs."

Clearing his throat, he leans forward to rest his elbows on his knees. "I, um... know this whole thing with Dana probably seems a little sudden - didn't meant to spring it on you like that, but it just happened pretty quick and all." He chuckles. "Caught me by storm, I guess you could say."

Again looking between his sister and brother-in-law, the pause that follows is an odd one. This time though, Eric really doesn't know what to add, and he couldn't say goodnight yet without waiting for Dana so he could show her to the bunkhouse. So the pause lingers.


Very strange emotions were churning within Justin, and his eyes focus on the couch as Beth talks. He hadn't planned on any of this - sharing with her about what was going on his life, or exposing how he felt. It felt awkward yet easy at the same time. Half of him wanted to shut it all off again and go back to his closed-off self, and half of him wanted to remain open and let her be his friend for once. He'd concentrated so much on helping her and being her friend that he'd denied himself the pleasure of her company.

Slowly, his eyes rise to meet hers once more. He'd seen great changes in her lately. He'd seen growth. He'd seen courage. He'd seen the things in her that he had pushed too quickly for in the beginning. But with patience, he was finally beginning to see the real her start to push towards the surface like a rosebud ready to bloom. And as the inside was exposed, her true beauty was shining through. Just the fact that she was here right now, on her own accord, having made up her own mind and having decided to help and get out of her box to be here... Justin would not have guessed that she would have. But she had, proving that the snippets of growth he'd seen in her had been real and perhaps deeper than he'd thought.

As if drawing back out of the vortex of her gaze, her face comes into focus again. "I, um..." He tries to smile, but it only comes halfway. "I guess I'm not so used to being on the receiving end. But... if I had to choose a friend to lean on right now... it would be you." He'd been abandoned and mocked by everyone else - Beth was the only one right now who seemed to care, and that... that was worth something.

In the silence that follows, Justin realizes just what a mess he probably looked like at the moment. He hadn't changed his clothes in days, he needed to shave and he was pretty sure he needed a shower quite badly too. It was amazing Beth was still around just for those factors.

His facial expression turns to one of sheepishness. "I think I'm quite a sight," he muses. "Surprised you haven't told me to go take a shower yet." Giving her a wry grin, he goes to stand up, but as soon as he's on his feet, the room starts to spin.

Putting a hand to his head, he sits back down, his eyes a little wide. "Okay... maybe that shower will have to wait just a little longer." He blinks, trying to get the dizziness to pass and a slight chuckle comes out. "How long did you say you were staying?" he teases.

Kindness

"We don't have any guest house open right now. Have three family's staying with us right now that are in there. So the only thing open are the bunk houses. I can make sure the one closest to the dinning hall is cleaned up for her."

Rosetta gives a smile to her brother trying to best to brush off the feeling that was in the air for her brothers sake right now. He'd just gotten home why make a mess of it right away. Hearing Eric start to talk about the rain Rosetta gives a small nod. It has been pretty wet as of late. About to take note on it Rosetta is stopped as Dana cuts her off going into a story once more. Trying to keep her irritation down Rosetta looks to Dana, and than back to Eric once more till Mick comes over.

Just listing again to everything going on and all the words Rosetta takes it all in. She had so many mixed emotions she didn't know what to think or what to say. She wanted to be happy for her brother but at the same time she wanted to warn him, and protect him.

Hearing about how they met, and how long it had been Rosetta concern grew a little more. Her brother was good about keeping his head on but this...this was unlike him. As Dana speaks again and makes her comment about time Rosetta can feel herself stiffen up. She felt insulted once again. For anyone to even say something like that to someone they hardly new was rude.

"Sometimes time is best to consider when not knowing for sure where life is taking you. Sometimes time, is what makes two people stronger."

Drawing silent again and letting the conversation continue Rosetta's eyes move from Mick's, to Eric, Dana and than Micks again. She didn't know what to think and the tentions just seemed to grow and grow.

Just wanting to change the subject Rosetta shifts a little bit and clears her throat. Maybe if she got Eric a long later she could talk to him a little more but only if he was alone.

"So..how long you planning on staying around this time Eric?"

Shifting a little and seeing the tiny tear escape Justin's eye Beth's heart broke even more for him. If she had one weakness about anything it was seeing anyone cry. It just his her right in the heart.

"Sometimes helping others is easier than seeing our own faults. Its just easy to help someone else than admit we have something wrong ourselves. I guess thats why its good to have a few real friends."

Continuing to search Justin's face Beth's own mind processes things. If it wasn't for Justin things for her would still be like they always had been. Lonely, sad, and down right miserable. Justin had changed that for her and slowly, very slowly things where starting to change and a new world was starting to be formed for Beth.

"Things will work themselves out and I will be there as you friend to walk a long side you. You didn't leave me when I needed a friend, as long as you let me I would like to try and show the same kindness."

Eighteen years

"Meh." Eric shakes his head, waving off his sister. "I'm sure the bunkhouse is fine. I don't care if I have to change sheets. As for Dana... I figured she could just stay in one of the guest houses - it's only for a couple days anyway... this time." He gives Dana a sidelong glance as he grins before turning his eyes back to Rosetta again.

"Weather's actually been pretty good. Had some heavy rains a few days ago but nothing we couldn't survive."

Out of nowhere, Dana starts to giggle again. "We had to pull over once and he had to get out in the rain and check a tire on the trailer. By the time he got back in the cab, he looked like a drowned rat."

Eric laughs too and rolls his eyes. "Yeah, well, I guess that was a little adventure in itself."

Mick returns to the table with two steaming bowls of chili, catching just the end of the conversation. "We" seemed to be stated quite often. Interesting. "Okay, here we go..." He sets down the bowls then returns to his seat next to Rosetta.

"Mmm... thanks." Eric takes a bite and sighs with content. "Now that's what I call food."

Dana stares down at her bowl for a moment before taking a timid spoonful. She blinks, then takes a sip of water, clearly surprised at the bit of spice the chili had. "My... you all must have strong tastes."

Eric chuckles and passes her the basket of crackers. "Here, these will help."

Mick watches them for a moment, allowing a pause before joining in the conversation. "So, um... you two... riding together?"

Eric nods. "Yeah, we-"

"Oh my goodness, it's been so fun," Dana breaks in. "I've never been so many places in my life and Eric is such a good driver."

He shrugs, grinning. "Yeah, what she said."

Mick musters up half a smile to be polite. He might as well just ask what he really wanted to. "I hate to ask the obvious, but you two seem to be more than friends."

Eric's smile widens and he slips an arm over Dana's shoulders. "We are," he states proudly. "As a matter of fact, we've gotten..." His eyes look to Dana. "...quite close."

Mick puts another spoonful of chili in his mouth to keep from saying anything regrettable. He just nods and smiles as he chews. "So you've... known each other... I'm sorry, how long did you say?"

"Oh, it's been about two weeks." Eric squints as he figures in his head. "Yeah, that's about right."

"I... I see." Mick nods again, finding proper words harder and harder to come by.

"What?" Eric tilts his head teasingly, his arm still resting around Dana. "Not long enough?"

"Well I..." Mick really didn't have much of an answer for that one. "It's..."

Dana smirks and moves a little closer to Eric, her arm movement now making it quite clear that she was patting his leg. She looks at Mick, seeming to find an awful lot of humor in his stammering. "Not everybody wants to wait eighteen years to make a move."

Mick's eyebrows shoot up, not knowing whether to laugh or be offended. There were an awful lot of extenuating circumstances revolving around why he and Rosetta had not been married until recently.

Eric does laugh, apparently enjoying teasing his brother-in-law. "You have to admit, she got you on that one."

Mick finds it quite difficult to continue smiling, but he does, and even manages a light laugh that he forces out. "Yeah... um, yeah... I guess she did. Sounds like you've told her a lot about us."

"He's told me virtually everything." Dana bats her eyelids. "I feel like I just know everyone here already."

"Ah." Mick doesn't dare look at Rosetta lest he throw her a glance that was too obvious. Taking another bite of chili, he notes that Dana wasn't touching hers after that first taste. Eric was chowing down like normal, seeming completely oblivious to any tension in the air at all. "So how did you two meet?"

"My car broke down," Dana explains. "Silly thing had been on the fritz for practically ages. Finally gave out on me and this very kind, extremely handsome truck driver offered me a lift." She grins and Eric seems to give a quite strange flinch again while concentrating on his food very hard all of a sudden.

"She's in between jobs and a place to live," he ads, gaining back control. "We enjoyed each other's company so much that well..." He shrugs. "We didn't want to stop."

Dana giggles. "We sure didn't. And when he said he was coming back here, I was just dying to come so here I am."

Eric looks to her and grins before leaning over and giving her cheek a kiss. "And here she is." His eyes move back to Rosetta, his grin remaining on his lips while his gaze seems to be searching for what she thought.


Beth's words seemed to help Justin feel a little better. Or maybe it was just the fact that he was finally sharing his burden with someone. Either way, he could tell she genuinely cared, and he was grateful for that.

Her final words make him smile a little and he looks down at his tea. "I suppose there's been some happiness," he admits. "Just not too much of it lately." He had to admit to himself that he was relieved at her response. At least she didn't seem to want to leave now or hold any of this against him.

"I just don't know what to do." Setting his tea aside for now, he turns more sideways and leans his head sideways against the back couch cushions, facing Beth. "I've spent years learning how to help other people, and now when it's me..." He sighs.

The tears that had emerged a few minutes prior were back, but they were stronger this time. Justin couldn't remember the last time he'd cried in anyone's presence and he wasn't about to now. Unfortunately, all it took was a blink for one tear to be released. Swiping at it quickly, he hopes Beth doesn't notice, but the heat rises in his cheeks anyway and he doesn't dare to look at her. "I guess I've got one friend left," he mentions softly.

You'er World

Listing to Justin as he starts up talking and explaining to Beth everything that had happened and only made him being sick worse and worse Beth started to understand. His body was trying to recover from being sick to start with and than the stress piled up on each other just made matter worse.

Shifting on the couch a little and getting comfortable Beth brings her knees up to her chest and wraps her arms around them resting his chin on her knees. Listing intently Beth study's Justin's face. It wasn't hard to see the pain in his eyes, and tone in his voice matched.

Beth had lost both her parents she new how hard it was, but she couldn't help but wonder for Justin was it ten times harder. Her parents were dead and gone, there was no way to talk to them, maybe pass them on the street. For Justin his mom was still alive and the want to talk to her, or seeing her would be a reminder of what happened always. Her hear sank for him, and she hoped they could work things out. To hear about Rebecca on top of it all shocked Beth..though it did make her feel a little better about the other night...she was still sad for Justin. They seemed so good together.

"I'm really sorry to head about Rebecca Justin. Can't say I know how you feel on that one because I've never had a boyfriend before but I can only image is sucks big time. I'm really sorry about your brother and your mom too. Losing your temper is never a good thing, but it happens. From the way you've talked about you mom though in a few days I am sure everything will blow over and it will be ok."

Stopping and searching Justin's face for a long moment. Taking in the words about his world. Her mind mulled over words, and the differences to her life his was, and how many things she saw she had missed out in her own. Even if Justin had heartache of his own in life, at least it was on more than one thing because that means he was living life. For Beth it had been the same thing for years and years...nothing new because life...was not what she had but a shadow of a world she never walked in.

"You've lived in your world even if it was filled with pain but with pain has come happiness too. I think...I like it."

Looking up as Eric comes in the door a smile spreads across Rosetta's face. She didn't know her brother would be around but it was always nice to have him here. She missed him when he was gone, but when he came home it was always with open arms they welcomed him.

Seeing the woman come in with him through stops Rosetta's train of thought. Last time she talked to Eric he never mentioned a woman, and at first glance did she even seem like a someone Eric would even be interested in. Staying silent and just watching Rosetta keeps her eye on the new woman taking in her movement, and her words.

Finally glancing at Mick Rosetta shakes her hear and her eyes show what words did not have to say. The woman sat funny with her and there was just a vibe she didn't like one bit. It was like red flags were being thrown left and right telling her to watch out.

As her brother comes over Rosetta looks to him again and gives a smile. She'd always welcome her brother but the woman...well for now she would try and be nice. About to give a greeting to her brother Rosetta is cut off as Dana says her own peace. Quirking an eyebrow Rosetta can't help but be a little offended by the woman. They were hardly out in the middle of no where.

"Well when you have the knowledge and skill you can survive just about anywhere. Though I would say this is hardly the middle of no where. Its like a small town of sorts. Its nice to meet you Dana."

Giving a nod to Mick as he gets up to get the food Rosetta turns her attachen back to her brother. She wouldn't let his greet go for him.

"Eric, it's so good to see you as always. I wish you would of called sooner. I would of made sure you room was ready and an extra one for your friend as well. Was the drive nice? Didn't hit any bad weather?"

Seeing the look on Jade's face he glances over at Eric and Dana. The air in the room had become very stiff and it was hard not to notice it. Everyone seemed to shift and become uneasy. Taking note to where Dana had places her had he couldn't help but wonder what was going on and if Eric could really be that foolish to fall into the woman's trap.

Looking to Jade he gives a small shake of his head. He didn't know what was going on or even if he really did want to know. This had become like a family to him but getting into other peoples business when it was not his place was something he simply did not do to keep his own self out of trouble.

Sitting with Sparky Faith's attachen was taken away when the door opened and greetings were made. She hadnt seen Eric much but it was hard to mistake him for anyone else when he looked so much like Rosetta. As for the woman if she hadn't seen the surprised looks on everyones face she would of though his was his girlfriend of many years.

Glancing at Sparky and than back in the other direction she wondered how long they had been together. Eric looked happy and that was important but for some reason Dana just seemed...out of place here where she might get dirty, or would have to sleep on anything less than feather bed. but who was she to judge right.

Welcome to my world

Three days. Justin leans his elbows on his knees and rests his face in his hands for a moment. Snippets of his experience make their way through the fog in his mind. The onset of getting sick... taking up residence on the couch... nightmares...

Justin lifts his face. Nightmares. Shouts of agony. Bits and pieces were returning to him, along with a stark realization. "I talked... a lot... didn't I?" He glances to Beth, but doesn't need an answer. He already knew.

Leaning back into the couch again, he sighs deeply. "Three days - I think I owe you some sort of a thanks, but just saying it doesn't seem like enough." He turns his head to look at her, letting his eyes fall to hers for a long moment. Something was different. He wasn't sure what it was, but for a strange second or two, it felt as though they were a lot closer than they had been several days ago.

"Um... I feel like a truck ran over me, but I think my head's back on straight again." He attempts a little smile. "No food yet, but some tea would be nice... if... you don't mind?"

Ten minutes later, Justin was settled back in the corner of the couch with one knee propped up to support his cup of tea, while his other foot was tucked up under himself. He had fallen very quiet as his recollection of the past week had begun to reemerge in his mind. He also remembered at least one nightmare and could just barely remember waking up with a scream. He knew Beth had been there - not only had he probably scared her, but she was probably quite confused as well.

Once again, his eyes drift to hers and rest there for several moments... those eyes that somehow were able to get him to do just about anything, whether she knew it or not. Physically, he was over the worst of it. Emotionally, he was still in anguish. Maybe he couldn't remember everything from the last couple days, but instincts told him that enough had happened that he owed her an explanation.

Glancing down, Justin takes another sip of tea. There was a strange stillness in the air, as if the atmosphere knew it was his turn to speak and was waiting on him.

"I, um... I'm sorry that you had to see me go through what I did." His voice was perhaps a bit quieter than normal. Gone was the confident tone that proclaimed he had everything under control. No, this time, it was just him exposing the rawness that Beth had already caught a glimpse of through his incoherent rants.

Looking back up her, his expression is something like a mix of a smile and a wince. He had never intended to let her in on this level of his personal life. He had always kept up his guard, being the strong, knowing one, no matter how he was feeling on the inside. It's what he did. It's how he helped other people who needed a strong person to help them. He'd perfected the art of always being "fine" to whomever he spoke - even Beth - and his personal life stayed neatly tucked behind a thick veil that very few had the privilege of seeing behind. He had discovered how to offer small talk and give the other person just enough information to make them feel as though they were getting to know him, when in reality, his world was very different from the one he had learned to paint for the public - even Beth.

"A... few days ago, my brother showed up at my mom's." Did she even know he had a brother? Probably not. He goes on anyway. "He, um... apparently still blames me for our dad's death." He knew he'd let Beth in on how his dad had died, so she'd understand this part at least. "We got into it and I lost my temper."

Justin's eyes drop from Beth's once more as his discomfort increases. "I wound up punching him in the mouth. Justified or not, it was stupid and... apparently Ma saw me do it. So now Jared's the angel and she's so scared of me and my violence that she doesn't even want to see me."

That in itself was enough to make Justin's stomach lurch again. To think his own mother was afraid of him was despicable. Yes, he lost his temper, but a violent man he was not. Gritting his teeth, he tries to move on, though he knew that Beth surely could read the look on his face. "In the meantime, I found out that my friends like to talk about me behind my back. Apparently I'm a judgmental know-it-all that can't see past himself and doesn't deserve to have any friends." At this point, he honestly didn't know if that were true or not. He hadn't thought he was judgmental or any of that, but... if that's the way they saw him, then perhaps he'd been blind to his own actions this whole time.

He shrugs lamely as his fingers rub the warm cup of tea. "I guess after my failure with Scott, that shouldn't have come as a surprise." His eyes dare to glance at her for a moment before retreating again. "And to top it off, all this stuff happened after Rebecca and I broke up." Saying it aloud for the first time sent a pang straight through his heart.

Before he can stop it, tears sting his eyes, though he manages to keep them from falling. It felt like his entire life was a mess. To some, his problems might seem petty. But everything that had gone wrong revolved around the most important things to him. His mother... his friendships... his girlfriend... his career. It was all a mess.

He swallows hard, trying to stay in control. Thankfully, his prior breakdown had taken enough energy that he was relatively safe at the moment. But it didn't mean that it hurt less. Everything hurt so badly... each thing that had been piled on top of the other cut deeply and painfully.

Lifting his eyes, he forces himself to look back to Beth. She had now seen him at his very worst. She'd stayed for the last few days, nursing him and making sure he was okay. What would she think of him now? Would she be sorry she came? Opening his mouth, his voice is barely above a whisper now. "Welcome to my world, Beth Parker."


Having Scarlet move to his lap, Eli grins and lets her, rather enjoying it. "You're book's the only one that counts," he muses. "I..." His voice trails off as she moves in to kiss him. Sliding his arms around her, he squeezes her tight, deepening their kiss without caring they were in public. His hand rub her back as he's reminded of just why he'd made the decision to stay. He loved everything about her and wouldn't know what to do if he were to lose her.

How many minutes had passed were unknown, but he eventually draws back slowly with several lighter kisses until he can see her eyes again. Smiling, he leans his head back against the tree and reaches up to cradle Scarlet's face with his hand. His thumb caresses her cheek warmly. "You're the best, you know that?"


Was that a smile that was toying with the corners of Dylan's mouth? He quirks an eyebrow at Dan. "Me? Help keep her in line? You kidding?"

Pulling out a chair, he eases down across from them. "That's your job from now on. Good luck."

Jade smirks and kicks under the table but Dylan had known it was coming and shifts his shins out of the way. Jade rolls her eyes. "And to what do we owe this pleasure?"

Dylan shrugs. "I dunno." Truth? He just didn't want to admit that he was feeling rather lonely lately. And though he was relatively quiet as the meal starts, a part of him was glad he had decided to come sit with his sister and Dan. Mick and Rosetta weren't that far away but... it would be a while before Dylan would know how to approach that one on his own.


A familiar semi slowly pulls into the ranch driveway, void of a trailer. It's maneuvered skillfully off to the side out of the way, coming to a halt in its normal place. It wasn't unusual for Eric to stay at the ranch when he had days in between runs - it was his first choice if he was in the area and could make it to his next pick-up in time.

Tonight though, something was different. Tonight, Eric was not alone in his truck cab.

Swinging down from the rig, he's quick to turn, offering a hand up to a petite woman who scoots over to the door before sliding out. Halfway down, her foot slips and she winds up half-falling out of the cab and sprawling into Eric, knocking him off balance too. Eric loses control and starts to laugh, while the woman falls into a fit of giggles.

"I'm sorry," she gasps between her giggling. "I just slipped and... and down I went!"

"Good thing I was here." Eric laughs and gives her a squeeze. "Otherwise you mighta fallen and scratched up that pretty face of yours."

She smirks and reaches a hand up to pat his cheek. "You rugged charmer, you."

"Mmm, a shave I need. I think you're the charmer though."

"Oh, no, you are."

"Uh-uh." Eric leans in closer. "You are."

"No, no..." She grins as he nears.

"Oh yes." He plants a kiss on her lips before grinning at her again.

She giggles once more. "See?"

"What? Don't enjoy it?"

"In your dreams."

"Ooh, I got lots of dreams."

"Oh yeah? Am I in any of them?"

Eric turns and pulls her towards the main house, with his arm still around her shoulders. "I think I'm gonna take the fifth."

"Ha!" The woman leans into him, her high heels crunching on the gravel as they walk. "Next time you talk in your sleep, I'm gonna pay more attention."

Eric steps up on the porch and quirks an eyebrow. "I don't talk in my sleep."

"Uh... yes, you do."

"I do not."

The woman grins and matches his quirked eyebrow. "Got a tape recorder?"

"Okay, time to meet the family." Erick goes for the doorknob.

She laughs and shakes her head. "You sure are changing the subject a lot tonight."

"I have a right," he defends, humor twinkling in his eye.


Inside, supper was half over. Tonight, most were eating together, even Clint and Wendy. The room was full of conversation and a little bit of laughter as everyone discusses their days, work and what the plans were for the weekend. As the door opens though, the chatter dies down and eyes look to see who was coming.

"Heeeey, Eric!" Clint waves.

Jim leans back in his chair to see too, and smiles. "Eric, man - didn't know you were pulling in!"

Eric's smile widens as he comes in with the woman. "Yeah well, the road curved this direction so... what else was I supposed to do?"

Mick watches from a few tables over as he sits next to Rosetta. Though he smiles at seeing his brother-in-law, his eyes roam to the woman, wondering who she was, and surprised to see Eric's arm around her.

Jim chuckles and waves him over. "Who's your friend?"

"This... is Dana." Eric comes closer to the others, moving Dana a little bit in front of him. "She's gonna hang out here a few days until I pull out again." He looks around expectantly.

The pause that followed was a strange one. It wasn't normal that someone wasn't greeted warmly and immediately. But for some reason, it took a moment for anyone to react. Perhaps it was the way her hand rested on Eric's waist, or the way his arm was slung around her shoulders. Perhaps it was her high-heels, tight slacks and painted nails that would seem to conflict with the atmosphere of the ranch.

Becky was the first on her feet, clearing her throat, then offering a handshake. "Hi, Dana. I'm-"

"Becky, right?" Dana smiles and shakes her hand loosely.

"Um... yes."

Dana giggles. "Eric's done a very good job telling me about everyone here."

Eric rolls his eyes. "Can I help it that I talk about my family?"

"In the morning, in the afternoon, in you're sleep, in-"

Eric's hand comes up to clamp over her mouth. "Okay, so introductions are over. Any food left, or do I have to go back into town?"

Dana grins and pulls his hand down, throwing him a silly look.

Mick's eyebrows were quite high and his gaze gives Rosetta a strange sidelong glance. Had Dana just said what he thought she... He stops his brain and lets his manners override the funny feeling he was experiencing. "Come on over, Eric... Dana. There's room here. We'll get you set up with some supper. Tonight's a chili night."

"Thanks." Eric's hand slides down to Dana's to guide her to the other table, pulling out a chair for her before seating himself next to her. Leaning his elbows on the table, his eyes go to his sister as they sparkle with life. "Howdy, Sis."

Dana's eyes widen and she speaks without giving Rosetta time to respond to Eric. "Ohh, you must be Rosetta. If there's anyone Eric talks about the most, it would be you." She chuckles as her fingers fiddle with her long necklace. "I'm so glad I finally get to meet the woman who can handle a place like this. It just boggles my mind how anyone could survive out in the middle of nowhere."

"That's the beauty of ranch life, Hun." Eric grins. "Bein' out in the middle of nowhere with the people you love."

"Mmm...well, I suppose it would have some advantages."

Eric gives a slight jump and coughs to cover up a laugh, glad that they couldn't see Dana's hand on his thigh under the table.

Mick clears his throat and stands, letting Rosetta take over wherever she wanted to. "I'll go get you two a couple of bowls of chili. You just sit right there."


Watching from their corner, Jade's eyes were wide. She had full view of Eric and Dana and she wasn't quite sure what to think. Eric had been on a run for a couple weeks, and as far as she knew, there was no Dana before that. They looked awfully close though, and Dana was clearly teasing Eric in a way no stranger should - especially in public.

Jade glances beside her at Dan, question in her gaze.

Dylan catches on to her uneasiness and he looks over at Eric and Dana as well, quirking an eyebrow. He just shrugs though and turns back to his bowl of chili. It wasn't any of his nevermind. Eric was his uncle of sorts now, but he wasn't about to stick his nose in where it didn't belong.


On the other side of the room, similar feelings to Jade's were stirring. Sparky cocks his head slightly, just watching Eric and the newcomer for several moments. He usually wasn't one to judge without getting to know a person, but there was definitely a strange air about Dana. She just... well, he couldn't put his finger on it, but there was, without a doubt, something about her that could be felt instantly as she'd entered the room. It wasn't just that she stuck out like a sore thumb. No, it was more than that. Eric sure seemed happy though, so maybe Sparky was just letting his imagination get the best of him.

He turns his head a little and gives Faith a smile. His family hadn't much approved of them being together either, and their engagement hadn't exactly had great results as far as reactions went - but slowly, they were getting used to it, and he and Faith couldn't be happier. Who was he to begrudge Eric happiness?

Don't stop now!

Shaking her head Scarlet gives a laugh and smiles. Eli sure did have a good sense of humor and for that she was thankful. It's what helped add to the whole relationship. Putting her food down and waiting for Eli to be finished with his bit Scarlet shifts a little. Sitting in his lap facing him she leans her forehead against his for a moment.

"Your popular in my book. That counts for something...right?"

Leaning in and pressing her lips to his Scarlet didn't care if anyone was watching or not. She didn't mind showing her affection for Eli. When she looked into his eyes he was the only one she saw, or cared about.

Sitting with Jade the smile never seemed to leave Dan's face. It had been a long day and he'd seen little of Jade for most of it. Seeing her now, and spending time with her at dinner was important to him and he was happy they could. Giving Jade's hand a little squeeze under the table. It had been a long time since he felt like this but he was given a second chance and for that he was thankful.

About to say something Dan stops as Dylan comes over. Hearing his younger friend wanted to sit with them Dan couldn't help but be a little shocked. Dylan hardly if ever same in the dinning hall with anyone.

Listing to Dylan Dan cant help but smile a little more. Dylan was trying and thats what really mattered. Even if alone time with Jade was what he wanted he couldn't turn Dylan away now.

"Of course you can sit with us. There is enough room to go around. Maybe you can even help me keep your sister in line here."

Feeling everything around her moving a little bit Beth's eyes slowly open as they try to get use to the light that was streaming in the windows. Its takes a moment for Beth to life he head as he neck was quite still from how she had been sleeping. Finally able to move it without to much pain she looks to Justin and gives a small friendly smile.

"Lets see...I think its been three days now. You were pretty sick there for a while and I was worried, but your looking a lot better now."

Shifting a little bit on the couch and sitting up a little more so she was facing Justin she just studied his face for a moment. Her own look was full of questions but she didn't want to bomb bard him right away with them all.

"How are you feeling now? Did you want anything to eat?"

How long

Grinning, Eli takes a bite of the chip offered, thoroughly enjoying this moment. Now that he'd made up his mind about the job offer, already he felt better. Nothing more to stew about and he didn't have to worry about losing anything now.

"You 'guess' it's a good thing, huh?" he teases. "Well, boy, I'm glad you're so sure about it. I might think you wouldn't care one way or the other." Throwing her a sidelong glance, he swallows the smile that wanted to come, and takes another sip of his drink instead. "I guess a guy like me can't expect much more enthusiasm than that though. I mean, lack of popularity has its price."


Erik nods and gives Karla a little wave, though he wasn't satisfied with her response. He knew she was being honest though - he was grateful for that at least. He just wished things would be better this morning.

Gram watches Karla leave before looking over at Erik. "You okay?"

"Me?" he scoffs. "I'm not the one anyone should be worried about. It's that knucklehead you got staying here that should be getting the attention."

Gram is quiet for a moment, though not accepting of his answer. "Just because one person has a different degree of pain does not mean that the man standing next to him is not in need as well."

Erik looks at his food then finally glances up at her. He was appreciative of her insightfulness. "I'm worried. But I'm okay. Thanks."


Waiting a while after Karla had left, Kip finally pries himself from bed. He needed to use the bathroom, and he might as well take a shower while he was there and put some clean clothes on. Though quite unmotivated, it seemed best to move around a little to keep his mind occupied, if only for a few minutes.

He does wind up taking a shower and cleaning himself up. Pulling a clean shirt over his head, he looks himself in the mirror, studying his own now-clean-shaven face. The hot water had felt good, but it hurt to even blink or talk. The bruises were deep and he looked like he'd been in a fight of all fights. He hadn't though. It hadn't been a fight. It had simply been an attack.

Moving slowly to try and keep the pain at bay, he hangs up his towel and heads back to his room. Crawling back in bed, he lies on his back, discovering his welts and bruises there weren't quite as painful as his ribs so it was the least uncomfortable position. A hunger pain spreads through his stomach but he ignores it. He'd had some water. It would be enough for now.


Reese groans and puts his face in his hands, tired of so many stressful issues. Even when the Elite had been busy, nothing had been like this. It didn't help that Jason and Katie weren't even here today. A phone call had confirmed that Jason was feeling better, but was too weak to work today - probably tomorrow. It wasn't so much that Reese wanted him here working, but it worried him a lot more than he'd like to admit, that Jason was that bad off from his emotional episode. What was going to happen to him?

Then there was Mick. Reese had called him back earlier to hear the story of Dylan and be questioned as to whether or not he thought the Agency was involved .Without an answer, Reese did tell Mick that there was one person who might know, but it was a long shot. A long shot was all they had though. Unfortunately, it was longer than long. Would Scott agree to searching his implanted data for information about Dylan? They Agency might not have had any files on Dylan at that point in time, but if they really were involved, most likely they'd been planning it for years, just to give Mick and his family grief. A call to Carson proved he didn't know anything about it, and a call to Alec proved the same thing. Scott was the only one left to question, but would he even want to talk about it?

"Here's those files you wanted."

Reese looks up quickly at Susanne, and takes the papers from her. After only a glance at them though, he furrows his brow. "This is the Carter case."

"Yes?"

"I asked for the Palmer case."

"Oh." Susanne bites her lip and takes back the files. "Sorry. I'll bring you the right ones."

A mistake from Susanne? Reese watches her leave, baffled. That was the third thing she'd mixed up today. Once was not like her, twice was worrisome, and three times was.... well, it was unheard of. Was something wrong with her as well? What next?


The dining hall was rapidly being filled as everyone began to gather for supper. It was starting to be a chilly night since the sun had gone down, and stew seemed to be just the cure.

Over to a table on the left, Jade sits next to Dan like usual, having been shooed from the kitchen after helping with housework all day already. She was just as glad to be sitting with him now though - if she had it her way, she'd spend every moment with him, but the work schedules didn't cooperate.

Slipping a hand under the table, Jade finds Dan's hand and curls her fingers around his. She so loved the feel of his hand, and she gives him a sidelong glance that said as much.

While people were still getting settled in, the back door opens once more, but this time, it's an unexpected figure. Dylan enters quietly and glances around the room as if scouting it out to see how safe it is. Moving cautiously and carefully to avoid any attention, he makes his way around the perimeter to where Dan and Jade are alone at their table. He hadn't really intended on joining in tonight but... since things hadn't worked out with him spending time with his dad and Rosetta yet, he'd thought a lot about trying to break the ice from a different angle. He hadn't seen much of his dad today - Mick had mostly been out working on fences, but Dylan didn't have the habit of approaching him anyway, and after their recent talk... things seemed better, but a little more odd at the same time. Regardless, Dan and Jade were about the only ones Dylan talked to, as little as it was. "Um... can I... can I sit with you guys?"

Jade blinks, shocked that her brother was even wanting to eat supper with anyone else. Ever since he'd come, he'd slipped in, gotten his food, then had sat alone at his bunkhouse for his meal. She tries to recover and then nods. "Well yeah... I mean... it's fine with us..." She looks at Dan. "Right?"


Justin's eyes crack open to discover a dim sort of light. He slowly looks to the left, then the right, sweeping the room and trying to figure out why it looked so odd. It takes a few moments to register that he was not in his bedroom - it was the living room he was seeing, and the light must mean early morning.

A yawn follows and he shifts to turn onto his side from his back only to discover a warm body was underneath his head. Stopping dead, he stares into the grayness before daring to glance over and see Beth, discovering not only was his head on her shoulder, but his arm was tucked around her as well. And come to think of it... he moves a little more, discovering that he felt cold all over from having been soaked in sweat only hours prior when his fever had finally broken.

Just lying still, his mind slowly, slowly gropes its way to the light. He'd... been sick... yes, that was right, and... and... Beth... she'd come... she'd come?

Forgetting about not waking her, he sits up, but winces as he feels a splitting headache. The nausea was gone, as was the fever, but every muscle in his body felt like jello, and his head was pounding. So was it just the next morning or... wait, was there a day in between or... no... yes... it was all a foggy, jumbled mess in his brain.

"Holy cow..." He rubs his hands over his face, trying, trying to clear his mind, but there were an awful lot of blank spaces. Time seemed to have escaped him, nor did he know about his nightmares and rants during the night that had eventually died down again. He looks over to Beth again, knowing he'd unintentionally roused her. It was still quite early morning by the color of light coming in through the window, but he was worried about figuring out where he'd been for who knows how long.

"Were you...how..." His slurred speech proves he's not quite awake yet. "Wow... how long have you been here? Or how... how long have I been out?"

Hard Call

Looking up at Eli and smiling back at him again Scarlet couldn't help the twinkle that was in her eyes. Eli was different than a lot of other guys she met. She was rough around the edges but still there was that soft side that Scarlet saw.

"Yeah I guess it would of been a wast after all the effort huh? I guess its a good thing I really did end up liking you."

Scrunching her nose as Eli gives it a kiss Scarlet sits up again and reaches for another chip before holding it up to Eli so he could take a bit. It was a corny thing to do but just this once Scarlet didn't mind much. It was a cute moment so why not follow it with a cute act.

"Ah, that it would be. So I guess all in all...its a good thing your sticking around."

Trying her best to keep her smile Karla looks to Gran and gives a small chuckle. The older woman was always busy around the house since they had gotten there, maybe having people around, and to cook for was something she really did enjoy.

"I'm not to hungry right now. I've got to head home and get some clean clothing on and take a shower. But I'll be back so if you save some I will make sure I get a little on my way back through."

Turning slightly to Erik hearing his question Karla thinks for a moment. She didn't try to hide her feelings, or that she was tired, and worried about Kip. There was no point not to mention she was always bad at it anyways. But he had asked how she was doing and honestly that was a hard question in itself to answer.

"Oh, could be better but I could be worse too. So I am sitting in the middle and will just say I am fair today."

Letting out a small sigh Karla just stands there for a moment before looking back up again. She hated leaving Kip but she new she had too and if she didn't leave now she never would.

"I better get going. I'll be back in a bit."

Just continuing to smile as Justin talks Beth could feel her cheeks continue to get red. She was not use to all these complements that just seemed to come more and more. Coming from Justin they just seemed to make her feel good.

Watching as Justin sinks back down on the couch again she shakes her head a little bit at his comment. She wondered if he would dream about her, let alone at all with the state he was in. But as long as it was a good dream than she was happy.

"Sweet dreams Justin."

Watching him fall asleep Beth takes the next few moments to just watch him as his breath lowered and he slipped into sleep. He looked so peaceful while he was sleeping. Much different than how Sarah looked. Though his body was sick and him mind seemed full there was still that air around him.

Once she was she Justin was asleep Beth slips from under his legs and heads into the kitchen. Filling the sink with some water and putting dishes into it she pulls her phone from her pocket.

"Hey Sal, yeah its Beth....yeah I figured you guys would be worried when I didn't show up today. No...everything is ok. Yes...I promise everything is ok. I know I missed today I had more important things come up....yes I know thats a shocker. Can you put Sarah on please?"

As the phone goes silent Beth goes to the sink and starts to wash some dishes waiting. She new it would take a moment before they could get things set up and Sarah would be on the phone. Finally hearing she was there Beth smiled. Even if Sarah didn't talk back to her just hearing her sister breath was enough.

"Hey Sarah, I'm sorry I haven't been to see you. A friend needed my help and I wanted to help him. Yeah I bet that sounds strange me saying I have a friend huh? He's just...different you know? Anyways I don't think I am gonna make it in today or if I do it wont be till later. I'll try to get there tomorrow though if he's feeling better. I love you Sarah."

Hanging up the phone Beth lets out a small sigh. It was hard not to go see Sarah but she couldn't just leave Justin when he needed her too. He had no one here, and Sarah had people there to look after her. Maybe one day would be ok.

Dreams

Eli grins again and takes another bite of his sandwich before leaning his head over to rest against Scarlet's. "Well, I guess it's a good thing you like spending time with me. Otherwise all the work you did to find out about me might all be in vain."

Chuckling, he lifts his head and turns to her, his eyes twinkling. A peck on her nose follows. "Life would be way too boring without my Scarlet."


Gram gives Karla a wide smile and shakes her head. "I never outdo myself, Sweety. Come - have some breakfast." She motions to an empty chair and the more-than-enough food.

Erik offers Karla a smile too, though his eyes study her face, wondering how she was doing, and how Kip was doing. It was hard to tell, but something in her eye said that things could be better. "Good morning, Karla. How ya doing?"


Justin's hand lingers on Beth's face for another moment or two before it gently draws away and returns to his cup of tea. "I'm glad it makes you feel good. It should." He takes another sip of tea before his eyes return to her. "You should feel good about yourself more often. You deserve it."

A yawn overtakes him and he sighs, setting his cup of tea on the table. Something seemed to want to stay awake and talk to Beth more, but his body just wouldn't cooperate any longer. Slowly leaning over in the couch, he lies on his side and pulls the blanket up, looking for a moment back at Beth. He didn't know how long she would stay, but he really was thankful she had been here thus far. "I think I'm falling asleep again," he mumbles as his eyes fall shut. "I'll see you in the... um... my dreams."

Feel good emotions

Karla lets out another sigh. She hated how this whole thing made her feel, let alone how obvious it made Kip feel as well. She just wanted things to be ok.

"I won't enjoy my day as long as I am not with you. You make my days good and make me happy Kip."

Sitting up on the bed and rubbing a hand over her face Karla didn't know what to do. Kip wanted to be left alone was it best if she did that? Karl didn't know what to do in this situation.

"I guess if you want to be left alone though who am I to try and force my company. I'll be back in a little while. You need anything...just yell."

Leaning down and giving Kip a soft kiss on the cheek Karla turns and heads out of the room and down the steps. Wondering into the kitchen she just wanted to let Gram know she was leaving for a little bit. Entering and seeing Eric too she gives a smile and nods.

"Good Morning! Something sure smells good. Did you out due yourself again?"

Leaning her head into Justin's touch Beth couldn't deny how nice his skin felt on her own. It was all so different but all so nice. Opening her eyes and looking at him again Beth could feel her own heart pick up and start to thump even harder in her chest. She felt as though Justin himself might even hear it.

Having a million and one thoughts go through her mind as the gap closes and Justin's lips brush her own Beth's eyes fall shut again. Guys had tryed to kiss her before but she'd always pushed them away, with Justin though it was different and it felt nice.

Drawing back again and searching Justin's eyes Beth count help the small amount of guilt she felt. Justin had a girlfriend was it really right she felt this way? It was only a small peck and maybe it was just one out of friendship?

"It's nice to know I was able to help. I feel good knowing that I was here for you."

It had been a long time since Beth felt useful, but now knowing she had helped Justin it seemed to give her a new spark. She was good for something and he'd appreciated her. It was a nice warm thingy feeling she would hold close to her.

Giving a chuckle of her own and leaning into Eli a little Scarlet can't help the smile that spread across her face. Knowing Eli was going to stay was the best news she got all day. Just having Eli feel that strongly about her made her feel good as well.

"Your what keeps my life int resting Eli. There is never a dull moment with you around and I think I like it that way too."

Doing great

Kip sighs and stares over at the wall as he continued to lie on his side. This whole thing was just messed up. Why try and make any sense out of it? It didn't seem worth the bother anymore. And Karla... he knew she was trying her hardest but... he just wasn't feeling it today.

"Go home, Karla," he comments quietly. His tone was one of defeat - giving up on this mess. "I can 'do nothing' on my own, and you should enjoy your day."

He curls in just a little tighter. "I want to be alone."


Justin's hand slides back until his palm rests against Beth's cheek and the corner of his mouth turns up ever so slightly. "You're doing great," he assures, his voice still quiet. "I'd be in trouble if you weren't here right now."

His eyes follow hers, down, then up again, and for a moment, it seemed the silence was going to last an eternity. He gazes into her stare, just remaining in the depths as if lost. His thumb moves a little on her cheek. And slowly, slowly, the few inches that separated them grew shorter and shorter. Justin's eyes continue to survey her face, ensuring that he was not doing something that made her uncomfortable. "If you get sick, blame me," he muses softly.

Tilting his head just slightly, his lips give hers a gentle brush, pressing in lightly as if kissing something precious. Pulling back several inches again, his eyes return to hers. "That's for all you're doing for me. Thank you."


Receiving Scarlet's kiss to the cheek, Eli grins. The mention of dessert makes him laugh. "Mmm... I could go for that too."

Quirking an eyebrow, he tosses her a sly glance, though his smile gives away his true feelings of pleasure. "I'm glad you want me around, you know that?"

Slipping an arm over her shoulders, he gives her a hug and kiss to the top of her head. "I want you around too. Life's too boring going it alone."

Feelings

Not really saying more on Kip not wanting to do anything Karla lets out a small sigh. She new he didn't want to do anything and she also now that was the worst thing but what was she to do? She couldn't force him but she could only hope he'd be ok and able to over come it.

Going to put her arm round Kip again Karla stops at his comment. Normally she might have laughed but today it just didn't seem funny to her.

"I happen to like it when your hyper and as far as normal goes I like you that way too."

Karla's eyes held a sadness as she looked down at Kip. She cared so much it hurt her so bad to see him this way. She almost felt so helpless not knowing what to do for him. She was trying her best but it felt like she kept failing.

"Nothing we shall do than."

Taking a sip of her tea and hearing Justin's words Beth couldn't help but smile. It felt nice hearing someone say that there was more on the inside of her than she showed, or that she was strong. Over most her life she never felt very strong so hearing someone say it really did make her feel good.

Going to say something Beth stops as Justin's fingers run over her skin. His hands were soft, his eyes...she felt like she could fall into them and feel completely comfortable. Feeling some heat creep up the back of her neck Beth could feel her cheeks going red as well.

"Thanks Justin, it means a lot hearing you say that."

Looking down at Justin again and giving a smile Beth's smile softens a little as her eyes search his and her stomach starts to feel the butterfly in her stomach move. It was a strange feeling to have one Beth was not use to and a strange urge seemed to come over her. Glancing down as his lips Beth bits her own a little bit before looking up at Justin again.

"I'm here for you, and I'll do all I can and know how to."

Taking a bit of her sandwich Scarlet just listens to Eli. Giving a little nod she was listing. She didn't want Eli to leave for FL, though she would try and still make it work with him it would be hard knowing he would be gone for a whole years and it did make her sad.

About to say something Scarlet is stopped once again as Eli continues. Hearing his words she could feel her own heart pick up and pound in her chest with an indescribable feeling. He was going to stay...for love. Letting her grin grow even bigger Scarlet leans over to Eli and plants a kiss on his cheek.

"I love you Eli and am sure Ryan will be too. Now thats something worth having dessert over."

My turn

Kip remains quiet and still, his mind mulling over a thousand things, while his voice expressed none. Not even Karla's suggestion for later brought any spark to his eyes. Rolling over onto his side again with his back to her, it hurt a bit, but he didn't let on that it did.

"I don't feel like doing anything," he finally responds. He didn't want to stay in bed all day, but he didn't want to get up either. What he really needed was a good hot shower - he needed one badly, not to mention, he was starting to need to shave as well. He wanted to clean up in the hopes that it would make him feel better... but he didn't want to either. It felt like all the life had been sucked out of him.

A wry laugh - or something close to a laugh - emerges. "I guess y'all would be glad I'm not bouncing off the walls." It was probably good he couldn't see Karla's face as he spoke. Otherwise he might not have dared say what he was, especially with the amount of sarcasm he used. "A lack of hyperactivity might give someone a heart attack. But I suppose I'd finally be 'normal.'"


Reese nods slowly. He had no idea if Scott would want Hope to visit him or not. Despite almost losing her and despite the young man's love, Reese knew that Scott had just as strong feelings about not wanting Hope to see him in such a weakened and vulnerable state. Wrong or right, Reese could understand how he felt, but at this point, he wished Scott would give in for the sake of Hope. She was in need too.

"I..." He stops and smiles, rerouting his speech. "I know he'll be so relieved that you're doing well - we all are. We're going to-"

His ringing cell phone cuts him off and he's tempted to ignore it, but the ringtone was the office and he knew he should answer it. "One sec," he apologizes.

Retrieving his phone from his pocket, he answers. "Yes? Hmm, really? Did he say what he needed? Okay. No, I'll be in shortly and I'll call him back. Yes, thank you. See you in a bit."

Hanging up, he sighs. "Apparently Mick Henson has been trying to get a hold of me. I hope that doesn't mean anything is wrong at the ranch." Thinking for a moment, he finally rises to his feet, taking Hope's hand one last time. "It's been good to see you, Hope. I'm sure a few others will be up to see you today if you feel up to it."


Leaning back against the tree, Eli takes a bite of his sandwich, letting the silence drag out before he answers. "Well... I was talking to Tal about it earlier, and you know how important it is to me to get out of debt and all that." He shrugs. "And I figured if I just limit things to a year, then it would be safer - you know, not commit to any longer than that so I'd be free after a while and hopefully have everything paid off with a little extra to spare."

He chews thoughtfully, keeping his eyes on the nearby park fountain. "So, it seemed the logical answer to take the offer." He pauses again and reaches for his drink to take a sip through the straw before he resumes his stare at the fountain. "But then this silly little thing called love trumped all that and my heart said that I could go if I wanted to, but it was staying here. So I figured I better stick around, so I wouldn't wind up heartless in Florida. I'm... calling Nick tonight to turn him down."


Justin listens quietly until he lifts his head, turning to face Beth with his eyes only inches from hers. Though his gaze reflects the feverish state he was still in, there was also the look of sincere contemplation. "You don't need me," he replies softly. "You are so much stronger than you think. Every time I see you... and I look at your eyes..." His hand reaches up and he uses a finger to lightly trace around the outside of her eye and side of her face. "...I see so much more than I did the last time I looked at them."

For a few moments, his chills and upset stomach are forgotten. His voice is still but a whisper. "I think it's my turn to need you."