Don't understand

Managing to sit up a bit more, Jason tries to get his brain to function again. There was a strange, almost lethargic feeling though that seemed to make him purely exhausted. It was as if all of his energy had been completely sapped, and he could feel the same lingering affects like he'd felt the last time he'd had a bad episode over at the safe house. It was a feeling that created helplessness. It was a feeling that scared him.

Right or wrong, good idea or bad, regardless, Jason closes off that corner of his emotions, not allowing Katie to fully read or feel him. He didn't want her to worry any more than she already was.

Thanks, Hero... I love you too. Don't know what I'd do without you.

Rick stands back and sighs a little, shaking his head. Even if he wanted to, there was nothing more he could do for them. He purses his lips before speaking his mind. "Jason... why don't you go home with Katie?" He hadn't known Jeff was coming and even now had no idea why he was here, but he knew the family well enough to assume that Jeff would be staying with Katie. "That way, you two can stay together and recoup, and Jeff can be there in case anything else happens."

Jason thinks about it and shrugs. "I guess... Trooper will-"

"Stop by there on your way and I can have Wyatt go over again tonight."

"But-"

"Please..." Rick nods and looks to Katie. "I think it would be best if you were near him."

Jeff's arm slips around Katie's shoulders to give her an encouraging little squeeze. "I can drive," he offers...


Thirteen's enthusiastic hug again takes Trent by surprise, but this time he's a little quicker to recover and return an awkward hug. A small smile creases his lips though... perhaps he was finally finding the lost pleasure of making his daughter happy.

Ryder watches the scene, his own thoughtful smile on his face. A part of him was almost sad - there was another man coming into Thirteen's life, and one that would require some of her attention and time. He was in no way worried about losing her, but there was still a bit of melancholy there.

When she shows him the picture, his smile widens and he nods. "I see that. She looks like a right pretty horse too. Fitting, I'd say." He winks at her. "What say we get some lunch together, ay? I bet your dad is hungry from his trip."

"I..." Trent was about to decline, but remembering how Thirteen had seemed thrilled with the idea of feeding him, he changes his mind and smiles instead. "That would be great."

Ryder is just getting up when the front door opens, startling him. Seeing Katie and Jason, then Jeff, his surprise turns to confusion. "Well hello." He cocks his head at Katie. "Home early?"

Jason gives him a wry grin, though he's still pale and moving slowly. "Bad day."

Trent looks at the new arrivals, feeling even more awkward now, though he does manage to smile at Katie and give a little wave.

Jeff closes the door behind them, having driven as he'd offered and after stopping by Jason's to grab a few of his things for the night and taking care of Trooper, they'd come home. He sets Katie's keys aside and glances around, his eyes finally landing on Thirteen. Giving her a grin, he waves. "Hey, stranger."


Ariel cocks her head a bit to the side as she eats and listens to Trey, not breaking her gaze from him. She doesn't bat an eye as he tells her more about his family, or even when he explained about TJY.

Chewing slowly, she thinks a moment then shrugs, finally glancing at her plate to spear another piece of chicken before looking back up at him. "Well, you must not be too much of a prisoner or you wouldn't be here with me now. Though it does explain why Pete's been driving you around." She grins. "He's a good guy."

Studying Trey's eyes, she looks deeply into one, then the other as if trying to find something. "Must've been rough," she concludes. "Caught in that position in Mexico, I mean. I hope it all gets straightened out."

She takes a sip of her drink and glances around the park for a moment, taking a breath of the fresh air. "You landed in a good spot though and at least you're safe."


Susanne looks at the clock and stifles a yawn. She was beat. It was almost eight o'clock and she still had way too much to do, but if she didn't quit now, she'd be here all night. Even Reese had already left for the day. Though he'd planned on going to see Hope before actually going home.

Tying up just a few more loose ends, Susanne dons her jacket and grabs her purse, finally leaving the office. Her stomach growls and she remembers the sandwich that she'd never gotten to. She'd find something else to eat for supper and then maybe watch some television before bed. It seemed rather boring, especially after such an enchanted evening the day before, but it was the norm.

Up the elevator and outside, she fishes for her keys and starts across the parking lot in the dim light. It was almost dark, just a bit of a glow remaining in the sky.

Nearing the row of parking spaces, Susanne suddenly stops short, her eyes widening. Chuck? On his bike? What on earth was he doing here at this hour? Surely he'd left when...

Her heart picks up and though she was sure there was a logical explanation, she couldn't help the excited little feeling that started in the pit of her stomach. Were those butterflies she felt? How silly.

"Chuck, what..." She approaches him almost cautiously, her eyes still wide, keys still in hand. "What are you doing here?" She shakes her head in confusion. "I couldn't... lunch wasn't..." She stops again and blinks. "Your note... my answer... but you stayed? I don't understand why."


Justin knocks on Beth's door and waits, his two dogs by his side as he stands on the front step. He was right on time, this time, without having gotten lost, and he'd opted to bring Danitza and Zora with him. Rebecca had seemed a little disappointed that they weren't going to be going out tonight, but she'd understood why Justin would be coming here instead - at least she'd implied she did.

When Beth answers the door, Justin gives her his typical warm smile and holds up a plastic shopping bag. "I didn't know what movie to bring... so you'll have to pick from what I brought." He tosses her a wink. "How are ya doing tonight?"


Faith's hand on his makes Sparky smile and he moves his thumb to curl around hers. "Yeah... yeah, I'll be okay. It's more Mick I'm worried about. All I gotta do is sit back and watch, unfortunately." He shrugs before he takes another spoonful of soup then smiles again.

"My biggest concern right now is getting warmed up and getting some rest."

One of his eyebrows quirks a little, almost teasingly. "I hear the couch in the other room there is awfully comfortable for watching late night television."


"Thank you..." Mick's voice was quiet and he turns to kiss the top of Rosetta's head as she nuzzles into him. He didn't know what he'd do without her by his side.

Once he's finished eating, he goes to clean up then check in on BJ, just watching him sleep for a few minutes and making sure his blanket was pulled up to his chin. Later on as he lies in the dark, his body is exhausted but his mind still so full. Wrapping his arms around Rosetta a little tighter and sinking his head into his pillow, he tries to sleep, but it's not easy. Tomorrow he would have to make some decisions... make some plans...

Perhaps also, he did not want to dream tonight, for fear of the past infiltrating his mind as it had been all evening. His eyes remain wide open, defying exhaustion.


Karla's reaction makes Kip's smile widen, his eyes brightening just a little bit more. "I... thanks... I guess... it's-" His words are cut off as Karla pulls him into a kiss. His hand moves to her arm as he tilts his head to return the kiss, though as they retreat a few moments later, his face is beet red.

The others in the room all try to hide their smiles, Twila biting her lower lip and Eric's expression the most annoyed but more amused than not.

Kyle clears his throat loudly, forcing his eyes back to his music. "So um... now that we've accomplished that song... let's move on..."

Theo is still busy staring at Kip and Karla wit ha silly grin on his face. "I don't know, but I think we might have lost those two."

Onward

You'll be ok J, I'm here with you, I'm always here with you and we will work through this all together.

Katie does her best to give a smile to Jason so at least he new she would be ok, and was ok. Closing her own eyes again as Jason sits up and Rick checks him over Katie just stays relaxed letting her own body rest and and energy come back to her.

Finally opening her eyes again and sitting up a little bit Katie looks to Rick as he turns to her. Giving a little nod to Rick she lets him check her over knowing this was just the normal motions for them.

"I'm holding. A little more tired than normal but nothing I can't handle."

She tried to give a reassuring smile to Rick and than to her dad who was not standing behind her but behind her eyes did lay some worry. Not for herself though but for Jason. She hoped he would be ok, and all the feelings he was feeling about his new found brother....his...twin.

I love you Jason with everything I am!

Pulling into the parking lot Chuck parked his bike. Taking off his helmet and sitting back a little now it was just time to wait. He'd hopped the flowers had gotten to Susanne this morning ok, and she liked them. He always had a hard time with flowers and picking them out but he thought this time he had done good.

Time slowly went by and Chuck continued to wait. Glancing down at his watch and seeing it was fifteen minutes after the time he had told Susanne to meet him outside his gives a small sigh. He's said if she didn't show that would be his answer, and it was she didn't want to have lunch. But maybe she was busy this time and really couldn't come. Maybe for dinner she would? But what time did she get out of work?

Pulling out his cell phone and hitting the speed dial for Anastasia's cell phone he waits for the familure voice to answer the other end.

"Hey Ana! I got a little held up and I'm not sure what time I will be back. I know you have something going on with that guy friend of yours tonight so go ahead and close the shop early. I'll make up the hours tomorrow ok."

Hanging up the phone after getting the ok from Ana Chuck smiles. He was so lucky to have Ana, she was so good to him and always understood. Sitting back on the bike a little more and getting comfortable Chuck was ready for the long wait not sure when Susanne would be out.

Watching as Justin turns to leave again Dalton lets out a low sigh as he sits down again looking at his computer screen. Knowing his friend was very upset with him hurt, and his brain just wouldn't focus on work again. He wanted to call and try to explain to Scott why he did what he did but Dalton know it wouldn't come to a happy end. So for now he's just let Scott cool down and be there when he needed him.

Leaning forward and taking another bit of his food Trey looks across the table at Ariel. He wondered if she new about him what would she really do? Maybe he could tell some of it but not the whole thing right?

"Back in Mexico my family is one of the leaders to the biggest drug ring there is. Import, export, buy, sell, but about anything you name they can do."

Taking a sip of his pop he continues to look across the table at Ariel studying her eyes. His own gaze was pearcing as he continued to go forward with his explanation.

"I guess my family upset the wrong people, or someone was just trying to get to them so the best way to do that it hit where it hurts the most another member of the family. There was a hit put out over my head. I was almost murdered three times. So my parents to keep me safe called my Aunt and shipped me here."

Looking down at his meal finally he moves some of the food around in the sauce before popping it in his mouth to eat. How did he feel saying the next part aloud...wrong? Defeated? Was he more worried what Ariel would think or what she would say?

"Anyways I am a prisoner of TJY until they think I am read to be on my own, and am on there side. As for going home, I don't know when the hits will be called off, so home is very far away right now."

Taking the picture from Trent Thirteen looks at it for a long moment. Listing to her father at the same time. Hearing him ask if she wanted the horse it was hers Thirteen's head snaps up as she looks at him searching his eyes. She could feel something hot welling up behind her own.

Looking down again at the picture and running her finger over the image of the horse she couldn't help but smile a little through the tears. She'd never been given a gift like this before. It was all hard to comprehend. She was being given a pet, something that was hers.

"She's so pretty. I'd like....I...I'd like to try riding her some time."

Giving a smile and glancing up at Trent again Thirteen leans over and wraps her arms around Trent in a big hug just letting it linger for a long moment. Finally letting go she turns to Ryder and holds out the picture to him.

"Look, I have my very own horse."

Giving a thoughtful nod as Sparky talked Faith did the best she could to understand. She didn't know everything about the family yet but she did pretty good at putting a lot of things together and just listing helped a lot.

"I guess that happens a lot with some of us. Kicking ourself from the past we lose sight of whats to come and the new opportunity that show themselves. But having family and love ones to continue to help us along the path is something good."

Reaching across the table Faith lays her hand on Sparky's for a moment her eyes giving a little sparkle. She'd almost lost sigh of what was to come until she met Sparky. He'd helped her see that there was a bright big world out there still, and that no matter what she was going through there were still people there.

"Are you going to be ok?"

Giving a nod to Mick she understood he would want to call Reese and she would not try to stop him. This was his son they were talking about and she couldn't stop that.

"I'll be behind you Mick. Anything you need just ask. I love you."

Tightening her hand around him just a little again in a hug Rosetta leans her head on his shoulder for a moment. She'd always stand beside him no matter what, even if it was just to offer a shoulder to him.

Going through the band practice Karla kept her fingers crossed everything would go well. She liked seeing Kip play and she couldn't imagine how it would be without the band. As the music starts and Kip slips up Karla can't help but feel her heart break a little. Not for herself but for him as she could see the look in his eyes.

About to stand and go to him she stops as Kyle beats her to it. Watching him and seeing him take the music away Karla cocks her head just waiting. Letting the song play once again and hearing the note Kip played it was like a soft whisper on the wind and it sounded amazing.

A warm bubbling feeling formed in her stomach he was doing amazing and she could see the smile of his face and the light in his eyes. Looking around at everyone else she could see the looks they had too and it made her feel so good for Kip.

"You did it Kip!!!"

Not being able to help the emotions that seemed to over flow anymore Karla went to him when the song was over and threw her arms around him pulling him into a hug. Just letting it linger for the longest moment she just soaked it up.

Finally pulling away a little bit Karla looks Kip in the eyes she smile so big her own joy for him reflecting back in the twinkle of her eye, a whisper on her lips.

"You did it Kip, I'm so proud of you."

Bringing her lips to his Karla press them fermaly to his own just letting her emotions show through at how happy she really was. Everyone around them seeming to fade, and not even really knowing how long she stayed lip locked with Kip.

The good guy

Jason's eyes remain closed as he tries to recover, though he knows it will take longer than just a few minutes. He'd experienced much worse, but every time, it just made him a little more tired. He wasn't sure if Katie's question was referring to his mental state or his physical state, but for either one, his answer was the same.

"I will be." He swallows hard as his hand drifts down to brush her cheek then rest on the bed, too tired to move.
I have to be. This is all unreal and I don't know how to feel... but I have to be okay.

"Jason..." Rick gently prompts him. "Can you sit up a little for me? I want you to drink this."

Jason manages to pry open his eyes and he does his best to pull himself up nearer the pillows and prop himself up on an elbow. Seeing a small paper cup held out to him, he accepts it and realizes it's orange juice. Downing it easily, he hands the cup back and lets his head fall into the pillow, trying not to convey any more of his own exhaustion to Katie.

Rick checks his vitals again, making sure the episode was over. "How do you feel?"

"Terrible," Jason mutters. "It's bad enough when I get a build up of negative emotions... now I can't even handle surprises. I really am a walking time bomb."

Rick gives his arm a reassuring pat. "Don't you worry."

"Oh, not worried," Jason retorts. "But now what? Nobody can tell me anything anymore that might upset me because I'll have an episode?"

It was a legitimate question, and unfortunately, Rick didn't have an answer. So instead of trying, he simply moves on to Katie. "How you holding up, Hero?" He checks her eyes and her pulse, making sure that she is doing okay.

Jeff is right there and combs his fingers through her hair in an attempt to soothe her. Though he didn't say so, the look in his eye proved that he was very much bothered by all of this. He knew that Katie and Jason had their tough times but it didn't make it any easier, seeing his daughter like this now. He cared about Jason too, and seeing that torture was just... hard. His eyes drift up to Misty in a look that perhaps asked, Isn't there anything you and Rick can do?

Jason's fingers give Katie's a little squeeze and he squints at her, trying to bring things back into focus. At least this hadn't lasted very long. But that was only because she'd been close by and because he'd received a bit of the antidote. He couldn't help the new frustration that was added to the emotional mix, but his thumb runs in Katie's palm, letting her know that he wasn't angry, let alone with her. At least now his emotions were at a tolerable level, skimmed off by the short eruption. The same feelings remained, just not as severely. Now, he was just worn out.


"I need you to get a hold of Brown for those reports, fax these over to the courthouse and get Gunner back here." Reese slaps a new stack of papers down on Susanne's desk.

She looks up at him bleakly, realizing all the new work he'd just given her. "Gunner was here, he-"

"Well he's not now," Reese retorts. "And I want you to call Wyatt in early and call Pete back too. This place is falling apart and everyone thinks they can just take their sweet time on breaks. It's going to stop." Spinning on his heel, he stalks back to his own office.

Susanne blinks and looks down at the stack of new work. She really didn't know all that was going on. She'd seen Jason taken to the infirmary then Katie come in not looking well, but Susanne knew nothing about what had happened. Apparently whatever it was, was enough to get Reese quite uptight, and that was never good - especially now. They really were low on manpower. They'd been losing agents every month for almost a year now - some had quit, some had been required in Arizona, and some were on indefinite medical leave. TJY was shrinking and there seemed to be nothing anybody could do. Half the cubicles on the main floor were now empty. The numbers Susanne saw reminded her of when she'd started here - the agents were few but fierce. Now, however, they had much more responsibility, so without larger numbers, their tasks were growing harder. And being watched by a board now, they needed to do a good job, lest they lose support and ultimately die.

Shaking her head, her eyes then drift to the clock. She'd just been ready to go outside and wait for Chuck. He would be here any minute. She glances back to her work, disappointment forming in her heart. Standing, she goes for the flowers that had made their home atop one of her filing cabinets. Breathing deeply the sweet scent again, she closes her eyes and remembers the evening before. A small smile forms on her lips. Maybe it was better to just save the memory, as lovely as it was, and not ruin it by prolonging the goodbye that was sure to come.

Opening her eyes, she sees the little paper with Chuck's number sticking out from the bottom of the vase. It was too late to call him now - he was surely on his way, if not here already. And when he arrived without her to meet him, he would leave and she would not see him again.

It was a strange sort of pain that seemed to form in her heart - one that was a longing clashing with logic. Pretending had been fun and Chuck had made her feel better than any man ever had. But who was she kidding? Better to end on a good note. Her heavy workload simply sealed the reasoning that she should not go.

Moving to her desk, Susanne picks up a stack of papers and moves to the fax machine. Her stomach growls and she thinks on the sandwich that was waiting in the breakroom refrigerator. She'd have to go eat it sometime, but right now, Reese was on the warpath and she wasn't going to be caught on break before she'd completed these new tasks.


Justin is turned to leave, but having Dalton speak, he turns back around again, surprised to see the big man rise. A little leery, he isn't so sure he likes this, but he stands still anyway, watchful and looking up at Dalton's eyes, trying to read his intentions. He didn't seem so threatening at the moment... a little softer... perhaps?

Even so, the outstretched hand is another surprise and Justin stares at it for a moment before looking back up at him. Not wanting to pass up the opportunity to maybe finally get past the strange rift, he accepts the gesture and clasps his hand in Dalton's.

"You're welcome. I just wish I could have done more."

Retreating, he nods. "If you ever need anything, or hear that Scott does... I'm in the phone book." Searching Dalton's eyes for several more moments, Justin finally turns back around again to leave.


Ariel grins coyly as she takes a bite of her food and listens to Trey. "Staying at TJY... you have a hit out on you... I really am growing curious as to just who I'm going out with."

She cocks her head and studies him. "What's your story, Trey?" She gestures to her food. "I can't run away at least until I'm finished eating," she teases.


Thirteen's enthusiasm and her bouncing between seemingly random thoughts, at first makes Trent a little more uneasy, but then all he can do is smile then chuckle. Finally leaning back in the couch and relaxing a bit he shakes his head. "There's never anything new going on with me," he muses wryly. "It used to be every day was something new - a grand adventure. Now..." He grins. "I guess I'm just getting old."

Seeming to remember something, he straightens. "Oh, I forgot..." Reaching in his jacket pocket, he pulls out a picture that's just a little tattered around the edges. "Here." He hands it to Thirteen, showing her a small brown and white pinto mare, saddled with him standing next to her. "This is Rosebud - on account of one of her spots looks like a rosebud. Anyhow, I broke her in myself and she's as gentle as a kitten. Next time you come visit... well... if you want to try riding, she's..." He shrugs, a little awkward again. "...well, she's yours if you want her."


Jade giggles and snuggles into Dan, sighing deeply with content. "Mmmm... you're a smooth talker, you know that?"

She grins and lets her head nuzzle into his chest as she turns to see the television again. "It's just some cheesy B movie I found." She laughs. "I haven't even figured out the plot. I think that guy there is a bad guy and then that other one there is the hero and most likely will end up with the girl."

Her arm slides around him to give him a little squeeze. "Kind of like you." She giggles again. "The good guy not the bad guy."


Sparky nods thoughtfully as he takes another spoonful of soup. "Yeah... yeah, I think it's going to be okay. Just..." He thinks for a moment, not wanting to talk about things he shouldn't, but already including Faith in on family matters. "Mick takes the world on his shoulders sometimes I guess. He's always been the leader and always feels responsible for everything, even when he shouldn't."

He pauses, taking a sip of hot chocolate and finally starting to get warm. "I guess some things that happened with Dylan a while back, Mick found out it wasn't Dylan's fault so now he blames himself for not being there or being able to prevent some stuff that happened." He purses his lips, a bit of sorrow flashing in his eyes. "That kid grew up way too fast, Faith. He went through awful, awful things and he's faced it like a man all this time, just forcing himself to move on. He's more like his dad than he thinks."

Sparky turns back to his soup, though it's obvious that much is going through his mind. "I know it'll all work out, but right now I think Mick is just kicking himself for the past."


Though not responding right away, Mick really was listening to Rosetta's words. She wasn't telling him anything he didn't already know, but sometimes it just helped to hear it again. And listening to Rosetta, her worlds always seemed to penetrate a little deeper than anyone else's.

As her arm slips around him, he finally turns to look at her, just gazing into the eyes that had always captured him. His stare was deep, filled with turmoil, yet strength that had always been there, and beyond a doubt, there was love there as well.

Turning a little, he reaches out and tugs Rosetta over to him until she's sitting sideways on his lap and he can wrap his arms around her, burying his face in her shoulder. It wasn't often he sought out comfort, but when he did, he knew right where to go.

"I know I'm not alone," he responds quietly. "Thank you."

Just sitting quietly for a few moments, he eventually raises his head and gives her another kiss on the lips. "I love you so much... you never do give up on me, do you?"

He reaches around her to take a sip of coffee then a bite of food, content with keeping her right there on his lap. "Tomorrow I'm going to call Reese... I think it was the Agency with Dylan and I can't just walk away from it."


Once the ball got rolling again, the band would be able to find a permanent place to practice, but until then, Mike had generously offered his basement where JetStream usually practiced as well. While he was at work, it provided the perfect time so it was mid-morning when Kyle and the others gathered. Almost everyone was there and going over their songs, chatting, drinking some coffee and warming up. It was important that they practice the songs that they knew they would perform in concert so that they would know them backward and forward without any glitches.

A mixture of conversation, music and laughter filled the basement. To anyone else, it would seem a wall of sound, but to them, not only was it normal, it was fun.

Kip parks outside along with the other vehicles and sighs deeply. He knew that everyone else was here, including Karla. Though not riding with her, he'd promised he would come. After a good breakfast from Gram, he attempted not to overload on sugar and caffeine, though he did have a slight headache at the moment. He felt a bit of energy trying to seep out, but his uneasiness about practice seemed to override it, making him a bit more calm than normal. It was probably best though - the others would probably appreciate him sitting still for once. Finally getting out of the car, he wanders inside and downstairs, pocketing his keys.

"Heeey, look who's here!" Kyle grins from behind the keyboard. "Kip! How ya feeling?"

Kip's eyebrows rise. How was he feeling? Oh yeah, he was supposed to have been sick. "Oh, um... better." He forces a smile.

"Still look a might pale," Twila teases, coming over to ruffle his hair. "We'll get the blood pumping again though, won't we?"

Kip gives a half-hearted laugh. "Yeah." His eyes wander around until he finds Karla where he ambles over to lean in and give her a light kiss on the cheek. "Good morning."

Theo bites his lip to keep himself from a cheesy grin. "Okay so now that we're all here, are we gonna get this show on the road or what?"

"Not until the albums are done," Russ quips.

"Ha...ha... very funny."

Kyle snickers and plays a few notes. "Alright, how about we start with Compromise?"

"Where's my music?" Erik scrounges around to find it, triumphant in the end. "Aha - thought you'd sneak away, did you?"

Twila leans over closer to Theo. "Do you remember him always talking to his music like that, or is that something new?"

Erik's head rises. "I heard that."

"Heard what?"

"You talking."

"Ahh... now you're hearing voices now, too."

Kip rolls his eyes but can't help his grin and he throws Karla another little look before wandering over to the stand where his bass was. Piece of cake, right? Practice would go well, he'd forget all about what he'd heard the others saying the other day and... who was he kidding? But he'd promised he'd try.

Practice starts up like usual with a few rough spots until they all got going. It was different than practicing with all the high-end equipment at the sound studio, but they were satisfied and did their best with what they had, anticipating something better later on.

About fifteen minutes into practice though, it's obvious that only one band member is struggling. Kip has wound up leaning back against the wall, trying so hard to follow the music on the stand in front of him, but it seemed every time they had to stop or start over, it was his fault. He missed a line, he skipped ahead, he didn't pause when he was supposed to, or he came in too early. Barely into their practice time at all and the frustration was already evident on his face. What he used to be able to ignore and let roll off his back now bothered him to no end. He knew now that he was holding up the others and just couldn't bring himself to laugh about his mistakes like he had before.

Eventually, Kyle is forced to halt the song. "Hold it, hold it..." He keeps himself from sighing. "Maybe we should try another song this morning." A wry grin surfaces. "Maybe it's too early to 'compromise.'"

Twila groans at the bad joke. "Very funny."

Kip could feel the heat on the back of his neck and his eyes find Karla. He knew it was his fault. He wasn't bouncing off the walls, and that helped, but he just wasn't with it. "Maybe you guys should just practice without me," he suggests, shifting his eyes back to the others.

Erik quirks an eyebrow. "That would seem just a tad counter-productive, wouldn't it?"

"Unless I'm the problem." Kip's serious tone causes silence in the basement. He swallows hard, regretting having said something, but it was too late now. "I take that back. I know I'm the problem."

Kyle sighs. "No you're not, Kip. Come on."

"Really? That's not what you thought the other day."

Kyle's heart sinks. Kip knew. That much was obvious, and it was also not good. Silence reigns again without anyone knowing what to say. If Kip had heard them, then they couldn't deny it or get around it. Kyle rests his hands on the keyboard, finding Alice as if asking for her encouragement before he spoke again. "You haven't been sick, have you?"

Kip looks down, gritting his teeth. He shakes his head. "I guess not."

Russ and Theo exchange looks as do Twila and Erik. Kyle glances over to Karla too, guessing that she knew Kip had heard the recent conversation. "I'm sorry, Kip."

Kip's eyes slowly rise, his stomach turning to knots. He was so sure Kyle was going to say he was right and that maybe he should focus on something other than the band.

Kyle moves around his keyboard to approach Kip. Taking the music stand, he moves it back into the corner so Kip had none to use anymore. "I'm sorry," he repeats, "that I didn't pay enough attention from the beginning."

Kip searches his eyes, confused. Pay enough attention to what? To the fact that he couldn't do this? That he wasn't good enough? His shoulders sink a little more and he moves to take the bass strap from his shoulder. Kyle reaches out and grabs his wrist to stop him. "I didn't pay enough attention to realize that you don't need what the rest of us do."

Now Kip was really confused. His eyes find Karla once again, trying to gain some kind of understanding before he's forced to look back at Kyle. "I... I don't understand. I know that I'm failing the rest of you, and I'll just-"

"Stop." Kyle lets him go to hold up his hand. "Now we're going to do this song again. And you're going to play with us."

"Kyle... you took my music away."

"I did."

"I can't do it with the chords right in front of my face, how am I supposed to-"

"Just do it, Kip."

The others exchange glances, confused as to what on earth Kyle was doing.

Kip shakes his head. "I don't understand what you want."

"It's all in here." Kyle taps Kip on the forehead, searching his younger friend's eyes. He was running on pure faith and could only pray he wasn't wrong.

Kip watches Kyle go back to the keyboard then throws a bewildered look at Karla. This was crazy. As the others start to play again though, he stares down at his bass. Closing his eyes, he moves his fingers to the strings and slowly begins to play, hesitantly at first but it gradually smooths out. He could hear it in his head... he knew this song... he knew his part.

Halfway through the song as the music plays and Kyle sings, Twila is the first to glance over to Kip. He wasn't playing what he was supposed to - it was better. He was playing by ear and doing a better job than reading the music that had been written. The notes he played weren't what they'd practiced, but they fit and sounded beautiful.

As the last few notes die away, Kip looks around at the others uneasily, biting his lower lip. Why were they all looking at him in... surprise or... was it that they were pleased, or... something?

Erik shakes his head. "Kip... why didn't you tell us, buddy?"

"Tell... tell you what?"

"That you could play by ear? Dude, that was fantastic."

"I..." Kip shrugs lamely. "Didn't... know?"

Kyle grins. "You've been working so hard at playing it "right" that you forgot how to play from here." He taps over his heart. "If anyone here has talent, Kip, it's you. We don't want to get rid of you, we don't want to tell you to quit and we don't want to leave anybody behind. You're a vital part of this band and all I want from you is your best and nothing more."

Kip can feel an odd mix of emotions bubbling up from below and his fingers fidget with his bass. He swallows hard, not really knowing why his eyes were suddenly stinging.

Twila smiles and looks to Karla, gesturing with her head to have her go to him. "Looks like you're stuck with us, Kip. Now all we have to do is get you to quit bouncing off the walls."

The others laugh and Kip manages a little smile of his own. "Yeah well..." He glances to Karla. "I guess I'm getting some help with that, too."

Thanks for Trying

Not giving much resistance to Rick's prompt to lay down next to Jason she swings her legs up onto the bed and lays her head down on the pillow next to Jason's. Keeping her fingers locked with his she drew his emotions out with what he would give but she new he had to give more.

I know, I love you to Jason. Its just part of the process, its ok.

As Jason lets his emotions go Katie gives a gasp as her grips onto Jason's hand even tighter. It took everything she had not to scream out in pain. It would only make it worse so she did her best to keep the scream in but her whimpers escaped anyways.

Just letting the emotions filter through her mind Katie understood what had happened and everything else around her seemed to fade. Everyone in the room, it was her and Jason, his emotions and his throughs, what he saw, and how he felt it was all given to her so she to now new what was going on.

Letting her own grip go soft a little Katie relaxed a little as the emotions started to slow. Forcing her eyes open she felt so tired, and drained but she forced a smile anyways. Her voice was soft as she leaned her head close to his.

"Don't be sorry. I'm ok, just tired. Are you...going to be ok?"

Hearing Justin's voice Dalton's head shoots up. Feeling a little irritation grow there was something in Justin's eyes that stops Dalton. It was almost a look of defeat, a glint that had gone out. There was a pang in Dalton's heart as the soft spot was being hit.

Just continuing to look at him Dalton listins hearing the words he said. Hearing that Scott didn't want to see Justin anymore and or himself Dalton's shoulders seemed to sink a little bit. He had known about Hope and he had choose not to tell Scott out of her own wish and now...now Scott new and maybe he was worse off.

As Justin continues to talk for once he was actually thankful for his words. He felt in a way defeated that his friend was now pulling away, and he couldn't do anything but blame himself. Seeing Justin start to leave Dalton stands up from his desk and moves around it. Maybe it was at the moment he himself felt weak that his friend was angry at him, or maybe it was the look in Justin's eye that made him see he did care.


"Justin..."

Taking a few steps twords him Dalton lets out a long sigh before holding his hand out quickly in a gesture to shake it.

"..this doesn't mean I like you, but...thanks for trying to help Scott. You've done a lot of good for him."

Giving a laugh at Ariel's mention to being lazy Trey just shakes his head a little bit. He didn't mind driving he just had wondered how close things where together and just trying to get his bearings.

"Driving for the lazy it is than. I think I can handle that."

Once the food was ready Trey grabs what he can along with making sure there was a set of chop stix as well. Following Ariel out of the chines restraint he followed her to her car. it wasn't the best of car but it was wheels non the less and that was more than he could say for himself.

Getting in and keeping the conversation light it didn't take much time to get to the park and Trey was following Ariel once again till coming to a picnic table and getting comfortable. Getting his chop stix out and opening his meal Trey gives a small smile as he hears Ariel's question. Just letting it linger for a long moment as he took a bit of his food he closes his eyes enjoying how good this really had tasted. Done chewing he opens his eyes again and looks across the table at Ariel.

"It's not so bad once I am out and about. Still not sure about how long I'll be here. I guess for a guy how has a hit over his head there is no timing till they are ready to stop. I have a feeling I'll be around for quite a while though. Doesn't seem like its to bad of a town just...a lot slower than what I am use to."

Thinking for a moment it was easy to see Thirteen was thinking about Jeff and trying to remember who he was. A smile spreads across her faces as her memorie takes hold and she gives a small nod agreeing with Ryder as he spoke.

"Oh yes I remember Jeff, Katie's dad. I think Ryder is right and Katie wouldn't mind at all. Having the whole family together would be a nice thing."

Just letting Ryder and Trent go back and forth for a few moments Thirteen didn't mind. Keeping her smile and looking at her dad she couldn't help but just be happy he was here, on his own he had come to see her. Really it did make her feel good.

As the conversation comes back to her Thirteen's smile grows even more hearing her father was interesting in knowing, really knowing how she was.

"I've been doing pretty good. I have a job now part time working at Mom and Pop's. Carson is really nice to work for and it is nice to get out of the house a little."

Taking in a deep breath Thirteen is quiet for a moment thinking about everything else that was pretty new.

"Ryder was teaching me how to drive too. I think I did ok, other than hitting the curb when I tried to park. Oh I got to go to the pet store as well as look at the puppy's they were cute. How about you? How about you? Anything new going on?"

Giving a grin Dan enters into the bunk house even more and closes the door behind him. The smile on his face just seems to grow even more as he sinks down on the bed. Jade made him feel so good, he just loved being close to her for that reason.

"I'll be your pillow all day as long as that meant I could be close to you."

Placing a kiss on the top of her head and scooting down on the bed Dan wraps his arm around Jade and pulls her close to him. Though it might be a long time still till they married, just knowing that ring was on her finger and that one day they would it put butterflys in his stomach. That someone could love him again, it was a great feeling.

"So what movie are we watching? A chick flick?"

Giving a chuckle and following Sparky into the other room Faith couldn't help the smile on her lips. She enjoyed being there for Sparky and doing things for him. After all the help he had given her it was the last she could do.

"Your very welcome my Love. Is everything going to be ok now?"

Faith couldn't help but worry. Rosetta and BJ hadn't come down for dinner, and after hearing Mike road off she couldn't help but worry. Faith had only been here a short while but this place, and these people already it felt like home to her and what happened to them mattered.

Getting the kiss from Mick Rosetta gives a smile and leans into him a little bit resting her head on his chest. She'd missed him all day, and had worried about him as well. It was normal for her to worry when something wasn't right.

"Your in luck I just brewed a fresh pot of coffee so that will keep me up with you a little longer."

Pouring a cup for herself and than one for Mick as well Rosetta brings them over to the table along with a bowl of hot soup and sets them down. Taking her place beside Mick she sits for a moment running her finger of the rim of her glass. Turning her head a little and looking at Mick she just studys him for a long moment.

The look in Mick's eye was one Rosetta had grown to know well. He was tired, and still beating himself up for this whole thing when really he had nothing to do with it. Reaching out Rosetta puts her hand over top of Mick's her warm fingers meeting his. Running the tips of her fingers over his.

"You can't blame yourself Mick. The air is filled with what if, but even if those could be answered and things could be different it doesn't mean that would be. We just have to deal with the now, and let everything else be in God's hands."

Letting her fingers move up his arm Rosetta finally puts her arm over his shoulders. Pulling herself a little closer to him and just letting her own warmth transfer to his cold skin.

"I love you Mick, and we are in this together. Your not alone never forget that...ok?"

Tough stuff

Seeing his daughter in trouble, Jeff is instantly concerned. "Katie... are you okay?" His hand goes to her shoulder instinctively. Feeling panicked, he tries to remain calm, not understanding why his hand starts to shake with nervousness. When Katie mentions Jason though, he suddenly realizes what's happening and he nods. "Don't worry about lunch. Let's go." He'd offer to drive, but she's already pulling out again, so he just keeps a close eye on her, wondering what was really going on. He knew all about Katie and Jason's connection, but there were still so many unanswered questions that it just made him worry all the more. Seeing her suffer... it didn't seem fair. He didn't care about postponing lunch or any silly inconvenience - it was seeing his daughter in pain that was the worst for him.

Her apology after the phone call makes him roll his eyes. "There's nothing to be sorry about. It's not your fault."

Back at TJY, Jeff does his best to help Katie inside and to the infirmary. There was a strange tension in the air... or maybe it was just his own emotions that were being unintentionally toyed with. He couldn't tell. Reaching the infirmary, he stands back just to watch, not wanting to get in the way, and confused about what had happened.

Jason's eyes had fallen shut and he was now shaking, desperately trying to put a lid on all of these rampant emotions. Suddenly realizing Katie was there, his hand reaches for hers and unknowingly puts it in a death grip. A simple touch broke a hole through the wall and like a breath of fresh air, he could feel her... he could hear her.

Katie... I'm trying... trying so hard. It just won't stop.

Rick is right there and coaxes Katie to lie on the bed where she could remain with Jason and not collapse. "Take it easy," he prompts gently. "We weren't sure how he'd take the news of..." He glances back over his shoulder at Jeff. "Would you mind closing the door?"

"Oh... sure." Jeff goes to leave as well, but Rick stops him.

"No, no... you can stay. Please, actually."

Confused but compliant, Jeff shuts the door and comes closer, setting his hand back on Katie's shoulder again and giving it a little squeeze, though he knew it wouldn't help any.

Rick nods and goes on. "We've discovered that Jason has a twin brother. The news was a shock and Jason's emotions took over."

Jason shakes and seems to be completely out of it, but he responds in a strained voice. "Stupid emotions... I ought not... not care."

"You're still human," Rick reminds. Checking Jason's eyes with a pen light, he tries to keep him conscious. "Jase, you have to let go. Katie's here now... you have to do it or we're going to have to severe your connection before you guys get hurt."

Jason grits his teeth. "I don't want to hurt-"

"Do it," Rick orders sternly. He knew that though painful, it was still the best option for everyone in the room.

Eyes still closed as he curls on his side, Jason's grip on Katie's hand doesn't loosen. He knew Rick was right. The only way was for him to let go and let Katie absorb everything so that no one was harmed.
This is gonna hurt. I love you, Katie.

Cringing as the pain rages through him, he finally lets it go, allowing all of the strong emotions to race towards Katie - the only source for relief. All of the pain, anger, hurt, confusion and more swirls around in a venomous whirlpool - his poison, her life. Along with the emotions are the images and sounds from the shock itself - the meeting in Reese's office, who was involved and why it was so upsetting. Jason gave freely, knowing that Katie would now know exactly what was going on and would know that it was Trey.

Jeff is still behind Katie and Rick paces nervously, wishing, as always, that he had a better solution for these two. He glances to Misty and nods to the syringe. "I don't think we'll need the rest of that." The tension in the room was lessening and they could tell that the worst was behind them now.

Though over in a matter of minutes, it felt like hours and Jason's heart races, sweat running down his face. His grip on Katie's hand loosens though, his free hand reaching up to run through her hair. "I'm sorry," he whispers weakly. "You okay?"


Justin heads down the hall at TJY, figuring he probably should have called first but... if he had, he might have lost his nerve. This visit was necessary... it was something he had to do whether he liked it or not.

Reaching Dalton's office, he pauses and takes a deep breath before knocking. Once hearing Dalton's voice, he enters slowly, but only a few feet, not wanting to invade the giant's space. "Dalton." He nods his greeting. "I'm sorry to just drop in like this, but I won't keep you."

Taking a deep breath, he cuts right to the chase. "Look, um... I just wanted to let you know that I'll finally be out of your hair. I have... been asked to no longer be Scott's counselor." His gaze holds frustration, a bit of sorrow, and some disappointment. "After he found out about Hope, he was pretty upset with me for not telling him sooner and... he told me not to come back, so... that's that." He pauses, wanting even less to say the rest, but he knew he needed to. "I'm... also here to let you know that at the moment, Scott is quite upset with you and Sapphire as well, for the same reason."

Searching Dalton's eyes, Justin tries to make it easier, even though he knows well enough that it won't do much good. "He's asked that you don't return. However... I'm confident that he'll come around. He'll need a shoulder when Hope is gone and whether he'd ever admit it or not, you and his sister are the stability he's often relied on." He stops for another moment, not wanting anyone to be upset with Scott. "I take full responsibility for all of this. I'm sure I could have handled things differently so that I would have been the only one he'd blame. So I'm sorry that he's reacted this way to you now too. It should have just been me."

Justin bites the inside of his lower lip, really not knowing what else he could say. "I'm sure you're thrilled that I won't be back around here anymore," he muses wryly. "I guess the last thing I want to say is I would advise waiting a while then maybe calling up to Brookshire to Doctor Hawks. He'll be able to tell you if Scott wants any company at that point."

A final pause gives Justin time to search Dalton's eyes one last time. "If I've offended or wronged you in any way, you have my apologies - I wish I could have done more for both you and Scott. You've been a good friend to him... and I know that you'll continue to be. He's lucky to have someone like you around."


Ariel orders the orange chicken with fried rice, then smiles gratefully when Trey pays for the meal. "You didn't have to, but thank you."

Letting her eyes settle on his as he speaks, she shakes her head. "The park is pretty close - we might be able to walk if we took a couple shortcuts, but carrying all our food would be a hassle." She grins. "Call me lazy."

Their food is ready in only a few minutes, so Ariel leads the way out to her older red car. Driving to the park takes about five minutes with stop lights and traffic, but once they arrive, the park is pretty empty. Parking in the gravel lot, Ariel grins and gets out to come around and help Trey with the food, again taking the lead as she shows him to a picnic table under a nice shady tree. "This looks good."

Getting settled and saying a quick prayer of thanks, she unwraps her plastic fork to begin eating. "So... you've been here a few more days now," she comments. "Still unsure how long you'll stay?"


"Uh..." Trent was just a little overwhelmed, and unsure how to respond to Thirteen's enthusiasm. "I... well, Jeff is with me... you remember him? He came to see Katie so... so that would be two of us."

"We've got room for you both," Ryder offers. "I'm sure Katie wouldn't mind her dad sticking around too." He cocks his head in a silent prompt. Trent had come this far - would he follow through with a genuine effort?

Trent looks down then glances back to Thirteen. As his shoulders slouch a little, he starts to relax and he finally nods. "Okay... it'll save money for a hotel and... I'll get to try some of this cooking of yours."

Ryder grins. "She does a right good job."

"I hear you're doing some cooking yourself."

"Yeah, they're trying to turn me into an Italian cook. Guess it doesn't bother me too much."

"What is it with you Australians anyway? First Carson, then you..."

Ryder smirks. "Just one of those weird coincidences of life. I may not mind cooking and I'll admit I have fun in the kitchen sometimes but I could never take it on full-time. Not like Carson does."

Trent grins a little. "Then I guess it's a good thing you've got Jas... Thirteen around, huh?"

"I suppose it is." Ryder tosses Thirteen a wink and a smile.

A bit of an awkward pause follows, and Trent leans his elbows on his knees, fidgeting his fingers nervously. "So..." He glances to his daughter again. "How have you been?"


Hearing the knock at her door, Jade glances to her clock. She figured everyone had parted for the night after supper was over, so most likely it was only one person. A grin forms.

Sliding off her bed and padding in her bare feet to the door, she opens it and looks up at Dan. His comment makes her giggle and she bites her lip coyly. "She's doing very well - much better now that her husband-to-be came calling."

Opening up the door wider, she ushers him inside before shutting out the chilly night air. Turning around, she stands on her tiptoes to give Dan a lingering kiss on the lips, ending with a bright smile. "I was hoping you would come spend some time with me."

Going back to the bed, she slides on top and pats next to her as the movie she was watching on television still played. "I'll give you another kiss if I can use you as a pillow," she bribes.


Though weary, Faith's greeting brings a smile to Sparky's lips, forming little wrinkles under his eyes. Returning her kiss, his eyes are a little brighter now, seeing that she'd stayed up waiting for him.

"Mmm, that sounds great." He nods in response to the offer of something to eat and drink. He really was quite hungry.

Taking Faith's hands, he wraps her palms in and around his, feeling her warmth against his icy cold skin. "You're nice and warm," he teases. "You might just have to sit on my lap to warm me up."

Heading to the table, within a few minutes, Sparky's finally letting the hot soup slide down his throat. On a night like tonight, it hit the spot. Looking to his side at Faith, he smiles again. "Thank you."


Mick's uneven footsteps are tired as he limps up the porch steps and enters the house, closing the door quietly behind him. He knew BJ was probably in bed by now, and felt badly that he hadn't been there to say goodnight to the boy, but he'd make up for it in the morning. Seeing the light on in the kitchen and smelling the coffee and dinner, Mick knew that Rosetta was still up and gratefulness didn't cover half of what he felt.

Slipping off his boots, he winces as his knee twists and he leans on the wall for support, sighing wearily. Hanging up his jacket and hat, he runs a hand through his matted hair and finally makes it to the kitchen. Standing in the doorway for a moment, he cocks his head and just looks at Rosetta in the warm light, remembering why he came home every night.

Still favoring his sore leg, he bypasses his chair to go to Rosetta first, leaning down to give her lips a tender kiss. "Thanks for waiting up," he mentions quietly. "I could use the company for a while."

Going to his normal seat and easing down a bit gingerly, he rests his elbows on the table and sets his forehead on his folded hands, his head bowed. He was tired, inside and out and though determined to do something about the current situation, a part of him was still broken and blaming himself for it all. He was so hungry and cold, but it was going to take a few minutes to gather his thoughts before he could eat. Maybe he needed comfort and just wasn't sure how to ask.

Whats going on?

Giving another smile and pulling on Jason's own happy feelings she was returning the love to him. She was so thankful he was so understanding, and that they had figured there special ability out. It made her feel good, special that they could share there emotions like no one else.

Thanks J, this means a lot. I'll catch up with you a little later. Need anything just call.

Turning back to her dad and giving a nod Katie was excited she would get to spend some time with her dad for lunch. It would be a great break in the busy day she needed.

"Ok we will see how Trent feels about it later than. I'd love for you guys to stay at the house."

Letting go of Jeff's hand and going around the cubical again she grabs her jacket and keys shutting off her monitor. Her work could wait for a little while and when she got back she could buckle down.

Heading out Katie laughs at the small back and forth with Jeff, Jason and Gunner. Get those three all together and they could be a ball of a time for anyone who new them. Finally trying to pull Jeff away though so the boys could get some work done she laughs and toss a wave over her shoulder heading to the elevator with Jeff.

"Ok Dad, we've got a half hour maybe even a little bit longer to have some catch up. Anything special you want to eat or you want to go? I'll drive where ever."

Sitting down with her dad on the couch and having Ryder join them Thirteen couldn't help but be happy. Hearing that everyone was ok, and so was Trent his awkwardness just seemed to pass her by as she didn't even pay any mind to it.

"I'm happy your here. And a little help would be nice. It might take a little stress off Ryder."

Thirteen looks to him and gives a smile. Though he didn't really say it she could tell he was bent out of shape for not being able to do the things he normally did for her. She didn't mind at all but she new it bothered him.

"Do you any place to stay? I am sure Katie wont mind if you stay here. It would be really nice. Ryder has taught me how to cool, and I work at Mom and Pop's with Carson and he lets me cook sometimes too. So I know how to make a few things."

Thirteen couldn't help but be excited. She wanted to cook for her dad and show him everything she had learned in the last few months. It was exciting to her, and she loved every moment.

Still sitting quietly in one of the chairs Misty gives a small smile to Jason as he enters the office. She didn't want there to be much tension but she new no matter what or how friendly they made this there still would be. It was just something they could not help right now.

Jason was a close friend to her and seeing the look of confusion on his face killed her. She new it would only get harder as they told him what this was about. Misty only hoped since Katie was not here, her close friendship with Jason could come into play if he got upset.

Looking to Reese Misty shakes her head a little. She had no way to help really, Reese words were just as good as hers would be right now as they tried to give the blow to Jason slowly and not full in your face.

Glancing back to Rick again Misty just continues to listen before looking to Jason once more. She was trying to read him, and his emotion levels. It took her a lot more concentration than it would take Katie because of there connection but Misty new she had to.

Seeing Jason start to get upset Misty moves forward in her chair a little. She would be there if her friend needed her but at the moment she didn't need to react, but she readied herself knowing it was coming. Hearing Rick's direction Misty leaves the office and moves quickly to the infirmary not bothering to say anything to anyone along the way going right to the cabinet and getting a needle ready.

As Rick enters and asks for the dose Misty has it in no time. Giving the shot to Jason and than laying her own hand on his arm Misty just wanted him to know she was there. Looking up at Rick she gives a nod. She'd call Katie and let her know what was going on and to come back so she didn't worry to much.

Getting to the restraint her dad had picked out Katie parks the car. Starting to get out she suddenly lets out a cry and she doubles over and her head rest on the steering wheel the pain that surged through was like the one she had felt before. No of Jason being cut off, but of his own emotions going haywire like there was something horribly wrong.

Remembering her dad was in the car Katie did her best to maintain control and not let her own emotion go haywire causing her dad any panic as he was probably doing all ready.

J...whats happening....whats going on? Are...are you ok?

Trying to grasp onto Jason's emotions its like she can't his own were pushing back so strong. Lifting her head and squinting her eyes a little the pain seemed to subside a tiny bit enough for her to drive.

Looking to her dad she could see the bit of worry on his face, her own look was one that apologized.

"Somethings wrong with Jason, I have to go back to work. We can grab lunch once I know everything is ok?"

Starting the car and taking is slow Katie heads back to work. Her phone going off makes her jump and she pulls it out. Seeing it was Misty her heart races knowing now something was wrong. Putting it on speaker phone she talks while she drives.

"Misty whats going on? Something is wrong with Jason!"

"Kate, he's ok he is here at TJY."

"I felt his emotions spike as I doubled over in pain. They are faint now...but I can still feel it."

"We had to give him a little bit of the antidote. He had a shock to his system on something we told him and he didn't take it well."

"What was it?"

"Can you come back to TJY, we can tell you more here."

"I'm already on my way."

"We figured you were but wanted to make sure. See you when you get back here."

Hanging up the phone Katie gives a little gasp as she continues to drive consternating on a few things at once made her head hurt even more. What could they have told Jason to upset him.

"I'm really sorry about this dad."

Finally making it back to TJY and parking the car Katie waits a few moments before getting out of the car. Her head was spinning from emotions, from pain, from trying to drive and trying to keep her emotional response away from her dad so his worry didn't increase.

Getting out finally and slowly making her way downstairs and across the floor Katie heads for the infirmary. Opening the door and entering she says nothing as she goes over to Jason. It felt like she would pass out herself but she had to touch him, know he was ok, she had to be there. Feeling his skin on her hand she leans her head down so her for head was resting on his.

"I'm here J...it's ok...I'm here."

Not moving her words were low but clean as she tried to stay with it. She felt so tired herself and drained but she had to stay away for J...she had to know what was going on.

"Whats going on? What happened?"

Having Ariel link arms with him to Trey by surprise a little bit but he didn't let it show to much. Crooking his arm up and bringing his hand to lay over her hand he gives a grin as they enter the Chinese place. He felt proud of have a pretty girl on his arm and he held his head just a little higher.

"I think that sounds like a good idea. I spend to much time inside as it is, so being out in the nice weather is a better idea than you could imagine."

Looking up at the list of everything that was on there he found something that sounded good and almost like what Margret there cook at home made. He's always loved her food, and the way she cooked. It was never one thing but a mixture of cultures.

"I think I'll have the Broccilie and pepper steak, and can I get lo main instead of rice."

Giving his order and than waiting for Ariel to give her own Trey gets some drinks for them as well before opening his wallet and paying for the meal. He's asked her out to lunch so he was going to pay for it as well. It was only right to do it that way.

"So is the park far from here?"

Not knowing really where anything was from them Trey felt kind of lost as they waited for there food. He had a rough idea on how to get back to TJY but anything more than that and really he just want sure.

Hearing Dylan's reply Dan gives a little laugh and a wave to Dylan as he heads out of the barn again. Some day Dan would get him to trust the horses, and see they would be only as nervous as he was. Giving a shake of his head Dan continues to work.

Finishing up his work and putting all the horses back where they belonged Dan exited the barn and looked around for a moment. Seeing the light on in Jade's bunk Dan new she was still awake. Giving a smile and heading that way it doesn't take long as he knocks on the door and opens it once Jade answers.

"And hows the future Miss. Palmer doing tonight?"

Hearing the knock on the door and letting Sparky in Rosetta couldn't help the slightly worried look on her face. She believed Mick had a good head on his shoulders now and wouldn't do anything stupid but she worried anyways that he would be ok.

"Thank you Sparky, It means a lot that you went out there for me."

Giving a smile to Sparky and a nod of head she was very thankful for him and his willing heart to go when she had asked without any questions.d Sparky had always been loyal and she was so happy for that.

Once he was gone and Rosetta new Mick would be in shortly she goes to the coffee pot and bews a nice hot pot for him along with warming up some dinner and setting it on the table with him. Sitting down Rosetta waits for Mick to come back to the house. She'd go out and meet him but with BJ in the house sleeping she didn't want to go far.

Sitting in the kitchen with two cups of warm coco Faith was reading a book. She new Sparky had been out with Mick. After asking Rosetta if she new where Sparky was she didn't feel worried and he would find his way back.

So she waited with some food in the microwave so when he did come back she could give him something warm to eat. Hearing the door open and looking up a smile forms on Faith's lips. Putting the book down and slowly standing Faith slowly makes her way over to where Sparky was standing. The tiny ring on the finger glittering in the light of the room.

"Well look what the cat dragged in. I though for sure you were lost. I kept some coco and soup warmed up for you."

Leaning up gently Faith leans into Sparky to gives him a light kiss before pulling away her eyes twinkling as she looked into his eyes. Her love reflecting in them showing how much she did care and love him.

Extraordinary Shock

Jason keeps his eyes on Gunner's screen, determined not to give away the fact that he was conversing with Katie. Gunner was quite good, however, at being able to read both Jason and Katie when they were communicating.

Dinner sounds fantastic - go enjoy your dad for lunch.
Jason wraps his statement in the same emotions he would have if he were giving Katie a hug and a kiss - just an invisible touch of love that only they knew about.
I'm swamped here today so we'll hook up somehow when the day is over.


Jeff grins and shrugs, giving Katie's hand a squeeze. "Okay... I don't mind staying at the house if you don't." He quirks an eyebrow. "'Cept you don't know who I'm with. Maybe I brought some crazed neighbor or something."

Still smiling, he chuckles, unable to keep a straight face with her. "Naw, it's just Trent. He came to see Thirteen. If it goes well, I'm sure he'll be glad to stay there too, but I don't want to pressure him if he's uncomfortable. We can tackle that tonight though."

Heading out with Katie a few minutes later, they pass by Gunner's cubicle where Jeff and Jason exchange a quick hello and handshake.

"Take care of her," Jason warns teasingly.

"I could say the same thing to you," Jeff retorts, his eyes twinkling with humor.

"I suppose you do have first rights."

"You better believe it."

Jason grins and tosses Katie a wink. "Go have fun. I'll see you later."

A yank on his sleeve forces him to spin back around to the work at hand and Gunner leans back to give a little wave of his own.

"Tata. Good to see you, Jeff. Katie, get out of here before the boss keeps you here, and before you distract Hotshot any more than you already have."

Jason gives him a thump on the head and smirks, returning to the computer screen.

Jeff laughs and slings an arm around Katie's shoulder. "I think we better leave before I cause any more commotion."


Thirteen's enthusiastic greeting catches Trent off guard just a little and his hug is an awkward one, though he does return the gesture. Being pulled into the house and towards the living room though, he throws a glance over his shoulder to Ryder, his eyes slightly wide as if asking for help.

Ryder just grins though - Trent was on his own for this one. He shakes his head and shuts the door then hobbles into the living room at a slower pace.

Trent sits down on the edge of the couch, seeming for a moment to be not even sure how to answer Thirteen. "Um... fine and... good... I think." A little smile finally breaks through as he feels just a tad silly. He really did feel quite awkward.

"I... just, um... thought I would visit." He nods. "To... see if I could help out since Ryder was laid up and... and to see you."

Ryder eases down in a chair and holds in his smile. It must have taken an awful lot just for Trent to get himself over here and he was glad to see it. Thirteen needed that contact with her father and finally she would be able to gain some of it.


Reese nods, still pondering as he picks up the phone. "Jason..." He shakes his head at the silent response, then remembers the task he'd given Jason while sending Con to be with Destiny today instead. He dials Gunner's desk phone this time. "Gunner, is Hotshot still with you?"

Gunner quirks an eyebrow and looks up at Jason. "Yeah, he's here."

"Good. Jason?"

"Yeah?" Jason responds.

"Would you and Katie come to my office, please?

"I can, but Katie's been at lunch for about half an hour."

"Oh..." Reese looks at Rick and Misty. He really didn't want to wait. He hoped Jason would be fine, but if not, at least Katie wasn't far. "Alright, well then would you please come?"

"Can I finish this up with Gunner first?"

"No, I'd like to talk to you now."

Jason gets an odd feeling at Reese's tone, and knows better than to argue. "Alright. Coming." Leaving Gunner where he's at, Jason heads to Reese's office, surprised to find Rick and Misty there as well. There was a strange tension in the air that he didn't like. Automatically turning off any audio connection so as not to bother Katie, he looks around the office with question. "Was it something I did?"

Reese smiles a little and shakes his head. "No, you're fine. Grab an extra chair."

Taking a third seat, Jason does as he's told, still uneasy about whatever this was. Rick's face gave away nothing, and neither did Misty's, though he gives her an curious look.

"Jason..." Reese looks at the papers on his desk, pausing, then shaking his head. He didn't know how to say it. "Are you aware of your siblings?"

Jason frowns, not understanding. "Well... if you mean Derek's kids, yeah. I got a half brother and sister. Why? What's wrong?"

Reese purses his lips, glancing to Misty as if hoping by some miracle she might telepathically give him something intelligent to say. "We have... found some evidence that... suggests..." He pauses again.

Jason sighs. "Spit it out, Reese. What's the problem? Is somebody dead or what?"

"No, no... they're quite alive. The thing is, that we didn't know they existed until now."

Jason sits back, still confused. "Who's 'we' and who are you talking about?"

"'We' as in Rick, Misty and I. They're actually the ones that made the discovery through multiple blood and DNA tests."

"And... you discovered I'm an alien?" Jason holds up his hands. "If I'm supposed to be catching a hint here, I'm not. What does my family have to do with anything and whose blood were you testing?"

Rick exchanges a glance with Misty then finally intervenes. "Yours and Trey Conwell's."

Jason frowns. "I... don't follow. Trey - that guy from Mexico that we're keeping from the mob?"

"Enemy drug dealers of his parents," Rick corrects. "And yes, that Trey. I discovered some interesting markers in his blood so I had it tested and compared."

"Compared with..." Jason fishes for the answer. "...mine?"

"Yes."

He swallows hard and a chill runs down his spine. This was just getting a little creepy. "And... he has an anomaly in his blood too?"

"Actually no, he's quite normal. He apparently didn't inherit that certain strand that you did that enables you to have, shall we say, certain skills."

"Wait..." Jason leans forward a little. "He didn't, but I did. You make it sound like we had the same origin."

Silence.

Jason's pulse picks up as he stares at all three pairs of eyes. What was going through his mind was completely absurd, he knew it. But what else were they getting at? "Would someone please tell me what's going on before I come up with the wrong conclusion?"

Reese clears his throat. "Jase, why don't you have a look at these?" He hands over the test results.

Jason takes them and looks at the columns but really doesn't understand what he's looking at. "I don't... this is all Greek to me."

Rick stands and goes to him, looking over his shoulder to point out things on the page. "See this here... that indicates patterns and the breakdown of your DNA."

"That's me?"

"Right. And over here, this is the DNA from the other blood - Trey's blood."

"So they're very similar. So what?" Jason looks up at Rick, not liking the solemn stare he receives. A short laugh comes out. "You're not telling me that Trey and I are related, are you? Some cocky drug dealer's son from Mexico?"

"Actually..." Rick hesitates.

Jason feels the chill again. When he speaks, his voice has suddenly grown very quiet, almost whispered. "You can't expect me to believe that I have a full-blooded brother. It's impossible."

Reese again looks to both Rick and Misty. "Twin... brother... actually."

"That's absurd." Jason stands up, his tone now irritated as he tosses the papers back onto Reese's desk. "Just the fact that you would imply my mother's been lying to me all these years is an insult."

"We're not implying that at all," Reese counters quickly. "We believe it was an Agency adoption scam. While you were left to be taken care of by your mother, Trey was given up for adoption."

Jason's anger starts to backbuild and he closes his fist. "And what? My mother was clueless that she gave birth to twins? Are you nuts?"

"She was out," Rick explains. "You know the story."

"So you really are telling me that out of the blue, you've discovered I have a twin brother and it's Trey."

"Yes."

Jason didn't know whether to laugh or throw up, but it seemed all sensations collide inside of him. This wasn't just some simple information that he could process and get over quickly. This was a life-changing discovery and one that he was pretty sure he disliked. "And my mother has no idea."

"That's what we have concluded," Reese answers. "We doubt anyone knows except the Agency."

"Why?" Jason stubbornly tries to discredit their theories. "Why would the Agency do that? There's no point."

"Is there ever, with them? They've done more random things than this, Jason. You know that with Derek and Austin both, you had a connection to the Agency before you were even born. And I'm sorry, but these DNA test results are as close to conclusive as you'll ever get."

Jason had a brother. A twin brother. A full-blooded twin brother. A brother that even his mother knew nothing about. A brother that was here now, right here at TJY. The emotions that poured into his veins were confusing and muddled. He was angry and didn't even know why. He was confused. Frustrated. Sad without understanding why. Irritated that he couldn't instead feel apathy. He was worried about his mother, concerned what all of this meant, and nervous about seeing Trey now. For anyone else, it would have simply been summed up as shock. For Jason, it was a debilitating onslaught of powerful emotions.

His knees buckle and he reaches out to the desk to lean on, closing his eyes and fighting this unfamiliar mixture.

Rick takes hold of him to steady him and glances at Misty. "Go to the infirmary," he instructs. "Prep the antidote just in case we need it. I'll be right there."

Jason takes in a deep breath and tries to relax, but it isn't easy. He could control his reaction to his emotions just like anybody - he didn't have to scream and yell if he was angry. But he couldn't control what the rampant emotions did to his body. Shutting his eyes tighter, he feels the searing pain in his skull and starts to sink towards Rick. Opening his palm, things on Reese's desk start to rattle.

Rick quickly takes his hand and closes it into a fist again, holding it shut. "Come on, Jase... come with me... please."

"I'm fine," Jason argues. "Just give me a minute." Why couldn't he just be normal? He couldn't even try to work through any of this new information yet because he had to worry about not breaking anything or hurting anyone. Unfortunately, that only added frustration and fuel to the fire. "Oh, dang..."

"What?"

"Katie."

"She'll be fine. Please, Jason... come with me."

Jason finally moves, a wave of dizziness causing him to stumble. "Why can't I just faint like a normal person?"

Rick allows himself to chuckle as he helps his young friend to the infirmary. "Because you're too big for us to have to carry?"

The humor helps a little, but Jason has a hard time containing everything as they pass by other people and desks. So afraid he would hurt something, his hands are tightly clenched, his body straining against the stress. "I think I'm gonna be sick..."

"It's okay, we're right here. Just hang-"

Too late. Jason doubles over in the hall as his body convulses.

Rick quickens his pace, having to force Jason the rest of the way to the infirmary. "Misty, get that antidote," he orders. "Make it a quarter dose - enough to take off the edge but not harm Katie."

"Katie," Jason mumbles as he rolls onto the bed. He thought maybe she was trying to talk to him, but the swirling emotions were creating a dense wall. Pain surges through his body like a fire, and his eyes start to roll back in his head.

"No, Jason, stick with us," Rick prompts sternly. "You're okay." He helps prep Jason's arm for Misty to administer the shot. "Well, now we know what a shock does," he concludes only loud enough for her to hear. "Good thing they don't come too often."

Jason manages to stay conscious and partly alert but unable to respond to anything very well. He feels the prick to his arm and a strange sort of fuzzy sensation spread through his veins. "Terrific," he mumbles. "Now there's embarrassment thrown in the mix."

Rick grins and pats his shoulder. "Be glad you didn't faint."

"Nah... puking in the hall is as far as I go." Jason waves his hand but as he does, the light above them sparks and pops as it burns out.

"Whoa, easy." Rick forces him down again. "Just lie here steady." He looks to Misty again. "If Katie isn't disabled herself, I know she's coming, but call her anyway, will you?"


Seeing Trey, Ariel grins and stands up, waiting for him to approach. His comment makes her laugh and she shakes her head. "Nah... I haven't screamed loud enough for anyone to want to rescue me."

Coming alongside him, she hooks her arm into his and heads to the restaurant door. "I'm doing fine, thanks. Hungry, but without work I got to sleep late so I feel less dead today than most days."

Grinning, she opens the door and steps in and off to one side to look over the menu above the counter. "If you want, we can order and I can drive us down to the park to eat since it's nice out today."


Dylan gives Dan a dry look at the invitation to help groom the horse. "You kidding?" He shakes his head. "The only reason I'm in this barn is because I have to be. I wouldn't complain if the world was void of these ornery beasts." Giving a short wave, he turns to get back to work. "I'll talk to ya later."

When he rounds the corner though, he throws one last glance over his shoulder at Comet before focusing on returning to the stall that needs to be cleaned...

The sun was hiding below the horizon. A glow was spread over the ranch as people began to disperse after the evening meal. All would seem normal, if it were not for those who were still absent, creating an odd atmosphere. Dylan had accepted his usual routine, feeling even more out of place, not understanding where his dad had gone, or where he even fit now. Not wanting to bother Rosetta, he ate alone and spent the evening alone like normal, going to his bunkhouse for the night where the television kept him company.

...Sparky rides slowly up to the barn and dismounts wearily. It looked like chores were finished, and he was glad. He couldn't handle all-day rides like he used to. Walking tiredly into the barn, he leads Cinder, who also seems worn out from the day. He crossties her in the aisle and untacks and rubs her down while she stands willingly, enjoying the extra little pampering he gave her before returning her to her stall.

Once he's finished, Sparky puts everything away and heads outside again. His stomach ached, reminding him that he hadn't eaten all day. There were those who were probably worried as well... out on the trail, his cell phone didn't get any service, so Faith and Rosetta were most likely worried at this point. Though he wanted to go find Faith immediately, he knows he needs to go to Rosetta first, so he aims for the main house.

Reaching the porch, he knocks and waits for Rosetta to come. Offering her a tired sort of smile, he nods. "Hi." Coming inside, he remains on his feet, knowing he won't stay long, and he glances around to make sure that BJ is out of earshot for now. "I've been riding all day. Mick's still out there, but as far as I know, he's not gonna do anything stupid. He told me what happened and he blames himself. He thinks it was the Agency with another jab to him and our families - just another game for the lab rats. So I guess he figures if he wouldn't have started a family in the first place it wouldn't happened, or if he would have been there to protect his kids, it could have been prevented."

Sparky sighs, tired inside and out. "I spent a little time with him, but mostly kept my distance while he ran Remington through the mill. He's been riding hard just to let off his steam so he doesn't go blow somebody's head off. I finally had to leave him be - he's still on the trail but I think he's on his way back. He just needed to clear his head I think."

It wasn't too unusual... Mick had always preferred to go spend time alone and work off his stress rather than involve those around him. He often chose the route of working through what was going on inside of him instead of just sitting and talking about it first.

Sparky shifts his weight a little, trying to give Rosetta an encouraging look. "He'll be ok. If he's not back in a while, let me know and I can go back out, but-" Movement through the window catches his eye and he squints to see in the dark. "Never mind. There he is. I'm gonna go grab something to eat and let you handle him." He offers her a last smile and a little pat on the shoulder. He knew it was hard for her when Mick would go off alone like that, but he also knew she was strong and they would be fine.

Once he's left, he heads to the dining hall where there are only a few lights on still. Trudging up the porch steps, he felt sore and stiff, his fingers cold from having not worn gloves, not knowing he'd be out until after dark when the cold settled in. Slipping inside, he glances around, letting his eyes adjust and figuring out who was still up.


Mick slides his saddle off Remington's back and sets it on the floor for the time being. Remington's head hangs, worn out from such a long, hard ride - completely opposite behavior of what the fiery gelding usually had. Mick had pushed him, riding much harder and much farther than Sparky had with Cinder.

Finding a clean towel, Mick rubs down Remington, taking his time. He himself was totally exhausted, emotionally and physically. But his head felt clearer now, he'd needed the stress relief, and now he had a plan in mind.

Returning his saddle and bridle to the tackroom, he limps, his knee having taken a beating today. Getting back to Remington, he continues to rub him down and offer him a little bit of water, making sure that he was completely cooled down and relaxed before going to his stall where hay and grain were waiting.