Shock

Jason returns Misty's kiss lightly before smiling and drawing away. "Okay. I'm done for the day so I'm gonna go wait outside." Giving her shoulder a squeeze, he retreats to the hall. Going out tonight would be nice. He could use a distraction. There were things inside he knew he was ignoring, but he'd deal with them later. Right now, he just wanted to enjoy an evening with Misty and forget about work and anything else. It was easy to do that with her... she just somehow had a way of making the world's problems disappear. 


A smile spreads on Hunter's face and he straightens up. "Good. 'Cause I'm running on adrenaline and sugar, and I need someone to keep an eye on me... a real... close eye." Giving her a sly look, he waits until she's ready to go before slinging an arm over her shoulders and heading for the door. He didn't care what Jason thought... or anybody else. This was his girlfriend and he was proud of it. 

Getting outside to the motorcycle, he's got the spare helmet all ready to hand to her. "Okay, Princess. Your wish is my command. Where are we going?" His knee was begging him for a break after riding all day, but he didn't care. This was his first night back and he was not going to waste it by sitting at home all evening. This was his evening to spend with Katie, and that was that. 


Ariel gives Trey a little smirk as a light blush returns to her cheeks. "I'm good at sharing," she muses, "And whipped cream is always a must. So you got yourself a deal." 

Grinning, she takes another bite of her chicken and lets her eyes lock with Trey's for a moment. He seemed extra happy tonight, and it was nice. Maybe he really was finally starting to settle in. Whatever the cause, the rough edges seemed to be smoothing off, revealing more than the spoiled rich kid Pete had described in the beginning.

"So now that you're staying, you gonna get so busy that I won't see you anymore?"


Still rather leery about this whole thing and suddenly hearing someone's voice, Rosalyn whirls around. As her gaze fall on Chad, her eyes widen in shock and her heart skips a beat. Stunned, all she can do is stand there, hearing his poetry. His hand on her shoulder sent a tingle all the way down her spine, and she looks up at him, wondering if perhaps she was dreaming. He was really... here? Really? He'd come all this way... for her? 

"Chad..." As her surprise morphs into excitement, her shocked expression turns into a beaming smile. Standing on her tiptoes, she throws her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. "Oh my goodness.... what on earth are you doing here??" 

Drawing back, her hands remain on his shoulders, her eyes sparkling as her heart raced. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?!" 

Whip Cream

Feeling Jason's arms wrap around her Misty can't help the smile that spread across her lips. Even with her eyes closed she could tell it was Jason who was around her. His smell, the feel of his arms around her. It was just something she could feel and tell.

   "Mmmm...there are left overs in there he can eat. I think us going out for some dinner sounds good."

Looking down at her paperwork and than across her desk at Rick she takes note he is looking away. Leaning back and tilting her head up to Jason Misty grins before giving him a kiss on the lips and than pulling away again.

   "I'm almost done here for the day than we can head out...ok?"

Looking up at Hunter's voice Katie gives her head a little shake and a laugh. She'd finished up the stuff for Gunner and now was working on the last little bit of stuff she had to do. Finally finishing it up Katie shuts her computer off and puts some files away in her desk before standing and coming a little closer to Hunter.

   "Now...you can kidnap me...and I'll like it."

Catching Ariel's eye as it follows the cake Trey can't help but give a little laugh. The dessert did look rather good though and how could you not follow up a good meal with out dessert.

   "Mmmmm...Sure I can as long as we can both share it."

Trey's eyes sparkle for the perhaps the first time. Now that he had deiced to stay there seemed to be a peace about him. Maybe he was relizeing things didn't have to be how they use to be or now he could spend more time with Ariel, maybe it was even both.

   "Oh, and some whip cream."

Standing off to the side Chad waits...Rosalyn would be along shortly and he could feel his heart start to race already. As she steps in though and his eyes catch her she looked even prettier now than when he has last seen her. She was a sight for sore eyes, for a warm soul, and he could feel his heart kick it up even more than he though she might hear. How she had this affect on him Chad didn't know but he new she was special..unlike anyone else. 

Stepping out from behind the shadows Chad has to resist walking up to her and giving her a kiss. Remembering what she had told him about not being safe that last thing he wanted to do was scare the crap out of her. So instead till she new he was there he would do something different.

   "Let me be your sun, I will shine when day is done. Let me be the one, Love for you I cannot hide And a lake of tears I've cried. Was love but a dream, With a passion so extreme? Fairy tales are dreams! I need you here, you need me, This is our reality."

Setting his hand on her shoulder Chad can't help the smile that spread across his lips. He was happy he'd come back, he was happy to surprise Rosalyn and now he was just hoping she was happy to see him too.

Suprise

Giving a laugh Katie was about to say something to Hunter when Jason's voice startles her. Recovering quickly and sitting up a little straighter she takes the papers from Jason just watching him for a second. There was a strange look in his eye and Katie couldn't quite make it out, anger, sadness, she wasn't sure.

   "Alright, I'll have these done Gunner before I go. Thanks Jason."

Finally looking away from him Katie puts the papers on the table as both guys go back and forth for a second. She could feel the hairs on her neck rise a little bit. It almost sounded like both of them were battling for her but that was silly...seeing as Jason had Misty...right?

Once Jason was gone Katie let out a long sigh before turning slightly to look at Hunter. Giving a small smile and a nod she liked the idea of a motorcycle ride. To feel free...yes she did like that.

   "Ok, If you want to wait in the break room that would be great. I might be a little longer now that I have some more work but I will try and hurry. I'll take you up on that bike ride too."

Leaning back Katie gives Hunter a kiss again before getting up off his lap so he could move and she could sit down once again. She wouldn't be much longer than what she had originally said.

Looking back at Ariel Trey just studys her for a long moment as she talks. The soft glow from the restront looked so pretty making the reflections as her hair framed her face nicely. She really was very pretty and Trey new it when he'd try to look away and couldn't.

   "Thanks for the confidence Ariel it...really does mean a lot."

Moving back a little as there food comes Trey could feel his stomach growling. He new he was hungry but he had no idea he was this hungry. Everything looked good though and he had good company it was great.

   "You look really pretty tonight. I like when your hair is down it looks so soft."

...Three days later...

Pulling into the ranch drive way the jeeps wheels crackled on the stones. No one would notice the jeep...it had never been seen here before so that wouldn't give anything away. Finding a parking place Chad just sits there for a second a smile spread across his lips. He's said he was going to take some time off and what a better way to do that than come to one of the most peaceful places he'd ever been.

Spotting BJ playing in the lawn Chad looks down at his watch taking note to the time and where Rosalyn probley was right now. Getting out of the jeep and going over to him he squats down giving a smile.

   "Hey there...can you do me a favor? Can you go to the mess hall and give this note to Rosalyn?"


Typed on the paper was the words: Meet me in the Barn. Chad had deiced to type so Rosalyn wouldn't notice it was his writing. Seeing BJ run off twords the mess hall he stands and turns making his way to the barn. With any luck not many people would be there and he'd be able to surprise her.

Prank?

Trying to concentrate was futile. Jason growls in frustration before giving in and shutting off his computer. He didn't know why all of a sudden he couldn't get his brain to function. Or maybe he did. It was stupid either way. Grabbing his keys, he leaves his office, locking the door behind himself. Going to the infirmary, he nods to Rick but heads over to Misty's desk. Coming up behind her, he bends down, slinging his arms over her shoulders and leaning his head down to kiss her cheek. "You wouldn't be interested in dinner out tonight, would you? Let Alec fend for himself?" 

"Okeedoke." Hunter stands up and ruffles Katie's hair playfully before finally leaving her cubicle. Hanging out in the break room wasn't exactly the highlight of the day, and he did find himself dozing off once or twice, but a Mountain Dew from the pop machine helped.

Once an hour rolled around, he meanders back out to the main floor and to Katie's cubicle once again. This time he leans over the wall, giving her a forlorn look. "Can I kidnap you yet?"

Trey's compliment makes Ariel blush and she looks down at her plate, smiling shyly. Why she wasn't able to just brush it off, she wasn't sure, but he really was being sweet. "Thanks..." 

Taking a bite of her chicken, she nods with approval. "This is really good. Thank you, Trey... for bringing me here tonight." 

Glancing up again, she catches his eye and smiles. It was kind of nice to just enjoy his company without being concerned about keeping him out of trouble or monitoring him for Pete. Still... where was this going? 

Movement catches her eye and she looks over to a nearby table where a some kind of chocolate dessert was served to a couple who had started to share it. "Mmm..." She tosses Trey a sly grin. "You buying me dessert too?"

In the barn? Rosalyn furrows her brow as she reads the note for the third time after thanking BJ and shooing him from the just-cleaned kitchen. Some man had given BJ the note? The boy apparently didn't recognize the visitor, and that alone sent Rosalyn's mind racing. Was this a prank? Something worse? One never could be too careful around here. 

Taking off her apron, she walks into the dining room to find it empty. So much for asking someone else's advice. Well... it was just here at the ranch... the barn was safe. One scream and she'd have a whole handful of men coming to her rescue.

Sighing, she finally heads outside. Pulling back her hair as she walks, she spies a strange vehicle. Did that belong to the strange man? Coming closer, she sees the license plates. Nevada? Stopping for a moment, she thinks. No... no, it couldn't be. No, it was probably someone from TJY or something like that. Maybe this had something to do with Katie. Surely it wasn't.... 

She stops her brain before her thoughts could turn into hopes, and she resumes her route to the barn. Tucking the note in her pocket, she squints in the dim interior, glancing around. Looked like most everybody was off doing work somewhere else at the moment, and the barn was pretty quiet except for a few horses who nickered their greeting. 

A little irritated along with being confused, Rosalyn walks in a bit further. There was also the possibility that it was one of the guys around here just playing a joke out of boredom. If that were it, she'd get them back for sure. 

Setting her hands on her hips, she glances down another aisle. "Hello?" 

Mystery

As Katie shifts on his lap, Hunter sets his chin down on her shoulder to stare at what she was doing. "You sure you can't just skip out early?" He turns his head to give her neck several teasing kisses before he chuckles softly. "You might not get any work done at all with me here anyway."

Having gone unnoticed while standing by the hallway, Jason's fingers fiddle with the papers in his hand while his eyes remain on Katie's cubicle. There was a strange kind of emotion bubbling deep down, but he had yet to label it. And perhaps...he didn't want to either.

Moving forward again after having paused upon Hunter's joyous arrival,  Jason aims for Katie's cubicle. Rapping his knuckles on the wall, he reaches over to hand Katie the papers. "Data entry. Gunner needs an organized report before you leave for the day. Sorry."

As his gaze wanders slightly, his eyes lock with Hunter's. "Boss is pretty cranky today. If I were you, I'd go have a seat in the break room 'til Katie's ready to go - it's down the hall. Unless you wanna risk getting her in trouble."

Hunter keeps his arms around Katie, not intimidated by Jason's curt tone. Instead of recoiling, he smiles. "Thanks. If I can get her to move, I might just do that. At the moment though, it seems she's glued to me pretty good."

Jason tries not to let his irritation show and he simply shrugs. "Suit yourself." His eye drift back to Katie for just a moment before he turns and heads back to his own office.

Only after they're alone again does Hunter's smile fade, but still behind Katie, his expression goes unseen. His grip tightens just a little as he gives her a squeeze. "He's probably right. I should let you work. I can hang out here or just meet you later if you want. Although if you let me wait, you can get a motorcycle ride..."


Jaz wasn't too sure about all that Jamie was saying, but she didn't particularly like the odd little churn deep down in her heart. It was the same feeling she'd gotten when Carson had talked to her about God too. 

Not really wanting to continue the subject right now, she sits back and nods at the opportunity to move on. "Yeah, I feel okay here. I wish I didn't have to keep looking over my shoulder, but I'd rather be here than back at the apartment." 


Being picked up and taken to the restaurant, Ariel was pleased with Trey's choice. She was glad she'd chosen to wear her peasant skirt and blouse - nothing fancy but nice enough to be comfortable in this atmosphere. Her hair fell over her shoulders as the dim light caressed her face in a slight glow. 

Hearing that Trey had decided to stay, a smile spreads on her lips. "I'm glad you decided to stay." She knew that it would probably be better for him that he stayed - away from all the bad dealings that had gone on in Mexico. It was a wise choice to remain here and start another life away from all that. 

Cocking her head, she is unafraid to study his eyes for several quiet moments. What was behind his gaze? What was going on in that head of his? What was he thinking about behind that cryptic look? 

Quirking a little grin, she finally drops he gaze to take a sip of her water. "You'll be able to find a place, no problem. This city has its faults, but it's got a lot of opportunities too. And... seems like you got a few people looking out for you. You'll be on your feet in no time. Of that, I have no doubt."

Did this mean that he would continue pursuing a friendship with her? Did he want more than that, now that he knew he'd be staying? Whether or not he did was a mystery behind those eyes.


Hearing someone come into the dining room, Rosalyn wipes her hands on a dish towel and abandons the dishes for now to poke her head through the doorway.

"Junk... junk... bill... junk." Becky smirks at Mick as she pauses cleaning tables to look through the mail he'd just handed her. "Thanks a lot."

Mick laughs and shrugs. "Sorry." He flips through the rest of the handful of envelopes. "Looks like you might have gotten the best deal of the day."

"Ew. Well, don't forget to duck."

Mick grins and heads back for the door. "Uh-huh."

Rosalyn sighs and slips back into the kitchen. It really hadn't been all that long since she'd gotten a letter from Chad. But it was longer than usual between correspondence, and, if she were to be honest with herself, it felt like forever.

Returning to the sink, she runs her hands through the dishwater's bubbles, watching them pop in her palm. Was the future to pop just like that? Was the hope she'd actually dared to hope going to burst like these tiny bubbles? There were millions of reasons she might not have heard from Chad again. Maybe his letter got lost in the mail. But none of his others had. Maybe he was just extremely busy with work, and traveling a lot. But... he'd always found time to write in spite of that before.

Sighing again, Rosalyn resumes washing the waiting dishes. She was being silly. First, to be so worried he'd forgotten about her, and second.... well... to be so worried. 

Forgive yourself

Having Hunter pull her into his lap Katie gives a little laugh, his arms around her just holding her in his lap felt so nice. She'd missed this warmth, this comfort and the patter of her heart with him around. Leaning into him she wouldn't pass up the time now since she had him here and to herself.

   "Well...I don't have to much more. Maybe like an hour if you want to stick around till I am done."

Looking at Hunter again and leaning into him giving him a kiss Katie rests her head against his for a moment. Than still sitting in his lap Katie turns the chair back to her desk to start working once more so she could be done sooner than later.

Thinking again Jamie is quiet for a moment. Gathering her thoughts and trying to figure out everything in her head  before she said it. This seemed like a perfect opportunity from God to show there face, and show how someone can change she did want to pass it up but she didn't want to scare Jaz away either.

   "I personally believe that Carson is telling the truth. In my heart I've seen the change from him, and I saw how he wanted to get Misty back so badly this time. If he'd been doing anything but trying to save Misty I don't think he would have tried so hard."

Looking across the table at Con Jamie gives a smile. Con had helped her so much with him she'd achieved great things and helped forgive her own self  and everyone else. Between God and Con he helped keep her head on right.

   "Before you can forgive anyone else you need to learn to forgive yourself. Thats where God comes in because he forgives you witch enables you to forgive yourself."

Searching Jaz face Jamie hoped that it made sense to her and if it did she would ask more questions. Hearing Con had to go back to work Jamie looks to him and gives a smile with a little nod.  She was happy he had considered ask if they needed someone else to come over. 

   "I think...we should be ok. Once you leave I'll make sure to lock the doors and everything. As long as Jaz feel safe as well."

Pulling into Ariel's driveway Tray gives a little beep of the horn. He had the top down since this might be one of the nicer days as fall was coming quickly. They might as well enjoy it while they could. He didn't mind the cold though either, after being here for a while his skin still enjoyed the coolness instead of the heat and dry air of Mexico.

 Seeing Ariel come out Trey gives a smile and a wave. He's told her it was a surprise where they were going and he still was sticking to that. Dressed a little nicer than normal there was still a casual feel about him, and his hair was on the messy but in a neat way.

   "Hey there Sunshine..ready?"

Pulling out of the drive way and heading down town the ride is a little quiet but Trey does his best to keep up the conversation as much as he could. Though in the back of his mind the burning subject of what he wanted to talk about was dieing to come out. It wasn't anything to important but it was something he wanted to talk with Ariel about.

Finally getting to the resonant he had chosen and parked he was happy with the outside and how it looked. Fancy but not overly fancy so they way they were dressed was completely fine. Getting out and going to open Ariel's door as well it wasn't long before they were inside, comfortable, and had there food ordered.

   "So...I know its not super important but I wanted to talk to you first about it. I've deiced...to stay here in Nevada. I miss home, and I miss my family there but...there are people here who I'll miss too and want to get to know better."

Putting down the straw wrapper and looking up at Ariel she would be on of the people he'd missed. Even though they had it a little rough there for a short time he'd still miss her and he enjoyed her company too. 

   "I'm gonna call mom and dad tomorrow and ask them to send my stuff once TJY finds me a place. I have money saved up in an account so I know I'll be ok for a little bit till I can find a stable job so...thats that. I just hope I can find some place ok, ya know?"

Babysitter

Hunter's smile remains, and for several moments, he's quiet, just studying Katie's face. His heart was thumping in his chest from the excitement of surprising her, from feeling her sweet kiss, and from seeing how pleased she was to see him again. He'd believed her texts that she'd missed him, but her reception now proved it, and it made him feel good. 

"Dinner sounds like a wonderful idea, as long as you pick where and let it be my treat." 

Without warning, he spins Katie around and flops down in her chair before pulling her into his lap and wrapping his arms around her waist. "So..." He peers around her shoulder at her computer. "How much work you got left today?" He wriggles his fingers teasingly on her ribs. "'Cause I'm starving."

Jaz squints a little at Jamie, trying to figure out just how a woman like her could not only forgive Carson, but move past it all and see him as a changed man. Granted, Jaz had seen a changed man too, but Carson hadn't ever harmed her either. 

"God, huh?" She takes another bite of her sandwich, skeptical of that whole thing. "Carson's been talking about God a lot. Prays all the time. Kinda strange seeing him do that. When I knew him last, he woulda laughed at the word 'prayer,' let alone been into religion." 

Con gives her a soft sort of smile. "Funny thing is... he's still not into religion."

Jaz furrows her brow, confused. 

Con lets her wonder for a minute before going on. "There's a big difference between having a relationship with God and religion. Religion is what man's created to make him feel good about rules, regulations and control. A relationship with God is the true way to a changed heart."

Jaz mulls over that thought for a few moments, not quite sure she fully understood, but it seemed to make a little bit of sense at least. Not that it was for her, but it made sense for people who wanted something like that. "Well, I'm not so sure about the whole God thing, but I do have to admit that Carson's a different man. The guy he used to be wouldn't have put up such a fight to save his wife, that's for sure. I didn't think I'd ever see a man who would do anything - even give his life - for someone he loved. He proved me wrong, I guess." She shrugs. "It's a bummer there'll probably be people who won't believe that he and I didn't have something going on, but we didn't." 

Con nods. "There are consequences to everything." Finishing off his food, he glances at his watch and sighs. "I gotta get back to the office. You two ladies be okay 'til this evening, or you want me to send one of the guys back here to keep an eye on things?" His question was directed more to Jamie than Jaz - he knew both women could take care of themselves quite well when in danger, but that didn't mean that he took his responsibility lightly either.

Ariel quirks an eyebrow at Trey's invitation. He did seem rather persistent - she'd give him that. She wasn't sure how she felt about him though... He was nice and all, but was there anything more? She really didn't know. He was cute and he'd been quite sweet lately. But did she want anything more than friends? At this point, she just couldn't decide what she really wanted. After starting out the way they had, she still saw a lost little boy who needed a babysitter more than anything else. Colt had warned her not to treat him like a kid, but remembering some of the ways Trey had been, it wasn't always easy. It probably didn't help that she worked with kids on a daily basis, but that really was beside the point. At the moment, she really didn't know whether Trey deserved to be treated like a man or not. On the plus side though, she did like being picked up in Pete's car.

Giving a light laugh, she grabs a glass from the cupboard to pour herself some iced tea. "Pete's car is always fun. And..." 

She pauses as she takes a sip of tea, taking another moment to decide her answer. "I don't have anything going on tonight. If I stay home, I'll just end up working or falling asleep with five cats in front of the television." She shrugs to Slinky, who was intently staring up at her.

"So yeah, we can do dinner. Where we going, and what time you wanna swing by?"

...After feeding the cats, tidying up the living room, showering and changing clothes, there wasn't a whole lot of time left before Trey would come. Ariel grimaces at herself in the mirror, while trying to figure out what to do with her hair. Finally she just leaves it down, letting it fall wherever it wanted. 

Ready to go, she sits near the living room window, watching the street so Trey wouldn't have to wait long. 

Tonight

As Hunter's hand slides behind her head Katie backs away just a little bit. She new what was coming and she was trying to make it a little easier. She didn't care who was around really she was just so happy to see Hunter, everything else drowned out, and he was all that mattered at the moment.

Katie could feel her heart start to race as Hunter's lips touch her own. It had been a while and she really had missed him. Deeping the kiss a little Katie let him know she missed him. Pulling away Katie can't help but look up at Hunter and give a big grin.

   "Well if thats only going to last you an hour than we should do dinner tonight so you can get another one."

Turning her head into Hunter's hand a little bit Katie liked the feel of his skin against her. His hands rough but gentile as they brushed her skin. She'd missed them, had longed to feel them and now here he was standing in front of her. Katie was very happy about that.

   "Oh how I missed you too. It was a nice surprise."

Hearing Jaz question Jamie takes a sip of her tea quiet for a second. She almost could have guessed that was what Jaz was going to ask. Her scar had faded but it was still easy to make out it hardly ever went unnoticed unless someone new her well.

   "No, your information is correct, but what you don't know is I forgave Carson a long long long time ago for what he'd done. God helped me through it, and now Carson is just another man who's changed I've seen it. "

Setting her cup down and Looking up at Jaz Jamie gives a smile. She could see the confusion in her eyes and she didn't blame her..it was hard for someone to take in for sure.

   "Forgiveness and God are two powerful things. Never underestimate them."

Hearing Ariel's voice on the other line Trey sits up a little straighter. With how long the phone had been going off he didn't think she would have answered. But he was happy she did.

   "Hey there. I was wondering if maybe you'd like to have dinner tonight? Pete said I could use his car again.

Trey picks at a string on the blanket. He'd enjoyed being able to pick Ariel up and not have to rely on her coming to get him. It was a nice change and he hoped she was enjoying it too.

No Idea

Katie's reaction brings a wide smile to Hunter's face and his arms automatically wrap around her, holding her tight. Laughing, he draws back a little to look down at her, his eyes twinkling. "Well, you know there's only one thing to do when you can't think of anything to say." 

Not caring where they were or if anybody was watching, Hunter's hand slides up behind Katie's head and without waiting for her to respond, he leans down and presses his lips to hers. Giving her a long, deep kiss, he finally pulls back with another smile. "Mmmmm, I've been waiting to do that ever since you left the ranch." He sighs with content. "That'll tide me over for... a couple hours maybe, tops." 

Grinning, he lets his hand cradle her face, his thumb caressing her cheek. "Man, I've missed you." His eyes were tired, but bright with life as he locks with her gaze. "You have no idea how hard it was not to tell you I was coming home today." 

Toying with her food for  a couple more seconds, Jaz finally looks up at Jamie again, the same question written on her face. "Well, I... I don't know, I just... I can't remember everything I was told, but I thought you were a victim when Carson was still with the Agency. But hearing the way you both talk about him, I must be mistaken." 

Having just gotten home from work and lovingly greeted her cats, Ariel sets down her purse and keys wearily. It had been a long day and she was bushed. 

Feeling her phone start to ring in her pocket, she furrows her brow, wondering who was calling her. Checking the number, she chuckles. Having just talked to her brother yesterday about Trey, it was rather amusing he was calling her today. 

Heading to the kitchen to get something to drink, and followed by a train of meowing cats, she answers the call. "Hi, Trey. What's up?" 

HUNTER!!!!!

Deep in her work Katie didn't even notice anyone come into her cubicle or into it. She was behind a little today after over sleeping and she really didn't want to stay to late tonight so she was now trying to crunch everything.

As the hands go over her eyes Katie sits up a little straighter in surprised. Hearing the voice though a smile spreads across her face. Her heart seemed to start racing as excitement. She'd been waiting so long for him to come home and now that he was here she couldn't help it.

   "HUNTER!!!!"

Standing from her chair and turning around Katie throws her arms around him and burys her face into his shoulder. Taking in a big whif he still smelled like the ranch but he smelled of his motorcycle and leather too. It was a smell she had found was "his" smell.

   "I've missed you...Wow...I thought I new what to saw when I saw you again but now...now I don't know."

Sitting across from Con and next to Jaz Jamie listens to the questions that were asked and answered. She didn't mind being quiet and just listing to everything and take it all in. She felt bad for Jaz and her heart did go out. Her own situation what seemed like long ago was different but she'd been trapped too and she new how frighting it was.

   "Crazy or not I do give Carson credit for at least trying. I think it's silly he is trying alone but..considering where he was a while ago He's really come a long way."

Looking at Jaz and seeing her looking back at her Misty gives a smile. She was wondering what Jaz was thinking about as she looked at her. What thought's were running through her mind.

   "If you have a question your free to ask it. I promise we don't bite at all."

Laying on his bed in the small cell that was still his room Trey lets out a sigh. He'd been taking so long making up his mind if he wanted to stay or go and he new it was just dragging. He'd been hanging out with Pete and Ariel here and there and it was nice and he had a good time but he wondered would they really stick with him or if he stayed would they shy away?

Reaching for his phone and pulling it out he dials Ariel's number. He didn't know if she would answer or not but he wanted to know if she would like to have dinner tonight. He'd like to talk to her about a few things too. 

Guess

Lying on his stomach in bed after supper, Hunter reads Katie's text and smiles broadly. He needed to get to sleep, but he'd answer her one more time.

To: Katie

From: Hunter

Soon Babe... soon. :)

Still smiling, he rolls his eyes. He couldn't help one more.

To: Katie

From: Hunter

Sweet dreams, princess. 

More texts tomorrow. Promise.

G'night.

Yawning and burying his head further into his pillow, he keeps his phone close, even though he does try to go to sleep. There'd be no late night card games tonight.

The rest of the day was long, and the night even longer. But with the help of another couple shots from Rick, Carson was forced to sleep away the hours, giving his body no choice but to rest. And in the morning after sleeping late, he was prompted to at least eat some toast and have some orange juice, which he took without complaint. He remained in his room, quiet enough that Rick was rather concerned, but let him be for now. At noon, Susanne brought him some chicken noodle soup for lunch. She didn't say much... Carson couldn't tell if she was upset with him or not, but at least it didn't look like she hated him. After eating half the soup he laid back down again, his mind wandering to the infirmary over and over and over again. But today, he didn't go. Today, he kept himself from seeing Misty. And it hurt. It hurt so badly. But it was true... she really did hate him and didn't want him back. And all his presence did was upset her. Instead of being a comfort and joy to her, he was a menace and stress. All because he'd lied to save her? It was a rotten reward. 

"Reese said we'd give you protection if you wanted it, at least until this thing dies down. Carson's still convinced we can find the guy behind all this." Con leans back in the kitchen chair having come home from work for lunch. Taking a sip of his water, he cocks his head, studying Jaz. "What do you think?" 

"I think Carson's delusional. I have from the beginning." Jaz nibbles on her BLT, enjoying even the simple sandwich. It really did taste good. She'd slept better last night than she had in a long while and had even slept late. She also appreciated Con and Jamie letting her do so. 

Con quirks an eyebrow and exchanges a glance with Jamie before looking back at Jaz. "Delusional?"

"Thinking he can outsmart the Agency." Jaz shakes her head. "I told him it wouldn't work - that he couldn't take them down himself. But he's always been thickheaded."

"That much is true." 

Jaz is quiet for a few moments before daring to look over at Jamie and noticing again the faded scar on her face. Her mouth opens to say something, but she shuts it again, looking back at her lunch. What she'd really like to know was whether or not Carson gave her that scar, and if he had, why these two people didn't hate him.

The air was filled with the sound of crickets chirping their nightly song. The sky was dotted with stars, signaling clear weather. And a chilly breeze blew - a reminder that morning was a long way off yet. It was the middle of the night, perfect for travel.

"I... really don't know how to thank you." Hunter stares back at Mick, feeling an odd sort of churn in his stomach. Or was it his heart? He was all ready to go. His bike was packed. He'd said his goodbyes to everyone else last night after supper. And his keys were in hand.

Mick smiles warmly and shakes his head as they stand in the driveway. "That's 'cause you don't have to."

"I feel like I do." Hunter tries to swallow the lump in his throat as he shifts his weight. It had been a long time since he'd felt anything like this. "I feel so ready to leave, yet... a part of me doesn't want to."

Mick chuckles. "That just means you'll be back."

Hunter sighs but nods. He knew it was time. It was time for him to return to Nevada. Time for him to return to his life. Time for him to move on. He holds out his hand for a handshake. "Goodbye, Mick."

Mick grasps his hand firmly before pulling him in for a hug instead. Drawing back, his hand gives Hunter's shoulder a strong pat. "You are welcome here anytime, Hunter. I mean that. Day or night. You're part of this family now whether you like it or not."

Hunter bites his lip as his emotions increase their churning. "You know, I..." He pauses to clear his throat. "I told Dylan once that I was jealous of him... that I wished I had a dad like you." He nods as he takes a deep breath but he's not sure he can say what he really wants, while still remaining composed.

Mick's smile returns and he nods his understanding. "Consider yourself adopted. I don't think Rosetta will mind."

A laugh surfaces, as do the unwanted tears, but Hunter ignores them as he holds his smile. "I will be back," he promises.

"Good. Now get going before you lose too much time. You've got a young lady waiting on you."

Hunter nods again and finally turns to walk to his bike. Donning his helmet and firing up the engine he exchanges a final wave with Mick before heading down the driveway. Almost to the road, a figure appears from the shadows, and he stops, taking off his helmet.

Dylan wanders closer, his hands tucked in his pockets. "You leaving for good?" he asks loudly over the motorcycle's idling engine.

Hunter shakes his head. "Wild horses couldn't keep me away."

Dylan eyes him for a moment before nodding. "Good." He holds out his hand. "Don't kill yourself on your trip. I hate funerals."

Hunter laughs, knowing that was as close to, "I'm gonna miss you," as he was going to get, and he gives Dylan's hand a hearty shake. "You got it."

Dylan steps back from the bike again and gives a wave, waiting until Hunter was zipping down the road before he turns and wanders back up the driveway. He sees Mick still standing near the barn, and his pace slows, but he finds himself continuing his path until coming up in front of him. "Little late for an old man like you to be up, isn't it?"

Mick's eyebrows rise until he sees a rare teasing glint in Dylan's eyes and a grin creeps across his mouth. "Me? An old man? Boy, I feel younger every day."

Dylan returns a faint sort of smile before turning and aiming for his bunk. After only a couple steps though, he stops and turns, just studying his father for several minutes. "You staying home for supper tonight, right?"

Mick nods. Being one o'clock in the morning, it really was the next day, and it was their usual day to have supper at home - him, Rosetta and BJ.

Dylan shrugs. "Mind if I come over?"

It takes all Mick has not to act too excited. Dylan had come over several times lately with Hunter, but this was the first time he'd asked on his own without being invited or prompted. A wide smile forms. "I don't mind a bit."

"Okay." Dylan gives a little shrug before turning back around and once more heading for his bunkhouse.

Watching his son for several minutes, Mick draws in a rather shaky breath before turning his gaze to the sky. Thank you... for a new son... and a son who is slowly returning. Guide their paths... and please help me be the father I need to be. 

It turned out to be a great day for traveling, as far as the weather and traffic went. Hunter was able to make few stops and also made very good time... perhaps better time than he should have, while pressing the speed limit with his motorcycle. Arriving in Nevada at least an hour sooner than anticipated though, was a nice bonus.

Having not told Katie he was coming home today, he'd texted her on his stops, never lying, but purposely giving her the impression he was still back at the ranch. Now late afternoon, he was exhausted from the trip, but pleased that there was still half a day remaining before he'd consider going to bed. He'd had longer nights than this and survived...

...Ambling across the main floor of TJY, his leather jacket creaks slightly, his motorcycle boots thumping rhythmically on the tiles. Seeing a few people notice him, he raises a finger to his lips for them to keep quiet. The stares returned were leery, but he didn't care.

Getting to Katie's cubicle, he slips silently in behind her chair, staring over her shoulder for a moment as she worked on her computer. Moving quickly, he puts his hands over her eyes while remaining behind her. "Guess who. And if you're wrong, I'm going back to Texas."

Tell Angel

Grace can't help but laugh again as she looks at the set of pictures. It sure did look like he was ready to get back at whoever had got him with the pie in the face but the twinkle in his eye was no an angry one. There was more playfulness than anything and Grace new in that pic he was human.

Getting to the last page Grace was a little sad to bring the book to a close but at the same time it had been fun and get enjoyed herself. Just learning that much more about Jared was nice. Looking to him and giving a smile and a nod he would see her soon.

   "You bet ya, and without you even knowing it you've been absentmindedly moving your toes so I wouldn't say you didn't work today as well."

Sliding off the bed and turning Grace hims a small nod. She'd seen Jared moving his toes while they were looking at the pictures but she had not said anything. If she drew attachen to it he might stop, or considerate to hard on it and than it wouldn't work.

   "I'll see you soon Jared, take care of yourself till than."

Getting Hunter's messages Katie smile. Home now herself and snuggled on the couch watching TV Katie was dozing but her phone woke her. She didn't mind since it was Hunter and she'd been waiting for his reply.

To: Hunter
From: Katie

Hey a brace is not bad at all. I think thats something
easy to deal with. I'm glad Angel is happy that your
healing well.

Katie had been missing him lots. In a way it was just boring without him around and she didn't have much to do but sit and do nothing at all.

To: Hunter
From: Katie

Poor UNO, I'd say bring her with you but
something about about a kitty on the back of does
not sound good. I miss eating with you too. They
are to quiet now. Tell Angel to let you come
home now.

Competition

Jared looks a little closer at the picture and shakes his head. "I have no idea what that was about. I don't remember it at all." He grins. "But knowing me, I did get back at whoever did it. I was awfully good at that." 

Before he knew it, they were turning the last page in the album and their hot chocolate was long gone. Jared was feeling quite tired, but...it had been worth it. Now though, he knew that Grace had probably stayed much longer than planned, and she more than likely had things she needed to do. 

Flipping the album shut, he turns his head to just study Grace's face for several moments. This was the first day in quiet a while that he felt like maybe, just maybe, life might be worth living again. And he owed it to her. 

"So... see you again in a couple days? I promise I'll actually be ready for therapy on my legs this time."


It was several hours before Hunter finds himself wandering back into the ranch yard and heading for his bunk. Though unusually quiet, it would take a good eye to notice any tears had fallen. And if anyone did notice, they didn't draw attention to it. 

After touching base with a few of the guys and promising he'd be at supper, he continues to his bunkhouse where he flops down on his bed to chill for just a short while before he'd clean up for the evening. Having left his cell phone here while going off by himself, he checks it now, smiling at receiving a text from Katie. He hoped she hadn't worried when he hadn't answered right away, but most likely she had just assumed he was busy.

To: Katie
From: Hunter
Hey Babe. :) Yeah knee is doing pretty well
actually. Got a brace Ima have to wear all
the time for a while. But I can hack that. 
Angel seems pleased with the progress. 

To: Katie
From: Hunter
Miss u bunches too. I like the meals here but
miss sitting with u. No one to play footsie
with. ;) Altho I gotta tell u... UNO isnt 
gonna be happy when I leave. U might have a 
bit of competition there! lol

Prying himself from his bed, he goes to take a shower then enjoy supper with the others. Tonight would be a little different... but a good different. And he would have so much to tell Katie when he saw her again. It was just too much to text.


Jaz manages to give Nate a little smile, grateful for all his help. Following him out to the car, it was a quiet trip to TJY, but somehow, Jaz felt herself able to relax just a little bit. She felt safe with Nate - an Elite agent who was trying to help and keeping her protected. 

Once at TJY, it wasn't long before finding out that Jamie had agreed to letting her stay with her and Con. After checking to make sure Carson really was okay, Jaz hangs out for a while before eventually going home with Jamie. She felt quite awkward, but also grateful. Sleeping in the spare bedroom, knowing that a big guy like Con was there was comforting in a way, and she appreciated it.

Time

As Jared backs away to look at the pictures again Grace still smiles looking down again. There moment had come and gone for now but it was something she would remember. It had been special to her made her heart flutter there was no forgetting that.

  "Your a little monkey. I like this picture there is just...something about it. You look like your having fun."

Moving a little closer to Jared and down slightly in the bed to get comfortable Grace continues to look at all the pictures. She really was enjoying herself and it was nice having Jared explain them to her. It was a way of getting to know him just little better.

   "Hey what about this one? It looks like someone put a pie in your face, but you have that look like you got them back too."

Hearing Jaz say she would come back to TJY with him Nate was happy. He really did want her safe and taken care of for now. He just cared about her. Giving a nod to her as she goes to pack her bag Nate new he'd come back to get the rest of her stuff if he needed to and didn't mind at all.

   "Take your time I'm not in much of a hurry."

Sitting down on the couch Nate sits and wait while looking around a little bit and taking everything in the room in. Maybe trying to get a feel for this while thing but at the same time He wondered how much of this room was real and how much was just another part of the show.

As Jaz comes back into the room Nate stands once again and offers her a friendly smile. He wanted to make sure she had whatever she needed for now and they would be back. He'd be sure of that himself. Turning and making his way to the door he looks over he shoulder a little bit.

   "You're very welcome Jaz. I'd rather you safe than stuck here alone."

To: Hunter
From: Katie

Some days seem longer than others and its on those
days I miss you and sitting at the ranch the most. 
Hows the knee and your ride the other day? Did it 
hold up ok?

Been a while...

Seeing Grace smile, Jared feels a sense of relief - she hadn't minded his affection. She approved. 

Caressing her cheek with his thumb, he finally draws back, still holding her hand and giving it an extra squeeze. Did he really have feelings for her? Feelings deeper than friendship? Yes... he did. 

Leaning back against the wall again, he turns his focus back to the photos, leaving the moment with Grace to remain where it was - in the past, not to be spoiled by explanation or justification. It was what it was - nothing more, nothing less. 

"And this was a trip to the zoo apparently." Jared arcs an eyebrow at a picture of him hanging off a monkey statue. "But I... don't remember that." He grins, settling in closer to Grace. "Justin was always the quirker, not me. Must've been a rare moment."

Nate's question seems to go unnoticed for a moment as Jaz furrows her brow. "Con... as in Con Gibbs?" She'd heard about him - bad from the Agency, good from Carson. Wasn't his wife the one Carson had something to do with right before changing sides? Jaz couldn't remember. But if that was the case, maybe they didn't like Carson. And if they didn't like Carson, then there was a good chance they wouldn't like her. But if Con had seemed positive then...

Bringing her thoughts back into focus, she looks at Nate for a moment, hoping she could trust him as much as she felt she could. "Um... I'll... I'll come with you to TJY." Standing, she runs a hand through her hair trying to think of all she might need. At least her tears were dry for now. She wouldn't make Nate stay here though - he had better things to do. "Just... give me a couple minutes to throw a bag together in case I don't get back here right away."

It really didn't take her much longer than those couple minutes to gather a couple sets of clothes and a few personal items, thrown into a backpack. After all, she didn't have that much to begin with. After slipping on a pair of flipflops and pulling her hair back into a low ponytail, she finds Nate again, backpack slung over her shoulder. "Okay... I'm ready, and... thank you. I really appreciate this." 

"The nice thing is, that it doesn't matter where we've been or how far off the path we've strayed. He's still there waiting - unmoving and unchanging. No matter what we've done, His love and forgiveness covers it. And despite what we may think, He always wants us to talk to Him, no matter what we're feeling, good or bad. For me... well, I guess I learned a while back that life was a whole lot easier when I let Him share my burdens, rather than trying to do it all myself. I could handle a lot - but not enough. He didn't mind that it took me so long to realize it, and He was more than willing to take me in and give me the peace I'd needed but fought for so many years." 

Hunter sits under the tree in the pasture, his eyes watching the clouds roll by. It felt like just yesterday he and Katie were sitting here... yet almost like a lifetime as well. Time was funny. In a way though, the way he was feeling, it almost did seem as though a lifetime had passed for him. The way he thought... the way he processed things... the way he felt deep inside.

Mick's words from the day before had come back to him. Hunter had been helping him fix the hay baler and conversation had somehow turned to God. It was one of the few times Hunter had been willing to discuss it and... Mick really had made a lot of sense. Whether or not he had though, there was an undeniable ache in the pit of Hunter's heart, and he knew good and well what it was from. He'd known all along - he'd just been unwilling to admit it. 

Squinting at the sunlight sky, he sighs deeply. He'd realized many things over the last few weeks. Things about himself. About why he did some of the things he did. About issues he'd avoided for so long. His parents - his father in particular. Kyle. His drinking. Having felt little love growing up and having been rejected as he was, it was no wonder he reacted the way he did to any rejection after that. It just... hadn't made sense until now. It was no wonder he'd overreacted with Kyle - with Alice and the whole Break Out incident. His wanderings all had to do with him running away from what he was really feeling. And his drinking... it was just a lousy habit of trying to numb what he'd thought were just surface feelings - when in reality it had been the deeper wounds he'd been trying to bury. 

It all made sense now. He'd just never thought through it before. He'd never taken the time to look at his hurt and figure out why it was there to begin with. And now that answers were falling into place... there was just one more piece missing. One more thing to do before true healing could begin. Before he could start letting go of the things he needed to.

"God... I know it's been a while..."

"So you dating him, or what?" Colt crunches on a potato chip, sitting with Ariel in the grass by the pasture fence as they ate lunch. 

Ariel shrugs and takes a sip from her water bottle. "Naw. I mean, we've gone out a few times, but that's it. Last I knew, he still hadn't decided if he was even staying or going back to Mexico - not exactly something I want to get involved with if he's just gonna take off." 

Colt quirks an eyebrow. "He's still staying with the Elite?" 

"Yeah. I don't think he likes it, so I don't know why he won't make up his mind. They've even offered to help him find his own place."

"Hmm. Sounds like he would rather go back home to me."

"I can't tell." Ariel finishes of her sandwich, chewing thoughtfully. "He's got an awfully thick wall. Every once in a while I see through it and get a glimmer of the guy inside, but then he's right back to hiding himself." 

"Maybe he has a lot to hide." 

Ariel smirks at her brother. "You still don't like him, do you?" 

"Well, first impressions do a lot." Colt recalls seeing Trey drunk at Ariel's place. "What I see is a spoiled guy with little self-control and who is taking advantage of his situation by living free until he can get his butt in gear and make up his mind for himself. Maybe if he had his mommy, he'd-" Colt stops short as he receives a whack over the head - a hard one. "Ouch!" 

Ariel scowls at him. "Must you be so doggone negative all the time?"

"I just call it as I see it." Colt rubs his head. "Maybe that was harsh, but you know I'm picky when it comes to guys who hit on my sister." 

Ariel can't help her grin. "And if I wasn't your sister?" 

Colt shrugs. "Then I'd say he's a guy who seems to have little direction, and I'd feel kinda bad for him."

"Hmm." Ariel is skeptical, but she accepts it. 

Colt munches on a couple more chips, squinting out across the pasture. He always enjoyed the days when his sister could join him at the stable... even if he might not admit it aloud. "Think he'd like to come to the church picnic?" 

"Don't know. I can ask though." Ariel gives him a sidelong glance, her grin returning. "You ol' softy, you." 

Colt's lips curl into a smile. "Just don't tell anybody. Might ruin my reputation."

Ariel scoffs. "Don't fool yourself - everybody knows you're a softy."

Remember

Being pulled into Jared just a little bit closer Grace can feel her own grip tighten slightly. She let the kiss continuing not minding it much. It had surprised her but she was not scared, even hearing about Jared's past. Maybe she had gotten to know a part of him no one else had seen, the part of Jared that even with his past was locked away, the soft side.

As the kiss comes to an end and Jared pulls away Grace opens her eyes and just lets the soft smile spread across her lips. He heart beating so much faster now that it already had started too. Leaning her head into his hand they were soft, caring and they made her feel....safe.

   "Mmmm..yes it will. I think it's one of the best new ones...and thank you Jared."

As Rick comes back and gives her the soft pat to her shoulder Misty lets out a sigh. Would things be ok and would they work out? She wasn't so sure about that or when things would be ok and normal again but she new she hated the continues pleading Carson was doing and hoped this now was the end of it.

   "Thanks Rick, sooner or late it has too."

So many things were happening and going on Misty didn't even know where to start. She was trying to do what was best for her and on the same hand everything hurt and reminded of her past she had with the man who was going to become her Ex. Misty still cared about him and the hardest thing was seeing him now regret his desition and knowing he really was just trying to protect her and the baby. Still that didn't make this whole thing ok and couldn't just sweep it under the carpet like nothing happened.

   "Thanks Con, just let me know and than we can set things up."

Nate new that he'd have to talk to Jamie and it was only right and that didn't bother him at all. After all they were married and bring a strange ex Agency woman into there home was a big deal. He was happy than Con was at least going to talk to her though and see if they could work something up.

   "Talk to ya again soon. Bye."

Hanging up the phone and putting it back in his pocket Nate goes from the living room back into the kitchen. Sitting down at the place setting next to Jaz she gives her a soft smile, he could be rough, and he didn't take his job lightly but when someone was in danger he didn't take that lightly either.

   "I talked to Con and he said he was going to have to talk to his Wife but as long as she was ok with it there would be no problem. So he's going to talk to her and get back to me soon."

Leaning back in the chair for a second Nate new he was going to have to get back to work soon but he hated leaving Jaz here by herself. Maybe she would come to TJY with him just to stay there till they new something more. Than she wouldn't have to be alone, but if he called Reese and told him where he was than he could stay here too and be on call.

   "Would you like to come back to TJY with me till we know more or do you want me to stay here with you?"

That Memory

Pleasantly surprised at Grace's willingness to accept and return the affection, Jared dares to deepen his kiss, while keeping it slow and gentle. And it felt like a small piece of Heaven. 

Moving his hand from her shoulder, he runs his fingers softly through her hair before sliding his palm down on her back and pulling her just a little closer.

Eventually drawing back with several more light kisses, Jared remains with his face only inches from hers his palm coming around to cradle her cheek. His heart was racing as for the first time since his depression, he felt alive. And a genuine smile forms. "That memory will definitely stick with me for a while," he whispers. "Thank you."
 

Even though Misty had said it before, her words still were just as painful as the first time. Still hanging on to the doorway, half for support and half as an effort against Rick wanting him to leave, Carson stares at Misty even when she looks away. And for the first time, he truly wished he didn't have a heart so that this wouldn't hurt so much.

"Come on, Carson." Rick gives him a shove, finally succeeding in getting him into the hall. "Get back into bed." 

Carson's shoulders drop, as does his gaze when he finally relents and trudges back to the spare room. Saying nothing, he remains silent as Rick changes the IV and hooks it up again. And when he's left alone, he turns onto his side with his back to the partially-open door. No one would see the tears escape and soak into his pillow, or see his face contorted in anguish as he withheld from crying aloud.

Rick wanders back into the infirmary, irritated, tired, and feeling sorry for Misty... and Carson a little bit too. Coming quietly over to Misty's desk, he offers her a pat on the shoulder. But what could he even say? "It'll be okay," he assures softly. He didn't know when or how, but he knew it would all work itself out eventually. 

Feeling his phone vibrating in his pocket, Con moves his sights from the computer to see who it was. He didn't usually get calls on his day off unless it was Jamie or work calling him back in. Hearing Nate's voice and what he wanted, he thinks for a few moments.

"I'll have to ask Jamie, but... I think we could work something out. If Jaz is an innocent victim in all this, I'd feel bad about leaving her to fend for herself. I'd suggest TJY but I'm not sure Reese wants to handle another live-in at the moment."

Leaning back in his chair, he nods more to himself than anything. "Let me talk it over with Jamie and call you back, but even if she says no, which I doubt, we'll help figure something else out."

Jaz sits quietly in the living room, half-listening to Nate's end of the conversation. He really did want to help? Even with all that had happened? People still hated Carson even after they'd found out the truth. She had expected t he same reaction for herself - if not worse. But Nate seemed to really care and... it gave her a glimmer of hope. It was small, but it was there. 

one, two, three

Misty is about to reply once again when Rick comes into the room. She was kind of grateful for it in a way. The only thing she would say to Carson was the same thing she had been and it was getting annoying to have to repeat it, and repeat it again.

As Rick trys to get Carson to go and he resists Misty gives a small jump and just looks at him. He was acting like he was ten and it shocked her never seeing him like this before. She really couldn't believe he was this despite and it made her even sadder. A few tears sprang into her own eyes...to see him so down it did hurt but she couldn't change her mind.

   "I already made my desition and told you to leave before Rick got here. I have you one chance many years ago, than two, than three. You need to let go, move on and give me my space. I'm done Carson."

It hurt to say those words but she new they needed to be said. Carson needed to understand that he needed to stop begging because doing that wouldn't change her mind. Flicking away some of he tears Misty looks down at her paper work again trying to start once more.

Just letting Jaz cry and sniffle it didn't bother Nate to much. If she needed to let it out than she did. He understood she was going through a lot and it was not easy so letting her emotions out so they didn't eat away at her was a good thing.

   "I know some people they you wouldn't have to worry about putting in danger. Con is built like a brick house and Jamie has been through a lot and can handle much. Just give me a few minutes to call them and see what I can do."

Letting his hand fall from Jaz's shoulder Nate takes a few steps back before leaving the kitchen and going to the living room. Pulling out his phone he dials Con's number waiting till he hurt his voice.

   "Hey Tank, I was calling because I wanted to asked a question. I have Jaz here and she needs a place safe to stay. Yeah, No she's not involved with the Agency and staying where she is, is not safe for her. Do you think she could stay there for a little while?"

Continuing to look Jared in the eyes and searching them Grace could feel her heart beat even more. She wondered if Jared would be able to hear it himself. As he leans in and teasingly kiss her lips Grace can't help but smile a little bit before returning again for another kiss. Letting her lips press against his. taking in the emotions and the feelings. Grace's hand slips from his cheek to the back of Jared's head as she lets the kiss deepen a little but remain soft as well. 

Please?

"Aw, Misty, come on!" Carson ignores her request for him to leave, and comes several steps closer to her desk.

"I did trust you! Don't you understand? It was the Agency I didn't trust - not you, or anybody else around here. I stopped myself from telling you what was going on, not because I didn't trust you with the information, but because I knew that no matter how good an actor anybody else was, the Agency would find out."

Desperation floods Carson's eyes as his tone softens again. "How can you condemn me for wanting to keep you alive? For doing this for your safety... for the baby's safety. That's the only reason I did any of this... because I love you so much that I can't bear the thought of having someone hurt you. I-"

"Carson, what in blazes are you doing?" Rick tosses his clipboard onto the counter and frowns at the scene - unhappy that Carson was visibly upsetting Misty, and annoyed that he was out of the other room.

Carson turns to scowl at him. "I'm talking to my wife," he responds coolly. "Is that a crime?"

"No, but it's pretty close at this point." Rick comes over to him and points to the door. "Back to your room."

"I want to be released."

"Well, sorry. I won't do that yet."

"You can't make me stay."

Rick rolls his eyes. "You couldn't take on a five-year-old in your condition. Let's not make a scene, shall we?"

Carson looks back to Misty. "Please," he begs. "Just give me a chance."

Rick grabs his arm and forces him to turn around, giving him a shove towards the door.

Carson stumbles but catches himself, refusing to give up. "All I want is a chance, Misty... to show you I-"

"Out!" Rick orders, grabbing his arm again but this time not letting go, and manhandling him towards the door.

Carson resists, but has no strength with which to fight, and is unable to match Rick's power. Dragged to the hall, he latches on to the doorframe, clinging to it as he looks back at Misty again. "One chance," he pleads. "That's all I ask... please?"

Rick has about had enough, and struggles to tear Carson loose from the door.

"Stop it!" Carson barks. "Quit dictating her options and give her a chance to answer me!" 

Rick pauses the fight to glance back in at Misty. He'd respect this one wish and let her decide the fate of this encounter. Locking eyes with her while his hands remain on Carson, he waits for her word to either let Carson stay or take him away.

Feeling Nate's hand on her shoulder, Jaz looks up quickly with her tear-filled eyes. He was so kind... she could feel it. His simple touch meant so much right now, that it helps to soothe her a little - enough to slow the tears for now.

Swallowing hard, she shakes her head. "I don't have any friends around here. I don't know anybody at all. Just Carson."

Reaching for another tissue, she blows her nose and dabs her eyes. "I... I bring danger to anybody though." Looking up at Nate again, she doesn't even realize how obvious it is that she wants to accept his offer to find someone for her to stay with. "But if... if you know somebody, I... I'd think about it."

Jared's pulse quickens as Grace brings her hand to his face. Her touch was so soft and light, it sent shivers down his spine. Leaning into her palm just a little his eyes don't leave hers. Her touch... her glance to his lips... he knew he had her permission. 

Still holding her other hand to his chest, he moves in closer, ever so slowly. His lips brush lightly against hers a couple times in a slight tease, testing to make sure she wasn't going to pull away. Once sure she wasn't, he presses his lips to hers more firmly as his free hand slides up her arm to gently rub her shoulder.

It was

Looking into Jared's eyes Grace searches them for a long moment. Memories were good and making new ones....Grace could feel her cheeks turn slightly red. He was enjoying the memories they were making. 

Feeling him lean in a little closer to her Grace could feel her heart start to beat harder. She hadn't expected this, Jared was good looking for sure, but falling for his this fast, wanting to get closer, and consider kissing him..that was not something she had expected. But found the beat of her heart she wasn't saying no.

   "I'm enjoying the new memories too...and the time spent with you."

Returning the squeeze to his hand  Grace looks down at his lips for a second and than looks back up at him. Bringing her other hand to the side of his face she lets her thumb run over his cheek feeling his soft skin under her hand.

As Carson steps closer Misty bristles a little bit. Hearing Carson's words it ripped Misty's heart just a little bit more and caused more pain. His words cut like a knife, and his eyes, the sorrow in them did just the same.

Hearing his words Misty shakes her head. So many things ran through her mind at this moment and didn't rest on one. Her words...she wasn't sure if her words would match or not. A small flicker flashed in her eyes she was not happy this conversation was taking place again when she told Carson no.

   "Our marriage was important to me as well and if you though so too than you wouldn't have lied. You would have trusted me Carson and the people around us. You should of thought about needing you before all this happened because I needed you too, but not its to late."

Sitting down at her desk again Misty does her best to not let tears spring into her eyes though some do slip out. She hated feeling like this and every time Carson insisted on coming back around it just dug a little deeper.

   "Please leave now unless you need medical help."

Stepping inside and following Jaz a little bit Nate cocks his head watching her. He could see how much she was hurt and it pained him. To watch someone go through something like this and to know they were alone it was hard. No one should have to face these trials like this, and No one should have to live like this but the agency had done it.

   "I'm very sorry, I can't even imagine how it feels even in the slightest bit."

Nate had people he loved and loved him, he had family and friends so to imagine how Jaz felt was imposable. Moving forward a little bit Nate lays a soft hand on Jaz's shoulder. It wasn't much but it was a little comfort he could show her, the most he was comfortable with and at least it was something.

   " Do you have anyone you could stay with? Or if I can find you good safe people to live with just till you get on your feet would you? Than you don't have to be alone or here anymore. I dont feel so comfortable knowing your alone here myself."

New Ones

Alec gives Ryan a crooked grin, a bit of life sparking in his eyes. "I don't try to look good for just anybody, ya know..." Returning the wave, he knew that she had to go, and their time was over. And for a few moments, he just stands, watching the door even after she'd gone. 

Finishing the last couple swallows of coffee, Alec tosses the cup in a trash can before heading back outside. Standing under the small overhang, he sighs as he looks at the rain. It had let up a little bit at least. Looking down the road, Ryan's car was long gone. Had he cut her lunch break short? He wondered. 

Finally starting forward, his mind doesn't let him let go of the brief conversation with Ryan. It had felt really good just to have a light chat with her. But in all reality... he did mean what he'd said... She really had ended up with the better man. Tal wasn't the type to lie, cheat on her or beat up somebody she loved. He respected her and treated her right. And Alec... comparatively speaking, he was a real jerk. Ryan was definitely better off with Tal. 

And the ache in Alec's heart returns. 

Jared wasn't sure if it was Grace's words or her touch that made his heart beat faster, and he wondered if she could feel it under her palm. His eyes drift down for a moment before coming back up and locking with her gaze. Reaching up, he covers her hand with his own, just letting his palm rest against her fingers while his thumb runs along hers.

"I guess I do have some good memories to hold," he replies softly. "But I'm kinda enjoying making new ones too..." 

Leaning a little closer towards her, his face pauses just inches from hers, close enough to feel her breath on his cheek. His hand grips hers a little tighter as he searches her eyes for signs of what she did or didn't want from him. 

Carson bites his lip at Misty's tone, his shoulders dropping just a little more. He hadn't really expected much but maybe he still had some lingering hope - that was quickly being destroyed. 

Taking a step inside the room, he stops as Misty mentions him bleeding, and he looks down quickly to discover she was right. He hadn't even noticed. "Sorry." Sucking on the top of his hand to get rid of the excess blood, he then uses his other palm to put pressure on it so it would stop bleeding.

Daring a few more steps he shakes his head slowly. "I don't need anything... Just wanted Rick to release me was all." Studying Misty, he comes just a little closer. Oh how he longed for just one kind word... one soft glance. But her eyes were as cold as steel. 

"No... I take that back... I do need something." His eyes continue hunting for any sign of warmth. "I need you." His voice is quiet... defeated. "I've been living a nightmare without you, Misty. And I've worked so hard to keep you safe... I don't understand why you won't even talk to me." Tears spring into his eyes, making them sting. "Our marriage is important enough for me to fight for it... I thought it was to you too." 

Jaz blinks, genuinely surprised at Nate's stated purpose for being here. "Um... yeah... come in, please." She opens the door wider so he can enter, before she shuts and locks it once more. 

Looking up at him, she studies his face for a moment. He really meant it... he really had come back just to check on her. And today, when she was feeling most low, it struck a chord down deep. 

"Thank you for coming, but... I'm not okay." Wrapping her arms around herself, she walks into the living room to sit on the edge of the couch. Her eyes stare down at the coffee table. "This whole thing... from the beginning... it's been one nightmare after another. I told myself years ago that the Agency wouldn't break me but this... I don't know how much longer I can hold on." 

Her voice begins to waver and a new tear trickles down her face. "They took my house... killed my dog... forced me to come here. All this time, I've been so alone. Carson's been here, but..." She pauses to swallow as several more tears fall. "...but he's so wrapped up in his own world that... that I don't even matter. All I wanted was a hug..." Her voice cracks and she keeps her eyes on the table. She felt silly for spilling everything to Nate, yet she just couldn't hold it in any longer and he was an easy target. "I know his reasons for not wanting to touch me. I understand and I respect him but... but to have been so close to a man at one point and now receive no warmth at all, it... it's just hard."

Bending over, her shoulders shake as the tears come in earnest now. "And now it's all fallen apart and I don't know what to do. I don't like it here. I hate being alone and... and I'm so scared..."