Proud

Thinking for a moment and consternating on his game again it the wheels in Alec's head turned. Pete didn't want him caged, it was strange to think someone saw him like that, a little more than just a trouble maker.

"Well as long as the top dog doesn't skin us both."

Pausing the game again and looking at Pete Trey cocks his head a little but just to look up at him for a long moment. He liked to bend and break the rules, maybe thats why they seemed to get along, they both clicked.

"I guess it is silly of me to ask why you'd want to get into trouble when I do it all the time too huh? Alright I guess I am on for tomorrow night again. Free beer, and maybe with some luck that pretty girl will be there again right?"

Giving Pete a little wink he looks back to his game again drawing his attachen there again a grin draw across his lips. Tonight was going to be a boring one but with any luck and a few hours of bugging Hal to go outside he hoped it would pass quickly.

Hearing someone slowly approaching the smile on Faith's lips grows. Just by the sound of his footsteps she new it was Sparky. Leaning her head on his shoulder for a moment she gives a content sigh before looking up at him again.

"Yes, just the most amazing man I ever met. Good Morning Tyler."

Tilting her head a little she leans in to place a soft kiss on his lips before pulling away a little. The colors from the rising sun stretching across the sky, and across her face as well. Reflecting in her eyes causing them to dance, and sparkle.

Pasing the floor Libby couldn't help it. Ty had been in with the Dr for a long time and the longer they waited the more nervous she got. She hopped everything was ok with Ty, and once in a while giving glances to Rick and being reassured with nods she tried to keep her hopes up.

Looking up and seeing Ty finally emerge from the back Libby stops moving back and forth just watching him. Seeing his up and moving that was good, not that what he went through was going to be dangerous but she couldn't help the worry anyways.

Leting Rick talk to Ty first Libby moves a little closer to him. Hearing what was wrong and that it might of been what Rick had guess it excited Libby a little bit, to know everything was going to be ok and with a little help Ty would be just find at reading and she hoped it would help his confidence.

Finally when they were finished talking Libby steps closer again slipping her hand into Ty's her smile wide on her own lips. As her eyes sparkle.

"I'm so proud of you Ty, so many new things are going to be opened up for you. I better watch myself now, you might not need me to help you quite as much."

Looking over the print outs another two times Misty just can't believe what she is reading. This was almost impossible, though she new really it wasn't. Going to her desk and setting the paper down and pulling out her phone she new it was Rick she needed to call next. Dialing the number and waiting till his voice mail picked up.

"Rick, It's Misty...I got all the tests back on Jason and Trey. If I read them right and I don't know how I couldn't..they say they are...brothers. Twins to be more like it. I need you to call me as soon as you can. Thanks Rick."

Early

Pete steps a little farther into the room and leans back against the wall. He tilts his head and grins, shrugging. "Ah well, you know... the boss man gets pretty steamed about a lot of things. Doesn't really bother me."

Pausing, he studies Trey for a moment. "You're the guy who likes trouble and you're asking me why I would want to get into some?" He grins again. "Don't think too much, your brain might implode. Just chock it up to me figuring a guy like you could use the fresh air. I don't like caged animals either." He shrugs once more. "Reese will cool off anyway - he's the kind of guy that gets hot then cools off quick... especially if it's with an agent he likes." Pete winks, indicating that he was one of those agents.

"So is that a yes about tomorrow night?"


Rick paces the large waiting area at the test center, though isn't nervous. He'd been sitting with Libby for quite a while, waiting for Ty who had been with the doctor. Rick's eyes roam the large paintings, studying them for the umpteenth time before wandering over to a display of color charts, pamphlets about Irlen's syndrome and more.

Yawning, he returns to the plush couch next to Libby and he glances over to her. "Exciting day," he teases. In reality, it was a bit boring, no matter how great a reason they had for being there. Not to mention, Rick's mind was still partially back at TJY, wondering about the tests Misty was doing.

Catching movement with the corner of his eye, he looks up to see Ty coming towards them. Smiling, he stands up. "Hey... you're still alive, I see."

Ty grins and nods, hooking his thumbs in his jeans pockets. "Yeah, apparently."

"So..." Rick looks at him with question. "What did the find doctor have to say?"

"I've got Irlen's," Ty confirms. Even though there was hesitance in his eyes when he looked to Libby, there was a new element of relief as well. "Guess I'm a medium case - not the worst, but bad enough it messes with me."

Rick nods, very glad to know that they had finally figured out what was going on, and so glad that it was something like this, rather than a learning disorder which could have no remedy. "What's your color?"

"Kinda a burnt red."

Rick grins. "At least it wasn't pick or purple."

Ty laughs and nods. "Yeah, that was a relief. Wouldn't want to walk around with pink glasses. Might do damage to my reputation."

"So what did they recommend?"

"Um, glasses. They know what I need so... they said with any luck they could have them ready by tomorrow afternoon. Already picked out frames. They'll give me an overlay too for reading stuff or whatever if I don't have my glasses on."

"Well that's fantastic, Ty." Rick pats his shoulder. "Good for you. This is great news."

Ty's cheeks grow a little warm, but he still smiles, his eyes roaming back to Libby. "I guess I've got the two of you to thank for this. I... I wouldn't have come otherwise."


Sparky yawns and trudges down the bunkhouse steps. Even though his body had not wanted to roll out of bed this early, his mind hadn't let him sleep any longer. He had too many thoughts running through his mind to leave him be. Maybe a cup of coffee would do the trick in a while and he could perk up for the day.

Tucking his hands in his denim jacket pockets, he heads towards the barn, yawning again as his boots crunch on the gravel. Reaching the door, he's just ready to open it when he realizes that someone is standing out by one of the pasture fences. He squints out from under his hat, finding it difficult to focus in this gray light right before the sunrise. Realizing who it is, a small smile creases his lips and he leaves the barn be for now. He was early anyway.

Ambling across the driveway then the grass, he approaches Faith slowly, coming up beside her to lean on the fence. "You're up awfully early," he greets quietly. He has no control over his lips as they curl into another smile. "Waiting for someone?"

Sunrise

Looking up from the game he was playing on his PS3 Trey lifts an eyebrow hearing Pete's voice and the hushed tone. Pausing the game he wondered if he heard Pete right, he wanted to take him to another party even after getting in trouble yesterday?

"Yeah, I'd love to get out again but wont you get in trouble by the boss man up top? He seemed pretty steamed about yesterday."

Turning his attachen back to the video game he was playing and he unpauses the game for a moment and starts to move his fingers on the controller just drawing silent for a long moment. Continuing to watch the TV he talks again to Pete.

"Why would you want to take me out again when you know you would be in trouble?"

Leaning on the fence that overlooked the pasture to the north Faith took in a deep breath of air. Though she was still weak and she walked with a cane for now, it was amazing she could walk at all. Her strength was slowly coming back to her each day and Angel was impressed with how well she recovered. Soon she'd be as good as new, and it was something she looked forward to. Being able to ride with Sparky again was something she truly looked forward too.

Watching as the sun would soon rise a smile spreads across her lips just thinking about him. He'd been so good to her since she had come here, and as she was recovering. Never minding helping her, and be there for her. He was truly a gift and she loved every moment spent with him.

She was up early this morning, knowing the sun would rise, and he would be working in the barn soon. Maybe she would catch him before he want to work, and they could watch the sun together.

Getting into the office and siting down at her desk Misty looks over a few folders before looking up at the blinking computer. Her tests from last night were done, and could be checked now. Standing and moving over to the other computer she rubs her eyes for a moment before flipping the monitor on and looking everything open.

Giving it a once over and looking away Misty quickly looks back again realizing what she had seen. Much of the DNA strings matched in both blood, only a few things were off but not enough to matter. But the only way for this to happen was if Jason and Trey were brother?

Moving quickly Misty pulls out a few more test pallets and gets to work completely forgetting about everything else for now. She wanted to run a few more test just to make sure this was correct before calling Rick. How could this happen, and to have Trey show up here of all place was a little to strange for her.

Out again

"Is she gonna be okay?"

Justin glances to the passenger seat at Scott as they drive back to Brookshire. "I don't know, Scott."

Scott rests his head against the window, utterly exhausted from the events of the day and even more emotionally distraught. He didn't have much else to say... what was there? Hope might very well die... he might very well have spoken to her for the last time. And now all that could be done was wait - the worst kind of torture.

Justin sighs and reaches for his phone, flipping it open and dialing. "Jenny... yeah, it's Justin. Listen, tell Linda that her car's at Franklin Hospital and try to get her not to press any kind of charges, will you? Naw, it's all fine. Tell Doctor Hawks I'm bringing Scott back now okay? Oh, and if Linda wants a ride back here for the car, I can bring her after I get there. Yeah... I know you can convince her not to be too angry." He smiles. "Thanks, Jenny. Bye."


Pete pokes his head around the partially opened door and scans the room for Trey. "Hey..." He grins and raps a knuckle on the door before putting a finger to his lips. "Shh... tomorrow night... wanna go out again?" He was busy with Nikki tonight, but tomorrow it was back to the lake. "Same bunch - lake again. Normally don't do it this often but somebody convinced 'em to. My passenger seat is empty if you wanna come again."


Seeing Axel come through the door, Quinn sighs. He'd had a small hope that he'd deal with a different mechanic today. No such luck. After hearing no word about his car, he'd remained at the hotel until he was bored out of his mind, then had finally called a taxi. Now at the shop, he'd inquired about his car and of course, it was Axel that had appeared. Leaning on the customer counter, his fingers fidget with a pen. "So what's the damage?"

"Don't know."

Quinn quirks an eyebrow. It was early afternoon... they'd had the rest of the day yesterday and half the day today and still nothing? "You're kidding."

"Nope." Axel wanders a little closer, crossing his arms. "As far as all eyes and computers are concerned... there's no reason for your car not to start."

"Well, there has to be a reason. Do I have to take it somewhere else?"

"You can if you want." Axel shrugs. "I don't care. But I have to say that I'm not convinced anyone else will find anything wrong either."

Quinn shifts his weight from one foot to the other, studying his brother's eyes. He wonders if Axel had visited the same reasoning as he had. "So... it's a phantom problem or what? Engine won't start. There has to be a reason."

"I said as far as eyes and computers were concerned," Axel repeats. "I didn't say there wasn't a reason at all."

"So what's the reason?"

Axel hesitates. It seemed too far-fetched. It seemed crazy, illogical and he could only imagine what the others would think. He opens his mouth but closes it again, trying to find the best way to say it, and not even sure if he had the guts.

Quinn's fingers tighten around the pen as he stares at his brother. He could feel his stomach take an odd turn and his jaw tenses. "You think it's God, don't you?"

Axel swallows hard. "There's been an awful lot of coincidences in two day's time."

"For what purpose would He keep me here?"

"Reconciliation?" Even that seemed far-fetched and Axel could feel his pulse quicken.

Quinn wasn't sure he was ready for that one. He sets down the pen and finally lowers his gaze, turning to pace the waiting area. "That takes two willing parties," he counters.

"And you're not one of them?"

"I thought you weren't."

Axel's mouth turns up in a wry but sad grin. "Yeah... I'm not sure either of us is willing. You think I betrayed you, and I think you abandoned me. Both of us have solid ground to stand on with our perspectives and we're both stubborn enough not to be moved."

Quinn faces him again and stands still. "I suppose so that means we're just gonna have to wait out God."

"At least we probably won't get swallowed by a big fish."

Quinn almost smiles, thinking about them versus Jonah. "I haven't received a direct command, have you?"

"Naw..." Axel shrugs. "But then... sometimes I have trouble hearing the still quiet voice, so I might have missed it."

Quinn had always wondered if Axel still held a faith. It was hard to believe a man convicted and sent to prison would have remained a believer...if he'd been guilty. But it was pretty obvious that Axel wasn't just making these things up - he meant them... And they also struck Quinn down deep. "Me too."

Sighing, Axel looks up at the clock on the wall. "I know you have to leave town. We could always try having a decent conversation and see if that works."

"You mean for my car?"

It sounded ridiculous, but Axel shrugs again. "Why not? If it doesn't work, all we did was waist a little bit of time and you can take your car somewhere else."

"And you?"

"I won't make you stay."

Quinn shifts uncomfortably, weighing his options. Did he want to work things out with his brother? His mind wanders to the conversations with Anastasia... to the conversations with his own conscience... to his desperate prayers. His inner being knew what was right. His inner being knew that remaining as they were was not right. Yet his humanness fought against these things. He wanted to hold onto his grudge. He wanted to remember the past. But... what was the harm in a few minutes of time with Axel? What did he really have to lose? "Okay."

Axel couldn't help it that his eyebrows rise. He was very surprised, but tries to maintain composure. "How about my place?"

"Well, obviously, I don't have a ride."

Axel points to the ceiling. "Won't need one. I... live above the garage..."


...Quinn's eyes roam the apartment, taking notice of everything, even the little details like the color of throw pillows on the couch. It seemed to be clean and neat - that fit Axel's personality as far as he could remember. Nothing seemed too out of the ordinary, and Quinn wasn't surprised to see a fishbowl with fish over in one corner. "Nice."

"Thank you." Axel opens his refrigerator, glancing inside. "Jess and I finished up the orange juice this morning... but I still got some pepsi, milk and water. Want anything?"

Quinn bypasses the question. "She live with you?"

Axel straightens and lets the fridge door fall shut. His gaze is a cold one for seeing that Quinn actually felt the need to ask. "No." He cocks his head. "I've actually managed to live with integrity, despite my reputation. It's called purity. What about you?"

Quinn's jaw tightens, but he supposes that he'd deserved that. It hadn't been any of his business whether Axel's girlfriend lived here, spent the nights here, or did nothing of the sort. However, it was now obvious that Axel was living with a clean slate. "I'd like to think I saved myself for someone special."

"Where is she?"

"In a fairytale somewhere."

Axel searches his brother's face, his initial irritation subsiding. There was something mellow in Quinn's tone... sadness? Nostalgia? Either way, it appeared he didn't have a girl at the moment. Interesting. "You want something to drink or not?"

"No... thanks."

Axel sighs and turns to the living room, offering Quinn a seat. He takes the chair while Quinn takes the end of the couch, and for several minutes, there is only silence. Axel clears his throat awkwardly, feeling the need to be the first to speak again, but what to talk about, he really didn't know. Discussing the past seemed a task neither of them could handle. "I saw a guitar case in your car," he muses. "Looked like an acoustic."

"Mm-hmm."

"What kind?"

"Taylor."

Axel quirks an eyebrow. "Nice."

"You still play?"

"Once in a while." Axel rubs his hand. "I fill in for someone every now and then."

Quinn couldn't help it that his curiosity was piqued. "For who?"

"Ever heard of Cryptic?"

Quinn had, actually. It wasn't a huge name, but he'd heard it a few times and even caught a song or two on the radio a once or twice. Was Axel actually connected to them? "Yeah...?"

"I run sound. Backup vocals... fill in drums or guitar once in a while if needed."

Quinn blinks. He'd had no idea that Axel had kept up with music at all, let alone with a real band. "Impressive."

"Not really." Axel shrugs. "You?"

"I do my own stuff." Quinn doesn't try to make it sound great - it really wasn't. "Nothing incredible. Small gigs."

"On your way to a gig now?"

"Kind of. Just... heading west. Pick up interest where I go. One day I'll hit the right town."

"Oh." Axel cringes inwardly at the new awkward silence. He hated it. Maybe they should just quit beating around the bush, whether it was most comfortable or not. "I'm sorry you had to run into me," he finally states. "I know you didn't plan it."

"You're telling me." Quinn scoffs. "I guess I figured I'd never see you again."

"And... you would have preferred that?"

"Yeah." Quinn wasn't going to lie. His eyes meet Axel's head-on. "Never thought it was worth it to try and see you."

"Because I was guilty?"

"Yep."

Axel nods slowly, then bends forward to rest his elbows on his knees and stare at the floor. He'd determined not to beg, not to defend, not to try and convince. But... if he didn't try one more time, would he not always wonder? "I wasn't guilty, Quinn." His voice has quieted. "I was innocent."

"Proof?"

"There is none."

"So you still expect me to just blindly believe you."

Axel looks up once more. "What's blind about believing in someone's proven character?"

"So because you were a good guy, I'm supposed to believe you could do no wrong."

"We all make bad choices," Axel reasons. "But rape? Me? I've never understood how you could believe it, even through all the accusations."

Quinn didn't know either. "There was proof. Evidence."

"And it's impossible for there to be liars in the system or tampered evidence, right?"

Quinn swallows hard, beginning to feel more uncomfortable. Searching his brother's eyes, he isn't even sure if he wants the truth. If he were right all these years, then he was staring at someone who didn't deserve to live. If he had been wrong, then he had a terrible guilt. "Did you do it?"

Axel stares back at him bravely. And for the first time, he could respond with confidence. No more questioning himself. No more questioning his innocence. "No."

The truth in his tone was undeniable. Even to Quinn. He looks down then back up again, not even sure what to say now or how to react. The air is still thick, the tension still high, both men shift uneasily. And both at the same time decide to stand and pace. Almost running into each other, Axel sits back down and allows Quinn the floor.

Quinn wanders over to the window and looks out, sighing deeply. "What now, AJ?"

Axel looks up quickly, not having heard that in years. "I guess we..." He hesitates, not knowing the answer. "I don't know. What do you want?"

Quinn shrugs lamely, still looking out the window. "I don't know. I thought I wanted to see you pay or something. Or just be able to reject you out of spite."

"And... and now?"

"I just want this whole thing to end."

Axel leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "Me too."

Leave

Receiving the goodbye kiss from Scott Hope didn't want to say good night but she new it had to be. Would Scott be back? She didn't think he would. Not because he didn't want to but because he probably shouldn't have left to start with and to do it again might cause him never to get out.

Giving a smile and a slight nod as Scott leaves Hope leans her head back again and closing her eyes. The room was quiet other than the sound of the different equipment hooked up to her. Feeling so tired Hope closes her eyes and finally drifts off to sleep again not being able to stay awake anymore.

Sitting, waiting, standing and pacing Sapphire waits, and waits a little longer. Every passing moment was like an eternity. Not knowing what was going on with Gage was the worst, and it made her worry even more.

Finally seeing the Dr come out to her Sapphire stands her heart thumping in her chest. It felt so loud to her she thought it might jump right out of her chest. Just listing Her heart dosnt slow as she hears what is wrong. Lack of sleep...he was taking something to stay awake? Feeling this was a little bit her falt Sapphire wraps her arms around herself.

"Yes I'd like to see him, thank you Dr."

Heading down the hall Sapphire follows the directions and gets to Gage's room. Entering and seeing everything hooked up to him a sick feeling hit her stomach. Pulling a chair over to the bed Sapphire slips her hand into his. It felt so close, he looked so small and tired in the bed.

"Oh Gage, you didn't have to stay awake for me. Please don't leave me now..your the only thing good in my life."

Bringing his hand to her lips she gives it a kiss saying a silent prayer in her head. She'd never met someone she felt so strongly about before and now to have him she didn't want to have to say good bye. She felt complete with him in her life.

Ready

Hearing the nurse, Scott doesn't move yet. He knew Justin was waiting on him as well, but it didn't make it any easier.

Finally, he lifts his head and gives Hope's hand another squeeze. "I love you too," he whispers. He probably wouldn't be back - he knew that. He'd already broken a whole list of rules and would be lucky if Brookshire didn't lock him up. It wasn't as easy as just packing up and leaving from a place like that... once in the system, there were channels, and he'd completely overstepped his bounds on this one. Justin might help him, but even so, it wouldn't be easy, and... there was a chance that Hope wouldn't survive either. Even though he didn't want to acknowledge it, it was still a fact.

Leaning down, Scott gives Hope's lips a tender kiss. He couldn't say goodbye, so he would just leave it as it was. Slowly backing away from the bed, his fingers slip from hers. He glances at the nurse before his eyes fall to the floor and he trudges out of the room.

Justin spots him and approaches slowly. "You ready?"

"Does it matter?"

"Yeah."

Scott looks up to see his face. "I'm ready."


Left stranded in the hall, Alec stares after Sapphire as she follows the medics. He shrugs lamely. "Okay then," he says to the empty hall. Turning around, he goes back to his apartment, only to reemerge with his keys and jacket.


The ride to the hospital is a swift one and the medical team does what it can, though Gage's eyes do not open. Once to the hospital, they take him to the ER but force Sapphire to wait outside while the doctors are summoned.

It's at least an hour later before a doctor finds Sapphire in the waiting room. "Hi, Miss... Johnson?" He smiles kindly. "I want you to know that Gage is stable and we have him in his own room now." He glances at his clipboard and sighs. "Unfortunately, we don't know long he's going to be asleep. Apparently, he's been taking a drug that is usually used to keep an individual alert, however, it's often misused as an upper and often results in an overdose. However, I think in Gage's case, it isn't that he took too much at once, but I believe his body is severely sleep deprived."

The doctor cocks his head. "You see, eventually if a body doesn't get enough sleep, it will simply shut down. Though I'm unsure, my guess would be that Gage was keeping himself awake for so long that it finally caught up with him."

He purses his lips grimly. "Though he is stable right now, he has entered into a coma. It could last only a few hours or a few days, or... well, my guess would be a few days." He doesn't voice that it could be indefinite. "Right now, the best thing is to simply let his body sleep and slowly recover. We're monitoring him closely." He gestures to the nearby hall. "Feel free to see him if you like."

Very Much

Once the ambulance gets to the apartment and it fills with everyone Sapphire is forced to step aside. Trying to pay attachen to what they were saying and what was going on her mind reeled. How did this happen? Why did this happen? Gage overdosed? On what? Gage wouldn't do that...would he?

Following behind everyone as they carried Gage out Sapphire walked close. She was going to ride to the hosp with Gage in the back. She didn't care if she didn't have her car. Just being with Gage and knowing what was wrong was important to her. Stopping at the sound of Alec's voice Sapphire stops and turns. Her eyes were full of worry.

"I don't know. I came over for dinner with Gage and he wouldn't want up. He's sick from the sound of it but they wont tell me anything else. I am heading to the hospital now with them."

Wanting to talk to Alec more about the matter Sapphire new she could not. She needed to keep following so they didn't leave with out her. She wanted to be there knowing Gage had no one else.

"Sorry Alec, I'll talk to you a little later."

Hearing Scott's words it lifts a little bit of a weight off her shoulders. Though Scott didn't say it in a way he did forgive her.

"Thank you Scott."

Leaning her head back again and closes her eyes Hope keeps her fingers grasping Scott. She didn't want to let him go even if she new she would have too.

"I won't let go...not yet..I'll try my hardest to keep my light glowing for you."

Entering the room a tall thin nurse looks in on them for a moment and held a soft look on her face seeing Scott and Hope so close. She hated to break them up, but she had too.

"I'm sorry Hun, Hope needs her rest now. Tomorrow if you like you can come back."

Opening her eyes again and looking up at the nurse before looking to Scott again Hope smiled the best she could. For Scott she didn't want him to worry any more than he already would be. She'd try to fight this as much as she could.

"I love you Scott very very much."

My light

Receiving Sapphire's call, Susanne's eyes widen. She opens her mouth but doesn't even have time to respond before Sapphire hangs up. Still a bit shocked, Susanne tries to locate Reese. He would definitely want to know about this. Whether or not Gage was out on his own, the Elite still had a certain amount of responsibility for the young man and Reese still looked after him, whether Gage knew it or not.


A familiar voice seems to echo in the darkness like someone calling through a thick fog. Gage reaches out to it, wanting to draw near, almost feeling something like comfort. But no matter how many steps he takes, he doesn't seem to come any closer. The voice was still far away and he was so tired... so tired of trying to reach it. Unmoving, he remains quiet and still.


The sounds of a siren wail through the air as the ambulance races across town. Getting through traffic, it finally arrives at the apartment building, several EMTs getting out and retrieving a stretcher before heading up the three flights of stairs.

Getting to Gage's apartment and being let inside, they make sure they understand everything correctly from Sapphire while checking on Gage, feeling his pulse and looking at his eyes. Speaking amongst themselves, they make quick work of getting Gage onto the stretcher. Words like "overdose" and "malnutrition" seem to be threaded into their initial theories, but they don't express anything to Sapphire directly. Once out in the hall, they head carefully down the stairs.


Hearing all the ruckus, Alec looks out his window, disinterested in the ambulance until he hears them on his floor. Cracking his door, he looks out, now very surprised to see them at Gage's place, then even more so when he sees it's Gage they've come for.

Seeing Sapphire behind the medical team, he slips out into the hall, getting her attention with a touch to the shoulder. "Sapphire? What's going on? What's wrong with Gage?"


Scott doesn't move, but sighs deeply as Hope touches his face. It had been a long time since he'd felt that, and it did feel so good, like some kind of long lost friend. Her plea for forgiveness forces his eyes to meet hers, and for a moment, it seems time slows. His gaze might seem empty to some, with one eye so gray and lifeless... but the other was a window into the very depths of his being, to someone who knew how to read him.

His mind works through her question. Forgiveness was a choice, regardless of any emotions. Deep down, he could still feel the bitter pangs of betrayal. But they weren't as prominent now... not as easily felt, and less likely to surface. Yes, they were still there, but... he could no longer hold her decisions against her.

"You made the right choice," he assures quietly. He closes his eyes, imagining for a moment that they were somewhere other than this dreaded hospital room. "I belonged there... I still do... for a while longer."

After a moment, he opens his eyes again, his voice still soft. "There's nothing to forgive. You have... been my light. Even when... when I locked you out." A new tear rolls down his cheek to land on her hand. "Just hang on... and don't let... don't let that light go out."

911

Closing her eyes again for a moment as Scott leans his head down on Hope's hand she could feel a few of her own tears room from her eyes and down her cheeks. How did things get so messed up so fast? It was hard to think past this point and to what might really come of this all.

"Scott, thank you...for coming."

Opening her eyes again and bring a hand to the side of his face Hope just runs her thumb over his cheek. She felt so tired, but she wasn't ready to go back to sleep not yet. She'd hold on and she'd try to fight this because she had promised it to Scott but how long could she really hold on she didn't know. There was something on her mind she had to say. Tilting her head a little bit to be able to see into Scott's eyes Hope's held the reflection that her words she spoke were the truth and she meant it.

"I'm sorry I for...forced you to go to Brookshire when you didn't want too. Will you forgive me?"

Sitting on the cot in his so called room Trey is slouched over as he listens to Reese yell at Pete out in the other room. He new someone was going to get into trouble because he was out late but he thought for sure it would be been himself.

Every word he hears Reese yell at Pete his fists clench more, and he cringes inside. He wished Reese would just yell at him and not Pete. He'd just been trying to be a friend and help him get out and about. It wasnt right Pete got yelled at and now him. Just another reason to not care for Reese.

Just continuing to sit in his room Trey doesn't bother getting up right now. If he did, he might end up saying something that would get him in more trouble and he didn't really need that on top of everything else right now.

Looking up at the clock Sapphire see three hours has gone by and still Gage had not moved a muscle. He must have been tired if he was still sleeping but maybe he'd like some dinner.

Slowly walking over to where he was sleeping Sapphire bent down and gave him a little shake.

"Gage hun its time to get up...Gage."

Giving him another shake a little rougher and calling his name louder. Feeling her heart tump in her chest Sapphire can feel a wave of panic as Gage wont wake. Grabbing her phone and dialing the first number that came to mind Sapphire remember Rick was gone, Misty was home already. Not having a chance to hang up Sapphire can hear Susanne's voice on the other end.

"Susanne you need to tell Reese Gage wont wake up, I am calling 911."

Hanging up the phone Sapphire wastes no time in calling 911 and letting them know what was going on to have someone there as soon as possible. Hanging up the phone again all she could do now was wait.

"Hang in there Babe...come on...hang in there."

Argument

Scott shakes a little, so scared of everything right now... of losing Hope, of himself... of the future. He latches on to her words and tries to let them bring him courage.

Bending forward, he rests his head on top of her hand, feeling her skin in his cheek. Another tear rolls down. "I promise." Would he really not give up? He wanted to almost every day. But if Hope lived, maybe he really did have something to fight for. There was more to this than just him... getting out of Brookshire just wasn't about him... it was about those who loved him, too.

He sniffs and just holds her hand, his head still resting beside her. Oh to just erase everything and go back in time to when things were simpler. "I don't want to lose you either," he whispers. "So you have to hang on... you have to."


Despite Sapphire's entrance and her moving around the apartment, Gage still doesn't stir. He had not heard his alarm, nor had he heard Sapphire's voice or even realized she was giving him a kiss. It was a deep sleep - too deep. A sleep induced by lack of rest, though he had tried so hard to not let his job get to him. But Lonnie's pills were now taking their toll on Gage's body, and no matter how long Sapphire waited or prompted, he would not wake.


"Thank you." Reese enjoys Angelica for a little while longer accepting her support and talking a little bit about Hope. Soon though, he knows he needs to finish off the work day, so he promises to meet back up with her later.

It wasn't too long before his voice and Pete's could be heard in the lower level hall...

"I thought Hal said-"

"Well he was wrong." Reese's tone is stern. "Who do you think you are, taking Trey out of here after curfew? I specifically set up those rules for a reason, and you go and break them."

Pete sets his hands on his hips, letting his eyes drift away to where he knew Trey was probably in his room and could probably hear them. He looks back to Reese. "Look, I just thought he could use some fresh air."

"I don't care what you think! We have protocol in place for a reason. This isn't the first time you crossed the line, and so help me, any more of this and I'll put you on probation."

"For what?! Give a guy a break! So I took Trey out. Big deal. A man's gotta live, ya know? Keep him locked up in here and he's liable to go crazy. You can yell at me until you're blue in the face and I don't care."

"So you admit you're deliberately defying me."

"Call it what you want."

"I'm warning you, Pete... you take him out again and it'll be on your head."

"So sue me." Pete backs away and holds out his arms. "But until you do, don't go trying to break me because it won't work. I won't be a robot."

Reese scoffs and spins on his heel to stalk back up to the main floor, muttering under his breath.

Pete watches him go and sighs, pausing to collect his thoughts before turning around and heading to the rec room, passing Trey's door on his way.

Lose You

Slowly opening her eyes and letting them get use to the light for a moment before opening them a little more as Scott came closer again Hope trys her best to give a warm smile. Just seeing Scott helped it along even if it did feel like she was lift bricks just to do so.

Letting her eyes roam Scott's face she takes him in, remembering every line, and every shape. He was always so handsome to her and to see him again really was nice. Hearing his words Hope turns her head slowly on the pillow to look at him. Her voice was soft and a little raspy but still held a little strength in it.

"So do you, your the light in my world now, and always no matter what. I'll promise not to give up....if you can promise me you wont either. If I end up...making it through this....I don't want to be left alone either."

She's missed Scott so much since the day he'd told her not to come back till he was ready. Each day without seeing him really had been hard. Seeing his face, feeling his hands on her skin, it was a horrible feeling to go without, but she'd respected him for it. Now to think if she did make it he might be gone, that was a worse punishment.

"I don't want to lose you."

Continuing to just keep Reese close Angelica rubs his back gently. She didn't mind how long he stayed there in that embrace she would stand there forever for him.

"I can do that, just let me know when."

Giving his head a kiss again Angelica just rocks a little bit continuing her comfort for Reese.

Pulling into the parking lot of Gage's apartment Sapphire gets out of the car. It was odd for him to miss a lunch day without calling or at least saying he was going to be late. Really it could be nothing and he might of over slept witch would of been fine with her but she just wanted to make sure he was ok.

Getting to the door and unlocking it Sapphire enters like she always did. Poking her head into where Gage sleeps she see his form still and quiet. Going over and seeing he appeared to be ok Sapphire smiles and leans down giving him a kiss on the head. Maybe she would start some dinner, and than try to wake him in a little bit.

Thanks

For a moment, Scott thinks he's hearing things, though he skids to a halt. Turning around slowly, he knows it hadn't been his imagination. New tears spring into his eyes and he goes back to Hope's bead almost cautiously. "Hope?"

He eases down on the chair once more and takes her hand again. "I'm still here." He ignores the tears that roll down his face and he reaches out to brush Hope's cheek with his thin hand. "I missed you too," he whispers. It was all his fault. Everything. All he'd done was give her grief since the very beginning. He should have died while with the Agency - plain and simple. If he had, maybe Hope would have someone better now, to give her comfort.

Swallowing hard, Scott gives her hand a gentle squeeze. "Don't give up," he prompts softly. "You make the world a better place."


Reese leans his head against Angelica's, glad for her comfort. "I'm not convinced God did this," he muses quietly. "But maybe he can bring some good from it... somehow... I just wish I knew how."

Sighing, he turns to give her a kiss on the cheek. "Yeah... maybe later I'd like to go, after things settle down a little. I'd appreciate if you went with me, thanks."


The alarm in Gage's apartment continues to beep for another five minutes before finally shutting off automatically. Gage lies on his mattress, having intended to doze just a little before meeting Sapphire at Burger King for lunch, but he'd been so groggy, and his head and been throbbing. Somehow he'd fallen asleep, even with continued use of what Lonnie had given him. But this time was different. This time not even his blaring alarm had roused him. He still lie unmoving, his breathing steady, his body too desperate for rest to even wake.

A reason

Though asleep Hope was still aware and could feel something in the room change. Feeling the fingers slip into her own Hope tryed to pry herself from her sleep. Someone was in the room with her, the feeling of the hands seemed familiar but the fog almost seemed to thick.

As the voice seemed to be herd, and the words seem to cut the fog Hope new it was Scott and she wanted to wake so badly. She missed him, and wanted to see him this might be...her only chance. Continuing to hear his words Hope could feel her heart break just a little bit for Scott knowing he was in this much pain, and still thought he wasn't strong enough.

Feeling his fingers finally leave her Hope tryed to talk but for the moment words wouldn't come out. His words of I love you and the sound of him turning Hope grasped at the fog, reaching, reaching for anything to grab on to at all. Finally the soft words came from her lips.

"I love you too Scott, I always will. Please don't go yet...I...missed you."

She was alone in this, but she new she didn't have to be. She wanted Scott with her, she wanted to reach out and hug him. Hope wanted to talk to him, she had missed him such a great deal. Even if for an only little while more she just wanted him there with her.

Seeing the look in Reese eyes, and than hearing his words that went along with it Angelica could feel her heart go out to him. Reese always cared about the people that worked for him and they were all family here. To know one of them was very sick and there was nothing you could do for them was a hard thing indeed.

"Oh Mike, I'm so sorry."

Coming over and around to the other side of his desk Angelica leans down a little and wraps her arms around him. Just holding him and giving his head a kiss before just leaning her head against his again.

"God has a plan for everything ya know. He's got a reason for this, even if it's hard for us to see. Did you want to go up to see Hope? I'll go with you Sweetheart."

Please don't leave

Reese looks up from his desk at Angelica, his eyes filled with worry and he shakes his head. "I just got off the phone with a doctor up at the hospital. It's Hope. She's..." He looks down then back up again. "She's not doing well. Badly enough that they want her close friends to know." To say she was dying was something he just couldn't do right now.

Fiddling with a pen on his desk, he didn't know what else to say. He wasn't even sure why he'd called Angelica to his office to tell her. No, maybe he did. Maybe he just needed someone to reassure him. The people here... he looked after all of them, so to see one fall, even if it wasn't Elite related... it tore him up inside.

Reese's eyes study Angelica's. "She's so young... and what will this do to Scott?" There was a whole other worry there as well. He sighs deeply and puts his head in his hands. Sometimes he just didn't understand.


Scott didn't know how long he stood at the window, but when he moves, his eyes are dry and bloodshot. Still in his jeans and hoodie, he slips on his sneakers while picking up the phone. After a short call, he glances out the window one more time. Pale, thin and weak he was... but there was something more important than his pride right now. He was dying inside and needed closure.

Heading out of his room, Scott looks both ways before heading down the hall and downstairs. Seeing Jenny, he musters up something close to a smile. "I'm going outside for a little while."

"Okay." Jenn could see he'd been crying, but she didn't ask. Scott had learned when he needed someone that she was there, and she never pried. "If you're not in by lunch, I'll come get you."

"Yeah... thanks." Scott wanders outside, down the sidewalk and finds a bench to sit on. His gaze roams the grounds and everything that was no so familiar. He wondered if this was what someone in prison felt like... it was a hated atmosphere, but he was so used to it now, that he didn't even know if he could survive somewhere else.

Once he was confident that no one was paying him much attention, he rises and wanders again, this time towards the parking lot.


Hearing his phone ring, Justin keeps his eyes on the road and doesn't answer it. Usually he didn't care and used his cell while driving, but today it was more than just because he was behind the wheel. His spirits were heavy after leaving Brookshire, and after running some errands then heading home, it hadn't changed.

Finally getting home, he winds up puttering around the house and outside for at least an hour before remembering that his phone had rung a while earlier. The aftenoon was already half over and he wasn't sure what else he was doing now. Finding his cell phone in on the counter, he listens, only now realizing that it had been Beth, and he feels a little badly for not calling her right back. Hearing what she had to say, he quirks an eyebrow. Pictures, huh? Maybe this was what he'd been hoping for, as far as her improvement. But tonight? He could suck it up enough to go right?

Leaning on the counter, he goes to dial but quite suddenly, it rings. Jumping and almost dropping it, Justin sees it's Brookshire. Now what?

Sighing, he answers. "Yeah. What? How? What do you mean he... yeah. For crying out loud. Didn't you... never mind. Yeah, I think I might know. Don't do anything else until you hear from me, okay? Right."

Closing his phone, Justin is already grabbing his truck keys and heading for the door. On his way, he dials Beth, just as glad when he has to leave a message. "Hey, Beth, it's me. Got your message. Would love to come over, but something came up and I don't know when I'll be free. Might be later tonight and I don't even know if you work tonight, so..."

He gets into his pickup and starts the engine, thankful that it started on the first try. "...you can give me a call back if you want, and let me know. Talk to you later."

Off the phone again, Justin heads for the road. This certainly had not been on his agenda today, but he had a feeling he knew where to go.


Entering the small room, Scott's ears pick up the whirring and quiet beeping of machines. He'd always hated hospitals, and now hated them even more. Still shaking from the numerous fears he'd already faced, he forces his feet forward. Seeing the still form in bed makes his heart ache even more. Maybe it was good she was sleeping... she would rest peacefully and wouldn't have to see him like this. He knew he looked far worse than he had when Hope had seen him last, so perhaps it was better this way. She looked so frail herself now though - so quiet and pale.

Reaching the bed, Scott pulls a chair nearer and sits down. Trying to keep his emotions in check, he reaches out and takes Hope's hand in his. She felt cold. He adjusts the blanket a little.

Running his thumb through her palm, tears spring into his eyes. He remembered the last time he'd seen her. He hadn't wanted her to come back. He'd sent her away after being downright manipulative and even mean.

"I'm sorry," he whispers. "I just... I didn't want you to see me like that... like this." He chokes on his words as more tears escape. "I...I don't... I don't like who I am anymore and... and I didn't want you to have to... to see me go through that. I just... wanted to be strong and... and I couldn't be."

His thumb continues to caress her hand. "Please don't leave," he begs in almost a whimper. "You're what's kept me going. If I ever get out of Brookshire and... and you're not here, I... I don't know what I'd do."

"Scott?"

His head snaps up and he swallows hard, brushing his eyes with the back of his hand. He didn't need to turn around. He knew who it was. "I know. Give me another minute."

Justin respects Scott's wishes and backs out of the doorway to wait in the hall. Though he wanted to let Scott stay as long as he liked, he needed to get him back to Brookshire - with just the past few hours being gone, it was going to take some quick thinking to convince them not to lock up Scott now, not to mention getting the one nurse not to press charges for car theft.

Scott looks down at Hope again, feeling more helpless than he ever could before. Not only could he not take care of himself, but now he could do nothing for her either. If she died... he wasn't sure he'd ever leave Brookshire. His best friend and his sister had betrayed him... and if Hope was gone on top of it... what would be the point?

Slowly rising, he leans over the bed and places a soft kiss on Hope's forehead. "I love you," he whispers. Standing straight, it seems to take all his energy just to let go of her hand. He knew he hadn't treated her well the last few months, but he didn't know how else to deal with everything. And now... now he might never get to talk to her again.

Too miserable for words, Scott backs away and finally turns, trudging to the door where he knew Justin was waiting.

Lonly

Wrapping his arms around Dani again and just resting his head back once more Dalton didn't mind the five more minutes. Bringing his arms around Dani again Dalton lets out a happy sigh.

"Ten more minutes sounds great to me."

Hearing Reese's voice come in over the intercom Angelica looks up. There was something about the tone in his voice was off and she new something was wrong.

"Sure, I'll be right there."

Putting what she was working on away for the moment Angelica stands and makes her way to Reese office. Giving a knock to the door Angelica pokes her head in to make sure it was clear before entering. Not to sure of what was going on or if this had to do with business Angelica stayed in a somewhat professional stance.

"Hey, whats up? Everything ok?"

Sitting at home Beth looks across the table that sat a card bored box she had removed from the addict. Inside held pictures of a past long ago. Beth wanted to look at them, she wanted to face what she had been running from but did she want to face it alone?

Picking up her phone and dialing Justin's number Beth waits till she hears the voice mail.Thinking a moment before it kicked away from the message she wondered if she should bother him or not. Figuring he wouldn't call back if she was bothering him she leaves the message anyways.

"Hey Justin its Beth...I was just wondering if maybe you'd like to come over for some coffee and look through some pictures with me. If your...busy I understand...just let me know."

Hanging up the phone Beth puts the phone down she wonders to the door and just looks out the window for a long moment. Part of her hoped Justin would called, she felt lonely today a feeling that had been long forgotten till now.

Leave.

Dani smiles again, feeling so content. "Yeah, you can shower here - I don't mind as long as you don't." They both were careful not to cross any lines, but Dani trusted him completely and really didn't mind a bit if he wanted to clean up here instead of home.

Sighing deeply, she lets her head rest on him again, feeling so warm and safe. "Ten more minutes... then I'll call Carson and you can call Reese."


As Reese hears what Amanda has to say, his heart skips a beat before it feels like it drops to his stomach. "I..." He shakes his head, trying to get his thoughts together for the doctor's sake. "Th...thank you. Yes, thank you for calling. I'll... I'll pass this information along."

Ending the short call, Reese lets out a long sigh and hides his face in his hands for several moments before picking up the phone again. He has to look up the number, and when he reaches a voice mail, he hesitates, not sure if he wants to leave a message or not. It might be his only chance though, and he needed to say what should be. It was only right.

Once he's finished with the call, he hangs up again. Biting his lip, he tries to hold his composure before pressing the intercom to Angelica's office. "Angelica, would you... would you come to my office for a moment?"


Justin ambles from the building, tired, but feeling alright. His short conversation with Beth had been pleasant... his session with Scott had gone well... now it would be off to home to do some yard work and then on to his mother's for supper.

Heading down the sidewalk, he remembers he hasn't checked his phone in a while, so he retrieves it from his backpack. Finding a new voice mail, he listens while he walks. But the message he hears is one that makes him stop in his tracks, his stomach sinking. He knew what he had to do... Reese had asked him to... but it wasn't going to be easy.

Turning around, Justin walks back inside, but his steps are slower this time. Depositing his bag and everything else he was carrying on the floor, he nods to Jenny. "Watch these a minute, will you?" He doesn't bother to explain, but heads straight up the stairs, aiming for Scott's room.


Scott is standing at his window, weary from his session with Justin, but wanting to stay alert for a little while before giving in to a nap. A knock at the door surprises him and he turns. "Come in." Seeing Justin surprises him even more. "What is it?"

"Scott, I'm sorry, but..." Justin comes in and closes the door. "I just got a message on my phone and... I need to talk to you for a moment."

Scott feels an odd twist in his gut. "Um... ok."

"Why don't you sit down?"

Scott swallows hard, bracing himself. Something was wrong. Easing down to sit on the bed, his good eye looks up at Justin with question and anxiety. "What's wrong?"

Justin takes a deep breath, knowing that he couldn't treat Scott like a child, but he couldn't just blurt it out either. "The message was from Reese, um... it's Hope."

Scott's eyes widen. "Is she okay? What happened?"

"She's... she's been sick, Scott. And... now she's... in the hospital." Justin does his best, but he knows it will be a shock no matter what.

Scott's face pales. Dalton had said she'd been sick, but not like that. "Well what's wrong? She's going to be okay, right? I mean, they're taking care of her?" He gropes for some reassurance.

Justin hesitates again before sitting down next to him. "She's had cancer. Lung cancer. They ended up giving her a transfusion but... it didn't go as well as hoped and..." His voice is quiet, wishing beyond wishing that there was some other way for him to say all this. "...And Reese is letting people know."

Scott blinks, not even sure how to feel in this moment. It felt like everything had just been turned upside down and he'd been dropped on his head... again. "Cancer?" That wasn't the flu or cold he'd thought it was. "She's... she's dying?"

Silence.

Scott turns to Justin, his voice wavering, but his tone was stern. "Justin, is Hope dying?"

Justin closes his eyes for a moment, but finally looks up to meet Scott's stare. "Yes."

Scott feels as thought he's going to throw up, but he somehow maintains his composure. There was a new emotion now... an emotion that made his hands ball into fists. "Cancer," he repeats quietly. "You knew, didn't you? You knew before today."

Justin purses his lips, wanting to say no, but unwilling to cross that line and lie. "Yes."

"And Dalton. He knew, too."

"Probably."

"And my sister?"

"I'm not sure, Scott. Probably, but it's been kept quiet." Justin tries to keep the atmosphere calm. "Hope didn't want a lot of people knowing. It was out of respect for her that nothing was said."

"Did she ask specifically that I not be told?"

Justin pauses. "Yes."

Quiet for several moments, Scott's jaw begins to tense. Rising from the bed, he wanders to the window and places his palm on the cool glass. "Leave."

Justin sighs and stands up. "I'm sorry, Scott. If I would have thought that-"

"I don't want you coming back." Scott turns around with a glare that could freeze the sun. "I will request to be dealt with by another counselor."

Justin's shoulders drop. "Aw, no. I'm sorry, but please don't-"

"I asked you to leave," Scott interrupts. Anger blazed in his stare. "And since you're obviously so close to everyone in my former world, tell my sister not to come back and... and tell Dalton the same thing."

Having Scott turn his back on him, Justin can only sigh. He should have approached this differently. He'd missed something. He should have said something differently or done a better job at breaking the news. Now everything was a mess, and he felt to blame. He opens his mouth to say more, but then stops. There was no point now. Leaving the room, he shuts the door quietly behind himself before walking slowly down the hall. Maybe he wouldn't go to his mother's for supper after all. He didn't want to have to explain the stress in his eyes.

Hearing Justin leave, Scott's shoulders finally sink and he leans his hand on the window again. Now alone, his lower lip trembles and his eyes fill with tears. They stung, but he lets them linger in his eyes, torturing him until he has to blink and allow them to cascade down his face.

I'm sorry

Taking the a cup of hot coco for himself Trey gives a small nod before heading back to the fire with Ariel. The next while seems to go by pretty fast as sometimes it was quiet and other times Trey seemed to chim in with Ariel and try fitting into the conversation even if it was awkward and sometimes he really didn't know about what they were talking about. But he did his best.

Finally as it was time to head out Trey gives a nod to Pete at least letting his friend know he saw him and would be along shortly. Tonight had been different for sure and maybe a little awkward at times but it was better than being stuck inside TJY.

"It was nice meeting you as well Ariel. Thanks for the hot coco. I am sure I will see you around again."

Just standing there for a moment he continues to look at Ariel for a moment almost as if contemplating something. Most of the girls he new he'd kissed before, and thats what they wanted...but this was different right?

Reaching out and brushing his fingers over Ariel's cheek Trey grins a little before letting his hand fall again. This was different.

"Good Night."

Turning and heading away from her Trey tosses his cup into the garbage and sticks his hands in his pockets. Slowly taking his time but finally getting back to Pete's car and hopping in.

"Thanks for letting me come along tonight it was nice to get out."

Nuzzling his head into her hair Dalton takes in the soft smell of her shampoo. She might think he was blind but she really did think she was very pretty.

"Mmm...a picnic sounds good, and ditching out of work well it sounds great. Not like I do it all the time so I think I'd be ok."

Bringing his finger under Dani's chin Dalton lifts it to look into her eyes and smiles. Bringing his lips to her and giving her a soft kiss before pulling away.

"I have change of cloths in my car if I can take a shower here as long as its ok with you. Than we can get away...just...away for a little while and yes I do mean it."

Letting out a long sigh Amanda headed down the hall to the nurses station. Some days she hated her job and today when there was a life hanging on for dear life was a day she hated it. Picking up the phone and dialing TJY Amanda waits till she hears Reese answer on the other end.

"Hello Mike Reese? This is Amanda from Franklin Hospital I'm calling about Hope Garrison."

Pausing for a moment she trys to collect her thoughts. It was hard to tell anyone bad news and she hated it most of all.

"I wasnt sure who to call, and I figured you would be able to pass the message along. Hope had her transphustion today and we thought it would take well but it has not. She's not doing very well right now and if we cant get it to work than...she wont last much longer. We are going to try putting her on a slow drip and see if that works better but there is no telling if it will or not. "

Leaning against the counter Amanda closes her eyes for a moment before speaking again.

"If there is anyone that wants to see her that might want to come within the next few days to see her. I've very sorry."

If you really mean it

As Trey comes back to the group, Ariel laughs and shakes her head. "Someone actually was smart enough to have already though up the hot chocolate and I weaseled out of any tasks."

Grinning, she holds up a steaming styrofoam cup. "Want some?"

Still watching from a short distance away, Pete remains involved in conversations, even if his mind was half dedicated to thinking about Trey. The young man seemed to be wanting to fit in here, but something was keeping him back, almost like he wasn't so sure about all this. Was it the type of crowd? The setting? Just because it wasn't Mexico? Or was he perhaps not as confident as he liked to let people believe. Either way, Pete keeps his distance, letting Trey interact with whoever he wanted until eventually, the group begins to break up.

It was getting late and the fire was burning low. A handful of people had already left, and the tables were being taken down. Pete was alone, and his eyes find Trey again, giving him a short wave and thumbs to the car. He was in no hurry, but he wanted Trey to know that he'd be waiting, whenever he was ready.

Ariel sees Pete too, and while she sits with Trey on the bench near the dying fire, she sighs. "Looks like your ride is ready to leave." She looks over to him and smiles. "Glad you came along tonight, Trey. I hope I see you again sometime."


Dani giggles and brings her head up again to shake it slightly. "Either your a good liar or blind. But I don't think you lie, so it must be your eyes." She waves a hand over his face as if to test his eyesight, though she grins. His compliment had made her blush and she was trying to ignore it.

Dalton's suggestion of calling in to work was way too appealing. "Mmm... that sounds like a wonderful idea." Dani's head falls back on his chest, gently moving up and down with his breath and she could feel his soothing heartbeat. Anything to spend the day with him. "Carson might kill me, but at least I'll die happy, right?"

Her arms slide around him, her hands tucking between his back and the couch cushions. "We could have a picnic on the river," she suggests. "That is..." She lifts her head again and gives his lips another soft kiss. "...if you really mean it about taking the day off."


Looking up to see Beth, Justin chuckles at her question. "Just a bit of hand-eye coordination. Nothing too outlandish, and nothing involving paint or food coloring."

Grinning, he motions for her to sit down. Her eyes seemed a little brighter today, her smile a little more visible. Were their short times together doing her good? He hoped so. She had yet to share with him the pictures she'd mentioned a while back, but perhaps she didn't need that anymore. Surely she was doing more growing on her own than with him anyway.

"Good morning, by the way. How ya doing?"


Reese paces his office, wishing the phone would ring. He knew Hope was going through her transfusion and he was anxious to hear from the doctor. He was supposed to call. He'd remember. Right? On top of all that, Jason was still down, though on the mend. Rick and Ty were gone. Con was off to be with Nate and Laura, as was Jamie. And Katie was helping take care of Jason. What was the office coming to anyway?

Groaning, he flops down in his chair. maybe he should call the hospital himself. Then at least he'd be happy to have some information. No... he needed to be patient. But with so many things going on at once, it was difficult.

He sighs and grabs some paperwork. It would keep him occupied for a while - at least until he got his head on straight.

Naturel

Misty gives a shake of her head and a laugh as Carson sends her on her way. Stopping at his comment sinks in a little bit she turns throwing him a stern look though her eyes sparkle with humor.

"So what your trying to say is I'm slow enough at shopping that I'll take forever."

Walking backwards for a few moments Misty grins before bringing her hand to her lips and blowing a kiss to Carson. Turning back around and almost running into the counter Misty laughs and gives wave as she leave the building.

She new what kind of ice cream they both liked, but maybe tonight they could try something different? Is was always a nice to change things up now and again.

Nodding and turning to head away from the group a little bit Trey catches Pete's eye. Giving a nod he heads away from the group again to pull out his phone. His first call would be to Hayden just to check on how everything was going, the next to his parents as well. While on the phone he pulls out his smokes and lights one up taking a few drags before putting it out and placing the now cold butt into his pocket.

Once done on the phone Trey doesn't go back to the group right away but stays standing alone in the shadows. It was the place he new the best, it was like home for him. Turning and looking back at the people that were around the fire, and at Ariel who was talking with a few others he wondered did he belong here? Did he belong in the light like the others?

Letting out a long sigh and sticking hands in his pockets again Trey finally makes his way back to where Ariel was. Giving a half grin he cocks his head a little bit.

"So are we on hot chocolate duty?"

Feeling the couch move a little bit Dalton's eyes flutter a little but suddenly close again and start to water a little as he gets a whack to the nose. It wasn't that hard but it was enough to let the water run a little from his eyes. Letting out a grown he brings his hand to his nose for a moment before opening his eyes and wiping the water away.

"Remind me never to make you angry so you do that one purpose."

Grinning and receiving the kiss to the nose Dalton's arms go around Dani. He wasn't upset and his small chuckle proved it. Receiving another kiss Dalton gives a little groan in his throw letting his fingers move to Dani's hair.

As she pulls away she smiles looking up at her. Right now in her natural state, with no makeup and her hair a mess she looked even more beautiful than she ever was.

"Your so pretty you know that."

Bringing a hand to the side of her face his smile widens even more. Running his thumb over her cheek Dalton leans up to kiss her lips again.

"How about we take a sick day today and going out just the two of us...just...to get away. We both could use the time off."

Walking down the sidewalk a smile seemed to be small but placed on Beth's lips. She been having a good last few days as her spirits were up. Almost like slowly a vial was being pushed away. Not completely but it was a good start.

Seeing Justin sitting on there also famous bench Beth can feel the smile grow just a little bit more. Coming clower she looks down at the noodles and raises an eyebrow for a moment.

"Do I want to know what your doing with those things today?"

So sorry

"Mmmm... cuddle time is definitely the best." Carson smiles down at Misty, his arms going around her too. He lets the subject of Australia drop for now - there really was no use in dwelling on it.

Giving Misty a tight squeeze and a last rough kiss, he turns her towards the door and gives her a light spank. "If you pick up the ice cream, by the time I finish here, we should get home about the same time."

Evenings were his favorite part of the day. Not just because work was over, but because he got to go home and be with Misty. Even when the days got to him, he could leave it all behind for a few hours and just enjoy the love of his life.


"Oh, sure." Ariel nods at Trey. "Go ahead and go make your calls. I'll check on the chocolate now." Giving him another smile, she pats his arm. "See you back here in a couple minutes."

Backing a way for a moment, she finally turns around and wanders to the food tables again, catching a couple other young women to ask them about hot chocolate.

Nearby, Pete was mingling, though his eyes found Trey and Ariel just getting back from the pier. It looked as though they were getting along well, and he smiles. Catching Trey's eye for a moment, he nods, giving him a little wave to let him know he hadn't forgotten about him. He doesn't bother going over to him though and acting like a babysitter - it looked like Trey was doing just fine on his own.


Dani murmurs softly as she feels Dalton's fingers run through her hair, and now that they were more comfortable, she snuggles into him a little more. She didn't know if he was planning on leaving in a while or not, but whatever time they had, she would take advantage of it. She felt safe with him here, and her fears seemed to be chased away, knowing that she wasn't alone.

Within minutes, her breathing slows, her body completely relaxed. The tears were dried, and sleep had found her once again...


...Dani 's eyes flutter halfway open and gradually bring the dimly lighted atmosphere into focus. It takes her brain a few moments to register the fact that the light wasn't coming from the lamp - it was coming from the window - the living room window. She must have fallen asleep on the couch last night.

Yawning and stretching, she moves her arms up and the back of her hand whacks something she'd forgotten was there - or rather someone. Her eyes go wide and she rolls over, only now realizing that she'd just rolled over on the top of Dalton... and had also smacked him in the face.

"Oh, I am so sorry." She bites her lip as a giggle escapes. What a rude awakening she'd given him. Scooting up a little ways, she rests on his chest and stretches to kiss his nose where she'd hit him. "There. I'll make it all better."

Wriggling her toes, she nudges his knee, giving him a sleepy grin. "You stayed all night..." Leaning her chin on his chest, her eyes look up at him with a brightness beneath the fog of just waking up, signaling that she'd slept well. "Thank you." She knew she must look a sight, in her old t-shirt, sweatpants and hair all askew, but for some reason, she didn't mind Dalton seeing her in the morning. With anybody else, she'd be embarrassed, but she was just too comfortable around him to mind.

Crawling up a little closer, she kisses him on the lips this time, then nuzzles her face into his warm neck and sighs deeply. She didn't want to get up, but she knew she had to, and she knew he'd have to get going too.


"Alright, you ready?"

Scott nods, not minding that Jenny had a hold of his arm. He did feel a might unsteady, but at least he got to go back to the other building and back to his own room again. "Yeah... yeah, I think so."

"Good." Jenny smiles warmly. The doctor had said that Scott was well enough to return to his room and that was reason enough to be happy for him. Maybe the nightmares were persisting, but he was trying to eat a little more, and his body was strong enough now to be on his own once more.

Walking slowly down the hall, Scott stops and turns the other way. "Can we walk outside instead?"

"Sure." Jenny nods. "The sun is nice and bright this morning."

Getting outside, it really was nice. Scott didn't move very quickly, enjoying the fresh air. Even though it was warm, he was glad for his hoodie. He seemed to have trouble getting warm lately, but the doctor said that wasn't unusual, with his weight loss and weakness. "Justin coming this morning?"

"As far as I know. He hasn't called to say otherwise. Why?"

Scott shrugs. "He'll start working with me again today like normal and... I don't know. Guess I'm kinda nervous."

"Oh, you'll be fine. You're doing so well, Scott. And when you're done, you can tell me what you want for lunch today."

"Hasn't the kitchen already decided what's on the menu?"

Jenny grins. "So? I know the cook personally, remember?"

A smile creases Scott's lips. "Thanks, Jenny. You're the best."


Justin pulls into the Brookshire parking lot and parks in his regular spot. Cutting the engine, it gives a strange little pop before shutting down and Justin quirks an eyebrow, shaking his head. Sooner or later, this thing was going to die, but he'd baby it until then.

Getting out of the pickup, he grabs his backpack along with what looked like two foam pool "noodles." Both dogs jump down after him, excited but sticking close obediently until he grabs their leashes.

Wandering up onto the sidewalk and getting to the normal bench, he checks his watch. He was a bit early. He knew Scott was being moved this morning, so he'd wait a little while longer to make sure he was settled in before going to him. He also wanted to call Reese in a bit for any updates on Hope since he hadn't heard anything lately.

Settling down on the bench, the dogs lie down and he deposits his backpacks and the noodles on the ground before glancing around to see if Beth was going to show up this morning too.

Maybe

Having Dani curl into him it felt so nice for Dalton. He loved knowing there was someone there who trusted him as there shelter, it was just...a nice feeling to know. Hearing her thanks just shot another warm chill though him as her squeezed her just a little and returns the kiss to her lips again pulling away and searing her eyes his voice was but a whisper.

"You're very welcome. I'll always come over when I know you need me, no matter where I am."

Feeling her snuggle into her more Dalton shifts on the couch still holding Dani it was quiet easy. Resting now in the corner with his leps up, but down far enough to rest his head on the coutions. Keeping Dani mostly on top of him so his strong arms could hold her. Once his hands hands finding it's way to her hair. Letting his fingers drift through the soft hair, it was soothing for him alone.

Giving a content sigh his eyes fell shut. Now being here with Dani he felt like he could sleep again and if he did, he didn't mind at all. Just keeping her close with him so he could chase the dreams away was important.

Continuing to dry the dishes Misty catches sight of the far off look in Carson's eye. It was a look she saw every now and than. It was a look she new meant he was thinking, dreaming, remembering. She new sometimes he missed home, and he missed the life of action sometimes she wished there was more she could do to make that come true for him.

"Maybe when we can we can take a vacation to Australia. Might be nice to get away, and have you show me your old stomping grounds."

Misty didn't know what to do other than that and maybe seeing if Reese could give him more cases. but if he did that than who would run the restraint? It was hard to see her husband struggle like this but she new in a way it was normal. Carson was a mad of action and still young, do this day in and day out was hard.

Coming over to him and wrapping her arm around his wast Misty looks up at him and gives a smile. She did her best, and she loved every moment with him. All she could do was be there, and be the best she could.

"I think ice cream and a move sounds great, and even better is the cuddle time with you."

Giving a grin and getting back to the fire Trey gives a look around at all the people. Some more faces were new, and some he'd met but taking them all in he liked knowing who had come, and who had gone.

Looking back to Ariel he gives a nod. She was very differnt, and it felt good to be around her even if they said very little.

"Sure we can sit on the bench and get warm a little. After that while you check on the hot chocolate I am gonna make some phone calls, but I will be back to sit with you more."

Letting his arm fall from her shoulders he wasnt to sure how people would feel seeing him with his arm around her knowing he was the new kid. The last thing he really wanted to do was upset anyone.

Nostalgia

Ariel smiles at Trey's words, catching a glimpse of something deeper. There was more to him than meets the eye. She wonders if perhaps tonight was the only chance she would have to see that other side.

Though laughing at his comment about being a human heating blanket, she hadn't expected him to put his arm around her, so when he does, she looks up at him quickly. She supposed she'd made the first move by linking arms with him, but she hadn't thought he would do anything differently than that. While her feet move her forward, she still looks up at him, curious.

Grinning, she finally leans into him, slipping her arm around his back. "Mmm... you are warm. Thank you." He was... different. Not like the other guys who were only out for one thing, but not like the guys who were overly polite either. Could she be misreading him? Was he really just trying to make his move and she'd be sorry later? Something told her that wasn't it. Her instincts were usually trustworthy, and this guy didn't seem to have ill intentions - especially if he was a friend of Pete's. Not to mention, he was nice and tall and decent looking, too. His arm around her felt strong and she could tell he was in pretty good shape. Not that it was everything, but it did help the appeal.

Walking slowly back towards the fire, the glow meets them and even a ways away it was already warmer. The music and loud chatter was still going, but now that Ariel had had a break, she didn't mind it so much. Pointing to a bench near the fire, she glances up at Trey again. "Want to sit a few minutes? Then I still have to find out about that hot chocolate."


Carson gives Misty a sidelong glance as she puts the dishes away, his forced smile a sign that he wasn't sure when they'd have time off together. He did enjoy working here and having ownership of Mom and Pop's... it was something stable, and that was something he'd never had before, so it did feel good. It was honest work, and there were days that he did enjoy the cooking, now knowing so much more than he had in the beginning. He wouldn't say it was a passion at all, but he didn't dislike it. And still working with Herb and Mabel was enjoyable.

Then there were days like today when he grew weary of the same thing hour after hour. Even when Ryder was back on his feet and well, he couldn't ask him to take over for more than a day, unless it was Elite related. But with no one to step in, Carson was forced to work six long days a week, sometimes seven. They really couldn't afford to hire another cook... it was tight enough with three waitresses and sometimes an extra set of hands. Not to mention, the restaurant really wasn't big enough to hire another full-time cook.

It was days like today when Carson's mind wandered to the past... to what he used to do. Though he knew what he'd done was as far from right as he could get, the emotions were still there... the drive... the excitement... the thrills. And now... he was in a kitchen every day where the most excitement was someone wanting anchovies on their pizza.

But it was worth it, right? This was stable... honest. He didn't want to turn into who he'd been before. Would he always feel this way?

Suddenly realizing that he'd drifted into a silent stare, Carson snaps back to attention, trying to remember what Misty's question was. "Yeah," he muses. "Yeah, soon."

Letting the drain loose in the sink, he watches the water swirl and disappear. For a brief moment, the water brings a memory flashing in his mind of a river in Australia. He didn't think of Australia much anymore, but when he did, it always brought on a feeling of nostalgia and he wasn't even sure why.

He shakes his head and starts to wipe off the counter, forcing himself to focus again. "I vote for grabbing some ice cream on the way home to eat while we watch a movie of your choice."


Hearing Dalton enter the apartment, Dani remains where she is, her eyes falling shut for a moment as she feels his kiss. Being pulled nearer to him as he sits next to her, a fresh tear rolls down her cheek. She'd made it through her repressed memories, but once in a while, a nightmare still took her by surprise.

Dalton's words make her feel so safe, and moving closer, Dani crawls onto his lap, nuzzling her face into his broad chest. Her arms go around him in a hug and she takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly as she begins to relax.

"Thank you," she mentions quietly. She could apologize again for waking him or for making him come over, but she knew he would just chide her so she refrains.

Moving back and sitting up juts as little, she gives his lips another kiss before returning to rest against him again. Her eyes drift shut and for the first time since waking, she felt like she might actually be able to fall asleep again.