What if

Hope gives Scott a small smile. Even if it was only a little bit she was  happy he was doing some of his photographing again. he had an eye for it and could catch angles of people, objects no one else could. It really was amazing to look at his work and see how amazing it was.

   "I don't think its the only thing you are good at but its definitely up at the top of the list. I've always enjoyed looking at your pictures."

Taking another sip of coffee Hope let's the warm liquid slide down her throat. It felt good to be sitting here with Scott enjoying the time chatting even if it was small talk. Things might be different now but Hope didn't mind. Spending time with Scott still made her feel good. There was just something about Scott that got her heart racing even now when they were taking things slow.

   "Maybe if you'd like to go someplace sometime to take more pictures I could drive you. I don't mind at all and the company is nice. I've really always have been amazed with the pictures you take. Not to mention we could bring lunch and Domino too so she can run around a little bit."

Following Chance outside Destiny continues to listen for his answer on what he wanted to eat. She thought it was slightly funny that his stomach would growl so loud and yet he had no idea what to eat. It put a new smile on her face as she got into the SUV and the question was turned back around on her. Destiny couldn't help but wonder if it was more than Chance didn't want to pick something she didn't like or if he really didn't know.

   "Ummm...how about...there is that new steak house that opened up a little bit ago that looked kinda good. How about we try that?"

 Looking to Chance Destiny smile before clicking her own seat belt into place. She still was having a hard time thinking Chance was really here. That she might wake up at any moment and find it was all a dream. If it was though she might enjoy it all while she could.

   "I remember...I have a wife her name is Cindy, and my daughter and Kaylee, my name is Wes Henson and I live in Texas as my family's ranch. I have been in the army for a while now and the last mission I was on something went wrong, and I was trying to save a little boy whose family was killed...."

Wes' words trail off as he looks through the passenger window. It had been three weeks ago he had said that, and come back to the states. She spend another two on base being debreffed and cleared mentally stable to return to his family. Cindy didn't know he was returning or that he was even alive yet, but she was soon to find out. 

Looking over to Sean Wes was lucky he'd made it out of the whole mess too and never gave up looking for him. If it hadent been for him coming forward no one might have really believed his babbling. Glancing back out the window and looking at his reflection he could see how much he had changed, the scar on his face, his neck, even the ones on his back he couldn't see had changed him. He wondered if when Cindy looked at him if she could still see the same person.

Pulling in the back way to the ranch that lead right to his house Wes sits up a little bit straighter. He was excited to see his wife and child again but at the same time he was incredibly nervous. Had she moved on? Would she accept him back? Would they be ok? Coming to a stop Wes gives a sigh and looked to Sean. His eyes really were laced with worry. 

   "You think she will be happy to see me after all this time?"

Giving his friend a nod and a reasuring smile Sean couldn't imagine how this much feel.  He was there for his friend though and would do the best he could.

   "How could she not man? Your the love of her life right? I mean it might take a little adjusting right but I think she'll be happy."

Letting out another sigh and opening the car door Wes takes a step out before making his way to the front door. Walking up the walk way that he had made what seemed like forever ago Wes had a new problem. What would he say when Cindy answered the door? What could he say? Hi, honey I am home, nothing seemed right to say.

Wes' shaky hand gives a knock on the door waiting for Cindy to come and answer it. Maybe he would know what to say than, maybe it would be a simple hi, but something deep in his heart just wanted to tell her how sorry he was for causing her so much stress, pain and loss. 

Fried

Scott nods slowly and eventually takes a sip of his coffee. "Yeah, I've been taking a few pictures here and there." He'd done some of her and Domino in the park a couple times, so she obviously knew about that. 

"Haven't done much more than what you've seen though. Guess it's a lack of inspiration... or lack of motivation to go some of the places I want to alone yet." That was true too. He just wasn't sure enough by himself yet to seek out good locations for more pictures. 

His eyes drift to the table and he shrugs. "Kinda miss it though. It's the only thing I'm halfway decent with, apart from computers, and my brain gets fried enough at work from that." 

Waiting for Destiny near the door, a new smile spreads on Chance's face as she emerges again. "I'm in the mood for..." He pauses to think, while opening the door for her. "Um..." 

Following her outside, he wanders to his SUV, motioning for Destiny to ride with him. Getting in and starting the engine before buckling up, he was still thinking. "How about..." 

Backing out of the driveway, he stops and looks at Destiny with a sheepish grin. "Yeah okay, I have no idea what I want. What sounds good to you?" 

Chad's slow, rhythmic breathing does nothing but lull Rosalyn into sleep as well. His soft heartbeat and warmth made her feel safe and relaxed - a much needed contrast to what she'd felt earlier. 

And so comfortable she was, that time slipped into the night as her head remained on Chad's chest...

Photograph

"Ha, from what I have been told Dani sounds like a woman who is definitely in love. I think it's great she is taking a little extra time to pamper Dalton. We all need it once and a while."

Accepting the coffee from Scott Hope smiles before turning to his fridge and grabbing some of the milk to put into the glass. Once finished she walks over to the table and sets the cup down before sitting again. 

Letting the silence linger for a second for the first time Hope couldn't help but feel a strange tense feeling in the air. She wasn't sure what it was from or why it was there but she could feel it. Maybe it was just that moment when normally he would be kissing, or cuddling. 

   "So have you picked up your photographing again? You were always really good at that. I'd like to see some new work you have done. I think you really have an eye for that."

Giving a little chuckle Chad sinks a little farther onto the bed and wraps his arms tighter around Rosalyn. It felt nice to be holding someone, to show them comfort and get it in return. It was a nice warm feeling and Chad didn't want to pass this up for a second. 

   "Mmmm...I think...I don't know what I think. I'll just shut up now."

Closing his eyes and continuing to run his hand through Rosalyn's hair soon it slowed though and so did his breath. Rosalyn's warmth on him a nice blanket, and dreams invaded his mind. It was to comfortable here to not fall into a deep sleep.

Hearing Chance's stomach growl Destiny can't help but give a laugh.  She couldn't help but find it slightly funny. Hearing her own stomach give a little growl she can't help but laugh again and this time she moves to get off of Chance. She was slightly hungry herself. Hearing when he eat last though She can't help her surprise.

   "Well why on earth did you wait so long to say something? My goodness man, yes yes we can go somewhere and eat before you wither away."

Holding out her hand to help Chance up Destiny heads to her bedroom to change and clean up a little bit since they were going out to dinner. Coming back out freshened up and looking a little more awake Destiny smile at Chance.

   "Alright I am ready, what are you in the mood to eat?"

Uncomfortable Silence

For some reason tonight, all Hope's encouragement did was irk Scott. He was so sick and tired of people telling him he was doing well, or that he'd come a long way or that things would be okay and just to give it time. It felt like that's all he heard anymore. Like he was something special to be treated with care, lest he fall apart. Maybe he would fall apart, but he wished people would just treat him like they treated everybody else. 

Swallowing an icy retort, Scott dumps the broken bits into the trash and puts the broom away before moving to the coffee pot with Hope. At least she'd changed the subject. 

"Yeah, he's doing well. I think he went home yesterday and will be back to work this week maybe." He pauses to pour Hope's coffee first, then his own. "Guess it depends how he feels. Though apparently Dani's been quite the nurse - he might milk this one for all it's worth so he doesn't have to come back to work yet."

Moving back to the table and sitting down, he wraps his palms around his coffee cup and stares down into the dark liquid. Tonight was going to be a rough night. He could feel it in his bones. 

Finally he lifts his gaze to Hope, daring a glance at her eyes. The silence was uncomfortable but he didn't know what else to talk about.


Rosalyn was glad that Chad would let her stay. He was being such a gentleman too. It didn't bother her that he hadn't had a shirt on, and it didn't make her uncomfortable to be in here alone with him, but she appreciated his thoughtfulness and him making sure nobody else got the wrong idea about them. It just proved to her that his intentions were pure. 

Shedding her jacket and kicking off her shoes, she crawls up onto the bed with Chad, tucking herself under his arm. Shifting on her side, she drapes one arm around him and sighs with content as his fingers run through her hair. "I won't promise anything either," she mumbles as her eyes fall shut. "You're 'bout the best pillow I've ever had." 


Smiling, Chance lets his head rest against Destiny's, giving her a little squeeze as he closes his eyes. "Me too. I can't promise things won't be kinda crazy with me, but... if you're willing... I'd like to find out where this thing leads." 

Sinking down a little further in the couch, he finds himself so very comfortable just like this. He wasn't sure what the future held. And despite everything they'd been through, he and Destiny really had not had much of a chance to get to know each other as friends - especially with him not living a lie. Even so, he could feel a deep connection. He might not know her favorite color and she might not know all his quirks, but somehow, Chance knew there was more here than just a casual relationship. And though he might not say it now, he felt his future did indeed include Destiny. 

As his stomach growls, his eyes fly open and he laughs. "I guess your kisses satisfied everything but my stomach. Come to think of it, I haven't had anything to eat since yesterday morning. Can I take you out somewhere for supper?" 

Next Chapter

As Scott brushes off his head and whatever else might have gotten hurt Hope picks up a few peaces of the mug and follows him to the garbage can tossing them into it. Stopping and looking at Scott Hope just study's him for a long moment. She could see the confusion in his eyes, the hurt, the pain and frustration and she wished she could make it go away for him. 

   "We all have our bad days where he can't see straight. It's those bad days we have to just try and make the best of. I think you're doing a pretty good job if I do say so myself."

Giving a smile to Scott Hope goes back over to the cubord where the cups were and pulls to more out setting them down on the counter ready to have the coffee poured into them. How badly she wanted to really make sure Scott's head was ok, to hold him and let him know things were going to be alright but she refrained giving him his space that he'd wanted. She was lucky to be here and still have his friendship she didn't want to push it.

   "So how is Dalton doing? Is he recovering quickly?"

Continuing to just hold Rosalyn and hearing her request Chad thinks for a second. It might not look so good having Rosalyn stay with him in his bunk but than again he did know he had control and he'd never do anything to harm Rosalyn. If it was only for an hour or too and he kept the lights on that might look a little better. After all he couldn't kick her out like this. 

   "You can stay for a little while I don't mind at all. The longer I get to hold you the better. Let me just put a shirt on ok? If anyone happens to see I don't want them to get the wrong idea."

Moving from the bed for a second Chad goes over to his dresser and pulls out a button up shirt and throws it on not bothering to button it up. Going back to the bed she sits down and puts his arm around Rosalyn again positioning his back against the wall so she could rest on him. Letting his fingers comb through her hair he can't help but smile to himself. If Mark saw him now he'd freak out for sure.

   "I'll try not to fall asleep on you. No promises though this is way to comfortable not too."

Looking back deep into Chance's eyes Destiny looks for meaning in his words, for feeling in what he said. She had learned to trust Chance again but still to find meaning in his words it made her heart flutter to think that maybe there really was something more there than just friends.

   "It is nice to be sitting here again together.  I have to admit it was pretty sad when I thought I had lost you. Even if I was extremely upset with you."

Leaning into Chance just a little bit and letting her head rest on his shoulder Destiny lets out a small sigh. Everything had happened so fast but Chance hadn't even hesitated to come and get her out of her prison. He had come, and he has saved her even if she had told him not too.

   "I'm happy you didn't give up with I told you too. I am excited where our next chapter in life will take us."

A while?

More embarrassed than hurt, Scott focuses on cleaning up the mess rather than Hope's presence... Until he becomes acutely aware of her touch... on his hand... and forehead. And for just a moment, he freezes.Tingles shoot through his veins, starting from where her hands rested. Her touch was light and warm, just like he remembered. Tender. Caring. ...Loving. And a new chill runs down his spine.

Rebelling against his heart's desire to embrace his emotions, he shifts his head out from under her fingers and is also quick to slide his hand from hers. At the same time, he refuses to look at her. "I'm fine. It's nothing." He didn't mean to be so cool, but it was the only way he could shake these unwanted feelings. 

Picking up the rest of the larger pieces of broken mug, he stands to retrieve the broom and sweep up the rest. Enough irritation had built up that he was tempted just to apologize to Hope and tell her to leave. Asking her here had been stupid, all he was doing was making a fool out of himself, and slowly but surely he was growing more and more uncomfortable with having her here in his house. But... he also didn't want her to think she'd done anything wrong. 

Handing her the dustpan, he silently asks for her help to clean up the floor. "Some days I hardly remember I've got a blind side," he comments quietly, trying his hardest to create smalltalk. "Then on days like today, I can't do anything right, on account of not being able to see everything." 

Sitting with Chad on the bed, Rosalyn tries to accept the comfort he was offering. It wouldn't change the situation, but she just wanted to feel better right now. 

His light kiss confirmed that he cared, even through this messy spot. Looking up into his eyes, Rosalyn nods just a little. "I know you don't want to leave. I'm just afraid my dad will press it and get Mick to make you go. That wouldn't be your fault though." 

Letting her head fall back to his chest, she sighs deeply, her tears finally having slowed. A few new ones escaped, but not as hard, and the sobs had ceased for now. Now all she felt was pure exhaustion, emotionally drained from the evening's fiasco. Closing her eyes, she sniffs again. "Can I... Can I stay here a while with you?"

Leaning his head back in the couch, Chance sighs before reaching up and tucking a strand of Destiny's hair behind her ear. Would it be too much to ask to just stay here forever? Right here, the two of them in a moment of peaceful bliss? He smiles. If she liked his kisses, then that's what she'd get. Wrapping both arms around her waist again, he leans in to give her another tender kiss before he pulls back and shakes his head. "I don't know when they'll want to use me again. Reese said to find somewhere to stay - that I'd have enough time to get settled before they'd send me back out. Apparently my skills are valuable enough to be used on some pretty high-security cases, but they don't want to burn me out either." 

Shifting forward, he lets Destiny go for a moment as he finally sheds his jacket then leans back in the couch again. One hand takes hers, while the other rubs her back gently. "He gave me a choice. I could have walked away and decided on some other line of work, or even another location. But..." He shrugs. "I guess after everything happened, I decided I wanted to try it on the right side of things for a while and...I figured I'd be bored anywhere else. As far as a location went, well..." He squeezes her hand. "That wasn't too hard to decide either."

His eyes probe hers, searching down to their deepest depths. "I never really got a chance to tell you how grateful I was for your willingness to take me back as your friend, or... more. I know I don't deserve any of this, and... I can't tell you how good it makes me feel to be sitting here with you right now."

Aittle More

As Rosalyn continues to cry Chad doesn't mind that warm wet tears that splashed onto his skin. He would let her cry as long as she needed and never think anything of it. Moving into the bunk a little more Chad leads Rosalyn to the bed and sits down just holding her close and listing to her.

Letting her talk and just listing Chad rock's softly soaking everything she was saying up. He couldn't understand why her father hated him so. He'd never done anything to show he was disrespectful or that he would do anything to hurt anyone. He was a older sure but that automatically made him a bad guy?

Pulling away from Rosalyn and looking down into her eyes Chad brings a finger to the tears on her cheek and just rubbing her face with his finger. Looking down into her eyes for a long moment Chad finally leans down and places a small kiss on her lips before pulling away again.

   "I promise you no matter what I am not going anywhere till I have to go back to work. You have my word and that means everything to me."

Leaning into Mick as his arm slid his arms around her Rosetta couldn't help but smile a little more and give a sigh of contentment as the rocked and forth slightly. It was the quiet moment's she got to spend with Mick that Rosetta liked the most where she could just soak him up, and enjoy his love.

   "Mmmm...it does seem strange to think of what life might have been if non of this happened. It's really a thought I don't like to visit, I like my life to much."

Sitting at the table and giving a little nod Hope understood what he was saying. Though he felt like he was waiting for something to happened Scott was really pulling himself together. He was doing better than he had before, and he was starting to look a little better too. Some slight color was coming to his face, and he was putting a little meat on his bones. He really had come a long way.

About to say something Hope stops as the cup comes crashing to the ground. Letting her eyes go wide for a moment Hope was to her feet and over to  Scott in a heart beat. Taking his hand in her own to stop him from picking up the glass for a second Hope brings her hand to his head to check out the bump.

   "Scott Hun...are you ok? Do you need any ice or anything?"

   "I have to say I think your kissing runs a close second with just you being here on the list of things I missed about you."

Destiny gives a smile as she was still in Chance's lap her arms around his neck. She wasn't ready to let go yet, and was enjoying this far to much to end this moment. Having Chance back was better than she could of imagined it  and who new when he'd have to go on another mission she better enjoy this while she could.

   "So...you know when they are sending you out again? Or do I at least get a little more time with you?

Embarrassed

Rosalyn falls into Chad's embrace, melting under the protection of his arms. Keeping her face hidden in his chest as they step inside, she shakes her head, trying to regain her voice. "It's... it's me he's angry with." 

More tears come. If she could nuzzle any closer, she would. "He thinks I'm being stupid..." She sniffs before swallowing hard and scrunching her eyes shut tight. "And he thinks I'll just... just get hurt. He... told me not to see you again and... and he was going to force Mick's hand and... and get you to leave." 

Her slow tears become a series of sobs as her emotions bubble over. She hadn't meant to cry all over Chad, but it was just all so confusing and it hurt so much. 

As Rosetta joins him, a soft smile spreads across Mick's face. Giving her hand a squeeze, he turns to kiss the top of her head. "Mmm... I think you've said it once or twice... I love you too." 

Giving her his other hand to hold, he slips his arm from between them so he can wrap it around her shoulders. Letting the swing rock gently, his eyes continue to watch the ranch. "It's hard to imagine life away from here. Sometimes it's even hard to remember my own life before I came back here." 

Scott manages a little smile, unsure if Hope really wanted coffee all that much, or if she was just looking out for him. Either way it was okay with him - he was the one who'd asked her to come anyway. 

"I dunno... sometimes I think this house is cozy and sometimes it feels like something's just waiting to happen." He didn't like to think he was still scared after all this time, but it was the truth. If there was one thing he wanted out of life it was to not be afraid anymore. But so far he hadn't figured out how. 

With an awkward pause at the table, Scott rises to check the coffee. Opening the cupboard, he retrieves two mugs, only to turn towards his blind side and ram his head into the open door. Flinching, his fingers lose their grip and one the mugs is sent to the floor with a crash as it shatters. The loud noise startled Domino enough to send her scurrying from the kitchen, then peek back around the corner carefully, wondering what on earth had happened.

Groaning, Scott slams the cupboard door, blaming it rather than his lack of caution. Kneeling on the floor, he starts to pick up the pieces, muttering to himself. "Never liked this cup anyway." In truth, right now he felt all thumbs. He should have just come home alone. He shouldn't have asked Hope to come. He shouldn't have invited her to his house. It was all his stupid fault and he felt utterly ridiculous and embarrassed, and would just as soon scrap the whole evening and go crawl in bed and forget about it. But he'd been dumb and now he still needed to take time to drink coffee with Hope whether he liked it or not.

And somewhere not far away, Chance and Destiny smooched the night away, then ran off together, disappearing altogether.

Cozy

Waiting for Scott to unlock the door Hope was pashent. She wouldn't rush him inside, or act like she was in a hurry. Fact of the matter was that even if it was a little cold out it felt nice and Hope didn't mind the fresh air.

Entering the apartment and looking around Hope steps to the side and lets Scott head in the direction he wanted to go. Following behind him She unzips her jacket before coming to the table and setting it on the back of one of the chairs. Be offered to sit down at the table Hope was happy to as she waited for the coffee to be ready. Looking across the table at Scott she gives a smile before a little shake of her head.

   "I don't know why you're calling yourself a coward. I can for coffee, not to protect you."

Hope's smile curves a little bit as she tried to make Scott feel good. He might be a little skidish but she was ok with it and it didn't really bother her at all. Scott was an important person to her and she would always treat him as so.

   "..anyways its cozy here, I like it better than going out anywhere."

Giving a thoughtful nod and continuing to stir the sauce in the pot. Though she had her own feelings about Carson Misty was really happy for Alec. There was a look in his eye that said he wanted to know his family and who was she to think anything wrong with that. 

   "I am very happy for you Alec. Maybe you will be able to get to know your family more slowly."

Finished with the stuff inside she had to do Rosetta walks to the door. Peeking out and seeing Mick sitting on the swing Rosetta opens the screen door letting it gently close behind her as to not wake BJ. Coming over to the swing Rosetta eases down next to Mick and leans her head on his shoulder slipping her hand into his own. It was moments like this that she loved the most sometimes.

   "Mmmm...nothing like having a crisp night to snuggle close with someone. Have I told you I loved you today?"

Hearing the soft knock at the door Chad was a bit surprised. He hadn't been expecting anyone and had just crawled into bed. Not wanting to dismiss the knock though in case it was something important he slowly walks to the door his pajama pants on, but no shirt, and his bare feel scraping softly on the floor. 

   "Rosalyn?"

Seeing her standing there and the tears that were clear in her eyes Chad's heart went out to her. He could only imagen what the fight was about and new he was more than likely in the middle of it. Sstepping forward and putting his arm over her shoulder Chad pulls her in close to him and wraps his arms around her before turning to step inside a little more. 

   "Shhhh...Shhh...come on in babe its gonna be ok. Was your dad angry with me again?" 

Just wanted...

"I think since I've got Domino with me, it'd be better just to go home," Scott reasons. Going out somewhere was probably a better idea than having Hope over to his house, but he didn't want to make the little dog wait in the car or wait any longer for her supper. She could survive, but he'd be nice to her.

Heading out with Hope, Scott breathes in the evening air. It was a little chilly since the sun went down, making him glad he'd worn his hoodie. After getting to his car, he starts out first, letting Hope follow. Halfway home, he felt even sillier for asking anybody to go home with him. It really was rather childish, and he knew someday he'd have to face the dark whether he wanted to or not.

Arriving at his house, he parks and waits for Hope to join him before stepping up on the porch and unlocking the door - all three locks. Having someone with him made him try a little harder to not act as paranoid as he felt inside. He wanted to check every nook and cranny before settling in for the night, but he knew good and well that Domino would alert him if anything was wrong, and all she did once the door was open was head to her bowl in the kitchen.

"Somebody's hungry," Scott muses aloud. Grinning, he shakes his head, letting Hope in the house in front of him. Aiming for the kitchen, he flips on the lights and first feeds Domino before putting on a pot of coffee. Letting it brew, he motions to the kitchen table, sitting down with Hope. He could suggest the living room couch but... maybe the table was better.

"Thanks... for coming over." His eyes drift everywhere but her gaze. "Maybe one of these days I won't be such a coward."

Accepting the job of cutting up the peppers, Alec nods absentmindedly. "Yeah... I hope it works out too. I mean, I know it's just a few hours and it might not last very long if I can actually find something else but..." He shrugs. "I guess I'm just sorta glad he's being nice to me. Like maybe I have a chance at something after all." 

Had he ever admitted out loud how much he wanted to be with his family? He didn't think so. But the ache in his heart hadn't gone away. He wished he knew his brother better. He wished he knew his sister better. At least he was getting to see his niece, whom he dearly loved, even though he might not say it. But he still wished to be closer to his siblings. He'd just messed things up too badly.

"Hey, Sparky?"

Sparky stops mid-stride in the barn aisle, turning towards Mick's voice. "Yeah? I brought those colts in for the night like you wanted."

"Oh, yeah, thanks." Mick approaches, stopping in front of him. "Something else though. I was just in the break room going through some things and I was checking a few records. Sorted through what we've got in the safe in there, and I keep coming up a few hundred dollars short on that money we stashed in there. Any idea where it went? Did I send some of that with you to an auction or anything recently?"

Sparky fiddles with the leadrope in his hand as he eyes drift elsewhere. "Uh, no... no, not that I know of."

"I feel like I'm going crazy." Mick tilts back his had, scratching his forehead. "Maybe my math's off but I've counted it three times."

"Oh."

Mick cocks his head, realizing that his brother wasn't looking at him. "Do you know where that money went?"

"Well I haven't used it for anything, if that's what you're asking."

"No, that's not what I'm asking." Mick nudges Sparky's shoulder until he looks at him. "But you do know something about it don't you?"

Sparky coils up the rope and clears his throat. "All I'm saying is that the missing money will probably show back up again." He turns to leave, but Mick's hand on his shoulder stops him. He keeps his back to him though. "I made someone a promise not to talk about it, Mick."

Mick was even more concerned now. Who had needed money that badly to have taken it from the safe? Why wouldn't someone have asked for it? Mick would give it to anybody in need, but he was a bit perturbed that someone would take it without at least telling him. "Who?"

Sparky glances back over his shoulder, studying his brother's eyes. No matter what he'd told Dylan, now was the time for truth before this got blown out of proportion. "I think you better ask your son about it."

"Dylan?" Mick's eyebrows shoot up. "But why? What did he need the money for?"

Sparky continues his route, hanging up the rope on the way to the door. "I've said all I can," he calls back.

Left alone, Mick sets his hands on his hips, irritated with being left in the dark like this. But if Dylan had something to do with this, then Dylan he would ask...

..."Dylan?"

Dylan looks up from his schoolwork spread out on his bed, surprised to hear his dad's voice. He didn't usually come looking for him, especially in the evenings when everyone was settling down for the night. "Yeah? It's open."

Mick enters the bunkhouse slowly, letting the door close behind him. "Hey, you got a minute?"

Dylan shrugs, tapping his pencil on his knee as he sat cross-legged. "Sure."

"I, um... I was talking with Sparky a few minutes ago and he pointed me in your direction. I'd been asking him about some money that was in the barn safe."

Dylan's shoulders automatically drop. He'd almost had everything paid back again. After a string of auctions lately, he'd been so close. "What...did he tell you?"

"Nothing. That's why I'm here." Mick folds his arms and studies his son's face, searching for answers. "I'm not accusing anybody... I'm just looking for answers. Do you know why there's several hundred dollars missing?"

Dylan's eyes fall to his books and he swallows hard. He knew he was in for it now. "Yeah... I do."

Mick sighs. There was a bigger story here - he could feel it. And it was obviously something he wasn't going to like, or else Sparky would have been more upfront with him. Not to mention, his son's body language had guilt written all over it. "You wanna explain?"

"Not really." Dylan finally looks up with a little smirk. He knew that not explaining wasn't an option at this point. Still fiddling with his pencil, he shrugs again. "It was when I left. I took several thousand dollars."

Mick's eyes widen and he comes a few steps closer, trying to understand. "But there's-"

"I blew it all." Dylan keeps going. "Mostly on bus fares ...and drugs. I knew you'd kill me if you discovered I'd taken the money though so... I've been paying it back little by little. I was trying to pay it all back before you found out, but... looks like I was just a little too slow."

Mick still didn't have all the pieces and he shakes his head, more confused so far, than angry. "But how have you been paying it back? And why did Sparky..." Suddenly it clicks. "The auctions."

Dylan nods. "Every time I've gone with Sparky, I've done some fast horse trading and made a few hundred dollars at a time. I was planning on getting the last chunk here at the next auction." He bites his lip. "I, um... suppose you'll be taking all this outta my hide now, huh?"

Sighing deeply, Mick slowly shakes his head. Perhaps it was his pattern to lose his temper over something like this. But perhaps it was also time to change that pattern. "No...no, I don't think so. Looks like you're doing a pretty good job of paying it all back on your own. I don't think anything else is necessary, do you?"

Dylan blinks. His dad wasn't even going to yell at him? "I... guess not. I mean... if you want me doing something else, or working it off or-"

"You do more than your share of work around here," Mick interrupts. "Don't think I haven't noticed. I'm disappointed you stole that money, and I'm disappointed you didn't come to me about it sooner. But I'm also pretty sure it's not something you'll do again, and I'm impressed that you've been paying it back. So... there's not a whole lot more to be said, is there?"

Dylan swallows hard. "I'm sorry."

Mick purses his lips and nods once more. "Me too. But I forgive you. Just let me know when the rest of the money's in there, okay?"

"Okay."

What Mick really wanted to do was hug his son, but he refrains. "Alright... well... I'll leave you to your schoolwork. Rosetta says you're zipping right through some of your classes."

"Yeah. I got a little ways to go yet but I should be able to test out of a couple subjects here soon. I might actually be able to get done with school by next summer if I keep up with this pace."

Knowing that he'd been held back a year then had had so much trouble since then, Mick really was quite impressed that he'd worked hard enough to get that caught up on his work. Dylan should have been graduating this coming spring, but to be able to do it a few months late instead of a whole year or more was quite a feat. "I'm proud of you, Dylan."

Something tugs at Dylan's heart and he just gives Mick a little nod. "Thanks." 

 ...Easing down on the porch swing, Mick's eyes roam the ranch yard. Rosetta would expect him inside soon. He'd only gone to finish up a few things after supper and one thing had led to the next until it had become later than intended. BJ was probably in bed by now... he'd have to go say goodnight at least before going to bed himself. But for now... for now, he just wanted to rest in the quiet evening under the stars.

Taking off his hat, he runs a hand through his hair before leaning back in the swing and letting it rock gently. He was amazed at how life had led him to this point. In one of those bunkhouses was his daughter... so young but so grown up too, engaged and planning her life. In another bunk was his son... even younger yet so much more mature than he ever should have been. His future was so foggy, and Mick worried often about him. Then behind him was another son, full of life and love and energy, bringing so much joy with his innocence. And Mick also had Rosetta. Would she ever know how much happiness she brought him? It would be difficult for anyone to ever know. But she'd fulfilled his life in so many ways - he thanked God every day for bringing their lives together again.

What would tomorrow bring? Or the next week? Or next year? Mick didn't have a clue. He only hoped that he would make the right decisions and be the man God wanted him to be. He'd already made so many mistakes... would he ever be as wise as he should?

Letting out a deep sigh, he continues just to sit and rock gently.

Rosalyn steps softly up onto the small porch, pulling her jacket tighter around her shoulders. It was hardly cold, but she felt extra chilly in the night air. It wasn't too late, but the sun had been down for hours and the ranch had grown quiet. 

The day had been one full of smiles with moments of bliss. After Chad had finished helping her with the garden, they'd gone for a walk and simply enjoyed each other's company, holding hands and sharing more about each other. They'd been gone longer than planned but had been around for supper, then had hung out with a few others like Clint and Jeff who didn't seemed disturbed by Chad's presence. After that, Rosalyn and Chad had said goodnight, splitting ways. She had walked home, feeling so happy and warm all over... Until she'd walked inside the house. 

Wiping her eyes with the back of her hand and sniffling, she now knocks quietly on Chad's door as more tears surface. She didn't want to bother him. He'd said he'd be going to bed. She didn't want to wake him. But she didn't want to go back home either. 

Waiting until he'd come to the door, her eyes rise to meet his. Several more tears trickle down her cheeks and her voice wavers as she speaks. "I'm... I'm sorry to bother you. I just... I went home and... and Dad got mad and we had a big fight and..." She chokes, trying not to cry any more. "I just... I just wanted to be with you." 

Time to kill...

Pulling away from Eric Ashlee smiles up at him again as she looked into his eyes. He really did care about her mom and herself. Just looking deep into his eyes Ashlee could see it and it warmed her. She'd always missed having that father figure in her life, or someone to do father daughter stuff with her but always settled. Now having Eric though weather he was officially her dad or not she realized how much she had missed and didn't want to have to say goodbye to it yet.

   "Ok, no more thinking your mad."

Moving away from Eric and back to her horse Ashlee mounts again. She was ready to move on from this embarrassing situation and continue on. Hearing about this weekend her smile grows even more as she can feel her heart beat jut a little more. She liked going places with her mom and Eric but throwing Dylan into the mix it just made it that much better.

   "Of course it will be fun how could it not be?"

Hearing the knock on the door Hope looks up form her paper work. She'd gotten lost in her own work and had not even realized what time it was herself. Seeing Scott a smile spreads across Hope's face. It was always nice when he would come and stop by and talk with her. She'd been giving him his time and space but it always made her heart flutter when he would stop and talk.

   "Why hey there."

Listing to what Scott had to say Hope gives an understanding nod. She was surprised that he was here this late but she would never say anything about it. He was slowly working through his issues and she new he had come a long way already. Thats all anyone could hope for and slowly Scott was doing it and over coming his fears. She could see it, and she could see the fight in his eyes.

   "I'd love to go for some coffee with you. I am pretty much done here anyways. We can go back to your place, or go out and than I can drive you home if you like. I'll leave that up to you."

Putting her papers away and cleaning up her desk quick it didn't take long before she was grabbing her jacket. Shutting the light off in her office and shutting the door. Joining Scott she smiles and was ready to go where ever he would like. She didn't feel as tired as normal today so she had a little time to kill.

Standing at the stove cooking dinner Misty just listens to Alec. She was a bit surprised that about Carson's offer to Alec but at the same time she was happy. She new Alec had been having a hard time finding work so now that he had even if it was with her ex was a good thing for him.

   "Hey a little money is better than nothing. I'd never stick my nose up at someone who was trying to make a living."

Giving a smile and going over to the counter Misty puts down a cutting bored and some peppers down for Alec to cut up as she went back to the stove. She really was happy that Alec would be working and maybe even get to know his brother a little bit. She just hoped this wasn't a ploy for Carson to try and get her back, or to see Mackenzie when he new he couldn't.

   "I am really happy for you Alec. I hope it works out well."

Dark

Eric wished he were way too nice and cool for someone to have taken advantage of him too, but maybe that whole thing with Dana was his own fault anyway. At least somebody believed in him.

Suddenly being hugged and told he was loved, for a moment he just stands rigidly, not quite sure what to do. Ashlee was full of surprises today, and he certainly hadn't expected such words from her. Feeling a new warmth spread through him, he finally slips his arms around her too and returns a tight hug. He did like being a part of her family...and he couldn't help but wonder if perhaps someday it might even be official. He wasn't sure he liked to dare think that far ahead but...his feelings for Stacy were growing every day, and he simply adored Ashlee. Was this all...really real? Were the three of them really becoming a little family? The thought sent tingles through him.

A smile spreads on his lips. "Well I'm glad to know I make your mom happy... and I'm right proud to be part of your family now too." 

Pulling back, he gives Ashlee a wink. "So no more thinking I'm mad at anybody. Besides, I heard you, me, your mom and Dylan are gonna hang out this weekend, and I'm planning on having a good time." 

A grin surfaces as Chance starts to return more of Destiny's light kisses. "Mmm... okay... that sounds good... to me..." 

Standing here in the entryway though, really wasn't the most comfortable spot if Destiny was willing to spend a little more time enjoying each other. Drawing away, he takes her hand and pulls her further inside until he spots the living room couch. Sitting down at one end, he pulls her sideways into his lap, wrapping his arms around her waist. He still had his leather jacket on, but he didn't care. It was her that he was paying attention to. 

Smiling again, his hands coax her nearer once more until his lips find hers. Leaning back into the corner of the couch, he lets her rest on him, soaking up everything about these precious moments. 

Domino's little nails click on the tile floor as she trots directly by Scott's heel, obediently sticking close, as if she knew Reese allowed her here only if she continued to behave. Her master had stayed late tonight, and she didn't understand that, along with the empty chair in the office where her master's best friend usually sat, but she wasn't in the habit of complaining. She knew she'd get fed eventually. Scott was good that way.

Heading home at a later hour than normal, Scott didn't like the idea of going home in the dark, but he'd gotten wrapped up in today's work, only to realize that time had slipped away. Without Dalton here to remind him when to eat or when to quit work, it was more difficult to keep on track.

Tucking his hands in his hoodie pocket, he yawns. At least he had something for Reese tomorrow. And when Dalton came back to work soon, there wouldn't be too big a pile of work waiting.

As he continued his route, he was a little surprised to see Hope's office light still on. He hadn't known she worked this late. Starting to skirt around the open doorway to remain out of sight, he stops as a new thought comes to mind. He hated the dark. He didn't want to go home and walk into a dark house. He always made sure he was home before sundown. Except for tonight. But... maybe there was a way around it. At the same time though, did he really want to choose that route?

Scott finds himself leaning on the office door frame, silently watching Hope for several moments. They'd had lunch a few times... took a few walks in the park. But nothing much more than that. And while Scott never talked about it, he was fully aware of Hope's continuous waiting...on him. And even though he never spoke of it, he often thought of her and what they'd had together once. But what remained stronger in his mind was fear. Fear of who he'd become. Fear of his own problems and how they might affect others. Fear of moving forward just to realize he couldn't handle it. And yet... there were so many days he felt so lonely... like a piece of him was missing... like there was a part of life he was supposed to have but didn't. Was it circumstances or his own choice?

Taking a deep breath, he raps his knuckles softly on the door. "Hey, Hope." He musters up a small smile. "You, um... working real late? I was just heading out and..." He pauses, biting his lip. "I guess I wondered if you wanted some coffee or something... at my place." He had to tell her his reasons though. "I kinda lost track of time and... well, I... um..." Did he sound as much like a little kid as he felt right now? Heat rises to his cheeks. He might as well admit to what a scaredy cat he was so she'd know it. "I didn't leave a light on at home and I'm not real keen on walking into a dark house alone." 

"...So it's not much - just a few hours a week, but... it's something." Alec sat at the kitchen table as Misty prepared supper. Jason was coming over but he hadn't arrived yet, giving Alec a chance to tell about Carson's small job offer. He was a little hesitant to tell Misty... after all, this was her soon-to-be-ex he was talking about. But he hoped she was at least glad he'd found something, even if it was small. For him, it was a good step forward. 

He toys with a napkin on the table and shrugs. "Still need more, but at least it's a few bucks, right?"

Admit

Having Eric stop and stopping with him Ashlee just looks at him for a long moment. Hearing his question Ashlee looks down for a moment about to reply but isn't sure what to say. No one had said anything, and she felt silly for just assuming but she couldn't help it. She never new her own father had not stuck around why would someone else? It was just a dreadful thought she couldn't help.

Dismounting and having Eric look at her Ashlee looks back up her eyes wide slightly. His words seemed to his her heart and warmed her a little bit too. Eric really was proud of her that much? He still enjoyed his time with here and was thankful for it? This was a new feeling of acceptance from someone she looked up too.

   "Ok, I got it."

Continuing to let Eric talk and explain everything to her Ashlee was starting to understand a little more. Now she felt silly for assuming it had something to do with herself and her mom but at the same time it was nice to know how much they were cared for by Eric and it was reassuring.

   "I don't know how anyone can be mean to you! You're way to nice and cool for someone to do that. I guess whoever they are wasn't very smart."

Looking up at Eric again and cocking her head a little bit Ashlee couldn't help but take a few steps forward and warp her arms around Eric and bury her face into his chest. Just hearing his words of care and comfort it overwhelmed her and made her feel so happy inside. Eric really was the only dad figure she new and for some reason there was something about him that didn't bother her to think of him that way either.

   "I love you Eric like a daughter would a father, and thank you for wanting to be apart of our family. You make my mom very happy. I can see it in her eyes. She has been lonely for to long even if she'd never admit to it."

Being drawn even farther into the kiss Destiny didn't mind at all. Just to have Chance there, to feel him with her it was an like a dream, but it was one that she never wanted to wake from, and would be content with just that.

Feeling the wall behind her Destiny tightens her grip around Chance slightly as she just continues the kiss and not breaking it till he moved away but returned. Even the small kiss made her murmur her pleasure of this moment. As Chance pulls away once again Destiny leans her head against his and lets the smile spread across her lips.

   "I am pretty sure this is to real to be a dream, but we can always keep our eyes closed and continue kissing if you just want to make sure."

Leaning into him again Destiny places a few more kiss on Chance's lips, soft light but still full of emotion. The moment she wanted to savor, remember, never forget, she had been waiting a while for this and now that it was here she wasn't ready to let it go. 

  

Kick your butt

Fighting? With Stacy? Eric's eyes widen slightly and he looks quickly at Ashlee, not even knowing how to respond to that one. He'd thought maybe she'd be a little disappointed he wouldn't be around as much, but how had she come to that conclusion? Before he even has time to gather a response, Ashlee's second remark hits him straight through to his heart. First, because she'd actually said aloud her feelings that he was like a dad to her, and second, because she'd somehow thought he wasn't pleased with her. 

"Ho there... whoa..." He reins in Static to a halt, making sure Ashlee stops Moonbeam too. Tipping his hat back, he shakes his head, just studying Ashlee for a moment. "Girl, where on earth did you get the notion I was upset with you or that your mom and I were fighting?" 

As soon as the words left his mouth though, it suddenly clicked. She'd just said he was the only dad she'd ever known... because her own father had abandoned her and her mother. Had she really put the pieces together in such the wrong order to have thought he just wanted to get away from them and that's why he was going to drive again? 

Sighing, he dismounts, motioning for Ashlee to do the same. Once on the ground, he sets his hands on her shoulders and looks down at her square in the eye. "I care for you and your mom like nobody else. And if I had a daughter, I'd want her to be just like you." Saying it brought a lump to his throat, but he remains composed. "Your mom and I ain't fighting at all - we're still great friends, okay? And you've done absolutely nothing to make me want to leave. You got that?" He gives her chin a teasing tap with his finger and offers a smile. 

"I'm taking these truck driving jobs because right now because I need the money." He didn't want to burden the girl, but he also knew she was old enough to understand and there was no point in him beating around the bush. "A while back, somebody wasn't so nice to me and I lost a lot of money, and I need to pull my fair share around here at the ranch." And...maybe, just maybe in the back of his mind, he was also planning for the future. But that didn't need to be said right now. 

"So... it has absolutely nothing to do with either you or your mom making me mad, okay?" His smile returns. "Besides, if you ever did anything to tick me off, I'd kick your butt and we'd talk about it - I wouldn't just walk away. I don't work that way." 


Just holding Jamie close, Con eases his eyes shut and enjoys the moment with her. He hoped it was true - that she was proud of him, even though he felt like a failure. He did know she loved him though. Why, he'd never know, but he hung on to that to keep him going. 

"And you've made me so happy too," he mentions quietly before kissing the top of her head. "I don't know what I'd do without you." 


Being drawn into Destiny's kiss, Chance murmurs his approval, immediately returning the affection. It had been far too long. It seemed like forever ago that they had been together before his mistakes had torn them apart. Before he had been forced to leave. Come back. Forced to leave again. And now, finally, finally, he was in her arms once again. The odds had been stacked against him - and he'd never take this for granted. 

Wrapping his arms around her, his hands roam her back while returning her kiss with passion.  Shifting her to the side, his palms wander up her arms and to the sides of her face while he gently pushes her back against the wall. 

Withdrawing only to tilt his head the other way, he offers her a series of shorter kisses before finally pulling back just far enough to rest his forehead against hers. Catching his breath, his eyes remain closed. "I don't want to open my eyes," he whispers, breathless. "I'm afraid if I do, I'll find this is only a dream." 

Wont be

Riding with Eric Ashlee was enjoying the nice time, fresh air and the chatting with Eric. This was the time of day she looked forward to the most just being able to relax, learn and just have a nice time not really having to worry about anything. Today though, something seemed different. As if things were heavy on Eric's mind.

Hearing about Eric's new of driving truck again Ashlee turns to look at him for a long moment. That meant he would be on the road again. He wouldn't be around to see as much and...why? Did he not like spending time with her mom and herself anymore? And she lessons she didn't want to have Sparky teach her. She liked that Eric did and he was good at it too.

   "You're going to be leaving...Do you not like spending time with Mom and me anymore? I am sure if you guys are fighting or something you can work it out."

Moving forward a little bit with Eric Ashlee falls silent for a moment as she takes in a deep breath trying to keep her horse steady. She remembered Eric had told her the horse could read someones emotions So she wanted to stay calm but it was hard.

   "Riding wont be the same without you, and I'll miss you Eric. You're...the only dad I've even known. I'm sorry if I did something to make you want to leave."

Being pulled down to lay on Con's chest Jamie didn't mind one bit. She loved having his arms around her, and just laying comfortable on him. They seemed to fit so perfect together no matter what position they were in.

   "Mmmmm...every day when I look into your eyes I am reminded about how much you love me. It's the best thing a woman could come home too."

Wrapping her arm around Con's wast and burying her face into his chest a little more Jame soaks up his comfort and returns it with her own. There were some days when a little extra of this was needed and Jamie didn't mind offering it at all.

   "Did I ever tell you how proud of you I am always? You've made me so happy Con."

Taking the flowers from Chance and bring them to her nose to smell them Destiny couldn't help the bit of color that came to her cheeks as well with Chance's comment. Stepping back inside Destiny places they on the table before turning back around to Chance and right into his arms. As the door falls shut behind them Destiny can't help the smile that grows on her lips. 

   "Mmmm...I guess it would be ok to kiss you now."

Bringing her arms around Chance's neck Destiny leans in to give him a kiss. Bringing her lips to his own her just lets her pent up emotions run free. Her one hand finding the back of his head as the other slipped down his arm, around his side to his back, and back up playing with his hair line. 

Time seemed to stand still and in the saftly of her house Destiny didn't mind. Chance had been gone for so long that now being able to share how she felt, she was going to rush it or pass it up. This moment she was going to saver and show Chance how much she missed him.

Lose Control

A smile finally comes to Chance's face and a little laugh slips out. "I'm not gonna say no to that." It had been so very long since his lips had felt hers. The mere suggestion sent tingles down his spine. 

Letting Destiny go for a moment, he bends to pick up the dropped flowers and hand them to her. "I thought theses were pretty.... til I saw you. But I suppose they'll look alright in a vase or something." 

Smiling again, he follows her inside before taking her arm to turn her back around to him once more. Without looking, he stretches his foot back to coax the door shut. "There. No eyes watching us." 

Resting his hands on her shoulders, his thumbs run up and down her neck. "Now..." His voice had turned to a whisper. "You better kiss me before I lose control." 

Seeing Jamie, Con isn't surprised. He hadn't heard her approach, but he'd felt her footsteps. He offers her the best smile he could muster - which wasn't much, but it was all he had in him today. 

Her offer for lunch didn't make his stomach growl like it usually did. He usually ate like a bear to match his size. But lately he just hadn't been very hungry. It wasn't her fault though, and he'd eat lunch with her if it would make her happy. 

He nods slowly. "Yeah... Anything is okay with me." 

Reaching out his hand, he runs it up Jamie's arm before pulling her down to rest on his chest. Wrapping his big arms around her, he kisses her lips warmly before just hugging her. "Have I thanked you lately for being the best wife a man could have?" 

"Mm... well then, if you miss me that much, maybe it'll just make my coming home that more special." Eric grins and gives Stacy's hand a squeeze. 

"For now though, let's talk about going to town this weekend."  Now with her knowing about his job, he'd just as soon move on to another subject and think about hitting the road later. It would make for a much more pleasant morning anyway...

It wasn't long before breakfast was over and the rest of the day had to be faced along with the work that awaited...

...Keeping a close eye on Ashlee and Moonbeam, Eric rides alongside, letting Static pick the pace. It was a nice afternoon - perfect for a ride out in the fields. He'd only had Ashlee out of the corral a couple times, but pretty soon she'd be just fine on her own. Which was a good thing, unless she wanted lessons from someone else while he was gone. He wasn't sure what she'd decide about that one - he'd been working with her almost every day since getting her on a horse and she didn't seem to be tired of it. 

"So... I was telling your mom today about some things I'm gonna have to be doing soon." Straightening out his reins he pulls Static's head back over to keep him from munching on some leaves as they rode alongside a wooded area. 

Eric glances over at Ashlee, pleased that he hadn't had to remind her about keeping her posture yet today. "I've signed on to a couple truck driving jobs." She knew he used to be a truck driver, and he was sure that this news wouldn't bother her in the least. He'd only be gone a week or two at a time, and he'd only signed on for two runs. Of course... what he knew was that driving truck wasn't something you easily hopped in and out of. You were either in or not, and there was a good chance he'd be on the road even after these first couple runs. He also knew that even though he and Stacy hadn't talked about that aspect, that she was well-aware of it too. 

Regardless, he was still sure that Ashlee wouldn't mind as much as her mother thought she would. After all, there was plenty here to keep her busy, she could ride by herself now, there was a lot in the barn to keep her occupied, and she still had Dylan to hang out with too. His absence would surely not disrupt much in her daily life. 

"I take off Monday for the first run and I'll just be gone two weeks is all. Then I'll have a few days back here and the next run won't be quite as long." Nudging Static with his heels, he chides his horse for wanting to veer off the path. "You're doing great with your riding, so while I'm gone you can either get some tips from Sparky maybe, or fly solo, that's up to you." He tosses Ashlee a grin. "I bet Dylan would ride with you too."

I want to

Continuing to just keep her arms around Chance and her head buried into his neck Destiny soaked up the kiss and the warmth of his arms around her. His voice like music to her ears, and with every word he said she took it in, understood it and listened.

   "I'm so happy your ok. I'll never give up on you again."

Finally pulling away and looking up at Chance Destiny gives a smile bringing a hand to his face. He was really here this time, and it wasn't a rescue mission, or him begging for forgiveness. He was really here this time and it was for her.

   "Come inside, I want to kiss you but I think it would be better if we didn't have eyes watching us."

Giving a smile to Rick and a nod Misty didn't mind at all helping him out. It was nice getting to know Clay and it was part of her job to help those who needed it. Even if it was only lending an ear to someone who wanted to talk.

   "Not a problem Rick. Take care Clay, hope to see you again sometime."

Lifting her hand and giving a small wave Misty turns and heads back to her desk  and sitting down. She had a little bit more work to do and than with any luck she would be ale to leave. Jason and herself had a date tonight and she been looking forward to it all day. Spending time with him always seem to just get better and better.

Coming home for lunch was not unusual lately since Con had left TJY. It was boring eating there alone and she would rather be with Con to eat lunch. Entering the house and making her way into the living room Jamie stops by the couch and looks down at Con. Her heart really did go out to him. She new how hard he had been looking for work and how much it was not working out for him. He was stressed and she new it and it made her sad.

   "Con, I'm home for lunch."

Coming around the couch and sitting down on the edge next to him Jamie lays a hand on his shoulder. She would always love him no matter what, no matter where he worked, and no matter how she had to talk to him. He's been the one to save her along time ago and she new her heart would always be his.

   "Want me to make us some lunch?"

Fly solo

"Mm... well then, if you miss me that much, maybe it'll just make my coming home that more special." Eric grins and gives Stacy's hand a squeeze. 

"For now though, let's talk about going to town this weekend."  Now with her knowing about his job, he'd just as soon move on to another subject and think about hitting the road later. It would make for a much more pleasant morning anyway...

It wasn't long before breakfast was over and the rest of the day had to be faced along with the work that awaited...

...Keeping a close eye on Ashlee and Moonbeam, Eric rides alongside, letting Static pick the pace. It was a nice afternoon - perfect for a ride out in the fields. He'd only had Ashlee out of the corral a couple times, but pretty soon she'd be just fine on her own. Which was a good thing, unless she wanted lessons from someone else while he was gone. He wasn't sure what she'd decide about that one - he'd been working with her almost every day since getting her on a horse and she didn't seem to be tired of it. 

"So... I was telling your mom today about some things I'm gonna have to be doing soon." Straightening out his reins he pulls Static's head back over to keep him from munching on some leaves as they rode alongside a wooded area. 

Eric glances over at Ashlee, pleased that he hadn't had to remind her about keeping her posture yet today. "I've signed on to a couple truck driving jobs." She knew he used to be a truck driver, and he was sure that this news wouldn't bother her in the least. He'd only be gone a week or two at a time, and he'd only signed on for two runs. Of course... what he knew was that driving truck wasn't something you easily hopped in and out of. You were either in or not, and there was a good chance he'd be on the road even after these first couple runs. He also knew that even though he and Stacy hadn't talked about that aspect, that she was well-aware of it too. 

Regardless, he was still sure that Ashlee wouldn't mind as much as her mother thought she would. After all, there was plenty here to keep her busy, she could ride by herself now, there was a lot in the barn to keep her occupied, and she still had Dylan to hang out with too. His absence would surely not disrupt much in her daily life. 

"I take off Monday for the first run and I'll just be gone two weeks is all. Then I'll have a few days back here and the next run won't be quite as long." Nudging Static with his heels, he chides his horse for wanting to veer off the path. "You're doing great with your riding, so while I'm gone you can either get some tips from Sparky maybe, or fly solo, that's up to you." He tosses Ashlee a grin. "I bet Dylan would ride with you too." 

"Hmm..." Clay just nods, paying more attention than his body language showed. He'd heard some about the Elite through Rick and local talk, but he really knew very little about it and what they did. He wasn't so sure who this "Agency" was either, but he wasn't going to ask questions right now. 

Finishing his orange, he stands and walks gingerly to the waste basket to throw away the peel. "Well... for what it's worth... I'm glad you're on this side too. Thanks for patching me up." 

"Alright, Clay. You ready to go?"

Clay turns too quickly and winces, putting a hand to his side. "What? Yeah. I thought you were gonna make me stay here longer." 

Rick shakes his head as he comes in, approaching both him and Misty. "Naw, I'll take you home and keep an eye on you there."

"Okay. Well..." Clay gives Misty a little wave. "Nice to meet ya." 

Rick also nods to Misty. "Thanks for your help. I'll be back to work in the morning."

Seeing Destiny come to the door, Chance's heart skips a beat. He couldn't read the look on her face. He'd obviously surprised her, but... was it a good surprise? Bad? Her eyes were so cryptic. Or had he just been away that long that he could no longer read them? 

"I..." His attempt at answering her initial phrase disperses as he's quite suddenly overtaken by Destiny's embrace. Almost stumbling backward, the flowers are dropped as his arms automatically wrap around her. Her words cut him to the quick and he holds her closer, feeling as though he'd committed yet another crime against this fragile heart. 

"Shhh... it's okay," he comforts. "I'm here now. I'm okay." She did care. She did want to see him. His embrace tightens. 

"They've had me in isolation to ensure maximum security. I had to help pinpoint Underground activity in exchange for being kept in the clear by the Elite. It took longer than we thought and I kept asking to contact you but they wouldn't let me for your safety's sake." 

He kisses the top of her head several times, continuing to hug her tightly until finally prying himself away just far enough to see her face. "I missed you so much," he whispers. "I thought for sure you would have given up on me again." 

Con sighs before rubbing his tired eyes and shoving the newspaper across the kitchen table. Nothing. No jobs that he could do. What was he supposed to do now? 

Rising, he heads for the living room where he flops down on the couch instead. Out of habit he plants his head in a throw pillow with his better ear up. Reaching around, he removes his hearing aid, tossing it onto the coffee table. It helped...but having it in his ear also drove him insane - one of the reasons he'd rarely worn it to work. Not to mention, he couldn't wear it on missions anyway because he couldn't wear that and a communication earpiece at the same time. Nothing worked anymore. And it was all the Agency's fault. 

He recalls becoming so very sick due to the Agency poison. It was then that his hearing had been mercilessly attacked. And slowly...slowly, it had worsened up until this point. Deaf in his left ear and a loss of hearing in his right. And because he hadn't given up sooner, someone had gotten hurt. 

Rolling onto his back, he stares up at the ceiling. He needed to find a job. He needed to earn money. He couldn't let Jamie take the full financial burden. It wasn't right. It was his responsibility. And he felt as though he were failing miserably.  

This end than...

Letting another smile shine through again Stacy couldn't be mad at Eric. She cared to much about him and he made her feel so good. Specially when he said the sweet things like he just had. Two weeks wasn't shabby even if it would feel like longer. Stacy could deal with that the best she could.

   "Something tells me its not that easy and she will notice your gone a great deal. Once you explain everything though I think she will understand too."

Stacy wasn't worried that Ashlee would not understand but only that at first she might think Eric was leaving because of them. Once everything was explain it would be ok, it was only the leading up to that, that would be hard on Ash and she new it.

   "I'm going to miss you very much too."

 Having the subject change Misty didn't mind to much. She had tried to share a little of her faith and what she though with Clay and hoped it sank in but being new to the whole thing herself. So maybe saying a little was better than saying to much.

Hearing Clay's question about what else they did around here Misty couldn't help but laugh. This was a subject she was more comfortable with. Talking about TJY till she was blue in the face was something she liked doing because she new and understood so much about it over the years of working here.

   "Well...they arn't always getting short, blown up, or hurt but there are many times they are too. On the off days though...or the less exciting days we work on research, finding cures, breaking things down so if and when the Agency ever attacks again we can be ready. At least thats what Rick and Myself do."

Standing again and moving a few things around before heading back over to her desk that wasn't to far away Misty sits down. Her feet were starting to hurt a little today from standing on them so long though she really wouldn't say anything. She liked being able to work and she didn't feel she was hurting herself only her feet a little bit.

   "Everyone else on there down time does paper work, look up old cases, and any other odds and ends. Its not all glits and glam but it keeps everyone busy and time to recover. All in all its really not a bad job and I'd rather be on this end than the other one!"

Hearing the door bell Destiny pokes her head out from the kitchen and looks down the hall. She hadn't been expecting anyone today and though some time had past there was still a little fear about someone coming for her. Seeing the shadowy figure on the other side she tried to ration with herself in her head no one would come for her now, not in the middle of the day time right?

Setting the towel down on the counter Destiny slowly makes her way down the hall and to the front door. Just standing there for a long moment with her eyes closed she takes a deep breath before letting it out and opening the door.

Seeing Chance on the other side Destiny just stands there for a moment shocked. It had been so long since she had last seem him and all she had been told was he was on a mission. She had missed him so much after there short reunight.

   "I didn't think I'd see you again for a while..."

Forgetting her fear of answering the door, or the shock when she opened it Destiny takes a step forward and throws her arms around Chance's neck. Pulling him into a big hug and just burying her face into his neck as a few tears escape her eyes.

   "I missed you so much and no one would tell me anything. At first I though maybe you just took off again but when I sat and thought about it...I new better and when I asked...no one would give me any information. Not even if you were ok or not. I couldn't help but fear the worst."

Won't even notice

"Forget you?" Eric gives Stacy a sheepish grin as he shakes his head. "I can do a lot of things, but forgetting about you just ain't one of 'em." He slowly moves his hand from her face, to cup her own palm between both of his. And raising it to his lips, he gives her fingers a tender kiss. "Thank you..." It was a thanks for not being upset with him. For supporting him. For believing in him. 

"Two weeks is gonna seem like an awfully long time, ya know that?" He grins again, his cheeks gaining a little color. It was strange, feeling like this. Like he didn't want to leave. Like two weeks was suddenly an eternity. Like there was more for him here at the ranch than there had been before. Like all of a sudden, he didn't want to be alone on the road. But he knew he had to do it. He needed the money. The ranch needed the money. And somewhere deep down, he also needed to prove to himself that he could drive again and not have it remind him of Dana. But that reason would go unvoiced. 

"I'm gonna take Ashlee out on a ride this afternoon and I'll let her know then. She's got enough to do around here that she probably won't even notice I'm gone." 

Clay keeps his eyes on the orange instead of Misty as she speaks. He always felt twinges of guilt when people talked about God, probably because he'd had that faith once. Now though, it was just hard for him to believe any of that anymore. Or was it that he simply didn't want to? 

Finding the atmosphere silent, he realizes Misty had finished speaking. Finished peeling the orange, he pries apart a slice and pops it in his mouth, savoring the juicy flavor. He wasn't sure when he'd had an orange last, but it sure tasted good today.

Glancing up again, he finally shrugs his response. "Maybe. We'll see." 

Preferring to change the subject, his eyes roam the infirmary. "So what do you do here? I mean, your guys aren't out getting shot up and beat up all the time, are they?"

Stepping up onto the porch, Chance shifted his sunglasses to the top of his head. His eyes held a weary look...tired... worn. But there was life there also. Hope. Hope that perhaps the past would remain as such and that the future would hold something different. Something better. 

Reaching out, he rings the doorbell. In the other hand was a small bouquet of flowers. It was a pitiful attempt after so much time had passed. But he had not been allowed to have contact with Destiny until now. Finally. The question was, would she even want to see him?

Something good

   "I'd never think less of someone for trying to make a living. Even if it was flipping burgers at least they were trying to make a living for themselves and not just living off the system."

Stacy new when her and Eric had first met it had been a little rough and maybe that still played in his mind and was a fear but she wished it wouldn't. But she couldn't blame him and she was still sorry for what she had said to him. He's been the best thing ever that had happened to her and she was lucky things had worked out how they had.

   "I'm not disappointed in what your doing, only that you didn't tell me sooner. I support you though Eric, and if this is what you need to do than do it. But you better keep in contact, and not forget me."

Leaning her head into Eric's hand Stacy couldn't help but soak in his comfort he was showing her. Taking his other hand in her own Stacy just holds it. She would miss Eric when he was not there, and the nights would be long without him to walk with but it wouldn't be for long and she would be able to see him when he got. Absence made the heart grow fonder, so maybe this would help them grow even more too.

Leaning against the counter and folding her arms across her chest she gives a thoughtful nod to Clay's comment. Being new to the christian faith herself she could understand in a way where he was coming from. It was hard to wrap year head around God when some bad things where happening in life.

   "Mmmm...yeah I understand where your coming from. I guess thought with everything bad happening in my own life I kinda wondered the same thing but than some good stuff happened too like finding someone who did still care about me and all the friends and people who did care about me."

Misty thinks for a second. She wasn't very good yet with the whole god thing, and talking about it yet but she was trying at least and it felt kinda good to get to talk with someone else about it too. It was almost like figuring it out together!

  "I don't think God plans for bad things to happen to us. We all have free choose and its how we grow in life. I think he does take a bad situation though and can make something good out of it. Maybe your good is finding your way here!"