-Later-
The team pulled up to their destination, a cabin deep in the forest. The trees were no longer green as they would have been earlier in the year, they were white-covered from the first snow fall of the season.
Ally smiled. "I'm so glad we decided to take this trip up here for a week. It's so beautiful with all the snow! You never see snow in Miami." She immediately looked to Dez, easily expecting some sort of remark about the lack of snow at home. But instead she caught him staring out the window, he'd been so quiet lately. Very unlike him. She stepped out of the car and walked to the back, grabbing Austin's arm. "I'm worried about Dez. He hasn't been himself."
Before Austin could respond, a mop of curling black hair is blocking each other's views. "Guys, move. I'm trying to get my stuff!" She gently pushes them away from each other as she opens the back of the car. "You guys can have your couply-moments later. Let's just get out of this cold! You know I don't tolerate…" She pauses as she pulls a particularly heavy bag out of the car and heaves it over her back "…cold." She looks at them. "Come on!" She turns and walks towards the cabin door, gently kicking it open with her foot.
Austin went to the passenger side behind him and frowned at Dez as he opened the door. He was still sitting there, a glazed over look on his face. "Come on, I know you're upset about Carrie. But Team Austin can help you feel better." Dez made no movement to get out of the car, so Austin undid his seatbelt and helped him out of the car. Mind you, Dez was not much help. He was making it as difficult as he possibly could. Once inside the cabin, Dez collapsed onto the couch and buried his face into a pillow, the sound of muffled crying coming soon after.
Trish walked back out to grab something else from the car. "Ugh, I hate the cold. Why would they want to bring me up to the cold? You don't seem to enjoy it either." She laughed a little and was about to open the door when she noticed he hadn't answered her. She looked over at him. "Dez..?" Almost immediately she heard the muffled crying and she frowned, but she wasn't sure what to do. Usually he was the one who tried to comfort her when SHE cried. Not the other way around. She hesitantly walked over and tried to rack her brain for how he helped her. She didn't even know why he was crying.
Austin & Ally were in the back room, Austin explained what happened with Dez and Carrie and Ally wanted to immediately go back home. She thought he would be better off home. But Austin convinced her otherwise, that he needed to be away with nothing to remind him of her. Ally decided to go out and check on Dez, as it was becoming dark and he was still on the couch. She opened the door and quietly made her way to the living room and what she saw made her freeze, a small smile on her face.
Trish had knelt down next to Dez, speaking carefully. Not as if speaking to a child, but as if speaking to something she was scared to break. "Dez…I'm not sure why you're crying, but you help me all the time when I'm sad. I'm here to help if you want me to. I-I know, this isn't like me. But I do think of you as a…" She paused looking down at her hands before looking back up and tucking a curl behind her ear. "…a friend. Because that's what we are. Whether I want to admit it or not.
At that, Ally slowly backed up into her room and looked at Austin, closing the door gently. "I think he is in good hands right now." She smiles gently and walks over to him, suddenly hugging him tightly with her arms wrapped around his waist and her head on his chest. He chuckles and hugs her back.