"Wow, you look great!" Jason exclaimed as soon as Lyla opened her front door. She knew in advance that they were going to one of his favourite restaurant in Austin and that he had expensive taste. Lyla decided on wearing a knee length red dress with a scoop neckline accompanied with spaghetti straps. It was form fitting at the top and flowed out when the material reached her the middle of her stomach. She straightened her long brown hair and pinned her side bangs to the side and out of the way.

Lyla gave Jason a good long look; he was wearing a grey suit with a white dress shirt. There was no tie, so his collar was open, making his attire look formal but not over the top. His dirty blonde hair was brushed and jelled so bits were sticking up at the front. She couldn't help but notice how handsome he looked and without notice she was smiling. "You don't look so bad yourself."

Jason held out his arm and she linked it with his as he led her down the walkway into his awaiting car. "So where we going?" She asked when the two were in the car and heading out of Dillon. The car seemed high tech; to her it looked like the inside of a spaceship with all different kinds of buttons. She admired the vehicle no less, it must have cost a fortune. Men and their cars, Lyla thought rolling her eyes.

"Bartlett's. It's a steak house, you'll love it." Jason replied. "This is my favourite place to eat in Austin."

They rode most of the drive to Austin with idle chatter, mainly talking about work. Lyla explained how she ended up in Dillon and in turn listened to Jasons' endless stories from being an agent. He told her of how he travelled the country looking for the next big athlete to sign. In his two years, he had managed to almost visit every state at least once.

The pair arrived at the restaurant in record time, it helped they were going against traffic. Lyla was now sitting across from Jason, a white napkin over her lap and a steak dinner placed in front of her. They ate their food in silence, too consumed to make an effort for conversation. Bartlett's Steakhouse had multiple tables all in rows and sections draped with white table cloths and candles placed in the middle. The walls were dark and the lighting was dim, setting a romantic mood.

"Is Tim Riggins your best friend?" Lyla asked Jason out of the blue. She was at this fancy restaurant in Austin with Jason and he was being a perfect gentleman. She couldn't help herself, the conversation was lacking, and Jason was an open book. Lyla really didn't want to think about Tim but she was curious about Tim and their friendship.

"He's like a brother. We've been friends since we were kids and we've been through a lot together." Jason answered smiling.

Lyla nodded, letting his answer sink in. "So what's up him?" As soon as the question was out she cursed herself. This question was a rather personal question and she had no idea why she blurted it out.

"What do you mean?" Jason asked, setting his knife and fork down onto his plate.

"Well I've heard people talk around town about him, I've heard things." It was a lie. She hadn't been in town long enough or out an about enough times to hear such things about Tim Riggins. Small town life meant everybody talked, so she took a stab at it, hoping she would get enough information out of Jason.

"Tim's been through the ringer a few times, more than the rest of us." He shrugged and she knew he wasn't going to expand on it.

Lyla sighed as she poked at the vegetables on her plate. By the time they had gotten their first course the pair had run out of things to talk about. Jason was being a perfect gentleman; he picked her up on time and led her out to his car. "So what's your story?" There had to be something about him, something interesting or something they had in common. No one was perfect; he had to have a story.

"Well I grew up in Dillon, had the typical southern upbringing. I was quarterback for my high school, we won state my senior year. What else? Oh, my family comes from money, so I've always lived rather comfortably. I was supposed to go Duke on a full ride scholarship, but that didn't end up happening." Jason frowned.

"What happened?" Lyla prodded, hoping to get more information out of him.

"I was in a car accident my senior year, I injured my spine and I never healed the same."

"I'm sorry, that must have been horrible."

"It was. Something I have to live with every day. But, I recovered and instead went to Columbia University got a degree and now I'm a successful sports agent." Jason smiled and his brown eyes were shining.

Lyla couldn't help to smile. He had gone through hard ships but came out on the right side, pushed through it. She realized how different he and Tim were, and she couldn't help but be glad she was here with Jason. This was the right choice.

After they were finished their dinner and the plates were cleared Jason spoke up, filling the silence. "So, tell me about what it was like growing up in the mid-west."

"It was alright, rather boring if you ask me." Lyla sighed, she really wished she lead an interesting life but growing up where she did, she was just lucky that she was able to get out.

Jason smirked. "It couldn't have been that bad."

"Well my town wasn't obsessed with football, so that was a plus." She teased.

"What do you have against football?"

"Nothing, just it's a terrible sport to watch. It's like soccer, long and boring. I'm more of a hockey fan, myself."

Jason gasped. "Hockey? Good luck surviving in this town."

Lyla laughed. "I guess I better get used to football, huh?"

"Yup, sooner rather than later." He nodded and Lyla laughed.

They continued on with desert and light banter and laughter. Lyla realized that everything she had assumed about Jason was wrong; he was not what she was expecting. She had the simple things down; he was kind, smart and well mannered. She never would have expected he had a sense of humour, he was funny and spontaneous. The more she got to know him, the more interested she became.

Jason led her out of the restaurant, his hand on the small of her back. "So where to now, Mr. Street?"

"I think I know just the place, you'll love it." He smiled at her as he led her down the street. It was a little chilly for the sun was slowly setting in the sky. With it being early spring, they were graced with a later sunset.

They had been walking down the same street for almost five minutes, passing by numerous people who looked to be going home from work. Lyla had her arm linked through Jasons' and slowly reached down to grasp his hand in hers. It took Lyla by surprise when Jason stopped abruptly; she had been staring ahead, not really taking in her surroundings which she immediately regretted.

Lyla turned to see why Jason had stopped walking and when she had she saw the most gorgeous park and her jaw dropped. There must have been an acre of land in the middle of Austin with pathways and benches. In the middle of the park a small band of three members were playing softly inside a large gazebo. Off to the side, there was a round garden with flowers expertly arranged so there were various types, colours and sizes. In the middle of the garden was a fountain that had lights glowing inside, lighting up the middle fixture.

"This is beautiful." Lyla finally managed.

She turned to Jason who was smiling proudly at his surprise. "I thought you would like it. I found this my first day of work, I was so overwhelmed and on my lunch break I went for a walk and found this place."

Lyla stepped forward and pulled him into the park with her. They walked long the main pathway which lead right to the gazebo and stood silently listening to the music. It was old song, probably form the fifties, but the pair smiled and listened along. When they were finished, she dropped a bill inside one of the guitar cases and led Jason towards the fountain and flower bed.

"I can't believe something like this is in the city!" Lyla exclaimed. She really couldn't get her mind wrapped around it. The park was a small paradise amongst the city life and it was truly beautiful.

"I know it's amazing." Jason agreed.

When Lyla had enough of walking around the garden and discovering every flower that was planted, they sat on one of the benches facing the garden and fountain. The sun was now close to setting in the sky with oranges and yellows casted out. The pair in silence as the sun lowered and even watched the people walking by with significant others, friends and pets. Lyla sighed and placed her head on Jason shoulder as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her into his side.

"Well done, Mr. Street, I think this is the best date that I have ever been on. I'm impressed." Lyla smirked at him. It was late and they stood on her front porch under the front lights.

"So you think I'll get a second date?" He asked raising an eyebrow as he looked down at her.

"You'll just have to wait and find out." Lyla winked. They stood inches away and could feel the heat of Jason's body and she stepped closer so their chests were touching. His light brown eyes were shining and she felt drawn into the warmth of his eyes as she stared into them.

Jason dipped his head down slightly and captured her lips with his. She was expecting the kiss, she wanted it. The night had been so perfect that she was waiting for the ending, to finally feel his lips against her own. Her hands flew up to his neck to pull him closer to her while his hands rested on her waist.

Lyla was disappointed when he pulled away but smiled anyways. She stood on the tips of her toes and placed a quick peck on his lips. "How about a second date this week?" Lyla asked shyly.

His smile grew to light up his whole face. "I would love that!" Jason leaned down and placed a peck on her cheek. "I'll see you Saturday!" Lyla nodded and smiled in approval as Jason turned on his heel and headed back to his car.

She waved as Jason pulled away from the curb and retreated back inside. The night she had was perfect, Jason was perfect. Lyla couldn't wipe the smile from her face, for the first time since moving to Dillon, she was happy. It was a genuine happiness; something about Jason brought it out in her. Even though they just had their first date, Lyla felt she knew him and knew that he would never hurt her. Jason was the right choice for her, the safe choice.


Tim sat at the bar in The Grill nursing a beer. He was grateful that the week had ended and that the place was rather quiet for a Friday night. The week had gone by rather quickly; although, for him he had been drinking his nights away so the week blurred into one. Now, it was a Friday night and he was drinking alone. He felt better about it though because he was out in public, not drinking alone at home.

The Grill was empty, but there were a few people around him at the bar. To his left, a girl with dark brown curls and tanned skin sat eating dinner. He looked over at her, studying her features and actions. She was clearly there alone and couldn't be older than twenty, definitely younger than the drinking age and yet she was drinking some alcoholic beverage.

When she finally noticed him staring at her she spoke up. "Care to join? It's less creepy than staring." The girl raised an eye brow at him as she took in who she was talking to. "Aren't you Tim Riggins? Panthers Tim Riggins?"

"I am." Tim half smiled at her.

"Becky." She said as she moved to the barstool beside him.

Tim nodded, he would rather be alone but if he wanted company it would be with someone as pretty as her. Becky continued to finish her meal as Tim finished his second beer and started on his third. He wasn't in the mood for getting drunk but somehow he found himself at The Grill with a drink in his hands. As he sipped his freshly poured beer, he could feel Beckys' eyes on him. He turned his head to find her eyeing him, there was an evident frown on her facec and her eyes held a bit of sadness.

"What's it like being the guy who used to be Tim Riggins?" Becky finally asked. Her head tilted to the side, almost like she was sizing him up s she waiting for his answer.

Tim was taken aback by her question but felt more annoyed than anything. "I'm still Tim Riggins." He replied in almost a groan.

"Yeah, but, you know what I mean though? You're all center of the universe in Texas one year and the next, boom you fall off a cliff." She replied.

"Yeah well I haven't really thought about it."

"So what do you do with yourself now?"

"Aren't you a little young to be at a bar by yourself?" He snapped.

Becky rolled her eyes. "I guess that's my cue." The girl stood up and began to leave but turned around to get in the last word. "Good Luck, Tim Riggins, I hope you find what you're looking for" With that, she turned back around and headed out of The Grill.

Tim sighed and finished off his beer. His night had been ruined by thoughts of his past, things he hadn't thought about in years. In all honesty, Tim hadn't thought about any of it. He thought he was still Tim Riggins, but maybe on second thought, he wasn't anymore. He wasn't that kid who barely got by in school, who had rally girls do his homework, who was one of the star players for Panther Football. He wasn't a State Champion anymore, all those things made him Tim Riggins and now he has none of it.

The girl was right, he wasn't Tim Riggins. He wasn't even sure anymore what he was looking for.


A/N: Can't believe this is already chapter 7! hope you liked the scene with Tim and Becky, some of the dialogue is the same as season four, but it was too good and I had to put it in here. Anyways, hope you enjoyed the chapter, let me know what you think!

P.S. this chapter was so hard to write, I really struggled at the beginning while trying to write Lyla/Jason scenes. I would much rather write about Tim Riggins ;)