The party atmosphere was already in full swing when Reagan stepped up to the Kappa Tau house and knocked on the door. She sincerely hoped they had all their noise permits in place, because already, a full hour before the actual party, the volume inside could be heard nearly to the road.

Pete raised his eyebrows at her questioningly as they heard several loud voices calling beyond the door.

" Maybe we should just go around to the backyard. " He commented as she tried knocking again.

Suddenly the door yanked opened and Cappie's smiling face greeted them joyfully.

" You're here. I was starting to get worried. " He said, ushering them inside and shutting the door behind them.

" Why ? " Reagan asked, " Are we late ? "

" No, " He shrugged, the smile dropping from his face. " I just have a feeling that something is going to go wrong tonight. " Then he shrugged again and the smile was back full force. " I'm probably just being paranoid. "

Reagan scrutinized him carefully for a moment, letting her eyes rack over him. He was wearing a pair of tightly fitting black jeans and a red button down shirt with two wide black vertical stripes running down either side of his chest that just didn't seem to fit him. It looked strange to her, something about it looked so out of place.

Then she recognized the problem. She had never seen Cappie dressed up and for him, what he was wearing was definitely dressed up. His hair was even brushed back, more orderly and in place than she had ever seen it.

Still, she recognized that she didn't know him that well. Maybe it was how he always looked for a party. Maybe the few times she had seen him he was slumming it, so to speak.

As she continued to appraise him, she thought she was wrong. Something about him just did not fit.

" How are things going with the Doll? " She asked him as the rest of the band made their way to the back to set up.

" It's going great, wonderful, in fact. " He couldn't contain the grin that took over his entire face. She stifled a laugh as he beamed at her like an idiot. If she didn't know better, she would have said he was glowing.

Wasn't that what women were supposed to do ? Weren't females the ones that were supposed to get all giddy and giggly ?

It was refreshing to see him so upbeat and undeniably happy after seeing him so down only two days before. What a difference forty-eight hours could make, she thought to herself.

" Is she coming tonight ? " She glanced around quickly, searching for the mane of blond hair. " Or is she already here ? Has she even gone home yet ? "

Laughter burst from him as he lead her through the house with a casual hand on her shoulder. She tried not to recognize the surge that went through her, emanating from his palm on her bare shoulder.

" Yeah, she went home last night. But I just talked to her and she's getting ready as we speak. She'll be here in a little while. Where's Stacey tonight ? I saw your babysitter heading out back. "

" Oh, Jenn has her. I had to really talk to get her to watch her, but eventually she caved when she found out it was because I had a gig here. Apparently she still has quite the soft spot for the Kappa Taus. "

A much smaller, younger man brushed against her shoulder as he started by, but stopped at hearing her words. " Jenn ? " He asked, abruptly. " Jenn K ? "

Reagan recognized him when her eyes meet his and she gave him a sweet smile. " Yeah, the same Jenn. How are you, Rusty ? "

" I'm okay, I guess. " He shrugged, his face down trodden and full of misery. He didn't look very okay to her, but she decided against arguing the point. " How do you know Jenn ? "

" Reagan is a friend of Jenn's. " Cappie interjected.

" How is she ? Is she okay ? " He continued animatedly, at hearing this.

" Um.. " Reagan considered how much she really wanted to tell him. She certainly didn't want to inform him of Jenn's recent foray into Slutdom, but to say she was anywhere near as miserable as he appeared would be a lie. " She's okay, keeping busy. "

" Is she coming here tonight ? " He wanted to know as he brushed a hand through his hair in anticipation.

Reagan cast a warming glance at Cappie, who gratefully remained silent and let her field the question.

" No, she's otherwise occupied. I'm sorry, Rusty. " She put her hand comfortingly on his shoulder. " I know she probably would have been here if she wasn't busy. "

He eyed her doubtfully and moved away without another word.

" Wow, " She turned back to Cappie. " He's really bad, isn't he ? "

Cappie nodded solemnly. " Yes, he is and I have no idea what to do about it. "

Reagan thought about that for a moment before a slow smile spread across her face. " You know, my guitarist is single. "

Cappie laughed out loud. " You're thinking of his friend. Rusty is straight. "

" What ? " She asked, surprised. " My guitarist is a girl. "

Understanding dawned on him and he smirked. " I don't remember another girl in your group. "

" Well, I'll take that as a compliment. But Sara was there. She's cute and sweet. " She tried to describe the younger girl. " She's a little naive. But she's an amazing guitarist. "

He grinned again. " A musician, huh ? A cute, sweet, naive musician ? " Then he nodded. " That just might work. Where is she ? "

" Uh, out back setting up. "

" Hey, Spitter. " Cappie called over her shoulder. " Go make sure the band has everything they need, especially the guitarist. I hear she can be a little demanding. "

Reagan laughed. " I was thinking of maybe a more formal set up. "

He shrugged his shoulder as they continued walking. " I believe in a much more natural arrangement. Let them meet first, just to see if there is even a need for a formal set up. Maybe nature and hormones will take their own course. "

" That seems like a very sound plan. I will concede to the master. So what happened with Barbie ? How did she end up in your bedroom yesterday afternoon after all those years of pining ? "

" CASEY just showed up in my room after I left your place. Said she wanted to start over. "

" Just out of nowhere like that ? " She asked, surprised.
" Kind of, yeah. I mean we'd been talking and we went to Jenn's together that day, but it was just out of the blue. " He answered.

They reached the back door and continued out to the makeshift stage where the band was already getting ready to go on.

" Hey, " Pete called to Cappie with a nod.

" Hey, back at you. " He smiled in return. His eyes searched the stage area until they landed on the only other female present and he spent a few minutes checking her out.

She was petite, not as short as Reagan, but smaller than most women and young with a bubbly personality that spilled over into every move she made. Her short blond hair was pulled back from her face by a bright orange headband. She wore a brown leather vest with a black shirt under it, a brown leather mini skirt and a pair of boots that made her seem shorter than she really was. The pixie haircut combined with her soft, youthful features made her appear extremely young.

" She's cute. " He commented after a long appraisal of her.

" I told you. " Reagan sighed. " Do you think Rusty will like her ? "

" I don't know if Rusty will like her or not, but we'll give it the old college try. "

" Cappie, my brother, " A large man came up and slapped Cappie on the back hard enough to cause him to fight to keep from stumbling. " Who is your new friend ? "

" Reagan is singing with the band tonight, Beav. " Cappie replied. " Reagan, this is the Beaver. "

The big man held out his hand to her and she took it, but instead of shaking it like she expected him, he raised it to his lips and kissed it softly. " Welcome to Kappa Tau, pretty lady. "

" Thank you, Beaver. It's nice to meet you. "

She tried to pulled her hand back as his grasp became a bit painful in its intensity and she let out a soft cry of surprise.

" Alright, " Cappie told him, tugging his hand away and offering him a patient smile. " That's enough. Don't scare her away. She'll take the band with her. "

The big man sighed heavily and turned on his heel, walking back towards house.

Once he was inside, Cappie gave her a slight grimace. " Beaver's a nice guy. He just doesn't know his own strength sometimes. "

" That's okay. He was sweet in an entirely creepy way. "

" Ben, " Cappie called over her shoulder, once again.

A young man that reminded her quite a bit of Rusty came over to stand beside them. His messy, mop of curly brown hair fell almost to his eyes and he looked far too young to be attending a party with alcohol.

" This is Ben Bennett and he has volunteered to be the band's liaison for the night. " Cappie clasped his shoulder warmly. " Ben, here, will be getting you whatever you need, all you have to do is ask and he has been instructed to deliver it in a timely and courteous manner. "

" Can I get you anything to drink ? " Ben asked, apparently already taking his part in the night's festivities very seriously.

" Yeah, hot tea for me, if you have it with lemon and honey and the rest of the band could probably use some water. " She answered with an appreciative nod. She turned back to Cappie when he left to fulfill his task. " That's very accommodating of you, but its really not necessary. We are working for you, after all. You don't have to be so nice. "

" And you don't have to be so sober. " Cappie laughed. " We have much better things to drink than tea and water. "

" We don't drink while we're working and the tea helps my voice, keeps it loose and smooth. " She explained.

" Well, it that's your secret then we must have tea. I'll send him to the store if necessary. " He answered, before turning to head back inside to answer a call of his name, coming urgently from the upper floor. " You can start whenever you like. " He turned back to her at the last moment before disappearing through the door. " If you play, they will come. "

She was setting up her microphone, performing a quick sound check when Ben reappeared with the drinks. Sitting at an empty picnic table, she took a moment to sip the warm steaming liquid in her mug, a bright green, chipped mug that sported the words ' Kiss me, I'm Irish ' .

" Is there anything else I can get for you ? " he asked, hopefully.

" No, I think we're good. Enjoy your party. " She told him, dismissively.

A phone chirped from his pocket and he stepped away to answer it. Using a low voice she couldn't overhear, she watched for him a moment as he talked animatedly to whoever was on the other end. He didn't seem very happy with the conversation. His posture and expression said he was incredibly upset with whoever he was conversing with.

She looked away, not wanting to intrude in his personal affairs.

" Are you almost ready ? " Pete asked.

She emptied her cup and took her place on the stage.

The night moved along quickly. Reagan glanced down at her watch and realized that they had been playing for nearly five hours. The crowd was enthusiastic and welcoming. They yelled and danced and generally seemed to be having a great time.

It made her smile as she looked out over the laughing, smiling faces looking up at her and the rest of the band, cheering them on vigorously.

There was a collective groan of disapproval when she announced that the band would be taking a short break.

A selection of prerecorded music started up and she stepped off the side of the stage and ran straight into Ben Bennett once again talking on the phone, once again looking very displeased.

He slammed the phone shut when he heard Cappie approaching.

" That was great. " He told her.

" Thank you and congratulations, it looks like your shin dig was turned out to be quite the bash. " She said with a sweet smile.

A young blond that she recognized from Jenn's apartment came up behind Cappie and put her arm around his waist.

" You remember Casey. " Cappie introduced them again. " Casey, this is Reagan, the girl from Jenn's apartment. "

" Oh, yeah, I remember you. " Casey smiled vibrantly and Reagan conceded that she could definitively see why Cappie was so taken with her. She glowed as brightly as he did.

Wrapped around each other as they stood in front of her, Reagan could clearly see how happy they seemed together. She pushed down the flash of jealous that she felt, not knowing exactly where it was coming from.

For a moment, just for a moment, after he had made breakfast for Stacey and herself and been so nice, she had entertained the notion that Cappie was unbelievably attractive and a great guy to boot. But it was only a brief passing of fancy in her mind. Not near enough to cause the jealousy that was welling up in her at seeing him with Casey.

Then she recognized it for exactly what it was. She wasn't jealous of Casey. She was jealous of both of them. It bothered her a great deal to be so alone in the world. She would never admit that out loud. She took too much pride in the fact that she was managing all on her own.

Following the couple as they lead her into the house, towards the kitchen, she pause for a brief moment to witness Beaver staggering up the staircase. She worried that he might fall in his drunkenness, but somehow he managed, reaching the top unscathed.

" Should he be doing that ? " She asked, making Cappie stop and turn his gaze to where hers had landed.

" Oh, yeah, he's fine. If he gets too wasted, we make him crawl up and down them so he won't fall. " He waved off her concern.

At that moment, Rusty came stumbling past her and bumped her shoulder accidentally as he passed.

" Sorry, " he slurred, looking at her through blurry, watery eyes.

" Russ, " Casey chided. " Watch where you're going. "

" I am. " He protested, leaning against the door jamb behind him. " I thought I was dodging the right one. "

Cappie laughed at his friend and disengaged himself from Casey's arms. " I'll take him to the den and put him to bed. It appears that he has had a few more than too many. "

" You are one of my favorite people in the whole world. " Rusty was telling him as he ushered him away.

Reagan's phone chirped in her pocket and she stopped to fish it out of the tight-fitting jeans that were part of her stage outfit.

" Yeah, " she said, seeing Jenn's name written across the display before she pushed the 'talk' button.

" Are you still here ? " Jenn's voice asked frantically.

" Where is here ? " Reagan asked, her concern growing.

Casey leaned closer, sensing her unease.

" At the Kappa Tau house. I'm out front. I can't come in there. You have to come out here. " She explained in a rush of words that Reagan could barely decipher.

She spun and pushed her way quickly towards the front door. " Why are you here ? What's wrong with Stacey ? Is she okay ? "

Her voice was panicked and she tried to take a deep breath to stop her shaking hands.

" He came to the house, Rea. I slipped out the back with her, but I'm sure he's still there. He was pounding the door so hard, I thought he was going to break it down. " Jenn said without even a pretense of calm.

" Oh, God, " Reagan cried as she stumbled out the front door in her haste, Casey trailing fast on her heels.

" What's wrong ? " The blond girl asked as Reagan slammed the phone shut.

" I have to leave. Something's come up. Can you tell Cappie for me ? " Reagan told her not bothering to slow her steps. She was determined not to stop until her baby was resting in her arms, until she was sure she was safe.

Fear gripped her so tightly she didn't even notice Casey turning and running back inside. Her mind was set on the car sitting at the end of the driveway that she recognized as Jenn's. She was nearly running as she crossed the lawn and she absently cursed the heeled boots she was wearing for slowing her down.

Within moments she approached the car and Jenn was rushing at her, pushing a bundled pink blanket into her arms.

She took it, unwrapping the soft, fuzzy material so that she could see the baby underneath. She took a long minute to inspect her, her eyes going over every inch of her as she looked for any sign that she was hurt.

" He didn't see her. He doesn't know. " Jenn told her, trying to reassure her friend.

" Are you sure ? " Reagan glanced up and down the road quickly. " Are you certain he didn't follow you ? "

" Yeah, I'm sure. He was still at the front door when we drove away. " She nodded.

A flush of relief flowed over Reagan and she slumped for a moment against the side of Jenn's car.

Stacey took the moment to open her sleepy eyes and a smile spread across her beautiful face. " Momma, " She beamed.

" Hi, Baby girl. " Reagan said, laying a kiss to her cheek. " Did you miss me ? "

Stacey nodded groggily before snuggling down further into the blanket and letting her eyes drift shut once again.

" What's going on ? " Cappie's voice caused her eyes to open once again and she started to struggle to look around for him.

He didn't even pause as he took her from Reagan and smiled down at her. " Cappie. " She gurgled happily.

" Is she okay ? Is something wrong with her ? " He asked, sounding almost as panicked as Reagan had a moment before.

" She's fine. " Jenn assured him.

" Then what happened ? "

" Bobby. " Reagan answered, catching Jenn's surprise that he knew so much about Reagan's life.
Reagan wasn't one to share most of the time and he could see her friend's shock that she had chosen to relate Bobby's existence to Cappie.

" What is going on ? " Reagan jerked her head around to Casey who was standing beside Cappie.

" This is Stacey. " Cappie told her, letting her lean over to look down at the baby in his arms.

" Okay, " she answered, smiling as the baby reached out to grab a handful of her hair. " Who is Stacey and why is she here ? "

" She's my daughter. " Reagan announced stepping forward and taking her back from Cappie. " And we have to go. "

" Go where ? " He asked, stepping in front of the car door, blocking her from getting in.

She sighed and tried to step around him. " I don't know. "

" I'm not letting you leave without knowing you have a place to go. " He told her with a firmness to his voice that said he wasn't going to bend.

" I'll go to Jenn's. " She said decisively.

Jenn stepped forward and put her hand up. " Reagan, I don't mind you coming to my place, you know that. It's just that... "

" What ? " Reagan insisted impatiently.

" Well, if he found out where you live, he probably knows where you work, or least he will soon enough. And... "

" And it won't take him long to find out we're friends or where you live. " Reagan finished for her.

" Who is Bobby ? " Casey asked, still trying to figure out what was going on.

" He's Stacey's father. " Cappie answered when it appeared no one else was going to. " So what now ?" He turned his attention back to Reagan and Jenn. " If he can find out where you live, he can find out about Pete and everyone else you know. "

Reagan slumped against the car and tried to fight back the tears that were threatening to fall from her eyes. Desperation gripped her as she struggled to come up with a plan.

" Cappie, " A voice called from the front door of the house.

He turned to Casey and pulled her aside, quietly asking her to go take care of whatever was happening inside. She left with a nod and a quick kiss, leaving the three of them alone.

" I thought you two weren't dating. " Jenn interjected into the silence that had fallen between them as each tried to formulate a plan.

" We just started last night. " He answered distractedly.

" That's nice. I always thought you two belonged together. " She smiled.

" Thanks, but getting back to the matter at hand, I don't see anything else to do but bring you inside. I'll find a room for Jenn and Stacey. "
Reagan's eyes widened and she glanced back to the house, remembering the freely flowing alcohol and drunken occupants.

" I can't take her in there. " She whispered, horrified at the thought. " I don't mean any insult and I really appreciate the offer, but what kind of mother would I be if I took her to a keg party. "

He eyed her ruefully. " The kind that has no other option. "

It was a simple statement and she realized he was right.

" We could just call the police and tell them Bobby is harassing you. " Jenn suggested.

" And then he would know all about Stacey. " Her eyes turned dark and frightened. " He can't find out about her. "

" I know, " Cappie told her, pulling her into his arms and guiding her towards the house. " That's why we're going in here and we'll figure out where to go from here tomorrow. "

She let him pull her along, her reservations ringing out warning bells through her mind as they drew nearer to the house. She barely registered Jenn trudging along behind her, until Cappie stopped and glanced over her shoulder. " What's wrong ? "

Jenn had stopped walking and was eying the door wearily. " I can't go in there. Rusty is in there. "

Cappie chuckled softly. " Rusty is so wasted he just professed his undying love to me as I put him to bed in the den. He's out, I promise. "

She hesitated again. " What about everyone else ? They all hate me. "

" You won't be the party favorite, I'll give you that, but this is the Kappa house. If you come in with me, they'll accept you. Besides, you are just going up the stairs to a room to hide with Stacey. "

She nodded and followed along behind them once again, until Cappie stopped abruptly at the top of the stairs when Casey stepped outside.

" What are you doing ? " She demanded as she eyed Reagan with Stacey in her arms.

Stacey took the moment to reach out to Cappie again and he took her absently.

" We are going inside. " He told her in that same no nonsense voice.

" Cappie, you can't bring a baby in here. " She explained in a voice that could be used to tell a child why he shouldn't cross the road without looking both ways. " There is liquor everywhere and people are partying. This is no place for a baby. "
" I know that. " He answered, patiently, " But they have nowhere else to go and I'm not turning them out to the streets. It's late. Stacey should be in bed. Which is where she's going to minute we get inside."

He tried to brush past her, but she stopped him with a hand on his free arm and a pleading look on her face. Her concern for him was touching and Reagan fought down that surge of jealousy once again. Guilt began to take hold instead as she realized what he was risking to protect her. If word got out that he had a baby at the house during a party, he could be expelled. The Fraternity could lose their charter, be shut down by their national chapter.

" Please don't do this. " Casey whispered to him urgently.

" I don't have any other choice. " He told her. " It'll be fine. No one will even know they're here. "

" And how are you going to manage that ? " Casey asked, still holding tightly to his arm.

" You are going to step inside and grab a blanket out of the den. A big bulky one. " he answered after considering for a moment.

" And then what ? " Reagan asked, finally joining the conversation.

" I'm going to wrap her up in the blanket and carefully smuggle her upstairs. " He explained, as if it were the easiest concept in the world.

The plan went off without a hitch. Casey returned with the blanket and Cappie did as he said, wrapping the baby in it and putting her under his arm as if he were carrying something other than a baby.

A few people waved as he went through the house, making his way to the staircase. They apparently thought he was bringing in more alcohol. No one questioned what the three women were doing following after him.

Once upstairs, he lead them to a room directly across the hall from his and eased the door opened quietly. Seeing it was unoccupied, he went inside and flipped on the light.

" This was Derrick's room, but he's gone. It's not been used since. I was thinking about offering it to one of the pledges. " It was obvious as he looked from Casey to Jenn which of the pledges was the intended recipient of the invitation. " But I haven't been able to figure out how to do that without it looking like I'm favoring one of them. "

Casey smiled at him kissed his cheek, softly. " That's really nice of you. I know he's been having problems with his room mate. "

" Dale, " Jenn shook her head. " My god, what a piece of work. "

Cappie shrugged, " Well anyway, it's empty for the moment. I just need to find you some sheets and blankets. "

He unwrapped the squirming baby and handed her over to her mother. " Do you want to go back on tonight ? I completely understand if you don't. "

" Thank you. I'm not sure I'm up for it now. " She gave him a half hearted smile.

" No, that's fine. The party is probably beginning to wind down anyway and we should definitely stifle the noise level now. " He glanced at Stacey. " The last thing we want is a raid by campus security. "

" I'll start ushering folks to the exits. " Casey told him before leaving.

He nodded and told her thank you as she shut the door behind her.

" This is all so nice of you. I don't know what we would have done if you hadn't been here. " Reagan said, resting her hand on his arm and looking at him with drawn, suddenly very tired eyes.

" Now you won't have to find out. " He smiled. " Rescuing damsels is kinda my thing. "

She laughed at that and looked down at her daughter before looking back at him.

" Tonight, I got to rescue three at a time. That's like a record for me. " He went to the door. " I'll find those blankets and stuff, don't let anyone in other than Casey, Ben or I. "

She nodded and smiled as he left.

" You two certainly got cozy in a very short amount of time. " Jenn mused as she sat down on the bare mattress of the bed furthest away from the door.

" He's an easy guy to get to know. " Reagan answered, settling on the other bed and putting Stacey down beside her.

" Oh no ! " Jenn exclaimed jumping up and coming to sit beside her. " Reagan Temple, I know that look, and you have to stop right now. That one is very, very, very taken. He's been taken since the day I met him and they weren't even together then. Now that she's back, you have absolutely, positively no chance. " She warned her seriously. " Don't even let your mind wander there. It's not possible. Not even remotely likely. "

Reagan laughed. " I wasn't thinking anything like that. Calm down. He's just a good guy. I like him. There is nothing wrong with having a guy friend. "

" That was not an ' I want to be your friend look ' you were just giving him. Besides, men and women just can not maintain a friendship if either of them is attracted to the other. You know about that article I wrote. " She told her, moving back to her own bed.

" What about Pete ? Pete's one of my best friends. " Reagan countered, determined to prove her wrong.

" Pete is a freak, which makes him unattractive to you. You are far too tame for Pete, which makes you unattractive to him. Thereby, my theory stands. Neither of you are attracted to the other. "

Her tone made Reagan want to laugh out loud. This was the Jenn she knew. The one she had met her first day on campus. She had been a completely different person since she started working on the article about the Fraternities and Sororities and it was good to get a glimpse of her friend again.

A knock on the door drew her attention and she rose to answer it.

" Who is it ? " She asked before she opened it.

" It's Ben. Cappie sent me up here with a couple of sodas and a glass of milk. " The voice on the other side of the door answered.

Reagan opened the door and ushered him inside, quickly shutting the door behind him.

She took the drinks and handed one to Jenn. Then she went to the desk and she and Jenn busied themselves with shuffling through the diaper bag for a moment finding the bottle and filling it with the milk. Reagan gave Jenn an appreciative smile for remembering to bring the bag.

After finishing preparing the bottle, they both turned to find Ben sitting beside Stacey, letting her play with his necklace.

Another knocked caused Reagan to start and she went back to the door. " Who is it ? " She asked, just as she had before.

" It's me. " Cappie told her.

She let him in and watched as he closed the door with his foot. His arms were heavily laden with blankets, sheets and pillows.

" This is all I could find at the last minute. I hope its enough. " He said, apologetically as he dropped the linens on the foot of the bed where Stacey sat. Then he went to her and scooped her up, resting her on his hip as he looked down at her.

" Are you going to spend the night with me ? " he cooed at the smiling baby.

" Cappie ! " She giggled as he laid her on the bed and began to tickle her mercilessly.

" Do not get her all wound up. " Reagan warned him. " It's way, way, way past her bed time. "

He threw Reagan a sheepish smile as he picked Stacey up again and tried to settle her down by rocking her and shushing softly.

He handed her over to her and Reagan watched him as he went about helping Jenn and Ben make the beds.

Someone knocked on the door again and Cappie snapped his head around, surveying everyone present.

" This room is occupied. " He called to whoever was on the other side.

" Yeah, " Casey's voice answered. " I know. "

He abandoned his bed making efforts and went immediately let her in, locking the door back once again.

" I grabbed these. " She told Reagan and Jenn as she handed them both a loudly colored t-shirt. " I got them out of Beaver's room, so I know they'll be good to sleep in. "

Reagan caught the conspiratorial smile she exchanged with Cappie.

" So what now ? " Jenn asked, taking the shirt and thanking her with a nod.

" Now you all get some sleep and tomorrow we can figure out the rest of it. " Cappie announced as he began to usher Ben from the room.

He left with a quick backwards nod and a quicken pace as his phone began to ring again.

" What is up with him and that phone tonight ? " Cappie asked Casey as he left the room.

She shrugged. " He has been awful attached to it, though. "

" I know. " Reagan interjected. " I thought he was arguing with someone on it earlier. At least it seemed like he was upset. "

" I'll find out later. " Cappie assured them. " In the meantime, you guys have a good night. " He turned to Jenn. " You know where the fridge is, help yourselves to whatever you want. "

Jenn nodded and Reagan thanked him again.

" Stop it, " He waved her off. " It's nothing, really. "

" No, it isn't nothing. And I really appreciate all you're doing for us. " She countered.

He smiled and turned to the door, pulling Casey along with him. " Well, then you're welcome. "

And with that, they left.

They heard the door across the hall shutting a few moments later.

" So what now ? " Jenn repeated once again.

Reagan moved to the bed she had claimed as hers for the night and settled Stacey into the place next to her. " Now we sleep. Tomorrow we come up with a plan. "