Always and Forever

A Little Crazy

"Why didn't you tell me though, what you were going to do?" He asked, looking hurt as though he failed himself.

"You already have too many problems of your own. I didn't want you to worry." I replied looking down.

It was true. He always worried and besides I had it under control.

He sighs, "well I do already worry. Every single second. So you tell me when you're going to help patients escape from a mental institution. Okay?"

"Alright." I nodded, understanding and fighting back a smile.

It good to know he'll have my back and help me release a bunch of crazies back into society.

Only joking.

Hunter then pointed at Dylan.

"You." He walked straight up to him.

"You should've told me. What if something happened to her?" Hunter told him assertively as though he should've known better.

It was quite nice to watch actually.

"Hold your horses Romeo. I was there with her and I'd like to think I'm perfectly capable of protecting my sister." Dylan exclaimed, nearly shouting the last parts as Hunter had walked away from him mid sentence and back over to me.

"Just tell me next time is all, yeah?" He said kissing my forehead and giving me a lazy smile.

"Promise." I said feeling slightly guilty that I had him all worked up and probably coming up with different scenarios on his way here from the time he heard the news.

"Because Anastasia I swear if anything happens to you-"

"Good news is that it looks like this case will go a long way. Bad news. Well there isn't really any. Apart for you Dylan. They're going to have to hold on to your phone a little longer." Dad walked in with his lawyer, a smile plastered on his face.

Everyone cheers apart from Dylan, who practically groans in frustration.

"Cheer up, you did good today." I told him as I lightly punched his arm.

"Now about this young fella over here..." Dad said, scooting down next to little Dylan, "I've pulled a few strings and it looks like you'll be staying with us until we find you a home fit enough for you."

Little Dylan smile practically illuminated the whole police station.

"Score!" He whispered, throwing his fist in the air.

"Hunter? Young man. What brings you here?" My dad stood and approaches Hunter with a manly shake, patting his  back.

Hunter shook his hand in return, "your daughter does sir. I'm sorry. I jumped to conclusions when I heard she was at the police station."

My dad actually seemed impressed, "you came here from where?" He asked Hunter expectedly.

"Newport." Hunter almost whispered.

"You came all the way down here from Newport, to check up on my daughter." Dad didn't pose it as a question but a mere fact.

"I'm happy to know that you care this much for her." He then patted Hunters shoulder. "Join us for dinner young man."

"Thank you sir but I don't think I can." Hunter resisted, his eyes meeting mine, as though he had something to tell me.

"Nonsense. You must come." My dad guided us all out.

"If you insist." Hunter replied.

Little Dylan grabs a hold of Nathan's hand and we all head out into the parking.