The clouds were tinted pink by the time Nick's phone announced that they had reached their destination. Nick rolled down the window, peering out at a cute blue house. Jason wasn't there.
"Maybe drive up and down the street?"
The famous actor grunted, but Nick could sense tense worry rolling off the man in waves.
So they drove. Once up the block, once down. Another time. Another. Until the pink of the clouds had darkened to a dusky blue.
"He's not here," Mr. Deanis growled.
Nick felt his face flush with anxiety. "No, bruh, he has to be here."
They drove on in silence, Nick glaring at the expired live location Jason had sent him. What was the kid thinking? Where had he gone? And what had happened?
"He's off his meds," Nick blurted. It felt like a betrayal, but a necessary one. "Who knows what he could be doing now?"
"I know," Mr. Deanis said heavily. "I don't know. Should I call Larry and ask him to use the helicopter?"
"No- not yet," said Nick. "Let's wait a little bit more. I think something happened that threw him off. He's probably off somewhere thinking."
Jason's dad turned, looking Nick dead in the eye for the first time since they'd begun the travel. "It's my fault. He's angry at me. He hates me."
Nick lowered his gaze. "It's nobody's fault," He said. "I mean, except for his own. But it's not even his fault, just something that happened" He looked at the man, and started. The man's face was buried in ringed fingers, and his shoulders were trembling ever so slightly. "We're going to find him," He paused. "And he's going to be okay."
The actor finally lifted his face from his hands. "Okay," he said, in a shaky voice, and they began to drive down the street again until the sky turned black and Nick ran out of m&m's.
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AcakCOMPLETED~~~"And that, Katie, is why we can never be true friends. Because one day, I'm going to go out of style and that will be the day I become just another discarded fashion. No, that sounded stupid. Wait." "Yeah, it did. Floral underwear?" "...
