Run: Day 19

Word Count: 114,119

Summary of Events:

Ty was actually able to make the flight he'd bought the ticket for — dropped off at the airport by the army personnel, who'd been highly apologetic for the woman's behaviour — but discovered that flying wasn't as luxuriant as he'd expected, so he looked forward to the end of the flight and hopefully being able to find DaNiel somewhere in Seattle. DaNiel was passing through Tacoma on the bus and got to thinking about Ty, although he tried to make himself stop, as he was convinced Seattle was just too big for them to be able to find each other in; in his mind, they'd seen the last of each other . . .

Excerpt of the Day:

They’d known each other for a time, they’d shared a trip to Portland, but now DaNiel was more than certain that he would never, ever see Ty again, and that was supposed to be fine by him.

Maybe it would be yet, he just wasn’t used to it, after all, they’d gone their separate ways acrimoniously and only just over two hours ago, maybe he was just trying to grapple with the fact that he’d failed in his desire to see Ty realise the error of his ways.

It wasn’t like he really even knew why he’d come to the decision that he needed to try and reform Ty; it was probably mostly in hopes that they wouldn’t have been tracked to Portland and all that, but now it didn’t matter, Ty wasn’t here to steal anything and cause any problems, he could just go about his life and hope that at the end of the day he wasn’t back in jail.

Someday they might both be back in Alexandria, but they’d both lived their whole lives there without meeting each other before, who said they were going to meet each other there again?

Sure DaNiel hadn’t succeeded in reforming Ty, but at least he’d been able to survive his time with Ty without being arrested, as that was really probably no small feat, considering the fact that Ty had no regard for the observance of the law.

Still his mind was not at rest. For some reason it was almost as if he wanted to find Ty again, as if he didn’t want to stop trying to get Ty to see the error of his ways until he’d succeeded, but did it really matter?

What was Ty to him? Nothing. He wasn’t a friend, he wasn’t even hardly qualified as an acquaintance, he was just some kid who . . . who knew the secret he hadn’t even revealed under oath in a court of law.

There was that. He’d helped Ty get out of prison the only way he knew how, and as a result Ty knew about his platform, he knew what DaNiel had discovered; if he wanted that to stay secret he might want to find Ty.

But then again, would Ty really be believed if he told anyone? Maybe, especially considering that Ty also knew his name and more other facts about him than he even knew about Ty.

Ty might, thus, disclose that the two of them had travelled together, which could lead to his rearrest and even the exposure of his platform — and it would be believable that he would’ve invented such a thing because of all the other things he’d made over the course of his life — and who knew what else.

Leaning his head back against the seat, DaNiel cringed. It would be just as hard for him to find Ty in Seattle as it would be for Ty to find him, but the way things looked he was going to have to do it now.