[b]Tyler - Baton Rouge/Apartment - Scarlett/Liam[/b]

Most everyone was thankful for something to take their minds off what had just occurred, so they were more than willing to play along with Katie's game. On the couch, Adam laughed a little and offered, "So, uh... an animal?" Then, quickly, he snapped his fingers. "Wait, sorry, I'll be more specific. A dog."

Caleb, leaning over the couch with a smile, shook his head. He pointed to Katie's yet-to-be-named kitten. "Definitely a cat."

Off to the side, Tyler found himself relaxing, smiling broadly at his own daughter taking charge to cheer the others up. It was just a game, but it meant more than that, really. Everything felt so much more significant these days, when life expectancy was cut so much shorter. It was why Tyler couldn't really relax completely when two of the people he thought he could count on had just promptly left. Perhaps George just needed some time to calm down, but Scarlett... well, Tyler didn't want [i]her[/i] running off as well.

He slipped away to follow her out the front door. He didn't have to go far to find her, for she hadn't gone further than the bottom of the stairs. Tyler paused awkwardly in front of the door, staring down at her and recognising what probably should have been a private moment for the girl. He almost said something, but instead chose to lean against the wall in silence. If Scarlett thought he was watching her to make sure she wouldn't leave, then that was fine by him. He really [i]didn't[/i] want her to go, so if he had to come off as domineering in order to assure that, then so be it.

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[b]Danny - Cabin - Rob/Alex[/b]

He watched as Shannon looked relieved at the amount of support they were receiving. He too was thankful for the outcome, especially so when Alex made the suggestion of splitting the scouts into two. A part of Danny pained at taking these people away from Outpost, but his obligation to Shannon and Emma meant everything at the moment. The compromise was fair... more than fair. It was far better than Danny thought he deserved. Still, when he thought about it, it wasn't about him at all; it was about Emma, and Danny thought that poor girl deserved a lot at the moment.

Quickly after Alex, Chris stepped forward and said, "Me too. I want to... so bad. I can't let that guy go." Nodding, Cody hastily agreed with him. 

Danny looked toward Jerry and Lucas, the two scouts he'd known the longest. They both look conflicted, but eventually Jerry said, "I'm not leaving Outpost. Sorry."

Lucas shrugged at that. "I'll go. I mean... it's not forever. I haven't been able to get my mind off what happened at Haywood... I think this is fair. I think it's right."

Realizing she was one of the last to make a decision, Charlie awkwardly touched at her hair. "I... wouldn't be much help to you guys," she said. With a small sigh, the girl reached down and gingerly touched at her leg. "My leg's still a mess. At least in Outpost, I can be on the wall if I have to." With a few awkward glances toward each other, Phineas and Zane eventually mumbled that they'd rather go with Charlie back to Outpost.

With that out of the way, Danny felt like he could finally breathe. He smiled at Shannon, and she smiled right back. It was absolutely ridiculous they were smiling over what was likely a deadly rescue mission, but it was finally a moment where they felt like they were truly doing [i]something[/i]. "I'm tired of being a victim," Danny recalled Shannon saying the night before. "I keep having to watch people around me get hurt, and I can't ever do anything about it." It might have been foolish, but this was Shannon finally taking control, unwilling to be a passive member of this world.

They began dividing up the weaponry, giving the bigger share to Jerry's group like Alex requested. There wasn't much to go around, as it was largely the scouts providing the weapons. Danny's group still had the weapons from the safe, but he was harshly reminded that it had been the scouts' property begin with. Still, there was enough for everyone to carry something, excluding Liam. Elliot was eager to get his hands on something, but Richard was in his face at every moment, reminding him of the [i]dangers of guns[/i].

Danny wished they could take more than just a few extras, but it simply wasn't possible. It was with a heavy heart that he handed the last of the ammunition to Charlie, who smiled at him sadly. It was getting late at this point, and the scouts had to get back to Outpost. Jerry offered that Alex take the vehicle, but Danny said they needed it more. They left with little fanfare, but in the silence that followed their leaving, Danny realised that their mission had truly started.

In the common room, Lucas detailed an immediate plan of action. "Taking the trail Enrique took, it'll put him closer to Metairie than to New Orleans. Can't say where he'll go from there, so that's why we need to catch up. There should be a scout vehicle on one of our routes into the city, but Enrique may have... compromised it. Or taken it, even. Either way, we take that route into the city and find a means of transportation as soon as possible."

Danny nodded, agreeing with Lucas. He looked around the room, finding himself met with grim faces and determined expressions. "There's no time to sleep," Danny asked. "Not until we find a vehicle. Everyone ready?"

And so their trek into the city began. To Danny, it almost felt like a scout mission.