Becca raced to the house, leaving Bryon to grab their bags. "Dys?" She ran through the door, not stopping until she spotted him and flung herself into his arms. "Thank God, you're okay."
He hugged her tightly, inhaling the fresh scent of lavender from her hair. "Becca." He closed his eyes. "I was so scared I'd never see you again."
She pulled back and smiled. "We wouldn't have let you stay in jail. Xander was ready to storm the place with guns blazing to get you out."
"Glad he didn't. He would have just ended up in the cell beside mine." Dyson touched her cheek. "You look good."
"So do you. You had us so worried."
"Yeah, I admit I was a bit worried myself, but you guys pulled it off. I don't know how, but thank you."
"You know we've always got each other's back." She turned to glance at the door as Bryon walked in.
Dyson smiled as he made eye contact with Bryon. He took four strides and pulled Bryon into a tight hug. "Thank you."
Bryon hugged him back. "You're going to put me in an early grave."
"Tell me about it. That shit wasn't fun." Dyson pulled back. "I owe you everything."
"Yeah, well, just don't go getting caught again and we're good. Next time, I might just let you sit there." Bryon grinned.
Dyson was sure that would never happen. Any member of the team would do whatever they could to keep the others free. "I don't plan on it ever happening again."
"Let me get my bags to our room and then we'll talk. The rest of the team will be here shortly. I haven't told them anything. I wanted you to hear it all first. Once you say hi to them, we'll head into my office and I'll fill you in on everything, but I'm not going to start until they get here or we'll just have them interrupting us. Xander's about lost his mind worrying about you." Bryon picked up the bags off the floor where he'd dropped them when they'd hugged.
"Yeah, as badly as I want to know, I want to see them first. Fuck, I've missed you guys." Dyson smiled at Becca. "I can only imagine what this did to the team."
"Yeah, we're on a hiatus for a month or two. Things are too crazy to risk going out so soon, but we'll get things back to normal soon enough. Taking care of you has been priority." She gave him a soft smile. "So good to see you're okay. I'll be right back." She turned and followed Bryon.
Dyson smiled at Rob. "There was a point where I didn't think I'd ever see any of them again."
"It's hard when you're locked up. They wouldn't have left you there. They would have found a way." Rob nodded to the driveway. "Two more cars. Stay back until we're sure it's the team."
Dyson stepped back so he couldn't be seen, but could still watch out the window. He smiled when he saw Matt, and Xander in the first car, then wasn't shocked at all to see Faith in the next car with Lisa, Jeff, Beau, and Parson, and the baby. "I know them all." He forced himself not to rush outside. "Just missing Kacey, Noam, and their son Eric."
"They got a late start. They'll be here in an hour or so." Bryon walked back out.
"Dyson?" Faith ran through the door. She paused as she looked around, but when her gaze hit Dyson, tears filled her eyes as she rushed to him. "You're okay?"
He wrapped his arms around her. "I'm just fine." He ran his hand down the back of her hair. "Love you. Missed you so much." He spoke against her ear.
"Love you too." She sniffed. "I wanted to come visit, but they wouldn't let me."
"I'm glad. It was no place you needed to be. Your letters helped so much. I looked forward to them more than you know." He pulled away, still holding her hands in his. "You're good? Everything okay with you?"
"I'm good. I have a lot to tell you, but I know you and Dad are going to want to talk first, so we can catch up tonight." She tugged her hands from his as Xander and Matt walked through the door, followed by Beau and his family.
"Fucker." Xander wrapped Dyson in a tight hug. "I should kick your ass for this."
"I might let you just because you can. There were times I thought I'd never see you again." Dyson fought back the emotion that swelled inside him. Out of everyone, he was closest to Xander. They'd served in the Army together, and from that time on, had been a huge part of each other's lives. There wasn't anything he wouldn't do for Xander. He was like a brother, maybe even more.
"Took too long to get you out." Xander stared at him. "You're good?"
"I'm good. I swear it. It's been fucked up, but I'm out, I'm good," Dyson assured him.
Xander stared at him, a silent conversation taking place between them. Dyson understood the unspoken words. Xander was pissed at the whole situation, pissed Dyson was going to have to leave, and heartbroken they were going to have to go separate ways.
"We'll figure it out," Dyson promised.
