It had been a really crappy few days for many reasons, but Sebastian's total phone silence had weighed on Dylan almost as much as worrying about his mom's health. When he'd awakened on Saturday morning and found Sebastian gone from the bed, and ultimately, gone from the house, his stomach had taken a nosedive. He'd tried not to read too much into it, though. Maybe he'd just wanted to go home and get ready for work, since both their stores had Saturday business hours. Except he'd ridden with Dylan the night before, which meant he would have had to take a cab or catch a bus back to his car or his house. And why do that when he could've just woken Dylan and asked him to give him a ride home? Still... he'd wanted so badly to believe everything was okay, so he'd showered and dressed to go into the shop, trying to keep an upbeat attitude, knowing at least he'd get to see Sebastian in a short while. Then the phone call had come, and he'd been on the road to Poplar Bluff within minutes. He'd tried to get in touch with Sebastian to tell him what had happened and that he had to be away for a few days, but had gotten his voice mail.
