Of course Ty had cared, Ty had cared more than he'd wanted to admit to anyone. He cared about the fact that she'd hurt herself, and he card that she was worried 'breaking her face' was going to damage her somehow. And of course he cared that she had been so fucking far away for so damn long.
The man also cared so much that he had found the first plane going to LA that he could and hopped on it. And this was a guy that hated the city with every fiber in her being.
Arriving at his destination he rented himself a truck and then drove to the hotel Autumn had mentioned in her journal when asking where she was. Going inside it took some convincing but he'd managed to get Autumn's room and a key (one of the many perks of his FBI badge). Going to her room he opened the door and stepped inside, silently closing the door behind him and walking through the place quietly until he found her. "Why the hell did you chose LA?"