Not paying any mind to the grumbling of the office Sapphire continues to stand with her arms crossed watching what he was doing closely. Taking the note pad from the officer Sapphire signs her name quickly before returning it to him.
As Officer Finkleton calls for Gage Sapphire turns just a little bit watching him, and the other men. Keeping her professional air in check. Watching Gage as he came up the hill she simply kept her arms folded untill she finally took the paper from the officer.
"Thank you Officer for you time. If the Elite needs anything further we will be in touch. Come on Pelzer lets go."
Sapphire hates calling Gage by just his last name but she had to in this situation. It was the only way to get him out of his work, and if she didn't stay professional than it never would of worked. Walking behind Gage to the car Sapphire waits for him to get in before going around to the driver side and getting in. Starting the car up Sapphire pulls away letting Gage's question go unanswered for a moment.
Finally getting far enough away the cop couldn't see the care anymore Sapphire reaches up with her one hand and moves her sunglasses to the top of her head revealing her red puffy eyes that shown sure signs she had been crying. Reaching over she takes Gage's hand in her own locking the fingers, not minding at all that they were wet from sweat. Finally she lets out a sigh, She needed to answer Gage before he became to worried.
"My brother and I got into it pretty good today. First time ever, I was just so upset with him and I wasn't going to let him talk about you that way. "
Glancing at Gage in the passenger side of her car Sapphire gives a small smile letting him know, she was ok, and everything would be ok but she just needed him.
"I just wanted to be with you right now, spend the rest of the day with you. That is...if you would like to. I guess today I am asking you for comfort."
Squinting his eyes a little bit and hiding the bit of pain her felt Dalton wouldn't let it show. Scott felt bad enough without knowing he was to badly hurt. A trip to Rick and he would be fine again.
"You sure do pack a punch for a little guy I'll tell you that much. I am ok though. Its ok its ok, you can stop saying sorry. Come on lets clean those knuckles up."
Helping his friend up Dalton winced just a little but didn't draw attachen to it as he lead Scott into the bathroom. Getting some soap and a cloth to clean his knuckled off Dalton study's his friend for a long moment.
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