Thread: Fallen Out of Grace (Yuna & Rauk's 1x1)

Lucius Benson The cop squinted his eyes slightly, as he caught the scent of the whiskey on Lucius' breath. Son, I can tell you've been drinking. And great scott, your girlfriend stinks of booze, too. snarls the cop at them, as Lucius turns white, not sure what to do next. Glancing back toward the Celeste, and then back again making eye contact with Lucius, the cop adds, Neither of you are fit to drive. Let me take you home. You can leave your truck parked here for the night. Thinking maybe this is the best idea, Lucius looked to her with raised eyebrows, while shrugging his shoulders. I think this is our best bet.. Besides, my mother is a retired RN, we can get her to look at you. explains Lucius as he exits the truck, and walks around to open the door for her. Can you walk? he adds. Helping her to her feet, Lucius walks her over to the police vehicle and helps her inside, sitting next to her. As they were soon traveling down the road, not a word was spoken, but he looked at her and thought to himself. Why was he doing this? He had never met this girl before today. Normally he would have just dropped her off at the emergency room door, and driven off, but there was something in Lucius causing him to turn over a new leaf. Could it be that he was lonely, and found her very attractive? That couldn't be it, he wasn't looking for a girlfriend. Maybe he just wanted to help a damsel in distress just like anyone should. As they arrived at the home of Lucius, it was a humble two bedroom apartment on the edge of town that he shared with his widowed mother. He opened the police car door, and helped her out, pulling her arm around his neck as they walked away toward the building. Fumbling around for his keys, Lucius started to point them toward the lock as the door flung open and his surprised mother looked him in the eyes. Where have you been!? I've been worried sick about you. And who's this poor girl? she snaps at him. Her tone suddenly changed from upset to motherly as she changed her attention to the girl hanging from him. Oh, you poor thing, what has my dead beat of a son done to you? Mama Benson will make everything all better. C'mon, Lucius, bring her inside for me to get a better look. Lucius put his arm under her knees, and lifted, picking her up to carry her the rest of the way inside the apartment, and under the stairs to his bedroom. It was a small simple room, with a full sized unmade bed, a night stand with a lamp and an alarm clock, a dresser and an old television set resting on top of it. Beside the door, just inside the room was a book shelf with a few odd and end poetry books. Mrs. Benson puts a large towel down on top of the mattress as to not get bloodstains on the bed, as Lucius lowers her down gently. Mrs. Benson put her warm hand on the side of Celeste's face as she asked in a sweet tone, Honey, could you roll over onto your side so I can get you out of this ruined dress, and remove this bandage? I need to clean and dress your wounds properly. As she began to dab a warm damp cloth over Celeste's forehead, and converse with the young lady, she asked Lucius, Son, I need you to go get one of my night gowns from my closet, so your girlfriend can have something to wear when I'm finished patching her up. Suddenly becoming beet red in the face, he exited the room, and closed the door behind him.