"No sir, but I'm having my men pick him up as we speak. I'll try to keep it with our department as long as possible until I can figure out what the hell is going on, but I may not have long. See you when you get here." With that, Jackson hung up the phone, grabbed his jacket and walked out. Chris hadn't been able to sleep either, and when he heard the Commander downstairs, he was about to join him until the phone rang. He wasn't sure what was said, but whatever it was, he didn't think it was good. Chris ran downstairs and grabbed his keys. He knew the Commander didn't want him to, but he was going to drag Sienna back here, Brandon be damned! Brandon was sitting in the small cell area. He was brought in without a shirt, but they supplied him with some ugly brown shirt with numbers on it, but at this point, he really didn't care. He was thinking about the fact that he had actually planned on apologizing to the Commander for his behavior earlier that wee

Sienna stared at it for a moment, but didn't want to be rude. She wasn't old enough to drink, but she figured Terry would keep this little secret. Terry took a sip of the wine while keeping his eyes on Sienna. He noticed how she delicately sipped the wine while avoiding eye contact with him. That bothered him. He could easily read her expressions, and she was growing more uncomfortable by the minute. "Excuse me, I'll go look for it now," Terry said and walked toward the back of the apartment. Sienna stood there holding her wine glass in both hands and staring at her feet. She didn't feel well. Her head hurt and her stomach was in knots from all of this stress. She had barely known a few days with Brandon that weren't full of stress. Why didn't everyone just leave them alone! Her thoughts were interrupted as she heard a loud thud coming from the back room. "Terry?!" she said, as she sprinted to the location of the noise. She followed th

"He is innocent! I know Terry turned him in. But Terry lied about all of this!" Sienna yelled through tears. She couldn't control herself. She was sick of being this emotional. She had cried a river right before she even came to his office. Silas stopped mid sentence with that accusation. He cocked his head to the side and tapped his fingers on his desk. "What do you mean?" he asked. "He told me. Some girl that accused Brandon, was told to do so by Terry," Sienna explained. "And why would he tell you, of all people," Silas questioned. Sienna wasn't ready for this, but she had to get it off her chest if it meant saving Brandon. "He, uh...he attacked me," she whispered, while staring down at his desk. "Excuse me?" Sienna looked up at him and told him again. "He attacked me at his apartment, two days ago. The day Brandon was arrested." "Have you reported it to the police?" "No, and please don't say anything

Like when he's angry or... about to come. But right now, he was actually relaxed, and it was starting to grow more pronounced. She was about to take a bite, but just as suddenly as the food had smelled delicious to her, that smell turned sour, and her stomach flip flopped. Brandon dropped his fork and stared at her, waiting for her to answer his question. "Um, I was so pissed at my dad. I thought he sent SP after you, so I moved out that day," she said nervously. Then she quickly added, "But if you want your space, I totally understand. I should have asked you first, but I just didn't have a way." "Not hungry?" Brandon asked, ignoring her comment. Sienna shook her head. "I'm still not feeling well from all of this. I'm sorry. It looks good though." Brandon pushed his chair back from the table. "Come here," he softly commanded. Sienna stood up and walked over to him. He pulled her down on him so that she was now straddli

"How are you holding up?" he asked her, giving her a quick hug. "I'm alright," she lied. "Where's BT?" "He's in the shower, he'll be out in a second." Sienna mentioned, smiling at the thought of the shower door being closed from now on. Although, she didn't mind the view when it was open. "Well, Terry is out on bail. Just found out today. I feel that he'll find out sooner or later, so maybe best if we tell him," Darren whispered to her. "Tell me what?" Sienna and Darren both looked up to see Brandon staring at them while his hair dripped onto his dark grey shirt. Darren glanced back at Sienna's wide eyes. Damn, she had no poker face at all! "Um, nothing. It's nothing, we were discussing something else," Darren said, knowing he sounded like an idiot. And Brandon's facial expression made him feel like one. Brandon had barely dried off and changed his clothes when he heard them whispering. He leaned around