She looked up to him, her face scared. Sirens...that meant that they'd find the men...but which wouldn't they find?
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He puts his arms around her, comfortingly.
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She brushed up against him, then pulled away as the police entered and she was motioned over for questioning as some of the officers motioned him over, too.
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Aaron goes to the officer that motions him over and answers all of his questions to the best of his ability.
Bailey looks at her watch, "Break time," she says softly to herself. She looks at Mikie, "Do you want to get some lunch?" She asks him kindly.
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He nodded, standing and grabbing his tattered jacket.
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Bailey puts on her grey blazer over her blouse and walks out with him.
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Beth answers the questions.
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Bailey looks at him, "Want to go to the food truck?" She asks him
Aaron waits for Beth.
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He nodded.
She went over to him.
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Bailey smiles, "Why so quiet all of a sudden?" she asks him curiously.
Aaron tilts his head, "You okay?" He asks her.
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"Eh, kinda worried 'bout Aaron and Beth...Where did they go?"
"Yeah..."
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BAiley shrugs, "I don't know, but I do know that Aaron can take care of himself," she assures Mikie.
Aaron looks at her, not convinced, "really?" he asks her.
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"And Beth?"
"I think so..."
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*BuMp*
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Bailey stops and looks at him, "Aaron knows how to take care of both of them." She says, flicking her long red hair.
Aaron looks into her eyes, "I am not conviced, it is okay to not be," He tells her softly.
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She nodded. "I'm fine, Aaron."
He nodded coolly.
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Aaron nods, "Okay, so what now?" He asks her
Bailey starts walking again towards the food truck.
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The officers looked around, writing stuff down. "Wait, I guess."
He followed.
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Aaron nods and sits on a bench.
Bailey gets to the truck and orders her food, paying for it and waits for it to be made.
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He stops behind her, waiting.
She sits next to him.