She knows without having to look that it's peacekeepers. Police. She just knows it. She can also tell that John isn't scared or angry and she doesn't understand why. How can he be calm with strangers in their home. With being questioned. With any of this.
She's not numb anymore.
Out of the bath and wrapped in a towel she's careful not to touch her face. He'd gone to the door in nothing but a robe but she can't bring herself to be that vulnerable right now and so she heads into the bedroom first, quickly as she can under the circumstances, and dresses in her softest, most comfortable night clothes before wrapping herself up in the robe for one more layer of protection. Her hands are shaking and her skin feels hot with how fast her pulse is racing.
"You shouldn't be here!" The words are harsh and frantically pitched, she doesn't even wait for a break in their conversation before she says them. She wants these strangers out of their apartment. She can't stand them invading their one safe space. Her eyes dart from John to the uniformed officers and back again as she stands in the doorway looking out into the living room. As far away from them as she can be and still be visible. "Please. Not here!"
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She knows without having to look that it's peacekeepers. Police. She just knows it. She can also tell that John isn't scared or angry and she doesn't understand why. How can he be calm with strangers in their home. With being questioned. With any of this.
She's not numb anymore.
Out of the bath and wrapped in a towel she's careful not to touch her face. He'd gone to the door in nothing but a robe but she can't bring herself to be that vulnerable right now and so she heads into the bedroom first, quickly as she can under the circumstances, and dresses in her softest, most comfortable night clothes before wrapping herself up in the robe for one more layer of protection. Her hands are shaking and her skin feels hot with how fast her pulse is racing.
"You shouldn't be here!" The words are harsh and frantically pitched, she doesn't even wait for a break in their conversation before she says them. She wants these strangers out of their apartment. She can't stand them invading their one safe space. Her eyes dart from John to the uniformed officers and back again as she stands in the doorway looking out into the living room. As far away from them as she can be and still be visible. "Please. Not here!"