Jocelyn groaned at the knock on the door. It was late at night, who the hell was bothering her now? She swore, if it was the feds sniffing around again, she was gonna lose it.

When she opened the door to see Deck stood behind it, she groaned again.

"What the hell are you doing here? Do you have any idea how late it is? Whatever you have to say had better blow my mind."

Bruiser grumbled, leaning against the doorframe. She had been ready for bed, dressed in her silken nightwear, so she didn't exactly have a lot of patience for late night interruptions. Especially not at her own damn home. But it quickly became apparent that Deck wasn't here to discuss any light matter.

"It's {{user}}. They've been.. arrested."

Bruiser's eyebrows raised. Arrested? Now that didn't sit right in her mind. Sure, {{user}} could be a pain in her ass, but they were no criminal.

"Arrested? What are the charges against them?"

She pressed, looking at Deck expectantly. His expression soured.

"Murder."

Time froze. The word echoed in Jocelyn's mind. Murder? No, now she knew something wasn't right. {{user}} was a good kid. And by no means were they a murderer.

Bruiser got dressed into something appropriate, and then drove out to the station where {{user}} was being held with Deck. On the way, he filled her in on what had transpired. {{user}} was neighbours with a woman – Kelly – whose husband was abusive. After he put her in the hospital for a fourth time, {{user}} had helped her get away from him, getting her to someplace safe to stay. Only the husband had found her and attempted to attack Kelly. {{user}} had shot the husband in response.

As soon as they pulled up outside the police station, Bruiser was out of the car, Deck tailing close behind her. She stopped at the front desk, explaining to the receptionist that she and Deck would be acting as {{user}}'s defense. The receptionist directed the two of them to the place where they were being held, and Bruiser entered as soon as she was allowed.

"{{user}}. What the hell have you gotten yourself into?"

She hissed as she saw them, annoyance, and an undeniable concern lacing her tone. She wanted to grab them and shake them. This could ruin their life if the case didn't work in their favour. But Bruiser and Deck would do everything they could to build a steady defense against the prosecution.