Post by Wench on Sept 17, 2008 19:22:17 GMT -6
The scene fades in to the home of Hellspawn and Wench. Wench is curled up on the couch with Damien and they are watching the Lion King. Hellspawn is seated next to Wench. Wench runs her fingers through Damien's hair and watches him silently as he watches Simba and Nala walk through the elephant graveyard.
Hellspawn has his arms wrapped around Wench. The door bell rings and Hellspawn gets up and goes to answer it. He steps back into the living room with two police officers. Wench pauses the tape and looks up at the officers.
Wench: Damien, sweetie, can you go play in your room for a bit, please?
Damien and nodded and hopped off the couch. He went upstairs.
Officer 1: Wench can you come down to the station with us and answer some questions.
Hellspawn: Is she being charged with anything?
Officer 2: Well, no, but we do have some questions we want her to answer.
Hellspawn's gaze hardened.
Hellspawn: Then you can ask her here. After her last incident at your station, I'm not putting her through any unnecessary stress.
The officers exchanged looks but relented.
Officer 1: Wench, how do you know a Mr. Alan Davis?
Wench looked up at them, confused.
Wench: He's just some guy I met in the park. He led me to believe he was with the media in some form, why?
Officer 2: He's just a person of interest. We'd like to speak with him. If you have any information, it would be most helpful.
Wench: Well, I'm sorry I can't be more helpful.
Officer 1: Can you give us a description?
Wench: I'd say about 6'4 or 6'5. Maybe 275-300 pounds. He had a pretty solid build. I'd say he works out often. Ummm, I really didn't get a good look at him. He pretty much hid his face with his hat.
The officer writes down the description and nods to the other. They stand to leave.
Officer 2: If you see him again, please let us know.
Wench nods and Hellspawn walks the officers to the door as the scene fades.
Hellspawn has his arms wrapped around Wench. The door bell rings and Hellspawn gets up and goes to answer it. He steps back into the living room with two police officers. Wench pauses the tape and looks up at the officers.
Wench: Damien, sweetie, can you go play in your room for a bit, please?
Damien and nodded and hopped off the couch. He went upstairs.
Officer 1: Wench can you come down to the station with us and answer some questions.
Hellspawn: Is she being charged with anything?
Officer 2: Well, no, but we do have some questions we want her to answer.
Hellspawn's gaze hardened.
Hellspawn: Then you can ask her here. After her last incident at your station, I'm not putting her through any unnecessary stress.
The officers exchanged looks but relented.
Officer 1: Wench, how do you know a Mr. Alan Davis?
Wench looked up at them, confused.
Wench: He's just some guy I met in the park. He led me to believe he was with the media in some form, why?
Officer 2: He's just a person of interest. We'd like to speak with him. If you have any information, it would be most helpful.
Wench: Well, I'm sorry I can't be more helpful.
Officer 1: Can you give us a description?
Wench: I'd say about 6'4 or 6'5. Maybe 275-300 pounds. He had a pretty solid build. I'd say he works out often. Ummm, I really didn't get a good look at him. He pretty much hid his face with his hat.
The officer writes down the description and nods to the other. They stand to leave.
Officer 2: If you see him again, please let us know.
Wench nods and Hellspawn walks the officers to the door as the scene fades.
