No tolerance

Scott grins at Katie and shakes his head a little. "I needed to get myself awake anyway...we should be there soon."

He cocks his head as his free hand comes up to run his fingers over her own. Her eyes looked weary. "You okay?"


As Jason nears the parking lot entrance, he sees Aerith fall and hears her scream. Without even thinking, he sprints into a run. His peripheral vision catches sight of a vehicle and he skirts to the side just as Wyatt's jeeps speeds into the lot ahead of him.

Wyatt doesn't slow until he's close to the scene, braking hard to skid to a halt, and spinning to the side. He's out in an instant. As he takes his quick steps forward, he sees Jason again. Neither know exactly why the other is here, but it doesn't matter. Without even needing to communicate, they both take up different roles.

Jason's run gives him the momentum he needs, and without even stopping, he lowers his head and right shoulder to ram Frankie from the front and brings him down hard to the pavement. Straddling Frankie's body, Jason's knuckles slam into his jaw without mercy.

Seeing Frankie taken down, Wyatt automatically aims for Aerith. He kneels down and wraps an arm around her, pulling her to her feet so they can be a safe distance from the other two. He ushers her to his jeep where he finally turns her around to look at her face. Taking his hand, he smooths her hair away from her cheek, wiping her tears at the same time. Concern flickers in his eyes as he sees her fear. "Hey, it's okay now. You alright?"