Travis stood there being pushed back by two officers. "What are you doing?! We were right here we saw everything!" he yelled. He knew a little of what it was like to be treated like an outcast, specifically by his father. The same father who just so happened to be on a gay dating app, but now wasn't the time to think about that. Right now, her friend was getting knelt on by come cops who probably know very well that he cannot breathe. He stood there helpless as Robert and Dean were pushed into their respective patrol cars. He stood by Vic as they watched the cars passed by. He looked between his friends, taking a minute to stare at Andy. He saw that as soon as the patrol cars were out of sight, her tough persona simply melted away and her chest started to rise and fall faster than was normal for someone standing perfectly still. He was immediately at her side.
"Andy, you know you can't breathe like that. I need you to take slow deep breaths. You are panicking and you have every right too but I can't have you panicking, not right now. So please try to breathe for me." He said softly to his friend, gently rubbing her back.
"This was going to be a long day" he thought to himself looking over at Maya and Jack and then angrily at the cops that just arrested his friends.
They walked into the apartment. The far-right wall which from the outside he knew was a wall of windows was piled high with old cardboard boxes. Boxes which he could only assume belong to either Andy or Captain Herrera. Personally, he didn't want to in his Chief Probie's home. If he was a different person, he would've just dropped Andy off and just gone home with Vic, but he wasn't a different person. He was Travis Montgomery, and these are his very best friends, and as uncomfortable as he might be being in the home where his friend and his former boss live, he was going to be here for them.
He walks Vic over to the couch getting her to sit down. "Do you want anything?" he asked, kneeling down Infront of her. But she never met his eye. He wiped a tear that had just fallen getting up and walking over to Andy who was leaning against the island counter.
"Hey do you maybe want to sit down? I can go get you guys something to eat?" he asked resting a reassuring hand on her arm
"I'm fine," she said brushing past him and picking up a box. He didn't take it personally. He was angry and frustrated and probably had so many emotions coursing through her veins she didn't know how to react. He watched her go through box after box until he finally had enough. Vic wasn't talking, Andy was going through boxes of old stuff and he didn't know what to do so he pulled out his phone and texted Maya.
Maya got there with Jack, and she tried to reach out to Andy but the most she could do is get her to agree to change. He went upstairs with Maya the two stood in the doorway of the bedroom.
"I don't even want to think about what might have happened in here," He said, making a disgusted face.
"Thanks, I could've done without that visual," Maya said, rolling her eyes and walking in.
"I hate this Trav," She said, opening one of the drawers which was thankfully full of hoodies, hoodies which she assumed belonged to Sullivan because they looked huge. "I hate that my two best friends just watched people they love get arrested for being heroes and doing what we do every day." She continued pulling out a hoodie that she has seen Andy wear a couple times. She bent down to another drawer seeing Andy's sweats and leggings. "I hate that there isn't anything I can do for them right now," she pulled out a pair of sweats and tights thinking maybe Vic would want to change too.
Except Travis stopped listening a long time ago. He didn't want to sit on the bed for the mere fact that he knew Andy and her husband definitely got freaky deaky in those sheets. But as he looked around the room curious to find out more about Sullivan, he saw something that caught his eye. A ton of envelopes sitting on the bed.
"Trav?" Maya turned around when she didn't hear any response. She saw what looked to be at least 20 envelopes laying out on the bed.
"What are those?" she asked placing the clothes on the bed and picking up an envelope
"They are letters, from Sullivan to Andy. I think she should read them." Travis said, picking up another envelope himself.
"Yeah, she probably should. Here take these to Vic and tell Andy there is something up here for her," Maya said handing him the clothes. Travis took the clothes and went downstairs to where Vic and Jack were not sitting.
"Hey I know these probably won't be long enough but these are a pair of Andy's tights Maya thought you might want to change into." He said handing them to Vic who for the first time made eye contact with him. Then he walked over to Andy who was still going through boxes.
"Hey Ands, Maya said she couldn't find something so she wanted me to call you," he said, getting her attention. She let out a sigh and rolled her eyes putting the book she was holding back into the box.
"Alright I guess that leaves me to cook," he said to himself and he walked over into the kitchen.
"Alright Mr. Andy Herrera let's see what you got here," he said, opening the fridge, pulling some ingredients out and started cooking. His mind went to the two who were probably sitting in a cold dingey holding cell. God, he hated this, he wishes there was more he could do. It wasn't far that the heroes were being punished.
He was almost done cooking, so close to having something for everyone to eat when he heard heavy footsteps, stomping, he turned and looked at Maya but before he could say anything there was yelling.
This is going to be a long, long day