"Hey. Are you ok?" Weiss asked as he wrapped a raincoat around Constance's
shoulders. "I thought you'd be here. It's where you were the night after
you came back from Geneva and after our chat earlier, I came to the
conclusion that you'd be here if you were upset. Come on lets go to my
car." He said as he lead the dithering woman to the car park.
As they sat in the car, Constance once again began to cry.
"Vaughn rang and told me what Jack thinks. About you and me." Weiss
explained.
"How did he..?"
"Sydney. She went to see him. She was upset about her father's apparent
betrayal when he set her straight about us." Her concerned friend
interrupted.
"Jack was so drunk Weiss. He scared me." She was shaking as Weiss put the
keys in the ignition.
"He didn't hit you did he?" he looked alarmed.
"No. Well..."
"Connie tell me. What did he do?"
"He... he held me down and said that I liked it when Sark... well you know.
What I told you today?" she sobbed.
"Yeah I know. He said those things?" he was so mad at Jack for taking that
bastards actions and holding them against her.
"You know Weiss, I don't wanna talk about it. I'm really tired and I need
to sleep so if you don't mind..." she went to open the door.
"Where exactly were you planning to go?" Weiss looked at her.
"Well I thought..." she drew a blank.
"You can stay at mine. And don't bother arguing." He started up the car at
her look of protest and drove towards his apartment.
