ODDS OF LOVE : ONE MOMENT

Episode 12

DuBuis wasn't completely sure the whole Barrington thing was going to work out exactly the way his husband wanted it to but he kept quiet and continued to finish off his beer. Tonight he just wasn't in the mood to argue. Tonight he wasn't in the mood to do much of anything. His moods were actually starting to get on his last nerve lately. One minute he felt so full of energy and like he could do anything. The next he felt like all he wanted to do was sleep. And cry. And, he thought with a glance at the now empty beer bottle on the table top , drink. Which he probably should stop one day soon. He really hated the taste of beer , he acknowledged with a silent laugh inside his head as they both heard a loud insistent knocking at the front door.

Spencer's body bristled with tension as he said," That sounds like the police. What are the odds that that police woman is here to browbeat me more about......"

DuBuis hoped it was the police woman determined to browbeat him about yesterday because he was damn sure his husband was not fine and that something had happened.

The bruises and black eye on his face said something happened.

His broken first pair of glasses said something happened.

The rape exam at the hospital said something happened.

It was only Spencer that kept denying it. And it was starting to make DuBuis want to see red.

He went to answer the door. It was a police woman. Only it was not Nita Browne in her baggy off the rack pantsuit and cheap sensible shoes, black framed glasses perched on her nose. 

It was his sister Faith. And she was drunk.

Actually, he admitted, she might have been just a little more drunk than him right now.

" Where the hell is that lying husband of yours! ," Faith screamed at him as she swayed in the hallway. Her hand reached out to wall to help steady herself.

" Faith," DuBuis said sharply," control your tone, sis. My husband doesn't lie. "

No. Spencer didn't lie , his mind recoiled with a bang. He ran from the truth. Any truth. But that didn't mean he was going to stand in his own home and watch his husband get attacked.

No.  His father's voice laughed. " You would rather be at work when he gets attacked instead of protecting your family like a real man, huh ? "

He tried to shake off his father's voice in his head as he continued on," And you better not have come here on that motorcycle of yours ! You're drunk ! "

Faith took a ungraceful step closer to her brother and almost stumbled over one of their three house cats who hissed at her. Then it took off running fast to the back of the house. It was too fast moving but DuBuis was sure that was Plus.

Faith hissed back at the cat. Then she hissed at her brother," Fuck you. You're drunk yourself. "

Spencer rolled into the hallway. He looked a little confused at the sight of his drunken swaying in place sister in law.

Faith pointed her finger at him. " Stop lying about what happened? How can you lie ? What if he goes out and hurts someone else? Huh? What are the odds of that, math boy ? "