Anxious, uneasy - Dorian briskly walked into the detainment section of the government building with his ID swinging from the ball/bead chain around his neck. He kept his hands at his side as he waited. His pale blue t-shirt was one size too big and wrinkled around the bottom edge. His long dark hair was pulled back in a low and loose ponytail.
The noise on the block was stark silent.
It was as if the very air itself had density, weight. Rows of large, metal doors on sliding hinges could be seen lining the corridors. For what it was worth it did its job being menacing. No one wanted to be here. This was for the residents they felt were too dangerous to exist in normal cells - not with the drunks or the random people they grabbed for things they considered crimes.
Caspian didn’t need to make noise to know what was happening around him. In fact his voice was better saved for actual conversation. There was no good in shouting, not that he wanted to. The guards had felt their fair share of his wrath without his lips ever having to move.
No guards went near the cell for fear of becoming abnormal.
Finally, upon hearing that Caspian had a visitor (a rare occurrence when someone was in isolation) the guards did a haphazard job of taking him from his cell and parading him down to the viewing area. Thick glass much akin to what would be seen in an actual jailhouse would separate him from Dorian.
Though unlike those little plexiglass booths one would see with telephones to speak, no receiver hung from these. Much like a teller at a bank there were small holes born into the thick glass to talk through. All conversations were monitored.
But Cas didn’t need to talk aloud to be heard.
’Dorian.’ his mind would project the word into the mind of the other, relief would be heard. Felt. His eyes searched for Laura or Caitlyn but found neither of them there.
Dorian breathed through the cold metallic-feeling chills that went down his spine as he was escorted to the viewing area and sat down in one of the booths. Hearing a door open, he lifted his head from his steepled hands and caught sight of Caspian. His brown eyes sought out the other man’s blue ones.
He could see the hints of tiredness in Caspian’s face. Breathing he bit some of his lower lip as he heard the other man’s voice speak into his mind and felt that sense of relief. Following Caspian’s eyes, Dorian frowned a little.. It’s just me right now. I’m sorry. He thought.
Eyes would come back to his friend and he nodded. “Did they not want to come?” The words were uttered aloud, a bit of desperation in his tone. He couldn’t imagine they thought he was guilty of whatever the Mayor thought he was.
’Don’t apologize. Dorian had no need. If Laura knew she would come and there would be hell to pay. It made sense Dorian would come first, scope out the area. Hopefully report back. They had a mental bond after all.
“How are they?” Another question. Drawing suspicion wasn’t something he was after right now though he knew the guards weren’t so keen on approaching.
“They want to. I told them I’d like to visit first.” It was true - Dorian wanted to check things out and soften the description if it was too horrible.
We want you home. He had kept quietly checking for any feeling from Caspian from the moment the connection buzzed back when Roman left the house.
“They’re shaken up. But Caitlyn is doing better with distractions. Laura…,” Dorian spoke. He had been able to feel the heat coming off of her that night. “...she is concerned.”
Their family had been through a lot - incarceration was on the lower end of that list. He didn’t want them to see him in such a state but if he was doing time he wanted it on his own terms. He’d spent a long time on the most wanted list in New York.
“I’m glad that they’re alright.” A sigh would escape him. He wanted to leave. Now. “I’d hope that Laura is concerned.” He expected no less from her. They were soulmates, she was his life.
“Are you alright?”
Dorian was trying to hold the family together. He was trying to get them reunited. He owed them so much. The young man never wanted Caspian incarcerated and he was sure he was innocent of whatever the government was charging him with.
Nodding, Dorian sighed. He hadn’t used his power negating ability at all since Caspian was abducted, never did when he was with the Finns. He trusted them.
“I’m okay.” It was true at least for the moment and moments before. But he knew that Caspian probably felt the conflict within Dorian - the weight the young man had chosen to take on in an effort to get the other man released.
He could feel that weight. Caspian felt like Atlas, the man who held the world on his shoulders. His jaw set. Blue eyes blazed. I need to get out of here.
“Please let them know they can visit.” He mourned without them. His family was precious to him but they could take care of themselves.
“I’m glad you’re doing well.” Perhaps that was colder than usual. The circumstances were unusual.
Curling his fingers into loose fists, Dorian breathed as he saw Caspian’s jaw set and his eyes blaze. I know. I’m trying to get you out.
“I will. As soon as I leave, I will.” He nodded. It would help dull the thoughts and feelings of that night if Laura and Caitlyn could reconnect with Caspian even if it was in this viewing area.
Dorian blinked and nodded out of obedience. “Hopefully you will be out soon.” He replied, keeping a bit of warmth.
I know you are. I trust you.
Whatever he’d been alleged to have done was false. Anyone with a brain could put that together. That fire in his eyes didn’t fan out.
He didn’t want his family seeing him here but he missed them dearly. “Don’t. Just tell them that I’m alright, yes? I don’t want them seeing me like this.” Especially not their daughter.
At the bit of optimism Caspian nodded. “As do I. Hopefully sooner rather than later.”
That fire in Caspian’s was both familiar and concerning. He knew that his friend was angry and didn’t mind making the guards miserable. But Dorian feared it would give the authorities a reason to keep him longer.
“Okay,” he nodded. “I will.” The younger man breathed deeply.
“The three of you will be together again soon,” Dorian reiterated. There wasn’t much he could now other than wait to see if his visit to Roman’s office was the right move.
He was not going to be detained quietly. Especially for being apprehended for no reason at all. Whatever charges the guards claimed he knew he had no part of. And thus taking some of that out on them seemed fair, appropriate. He never bragged about being a nice person because he wasn’t.
A nod would come. He was satisfied with the comment knowing Dorian would follow through. “I know. Though I’d prefer that to be sooner rather than later,” he reiterated. Sooner. Now. He had a guess that Laura was probably going crazy with worry.
“I am not fond of that Roman fellow, either. I don’t trust him.” He’d read his mind and knew his intentions.
Dorian knew and understood that Caspian wasn’t a nice person. In some ways, he wasn’t either. But he had a kind heart that he kept in check most days. And he was selfless to a fault.
Nodding in return, he hoped Caspian was released before Thursday so there would a greater reason to celebrate.
A deep breath would be taken. “It’s hard to trust anyone when you were abduc….arrested the way you were.” I thought I could use him since he does have legal connections. Dorian kept his mind looking to the present and not the recent past.
His brow furrowed at that slip of the tongue. He had been abducted and for an asinine reason, one he couldn’t quite wrap his brain around. “Indeed. Well, hopefully I will be out of here soon.” ’I like that you’re using your brain’ came the inward reply, though not unkindly. They both had learned to be resourceful, even getting a little bit dirty if that meant getting what they wanted or swaying a difficult person to align with their focus.
Over a shoulder the guard standing watch began to act erratically. Twitching, dancing in place, singing softly. ’They’ll want to be rid of me very soon, I’d imagine.’
It was an emotional slip. Dorian was going to be more mindful when they were in this sort of company. The young man nodded.
’Thank you.’ Dorian had learned a lot and knew it well. Any skills he had he would utilize.
Breathing deeply, he caught sight of that guard. ’As long as you’re back with Laura and Caitlyn’. Dorian wanted to laugh, but he suppressed it.
A nod would come. A proud smile crept across his face, unable to help himself from expressing the emotion. Dorian had always made him proud, there was no doubt about that. It was why he’d made D his number two. The next in line to carry on the family business, to take care of Caspian’s flock should something happen.
’You’re welcome, love. Keep your eyes and your ears open.’
Finally the guard stilled. “Alright, your time is up,” the guard barked. Caspian raised his eyebrows at Dorian. “Until next time. Keep me posted, yes?”
Caspian’s approval and friendship were what kept Dorian going. He felt that kinship with him and that sense of pride coming from the other man. Smiling in return, he breathed. Confidence and happiness with hope.
’Always, Caspian. Always.’
Blinking at the bark, Dorian breathed sharply through his nose. “Yes, I will. Until next time.” He nodded and waited for Caspian to stand before he did.
Rising slowly, with little to no patience he recoiled as the guard approached and dared to reach out. Like a cobra Caspian made himself seem taller though the guard was much taller than he. “If you lay a single finger on me I will make sure you don’t live to see the sun set.” The guard blinked and then smirked, as if Cas had uttered a hilariously dirty joke.
“Don’t be stupid,” the guard quipped, thumbing a finger over a shoulder. “Go. Now.”
An eye roll would be given in response but Caspian moved back in the direction he’d come.
Dorian stood and watched the exchange between Caspian and the guard. His arms tensed, wanting to be on the other side of the glass to sat shoulder to shoulder with his friend. But he remained still.
Watching Caspian leave and the door close, the tall young man exited the area and the building to return to 401 Justice Drive and the other two Finns.