<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">Jaxon could see the color of Gabriel's skin wasn't good. While he wasn't the most knowledgeable medically, he, of course, underwent basic medic training and could assess that while he wasn't at serious risk, he was obviously in pain and upset. Either could have brought on the bout of vomiting, and he jumped forward to push Gabriel's long hair back, out of the way so that it didn't end up covered in whatever Gabriel was dispelling. It had been a natural instinct, but he was glad when his uncle came over to intervene. The interaction was too personal, and already he'd gotten himself in the middle of Gabriel's business. Slater made sure to add insult to injury on the way out, adding a comment meant to hurt with words instead of fists this time.<br/>
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With the situation more under control, Jaxon looked back to his truck and patted his leg. Kiv hopped out again, coming over to them, and Jaxon directed the dog to Gabriel. The animal was perceptive enough to tell when someone was distressed, and Gabriel and he had already had the opportunity to meet on better terms, making Kiv less weary. He went over, nudging his hand before sitting down beside him. Kiv wasn't overbearing, didn't slobber all over him, but quietly leaned against the upset young man. Kiv had provided distraction like this to many of the soldiers while they were overseas, and he hoped it would do the same for Gabriel, and provide him some comfort before he was taken to the hospital.<br/>
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Jaxon knew taking him to the hospital for an assessment probably wasn't necessary, but it would likely help him in his case if his injuries were properly documented. He didn't trust the officers to see to that entirely on their own, but a doctor would make sure to do so. He didn't have much chance to get in any other words with Gabriel, between his uncle and EMS taking him away. He had no reason to go to the hospital, but he did want to know that he was okay. He called the following day to make sure he'd been released, and perhaps that was the last Gabriel thought he'd see of Jaxon Pierce at all.<br/>
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Jax, on the other hand, remembered that he'd been invited to Gabriel's family restaurant for dinner, and really, he wanted to check in on Gabriel and make sure he was okay. It was only natural for him to want to take responsibility, and see that the situation was resolved. He didn't pass judgment over the young man's relationship choices and didn't feel like he deserved to be punished for it, even if he didn't fully agree with it. He'd brought Kiv along and chose a table outside by himself, beneath the patio. He had no idea if Gabriel was working or not, but he hoped to at least get confirmation from his family that all was well.<br/>
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A young server came over to start him off with drinks, to which Jaxon ordered two waters. One for him, and one for his dog. Kiv was laying beneath the table, out of the way of passing servers, and he'd picked one of the less occupied spots to sit should someone have a phobia.<br/>
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“I was hoping to take some recommendations from Gabriel, if he's here?” Jaxon inquired. “He was actually the one to tell me about this place.” It had been one of his days off, and he was dressed in plain jeans and a tucked in white t-shirt. Most people with it being dinner time had opted to eat inside, but there was a group that was taking advantage of their margaritas while enjoying the fresh air. The food smelled good, even if it wasn't a place Jaxon would usual find himself.</span></span>