Eric saw the confusion mixed with terror in her eyes, and he felt a pang of sympathy for her. "Just take a second and gather ya self girl. I'll take care of ya.  But don't take too long pigs probably got called." He exclaimed while he gently offered her a hand to steady her. Odd, yes, that hands that were previously so violent and brutal had the ability to instantly switch to tender. But this was not the first time Eric had consoled a woman who had been beaten by their man. So he stood there with her for a few long moments before he urged her along and toward his bike.<br/><br/>Along the way be picked up his wrench while the men lay moaning on the ground, and her husband started to come to. Several people that had been outside the bar smoking got curious and went to their aid. But that was of little concern to eric.  Finally next to the large Harley he literally lifted the redhead and placed her on the rear seat. Then quickly placed the wrench back into the touring pack before he slid into place on his bike being careful not to bump her with his boot. A moment later and the bike roared to life and the night air was filled by the cackle of pipes, and the bikes loud rradio.after he eased out of the parking lot he turned the radio down via a control on his handle bars and said over his shoulder. "Yer gonna need to get some clothes. Want me ta take ya home so ya can get some before your idiot gets outta the hospital?"