<strong>Paradiso Police Station</strong><br/><br/>"Brandon!" As soon as she was free Lorraine fell to her knees beside the fallen man. She reached for his wrist and desperately tried to feel a pulse. "I'm so sorry", she whispered. "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have come here. Oh God, Brandon!" Cool fingertips felt his forehead but she didn't really need the confirmation. First Alyssa, now Brandon. Her head felt heavy when she tried to look up, not quite managing to look Jason in the eyes. "I'm so sorry, Jason. Greg had told me to stay away, but I couldn't. Maybe Brandon would've been okay if I had; I didn't know..." Her voice trailed off and she shivered, wrapping her arms around herself as she stood. Forcing herself to keep looking at the helpless man, Lorraine remained quiet for a full minute and then turned her gaze back towards Jason. "He'll need..." She cut herself off... "I don't know what he needs, or if anyone can give it to him." She sighed. "He trusted me and I failed him." The dark eyes sought Jason's now normal eyes. "And you? Are you alright? Do you remember anything?"