In which Max plays bodyguard

[by_thatmuch]

Max arrived at Sam's building to find the place covered in police activity. At the moment, he considered that a very good thing, because with the information he'd been given, police would keep the abusive ex away for the time being, until they could come up with a better place for them to say. Though really, there wasn't a place more aptly

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[mini_dean]

When there was a knocking on the door, Ben jumped up. He looked over at his mother, who had finished packing up the dinner to put in the fridge and was now cleaning the cabinets, before he walked over to the door and looked out the peephole.

"Can I help you?" Ben asked through the door. All the locks were still up, and he wasn't opening the door until he knew exactly who was there.

[by_thatmuch]

"My name is Max Smart," Max shouted through the door. "Beth called me and said you might be in need of some help. Sam was supposed to call and let you know I was coming?"

[mini_dean]

His mom had told him that the guy was coming, so he opened the door a crack. "You don't have to shout. Door's only two inches thick. Got some proof of that identity?"

[by_thatmuch]

"Of course," Max sighed slightly, before nodding and reaching into his jacket to pull out his credentials, flipping the wallet open so that Ben could see them.

[mini_dean]

Ben looked at it a moment, then nodded and opened the door. "I'd take your shoes off before coming in. My mom is in freak out cleaning mood."

[by_thatmuch]

Max nodded, stepping to the side before taking off his shoes. After that, he turned back to Ben and extended a hand. "Ben, yes?"

[mini_dean]

"Yeah, that's me." Ben looked at the hand, then crossed his arms and walked into the house. "Mom, that Max guy is here."

Lisa came in from the kitchen, wiping her hands. "Thank you for getting here so quickly. Don't mind my son. Are you hungry would you like something to eat I cam make you something..."

[by_thatmuch]

"Ms. Braedan, I'm fine, but thank you," Max said with a small smile, Ben's dismissal rolling off him like it was nothing. If anything, Max had always been known for his professionalism under fire. "I'm just here to help in any way I can. Is there anything I can do for you?"

[mini_dean]

"I could use help flipping the beds." She waved for Max to follow her while Ben made his way back into his "room" to avoid the insanity.

[by_thatmuch]

Max sighed, before nodding and following her to wherever she was leading. He was there to protect, but that didn't mean he couldn't talk or interact.

[mini_dean]

"Sam told me to stay here. That it was safer than going to the hospital even though this is all my fault. I told Dean he wasn't going to stay away. i told him he was going to come and find me."

She was stripping the bed, a large pile of laundry growing outside the closet that had the washer and dryer in it.

[by_thatmuch]

"Ms. Braedan -- this isn't your fault," Max sighed softly as he moved to help her strip the bed, pulling the pillowcases off her pillows. "Your ex-husband is a very bad man -- Dean was right to get you out of there when he did."

[hisgumbygirl]

"He's... not my ex. He's still my husband."

Lisa busied herself with taking a brush to the mattress. "Dean knew he was hurting me and took me and Ben away. But he's still my husband."

[by_thatmuch]

Max watched her carefully, before shaking his head slowly. "A man who treats his wife like that is not her husband. While legally he may be, I wouldn't consider him that."

[hisgumbygirl]

"There's been so many times I wanted to leave, but I was worried about Ben, especially when he was still a teenager. I didn't know what to do."

[by_thatmuch]

Max just nodded sympathetically. He knew the stories, he'd heard them all before -- you'd be surprised what you can pick up on chatter when you listening close enough.