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Will Scarlett ([personal profile] will_scarlett) wrote2008-07-06 09:21 pm

Recovering Part 4

They find a door somewhere near 71st street and Will steps through to the Bar. He takes the bag of clothes and gives her a long kiss before leaving her to her teammates.

Inside, he gets a sandwich and drink from Bar to take upstairs as he looks in the bag and laughs at the Hawaiian shirt.

Upstairs, he puts on the speedo which makes him feel rather naked but it made Kate speechless which is worth a lot. Contented for the moment, he settles down on the bed to eat and soon naps after he eats.

When Kate returns he's stretched out on the bed in just the speedo, a trail of red hair leading down to it and a drink and sandwich on the bedside table.

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-07-08 10:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Kate nodded, "I remember all of it. All the threats she gave me if I said too much. I had to say what people needed to hear, why I couldn't even say that she was there with me. Except in those writings early on when she was still quieter."

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-07-08 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Told you it was. Every day, more headaches, then the blacking out as she got stronger. I'd fight back, and she'd still take over anyway. Burying me a piece at a time." It was blunt as she spoke, but he needed to know the truth now.

"But that's why I was hiding so much, didn't know what would trigger her for a long time."

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-07-08 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"I know you believed me, but I couldn't explain. Not with her there, as long as I agreed to go with her plans, she'd give me leeway. But if I were to warn you or anybody else... well, she would have made good on her threats. She even threatened Doc when he came back, I woke up with my hand on his throat."

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-07-08 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Kate nodded, not wanting to get into what else she now remembered with Doc.

She did admit to one part, "The thing is, everything she was. That's a part of me. She patterned herself after me, just the darker parts. So who's really cruel?"

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-07-08 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"More like ice in this case. You and others were saying how cold I was when she was in control."

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-07-09 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
"That alone should have said that something was wrong."

Kate glanced back at him, "I know, got a close look at mine. She even taunted me at times about it."

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-07-09 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
She drew her arms around to embrace him, "Why I didn't end up like Brand. Even though Bleys said he had his for hundreds of years."

Kate then wondered, and asked, "Will? When did you first know, when it wasn't me?"

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-07-09 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
Kate sighed at that, and then demanded, "That long? What did you think was going on? Just the spell? She was taking over me, Will. I was vanishing that whole time before she locked me up completely."

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-07-09 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
Better than her temper right now as she angrily replied, "I told you! She'd hurt me or threaten your lives every time I tried to tell you! Anybody! I had to fight her regularly just to not lose ground."

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-07-09 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
She flinched a little at that.

"I didn't mean that part... just when you did see me. I thought you'd know me enough to know... But even my friends couldn't tell either."

She moved away from him, and curled up on the bed more before sniffling, and punching the mattress with the side of her balled up hand. Repeatedly.

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-07-09 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
Kate was quiet a moment longer, and then went to get up.

"I need to step out." Nightgown or not, she felt like hitting something.

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-07-09 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
"Cold... right. Whatever." She barked back sharply, and headed out anyway, slamming the door behind her.

The footsteps started to retreat, but then a short way down the hall, there was a noise of a person slumping to the floor. And then loud thumps against the floor.

And brief choked back sobs.