"It's just..." Kate thinks of how she'd held a gun on Jimmy. How she'd wanted to kill him but couldn't, in the end. How she'd shot Ashley but that'd been one of the best things she'd ever done, saving Magnus like that. About Constantine and the Sorkel. About the Abnormals she sold into slavery that might've been as bad as his for all she knows.
She hasn't told anyone except Savannah and she forgives everyone everything. Declan knew. Aidan...can't judge. Will knows her.
Her lips rub together and finally she nods, pulls back and lifts off her shirt (she's wearing the wine-colored lace demi-bra she'd had when she got here) and shows Imri the ugly bullet scar in her right shoulder. "I'm not...good, Imri. I've done a lot of things that I'm not proud of. Every day is--" She shrugs, not quite meeting his eyes. "A struggle. To be better, to earn the chances Helen and Will gave me. The day I got this, I was working with this guy. Jimmy. Neither of us knew it before this happened but he killed my dad. He saved me, that day, but he killed my dad. And when Helen and Will found us, I was holding a gun to his head. I was going to kill him for it. I still don't know for sure if I didn't do it because I didn't or because they were there to stop me."
Her fingers skim his forearm and she lifts her gaze to his again. It's not the same, but I get you.
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Date: 2012-05-10 05:14 am (UTC)She hasn't told anyone except Savannah and she forgives everyone everything. Declan knew. Aidan...can't judge. Will knows her.
Her lips rub together and finally she nods, pulls back and lifts off her shirt (she's wearing the wine-colored lace demi-bra she'd had when she got here) and shows Imri the ugly bullet scar in her right shoulder. "I'm not...good, Imri. I've done a lot of things that I'm not proud of. Every day is--" She shrugs, not quite meeting his eyes. "A struggle. To be better, to earn the chances Helen and Will gave me. The day I got this, I was working with this guy. Jimmy. Neither of us knew it before this happened but he killed my dad. He saved me, that day, but he killed my dad. And when Helen and Will found us, I was holding a gun to his head. I was going to kill him for it. I still don't know for sure if I didn't do it because I didn't or because they were there to stop me."
Her fingers skim his forearm and she lifts her gaze to his again. It's not the same, but I get you.