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It's been days since she's seen him. Since the day she took Will's baseball. It's not...it is because she's been avoiding him, but not because of the sex. Or him caring. Or her caring. She just..
She'd needed to do this alone.
Kate had needed to take the things she did, replace them the way she did. Will would say she was 'working through' something. Maybe. Or maybe she just needed to screw up and get caught so she could remember how that felt. Or maybe it was the same thing. Whatever it was, Declan couldn't have ridden shotgun on this one. He'd have stopped her and she'd have let him.
She doesn't want him to be her prison warden. To have to hold her leash. To have to clean up after her and she knows he will if she lets him. But it's okay tonight. The mess is managed, same as the mischief. It's on her head and no one else's.
Tonight, Kate doesn't want Declan for something. She just wants Declan.
He's not there when she gets to his hut. She could let herself in, but she won't. Instead, she parks her ass on the porch stairs and waits. If anything, the peace and quiet's kind of nice. The stars don't look familiar, but when she looks up at them, they're beautiful anyway.
*Title and lj-cut lyrics from The Sounds' Queen of Apology.
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Date: 2011-10-01 01:47 am (UTC)He's not really surprised to see her on his porch, looking like she belongs there. Of course, the last place you look.
"Almost forgot what you look like, you know."
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Date: 2011-10-01 01:57 am (UTC)Knowing he's coming doesn't stop the surge of whatever that comes with hearing his voice. She pushes up to her feet and smiles. It's a lie, but it's a true lie. "No you didn't. You just know the real thing's better than you remember."
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Date: 2011-10-01 02:43 am (UTC)No, Kate's a little deeper than that. A lot deeper. And...given how she feels about the island, the reasons may not be innocuous.
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Date: 2011-10-01 02:59 am (UTC)"I had some...things I needed to work out." She lifts a hand to reach for him, but lets it fall again, loose at her side for once, not clenched. "That's all."
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Date: 2011-10-01 05:13 am (UTC)"Worked out now?"
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Date: 2011-10-01 05:37 am (UTC)"Yeah, maybe." Will knows, which means Magnus knows. He might know already. "Did some stupid shit and now I've got to make up for it. But I kind of needed to do it anyway."
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Date: 2011-10-01 05:46 am (UTC)"Then make up for it and move on. I'm not judging, love."
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Date: 2011-10-01 06:08 am (UTC)"I'll tell you about it. But can we go inside?" She doesn't want to let go of him, but standing out here like this feels dangerously exposed.
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Date: 2011-10-01 08:24 pm (UTC)He lets them in and keeps her close, kissing the top of her head. "You know you don't have to tell me unless you want, right?"
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Date: 2011-10-01 08:32 pm (UTC)Kate kind of nudges him toward the couch-thing and somehow (she's just not going to think about it or why she wants it) ends up in his lap. "You're the only one who knows...me."
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Date: 2011-10-01 09:09 pm (UTC)"So talk to me. Tell me what's got you bothered?"
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Date: 2011-10-01 09:48 pm (UTC)"Same old Kate shit, different day," is how she starts it, and then, "I went to see Will. He wasn't there. But there were these baseballs. And they pissed me off. So I took one."
Now that she's telling him, she realizes, maybe he doesn't know. Doesn't know why they'd piss her off. She lifts her head. "How much of the stuff about Jimmy and my dad do you know?"
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Date: 2011-10-01 10:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-01 10:30 pm (UTC)So Kate tells him. "Jimmy killed my dad."
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Date: 2011-10-02 02:08 am (UTC)"Damn. Didn't know that. Did anyone?"
Did Magnus? Declan doesn't think she'd put Kate in that situation but then nobody knows how Magnus's mind works.
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Date: 2011-10-02 02:40 am (UTC)"I got shot. He dug the bullet out and saved me, but we were stuck waiting for Magnus. So we talked. We were both from Chicago. He was a Sox fan and my dad was a Cubs fan." It all makes sense to her, and she wants Declan to get it. "I was there the day it happened, Jimmy blowing up the PD to take out my dad. I always thought they just turned on him. But he turned on them. He was going to straight and then he got killed."
She tilts her head up to look Declan in the eyes. "I didn't shoot him. I was going to, but then I didn't. And the last thing he said to me before I didn't shoot him and he sacrificed himself for all of us was 'Go Sox!' Will's a Jays fan, you know. But this Will...he doesn't know about the Cubs, the Sox, and the Jays. And that baseball...it was just pissing me off."
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Date: 2011-10-02 05:09 am (UTC)It never stops hurting, though, and he's not sure that if he was faced with the Cabal agent that killed Ashley he wouldn't be tempted to do the same thing Kate was almost tempted to do.
"So you...took it, then? The baseball?"
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Date: 2011-10-02 05:42 am (UTC)"And then I went to Trixa's place because she's like me. I thought if I took a look around, I might find out some stuff we needed to know. There wasn't anything and I got freaked out and pissed. So I took something of hers. But I knew it was something important to her and I didn't want to hurt her. So, the next day I went and gave that to someone else. And took something of theirs. It was..." Kate shrugs, hoping he'll get it. "Kind of a prank. A way to blow off some steam without really hurting anyone. I know it was stupid. But...I always run, when I feel like this. Now there's nowhere to go."
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Date: 2011-10-02 05:56 am (UTC)"So why did you come here, then? After you've been avoiding me all week, why come here?"
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Date: 2011-10-02 06:44 am (UTC)There. Maybe she's shaking and feels like she wants to bolt but it's said. She doesn't want to be the old Kate anymore. And...he knows. It matters what he thinks of her. It matters a lot.
"Came back..." Her voice drops and her fingers curl against his skin. "You know me." She shrugs, awkward with the truth after so many lies, but comfortable with him. Too comfortable. "And I just...really missed you."
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Date: 2011-10-02 04:37 pm (UTC)"Which is why I went out looking for you."
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Date: 2011-10-02 07:46 pm (UTC)"Yeah?" She aims for smoky, but doesn't quite get there. It's more please tell me you wanted me than she ever wants to hear coming from her. "Didn't trust that I'd come back on my own?" That sounds more like Kate Freelander, even if it's not edged, not at all.
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Date: 2011-10-02 09:03 pm (UTC)"Turns out I didn't have to be, I guess."
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Date: 2011-10-02 09:34 pm (UTC)"At home...I probably wouldn't have come back. Not until we had to work together again." Kate tucks her head back down to his shoulder and smooths his shirt, but messes it up again when her hand slides back under it. "But we're not home. Nowhere to run now. When I try, I always end up here."
Here. In his arms. With him.
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Date: 2011-10-03 12:35 am (UTC)"When you're feeling like you need to run, you should run to me."
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