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[For Will] Lost and Found
Aug. 3rd, 2012 02:09 pmEven though she'd told Lilo that Liv went home to her ohana and she's happy for her (and Kate is happy for Liv), Kate's having a hard time with this one. It's the hardest loss since Declan. Maybe harder, because Liv didn't know her before home but she trusted her anyway. The urge to do something stupid - steal something, break into someplace, pick a fight with someone bigger than her - has been dogging her since she found out.
So far she's been staving it off by ditching class to chill with Lilo, sticking Lilo with Daniel to fuck Phoebe and Trip, or hang with Imri. But today she's in the lab, fingers running the polished surfaces, hoping she's not about to decide to take Nikola up on the threesome with him and Alcuin. She's not sure if she's missing Liv when she spends fifteen minutes with her hand on the immersion tank or Hank because she's thinking about when she took Liv home in her dream and he'd tripped all over his tongue, or just missing...missing people with the roots she's let herself put down so she wouldn't spend her days here in jail.
Pretty quick after that, she decides being here's a damned bad idea and not the kind of bad idea she loves. Just the kind that makes her heart hurt. People are getting their memory back, so maybe she can go talk to Will or see Jim. Since she's not sure which she's more scared won't remember her still, she heads for Will's office. At least she's already done this once with him. It can't really hurt anymore than it already did.
She knocks on the door to his office and then leans there, arms crossed, shoulders against the frame and legs pushed out in front of her. Casual, lazy, defensive as fuck. If he's her Will, he'll know it. If he's not, she'll know and she'll make up some bullshit thing about checking on him and move on. Maybe find Sawyer or Steve instead. Standing here, she's not sure she's ready to face Jim not remembering yet.
So far she's been staving it off by ditching class to chill with Lilo, sticking Lilo with Daniel to fuck Phoebe and Trip, or hang with Imri. But today she's in the lab, fingers running the polished surfaces, hoping she's not about to decide to take Nikola up on the threesome with him and Alcuin. She's not sure if she's missing Liv when she spends fifteen minutes with her hand on the immersion tank or Hank because she's thinking about when she took Liv home in her dream and he'd tripped all over his tongue, or just missing...missing people with the roots she's let herself put down so she wouldn't spend her days here in jail.
Pretty quick after that, she decides being here's a damned bad idea and not the kind of bad idea she loves. Just the kind that makes her heart hurt. People are getting their memory back, so maybe she can go talk to Will or see Jim. Since she's not sure which she's more scared won't remember her still, she heads for Will's office. At least she's already done this once with him. It can't really hurt anymore than it already did.
She knocks on the door to his office and then leans there, arms crossed, shoulders against the frame and legs pushed out in front of her. Casual, lazy, defensive as fuck. If he's her Will, he'll know it. If he's not, she'll know and she'll make up some bullshit thing about checking on him and move on. Maybe find Sawyer or Steve instead. Standing here, she's not sure she's ready to face Jim not remembering yet.
