Kathryn looked into her friend's eyes; they looked red and puffy from all the crying she'd been doing, and yet still had so much love in them. Kathryn knew Regina was hurting; she wasn't one for opening up or appearing weak, so when she was (uncontrollably) crying you knew something terrible had happened.
"I don't understand? You love her can't you just talk to her and overcome it?" Kathryn asked, still confused what she was actually comforting Regina over. Regina hadn't told her what the problem actually was; she had just shown up at her house and burst into tears.
"I CAUGHT HER KISSING MY BROTHER!" Regina screamed exasperatedly.
And there it was. She had finally told her what this was all about. Kathryn was shocked, to say the least. She was frozen where she was sitting next to Regina on her white leather couch.
She didn't know how to react, this was NOT what she was expecting, so she did the only thing she thought suitable; she pulled Regina into a tight, caring hug and comforted her until her crying wore her out and she fell asleep. Once Kathryn was sure she wouldn't wake her, she slipped out of her arms, and headed towards the pristine white kitchen.
Before she had any time to think about what she was doing or the consequences of her actions, she grabbed her biggest and sharpest kitchen knife and headed out to find Regina's Ex.
"That Emma's gonna die!" She said ferociously through gritted teeth as she walked out the house and into the driveway Her trail of thought was so fixed on what kinds of hell she could let loose on Emma, and Regina's back-stabbing brother Killian, that she didn't notice the car heading straight for her...