Matt turned around the corner, snapping his cane into the preformed segments like he always did. He had walked the next length of hallway enough to have it cemented in his memory for the rest of his life. He hesitated before walking through the door, there was too much build up for the moment but there was truly nothing left to lose. The door closed and he looked to where he could hear Karen's heartbeat increase, not like it used to but with anxiety. "Thank you for meeting me." He took the bag out from under his arm and dropped the cane in the seat next to the door.

Karen took a few steps forward moving her arms as if to work up the internal momentum to say what she needed to say, "What am I doing here Matt?"

"I…" Matt walked forward unraveling the top of the bag, "I have something-"

"I don't want it-" She shook her head protesting the gift. They seemed past holiday gifts.

"I have something… that I need you to see." Matt stopped ahead of her, his fingertips tracing around his mask, ready to pull out his secret. They stopped in silence, which was enough of a cue for Matt to keep going. He pulled out the mask and held it up at chest height. Karen froze; she knew that mask more that she wanted to remember. She looked up at glasses looking for any facial sign that this was possibly a joke. But no, Matt looked at her with seriousness, "I'm Daredevil."

She looked back at the mask and shook her head. "That's pretty impossible Matt." Karen pushed her hair back, "For one pretty obvious reason,"

"Because I'm blind?"

Karen laughed, "Yes. Because you're blind."

"Well I can hear." Matt shrugged, "It kind of makes up for it." He shifted his weight back and forth, "I just didn't know how to tell you, and after The Punisher Case, everything got complicated."

"Because we were together and there was a woman in your bed. You abandoned us, and now you're telling me that you kept this from me."

"The women was Electra." He paused for a moment before continuing to speak, "She was there that night, when Dare… I helped get you and the people out. She was killed, but that night in the bed she was hurt. There wasn't anything happening then."

"But there was after?" Karen didn't sound angry, but trying to find the best way to comfort her friend.

Matt nodded, "It's complicated."

"Most things are." Karen said in a whisper. "Does Foggy know?"

Matt nodded again, but slower, "He found out and it didn't go well. Which is why I was so hesitant to tell you." They stood in silence, Matt listening for any sign of her reacting, but Karen just walked to Matt and pushed his arm holding the mask aside. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders feeling the anger and confusion she had carried around since The Punisher Case started vanish. "I ruined everything because I was afraid you would get hurt. I don't know if I can put you in that kind of danger again, but I just needed to tell you."

Karen leaned away and put her hand on his cheek, the scrapes and bruises making more sense, "You don't have to be afraid. Getting into trouble is kind of my job now."

"News reporter Karen Page." Matt grinned, "It suits you. You're too nice to be a lawyer."

Her hand dropped back down and she looked at the mask, "Thank you for telling me Matt, but you have to talk to Foggy. I can't play the middle man like this."

"I know, but it's just too dangerous." Matt wanted to push her back, but there was a reason he did this. He couldn't stay away forever.

"We can handle dangerous. Lies are worse." She said with certainty. He couldn't forget everything that he had put her through, and all the times he put her in danger. They had to be careful.

Matt nodded, "Okay. I don't think he wants anything to do with me."

"He's Foggy." She kissed his cheek. "He always needs his avacado."