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Tommy Bear

"Mommy, where are we going?" a little brown eyed girl asked.

"We're gonna go visit a friend of mine, okay Sweetie?" Kim said. She smiled at the little girl in the back seat of her black, Dodge viper. Sami, short for Samantha, was four years old. She had long brown hair and beautiful brown eyes that reminded Kim of Tommy's eyes.

"Why, Mommy?" Sami asked.

"Because I think, maybe if I'm real lucky, he can help with my problem." Kim said and smiled at her daughter in her rearview mirror.

"Oh." Was Sami's simple, high-pitched reply and then she continued to play with her doll.

Kim drove down a long road, with forest trees on both sides. Then she came to a driveway, the only driveway for miles and turned into it & drove up to a very country looking house. There was a black jeep parked on the side of the house. Kim shut off the engine and got out. She let Sami out and took her hand. Both mother and daughter walked up the front steps of the house's porch and Kim knocked on the door. She heard somebody moving around inside.

Dr. Tommy Oliver was sitting at his breakfast bar grading papers when he heard a knock on the door. He set his coffee cup down and got up and walked to the front door.

He opened the door and his eyes went wide and he felt as though he'd been kicked in the stomach.

"Hello Kim." He said.

"Hello Tommy." She said. Kim looked up at him, the way she used to, the way that used to make him melt. She could normally read him by his eyes, but they were hardened from her, well guarded. She understood that. Why should he let her in after what she did to him? She didn't realized it, but Tommy noticed something in her eyes too.

"What are you doing here, Kim?" he asked.

"I need to talk to you, Tommy." She said. Sami had been hiding behind her and Tommy hadn't noticed her until the little girl came out from behind Kim and looked up at him.

"I'm sorry, Kim, I've got nothing to say to you. Just lea….." he couldn't finish when he saw a pair of soft, brown eyes staring up at him.

"Look, Tommy, I need your help and I understand that I have no right to ask for it, but this isn't about me. Please, Tommy." Kim begged, near tears. Tommy looked at her once again, his face hardened. He saw something in her eyes that he'd never seen there before: Fear. It disturbed him more than he could say. Kim had never looked at him like that, not even when they were Rangers together. This was different and it urked him to see her, some one he knew to be strong, look so lost and frightened.

"Come in." he said.

"Thank you." She whispered. Tommy knelt down to greet Sami and she hid behind Kim.

"Tommy, this is my daughter, Sami. She's not very, um, well, she's shy around men." Kim stated, "Please don't take it personal, it's not you, it's just…."

"No I understand." He said, "Do you want something to drink or ummm…."

"No, thank you. I'm fine." Kim said. Tommy guided her into his living room. Sami sat down on the floor and began to play with her dolls that she brought with her.

"So, uh, what did you need to talk to me about?" Tommy asked. Already knowing that it might have something to do with the little girl on the floor.

"Tommy, for as much as I hate to say this, I need to ask you a favor." She said, but she couldn't meet his eyes.

"What's up?" he asked. She looked up at him as tears fell down her cheeks.

"Tommy, can we talk about this in another room please?" she asked. He nodded and led her into the kitchen.

"Okay, explain." He said. She stared at the floor before she could look up and meet his eyes.

"I'm in trouble. Not the illegal kind, just trouble and there are things that I need to take care of. I need some one I trust to take care of Sami for a while." She said. Tommy looked so confused. Kim handed him a legal file.

"There's a letter in there that explains everything. And there's other information that you might need." She said, "Tommy, I'm sorry that I can't explain everything right now. And I'm sorry that I have to ask you to do this, but it's not me I'm really worried about. And you are the only person that I really trust to take good care of her."

"Kim, what aren't you telling me?" Tommy asked, now extremely concerned.

"I can't tell you, not now." She said, "I'm sorry, Tommy. I can't risk you too." That threw Tommy more than anything. I can't risk you too, what was that supposed to mean?

"Alright, Kim. I'll take care of her, but you have to promise to explain this to me when you come back." He compromised. She smiled and nodded.

"Thank you." She whispered. Then she got up and went into the living room and sat on the floor with Sami. Tommy watched her talk to her daughter, trying to find some easy way to explain why she was leaving her in a strange house with a strange man. The only thing that Tommy actually caught out of Kim's whole speech caused tears to well up in his eyes. She said, "Sami, you can trust Tommy, I do. He's saved me more times than I can count and he'd protect you from anything. I promise. If you ever have a doubt, just look into his eyes and you'll know, I promise. I love you baby. Be good for Tommy, okay." Sami just nodded and hugged Kim.

"I love you, Mommy." Tommy heard Sami whisper.

"I love you too baby. Be good, okay." Kim said. Then she kissed her daughter's forehead and stood up. She turned to Tommy, and smiled. He walked with her out to her car.

"So do you know when you'll be back?" he asked. She looked up at him.

"Do you want me to be honest?" she asked.

"Completely." He answered. She met his hard as stone eyes.

"I might not be back, Tommy." She said, "The next thing you might get from me, might be an invitation to my funeral, I really don't know yet. But I cannot sit back and watch this happen to me and my daughter. You'll understand soon. I promise."

"Kim, if you need my help in something, you could just ask." He said.

"Tommy, I did. You're taking care of my daughter. That's all I could ask of you. The rest, I need to do on my own. You can't help, I'm sorry." She said. She handed him Sami's bag and looked back into his eyes. Then she kissed him. Deep and passionately and with almost everything she had left inside her.

"Just so you know that I never stopped loving you and I never will." She said. Then she got into her car and left. Tommy just stood there in complete shock as she left him there, with a file and her child.

"She's not coming back, is she?" Sami asked as soon as Tommy came back in the door.

"Huh? Of course she's coming back." Tommy tried to reassure her.

"Don't lie to me. She told me that she might not be able to come back. She said that she was leaving me here with you because you were the only person she knew that would love me the same way she does. She also said that she was scared. Because she still loves you and she doesn't want to leave not knowing if you do or if you don't. She said this was something she had to do and I'd understand when I'm older. I guess she's right." Sami said. The little girl shocked Tommy; he'd never met a kid so young that understood so much. Tommy knelt down in front of her and smiled.

"You're mommy is going to come back, I promise. She's strong." He said. Sami looked up at him again, this time a tear fell down her cheek.

"I know she's strong, because she always protects me. Even when I do something wrong." Sami said. Tommy couldn't help it; he pulled the little girl into his arms and held her close. She cried like a little, helpless baby and he almost wanted to cry with her.

"Do you know what she calls me sometimes?" Sami asked.

"What's that?" Tommy asked, trying to sound cheery.

"Sometimes she calls me her 'Tommy Bear' because she said I look like the only other person she truly loved. I think she was talking about you." Sami said. She hopped out of his arms and walked over to her bag. She opened the zipper and pulled out something fuzzy. She walked back over to Tommy and handed it to him. He looked at it.

"Where did you get this?" he asked her.

"My mommy gave it to me. She said it protected her when she slept because of you. She said it would do the same for me." Sami said and he picked her up again.

"Well, did he?" Tommy asked. Sami nodded.

"Good, because if he didn't, Mr. Tommy Bear and I would have to have a little talk." He told her.

"Hey, how did you know his name was Tommy Bear?" Sami asked, surprised.

Tommy smiled at the memory he was about to share with Kim's little girl.

"Because I gave your mommy this bear. She told me that she named him Tommy Bear." Tommy told her. He carried her into the kitchen and sat her down on the counter.

"Do you wanna hear some stories about your mom?" Tommy asked.

"Yea!" Sami chirped. Tommy smiled at her.

Kim drove for hours before she reached her apartment. She grabbed the black bag that she would need and left her apartment again. She drove for another several hours before pulling into a cheap motel for the night. She curled up on the stiff bed and cried herself to sleep.

Sami sat up in bed and looked at her clock. It was two thirty in the morning, but she couldn't sleep. She kept having bad dreams about her mom. She rolled off her bed and walked down the hall to Tommy's room. She poked her head in the door and saw that he was sleeping in his bed. She walked over to the side of his bed, dragging Tommy Bear behind her and climbed up into his bed.

Tommy felt his bed move so he sat up and turned to see Sami sitting in his bed. He just sat there and looked at her. She looked like she just got in trouble for something.

"What's the matter, Princess?" Tommy asked.

"I didn't mean to wake you up, Tommy. I just had a bad dream and Tommy Bear wasn't working…and I thought……I'm sorry Tommy." Sami said and started to get down off his bed.

"No, Sweetie, it's okay. Come here." Tommy said, picking her up and setting her in his lap, "Tell me what you thought."

"I just thought that if Tommy Bear was broken, I could sleep with you since you gave Tommy Bear to my mommy to protect her I thought maybe if I slept with you, you might protect me too." She explained in a teary choked voice.

"Oh, honey it's nothing to cry about. You were right, I will protect you, I promise." Tommy told her. He'd only known Sami for a day and already he loved her as if she were his own. She curled up next to him and went right to sleep. He watched her sleep for a while and thought of Kim and what she was doing and how he used to watch her sleep once upon a time.

Kim sat up in bed at five thirty and checked out, then got in her car and drove the rest of the way home. She set up what she needed to set up and stayed out of sight. She watched as her, now ex boyfriendstalker walked through the house and got ready for work. She decided that she would surprise him.

"Good morning sunshine and how have you been?" she asked as he came into the kitchen. She stood there with a cup of coffee in her hand.

"Where the hell have you been? I've been looking all over for you, you slut." He snapped.

"Good to see you too dear." She said, coolly, "Nice to know you looked real hard. I half expected to run into your boys come to drag me back to you for another round of kick the Kim."

"No I thought this time I'd do it myself." he said, dryly.

"Good luck." Kim spat, "Coffee?" He slapped the cup out of her hand and it the wall and shattered. She took a step back and he stepped closer.

"Michael, you don't wanna do this." Kim said. He stepped closer.

"Oh, I think I do." He said in her face and then he slapped her across the face. It was hard enough to leave a mark. She fell to the floor and swung her legs under him to trip him. He fell on the floor too. She jumped up and flipped over him.

"I told you…..you don't wanna do that." Kim said angrily. She dropped into a defensive stance, ready for him.

"Oh, what makes you think you can take me?" Michael spat.

"Oh you have no idea who you're dealing with." Kim growled.

"Oh, I think I do. I'm dealing with a tiny little girl……I'll break you Kim, and you know it." He spat.

"Good luck trying." She replied, hotly. He threw a punch at her and she grabbed his hand and pushed him back with all the force she could muster. Then he rushed her.

Tommy woke up at about five thirty and went downstairs. He made himself a cup of coffee and saw the file that Kim had left on his counter for him. He had yet to look at it. So he sat down at the breakfast bar and opened it. The first thing he found was an envelope.

Dr. Tommy Oliver

His name was written on the envelope in Kim's handwriting. He opened it, almost afraid of what he might find, considering the last letter he ever read from Kim. So he held his breath as he began to read.

Dear Tommy, Sept. 12, 2004

I'm writing this to you in case I don't come back. The reason I left Sami with you is because I have to stand up for her. I have to fight for her. Tommy I never stopped loving you, I never wanted to leave you. It was because of the guy that I left you. His name was Michael and he became very obsessed with me. At the time I had been pregnant and I was trying to find some way of getting back to you to tell you. He came to my dorm room one night and had me cornered. He threatened to kill you…..in the literal sense, if I didn't leave you. He punched me in the stomach, which caused me to miscarriage; he did it on purpose because he knew I was pregnant. So I did what he asked, hoping that some day I'd have the chance to tell you. In January of 2000, Michael and I were out at a party and I was drugged and raped. I gave birth to Sami in September. Of course Michael always said it was my fault. I'd tried almost everyway possible to get away until then. By that point I had lost all hope. As Sami got older, I had fear of him hurting her. A couple of times he came close. The last time he actually hit her. I was pinned to the ground by one of his friends and couldn't stop him. That's when I decided that I had to handle this on my own. That's why I brought Sami to you. For as much as it killed me to have to ask you, especially after what I did to you, I knew that there was nobody else to take better care of my baby girl than you. You should know that both Sami and I love you and I would do anything for you. Which is why I gave you up so long ago. I couldn't bear the thought of anything happening to you. Sami is so much like you it's unbelievable. Anyway, in case I don't come back, inside this file is a copy of every police report, pictures, and birth certificates……everything you might need is in here. You have no idea what you're doing for me. I just want you to know, in case I never get to tell you again, I love you. I will always love you, but this is something I have to do. Take care of Sami; teach her to be strong and brave. And teach her to live. For me.

Love Always,

Kimberly

Tommy set the letter down and felt tears welling in his eyes. He reached for the file and found the pictures Kim had been talking about. They were pictures of her. Most of them were of her in a hospital bed, beaten and bruised. But never her face, just her arms, legs, abs, and back. Being a gymnast, the doctors probably didn't think much of it. He wanted to cry, seeing Kim like that. Knowing that she did it for him. Tommy broke down in tears at seeing the last picture. It was a picture of her and Sami. Kim was standing behind Sami with her arms around her, smiling. Sami was smiling too. Both Hart women wore white sun dresses. They looked so happy.

Kim jumped up and flipped over him. He ran head first into the hot coffee pot. He fell to the floor. Kim ran upstairs to Sami's bedroom and pulled out the already packed bags she had hidden there. Then she raced to the front door, but not before checking to make sure Michael was still knocked out on the kitchen floor. He was, so she ran out to her car and threw the bags into her trunk. Then somebody grabbed her from behind.

Tommy sat at the breakfast bar reading through the police files that Kim left him. He was shocked to find that the police didn't do anything. No wonder Kim had to take this on herself. She has to fight for her life now. He read her rape case and felt the bile rise in his throat as he felt the blackest anger he's ever felt rise inside him. Then the sorrow filled him when he realized that he wasn't there to protect her. He suddenly felt that he was to blame for her problems now. He shuffled some of the papers and found another envelope.

Ms. Kimberly Hart

Tommy opened it and read the letter inside. This shocked him beyond all belief.

Dear Ms. Kimberly Hart, Oct. 6, 1999

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to the University of Miami. You have a full scholarship starting next semester. Your supplies list is enclosed. Good Luck!

Sincerely,

Dean Cassidy

Tommy looked at her supply list and everything was checked off. Underneath that was her diploma. She'd majored in psychology. He was proud of her for that. He was even more proud of her for her daughter and all that she had accomplished. He felt bad for her now though for what she had to do.

Kim felt strong arms wrap around her neck and lift. She clawed at the arms that held her. She couldn't budge them. So she swung her legs back and hit the guy in the balls with the heel of one of her boots. He loosened his grip just enough for her to grab his arm and flip him over her head. She stood over him in her black boots, blue faded jeans, hot pink wife beater, and black leather jacket.

"Looking for something?" she asked, cockily. The guy didn't say anything, he just stared at her, but his eyes gave him away. Kim spun around and landed a round house kick to the head of her ex boyfriend, Michael, who was trying to sneak up behind her. The guy that grabbed her stood up and she went to kick him, but he grabbed her leg. She spun her body around, kicking him in the face with her other foot and getting her foot free. She landed and her feet, just as Michael went to punch and she dodged. She kicked him in the back and he fell into the guy that attacked her. The two fell over and wrestled with each other to get up, giving Kim time to get in her car and backup. Both Michael and her attacker pulled guns on her. She pulled down a shield, she'd had installed in her car and hit the gas. The two men shot at her windshield and glass shattered and then she felt the impact on her car. She backed out of the driveway and drove away.

Tommy's phone rang at seven thirty. He ran over to the phone and answered it,

"Hello?"

"Tommy? It's Kim. How's Sami?" she asked.

"Good, she's still sleeping. You sound hurt, what's up?" Tommy asked.

"I'm fine, I ran into a little problem, but I'm okay. I won't be back for a couple days. I'm not even entirely sure if it's going to be a couple of days, it might be longer. I can't talk long; just tell Sami that I love her. I have to go; I don't want them to catch up to me. I have to go. I'll call you when I can, okay." Kim said.

"Okay, Kim. If you need me, let me know okay." He said.

"This isn't your fight, Tommy, so for as much as I do need you, I'm not going to ask, and I won't let you help. The only help from you I need, I already have, thank you." She said and hung up. Tommy put his phone down. He couldn't believe how hardened Kim sounded. She'd never snapped at him like that. He was worried and almost couldn't sit still. He'd never had to do the babysitting thing; he'd always been the fighter, the rescuer. This is not right. She needs me, I have to help her, he thought. Then he heard Sami coming down the stairs.

"Tommy! Where are you?" Sami called. She trotted down the stairs and found him in the living room on the couch. She walked over to him, he had his head in his hands. Sami looked up at him in sweet concern.

"Tommy, what's wrong?" she asked, sweetly. He lifted his head and looked up at her angelic little face. He smiled at her and suddenly realized how much she looked like himself. It was almost unnatural.

"Nothing's wrong, sweetie. I'm just a little bit worried about a friend." He told the little girl. She looked almost annoyed with him.

"What?" he shrieked.

"You're not worried about a friend. You're worried about my mommy." She said.

"Well, you're mommy is my friend." He said.

"But that's not why you're worried about her." Sami countered. He looked at her with a questioning expression and furrowed eye brows.

"Well, then why am I worried about her?" he asked, playfully. Sami walked around him saying, "Because you love her." She sat down on his couch and turned on the TV to watch cartoons. He got up on walked into the kitchen mumbling "It must be a Hart thing."

Sami got off the couch and walked into the kitchen. Tommy was sitting at the breakfast bar.

"What must be a Hart thing?" she asked. Tommy looked up from his paper and looked down at her.

"You and your mom know me too well. Your mother always knew how I felt and I never had to say anything to her. I think you have that gift too." Tommy told her. She smiled and gave a playful giggle. Then she climbed up on the bench next to him and picked up the comics page of the newspaper and pretended to read it.

"Are you hungry, Princess?" he asked.

"Yea," she smiled.

"Well, I'm not much of a cook, that was always your mom's specialty, but I do know a place that has the best pancakes. You wanna go?" he asked.

"Yea!" Sami squealed, jumping off of her stool and hugging Tommy, who was already off his stool. He picked her up and took her upstairs so that they both could get changed.

Kim drove for an hour and then pulled into a vacant lot and got out of her car. There was no way they could've followed her, but if they did, she had devised a plan. She left her car, grabbed her bags and ran around the corner to a black jeep and got in. Then she drove to Tommy's house. It took her all day and partway into the night to get there.

Tommy was grading papers in the kitchen when there was a knock on the back door. He got up and walked over to the door and opened it. Kim stood there looking tired and beat. She had two bags in her hands and a grim look on her face. He took the bags from her and ushered her in.

"You look like hell." He said.

"Thanks, I feel like hell." She said, "I almost died back there."

"What happened?" he asked, seating her at the breakfast bar next to him.

"I just got into a fight……and got shot at…….other than that, not much happened. I'm really sorry that you have to be involved in this Tommy. I never wanted it to go this way. I just….." she said, but he put a finger to her lips and stopped her. He caressed her cheek and then he kissed her.