A/N I still have been watching lots and lots of reruns of Desperate Housewives, mainly Seasons 4-6 where Katherine Mayfair, played by the beautiful, talented, and all around awesome actress Dana Delany was living on Wisteria Lane. I am a Katherine/Bree fan!
This is AU Season 4 Finale, Rape Warning.
Disclaimer: I do not own Desperate Housewives, Katherine Mayfair, Bree Hodge, or any characters associated. I'm merely borrowing them.
Bonds That Bind Us
Chapter 2 – Turning Point
*Mary Alice*
If either of my friends knew what was going to happen next, Bree never would have confronted Katherine, Katherine would've left town with Adam and Dylan when asked, Bree even would've looked for Katherine sooner, but we can't dwell too long in the past, for fear that we may forget the present circumstances. No matter how it happened, my friends were stuck in a situation that no one could have foreseen.
*Flashback: The Mayfair Home, Kitchen*
Katherine sat on the floor with her back against the kitchenette, holding her wrist against her knees that were up to her chest. Wayne paced from the kitchenette to the table, holding the gun loosely in his hand.
"Wayne." He turned to look at her, pointing the gun at her lazily. "I don't think you've thought this through."
"Shut up." He sneered.
"If I tell you what happened," He kept pacing as she talked. "If I don't tell you, you're going to kill me anyway." She said derisively. "But who are you going to pin it on?" He glared at her. He sat on the seat across from her. "We have history. Right now I'm just your bitter, crazy ex." She said in a condescending manner, taunting him. "But if I turn up dead, and you have no alibi…"
"You let me worry about that." He pointed the gun at her. She looked at him. The kitchen door opened and Ellie stepped into the kitchen sneakily. Wayne stepped up, keeping the gun low, but still trained on Katherine. Ellie closed the door and then looked up, seeing Wayne. She grabbed a kitchen knife to arm herself. Wayne lifted his unarmed hand, keeping the other where it was, keeping Katherine in her place without thinking of calling for help.
"Look, I'm having a little problem right now." Katherine watched with her heart in her throat as Wayne cocked the gun, loading a bullet into the chamber. "I just need to hide here for a sec. But I don't want to hurt you." Wayne kept his hand up as he sat back in the chair. "So don't make me. All right?" He didn't acknowledge her words, but he didn't fight either. She lowered the knife.
"Good." Katherine watched in disbelief as the woman put her elbow on Katherine's counter, not seeing the distressed woman on the floor. "I'm glad we understand each other." Ellie looked out of the window, and Wayne pulled a pillow from another chair, using it to muffle the gun as he shot it at the woman. Ellie looked down at the bullet wound in surprise. Katherine saw the gunshot and gasped, looking right to Wayne in shock. She watched in horror as Ellie fell to the floor, instantly dead, and Wayne tossed the pillow to the floor.
"Huh." He looked from the body to Katherine with his tongue between his teeth. "And with your gun, too." He said in a mocking manner. Katherine couldn't think, her eyes plastered on him, her mouth open. "I guess I just found my alibi." She closed her mouth slowly as she glared at his sudden luck. He looked down at the body.
*Flashback: The Commitment Ceremony*
"Snappy ceremony, Bree. You and Katherine really did a bang-up job." Mrs. McCluskey said in her usual tone.
"No, I did a bang-up job. Katherine bailed on me and left town last night." Karen looked up at Bree, looking amused.
"I think you got hosed. I just saw her an hour ago." She pointed towards Katherine's house. Bree looked at her with shock, then anger as she glared at the house as if she could see the inhabitants inside. She stormed off in righteous anger towards the house of the woman who bailed on her last minute for the ceremony important for their friends. Karen shrugged and pulled one of the appetizers to her mouth, chewing contentedly.
*Flashback: The Mayfair Home, Kitchen*
"She was on the run, she broke in, she stabbed you, you shot her." Wayne said as he emptied Ellie's pockets. "Case closed." He looked up at Katherine with a grin who sat in the chair he left vacated at the table with her hands bound together with rope, then turned back to whatever was in his hand. "It's like the alibi fairy left me a present."
Katherine looked at the gun on the counter.
"But I do wonder… What if Dylan doesn't come back?" Her eyes flitted towards Wayne. He picked up the small wad of cash he had found on Ellie as he turned to Katherine. "We had a fight." He stood up, staring at her. "She said she hated me. Said she was leaving." She stuck it to him. "For good."
He laughed derisively, moving towards her. "Is that the best you can do, Kathy?" He shook his head, and then went forward, forcing his lips against hers. She tried to fight him, but it was hard when her hands were bound in front of her. He slapped her when she wouldn't open her mouth for his tongue. He backed away and returned to what he was doing.
"I know it sounds convenient." She said, trying to hold her tears in at her pain. "But what happens if it's true?" She looked up at him, suddenly smiling. "Because you don't have another plan." She actually laughed. He bared his teeth in a snarl. "She was the only way you could make me tell you the truth." She smiled, victorious for the first time against him. He picked up the knife and went to stab her, she raised her arms up to try to protect her face, but then there was knocking at the door.
"Katherine! It's Bree." Katherine's arms went down as she stared at the door. "We need to talk. Now." Wayne turned to Katherine, knowing that he now had another way to get his ex-wife to talk. Katherine slumped against the chair, closing her eyes for a second before turning away from him.
*Flashback: In front of the Mayfair Home*
Bree knocked on Katherine's door as Karen talked to two police officers only 20 feet away. One had a notebook.
"That girl that was living with the Solis'… Actually, I thought I saw her heading down that way." As she pointed in the direction down the street, directly away from Katherine's house, the Officers looked away just in time to miss Katherine's door opening long enough for Bree's wrist to be grabbed and forced into the house, the door slamming shut.
"I hope you find her." The Police looked back at Karen. "I'd hate to think there was some maniac running around our neighborhood."
(Flashback: The Mayfair Home, Upstairs Bedroom)
Katherine and Bree sat on the window seat in the bedroom upstairs, Katherine's hands already tied together, Wayne was working to make sure Bree's were as tight as his ex-wife's. "I'm so sorry about this."
"Shut up. So let me catch you up." He turned to Bree, brandishing the gun seemingly carelessly, but making sure it was pointed at either of the women at any point.
"I need to know something that only my ex-wife can tell me. But she doesn't want to. She needs a little incentive. So that's where you come in." Katherine felt her heart stop as the gun pointed at Bree.
"Wayne. Please don't." She whispered, fear in her eyes. She turned to Bree and was unable to say anything, even though she wanted nothing more than to tell her to run, jump out the window, ANYTHING to escape Katherine's ex.
"Yeah? How is it gonna feel knowing that you could have stopped this?" Wayne turned to Bree who gasped in fear, his eyes hard and a sneer on his lips.