Hey guys, the story is set in 1967 in Tulsa, Oklahoma. I'll try and not put the brad names in the story, it just slips out subconsciously some times. Thanks for the reviews.

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Chapter 2: Back to Where We Started

Kat's POV

"Hey Kat," I heard someone yell as soon as Dal and I walked into Buck's.

"Hey Tim," I said back as I watched him make his way over. "What are you doing here?"

"I had to settle a debt I had with Buck," I noticed a cut on his cheek.

"Oh Tim, are you alright?" Buck was never one to get violent; you could usually push him around into doing whatever.

"Yea are you?" he checked my cut.

Dal glared at me as I checked Tim over to make sure he wasn't to badly beaten. I wonder if Dal knew the history between Tim and me.

I had fallen for Tim when I was a stupid 13 year-old. I couldn't help my hormones. He's gorgeous! He is taller than Dally, making him 6"2', he had washboard abs, black hair that was always greased and mysterious emerald green eyes.

"Hey Dallas," Tim acknowledged Dally while wrapping both of his arms around my waist and nuzzling in the nook of my neck.

"Listen Tim, me and Kat here have got some business to take care of, so can you let us get on?"

"Sure," Tim turned to me, "See ya around." He gave my ass a tight squeeze before leaving Buck's bar.

Dally grabbed my hand and pulled me upstairs before we could run into anyone else.

"Something going on between you and Tim?" He tried to sound nonchalant but I knew there was something pissing him off.

"Not really." I said in the same tone.

"Didn't look that way,"

"We just hang out from time to time."

"Oh I see, a casual fuck buddy!" He yelled at me.

"What's your beef?" I yelled back

"NOTHING!" He was hiding something and now I was sure of it

"You're such a fucker Dal!"

"I think you're mixing me up with yourself!"

I didn't need this shit. Not tonight, especially not tonight.

"Fine! I'm out of here." I yelled back at him

I ran out before he could say anything else.

Hindsight is 20/20; I should have at least grabbed something other than my already soaked leather jacket, bikini top and army capris. I needed shelter so I tried to forget about my shivering limbs and ran to the park.

Buck's wasn't far from the park and I was glad that I wouldn't have to be in the rain much longer.

I guess the world really hated me.

I had spotted a group of drunken Socs, are there really any other kind, around two boys…greasers I noticed as we got closer. One was in the fountain with three guys on him and the other was getting trampled on the floor with another three Socs around him.

I knew what it felt like to be beaten by a drunk and I didn't wish it on my worst enemy. I ran up to the fountain and jumped in... I started to pull the boy, whose head was under the water, towards me so that he was going deeper into the fountain.

When he finally slipped into the fountain and out of the Soc's grasp, I continued to pull him to the opposite side as far away as we could get.

"Kat?" I looked down at the boy.

"Pone? What the hell are you doing here this late? Waiting to get jumped!"

He didn't have time to reply. Four of the six Socs came into the fountain after us. Two took on Pone and pushed him onto the asphalt. The other two, who I recognized as Bob and Randy came at me. I've faced them before and beaten them off, but after being beat on by my father; my strength had gone to less than half.

"Hey fellas, looks like this bitch is ready for a swim." Bob called around him. As he held my head under water.

I blacked out.

When my consciousness came back to me I was being hauled out of the water and instantly felt the cool air against my skin. I looked up and found Dally's gaze meeting mine. I noticed he took his jacket off and wrapped it around me while his eyes lingered at my chest. That's when I realized I had only been clad in my knickers. My brother came up behind me holding my wet jacket, bikini top, and capris.

I couldn't stand the pain anymore. I just ran to my brother and never let go. I soon felt new wet drops on my skin, Steve was crying as well.

"I thought-," he stumbled over his tears and words, "I-I thought you were dead…like Johnny," He whispered the last part. I looked over his shoulder at Dally who was now on the floor next to the corpse holding its hand.

"Come on Kat, I'll take you back to our house," Soda told me softly while rubbing my back. I simply nodded.

Steve had to carry me back because I was shaking so bad. As soon Soda and the two of us were at the Curtis' place he placed me on a couch and told Soda that he needed to help the gang out with the cops who were now at the park.

"I'll grab you some clothes." Soda got up from the couch next to me and went to what I assumed was his room. I'd never been to the Curtis' house before but I could tell why Steve found it to be a safe haven. It was a real home. Before I could think about it anymore Soda came back.

"Here I found you a pair of my old sweatpants and a t-shirt. I put the towel in the bathroom next to the shower, and um…" he trailed off and then I noticed something else was in his hands. "We don't have any girl…bottoms…you can take a pair of my boxers." I'd never seen someone so red from embarrassment.

"Heh, thanks Soda. Steve always said you were a sweetheart." I gave him a kiss on the cheek and took of Dally's jacket and handed it to him. It didn't matter if he saw my chest, thanks to the Socs the whole gang had seen it back in the park…besides I loved adding to Soda's embarrassment.

As soon as I turned on the shower I could faintly hear Pony return with Two-Bit and Steve in tow.

"How's Kat doin'?" I'm guessing it was Pone who was talking but the door grumbled up the voices.

There were a few more hushed noises and conversation but I couldn't make out any of it so I returned to my original task of taking a shower.

Steve's POV

"Yeah Soda, how's she doing?" I asked my question after Pony's.

"I dunno guys, I think she's in shock or something," I sighed

"What makes you think that?" I asked.

"Dude she just took Dal's jacket off in front of my and stumbled over to the bathroom calling me a sweetheart." I laughed

"Soda chill man, not every girl who takes her shirt of wants you man!" Two-Bit interrupted.

I punched him in the arm.

"Don't you talk 'bout my sister like that." I warned. Soda helped Pony to their room to mend him and then they were going to sleep.

"Night y'all, you dudes can crash here for the night; you remember where the pillows and junk are right?"

"Yea!" We yelled back between rooms.

Five minutes later Kat came out of the bathroom. Her eyes showed just how worn out she was and her hair was messy and wet, well except for her bangs which I'm guessing was the only thing she put a comb through.

Before I could ask her about what happened Darry and Dally, who had just come in, beat me to the punch

"Hey Kiki, wanna tell us what happened?" I don't know where Darry gets off naming my little sister Kiki, knowing her she's beat him black and blue with her numchucks…but tonight she was just too tired.

Two-Bit left his place next to me on the couch and sat on the floor instead. Kat made her way over and lay down with her head in my lap.

"I don't know it was a huge blur,"

"Why don't you start from the beginning?" I gently told her.

"Well after I ran off from Bucks I--,"

"YOU WERE AT BUCKS!" Darry and I yelled at her. She winced and looked something awful; I could tell that if conversation was going to happen, we'd have to stay calm.

"Start before that Kat," Dally told her; I could tell by the tone of his voice that he was with her and wanted to make sure I didn't get the wrong idea…too late.

"Well Dally when two people don't love each other and are pissed drunk they have sex and nine months later, volia, I popped out!" she was the queen of sarcasm.

Darry sighed in frustration. "Kiki, no playing--,"

"Who's playing?" she said, her voice was getting weaker as she grew tired.

"Kiki! I mean it…start from when Steve found you at your house. What happened between you and your father?"

This was going to be a long night, well, until she falls asleep in mid-sentence.