A/n ok hey I would like to first say a huge thank you to Violet2299 for a great review personally I wasn't even going to continue this week, but I am going to because of her. I also want to dedicate this chapter to her mainly because she made me smile. So look her up I also want to thank the other two people who reviewed. Now on two the story this will explain some back story but wont finish it questions are good. So no flames all will be told in time. Tell me your idea and what you think I should do.

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Ch. Two Reminisce

Disclaimer: I don't own Kickin' it

Kim's POV

Some Weeks Later

"You know it could have been worse Jack you could be dead now… All you have to do is wa… wake up" I shuddered. I had mended his wounds for week in this damp dark cave we had no medicine, almost no hope, but he wasn't dead yet he was fighting it I just knew it. He had to be he never gives up. He can't leave me here alone here in this cave not now not with every one I love gone dead or turned. We had barely escaped on the day everything came crashing down.

Memories rushed to me of the past of my Mother and my Father of Jerry, Milton of Rudy all of them are probably dead we never found out. This all happened in the blink of an eye. Jack and I had stayed late at the dojo when we heard a siren and gun fire. Jack had run and locked the doors grabbing my hand pulling us to the back of the room.

I had the urge to run to go help but jack was holding me back. "LET ME GO!" I screamed in rage at him how could he hold me back from helping someone needed are help and it would be too late if he didn't let me go. "Quite Kim… something is off about this I just have this feeling… you need to trust me." "But Jack someone needs are help we have to!" I yelled as I broke free from his grasp and ran towards the front. He chased after me to get me back

I should have let him cause as I got to the front. Three people or what I thought were people ran to the door and started banging on the glass doors. There eyes bleached white and veins of silver were blue should be on their strained muscles. They screamed and I had to hold my ears as pain overwhelmed me taking me changing my thoughts of getting help to fear and grief. I fell to my Knees rocking back and forth cringing. The glass began to crack soon they would make it past and they would get me. Why had I not listened to Jack why had I not just stayed in the back now I was going to die here! I began to cry.

A resounding CRACK filled the room and heard glass shattering around me. CRACK! CRACK! What was happening?! There was silence. Dead silence. I lifted my head slowly still holding my ears in still in pain and tears still streaming. Jack was standing over me arms shaking holding a pistol. His voice shuddered but he said with confidence. "No one hurts my Kimmy."