Hell. That was the only possible way to even begin to accurately describe the day that Kit had at school, her face was an eyesore and it couldn't help but draw attention it. Kit had to deal with people pointing and staring at her, whispering about what had happened and the fall out from the whole Bradley thing. It had been painful but it would have been a lot more painful if Kit didn't have her friends by her side, they may not have been in every single period together but there was always at least one of them with her. And then there was Zoe, if she caught sight of something pointing at Kit or talking about her than good old Zoe would glare at them until they would stop. Kit really appreciated it, she hadn't known her friends too long but they had her back and were looking out for her. Especially when the day started to get even worse as part of the investigation into the assault they had to look into how Bradley came into contact with the steroids and so the lacrosse team were all hauled in for a drug test courtesy of an emergency school board meeting and the NYPD. Half of the lacrosse team failed and as such were banned from playing lacrosse for the rest of the year and not only were their parents were being called in but they were being forced into going to counseling and a drugs awareness class. So now people were not only staring at Kit's face because of her injuries but now it was because she got the star player and half the lacrosse team banned from playing. That had really bad, it was making Kit really hate her life and now she was staring her punishment.

She was now at the lab where her long day was about to get even longer and Kit wouldn't have her friends to keep her company from the hell she was about to experience. This was day one of her being forced to spend every weekday at the lab for the next two weeks. Kit was sure that this was going to be the worst two weeks of her life. Kit spotted her dad in the break room talking to Stella, so she made her way over to him and she pulled out her phone and wordlessly handed it over. Kit was in no mood to talk to her dad unless she had to because she knew that he was behind the whole drug testing thing.

before heading over to the freezer to grab an ice pack for her eye and some water.

"How was school?" Mac asked Kit didn't say anything instead she headed over to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water before opening the fridge and grabbing an icepack for her eye. Kit wearily laughed as she wrapped the ice pack in hand towels before placing it near her black eye, she could not believe her day had the nerve to ask her about her day considering that he had been meddling in half of it. "Katherine…"

"My day? You want to know about my day? Well it was horrible, the kids pointed and whispered about me all day as did the teachers. I couldn't walk down the hallway without people staring at my face and it never ended. The more the day went on the more it got worse and I just wanted to crawl into a hole a die. So that's how my day was so now I am going to go and do my homework and mentally prepare myself for tomorrow which is going to be twice as worse as it was today thanks to you." Kit angrily stated before storming out of the break room and heading towards her father's office. Kit should have known better than to think she could have done that and her dad wouldn't have followed her.

"Katherine don't think you can walk away from me–" Mac began.

"Dad you really don't get it, do you? It's hard enough walking around with my face looking like this but now things have gotten about ten times harder. You seriously had to have the whole team drug tested? On top of the restraining order already? Do you not care what this does to me? I am a walking pariah in that place now!"

"I did what I thought was for the best."

"Who's talking? The detective or the father? Because I can't tell anymore." Kit retorted as she glared at her father.

"Both and unless you want me to ground you for another week I suggest you change your tone of voice young lady and start remembering that I'm your father and I will not be spoken to like that by you Katherine." Mac began and Kit just looked away, she had seen that lecture coming this way, she was just surprised that he hadn't called her by full name since he had displayed quite a fondness for it recently. "I expect you to get on with your homework and I'll come in and check on you in a bit and bring you something to eat."

Kit waited until her dad left the office and had made his way over to the AV lab before pulling off her boots and lying down on the couch in her dad's office. She hadn't been feeling great the whole afternoon and psycho dad was not making things easier. It had just gone past three and she knew that her dad wasn't going to let her leave till at least nine, which was pretty unfair as Kit only had about two hours worth of homework on her and spending the four remaining hours studying was not what she wanted to do. A nap would do for now and hopefully remedy the blinding headache that Kit had for the last couple of days which was refusing to go away.

"Hey Kit-Kat, I heard you were in the building."

Kit hadn't even heard the door opened but she recognized the voice instantly and opening her eyea Kit saw that it was her night in shining brass; Don Flack. "Yeah you'll be seeing a lot of me around, psycho dad grounded me for two weeks and so I have report here everyday."

Flack took a sharp intake of breath as he came further into the office. "That's harsh."

"That's debatable I'm trying to figure out what's worst being grounded for having me date beat me up or being ostracized at school for getting most of the lacrosse team suspended and that was after the whole restraining order thing and embarrassing me in front of my friends."

"Yeah, I heard about that too kiddo… So c'mon let me see how bad the damage is." Flack said referring to Kit's eye and so she sat up and removed the ice pack to show him. "Wow, that is a shiner you have there!"

Kit sighed, she was afraid so and as such she placed the ice-pack back on her face. The swelling had only seemed to get worse and Kit could swear her eye was more swollen then it was yesterday. Kit was in a lot of pain constantly and taking aspirin wasn't helping with it that much but Kit refused to go to her dad for help. "Yeah I know, but anyway thanks again Flack, for coming when I called. It meant a lot."

"No problem, munchkin."

"You know I wasn't sure whether I should call you? When I was hiding in the bathroom stalls I had to figure out who I was going to call. I was listing off people in my head as I didn't know what to do, the only thing I knew was that there was no way I could call my dad and it got to the point where I didn't think I could call anyone..." Kit began before pause briefly until she felt a sharp flick to her head and she looked up to see Flack looking at her with a displeased look on his face before his features settled again. "Ow… What was that for?"

"For thinking that you couldn't call any of us, look Kit Kat I understand what's it like being the kid of cop and why you felt like you couldn't go to Mac. But no matter what happens you can always come to any one of us and remember that I'll always be here whenever you need my help, just try and make an effort to stay out of trouble munchkin." Flack sated and Kit offered him a smile.

"Sure thing."

"Now I've got to go and find Danny and do some work but I'll stop in on my way out kiddo." Flack said as he made his way out of the door.

"Hey Flack?" Kit wearily called out, she wasn't sure if she was overreacting but she was pretty certain that something was wrong with her as this pain with her eyes wasn't going away. She knew her eyes was sore and pretty ugly but Kit didn't know whether eyes was supposed to still be in so much pain and after the whole thing with her dad she really didn't want to go and talk to him.

"Yeah?"

"Can you ask Sheldon if he can come in here? I'm not feeling too good, I think something is wrong and I'm not sure whether I'm supposed to feeling like this or I need to go see my doctor…"

The look Flack gave Kit worried her immensely and it had made her even more convinced that something was wrong with her. "I'll go get him now, just stay where you are munchkin."

Kit nodded and when Flack left the room she put down the icepack and proceeded to put her boots back on and moments after she had finished Flack walked back into the office followed by Sheldon and her dad. Of course her dad would find out about this and be here when Kit didn't want him around. Kit would have made a sarcastic manner but she knew she'd probably get yelled at so she kept silent.

"Hey Kit, Flack tells me that your not feeling great. Is it to do with your eye?" Sheldon asked as he sat down on the couch next to Kit.

"Yeah it's constantly sore and I'm pretty sure that the swelling's gotten worse since Saturday and I have this headache that will not go away and it's been like three days already…" Kit said as she avoided looking at her dad, no doubt she was going to get in trouble for keeping this to herself.

"Do you mind if I examine your eye?" Sheldon asked and Kit nodded her head slowly and after a few minutes of gentle and some rather sharp prodding Kit had to jerk her head away.

"Ow! Sheldon what do you have for hands? Chisel's?" Kit demanded as Sheldon merely touching her eyes caused her major discomfort and judging by the look that he was giving her, something she had said was giving him a major cause for concern. "What? What is it?"

"Kit you need to go to the hospital."

"Why? What's wrong with her Sheldon?" Mac asked.

"I'm concerned about this headache that Kit says that she's been having and the worsening of the swelling along with the discomfort that Kit is in. It could be a number of things but I suspect that it could be a fracture around the eye or there's something in the eye but Kit will need to have a CT scan to confirm it." Sheldon explained and Kit groaned, it was like the universe had it in for at the moment. Sighing to herself Kit stood up and made her way to her dad's desk and picked up the phone.

"Kit what are you doing?" Mac questioned.

"Calling Reed and asking him to come meet me so he can take me to the hospital, what did you think I was doing?" Kit replied, trying her best to sound like she wasn't trying to be flippant with her father even though she was. Much to kit's dismay her dad picked up her backpack off the floor and made his way over to Kit and took the phone from her before grabbing his belongings from his desk and guiding Kit out of his office.

"We'll call him on our way…" Mac said and Kit chose not to respond as her father turned to Sheldon. "You mind coming with us?"

"Not at all." Sheldon replied.

"Flack, will you let Stella know what's going on?" Mac questioned.

"Yeah sure thing." Flack said before turning to Kit. "Feel better Kit-Kat."

Kit sighed, this was just getting better and better as it went along. First the whole being embarrassed in front of her friends, then the drug testing and suspensions for the lacrosse team, add to that an argument with her dad and now another trip to the hospital because there actually may be something serious with her. Kit wasn't sure how on earth this could possible get any worse.