Author's Note: New chapter full of drama, drama, drama, and more drama! It's like two in the morning so I'm going make this short and sweet. Please read and review, tell me all your thoughts. Love to all, peace!

I'm Over My Head, Outta My Head She Said

Kat sat in the blank hotel room waiting for Chris. It had been a week since her 'accident'. She'd told everyone who didn't already know the truth that she and Shane had broken up last Monday night and in her distraught state had rushed to leave the building, fallen and effectively lost the baby.

Chris had repeatedly urged her to go to the police and press charges against Shane but she had refused. Kat hadn't given Chris a reason but she didn't need to he knew she was afraid she see Shane again. The bastard had killed an innocent baby, his innocent baby, there was no telling what he would do to Kat. Chris returned to the hotel room about an hour before they were set to be at the arena.

"I got your Coke." He said handing it to her. He got a simple head nod in return. Since being discharged from the hospital the previous Wednesday Kat hadn't said more than two whole sentence at a time. "You ready to go?" He asked, noticing she was still wearing sweat pants and one of his t-shirts. She shook her head no. Chris felt himself get frustrated. "Katherine!"

The use of her full first name and the tone in his voice caught her attention. She looked over to his direction but didn't say anything.

"Please, talk to me." Chris said much more calmly.

"There is nothing to talk about." She said simply.

"Yes, there is." He said sitting next to her on the queen size bed.

"No, honestly Chris, I'm fine."

"Bullshit Kat! You're not fine, and no one expects you to be. Just please talk to someone, me, Jeff, Trish, Ria, Ken fuck I don't care if you talk to Bradshaw just don't try to do this all on your own. We're your friends, we're here for you, we unders-"

"Don't finish that sentence! You don't understand! No one does! How could you? Did he hurt you repeatedly Chris? Did he kill your baby? Don't tell me you understand! You don't understand shit!"

Shawn was on his cell when Chris walked in. With the presence of company Shawn quickly finished the call.

"What's wrong?" Shawn asked turning his attention to Chris.

"What do you have a sixth sense for reading people's emotions?"

"That and you look like your dog just got run over by a Mac truck."

"I don't have a dog."

Shawn rolled his eyes. "I'm aware. It's- never mind. What's up?"

Chris proceeded to tell Shawn everything that had happened with Kat since last Monday. Her refusal to do anything about what Shane had done angered Shawn more than anything else. The Kat he knew would never have let the situation with Shane go so far much less not do anything about it.

"I'll talk to her." Shawn said after a minute, knowing that's what Chris had come to ask him.

"Thanks."

"Yeah, no problem."

Shawn left immediately after that to go find Kat. After searching for sometime he found her sitting out near the parking garage listening to her iPod. He waited for a minute before approaching her.

"Kat?" He questioned softly.

"Shawn I know what you're going to say. I've already heard it and I really don't want to go though this with you too."

"Kat you really need to-"

"NO! Don't tell me what I need! You don't know! Chris doesn't know! No one knows so just leave it alone!" Kat screamed then started to storm off. Shawn instinctively caught her by the arm.

"Katherine, don't run away from this!" He yelled as soon as she turned back to face him.

"Let go, please." Gone was the courage and conviction in her voice. It was replaced by a weak feeble attempt at a plea. As soon as she looked into his eyes he understood why. He instantly dropped her arm as if it was on fire.

"I'm sorry, Kat I-"

"Don't bother." She said and left Shawn standing there.

Right away Kat got into the rented mustang and headed back to the hotel. She couldn't stand another confrontation with anyone especially with Shane, whom she'd seen out of the corner of her eye during her fight with Shawn. As she pulled up to a red light she turned up her stereo and began digging through her purse looking for her cell phone. She finally found it and dialed Chris' number. While she waited for him to answer she listened intently to the words of the song flowing from her speakers.

How could this happen to me

I made my mistakes

I've got no where to run

The night goes on

As I'm fading away

I'm sick of this life

I just wanna scream

How could this happen to me

Chris' voicemail picked up shortly after the chorus had ended.

'Hey you've reached Chris! That's the good news, the bad news is I missed your call. Sorry for that, leave me a message and I'll call you back.'

After the beep Kat did just that.

As soon as Chris finished his match he headed back to the locker room to see if Shawn had talked some sense into Kat. Seeing that Shawn wasn't in the locker room Chris decided to change first then go looking for him. As he was changing his cell phone dropped out of his jacket pocket. Noticing he had one new message he put the phone to his ear. As the pre recorded voice told him he had one new message Shawn walked into the room. Chris was about to ignore the message and speak to Shawn but he heard Kat's voice.

"Chris it's me. That was fucked up what you had Shawn do, on both your parts!" In the background he heard a song he thought he recognized but couldn't place it and a car horn. "All right bitch! I'm going! Jesus!" Chris assumed that last comment was directed at the driver of the other vehicle. "Anyway I'm on the way back to the hotel now. I took the mustang so I guess you'll have to get a ride back with-" Her voice was replaced with the sound of tires screeching and glass breaking. A few more seconds of loud undistinguishable sounds and a distance car alarm was followed by the line going dead. Chris' face went pale. Shawn noticed at once.

"What happened?"

"Kat, I think she's been in an accident."