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Author's Note- I profusely apologize for making all of you wait so long for this chapter, I have been dealing with midterms and spring break, and have had no time. Here it is, and again I am so sorry for the delay!
Chapter 25- Never Cross Kate
Julian was drunk, as usual, when his daughter, Kate, burst through the door to his study. He looked up at her with watery eyes, and saw the rage etched into her face. She slammed the door, and walked angrily over to his desk. Pulling his chair, she turned him around, so he was facing her.
"What the hell do you think you are doing, Father?" She yelled, her voice barely containing her seething anger. "I always knew that you didn't love me, but I never thought that you hated me enough to let the woman who tried to kill me out of jail go free!"
Julian started to protest, but Kate raged on, cutting him off. "If you were going to tell me the sob story about you and Dr. Eve, forget it. I don't want to hear it." Kate leaned over him, inches away from his face. She was disgusted by the smell of alcohol emanating from her so-called father. "I came here to give you a little warning, Father."
Julian looked into her eyes, full of anger and pain. "What is your warning?" He asked slowly, partly because of drinking all night, and also, trying to figure out why there was so much pain in her eyes.
Kate's blue eyes flashed, the anguish that had been in them a second ago gone, replaced with ice. "I came here to tell you that I know all your little secrets, ALL of them, I know about Dr. Russell, and I know about what you and your little Beckie poo did down in Bermuda. I know a whole lot more, too."
Julian sat up, the realization sobering him a little. "How?" He asked.
"Never mind how, Father, you have other, more important things you need to worry about." Kate stated, looking at the blithering, drunken mess slumped before her.
"What things?"
~*~*~
Theresa woke up the next morning, at peace for the first time in months. She looked over at Fox, who was sleeping peacefully beside her, his arm around her. Her son was just down the hall. Life couldn't get much better than this.
Fox stirred, knowing that someone was watching him. When he opened his eyes, Theresa's beautiful face filled his line of vision. "Good morning." He said, pulling her closer to him.
Theresa giggled as Fox left a trail of soft kisses across her collarbone, and up her neck. She buried her fingers into his hair as he moved on top of her. "I think this is going to be a very good morning." She said, before he kissed her. Theresa couldn't help but think, could life get any better than this?
~*~*~
"What things?" Julian asked again.
"I think you should start thinking about where your priorities lie, Father." Kate blared. "You need to think about what you are doing to innocent people."
Julian tried to stand. "I don't try to hurt people Kate. It just happens sometimes."
Kate's eyes flashed again. "It just happens?" She said, in disbelief. "You letting Rebecca and Gwen take Little Ethan away from Theresa just happened? You don't mean it when you try to tear the Russell family apart?"
Julian held up an unsteady hand to make her stop. "I know what I am doing, and I know what I have done in the past. I certainly don't need you to tell me how horrible a person I am."
"Father, that is exactly what you need. You need someone to hold a mirror up to you. You need someone to tell you to go to hell!" Kate yelled. "You, Father, are responsible for so much misery and heartache, yet you seem to think that you don't deserve any of the pain that you are getting. How dare you think that you deserve love after the way that you have treated me, Fox, Lizzie, and Lexie? You shipped us off to boarding school, and forgot about us all! You deserve a whole lot more pain than I ever felt!"
Julian let the word sink in. "I know I was never a very good father, Kate, but-"
Kate interrupted him again. "You're damn right you weren't a very good father! Think about that the next time you go searching for your long lost bastard with Eve! Wherever that baby ended up, it was better off than with you two! You had five children, and you never loved any of us. And your precious Doctor! What kind of a person would even think of causing her family the kind of pain that she is inflicting on hers?"
Julian was angry now. He felt the full force of her words. He knew what she said was right. Kate kept going. "I want you to know, that if you continue to see your precious Dr. Russell, I will make sure that both of you feel a lifetime of pain! She will be humiliated when your sordid affair ends up on the front page of every scandal sheet in the world! I will make sure that you are blamed for it, too, so she will hate you, and never want to see you again. Stay away from Eve, Father, if you want to remain among the living, since we all know that once T.C. finds out about you, he will kill you."
Kate angrily walked over to the door, and turned around. "I mean it Father, don't cross me. If you do, I will bury you. I will hurt you in ways that you can't even imagine."
Julian winced as she slammed the door. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't stay away from Eve, but if Kate caught them, he had no doubt about her abilities to make him pay. He would have to figure something out.
~*~*~
Kate had calmed down considerably since her confrontation with her father. She walked into the hospital, happy that she was going to see Hank. Kate stepped out of the elevator, and down the hall to his room, she was just outside the door when she heard a high, feminine laugh come from inside.
Kate slowly walked into the room, surveying the girl that sat beside her boyfriend. She was tall, thin, with long dark hair. She was sort of pretty, in that small town way. Hank and the girl looked up at her. The brunette had a confused look on her face, and asked, "Who are you?"
Kate crossed her arms, looking down at her. "The girlfriend. Who are you?"
The girl laughed, standing up, tossing her long brown hair over her shoulder. "I'm Kay, Hank's niece."
Kate relaxed, she had thought the worst. "It's nice to meet you, Kay. I'm Kate." She said, extending her hand. Kay shook it, and picked up her coat.
"I have to get going. Maria has had a cold, and I need to relieve Miguel so he can study for his test." Kay explained, as she put her coat on. "It was nice to meet you, Kate. Take care of my uncle, okay?"
Hank rolled his eyes. "I'm fine. Why don't you get that? The bullet didn't puncture anything, and I have no infections, and the doctors are going to release me tomorrow! I can take care of myself."
The girls exchanged a look. Both knew he was not going to admit that he needed help, let alone that he was in pain.
Kay left the room and Kate walked around the bed and sat in the chair that Kay had occupied earlier. Hank leaned over and kissed her. She felt herself relax completely, the way she always did when he kissed her. He made her feel so alive, so loved.
He smiled at her. "When are you going to get that I love you, and only you?" He asked.
Kate stiffened slightly. "What are you talking about?"
"I saw the way you looked at Kay."
Kate looked down at her shoes. "Was I that obvious?"
"Yeah."
She looked into his eyes. "It's not you, it's me. I think I might have trust issues."
Hank laughed. "You think?"
Kate hit his arm playfully. "I guess that after reading all of those cards you got, I realized that I might have some competition in this town."
Hank stroked her cheek with the back of his hand. "But you don't seem to understand. I never cared about any of them in the way that I care about you. I love you more than I have ever loved anyone, Kate Crane."
She smiled. "I feel the exact same way. I love you more than anyone else, Hank Bennett. I have always wanted someone to love me, and now that I found you, I never want to lose you. But you have to know one thing."
"What's that?"
"Don't mess with me. If this is just some fling, or some May December romance for you, tell me now. If you do hurt me, I will cause you a whole lot of pain. Trust me, I am not someone you want to tangle with."
Hank looked at her. "I don't want to hurt you, but I can't promise that I won't. I will try my hardest not to, but you never know what will happen, Kate."
"I know, I just don't want to get hurt again." Kate said so softly, Hank barely heard her.
"What do you mean, again?" He asked her.
Kate turned away, not wanting to say any more.
"Who hurt you?"
Kate stood up, and pacing around the room. "I don't want to talk about this." She said, growing upset. How did this conversation start?
Hank was not about to let this go. "Who hurt you, Kate?" He asked her again, wanting to get to the bottom of this. If he and Kate were going to work out, she was going to have to trust him.
Kate stopped pacing, and stood at the end of the bed. "Everyone." She replied simply. "My parents, Ethan, Fox, even you. Everyone in my life has hurt me."
Hank stared at her, realizing for the first time that she wasn't as strong as she let everyone believe. She was holding all the agony of the neglect that her parents had given her, the abandonment she had felt ever since she was a little girl. She couldn't fully trust him because she didn't know how.
Tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to spill onto her cheeks. Hank slowly pulled back the sheets and got out of the hospital bed. Ignoring the pain in his back, he pulled Kate to him. The tears in her eyes finally fell, and she buried her face in his chest. She cried the tears she had been fighting for years. As Hank reassuringly stroked her long, blonde hair, and kissed the top of her head, he heart was full of hope. She might not trust him now, but if she could let herself cry like this, with him at her side, she might trust him soon. He just had to be patient.
Author's Note- I profusely apologize for making all of you wait so long for this chapter, I have been dealing with midterms and spring break, and have had no time. Here it is, and again I am so sorry for the delay!
Chapter 25- Never Cross Kate
Julian was drunk, as usual, when his daughter, Kate, burst through the door to his study. He looked up at her with watery eyes, and saw the rage etched into her face. She slammed the door, and walked angrily over to his desk. Pulling his chair, she turned him around, so he was facing her.
"What the hell do you think you are doing, Father?" She yelled, her voice barely containing her seething anger. "I always knew that you didn't love me, but I never thought that you hated me enough to let the woman who tried to kill me out of jail go free!"
Julian started to protest, but Kate raged on, cutting him off. "If you were going to tell me the sob story about you and Dr. Eve, forget it. I don't want to hear it." Kate leaned over him, inches away from his face. She was disgusted by the smell of alcohol emanating from her so-called father. "I came here to give you a little warning, Father."
Julian looked into her eyes, full of anger and pain. "What is your warning?" He asked slowly, partly because of drinking all night, and also, trying to figure out why there was so much pain in her eyes.
Kate's blue eyes flashed, the anguish that had been in them a second ago gone, replaced with ice. "I came here to tell you that I know all your little secrets, ALL of them, I know about Dr. Russell, and I know about what you and your little Beckie poo did down in Bermuda. I know a whole lot more, too."
Julian sat up, the realization sobering him a little. "How?" He asked.
"Never mind how, Father, you have other, more important things you need to worry about." Kate stated, looking at the blithering, drunken mess slumped before her.
"What things?"
~*~*~
Theresa woke up the next morning, at peace for the first time in months. She looked over at Fox, who was sleeping peacefully beside her, his arm around her. Her son was just down the hall. Life couldn't get much better than this.
Fox stirred, knowing that someone was watching him. When he opened his eyes, Theresa's beautiful face filled his line of vision. "Good morning." He said, pulling her closer to him.
Theresa giggled as Fox left a trail of soft kisses across her collarbone, and up her neck. She buried her fingers into his hair as he moved on top of her. "I think this is going to be a very good morning." She said, before he kissed her. Theresa couldn't help but think, could life get any better than this?
~*~*~
"What things?" Julian asked again.
"I think you should start thinking about where your priorities lie, Father." Kate blared. "You need to think about what you are doing to innocent people."
Julian tried to stand. "I don't try to hurt people Kate. It just happens sometimes."
Kate's eyes flashed again. "It just happens?" She said, in disbelief. "You letting Rebecca and Gwen take Little Ethan away from Theresa just happened? You don't mean it when you try to tear the Russell family apart?"
Julian held up an unsteady hand to make her stop. "I know what I am doing, and I know what I have done in the past. I certainly don't need you to tell me how horrible a person I am."
"Father, that is exactly what you need. You need someone to hold a mirror up to you. You need someone to tell you to go to hell!" Kate yelled. "You, Father, are responsible for so much misery and heartache, yet you seem to think that you don't deserve any of the pain that you are getting. How dare you think that you deserve love after the way that you have treated me, Fox, Lizzie, and Lexie? You shipped us off to boarding school, and forgot about us all! You deserve a whole lot more pain than I ever felt!"
Julian let the word sink in. "I know I was never a very good father, Kate, but-"
Kate interrupted him again. "You're damn right you weren't a very good father! Think about that the next time you go searching for your long lost bastard with Eve! Wherever that baby ended up, it was better off than with you two! You had five children, and you never loved any of us. And your precious Doctor! What kind of a person would even think of causing her family the kind of pain that she is inflicting on hers?"
Julian was angry now. He felt the full force of her words. He knew what she said was right. Kate kept going. "I want you to know, that if you continue to see your precious Dr. Russell, I will make sure that both of you feel a lifetime of pain! She will be humiliated when your sordid affair ends up on the front page of every scandal sheet in the world! I will make sure that you are blamed for it, too, so she will hate you, and never want to see you again. Stay away from Eve, Father, if you want to remain among the living, since we all know that once T.C. finds out about you, he will kill you."
Kate angrily walked over to the door, and turned around. "I mean it Father, don't cross me. If you do, I will bury you. I will hurt you in ways that you can't even imagine."
Julian winced as she slammed the door. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't stay away from Eve, but if Kate caught them, he had no doubt about her abilities to make him pay. He would have to figure something out.
~*~*~
Kate had calmed down considerably since her confrontation with her father. She walked into the hospital, happy that she was going to see Hank. Kate stepped out of the elevator, and down the hall to his room, she was just outside the door when she heard a high, feminine laugh come from inside.
Kate slowly walked into the room, surveying the girl that sat beside her boyfriend. She was tall, thin, with long dark hair. She was sort of pretty, in that small town way. Hank and the girl looked up at her. The brunette had a confused look on her face, and asked, "Who are you?"
Kate crossed her arms, looking down at her. "The girlfriend. Who are you?"
The girl laughed, standing up, tossing her long brown hair over her shoulder. "I'm Kay, Hank's niece."
Kate relaxed, she had thought the worst. "It's nice to meet you, Kay. I'm Kate." She said, extending her hand. Kay shook it, and picked up her coat.
"I have to get going. Maria has had a cold, and I need to relieve Miguel so he can study for his test." Kay explained, as she put her coat on. "It was nice to meet you, Kate. Take care of my uncle, okay?"
Hank rolled his eyes. "I'm fine. Why don't you get that? The bullet didn't puncture anything, and I have no infections, and the doctors are going to release me tomorrow! I can take care of myself."
The girls exchanged a look. Both knew he was not going to admit that he needed help, let alone that he was in pain.
Kay left the room and Kate walked around the bed and sat in the chair that Kay had occupied earlier. Hank leaned over and kissed her. She felt herself relax completely, the way she always did when he kissed her. He made her feel so alive, so loved.
He smiled at her. "When are you going to get that I love you, and only you?" He asked.
Kate stiffened slightly. "What are you talking about?"
"I saw the way you looked at Kay."
Kate looked down at her shoes. "Was I that obvious?"
"Yeah."
She looked into his eyes. "It's not you, it's me. I think I might have trust issues."
Hank laughed. "You think?"
Kate hit his arm playfully. "I guess that after reading all of those cards you got, I realized that I might have some competition in this town."
Hank stroked her cheek with the back of his hand. "But you don't seem to understand. I never cared about any of them in the way that I care about you. I love you more than I have ever loved anyone, Kate Crane."
She smiled. "I feel the exact same way. I love you more than anyone else, Hank Bennett. I have always wanted someone to love me, and now that I found you, I never want to lose you. But you have to know one thing."
"What's that?"
"Don't mess with me. If this is just some fling, or some May December romance for you, tell me now. If you do hurt me, I will cause you a whole lot of pain. Trust me, I am not someone you want to tangle with."
Hank looked at her. "I don't want to hurt you, but I can't promise that I won't. I will try my hardest not to, but you never know what will happen, Kate."
"I know, I just don't want to get hurt again." Kate said so softly, Hank barely heard her.
"What do you mean, again?" He asked her.
Kate turned away, not wanting to say any more.
"Who hurt you?"
Kate stood up, and pacing around the room. "I don't want to talk about this." She said, growing upset. How did this conversation start?
Hank was not about to let this go. "Who hurt you, Kate?" He asked her again, wanting to get to the bottom of this. If he and Kate were going to work out, she was going to have to trust him.
Kate stopped pacing, and stood at the end of the bed. "Everyone." She replied simply. "My parents, Ethan, Fox, even you. Everyone in my life has hurt me."
Hank stared at her, realizing for the first time that she wasn't as strong as she let everyone believe. She was holding all the agony of the neglect that her parents had given her, the abandonment she had felt ever since she was a little girl. She couldn't fully trust him because she didn't know how.
Tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to spill onto her cheeks. Hank slowly pulled back the sheets and got out of the hospital bed. Ignoring the pain in his back, he pulled Kate to him. The tears in her eyes finally fell, and she buried her face in his chest. She cried the tears she had been fighting for years. As Hank reassuringly stroked her long, blonde hair, and kissed the top of her head, he heart was full of hope. She might not trust him now, but if she could let herself cry like this, with him at her side, she might trust him soon. He just had to be patient.