AN: I know, I know. Long time, no chap. Hopefully this will remedy that:)

Chapter Six: "What Was I Thinking?"

Cam walked into the guest room and looked over at the unconscious Tori.

"You could have just asked me for my keys." He muttered walking over to the bed. He thought she was asleep. So, you could imagine his surprise when she talked to him.

"No I couldn't have, you weren't talking to me." She said, eyes still closed. Cam opened his mouth to respond, but stopped when Tori opened her eyes. "When did it get so Goddamn bright in here?" She asked, squinting. Cam couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"About the same time you got your head smashed against a '69 Volkswagen van." He said. Tori slowly opened her eyes all the way.

"I appreciate the sarcasm, really, I do. But, shove it." She snapped. Cam held his hands up defensively.

"Hey, I'm just answering your question." He said in a voice that he hoped provoked a smile. It didn't, but that wasn't his fault. Tori sighed and looked down at herself.

"What I did was so stupid," She muttered to herself more than to Cam. Cam nodded. "Am I the poster girl for masochists or what." She said before Cam could say anything to her previous statement.

"Like I said, I would have given you my keys." Cam repeated. Tori shook her head and looked him in the eye. The look surprised Cam. It was a cross between disbelief, annoyance, and anger. But not just toward him. Some of that look was reserve for the person that had added to her collection of bruises today.

"Tell me the truth, Cam. Have you or have you not been pissed at me since the night we kissed." She said. Cam took a step back from Tori's bluntness. But, he quickly righted himself and shook his head.

"Don't you mean, since the night I kissed you and you practically ran out of the room?" He said in a sarcastic tone, folding his arms. Tori tried to furrow her eyebrows, but winced.

"I didn't practically run out of the room." She said, rubbing her temple. Cam sighed.

"Listen, Tori. Your head hurts, you should probable try to get some sleep." He said before leaving the room, closing the door behind him. Tori would have fallen down into her pillow and screamed. But didn't in fear of it hurting to much.

A few hours later, Tori woke up. She looked outside and saw it was dark. She figured it was about 1 in the morning. Tori slowly stood up from the bed and shuffled to the door. Once Tori had opened the door, she padded down the hallway toward the kitchen. Once in the kitchen, she was slightly surprised to see Cam sitting at the table.

"Your up late." She said to him as she walked toward the sink. Cam looked up.

"Um, yeah." He muttered, staring down into his own glass of water. Tori poured herself a glass and turned toward Cam. He didn't look sleepy so much as just, tired.

"I'm sorry." Tori said, slowly sitting down across from him. Cam looked up.

"What for?" He asked without thinking. Tori shook her head but found herself internally regretting the action.

"For 'Running out of the room'." She said.

"It's fine." Cam said. Tori smiled a bit.

"What, no sarcastic comment? No, 'Oh, did you run out, I didn't notice'?" She asked him, raising an eyebrows very slowly so it didn't cause as much pain. Cam shook his head.

"To tired for sarcastic remarks." He said, resting his head in his hands. "I've been working on the entry way to this place." Cam said. "It's a real pain." He added. Tori nodded.

"Why don't you go to sleep than?" She asked. Cam shook his head.

"I need to get this done." He said, getting up to started making a pot of coffee. Tori slowly got up. But lucky for her, Cam was moving about as fast as she was. As Cam flipped the pot on, Tori came over and pressed the button to turn it off.

"Finish it in the morning." She said. Cam turned his head and saw how close Tori was standing. He suddenly stepped back.

"You're probable right, if I screw up because I'm tired everyone might get locked out tomorrow." He muttered. Tori gave a definite nod, again regretting the movement as her head still ached.

"See, a tired ranger is a useless ranger." She said as they both headed out of the kitchen. Cam nodded.

"'Night, Tor." He said as Tori walked into her room. A few seconds later, she heard Cam's door close also. Tori walked over to her bed and slowly climbed into it. Tori's eyes lulled shut the second she laid her head down.

Tori slowly got up the next morning. It was Saturday, a day off if she was lucky. She slowly walked to the front of 'her' room and grabbed a long pole she had leaning against the door. She felt like going for a walk, but if she happened to come across her father, she didn't want him with in 5 feet of her.

Tori walked through town. Past Storm Chargers, past a few clubs, but she only slowed down to read one sign.

Open Mic. Friday's at 7.

Tori shook her head and started walking again. She headed down the beach.

"Tori!" She heard somebody called. Tori flinched a bit, but then realized it was a female voice. She turned to see who was running up to her. It was Jema. "Hey, Tori. Can I talk to you?" She asked. Tori sighed and couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Whatever." Tori muttered. Jema slowed down, but completely ignored Tori's statement.

"About yesterday..." She started.

"Listen, can we just forget it? What I did was stupid, can we just leave it at that?" Tori asked. Jema opened her mouth to respond, but stopped when Blake came up to them.

"Hey." He said. Tori sighed and twirled the pole she was holding in her hand. Jema put a hand on Tori shoulder and the three Ninja's stopped.

"If you ever need to talk..." She started again. Tori pushed Jema's hand off her shoulder.

"Thanks." She said in a clipped manner before she turned and walked away. Blake took a step toward Tori's disappearing form, but Jema stopped him.

"Something tells me she's not in the mood to get bagged on for not being a nice little girl." She said.

Tori sat on the rocks at the beach. She was staring at her reflection in a small tide pool. Tori reached up and brought her blond hair into her line of vision. It's time for a change She thought to herself. She stood up on the rock and then heaved herself onto the boardwalk. She walked down it until she reached the middle. The middle of the boardwalk was the start of about 15 shops and salons. One of those salons was for hair. Tori headed toward that one.

Cam sat in Ninja Ops. He had lied to Tori the night before. He had told her he had been working on the entrance to Ops. Truth was, Cam had spent most of the night checking on Tori, making sure her concussion wasn't going to send her into a comma. He ran a hand through his hair and took a sip of coffee he had made.

"Hey Cam." He heard Tori's voice say from the doorway of the little living room at the back of Ops. But, when Cam looked up, he didn't exactly see Tori. It was her, definitely. But, her hair was a deep chestnut color. Tori rolled her eyes. "Don't like my hair?" She asked, running a hand through it.

"It's great if you're going for that 'Not Blond' look." He said somewhat sarcastically. Tori set her jaw.

"Well I am." She said, before turning and walking off to her room. She didn't really feel like talking. She just felt like looking for an apartment and getting away from the people...she loved.

R/R:) And sorry about any spacing problems. is being weird.