Kat sat in the emporium, trying her hardest not to look around. In the room over, she could hear Facilier shuffling some things around. He came back with a basin of ice water and a rag. He set the basin down on the table and soaked the rag in the water. Gently, he began to wash her scrapes and bruises. He hit one cut and she winced, pulling away. Facilier frowned and placed the rag back into the basin, picking it up and walking back to the other room. He came back out with a vial and sat down across from her.

"How far along are y'all?" He asked. Kat blinked up at him.

"What?" She asked.

"Your pregnancy," he said. "How long have you been pregnant?" Kat frowned, wrapping her arm around her stomach protectively.

"How did you...?" She began.

"Shadow told me," he replied, motioning towards the shade. Kat shuddered, then looked at him.

"What do you want?" She asked. "Why can't you just leave everyone alone?" He frowned.

"Kate..." he started to say, only to have her cut him off.

"It's Kat!" She snapped. "It's always been Kat. That's what everyone else calls me, so why can't you do it too?"

"I never liked that nickname," Facilier replied calmly. "Now, chere, as I was sayin', would you prefer if I let Andy do what ever he wanted to y'all? You're pregnant and he still beats ya. Is that really the kind a life you want to brin' a child into?" Kat stood up suddenly, glaring at him.

"I don't know!" She snapped. "What can do? H-he'll kill me if I try to leave. I-I'm too weak to work," she choked out, tears starting to form in her eyes. "Y-you know I am. If somethin' happened to Andrew, I...then...we'd...what would happen to me?" She coughed, starting to feel light headed. Before she knew it, she had passed out.

Break

Facilier had been expecting Kate's little fainting spell, she was so prone to them, so he was able to catch her before she hit the ground. Gently, he lifted her up and carried her into the spare bedroom, laying her down on the bed. He felt her forehead to see if she had a fever. She did. Perfect. Just perfect. She was pregant, fainted, and had a fever. Just another reason facilier hated what Andrew did. Facilier sighed and glanced at the vial in his hand. Shaking his head, he walked out into the main room and switched the vial for another one. He went back into the bedroom just in time for Kate to come too.

"W-what happened?" She asked.

"You fainted," Facilier replied simply. He handed her the vial. "Drink this," he said. "It will help your fever. I was goin' to give you somethin' to help you sleep, but y'all don't seem to have trouble with that." She looked at the vial skeptically. Facilier sighed again.

"What reason could I possibly have to poison you?" He asked. "Kate, in all the time we've known each other, we've never had an issue."

"There was that one time my father beat you up," Kate reminded him, smiling slightly. Facilier chuckled.

"That was between me and Maggie," he said. "Not you." He looked at the vial in her hand and frowned. "Just drink it." Finally, she relented and downed the liquid. It burned a little going down, but she felt a bit better after drinking it. She handed him the vial and laid down.

"Thank you," she said.

"Don't mention it, chere," he said. He headed towards the door. "I want y'all to just rest tomorrow."

"But what if And..." she started, becoming panicked.

"He won't," Facilier said with a shake of his head. "You're safe." Kate smiled.

"Thank you," she repeated. She laid back down and closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep.