DISCLAIMER: Nope not mine yet. Still wishing

SUMMARY: Kim's mother has left after cutting her off. Kim is on the floor where she threw herself out of the wheelchair to try to stop her mother from leaving.

Tommy settled Kim on the bed and stormed out of the room. He walked up to Billy with a look of complete and utter frustration on his face. "Billy, will you keep an eye on Kim?"

"What happened, Tommy?"

"Her mother – her mother abandoned her." Tommy looked over at Jason. "I need to spar. Jason nodded and gestured to Zack and Rocky to follow them as the two friends left the hospital.

Kevin held his sister as Trini and Aisha sat down hard. Both were thinking the same thing. 'How could she do that to Kim? She needs all the support she can get right now.'

Billy walked into Kim's room to find his friend sitting on her bed sobbing hysterically. He felt his own heart break at the sight of the tears streaming down her face. "Kimberly?" he queried softly.

Sniffling Kimberly lifted her head. "Billy? Is that you?"

He sat down on the bed and folded Kim into his arms. "It's me. Tommy asked me to keep an eye on you so he and Jason could go spar. I have a feeling that Jason will be hard-pressed to defend himself this time."

"They'll both come back black and blue."

"Affirmative."

Kim giggled for a moment and then broke down again. Billy simply rocked Kim, knowing that nothing he said would get through to her.

"Billy, she hates me." Kim's soft whisper barely reached her friend's ear.

"Kim, she's your mother. What mother could hate her child? Especially one as beautiful and talented as you are. If she's any kind of mother, she will come around and understand."

"She doesn't like Tommy. That's why she left. She wants to take me to Paris where I'll be waited on hand and foot. She wants to keep me a cripple for the rest of my life."

He simply held his friend tightly for a while.

Tommy and Jason had found a quiet, secluded spot in a park near the hospital. The two shed their shirts and took stances facing each other.

Rocky and Zack took up stations to keep their friends from being disturbed. They both knew that Tommy needed a full-bore, full-contact sparring session. He was stressed and they knew that it wasn't a good thing. He couldn't help Kim at all with the shape he was in.

The two young men bowed and began their session. Tommy scored the first hit with Jason scoring not long after.

It went like that, back and forth, for more than an hour before Tommy finally broke down.

"That cold-hearted bitch! Look at what she's doing to Kim!" he shouted as he drove Jason backward with a flurry of fists. "She's only thinking of herself! Not her daughter!"

Then, he stopped for a moment. "But what if she's right?"

"What are you talking about, bro?"

"Maybe Kim deserves better than me. Of all people, I should have known that Kim would never have sent a letter like that to me at the Youth Center. Hell, I should have known that she would never break up with me in a letter at all. She would have at least had the guts to call me or come and tell me personally."

"Tommy, don't do this to yourself," Jason started.

"No, man. Her mother was right. I'm no good for her. Maybe I should just go back to Angel Grove."

"If you take off now, Kim will be even more hurt than she is now. Mrs. Dumas would get her way again. Then, I'll have to come out there and beat you good."

"As if you could."

"I will if you hurt her. Right now, Kim needs all the help and support she can get. She needs you. Her white knight." Jason put his hands on Tommy's shoulders. "She trusts you, Tommy. Do you really want to hurt her like that?"

Tommy hung his head. "No. I can't hurt her like that." An image popped into his mind; Kim sitting amongst the ruins of her model float, tears streaming down her face.

"Remembering when Rita targeted Kim's float?"

"She was so broken."

"And you were thinking about doing the same thing to her now. Don't hurt her Tommy. She needs you to be strong for her."

Tommy raised his head to look Jason in the eye. "Thanks, bro. I needed that. I'll probably need it again before this is over."

The two clasped arms and started back to the hospital, slipping their shirts on as they walked.