Fair warning: This chapter gets pretty psycho closer to the end. Definitely some unstable components... Borderline sensitive material and borderline M rating...

Assuming Jack

The 'our thing' Kim mentioned turned out to be us taking a nap on my couch. As I said earlier, panic attacks leave me scared and feeling like I just ran a marathon. Yes, I did say scared, too. Unless you suffer or have suffered from panic attacks, you have no idea how helpless and vulnerable they can leave you. The first time I had one, I literally thought I was going to die. Jerry even had to bring me to the ER. Anyway, I digress.

I woke up from my nap to find none other than Kim Crawford laying under me, my head on her firm but comfortable chest. Her arms were tight around my shoulders, like she was shielding me from something.

"Kim." I called her name softly. "Kim." She slightly stirred and pulled me tighter, crushing my face into her breasts. She has to let me go or something pressing into her leg is going to wake her up.

She turns a little and mumbles, "You can't have him. Fuck off." I scrunch my brow, trying to figure out who she's talking to. I'm pretty convinced she's talking about me, but I don't know who to.

I tickle Kim's side, hoping it'll wake her up. She wraps her legs around me and I'm slowly being cryo vacced by a sexy blonde boa constrictor. "KIM!" I can seriously feel my lungs being compressed.

"Hm? What?" Kim finally wakes up and looks down to see me looking up at her, my face crushed into her breasts. "Oh my god Jack, I'm so sorry!" Kim gushes and lets me go. As soon as I sit up, she goes fetal.

"It's okay, Kim." I chuckle and rub her leg gently. Just her calf, I'm not getting gropie. "Are you okay? You seemed like you were having a bad dream."

"I'm okay." Kim pulls her knees tighter to her and bites her lip, refusing to make eye contact.

"Don't lie to me, Kim. If I need to share with you, you can at least reciprocate."

"Fine." Kim huffs. "I did have a bad dream." Kim looks at me and rests her chin on her knees, but that's the only position switch she makes.

"Come on Kim, open up. What happened in your dream?" I rub her shoulder softly and gently, letting her know I'm here.

"Well... I don't know how we got there, but you were tied to a bed, wearing just a pair of jeans..." Kim starts unsure of herself.

"Okay, go on..." I have no idea where this is going. I think I'd be cool with where it would be going if it was a good dream.

"I was tied to a chair next to the bed, but I was fully clothed. Then Sam walked into the room."

"Wait, Sam the waitress?" I ask. Why was she there?

"Yes, Sam the waitress. She was wearing daisy dukes and one of your v-necks." Kim stops and looks down at her knees.

"Kim, then happened? Did she hurt anyone?" This was definitely a weird dream that seemed to affect her strongly.

"She uh, she crawled on top of you. She started kissing you and you tried to fight her." Kim closes her eyes, like she's replaying the dream. "Every time you tried to shake her off of you, she'd hit you and kiss you harder."

"I don't know how to say this sensitively enough Kim, but are you saying you had a dream... where Sam... raped me?" Um...

"She was pawing all over you Jack! Every time I told her to get off of you, she would make straight eye contact with me and lick you, or bite you somewhere on your body. She was undoing your pants when you woke me up." Kim looks so embarrassed, just telling me all this. Her face reaches a 9/10 on the red scale.

"It's okay Kim, it was just a dream." I open my arms and she crawls into them, resting her head on my chest.

"You saved me, but in my dream I wasn't able to help you. I had to watch that in my dream, Jack." Kim's voice was soft and shallow. Did this have anything to do with her experience Friday?

"It's okay Kim. Nobody's going to hurt either of us. I have your back, and I'm sure you have mine. Look how close we've gotten in just a few short days. We're only going to get stronger." I kissed her forehead and hugged her a little tighter, enjoying the mumble of approval. I avoided her lips because of the weird situation we're in. With no declared relationship status and the upcoming month separation, I didn't want to seem like I was pushing her. She doesn't need me as much as she thinks she does. If I make a wrong move, I'm out of her life in no problem and she's over me in no time.

"You okay, Jack?" Kim breaths into my neck, making me shiver in a good way, like an electric current.

I sigh but I know if I tell her what I'm thinking, I'm going to get a brow beating. She can tell me over and over, but it's something I need to get through my thick skull.

"It's sharing time. Come on." I shiver again when she presses her lips to my neck. I can feel her smiling against me before she does it again. Her lips are open she sucks ever so lightly.

"Hey hey hey. What's gotten into you?" I ask, but I don't stop her.

"I don't know. I really don't. I've been asking myself that since I kissed you this morning." Kim admits. "I'm so attracted to you... it makes it hard to focus when I'm close to you." Kim's voice is a whisper and she snuggled into my neck. "I..."

"It's okay, Kim. You can tell me. What's up?"

"You're just so different, Jack." This could go two ways... "You care about me."

"Guilty." I say with a chuckle.

"It's not my name, it's not my money or what I can do for you, I know that for a fact. You're taking it slower than I am and you haven't asked for anything." Kim sniffs.

"Hey Kim, stop crying." I kiss her head. "There's nothing to cry about." I try to sooth her.

"You see this, Jack?" She looks up at me with watery eyes. "You make me feel more cared for than all the stupid boyfriends I've had since I started acting." She smiles, telling me they're good tears. "They didn't care about ME. I've never really had an emotional side because no one ever cared like you do."

I had no idea that Kim had struggled like this. This is why she has been trying to get me to talk about everything. She's been as stepped on and used as I have been, and her name has left me blind to it.

"I'm so lonely, Jack. I'm just as lonely as you are. If I don't put out, I'm a stubborn prude. If they get bigger than I do they think they're too good for me." She's been where I am now. That's why she wants a regular guy. "It's always my fault and I'm always left alone."

"Kim, I'm not sure I'm boyfriend material, I've been out of the game so long and the one game I did have was a train wreck. What I can be is one hell of a friend to you." I don't know how to do the relationship thing. Am I already doing it?

"Jack, I think I want..." Kim's cut off by a knock on the door.

"Stay here." I don't know who it is, and I don't want Kim to be compromised in any sense of the imagination.

I walk to the door and open it to see Jerry, Rudy and Sam. Sam, right. She's here... Time to try to not let things be awkward between Kim, Sam and I. "Hey, guys." I smile and let them in.

"Everything okay again, bro?" Jerry asks, worry written all over his face.

"Yeah. I've just been really stressed lately, you know? Kim just happened to be there when a panic attack hit me. She's taken good care of me." I smile at the girl in subject as we all enter the living room.

"You make a good patient." Kim smiles back.

"I bet Nurse Kim didn't get you a cup of ice chips.." Sam mumbled in a dark tone. I nearly missed it. She's definitely having some jealousy problems.

"So what's the plan?" Rudy asks as he rubs his hands together. "I know you two are having dinner tonight, so..."

"How do you know that?" Kim asks.

"Kim, I'm your manager and the captain of your security. I know when you go to the bathroom."

"No you don..."

"9:47 am."

Kim's mouth opens and no words come out.

"What the fuck, Rudy. That's just scary." Jerry adds to the discussion.

"I'm good at what I do." He shrugs. "So what do we want to do?"

"We could go to Westborough..." Jerry says mischievously.

"No, Jerry. I'm not taking Kim and Sam to Westborough." I shake my head.

"Come on, Jack!" Kim's on Jerry's side?!

"I'll sit back and stay out of the way. I just want to see the four of you in action." Sam smiles at me, her eyes darting from me to Kim.

"Rudy, you taught me to never start a fight." I point out.

"We're not starting it. We're just not going to turn one down." Rudy smiles, thinking he's clever.

"Rudy, you're being a terrible manager and captain. You want to get your client into a fight?"

"Jack, you need to know that roughly half this job is getting Kim out of sticky situations she gets herself in by just being her. This is a good test run for you."

"Rudy, if anything happens to her or Sam..." I say through gritted teeth.

"Nothing's going to happen to them!" Rudy rolls his eyes.

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Assuming Kim

So maybe that didn't exactly go according to plan.

We were at the Westborough Mall maybe an hour before we ran into Jeff the gas station attempted rapist, with a bunch of his friends. Apparently Jeff is a karate student of the Westborough Black Dragons.

There were seven of their advanced students and only the four of us and Sam, who did stay out of it. The seven of them weren't enough for us, though. They were good at singles combat, I'll give them that. They didn't have the cohesion that the four of us had.

After our little brawl got us kicked out and Jack put Jeff in the hospital, we decided it was time to go home. Yes I said Jack put Jeff in the hospital. He may have put him in there Friday night, too. Jack's eyes had a fire in them when he caught sight of Jeff. The actual cops got involved, but self defense was ruled in our favor after they looked at the surveillance tape. It showed Jeff actually putting his hand on my hip. Then I flipped him and war broke out.

So now here me and Jack are, in his kitchen again. Jack presses an ice pack to the back of his head and sighs. I remember how my heart pounded when one of those bastards actually threw a garbage can at the back of Jack's head! Those Black Dragons fight without honor, but I shouldn't be surprised after one of them had tried to rape me. He was able to catch me off guard, and without Jack...

"Kim. You okay?" Jack asks as he checks his hand. There's blood on it!

"Are YOU okay?" I ask as I step behind him and move his long hair out of the way. "That's a nasty lump they gave you, Jack." I can smell his body spray from here and it's enticing. Jack uses Old Spice body spray. Nothing fancy and nothing over the top. It's average. And I love it.

"I'm okay, Kim. I'm just not used to missile trash cans." He chuckles but I don't feel any better.

"I'm sorry, Jack. We shouldn't have pushed you when you knew it was a bad idea. We should have listened."

"Kim, it's fine. I'm fine. Nobody got hurt." Jack tries to ease my mind. I got him pegged with a trash can and he won't even think about blaming me when it was mostly my fault.

"You got hurt." I address his last comment.

"Let's just forget about it and I'll make dinner, okay?"

"Fine." I relent, but then I smile remembering I have my outfit in the bathroom.

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I come downstairs and silently walk into the kitchen. I smile when I see Jack. He's literally dancing around the kitchen doing a million things at once. He's singing Simple Minds' Don't You Forget About Me.

He stops, knowing I'm watching him. He turns to face me with a guilty smile, but then he sees me. I smile when his jaw drops.

"Do you like it?" I ask nervously, shifting in place. I know he does, but it's so fun to tease him.

"Kim, you didn't have to dress up just for me." Jack says, finding his voice again.

"I know, but I wanted to." I smile and step closer to him. "I want to make you feel special. The way you make me feel." I'm almost stepping on his toes now and I actually have to look up to see his eyes.

"Kim, you give me more credit than I deserve." Jack shakes his head with a smile. You could wear a full body snow suit and I'd give you the time of day all day. You'd look adorable, just that cute little face of yours peaking out at me from the big hood. All rosy cheeks and smiling at me... just like that."

The entire time Jack spoke, he leaned closer and closer into me. "Jack..." I know my voice sounds like it's begging. I can't help it.

"You didn't have to wear all this for me." His hot breath dances across my lips and my eyes flutter closed. I feel his hands on the hem of my mini skirt, so gently tugging it up. "But I'm really glad you did." I expected to have been kissed by him by now, but I know that Jack is holding back.

"Jack, just kiss me damn it. I want you to. You want you to. Just do it." I beg. I want him to kiss me this time. I need to know I affect him like he affects me.

"I can't." He pulls back and my eyes fly open.

"What do you mean you can't?" My voice trembles, but again, I can't help it. Does he or doesn't want me? This game of hot and cold is killing me. I know I start it most of the time, but damn it I want him!

"I can't help but feel like you're too good to be true, Kim. I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop. I don't get this lucky. Ever. I don't get to have people like you. I don't get angels on earth like you."

"Jack, I'm not a game. I'm not a dream."

"You are, Kim. You're my dream. I'm having a hard time accepting that life is giving me a break, let alone you. My life for the last couple days has felt like a reality hoax show and I'm waiting for the cameras to come out."

"I get that, Jack, I do. But you can't live your life thinking you don't deserve happiness or thinking you'll never find it. I would date the living shit out of you if you'd only fucking let me!" I shout at the dense guy. "There, I said it! We're going to get through this one month, and as soon as we're face to face again, I'm going to ask you out, so hard!" I'm literally screaming in his face, my finger digging into his chest.

"You have no idea what you're signing up for, but if this is really what you want, who the fuck am I to stop it?!" This is Jack's stubborn, pig headed way of telling me that we'd make it work.

Here we stand, in his kitchen toe to toe and staring into each other's eyes. I'm hungry for him. I want him now but I know I need to wait one month before I can take him with me.

"Get down here." I growl as I take a hold of his collar and pull him down to me. We meet in a sloppy, open mouthed kiss. He tastes like oranges. I don't know why, but it makes him even more intoxicating.

For the first time, Jack takes control and his tongue pushes into my mouth. I've made out with other guys before, but they were just kissing with lust. Jack is different. There is lust, sure, but it's like I can feel more, his compassion, devotion, drive and desire. It's like this kiss is a promise. A promise to take care of me and to care for me. This one month is going to be really hard.

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Assuming Jack

This is it. This is me and Kim's deal sealing kiss. We're going to be a couple. I don't know what that's going to mean for us, but neither of us can fight it anymore. This girl broke my walls and moved in to stay.

I didn't do that. I played on the outside of Kim's walls. I waited until she couldn't handle being in her castle anymore. Everyone else kept storming the castle, trying to take the princess for what she was worth. Rapunzel came to me and now that she's here, I can't let her go.

Kim's hands are lost in my hair. My hands start drifting below her waist. I'm about to test the waters by grabbing her butt. I've been trying not to for the last couple days. I hear a crash upstairs and I freeze.

"What was that?" Kim asks me out of breath.

"I don't know. Stay here." I peck her lips and I get low to the ground as I stalk out of the kitchen.

I noiselessly make my way up the stairs and I check the bathroom and my roommates' rooms. My room is the only room the noise could have came from.

I slowly walk to my door and turn the handle. I step in and as soon as I do, I take a hard kick to the knee. I go down on one leg and then I feel a wet rag pulled across my face. It smells horrible and I try to pull it off, but it tightens and my head is pulled back. I look behind me as my head is wrenched back. Sam! She has a scarf over my face and she's tugging on the ends to keep me down. Before I can break out, everything goes dark.

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Assuming Kim

"Jack?!" I call. It's been ten minutes. He should be back by now. Something's wrong. I made my way to the stairs. I don't hear anything. I begin the climb, but at halfway up I see Sam at the top of the stairs. Before I can react, she jumps down and hits me in the belly with a shoulder.

I roll down the stairs and before I can get up, I feel something over my nose. My head's pulled back and whatever it is smells horrible. I try to get up, but I feel weaker and weaker by the second. Before I know it, everything's black.

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I wake up and my arms are pulled over my head. My feet are tied and so are my hands. Where am I? I turn my head and see Jack in the same position. "Jack?" I ask groggily.

Jack's eyes slowly open and he turns to me. "What happened?"

Before I can answer, Sam comes in. "Oh good, the happy couple is awake now." Her smile is so fake it hurts. "You guys are a couple now, huh? The way I caught you two kissing in the kitchen? Mph." Did she… did she get turned on by creeping on us? "I've been waiting for you to kiss me like that, Jack."

"What are you talking about?" Jack plays ignorant.

"I was watching you two through the window." Sam growls. "I always thought you'd kiss me that way." She shakes her head and I scoff.

"What are you scoffing at, Kim? You think this funny? You coming out of nowhere and stealing Jack. You can have ANYONE YOU WANT! YOU CAN'T HAVE JACK! HE'S MINE, BITCH!"

"Okay, you obviously need help!" Jack shouts at her. I can't help but agree. "You're sixteen and I'm twenty. You couldn't even think about dating me for another two years!"

"No one would have to know." Sam whispers as she crawls onto the foot of the bed. "We could keep it a secret till I'm old enough."

"Sam, this isn't a good idea. This isn't going to accomplish anything." I try to make her understand. "You can't force Jack to be with you."

"I didn't have to force him until you showed up!" Sam shouts. In a childish burst of rage, this bitch tears my blouse!

"What the fuck!" I shout indignantly.

Jack's head snaps over to look at me, probably making sure I'm okay. His eyes go down to my torso, where her hand swiped. I look down too and see Jack can easily see my exposed bra. I blush under his gaze. He's seen me in a bikini, but that's different for some reason.

"You like that, Jack?" Sam asks with a wicked grin. I gasp as she rips my blouse open wider and the cool air of his room hits my belly and expose shoulders. "She is gorgeous, isn't she?"

"Sam, what the hell happened to you?" Jack is trying to keep himself under control because she's certainly not in control of herself.

"I love you, Jack. I would do anything for you! This girl wants a week of fun, she wants to use your body and never see you again." Sam whispers as she straddles Jack's hips, her hands running up and down his torso.

"Get off of him!" I shout at the nut case. She makes direct eye contact with me as she rips his button down shirt open. "Stop!" This is turning into my nightmare! I need to wake up!

"Sam, you don't know what you're doing. You need to calm down and think about this." Jack tries to keep his head and make Sam find hers again.

"I've been thinking about this since the first time you shot me down, Jack. It wouldn't have to go down this way if you would have only said yes." She reaches into his pocket and pulls out his pocket knife.

"What are you doing with that?" I ask quickly, I can't hide the fear in my voice. This bitch is psycho!

Sam glares daggers into my eyes as she uses Jack's own knife to cut his t-shirt off of him.

"You are SO DEAD when I get out of here!" I shout. I'm met by a mean backhand for my troubles.

"All you have to do is say yes to me Jack, then I'll let you go." Sam closes her eyes and throws her head back as she bucks her hips into him.

Jack looks up at the ceiling and grits his teeth. "Not gonna happen." Sam takes his face in her hands and makes Jack look at her as she grinds into him harder.

I thrash and fight as much as I can, but I can't do anything to help him, damn it! I scream at her again to leave him alone as she lowers her head and kisses his chest.

Jack grunts and tries to buck her off of him, but she just meets him, making it more of a dry hump. She's grinding him harder and faster, her head in the crook of his neck and biting his skin where I had been only hours ago.

Hers hands drag down his abs and settle on his belt when the door flies open! Jerry and Rudy run in, seeing the situation.

Rudy doesn't even think about it for a second. His hands grasp Sam's shoulders and he brings her to the floor with a thud. He puts her in a sleeper hold while Jerry unties us.

"Thank you Jerry." Jack hugs his best friend tightly before Jack pulls me into a hug. His hands tangle in my hair as his lips connect with mine, we're so happy to have gotten out of that. We're bare belly to bare belly, but that's okay.

"Kim, I'm sorry. I had no idea Sam was psycho like that." Jack rushes his apology against my lips.

"I was worried for you, Jack. I thought she was going to... you know... right in front of me." I finally let go of Jack to see that Rudy and Jerry had Sam literally hogtied on the floor.

"I'll call this in." Rudy says reaching for his phone.

"No Rudy, don't." Jack says. "We don't need this all over the news. I don't want this to get out about me. Or out about Kim."

"Jack, we need to do something. She drugged us and tried to have you! What if she tries this again and Jerry and Rudy don't get here?" I argue.

"My final exam is tomorrow. Just wait for me long enough to take it, and I'll leave with you. Tomorrow." Jack's voice and eyes are so sincere. "I'll quit my job and I'll work out the rent situation."

"Are you serious, Jack? You're coming with us tomorrow?!" Rudy asks before I can. "We'll take care of your rent problem. We'll pay your month."

"Hell yeah!" Jerry shouts, fist bumping Rudy. "What better time than this to start over, hey Jack?" Jerry chuckles as he goes into Jack's clothes drawers and throws us both a t-shirt.

"We can take care of each other now, Jack." I smile, biting my bottom lip. My nervous habit.

I have nothing to be nervous about, because Jack lunges at me and attacks my lips.

"How long has this been a thing?" Jerry sounds completely shocked.

"About an hour or two ago." Jack says with a chuckle. "Rudy, how'd you know to come here, anyway?"

"Kim butt dialed me. That's what happens when she doesn't have a lock code. She must have leaned on it just right. The chances are ridiculous, but thank God it happened, right?"

I stand up and stretch out. I walk over to Sam on the floor who's silently weeping, probably over Jack leaving and her failed attempt to violate him. "Ya psycho bitch!" I wind up for a punter's kick but Jack's arms around me stops me.

"Kim, don't. I'm fine. You're fine. We're fine. It's okay. It's okay." He pulls me close and kisses my hair.

"Let's get out of here." I take his hand and the four of us leave Jack's room, Sam shouting for us to untie her. She'll work it out.

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Okay, so some major plot developments here. I wasn't going to have anything happen with Sam, but the wonderful code name baron mentioned interest in whether Sam was going to be an obstacle or do something crazy. I decided to make her have a crazy obsession with Jack, which I had mentioned last chapter, I think it was. I hope it wasn't too much or too out there for you guys. As I advance the Kick relationship, if you're interested in seeing this going to an M rating, please let me know.