Author's Notes: Thanks to Stonedtoad for betaing.

Enjoy.

Kate was angry.

It wasn't unusual, she'd been angry before but never like this. It was a rage that seemed to continually burn getting hotter each day. Harkens had been dead for three weeks now and Kate just couldn't come to terms with it.

The boat was getting stifling at the moment so she'd agreed to join everyone at a bar for a drink while they were in dock, mostly because Miguel badgered her into it.

Entering the bar Kate spotted Henderson first, she was standing at the bar getting a drink flirting with the bartender. She was about to head over to the table she could see the rest of the guys sitting at when movement caught her eye.

The guy was big, pretty drunk and heading towards Henderson with a look Kate did not like. With an annoyed sigh she walked over to the bar just in time to hear.

"Want to spend the night with a real man?"

Kate rolled her eyes at the cheesy line before speaking up, "Henderson, are you coming?"

Drunk idiot grabbed the other woman by the arm, "She's busy."

"No, she's not," Kate stated coldly.

Henderson grimaced at being pawed by the man but she shook her head, "Its okay, Kate."

"No, it isn't," Kate replied before looking up at the letch, "Let her go. Now."

He laughed, "And what are you going to do if I don't?"

Kate reached out and, without blinking or breaking eye contact with the man, grabbed the steak knife sitting on the plate beside her stabbing the bar between his fingers, missing him by millimetres.

He stared at the knife for a second before he bore down on Kate who threw her knee up into his groin grabbing his arm and twisting, slamming him against the bar.

"I suggest you learn how to talk to women," Kate snarled in his ear, "Or the next time I won't miss."

x

"The only reason she wasn't arrested is because, and I'm quoting Brody, the guy didn't want anyone to know he'd been beaten up by a girl," Nathan sighed, "She's getting out of control."

He looked up at the screen showing the two women who were both trying not to laugh, "This isn't funny."

"Nathan," the women said simultaneously before pausing.

"Do you want to go first, Janet?

Janet Noyce shook her head, "Kristen, on you go."

"Nathan," Kristen started again, "Kate has just lost someone who was basically her father and we've all seen the difficulties she has with these kinds of emotions."

"Not to mention," Janet added, "She isn't speaking to the person she would normally go to, the one person who somehow connects best with her at these times."

Nathan groaned, "So what do you suggest I do? Because my only thought is to get her to speak to Dr Smith and I already know what she'll say to Wendy as well as what she'll do to me."

Kristen and Janet both chuckled.

"Nathan," Kristen said after a moment, "Give her some time, Kate will come to you when she's ready. She always has."

Janet nodded in agreement, "Until then I'd suggest not allowing her anymore shore leave."

"I like him, he's good for you," Harkens said making Kate frown at him, "Not as anything other than your friend."

Kate chuckled, "I told you."

"Dionne told me about your conversation when you were here last," Harkens told her.

Kate gritted her teeth.

"And I disagree with her," he continued, he looked down on Tim's unconscious form, "He brings out the best part of you, Kate. You smile in a way I have never seen before when you were just talking to him about nothing in particular."

Kate gave a slight shrug, "We have a similar sense of humour, we like the same movies and I have fun."

"Fun?" amusement filled Harkens voice.

Kate chuckled, "Simple fun that I didn't even know existed."

"I'm glad I got to meet him," Harkens told her before motioning the prone man with his head, "And I think he's waking up."

x

Kate sat thinking back to her final conversation with Harkens. Nathan currently had her confined to her room when she wasn't working as punishment for the bar fight. She understood why even though she had argued with him pointing out that she had been protecting Henderson.

Lucas and Tony wanted her to teach them how to do the thing with the knife while Jonathan just frowned disapprovingly at her.

She wanted to fight, needed to fight, needed something to stop the rage and pain that was her constant companion now. It was so strange because she barely saw him, barely talked to him but Harkens death had left this gaping hole in her that she didn't know how to fill.

A knock on her door made her jump.

"What do you want, Miguel?" she demanded when she opened the door to find him there.

He handed her a tablet, "I want to get you to look over this."

"Sure," Kate sighed slightly.

Confusion covered her face when he walked into her room and sat on the bunk.

"What are you doing?" she demanded.

He smiled, "Talking to you," he held up his hand to stop her, "And don't tell me you're fine, Kate."

"Miguel…"

"I heard about your foster dad," he cut her off, "How you doing with that?"

She shrugged, "Not really sure right now."

"Tim told me he seemed to be a great guy," Miguel told her before adding slightly confused, "Though Lucas said you hated your foster father."

"Different foster father," Kate replied, "I had a few growing up."

Miguel chuckled, "Doesn't surprise me. I bet you were a handful."

"You have no idea," Kate told him with a wicked smile.

Miguel grinned back before becoming serious again, "I know you're mad at Tim for leaving without talking to you. So am I. But Mariah put him through a lot when she had him, she tortured him for codes and he feels guilty as hell about giving her the information."

Kate sighed sitting beside him, "I know."

"But?"

She frowned at him, "Do you really want an answer to that?"

"Probably not," he replied.

They sat in silence for a few minutes before Kate took a deep breath, "I am working on forgiving him," she shrugged slightly sadly, "I'm just not very good at the forgiving thing."

"You know he's not your only friend here, Kate?" Miguel asked, "Right?"

Kate smiled at him, "Yes, big brother. I have learned this in the past few years."

He grabbed the tablet from beside her and stood to go, "Keep that in mind and we can pick this up once Bridger lets you out of lockdown."

"That might be a while," Kate admitted sheepishly.

He chuckled as he headed out before turning back to her just before he left, "Tell me, not stabbing that guy through the hand. That was pure luck, right?"

Kate smirked at him, "Wouldn't you like to know."