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Something's gotta give

Kim has a small pile of books near her bed. They have titles like Attack Proof: The Ultimate Guide to Personal Protection and The Elite Forces Handbook of Unarmed Combat. She's sick of being a victim and she needs to remember what she's learned in the past while picking up some new skills. Part of her thinks she should ask her dad for help, but, she wants to do this on her own.

'A sexy foreigner could help...' that little voice whispers and she ignores it, continuing with her reading. She wishes she could fight magic with magic, but instead she's a muggle. So, she just has to ignore that small suggestion that's not even from her mind. The last few days have been a disaster. Although, at least she and Tony had reached a new understanding, and for first time in months she could say that they were truly friends. When she thinks of some of the things she said to her dad though...and she kissed Paul, and...she groans thinking about how much of a mess she's made of things.

She's also sick of this 'don't touch me' feeling she has whenever anyone gets too close. 'You're stronger than this,' she thinks. But maybe she isn't, she's not sure anymore, but she hopes the books will help.

And she hopes that Angela's okay and has no idea what's going on because this could be so traumatizing to her.

She feels bad for not being around Angela and misses her, but probably...being around her right now would cause more harm than good.

As she was telling everyone everything in her mind though, one fact became painfully clear. She loves Chase but right now...something isn't working. She knows she's hurting him and she knows that he's not happy. But, he will never admit it.

Something has to change or she fears they won't last. She's frustrated that he thinks she's angry at him, no matter how many times she tells him that her unhappiness is not his fault. No, it's a battle with herself and she has to win or she'll either need constant protection or meet a bad end.

And she wants to change. Soon, she'll get up and start practicing some of the moves in the books, but for now, she's just researching.

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She nods, "I...you don't remember but you...I already knew that you had - that you were bi-sexual. You told me before, a while ago, before you left. And...what do you mean after everything?"

Everyone knows he's bisexual now, and he has to resign himself to that. Somehow it...almost makes him feel better to know that he'd told Kim first, of his own volition. But nothing is really enough for that now.

"After what happened with Ramon. After the spell. You haven't been talking to me in weeks. You haven't let me anywhere near you to try to help you in weeks. Nothing I say is able to help even a little bit."

She looks up, "But that's my fault. Not yours. I've been very...I was okay until Ramon, Chase, I was I was so happy that Angela was here and we were a family. I..." she looks down again, "I was afraid that you found out that I let him kiss me and thought I was...damaged in some way."

"You thought I--what?"

He's honestly incredulous, and horrified. That hurts.

"How could you believe I'd think that? Do you really think I'm that kind of person, Kim?"

"No, but you didn't come back after that argument with my dad and I...I was feeling, I am feeling kind of vulnerable and angry with myself for not being able to stop him. I thought that...I don't know what I was thinking."

"I know. I know, all right?" he says quietly. "Kim, I know we need to talk about this. But we've both argued this at least three times before. We can't get anywhere if we just keep arguing about this."

He leans his forehead against the door frame. "I'm sorry I left. I'm sorry. I don't know how I can apologize enough. I left because I didn't know what to say to you. Not because I was ashamed of you, or because I thought you were damaged. I just didn't know what to say. And I was so mad...so fucking mad at Salazar that I wouldn't have been able to control myself. And that would have upset Angela, would have made things worse with you...

"I fucked it up, all right? I didn't handle it the right way. Not you. And I just don't feel like you can forgive me for fucking up like I did."

She can understand that and honestly she didn't want anyone near her those few days when she was battling old demons.

"Isn't it my choice if I can forgive you or not? At least you're angry, which is more than I can say for my dad."

"I don't know whether you're going to choose to forgive me or not," he says, not looking up.

"You think Jack isn't angry? You think he's any less angry than I am? Just because Jack can stay calm enough that he doesn't have to shut himself up in his room for three days like I did to keep him from doing something idiotic..." He covers his face with his hand, ashamed of himself.

"Do I seem angry or upset at you?" She asks seriously.

"I know which is why...I didn't want to tell either of you. And he might have been angry but he didn't...I thought he'd be more horrified or upset or something."

"I didn't see Jack's initial reaction," he says quietly. "And I don't know why he reacts the way he does to things sometimes. I couldn't tell you. But you know how much he loves you and is proud of you. That hasn't changed or anything."

Finally, he looks up at her. "Are you angry or upset with me?"

She nods, during the truth spell she did see a side of her dad that he hid from pretty much everyone and she realized that some things could never be healed, she could only try to show him they didn't change how she felt about him.

"No, but I have to confess something to you. While we were...under that spell, I also had this strange, a kind of suggestion and it told me that I was looking for a sexy foreign guy and wanted to leave you. So I...kissed two men," she winces. "I'm so sorry."

He just stares. He doesn't say anything.

But when coherence returns to some degree--what can he say? He'd flirted with Puck. He would have kissed Xander if he'd had the opportunity. And he hadn't had any such suggestion planted in his head. It was all him.

Flooded with guilt, he looks away again. Was it really just out of wanting revenge for Tony?

"I almost kissed two other men. I didn't. But I thought about it."

The more he stares the more she wants to hide, but she forces herself to stay there.

It would be hypocritical to be upset with him or feel betrayed since, she did the same thing. "Who were they?"

Caught off-guard, his eyes flick up to meet hers again. "Xander Harris. And a guy named Robin...I don't think he was human."

He bites his lip. "Who were yours?"

"Robin?" she finds hersself looking at up him in surprise. "I...one of the guys who kissed me was named Robin and the other was...Paul, Audrey's husband."

"Little guy? Looks like Elijah Wood?"

And then...

Oh god, he should...oh, he should so not find that funny...and he's not laughing, really he isn't, but he just cannot stand Audrey after the events of the past few days and...somehow it's funny.

He tries desperately to hide his smile.

She nods, "Had nice hands," and winces a little.

"My um, dad stopped us from doing anything more than one kiss...he was not happy."

He coughs, dutifully erasing all traces of smile and wincing.

"Jack, uh, told me that if I didn't come out of the closet to you he'd strangle me."

She knows that's not funny, but the idea of her dad threatening him like that is just so him and over a secret she already knew.

"I wonder if he'd have said that without the truth curse."

"I think he probably would have." And the smile is back, just a little teeny bit.

"Probably," she smiles just a tiny bit in return and then sobers quickly.

"Chase...obviously this isn't working. But I don't want to lose you."

"No, it's not," he agrees, no longer smiling. He pauses.

"But we have to find something that does. Because I can't lose you either."

"Okay, um, tell me what you think needs to change."

He leans back against the doorframe and thinks.

"I just wish," he says slowly, "that you would have more faith in yourself...that you'd actually listen to Jack and me when we try to tell you that things aren't as bad as you think they are. You just completely block it out and totally refuse to let me help you, because you won't believe a word I say, and you're completely insistent on believing the worst about yourself even when we're all saying it isn't true. I wouldn't be saying it if I didn't mean it."

"Chase, have you not noticed who my dad is? That...runs in the family."

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