It was such a simple request...such a simple, tiny little thing he wanted from her...why couldn't she give it to him?
He turned and left before she could answer him, leaving her to stand there with her bag, her plane ticket, and her plan.
And the taste of his kiss still on her lips...the heat of his body still fresh in her mind.
"Don't do it."
Kate glanced sharply to the side as Michael approached...his brother, the man she'd met only in passing. "Don't do what?"
"Don't take off. We can help you...and you can help him. I'm telling you...don't do it."
"You don't know anything about me."
"I know what I just saw...and I know what I've seen from my brother since the night you left, Kate. He lost something when he let you go...I don't know what happened between you two, but it's dragging at him. And as bad as you look? I'd say it's been dragging at you, too. You're right...I don't know you...but I know Lincoln. I'm telling you...don't do it."
Kate just glared at Michael...and contiued glaring.
And standing.
And wasting precious moments she could have spent slipping away until the moment she felt Lincoln's return...like a warmth, an itch between her shoulderblades, and when she turned she found him there, walking towards them.
She felt the old familiar urge...the panic, the urge to flee. But this time, something had her tethered down, a chain only he could unlock.
She needed him to let her go.
"I can't stay." she declared when he reached her, her voice quiet and urgent. "Linc...I *can't* stay..."
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He turned and left before she could answer him, leaving her to stand there with her bag, her plane ticket, and her plan.
And the taste of his kiss still on her lips...the heat of his body still fresh in her mind.
"Don't do it."
Kate glanced sharply to the side as Michael approached...his brother, the man she'd met only in passing. "Don't do what?"
"Don't take off. We can help you...and you can help him. I'm telling you...don't do it."
"You don't know anything about me."
"I know what I just saw...and I know what I've seen from my brother since the night you left, Kate. He lost something when he let you go...I don't know what happened between you two, but it's dragging at him. And as bad as you look? I'd say it's been dragging at you, too. You're right...I don't know you...but I know Lincoln. I'm telling you...don't do it."
Kate just glared at Michael...and contiued glaring.
And standing.
And wasting precious moments she could have spent slipping away until the moment she felt Lincoln's return...like a warmth, an itch between her shoulderblades, and when she turned she found him there, walking towards them.
She felt the old familiar urge...the panic, the urge to flee. But this time, something had her tethered down, a chain only he could unlock.
She needed him to let her go.
"I can't stay." she declared when he reached her, her voice quiet and urgent. "Linc...I *can't* stay..."