When Doc speaks, her shoulders go tight, her head dropping lower. It wounds her enough, knowing that she can't do anything for Kate and Bill, feeling pinned in a corner the way she is with no other way out. But it's an insult when Doc talks about how he will protect them -- protect them all -- when Kate has shown herself to be so deficient in that very area.

She doesn't move an inch, not to look at him, not to speak, not to do a single thing, but her knuckles do turn white as all of her frustration funnels into her tightly clenched fists.

It's certainly far removed from the way things had been last week, when she sought out Bill and Kate Warner to talk. The couple then had done nothing but support each other, with comforting hands and concerned looks.

Kate isn't even anywhere near Doc, nor has he made any attempts to come near her. It's a different dynamic entirely. It's tense.

Bill's words suddenly strike her subconscious, and she whirls, surprised. For a moment she thinks about bringing up her warning, how she knew it was going to turn out all wrong and she was only trying to protect them. But when she sees the look on Bill's face, she shuts her mouth again.






"I know why you made your choices," she eventually says, her tone low and controlled. "I'm sorry I didn't come through on my end of the deal. I mean t'fix it, now."

There is a deep note of remorse in her voice. Whatever Bill thinks, Kate knows this is all her fault. Thinking back to their last encounter makes her sick to her stomach with guilt.