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[_righthandman_]

Chase has carried Kim up to their room and shut the door.

So much blood--

He wants the blood gone. Even if it isn't hers--

--could have been hers--

He lays her out on the bed and wets a washcloth in the sink to clean Behrooz's blood from her hands and arms.

She's still drenched in it--He stands for a moment, rubbing his eyes wearily, and

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[agirllost]

Kim's eyes open slowly and she turns to glance up at him.

"How - " She's about to ask about Behrooz but somehow knows the answer.

Her hair's sticking to her face and for a moment although she can't remember her dream she fears that the blood is hers.

'He saved me from that.'

"How long?"

[_righthandman_]

"Couple hours," he says quietly, holding her hand.

[agirllost]

"Are we still in the bar?" She curls her fingers around his hand.

Once again she starts to ask a question and realizes that she doesn't need the information; she knows that Behrooz is safe and resting.

[_righthandman_]

"Yeah--thought it'd be easier to take you upstairs."

He stares down at the bedcovers for a while.

"I don't know what happened back there. Behrooz is gonna be okay, though. You and Lyrae fixed him up."