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"Hi Kimberly." Joe smiled. "Can I help you?"
Kim looked up at Joe with tear filled eyes. "I needed someone to talk to, and I didn't think my friends would listen." Her voice was thick with emotion. "They just keep trying to cheer me up. The tell me not to blame myself but it's my fault."
"What's your fault?" Joe asked confused.
"Tommy's death." Kim replied.
"If I didn't come here Tommy would have never got into that accident," Kim whispered. "He wouldn't have died."
At those words Tommy opened his mouth. "Ki-mmmppphhh!" Richie and Methos both clamped their hands over Tommy's mouth before he could go to Kim.
"Have a seat Kim." Joe sighed. "We do need to talk."
"The others say that I shouldn't blame myself." Kim sobbed as she sat down. "They tell me that he's in a better place. They don't even know the truth. They just don't get it."
"The truth?" Duncan asked.
"Tommy's body disappeared from the morgue. His parents had someone else take his place in the coffin," Kim whispered.
"I see." Joe said sparing a glance to Duncan.
"I'm sure Tommy doesn't blame you for the accident." Duncan replied as he placed a hand on Kim's. "I didn't know him but if he was anything like Joe said he was Tommy would never blame you for anything.
"It happens." Duncan said. "It was his time to go. I'm sure he knew you were there every step of the way."
"I begged him to stay. I was holding his hand so tight." Kim whispered. "Why couldn't he stay?"
"Ow!" Richie whispered yanking his hand away from Tommy's mouth. "What the hell was that for?"
"Let me go to her." Tommy sobbed quietly. "Please. You can't do this to us. Can't you hear her pain?"
"It's better this way Tommy." Methos replied. "Let her go. She thinks you are dead. Don't kill her."
"Kill her?" Tommy asked.
"If you told her you were immortal, a part of her would die." Richie explained. "She might leave you again. She might stay. But she will die before you. It's much more painful than what's going on now."
"But you don't understand!" Tommy hissed and lunged for the door. Methos and Richie grabbed him and wrestled him back. He finally gaveup and slumped onto the couch sobbing.
"I don't know how my life will be without her," Tommy sobbed.
"Kim that's a good thing to believe but the others won't accept that." Joe sighed. "They don't understand your connection."
"I know Joe." Kim smiled slightly. "I haven't told them that though. I know Tommy's alive. I can feel it in my gut."
"You better get back home before it gets too dark." Duncan said as he looked at Joe questioningly. Joe shook his head negatively.
"Yeah." Kim said as she wiped her eyes dry. "Thanks for listening. I needed it. I know why Tommy liked you so much Joe."
"I always heard bartenders made good psychologists." Joe smiled.
"Nice to see you again Mr. MacLeod." Kim held out her hand.
"It's nice to see that I could help." Duncan replied kissing it.
I'm sure I could face
{Sure I could face}
The bitter cold
{So cold}
But life without you, I don't know
{I don't know}
Kim smiled and walked out of the bar. As she got outside she felt the bitter
cold of Seacouver's winter air. She turned her collar up and walked to her
car knowing she could face it knowing Tommy was alive.
~*~
"You going to be okay Tommy?" Richie asked as he walked up next to the immortal teen.
"I don't know." Tommy sighed. "I honestly don't know."